Tuesday, March 22, 2022

Pregnancy - A Recap

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, Most Merciful

18 Shaaban 1443H
Seri Kembangan
7.00pm

I have been procrastinating writing this post about pregnancy since my 26th week POA as I try to find the exact and proper time to sit down comfortably with just one thing in mind - to write. Alhamdulillah finally after delivering Ali, that time came (took you so long Sabr haha).

I wanted to write down of how my body is ever changing
How I don’t feel like myself everyday
How my legs ache every morning as I scream out loud withstanding the stabbing pain
How big my tummy is growing 
And how Ali keeps turning topsy turvy in my belly until I feel like vomiting

It started with taking about 4 pregnancy tests because I couldn’t believe that I was pregnant. This happened after finishing my 3rd posting in Medical and entering my 3rd week in O&G. And to be slightly more precise, it happened after I told my parents of how stressful I was being a doctor, how disrespectful-unfair-ridiculous the SNs are to taggers (walaupun we oll ni manusia jugak kotttt) and with all these stressors how can I ever get pregnant despite me trying for it. Tup tup, a few days later I had the urge to check my pregnancy status because I have been 3 weeks later for my period.

And it was positive.

At first, I didn’t believe it. Used another one, positive. Showed to my husband. We were both stunned, in a good way, and as to not put our hopes up decided to get a more expensive test kit tomorrow to confirm. It came out positive. Subhanallah, walhamdulillah wa la ilaha ila Allah, Allahuakbar. Before sharing it with the fam, we wanted to get our little baby seen on the scan first - but after 3 visits to the GP, we still fail to see our budding little seed. Amer was anxious, I was pretty chill because I have yet to put my hopes on the baby - afraid it may not survive through or maybe it was a false alarm and the bHCG positive on the multiple pregnancy tests done actually came from an ectopic area, maybe cancer (grim jokes really).

We first shared the news with my side of the family on Baba’s birthday (I was 7w at this time based on LMP) and then subsequently to Amer’s fam on our 2nd anniversary (9w here). But during those two occassions, we haven’t seen our little baby on scan yet. Finally, on my TCA to open my pink book (11w based on LMP), the drs did a TVS scan and wallahi, our little baby was there growing well all along subhanallah. 


That was the start of Allah’s miracle unfolding in my tummy bit by bit. I then went through my 4 months in O&G with this small child, finally knowing that it was a boy during detail scan at the 20th week. :) There were days when I was so tired that after work I would just lie down and sleep with my work clothes on, sometimes without taking dinner. And there will be times when I have to sit down in between morning rounds at the procedure room to prevent myself from fainting. Nights oncall were sometimes dreadful as I experienced the worse nausea any pregnant lady had to go through, frequenting the toilet just to vomit air and at the odd times, dinner. There will be days where my Registrars would freak out because I would sound like I’m panting while assisting them in the OT. I would just laugh it off saying that it’s my baseline (which is true) and continue retracting as usual.

I never run away from my work, unless I really can’t then I will tell my colleagues to help me for a bit before I myself clean up the work left. I still go back late sometimes, even up till 9-10pm. Still get scolded, still enter all those PUI OTs (but not COVID OTs la ever nauzubillah huhu). Alhamdulillah, 4 months passed in O&G and I entered paediatrics - of which I dreaded at first, but the posting grew on me and I have learned to embrace the subject matter with more love and interest every single day. With scary yet wise consultants, respectable and helpful MOs, kind and understanding colleagues, I really enjoyed my paediatrics posting till the end (and it’s sad that I was unable to finish it on time due to reasons I will share in my upcoming posts).

Then, hijrah to HPKK happened.



Saturday, May 15, 2021

Penning Down Memories

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
In the Name of Allah, The Most Gracious, Most Merciful

It feels refreshing to finally be able to push myself to write back again
To put down my thoughts into words, to have them displayed on the screen

Alhamdulillah everyone, I survived 2 postings in housemanship
And here I am in my in my 3rd posting - already in the second month
Subhanallah, all praises be to Allah for granting me strength and ease
It is not an easy road, and I have been humbled day in and day out since Day 1 of HOship

And on this month, Amer and I are 20 months into our marriage - another 4 months before our 2 year wedding anniversary. Subhanallah walhamdulillah. Allah is ever so Merciful and gracious towards us in this blessed journey. We do have our share of fights and disagreements, but none are to the point of attacking each other in the process. Hamdulillah thumma alhamdulillah.

