Doa Untuk Saudaraku

Dengan nama Allah yang Maha Pemurah lagi Maha Mengasihani.

Ya Allah ya tuhanku, sesungguhnya aku menghadapmu dengan penuh kehinaan. Didalam dosa-dosa dan noda-noda yang membaluti tubuhku. Namun aku tidak tahu kepada siapa lagi yang aku patut mengharap.

Ya Allah, al-Aqsa diserang lagi ya Allah.

Ya Allah, al-Aqsa diserang lagi ya Allah.

Ya Allah, al-Aqsa diserang lagi ya Allah.

Ya Allah, saudara-saudara kami dibunuh lagi.

Ya Allah, saudara-saudara perempuan kami dirogol dan dicabul lagi.

Ya Allah, saudara-saudara kecil kami menangis lagi.

Ya Allah, harta-harta mereka musnah lagi.

Ya Allah, pemimpin-pemimpin kami masih tidur lagi.

Ya Allah, sedarkanlah umat ini dari lena mereka. Hidupkanlah mereka dari mati mereka.

Ya Allah, berilah keinsafan pada pemimpin-pemimpin kami. Bawalah mereka ke jalan yang benar. Penuhkanlah hati mereka dengan ketakutan kepadaMu. Buanglah ketakutan mereka terhadap orang-orang Kuffar.

Ya Allah, penuhkanlah dada-dada mereka dengan Keimanan. Kembalikanlah mereka kejalan lurus.

Ya Allah, muliakanlah mereka dengan Islam. Jadikanlah mereka diantara orang-orang yang memuliakan Islam.

Ya Allah, penuhilah dada kami dengan ketaqwaan padaMu. Penuhilah dada kami dengan rasa takut padaMu. Buanglah dari dada kami rasa takut pada orang-orang kuffar. Buanglah dari dada kami Wahn.

Ya Allah, bantulah kami semua menjulang kembali panji-panji jihad.

Ya Allah, bantulah kami semua menjulang kembali panji-panji al Luwa’.

Ya Allah, bantulah kami semua menjulang kembali panji-panji ar Rayyah.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kehormatan Islam.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kekuatan Islam.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami ruh Islam.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami Daulah Khilafah Islamiah.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami Daulah Khilafah Islamiah.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami Daulah Khilafah Islamiah.

Ya Allah, berkatilah para ulama kami. Kembalikanlah mereka ke jalanMu. Muliakanlah kami dengan ilmuMu dan ilmu mereka. Permudahkanlah jalan di depan mereka.

Jadikanlah mereka golongan yang menegakkan kebenaran.

Jadikanlah mereka golongan yang membela Islam.

Jadikanlah mereka golongan yang tidak takut dipersalahkan demi agamaMu.

Sungguhpun dimarahi orang-orang Nasara.

Sungguhpun dicela orang-orang Yahudi.

Sungguhpun dibenci orang-orang Kuffar.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami as Siddiq.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami al Farouq.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami Zun Nurain.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami Karamallahu Wajhah.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami Salahaddin.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami Harun ar Rasyid.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami al Hakam.

Ya Allah, kembalikanlah kami Mehmet al Fateh.

Ya Allah, berilah kemenangan pada Islam. Sebarkanlah Islam di serata dunia. Julangkanlah panji-panjiMu. Tumbangkanlah bendera-bendera Kuffar.

Ya Allah, tumbangkanlah orang-orang Kuffar. Mereka inilah yang memusuhi agamaMu, membunuh hambamu yang taat padaMu.

Ya Allah, hapuskanlah mereka! Laknatilah mereka dengan sebesar-besar laknat. Campakkanlah mereka dalam kehinaan.

Ya Allah, musnahkanlah Daulah Yahudi itu. Hapuskanlah ilmuwan-ilmuwan mereka. Hapuskanlah ketua-ketua mereka. Sungkurkanlah pemimpin-pemimpin mereka.

Ya Allah, sesungguhnya mereka telah melanggar batasan-batasanMu. Mereka telah bongkak dengan kelebihan mereka. Mereka telah membuat kemusnahan di bumiMu. Mereka telah membunuh saudara kami, dan mencabul saudari kami. Mengalirkan airmata di anak-anak kami. Menghalau kami dari bumi al Aqsa.

