Sunday, 13 August 2017
Role models
Thursday, 1 December 2016
Lambaian Kaabah aka Umrah 2016
#adventuresofyanparker this time round brings me to a special place.
Since I was young, I've always had great interest in the stories of our Prophet saw. Seerah and Akhlaq were two of my favourite subjects during the madrasah age. Back then, I could only imagine what was it like in those times. To finally be here and experience parts of Islam's history is just surreal. Alhamdulillah. I pray that all will one day visit this place, InsyaAllah.
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Monday, 3 October 2016
Stories From Kampong Treas
Stories from Kampung Treas: His name is Omar. It was our final day in Kampong Treas. So we spent some time with the kids teaching them how to fold stars and battle cars.
While seated on the floor, teaching the boys, I noticed that Omar had isolated himself from the group. I thought he probably wasn't interested. However, 10mins later, he stood beside me, tapped my left shoulder and quietly presented me with a flower he folded from paper! As he doesn't speak Malay/English, he then pointed to the stars that we've made and gestured for me to follow him.
So, I followed him back to his corner while Hanif entertained the rest of the boys with their newly made battle cars. I witnessed him patiently crafting a box from paper and after which he gathered the stars we folded previously and put them all in.
The flower has a note which says 'Thank You' and the box has his name on it and also a Khmer saying which I forgot what it means.
I'm soo touched and humbled by this. As I've said before, we came there with an intention to touch their lives. However, we were moved even more.
It's even more awesome that this seems all too familiar ain't it. It's like deja vu. Hmm.
#adventuresofyanparker#StoriesFromKampungTreas#projectgivebackstories#projectgiveback2016
#giveback2016
Monday, 8 August 2016
Conquering Mt Rinjani
Men can cry. I blocked my face not that cos the sun was in my eye. Just that it was such an emotional journey for me. The #roadtorinjani started almost as soon as #conqueringsoutheastasia was done. I knew I had to train extra hard for this due to my medical condition and boy it paid off.
Furthermore, for a first timer, to complete it in just under 4 hrs from the base camp is a real achievement. This experience was surreal. The #roadtorinjani was tough. The road to the summit is extremely arduous. Many times I fell. Many times I felt like giving up. Getting up to the summit is the goal, the dream.
All in all, the lesson learnt from Rinjani: not for the faint hearted, only the strong willed. Adios, Mt Rinjani. You taught me that there if this is hell on earth, I'm scared of hell in akhirat.
I will do a write-up on my blog about my experience to the summit when I return.
So what's next for me? I'll be scaling Mt Batur aka Mt adik-adik aka Mt Peanuts in 2 days time. Pray for Alfiyan
#adventuresofyanparker #roadtorinjani#goal2016 #MtAdik2 #MtPeanuts#prayforalfiyan
Monday, 30 May 2016
Sundown Marathon 2016 - Battling Demons
So yeah.
Moral of the story: I believe to overcome odds and achieve success:
2) commitment. Do the hard work. Put in the effort; practice, train.
3) make prayer. Always put God in between whatever you're doing. He listens.
4) tawakkal.
Wednesday, 20 April 2016
Building a Perimeter for Your Future
Look theres so many things to learn about. Different people are at a different stage/situations in their lives to learn about a certain something. The point here is to learn for your future!
Wednesday, 30 March 2016
Ngaji Days
I was inspecting a house just now when I smell something very familiar. It's somehow like a powder with flowery smell. Very hard to describe it. One thing I know was that it's unique. I spent a couple of minutes wondering where in my past memory that smell came from. Soon after, I realised it was my Nenek ngaji's house.
Gosh. A sudden rush of memories soon followed.
Still remember the time when i got whacked with rotan on the palms 10x just because I just couldn't get the tajweed idgham bila ghunnah right!
Still remember the time when there's this guy by the name of Muhd Nur Azam bin Zainal. He's a cool guy, fun to be with. The thing is his name is the exact similar to my closest cuz. The only difference between them both is their skin colour. So I named them Azam white and Azam black. Hahahaha! Since young already my tongue was as sharp as a sword. Haha
Still remember the time when I had a massive crush on a girl in my ngaji class. She lived right across the road from nenek ngaji's block. So, I posted post-it notes on walls on the linkway from her blk to nenek ngaji's blk. The main intention was to keep her reminded of me while she made her way to ngaji class. Hahahaha! I was so cute back then! Haha. She moved when we were about 11 years old I think and I no longer 'pursue' her as she stayed quite far (at that point of time). Actually, she just moved to another part of Bedok only. HAHA!! Too funny.
Another story was when she managed to hafal Surah ad-dhuha first. And I haven't even completed half the Surah. I was in another room with all the boys together with the fierce and tormenting datuk ngaji. She was in another room with all the girls and very gentle nenek ngaji. As she was tested, I could hear her voice reciting the Surah and completed it. So here I was, alone, bursting into tears after hearing that and till now everyone thought that I lost my lidi(pointer for quran). Padehal padehal... Got a good scolding from datuk ngaji aka the tiger
There was a time when I called my fellow ngaji brethrens mat names. "Eh. Kau mat arid kau mat lazim kau mat jaiz kau mat farii kau mat thabii. Aku mat Salleh!" Hahahaha!
This was actually not for fun or to degrade my fellow brethrens. I used it for easy recollection. I was such a genius back then. However, no one accepted my point of view. They regard it as demeanour. Hah! Now in uni, I learnt that this association is good for memory recall. Best thing about this is that I learnt that myself at that age. No one taught me such things before. Therefore, I declare myself a genius back then. Did I mention it twice? Yes I did. EL OH EL
Speaking of genius, I just realised that i was quite like a tiny Einstein during those years. My achievements are quite remarkable actually. (Ok this is a bragging paragraph.) So here it goes...
1) Was consequently the top 3 student in madrasah for my whole pri and sec school years. (Guess who's the other 2 persons? Yep. One of them is my crush. HAHA)
2) I khatam-ed the Quran before primary school.
3) Completed learning tajweed before primary 3.
4) Hafal all Surah from al-ghaashiyah till an-nas WITH translation by 15 years old.
5) Spent most of my past time reading story books about our prophets (and playing football)
These were and are such major achievements for me! I didn't realise how smart and knowledgeable I was until a few minutes ago while writing this. Hahaha. Also, not mentioning my religious education was really up there.
What happened to me now? Shit happens I guess. Now everything with regards to that aspect has remained stagnant except for a few. Hmm... How I wish nenek ngaji is strong enough to teach again. I think she's over 100 years old already now. Still living and quite strong. Datuk ngaji also. Still visit them every hari raya. Alhamdulillah.
Ok. I'll end the post by saying a prayer for our datuk and nenek ngaji, our ustaz and ustazahs, our cikgus, our teachers, our lecturers, our gurus, our mentors, our educators. They are the one who made us who we are. They played a major role in moulding us and we are forever indebted to them.
Let's pray for their health. Let's pray they can still touch lives as long as they live. Let's pray that their rezeki will come in many folds. Let's pray that whatever they had done, they will receive barakah. Let's pray that they will be housed in the highest of highs in heaven. InsyaAllah amin.