Throughout my time of hiatus, I have had so many thoughts running around my head
Grievances for my own lacking of mujahadah
Disappointment on my lack of enthusiasm and passion / amal
Blooming ideas of plans and projects (that never made it into reality sadly)
Hopes, dreams and wishes only painted in the mind and never into something tangible (yet)

But today, I decided to stop being that lazy bum Sabreena - the one that always blames her never-ending work as a HO as a reason to slack off
I decided that today I will do something different, pick up something that I have always loved to do yet had always find an excuse to put on hold

Today, I am writing so that I may live a new life
A life no longer as the dreaded HO
But a life as an 'abid and khalifah
A life I have promised Allah even before I was created into this world

Moga Allah hidupkan kembali hati ini
Moga Allah sudi merawatnya agar ia kembali mekar untuk memperjuangkan agama suci ini
Moga hati ini subur dengan iman dan taqwa, jihad dan ikhlas
Moga niatku benar, dan moga Kau membenarkannya Ya Rabb

"Dan di antara tanda-tanda kekuasaanNya, engkau melihat bumi kosong sepi (dalam keadaan kering dan tandus), maka apabila Kami menurunkan hujan menimpanya, bergeraklah tanahnya serta suburlah tanamannya. Sesungguhnya Allah yang menghidupkannya sudah tentu berkuasa menghidupkan makhluk-makhluk yang telah mati; sesungguhnya Ia Maha Kuasa atas tiap-tiap sesuatu."

(Surah Fussilat, 41:39)

Monday, October 5, 2020

Still Alive

Two months down the road in housemanship and I am exhausted yet am still alive.

I haven't been writing at all, haven't been reflecting and contemplating - my senses become dull, my tadabbur becomes bleak and I am just spouting irrelevant words neither useful for me nor others.

I am alive alhamdulillah
But am I truly living?

Sunday, May 24, 2020

Parental Instincts

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, Most Merciful

2 Syawal 1441H
12.16am
Balakong

More than 9 months has past since my last post and cobwebs have been surrounding this blog more than I can imagine. I took so long to write something in here, probably taking my sweet time to come with something that originates from the heart and not just to commemorate an event (thus explaining why I have delayed writing my thank you note to everyone that has attended my wedding *peluh besar*).

But fast forward 9 months,

This happened
And this happened too - look at how much we expanded in 8 months
And no, before someone starts speculating about my pregnancy status, I will say that I am not yet granted the chance to carry a little fella in my womb as of now. That being said, I am still very blessed to be where I am here today after many years of praying for what I have now.

A year has passed by since I actively participated in ward rounds and clerking patients. My clinical skills are rusty and my inclination towards pursuing a medical career is stagnating, though the time I spent just being around family and akhwats, breathing the reality of living in Malaysia and living as a person who thinks properly before she does something is truly a priceless gift I will not trade for anything, alhamdulillah.

Now, the last part probably is the most valuable asset this 1 year has given me.

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(Ingatlah) ketika isteri Imran berkata:" Tuhanku! Sesungguhnya aku nazarkan kepadaMu anak yang ada dalam kandunganku sebagai seorang yang bebas (dari segala urusan dunia untuk berkhidmat kepadaMu semata-mata), maka terimalah nazarku; sesungguhnya Engkaulah Yang Maha Mendengar, lagi Maha Mengetahui."
(Surah aali-Imran, 3:35)

Looking back, I have not yet done anything amazing after my return to Malaysia. I did not write a book, I did not finish my note taking, I may have increased my hafazan but it is just too little to be celebrated and I did not secure myself a stable liqa' whatsoever. Nonetheless like I said, I gain such precious time to observe, think and reflect on many aspects of living other than the academic notions included in my clinical studying and previous DnT upbringing.

Something I did not have, or to be exact, did not utilise previously.

When I heard the ayat from Surah aali-Imran during my husband's tazkirah on the first night of our marriage, it did not strike me much about the quality of what Maryam's mother prayed for her unborn child. But after weeks and months passing by as a married woman, Allah allowed me to reflect on this ayaah with a different light - a direction and way of thinking that is pivotal for my future as a wife, a mother and a trendsetter for the ummah.