Ya Allah, hukumlah mereka! Hukumlah beruk-beruk dan khinzir-khinzir itu. Tunjukkanlah keagunganMu. Tunjukkanlah keajaibanMu. Tunjukkanlah kekuasaan Mu.

Ya Allah, berkatilah kami dengan dua rakaat di Masjidil Aqsa.

Sesungguhnya engkau telah kurniakan kami nikmat yang dengan dua rakaat di Masjidil Haram

Sesungguhnya engkau telah kurniakan kami nikmat dengan dua rakaat di Masjidin Nabawi.

Maka gembirakanlah kami dengan dua rakaat di Masjidil Aqsa.

Rahmatilah kami dengan dua rakaat di Masjidil Aqsa.

Berkatilah kami dengan dua rakaat kami di Masjidil Aqsa.

Sungguhpun dibenci orang-orang Kuffar.

Ya Allah, tebarkanlah saudara-saudari kami di bumiMu. Tegakkanlah bendera Jihad. Tinggikanlah agamaMu. Kembalikanlah kehormatannya.

Ya Allah, bantulah kami membebaskan Palestin.

Ya Allah, sesungguhnya aku menghadapMu dengan penuh rasa malu. Diatas kejahilan ku dan kejahatanku. Diatas semua dosa-dosaku. Syukurku padaMu kerna Kau masih menerimaku.

Ampunkanlah dosa-dosaku. Ampunkanlah dosa-dosaku. Ampunkanlah dosa-dosaku.
Aku malu dengan dosa-dosaku. Aku malu dengan diriku.

Aku malu padaMu dengan KebesaranMu.

Namun aku tidak mampu berbuat apa-apa terhadap musuh-musuh agamaMu. Aku tidak mampu berbuat apa-apa untuk saudara-saudaraku. Aku hanya mampu berjuang dengan hujung jariku sahaja. Aku hanyalah mampu berjuang dengan wang ringgitku sahaja.
Aku tidak mampu mengangkat senjata demi agamaMu. Aku tidak mampu meninggalkan kehidupanlu demi agamaMu. Aku tidak mampu meninggalkan dunia ku demi agamaMu.

Aku tidak mampu untuk meninggalkan keluargaku demi agamaMu.

Aku hanya mampu menggunakan jariku. Aku hanya mampu menggunakan benakku. Aku hanya mampu menggunakan lidahku. Namun aku akan berusaha dengan seluruh kemampuan ku demi agamaMu. Akanku berusaha seluruh keupayaanku demi agamaMu.

Aku cuma meminta keampunanMu dan bantuanMu dalam kecelaan ku ini.

Namun aku mengharap dengan sepenuh pengharapanku, kembalikanlah kami kejalan benar. Bantulah kami mengerjakan suruhanMu. Hindarilah kami dari laranganMu. Buanglah debu-debu dan daki-daki yang lama melekat di tubuhku.

Sesungguhnya aku berserah diri kepadaMu.

Makbulkanlah doaku. Makbulkanlah doaku. Makbulkanlah doaku.
Bantulah hambaMu ini ya Allah.

Bantulah kami ya Allah.

Selawat dan salam keatas utusanMu Nabi Muhammad Sollalaahu alahi Wasallam, dan keatas keluar baginda, dan keatas para shabatnya.

Perkenankanlah doaku, wahai Tuhan sekalian alam.

Amin, Ya Rabbal Alamin.

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Wahai saudara-saudaraku, aku sudah memohon bantuan Allah untuk kalian. Maafkanku, hanya ini yang aku dapat buat untuk menolong kalian. Bersabarlah, sinar Allah akan tiba. Janji Allah akan tiba. Sabarlah, teruskan berjuang. Teruskan.

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Mudoh jah..

Islam itu mudah. yang jadi leceh dan susah tu pasal kita. suasana pengamalan islam di malaysia sering dipenuhi dengan ayat-ayat dibawah. maka jawab Lord Hosni.....

“Biar lah aku tak pakai tudung, aku bukan kacau orang. Ape ingat orang yang pakai tudung tu semua baik? Yang berjubah labuh tu semua masuk syurga? Nampak je pakai jubah labuh tudung labuh, entah-entah nak tutup perut da de isi!”

