28 February 2008

nisa'

Wahai wanita tidak bertudung,
Sungguh cantik alunan rambut mu,
Bebas menggerbang kemas terikat,
Terserlah di bawah cahaya mentari,
Mentari dunia yang tak sehebat neraka,
Iaitu api yang kan membakar rambut mu,
di hari akhirat hari penentu,
maka hanguslah segalanya,
hilanglah cantik alun rambut mu,
tiada lagi yang menggerbang,
tiada lagi yang terserlah.
Oleh itu jadikanlah diri mu,
Sebahagian daripada wanita-wanita yang bertudung.

Wahai wanita yang bertudung,
Sungguh cantik alas kepala mu,
Ringkas pendek tersempang rapi,
Tersembul jambul tertutup dahi,
Terserlah lah bentuk tubuh,
Mengapa tidak dilindungi?
Rimaskah dengan tudung labuh ke dada?
Panaskah dengan pakaian sedemikian rupa?
Tidakkah kau ingat,
Kepanasan api neraka itu lagi hebat membakar,
Menjilat rentung kesemua mereka yang ingkar,
Mereka itu wanita yang tak bertudung,
Kau tidak ubah seperti mereka walau bertudung,
Oleh itu jadikanlah dirimu,
Sebahagian daripada mereka yang bertudung,
Bertudung labuh hingga ke paras dada.


Wahai wanita bertudung labuh,
Sungguh cantik terlindung rambut mu,
Sungguh ayu tertutup bentuk tubuhmu,
Yang terzahir jelas gaya kesopananmu,
Mengaburi segala yang tersirat di hati,
hanya diri sendiri yang menghakimi,
mungkin suci ikhlas kerana Illahi,
atau berdebu dengan sebab duniawi,
riak wajah nampak tawadhu’,
riak jiwa rupanya menunjuk-nunjuk,
alangkah ruginya andai benar begitu,
kerna azab masih tak terlepas dari mu,
serupalah sahaja diri mu ditunggu,
diseksa tidak ubah seperti wanita tak bertudung,
sama dengan mereka yang menyempang tudung,
oleh itu jadikanlah dirimu,
sebahagian daripada mereka yang bertudung,
bertudung labuh hingga ke paras dada,
tersemat jua bersamanya rasa taqwa.

Wahai wanita yang bertaqwa,
Andai kau telah sampai ke tahap ini,
Dengan akhlak mahmudah terpahat di hati,
Syariat islam sebati dalam diri,
Maka layaklah dikau mendapat ganjaranNya,
Yang dijanjikan di akhirat nanti,
Dan tatkala di dunia ini lagi,
Muslimah solehah kau digelari,
Menjadi idaman setiap muslim soleh,
Yang sukar sekali untuk diperoleh,

Wahai muslimah solehah pula,
Jadilah mukminah mujahidah,
Mujahidah yang akan menyeru,
Agar ditinggalkan dirinya yang dahulu,
Mujahidah yang akan berdakwah,
Agar diri dan umat berubah,
Mujahidah yang akan mengajak,
Agar islam kembali tertegak.

Dengarlah wahai wanita..
Sahutlah seruan ini..

20 February 2008

ICDL Exam..


So bored here…there’ nothing that we can do except just put our focus on the screen of computer…tried to access the internet to open the UTUSAN MALAYSIA…before that I see a great shock news”gempa bumi di Indonesia”baru nak baca,cepat2 tutup because the teacher came in…but then,what a dissappointment…we can’t access the intenet(maybe they can detect us for abusing their service…it’s already 12.20 p.m and my group didn’t start yet….my group is the 2nd group from 6 groups that had been arranged..how much we must awaited??


We already waited for about 3 hours and some minutes..this really made me sick but  I said to myself…”sabar..sabar…all peoples here also felt like u..just tried to build more patience in your heart and everything will be fine…yaaa…so then,I’m busied myself by express myself in this story…

I hate to wait..it’s just like  a waste of time to wait like these..but.what can I do??nothing than continuously wait and wait…what if we will sit here until night will approach..waaaaa….please someone…is there anyone can help me to diminish this loneliness…kebetulan my friends going to pray..i can’t because my name will be called next..


But then…I’m realized that we must always being optimistic…although you are alone tried to make yourself happy and try to cheer your self by doing something that you like although it’s a stupid thing…

 I started to imagine about the future’s life,there’s must be in certain condition that you must be alone…be independent,live with yourself,decide all thing by yourself..it’s one of the maturation process…by the way,u must also remember oe very important thing which after u are dead, will be someone that will accompany u  when are buried under the ground?ONLY YOURSELF OK!!

It is impossible right…so,never felt sad when u are alone..although there is no one that can accompany you,always remember that Allah will always by your side every day,each hour,each minute and even each seconds…I’m grateful  to remember that He is always accompanied me and never left me alone…moreover He is the greatest friend right??



PRAISE TO ALLAH…ALHAMDULILLAH WASYUKURLILLAH




look at me...



What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see someone limited or someone free?
All people can do is just look and stare
Simply because they can’t see my hair

Others think I’m controlled and uneducated
They think I’m limited and unliberated
They are so thankful that they are not me
Because they would like to remain ‘free’

Well, free isn’t exactly word I would’ve used
Describing women who are cheated on and abused
They think that I don’t have opinions or voice
They think that being hooded is not my choice

They think that the hood makes me feel caged

That my husband or dad is totally outraged
All they can do is look at me in fear
And my eye there is a tear
Not because I’ve been stared or made fun of
But because people are ignoring the One up above

On the Day of Judgment they’ll be the fools
Because they are too ashamed to play by their own rules.

Maybe the guys won’t think I’m a cutie
But at least I’m filled with more inner beauty
See, I’ve declined from being a guy’s toy
Because I won’t let myself controlled by a boy

Real men are able to appreciate my mind
And aren’t busy looking at my behind
Hooded girls are the one who really helping the Muslims cause
The role that we play definitely deserve applause

I’ll be recognize because I’m smart and bright
And some people are inspired by my sight
The smart ones are inspired by my tranquility
In the back of their mind they wish they were me
We have the strength to do what we think is right
Even if it means putting a life long fight

You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt or a tight skirt
We are given only respect and never treated like dirt
So you see we are the ones that are free and liberated
We are not the ones who are sexually terrorized and violated

We are the ones that are free and pure
We are free of STD’s that has no cure
So when people ask you how you feel about the hood
Just say it up by saying, “baby, it’s all good”