Previously, I thought that I was thinking wisely. That I had a goal and an aim that was substantial enough to keep me pushing forward in life. This is however, still shallow thinking and when I was bombarded by a thousand an one questions from my akhwats, my relatives, and even myself, I find that I cannot answer them adequately. And that the aim I so highly value was not enough of an answer to solidify my decisions. The perks of living in Malaysia (for me that is) is that you have an abundance of people to act as references, living proofs and evidences to guide you in making important life choices. And one example of that important life choice is -

Marriage.

It is not my intention to go over the rigmarole or nuances of choosing a life partner, wedding plans and all the technicalities of finding the right person to sending out wedding invites.

What I am here to talk about is the whole idea of marriage and building a family.
What is your intention?
What is your goal?
How solid can it be for DnT?
How sure are you that you are ready to carry the burden of carving fine men and women for the ummah?

These important topics, really vital ones, where never discussed or thought of by myself in my head. And I know for sure, that if I was not in Malaysia mingling with those that had a bigger mindset and broader horizon on the topic, I would just go with the flow of kahwin, dapat anak, dapat lagi ramai anak, jadi consultant and so on, so forth.

I am not saying that that particular flow is wrong to follow.
It's just that it lacks depth.
And the institution of marriage is so sacred and invaluable for it to lack intensity in the vision of it's construction.

I got married anyway alhamdulillah despite that lacking.
And now the next big step that everyone hogs on me about is the question of children.

"Belum lagi ke?"
"Bila lagi nak mengandung?"
"Dah berisi ke belum?"
"Xyz dah ada dah, awak bila lagi?"

And the question goes on and on whenever people come and greet me, even over social media aha. Was I offended? Of course I was. At first I thought that it was just some sort of funny joke people make for newlyweds but as those questions keep on repeating itself, no normal wife can just smile and wipe off the agony-come-irritation of such remarks. Imagine if these questions keep continuing themselves for years and years. I can understand now, at least a bit, of how and what TTC couples are facing.

Yes, we are planning. So we take precautions.
So kenapa nak terasa sangat?
Any married woman would of course want a child of her own. And seeing so many couples cuddle their own baby and playing with their toddlers does sting a little when your womb is currently vacant.

It's human instincts to desire their own offsprings kan? Allah even mentions this in the Quran Himself.

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"Dihiaskan (dan dijadikan indah) kepada manusia: kesukaan kepada benda-benda yang diingini nafsu, iaitu perempuan-perempuan dan anak-pinak; harta benda yang banyak bertimbun-timbun, dari emas dan perak; kuda peliharaan yang bertanda lagi terlatih; dan binatang-binatang ternak serta kebun-kebun tanaman. Semuanya itu ialah kesenangan hidup di dunia. Dan (ingatlah), pada sisi Allah ada tempat kembali yang sebaik-baiknya (iaitu Syurga)."
(Surah aali-Imran, 3:14)


But my child, is not designed to be the follow the flow child. She or he should not be born out of whims and merely instincts, and should not be born until I am ready to carry the responsibility of educating him/her.

This thought process was carefully crafted after witnessing so many of my akhwats struggle with their children. Yes it's cute to bring babies into your usrah and play with them when they are in a good mood. But the sleepless nights when they get cranky, and the ordeal of childcare vs at-home-maid, the responsibility of caring for them even when you have a bad day at work, breastfeeding and babies not latching to your nipple, cost of nappies and thinking about good baby food. This is a lot.

And that's just the baby phase.
What about the toddler phase?
The elementary school kid phase?
The raising up your kid in a modern and digital era?
And what about your spouse? What about your time as husband and wife, and your relationship as a couple + parents?

There are soo many things surrounding childcare and child-upbringing that I cannot just head into it headstrong with merely pure intentions of wanting to create the next generations of khalifatullah.

It's like suicide. It's like forsaking my children's future if I go in now with zero knowledge and prep.

Well, yes, maybe our parents did it without so much preparation and brought us up just great
Well, yes, maybe they learned along the way
Well, yes, they managed with everyone's help - family and friends

But to me, from my understanding and knowledge of our ultimate goal as Allah's caliph and 'abid in this world - our children are our future in upholding Allah's deen. If we can prepare so much for a presentation or a surgery, prepping ourselves or our patient up to ensure a good success rate, what more in the crafting of our beloved children.