Memanglah perempuan yang pakai tudung tu tak semestinya baik, tapi perempuan yang baik itu semestinya memakai tudung. Dah kalu bangga sangat tak tutup aurat, bogel je lah! Takpe la..asalkan hati baik kan? Kalau tak sedia nak pakai tudung, cakap je lah tak sedia. Paling2 kurang yang menegur tu bolehlah lega pasal dah lepas tanggungjawab. Nape perlu hentam orang lain pulak? Haiz..

“Ko ni nak tegur-tegur aku ni apsal? Ko tu sape? Ke hulu kehilir dengan seluar pendek, ade hati nak tagur aku bab agama konon!”

Apa kena mengena teguran tu dengan sifat penegur yang suka pakai boxer tu? Kita nak dengar nasihat ke nak tengok boxer dia? Kalau betul teguran die tu, kenape tak terima? Takkan nak tunggu pak haji berjanggut berserban tegur dulu baru nak berubah? Lihat apa yang dikata, bukan orang yang berkata! Kecuali lah soal hukum yang tidak ada putusnya dalam Quran.

“Ko ni sape nak bagi tazkirah kat aku? Ko ingat ko tu baik sangat ke? Jage dulu amal ko tu. Diri sendiri tu betolkan dulu, ni nak tegur2 orang, nak nasihat2 org..sedar la diri tu siket! ”

Budak tu tegur kita pasal dia sayang kat kita. Dah jadi tanggungjawab kalau dia ada ilmu. Kalau kita dah tau kita salah, yang pergi herdik orang buat apa? Kata orang tak sedar diri, tapi dia sendiri yang tak sedar diri. Orang macam inilah yang menghancurkan usaha dakwah. Kalau yang menegur tu ada salah, beritahulah die dengan cara baik, die pun perlukan nasihat jugak. Saling masihat-menasihati, kan bagus. Macam lagu Waheeda, Wassinni! (nasihatilah aku)

“Suke hati aku la nak dress macam ni. Suke hati aku la nak gi mane2. Ape ko ingat budak yang gi surau tu sume baek2 ke? Diorang tu taklid buta je tau! Kitorang yang banyak mengkaji ni lagi banyak tau.Media skang dok bukan main lagi label2 kitorang ni tak guna la, sampah la..kitorang de ilmu tau! Diorang yang gi masjid gi surau tu tau pe pasal falsafah-falsafah ni? Diorang tau main ikut je. Pak turut!”

Tak semestinya yang pegi surau tu semuanya baik, tapi yang baik semestinya yang pergi surau. Kita tak nak dilabel orang, tapi kita dah pun melabel orang yang konon-kononnya melabel kita. Kalu dah kononnya banyak ilmu tu, kongsilah dengan orang ramai. Apa salah pergi surau jugak. Budak surau boleh dapat ilmu, budak macam korang pon bole dapat ilmu. Sama-sama bertukar ilmu. Orang mungkinlah mengata kita ini menda buruk yang macam2. Media memang macam tu. Prove them wrong then! One way to prove you right is to prove them wrong! Mana kita tau budak2 surau tu pak turut? Mungkin mereka boleh berhujah lebih baik dari kalian, maka berkongsilah ilmu. Tidak salah. Kita semua kan bersaudara. Hanya kerana kita punya minat lain2, maka kita saling tidak suka? Masing-masing mempunyai nilai keislaman dalam diri. Maka tonjolkanlah. Biar dengan cara masing2 pun.

“Eeeesh, taknaklah aku kawan dengan diorang. Perangai macam gila2 sangat. Macam liar je. Kang aku pulak yang terpengaruh! Senang aku kawan dengan budak2 baik je, budak2 surau je. Boleh gak ada member kejut subuh, boleh gak de member nak Tanya soal agama. Budak2 riuh tu tau pe? Maen game, melalak,fly je lah. Dok oversea pon aku ingat nak duk ngan orang malysia je, senang siket. Ni duk ngan orang mane2 tah2 nanti masuk kristian pulak aku. Duduk ngan orang kita jugak senang. Tak la bimbang terpengaruh.”

Sebelas tahun belajar pendidikan islam kat sekolah tu dulu sia2 je kalau tak boleh cerita kat orang. Stakat nak buat amal diri sendiri, selfish namenye. Da de ilmu tu kongsi la. Nasihat la. Ajak la member kearah kebaikan. Buat apa belajar islam kalau tak boleh cakap pasal islam, tak boleh kenalkan islam pada orang bukan islam. Asyik nak kawan dengan orang sama spiesies je, jadi watak bundar lah kita. Penah dengar cite satu ulama tengah berzikir, then de satu suara bitau beliau jiran beliau di syurga nanti. Beliau pun pergi cari orangnya, bile da jumpe, tekezutlah die tengok bakal jiran die tu tengah mabuk2. Bile da die sedar, die pun beritahu yang ada suara yang bitau pasal kedatangan ulama tu. Die pun cerita yang dulunya orang2 kat situ ada 80 orang muslim fasik. Die pun berkawanlah dengan fasik2 tu dan Berjaya menarik 40 orang kembali ke jalan benar. Then die pass on lagi 40 org tu kat ulama tu sbelom die memulakan perjalanan. Dapat iktibar?

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Salleh Abi Hosni

Born in a family of six, youngest out of four siblings, who the breadwinner is a lecturer married to a teacher, many would say that the child was born with silver spoon in my mouth. Well, they were quite wrong actually. As a son of a thrifty father, material desires never get me overwhelmed. Yearning for luxury would be considered as inferior thoughts in my sanctified mind. Although it is a bit though, his economic policy shows us how much 1 cent value.

His economic policy is not harsh at all. Never in his life had he let any of us starving for days. My shoes is a prominent witness, giving it had to bear a burden of 82kg every day. Maybe less, who knows anyway. However, the new millennium in 2000 gave a new dawn for my family’s new economic policy. The father of a handsome guy began his vision which he had always dreamt of – balik kampong. Yes, that is his dream and he began to make it a reality. Well, if balik kampong is as simple as buying bus ticket to our hometown, it is nothing to be scared of. Balik kampong in our accent means to move back to our hometown and serve our own people. And that is his intention.

He is going to build a house, on a piece of paddy land in Kuala Terengganu, inherited from his father (my grandfather of course). Soils were then pouring into the paddy field, house plans were drafted, decided and then sent to his friends to be sketch for real. His brother in law is a newly appointed contractor. Lorries were rolling in those small village road unloading cements, bricks, concretes, steels, sands, and other building materials.

How do these affect us? The new policy! The whole family budget was put to finance the house. Large sum of his and his wife’s savings, were put to finance the construction. The Tabung Haji, the EPF, the KWSP, the gratuity money and any other sources were then allocated to finance to construction. Our house budget had a little bit of reformation. The spending on things considered to be unnecessary is then prohibited. Everybody had to cut their budget for the sake of the family. Back then, I felt like the Japanese during the World War II. The construction finished around 2004 without any loan made. The only remain is the owner and his family, who refuse to move yet, in pursuing his career for another two years after retirement, as he need a job to finance his children. His savings had run out due to his project.

In April 2007, during the youngest and admirable charming son of the family having MC for seven weeks due to his fractured fibula, they officially moved to their new home, leaving the nostalgic Kuantan. Nevertheless, the new economic policy hasn’t change back since that. The budgets were even reduced from time to time. It is all due to the wise leadership of Pak Lah, where fuel hike was executed for a few time, the worst would be after the 12th general election, where the fuel price had gone up for 80 cents. This had caused him to revise his expenditures.

Back then, his youngest and pious son is very keen of surfing the internet, causing the bills to rise. Installing broadband is not a clever solution as after his handsome son pursues his study, he would be only living with his wife who does not even know how to use Internet Explorer just like him. He later came with the solution that left his sweet son remained speechless after being informed - THE INTERNET SERVICE IN HOUSE WAS TERMINATED.

Today, here in a small crowded cybercafé full of the loudness of these uncivilised monkeys playing games while shouting to each other, his pious and incredibly good-looking son are sitting in front of PC05, posting a new entry in his blog for fools to read.

This sweet and charming guy never gave up hope praying for any of his nearby neighbours to install a wide ranged Wi-Fi in their house. He too, just like his father, would implement the same economic policy if he will ever raise a family, and swear that his children will never easily get what they want. He will adore the way of his father, whom he loves and respects so much.