You can never be 100% prepared, but you can take adequate measures to learn and understand on the important aspects of parenthood before diving in. Because once you're in, there's no turning back.

Like Maryam's mother, she prayed so hard to Allah. So sincerely and so clearly to Him. She knows what she wants from her child, and this is portrayed in her du'a. She knows her goal for the unborn child and she understands what is important, thus she prayed for it. For steadfastness of faith, for devotion to The One and Only Lord.

And because of that true sincerityc, coupled with proper preparations (of being pious herself, of choosing a pious spouse - Imran is said to be a pious man), Allah bestowed upon her Maryam that has been chosen to be the best woman of all mankind.

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"Dan (ingatlah wahai Muhammad) ketika malaikat berkata: "Wahai Maryam! Sesungguhnya Allah telah memilihmu, dan mensucikanmu, dan telah memilihmu (beroleh kemuliaan) melebihi perempuan-perempuan seluruh alam (yang sezaman denganmu)."
(Surah aali-Imran, 3:42)

With this knowledge and enlightenment, I have begun reading a lot on strengthening my zeal and iman towards my faith, towards my belief in our toriq amal - maratib amal. I enrolled in an online course regarding marriage and parenting, all while I attend my usual routine of program dakwah dan tarbiyah, syura, familial responsibilities (which is now multiplied by two) and studying before entering HO. 

Yes, I may not be superb or amazing at it. I am still very fresh in my marriage, apatah lagi my DnT experience but I am trying ya Allah. I am trying to be the best I can for You, to be the best for the Deen You blessed me with.

And for that, I need my prep. I think we all need prep and if you're already married with a child or two, it's okay. Just have the mindset of life-long learning, and start somewhere. It's never too late. Because it's not just medicine that evolves, the world itself evolves and children needs to be raised during the time and era that they live in - not in ours.

May Allah prepare us to be his humble and abiding servants in serving His Deen.
May Allah bless us with healthy and obedient children that put Allah above all else. 
May Allah carve us to be the best parents we can for our children, parents of vision and parents of doing.
May we be the best for our parents, our children, our immediate and extended family, as well as the ummah at large.

Ameen Ya Rabbal alamin. 

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Monday, August 19, 2019

25. A New Phase of Life.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

18 Zulhijjah 1440H
1.48am
Balakong

It's been more than 2 months since I've safely landed in my homeland and as always, procrastination will be at its best when you're bombarded with a list of things to do and get done. I've been keeping myself away from posting anything to commemorate the end of my medical studies, my graduation and my return to Malaysia because I didn't want to sound cliche. That was what I was thinking. Or maybe, it was just denial that I've ended that part of my life journey and will soon be stepping on a new boat. Sailing new waves with a new crew, a new partner-come-captain-come-comrade.

I don't know for sure. But alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah for it all.


I've never thought that 5 years would go by in a blink of an eye.
I keep on saying it to other people, but here I am thinking back on how much I've progressed in life that it seems truly amazing that I am standing where I am now.

I've never thought that I would live long enough to be 25 years old.
After KMB ended, every year was a year that I didn't know what to anticipate any longer because all those childhood dreams have become a reality. And now I'm Dr Sabreena. (Okay that literally sent chills down my spine)

I've never thought that I would naik tangga like in less than 3 weeks now.
I always thought that it would be longer, and that I would have more time to get myself prepared but heave-ho, it's getting closer and closer.

I can't believe I'm done with Ireland, and I can't believe that I'm missing it so much.

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Subhanallah, walhamdulillah, wa astaghfirullah. The more I think about it, I feel like a sense of warmth overflowing within me, and I miss this feeling. Probably because I haven't been writing for so long, the gratitude juices that used to just run in my veins went missing.