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Lord Hosni Tidak Bertanding

Kuala Terengganu, 1 Januari – Lord Hosni telah mengesahkan kepada para wartawan semalam bahawa beliau tidak akan bertanding dalam pilihanraya kecil Kuala Terengganu yang dijadualkan berlangsung Januari nanti. Beliau juga enggan mengulas pendirian beliau mengenai calon-calon yang terpilih seraya memberitahu, bahawa beliau hanya akan menjadi pemerhati bebas pada kali ini. Beliau yang merupakan ketua kumpulan pemerhati Suruhanjaya Keadilan Persatuan Bangsa-bangsa Bersatu pada pilihanraya umum ke-12 Mac lalu menyatakan; bahawa beliau terkilan dengan sikap penyokong yang tidak mematuhi etika berkempen.

“Mereka ini kadang-kadang memang langsung tidak ada adab. Mereka ingat tiang pagar saya itu mereka yang punya, mereka pun suka-suka hati mengikat bendera dan menampal poster. Rumah saya dah macam ada hari sukan! ” beliau bercakap di satu sidang media khas yang diadakan di perkarangan rumahnya semalam.

Lord Hosni juga turut mengumukan bahawa beliau akan mula berangkat ke Kuantan dan bermalam disana pada 3hb Januari untuk satu sesi bertemu peminat beliau di sana, sebelum bermalam di sekitar Kuala Lumpur keesokannya. Beliau enggan mengulas lanjut tentang tempat yang bakal beliau diami di sana, kerana khuatir beliau diganggu peminat. Sebaliknya, beliau menegaskan bahawa beliau dijadualkan sampai di Seremban pada tengahari 5hb Jan.

“Saya memang lah sedih jugak nak meninggalkan rumah ni, maklumlah, dah lama cuti. Tapi perjuangan harus diteruskan dan matlamat kita harus apa nama…….. diteruskan.” Beliau bercakap dengan nada serius.

Apabila diminta untuk mengulas mengenai tindakan tergempar biadab seorang blogger yang menghina Nabi Muhammad, beliau hanya mengatakan bahawa masyarakat tidak harus melayannya.

“Orang2 macam ni tak pakai otak. Mereka kata sahaja mereka ini kununnya………………. open minded, tapi merekalah yang paling sempit akalnya. Mereka terus-terusan menghina nabi tanpa sebab yang munasabah. Mereka kata Muhammad itu babi, padahal semua orang tahu Muhammad itu manusia. Mereka cuma pandai menghina dan mengejek, macam budak darjah satu. Jadi tidak ada sebab untuk kita layan budak darjah satu macam dia. Kalau betul Islam itu tidak benar, maka buktikanlah. Jangan dok apa nama…….main ejek sahaja..”

Lord Hosni juga mengulas mengenai keganasan terbaru rejim Zionis, dengan menyifatkan rejim itu sebagai binatang. Selain mengecam tindakan Israel, beliau turut mengecam semua pemimpin Arab dan Islam yang hanya tahu mengecam dan mengeesa sahaja, sebaliknya bersembunyi bagaikan pondan yang takutkan lipas.

“Mereka ini hanya tahu bercakap sahaja, sebaliknya mereka sepatutnya bertindak. Mereka seharusnya memboikot segala urusan dengan Israel dan Amerika. Mereka ini ada minyak, ada duit, tapi mereka tak ada otak. Israel sudah jelas2 kejam dan tidak berperi kemanusiaan tetapi dunia seolah-olah tunduk padanya. Hanya kerana beberapa orang askar mereka mati, maka mereka bunuh beratus-ratus rakyat tidak berdosa dan menghancurkan beratus-ratus bangunan. Hamas pun satu, sudah tahu roket mereka hanya akan membunuh beberapa orang Yahudi dan mengorbankan ratusan orang mereka sendiri, mereka masih meneruskan provokasi yang tidak berguna itu. Itu bagi saya hanyalah membazir peluru. Sebaliknya mereka harus apa nama……………bertindak bijak dalam merancang serangan bagi membunuh seramai mungkin musuh-musuh Allah.” Kata beliau dengan penuh berang.

Beliau juga, menyeru kepada sekalian orang Islam, supaya bersatu demi mengembalikan kegemilangan Islam dan mengambil semula Baitulmaqdis yang dicemari.

Dalam akhir sidang medianya, beliau sempat mengucapkan salam Maal Hijrah dan Salam Tahun Baru pada semua pengunjung blog beliau. Lord Hosni juga memohon maaf jika ada salah dan silap sepanjang tahun lepas, baik Masihi ataupun Hijriah. Beliau juga mendoakan semoga azam tahun baru para pembaca akan dapat dilaksanakan.- AFP

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Attention to IB students!!!!!

In conjunction with Semester Break 08/09, MALAYSIAN STUDENT ASSOSIATION, MANGALORE (MSA) and PERSATUAN PERUBATAN ISLAM MALAYSIA- INDIAN CHAPTER (IMAM) with co-operation with PERSATUAN PERUBATAN ISLAM MALAYSIA (PPIM) will organize a program ;

HEALTH AND BASIC MEDICINE CAMP

Venue: Aborigine Village and Cameron Highland

Date: 16 - 18 January 2009.

Participant: Opened to all medic and pre-medic students

due date of confirming ; 5th jan


do spread the news. more info; visit

http://sferalotus.blogspot.com/2008/12/health-and-basic-medicine-camp.html

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The Phonebook

In the darkness of night, without any single interesting programme on the TV, with the boredom of the computer games, without any movies or dramas to be watched, without any books to read, and without any mood to do anything that could vanish the boredom that had been overwhelming the mind and heart, often lead us to our very own bed, lying and staring at the ceiling in our light-off room.

Without any limb moving, our body stay still like those girls who wear no Kotex while sleeping during their menstruation phase. However, our mind started to be hyperactive, flashing all those old memories back, and sometimes, altering those events with our own creative imagination, due to the word “IF”. Our hyperactive mind also, sometimes, began to reflect our future plans and dreams; mine would be wearing size 30 pants and scoring every exam.

Our hand then began to reach for our cell phone, unlocking the keypad. If the word “1 new message” or perhaps, “1 missed call” appeared on the screen, this entry would end here. But, if not, this story proceeds, telling the readers about how our eyes began to stare at the screen, while our head were trying to figure out, what brings this involuntary act? Why does my hand reach for my cell phone?

Alas, our thumb is way faster than out brain, pressing those buttons, until the list of contacts in our phonebook appears on the screen. Involuntarily, our thumb began to press the “down” button, revealing all the contacts; their names and their phone numbers. As those names appears, our mind keep flashing memories, merely voices and pictures, up to a certain point, where a line finally forms in our brain – “Nak mesej sape eh?” , or “Pe cite la bebudak ni” or else.

Then we began to check our credit balance, whether it is sufficient enough to make a Talk SuperSaver. If our credit is not enough, the story ends here, but if it is enough, we might be pressing the “down” button again, while asking ourselves – Who should I ring?

Ringing our friends of the same sex would only make us uncomfortable no matter how much we miss them, as such act will be considered as gay and irregular. A phone call to friends of the other gender would only result a prejudice in our mind, fearing that those opposite sex friends will think that we like them. Moreover, we always feared to be greeted by the most irritating line – “Ai...Rindu ke?”

The confusion always exhausts our mind, enabling us to finally do the thing that every doctors advised us to do at nights – SLEEP.

This is the story of a pathetic group in the community, by the name of “TEENAGERS”. Do you ever experienced the same story? I do.

p/s;
I use the word "WE" in this story as I have no doubt, that there are somebody out there, who will read this story, and reply "I do" to the very last question in this entry.

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Thousands of Faces With One Faith

Being a part of the delegation to send my cousin to his bride’s house in Pasir Mas, we were stranded in a guesthouse in Wakaf Che Yeh, waiting for the groom to be ready, together with her family and relatives from her mother’s side, from Perlis. As the Zuhur athan was being called, my father suggested to perform our prayer first, which was well agreed by several relatives from Kuala Terengganu.

Heading to the mosque which was a stone throw away from the guesthouse, we perform our ablution first, before waiting for the local peoples, to pray in their jamaah, as we are going to perform our prayer in jama’(combination/plural). As soon as the local peoples began their Zuhur prayer, the Kuala Terengganu delegation also started to pray, in another jamaah led by my father.

While praying with our full hearted devotion to God Almighty, I heard one of a man passing by our jamaah and said;

“Hoh! Wano maye duo ime?” (How come there are two imams?)