Alhamdulillah Ya Rabb. 
For everything that You've beautifully crafted for me.
Alhamdulillah for my parents that have endlessly prayed for me and supported my studies.
Alhamdulillah for my grandparents, uncles and aunties - that despite their honest and direct 'comments' have always been there to help my family at all times and pray for their most 'annoying' granddaughter/niece
Alhamdulillah for my sisters, my akhwats that have showered me with love and du'a and food, tears and laughter, and a whole load of things to think and figure out
Alhamdulillah for my murabbi, that might never know how much I truly love and look up to her
Alhamdulillah for my batchmates and their immense help on study tips, past paper answers and notes
Alhamdulillah for my lecturers, consultants, tutors and interns - I miss them so, especially all the interns that were so kind to listen to my amateur history taking
Alhamdulillah for Dublin Bus, for GOBus, for Ryanair, for Irish Rail- for all the travels we had on buses, cars, trains and airplanes
Alhamdulillah for the nights we slept at the airport, the days we were stranded with nowhere to go, the mosques we visited, the kindness of strangers and the mocking of haters
Alhamdulillah for Dublin, Galway, Castlebar, Essex, London, Southampton, Newcastle, Glasgow, Cork and Belfast
Alhamdulillah for the opportunity to set foot in Ireland and UK, and to experience what it was berada di bumi bukan Islam namun masih hidup dibawah bayangan al-Quran, sentiasa dibawah jagaan Allah

I finished my journey in Ireland, and now I'm back into reality.

Reality Malaysia.

Where my time, energy and thoughts will be ultimately tested. Untuk bersama Allah atau bersama arus dunia. Untuk memilih keimanan atau al-Hawa'.

It's very scary. And I'm terrified.

But however it may sound like, the fact that I am here means that Allah knows this is where I belong. And with full trust in Him, with the huge love I have for Him, I will be okay.

I will be okay because the Love of my life is planning my life. He won't leave me be.

Ya Rabb, this new phase of life will truly test my faith towards You. Throughout it all, please keep me strong on Your path.

"Ihdinassiratal mustaqim... Ihdinassiratal mustaqim.."

Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Berkorban Itu Kunci Kemenangan

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, Most Merciful

16 Syaaban 1440H
11.20pm
Galway

"Apakah manusia mengira bahawa mereka akan dibiarkan hanya dengan mengatakan 'Kami telah beriman,' dan mereka tidak diuji?"
(Surah al-Ankabut, 29:2)

"Apakah kamu mengira bahwa kamu akan masuk syurga, padahal belum nyata bagi Allah orang-orang yang berjihad di antara kamu, dan belum nyata orang-orang yang sabar."
(Surah ali-Imran, 3:142)

Credits: Amalina Halim

More than one week has passed since my final exams ended. And 2 days has passed since we ended our 1-week daurah with Ustaz Kamaru Salam (he writes books and they're amazing subhanallah). Time has gone by so quickly, it almost feels like a dream having back-to-back pengisian with ustaz - from UK to Ireland.

Daurah diri sendiri yang terakhir di UKE.

*sniff*
Sebak pulak tetiba.

I had an endless string of words planned to be typed down in this canvas earlier this morning, but now - as usual - I seem to be stunned in front of the computer. Maybe it's because of this melancholic BGM that I'm playing on my earphone, makes me want to cry over the rapid movement of time.

Whenever I want to write about dakwah, a small part of me says that I don't have the capacity and the capability to come up with a good piece that can be of any justice to Dakwah and Tarbiyah. I look at myself as the most lowly of creature to be able to bask in Allah's Glory everyday - bersama Quran, bersama Islam. Tak layak, sungguh tak layak. I am a sinful human being, yet Allah still choose me day in and day out untuk melaksanakan tugas sebagai 'manusia'; as His 'abid and caliph.

For the fact that this piece is to commemorate and reflect on bahan-bahan yang dapat waktu daurah lepas, I can't help but feel anxious about it. I can never write as freely as I like to anymore, and not that I mind about it to be honest. I want to make sure that my words will be able to paint an imagery, an understanding, a memory, that can be etched deep within those that read my post - especially myself. Moga Allah benarkan niat yang baik, buang niat yang buruk dan sertakan barakah dalam tulisan kali ini.

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First and foremost, I will start by listing down the topics that I had gone through. Ustaz just went through them briefly, ensuring that we get the gist of every topic without causing us to drown in the technicalities of each.