Ignoring the voice, I precede my prayer, again, with full hearted devotion. The prayer went smoothly without any Islamaphobia harassment. Back to the guesthouse, again, waiting for the other delegation members, my father’s cousin, by the name of Ayah Long, began the conversation;

Hoh! Mu tahu Li, sakni mu maye duo ime takdi geger di atah sejik nu! Aku maye nge puok ime sini la mugo dok cukuk marhalah, doh aku mari dari Besu. Abih maye takdi geger skali sek-sek tu bunyi; bakpo maye duo ime. Aku pung toleh palo ke oghe beloh aku, aku pung tubek la kcek Klate;

[(addressing my father) Li, do you know there had been a bit chaos in the mosque just now because you form another jamaah! I pray with those local people as I came from Besut, which do not exceed the two marhalah distances. They were all talking about you being the second Imam at the same time. Looking to the next person besides me, I spoke to him in Kelantanese; ]

“Gapo?” (What is the problem?)

“Dok, puok tu, wano maye duo ime?” (Nothing, those people, they form another jamaah!)

“Demo tahu yo mari mano?” (Do you know where they all came from?)

“Bakpo ?” (Why?)

“Doh wak yo musafir, wak yo maye jamok gano?” (What if they are travellers? What if they perform prayers in jama’?)

Hoh! Tu die, kene skali nge aku. Tunduk lalu palo! Oloh! Panda sangak nok letok hukung teh,oghe biar jelah dulu! Geger skali atah sejik nu puok mu maye duo ime. Oghe Klate ni tahu mende pasa hukung! (there he go! Its a big punch on his face! huh! Acting smart to say about the law, he should look upon the case clearly first! They were havoc in the mosque, just because you form another jamaah! What does Kelantanese knows bout islmic law! )


He spoke furiously in his deep Besut accent, well greeted with roar of laughter from the rest who stood there. It is prohibited to form two jamaah at the same time in the same prayer place (mosque), only if it is a compulsory prayer (Fardhu prayers). However, the travellers were allowed two perform their Fardhu prayers, in jama’, with fulfilled conditions, and one of the conditions is they cannot be led by the Imam who pray in the regular way, allowing them to form another jamaah in the same mosque at the same time.

My Ayah Long to preach, cursing and firing the Kelantan and all the Kelantanese, for many reasons. Politic is one of them. Being a fanatic Orang Dacing (BN supporters), he cannot accept the fact that the Kelantanese rejected Awang Adek for Nik Aziz.

Geography is also another reason for him to curse the Kelantanese. It has been a long history of fighting, quarrelling, and prejudice between the Terengganumen and Kelantanese. Whose accent is better, whose batik is better, whose songket is better, whose gold is better and so on.

Ayah Long once said;

“Batik ko, mah ko, setere ko, songkek ko, hok ganu blako hok muroh lagi, hok molek lagi! Klate tadok gapo! Nasik kabu jah!” (Batik or gold or silk cloth or songket, ours are cheaper and better! The Kelantanese have nothing! They only have their Nasi Kerabu! )

The Terengganumen and the Kelantanese are always fighting among themselves over political view. Here in the east coast, families were separating, cold war within the neighbourhood, cold war within the families and relatives, even cold war within the two best of friends due to the difference in political view!

These Puak Dacing and Puak Bulan were fighting and quarrelling for decades! Day by day, month by month, year by year, election by election.

An Orang Dacing, will not visit the funeral of Orang Bulan although they were in the same village. The same goes for Orang Bulan. The prejudice is worse amongst the elders. A Kelantanese is not very keen to have a child-in-law from Terengganu. Same goes for Terengganumen.

Which side am I?

I am a Malaysian who was raised in Kuantan, currently living in Terengganu, well assimilated with the Kelantanese, and able to converse in those three accents properly.

Moreover,

I AM MUSLIM,

WE ARE MUSLIM,

THEY ARE MUSLIM

ALL OF US ARE MUSLIM!

The words of God in the 64th verse of the third chapter of Koran were lingering in my heart as I wrote this entry.


p/s ;

Say: O followers of the Book! come to an equitable proposition between us and you that we shall not serve any but Allah and (that) we shall not associate aught with Him, and (that) some of us shall not take others for lords besides Allah; but if they turn back, then say: Bear witness that we are Muslims.


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