- Tadabbur Surah at-Taubah, 9:38-59
- Dzatiyah Dakwiyah
- Fikrah Islamiyah Kita
- Fikrah VS Ilmu
- Tafsir Surah An-Nas, Surah Al-Fiil, Surah Al-Kafirun
- Mabadi' Tadris Ulum Diiniyah: Muhibb
- Usul 20: Usul 1-10
- Golongan yang Tercicir
- MR: Kearah Mana Kita Menyeru Manusia

Now that I've listed them all down, it sure looks like an amazing list indeed. Seolah Allah memberi barakah kepada masa dan usaha kami dalam duduk-duduk kali ini. We were even able to go to a carboot sale and have breakfast together at Cafe Nero in between. MashaAllah, subhanallah.

And the pengisian that hit me the most was the tadabbur from Surah at-Taubah. After having to go through weeks and months of 'kekeringan', ada juga timbul a small hint of heaviness untuk terus ke daurah kali ni right after we finished our exam - like literally. That being said, however, kata-kata Allah dalam Surah as-Syarh kept reminding me that I shouldn't.

"Kemudian apabila kamu sudah selesai (daripada sesuatu amal soleh), maka bersungguh-sungguhlah engkau berusaha (mengerjakan amal soleh yang lain)."
(Surah as-Syarh, 94:7)

So I packed my bags dalam keadaan perut sakit memulas-mulas and went to the airport on Friday, 12th April for my flight to Southampton with full faith that Allah knows best. I needed to bersusah sikit, been having usrah online for such a long time until I forgot the sweetness of mujahadah. The next day, with F (my beloved mutarabbi), we boarded a train from Southampton heading to Nottingham at 5am in the morning. It was my first short jaulah after so long being coped inside my home in Galway. It was refreshing subhanallah.

We had our daurah this time around at Nottingham Central Mosque for 4 days straight and we spent our nights sleeping in the masjid. I enjoyed my time there very much and I think my adik-adik have grown so much to see them able to handle many of the things themselves. Though there's still room for improvement, I am very proud of their progress. Macam ni la eh rupanya perasaan murabbi melihat adik-adik dibawahnya membesar sedikit demi sedikit, seperti bahagianya Rasulullah melihat para sahabatnya makin mendalam keimanannya kepada Allah dan Rasul. The happiness is indescribable really.

"...Demikianlah sifat mereka yang tersebut di dalam Kitab Taurat; dan sifat mereka di dalam Kita Injil pula ialah sebagai pokok tanaman yang mengeluarkan anak tunasnya, lalu anak tunasnya itu menyubur, sehingga ia menjadi kuat lalu ia tegap berdiri di atas (pangkal) batangnya dengan keadaan yang mengkagumkan orang-orang yang menanamnya..."
(Surah al-Fath, 48:29)

Going back to the tadabbur of Surah at-Taubah verses 38-59, ayat-ayat yang terkandung dalam surah tu mempunyai peringatan yang kuat kepada orang beriman yang lambat mahu menyambut seruan untuk berjihad walaupun mereka sudah sedia maklum tentang keperluan untuk menyahut seruan tersebut. Since the surah is a Madani surah, it shows that the teachings brought in this collection of ayahs are related to an established muslim community in Madinah. Once dapat this tadabbur, terus rasa macam, "This is it. There's no need to continue anything else. This is the hit, the reminder to wake me up from my deep slumber and paralysis." To describe the whole teaching of the ayahs would be very lengthy here but in a nutshell, it was a huge slap in the face for me. Persoalan yang Allah petik dalam ayat 38 was like a sarcastic question, yet a humbling one seolah-olah nak tanya, "Eh bukan ke kau orang beriman, kenapa masih lagi berat nak berjuang?" Then ayat-ayat susulan selepas tu were all like raining comets and meteors kepada hati seorang Sabr. Kalau tak nak jugak berjihad, Allah akan azab dan Allah akan gantikan kamu dengan yang lain.

Gantikan. Dengan. Yang lain.

Allah dah tak nak kat aku?
Allah dah tak nak pilih aku?

That hit the jackpot. I cannot live without Allah, I don't want to, and I simply can't.

My life without Islam will be nothing. If my identity as a muslim is stripped away from me, what do I have left?

If I didn't want that to happen, then the only option is untuk bangun dan berjihad. Bangun dan menapak hari-hari yang akan mendatang.

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"Pergilah kamu beramai-ramai (berjihad di jalan Allah), sama ada dalam keadaan ringan atau dalam keadaan berat; dan berjihadlah dengan harta dan jiwa kamu pada jalan Allah. Yang demikian amatlah baik bagi kamu jika kamu mengetahui."
(Surah at-Taubah, 9:41)

Ayat paling koman dapat bila rasa berat nak pergi daurah zaman KMB dulu. Akhwat akan selalu share, reflect and tadabbur on this ayat. Ayat yang akan selalu terpacul dari mulut bila nak ingatkan adik-adik untuk turun pergi daurah dan buat dakwah.

But when ustaz went through this ayah, it was as though I have never heard it before.

Seruan infiru.
Seperti seruan untuk bernafas dengan nafas yang baru.

I found it. I got it.

Ya Allah, it's as though You've rescued me from the sea of slumber that I'm drowning in. I am reminded of my purpose again, the sole reason why I'm here in this world, the reason why I battled my heartbreak 2 years ago and sacrificed my feelings, destroying any desire left I have for what I thought was mine. It was for You. Only for You.

And the past 8 days acted as the best remedy to jump-start my already dead heart. Macam kena cardiac defibrillation after a VFib (lols lawak medic sangat).

Untuk dakwah menang, perlu ada pengorbanan.
Seperti mana Rasulullah berkorban for 23 years once baginda dapat wahyu.
"Sudah berlalu masa tidurku," kata baginda.
Sebagaimana para sahabat sanggup melalui kepayahan meninggalkan kesenangan dunia, keselesaan bersama suami-isteri dan anak-anak, 
Sebagaimana para ulama', para daie zaman berzaman yang keluar daripada norma masyarakat yang hanyut dalam nikmat dunia.

Dakwah kat overseas dulu pernah subur sangat-sangat
UK,
Ireland,
US,
Canada,
Russia,
Germany,
France,
Jepun,
Korea,
China,
Mesir,
Jordan,
New Zealand,
Australia,
Semua ada rijal-rijal mereka tersendiri.
Ikhwat, akhwat yang sangat ikhlas pada dakwah ini, berusaha betul-betul untuk menjaga syiar Islam.
Kini, walau mereka sudah tiada dan walau cahaya Islam pada pelajar muslim Malaysia makin malap,
Aku yakin
Dengan sepenuhnya
Bahawa ia hanya gerhana
Bukan terbenamnya matahari.
There'll be a day where Islam will merge victorious again.
Where the muslim youth will rise forth, dengan penuh izzah dan bangga terhadap deen yang dibawanya.

Permulaan dakwah overseas lahir daripada keikhlasan dan kesungguhan seorang murabbi
Yang tidak kenal erti putus asa
Yang hubungannya kuat dengan Allah
Yang tawakkal hebat
Yang usahanya tidak kenal penat lelah

Walaupun tak pernah merasai zaman agung dakwah overseas yang subur itu
I've learned so, so much
And with the time left
I will do my best to not disappoint Allah, and ensure that the opportunity He gave me will be used to the max

To many more days with gerabak dakwah dan tarbiyah
Happy days, sad days, colourful days, gloomy days
And especially,
Days with Allah.


Tuesday, February 26, 2019

It’s 2019

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, Most Merciful

20 Jamadil Akhir
12.25am
Galway

It’s almost two months down the line since 2019. And I haven’t written a new year resolution, nor have I made a fancy post to commemorate the beginning of this semester. Alas, I’m im my final semester of medical school. With all the craziness that has happened, now that I think of it, I can’t believe it’s 2019. I can’t believe that it’s been almost 5 years since I came to Ireland. Allahuakbar, it’s only with God’s doing that I’m here today.

I’ve loads to write. I really do. 
From Ammar’s recovery, to my mock long case.
To my exams in another 23 days.
And ramadhan is just around the corner weehuu subhanallah.

This year is going to be pretty life-changing. And throughout it all, I had and will always have, Allah by my side every step of the way.

It feels amazing hidup dibawah bayangan al-Quran, hidup bersama Allah dan hidup melaksanakan my two main purpose of life. I wouldn’t change a thing, because He painted it to be so colourful and beautiful. 

I am blessed so much.
Truly.
Alhamdulillah.

And I pray everyone will be too as well.
*senyum*