Hijab? Part 1

I read some news about the issue of burqa in France, and somehow I was reminded on a lot of things regarding my religious life.

Personally, I am skeptical of my own religion: Islam. Despite praying regularly, frequently reading Quran to the point of nearly memorizing the contents in it, and attending a lot of religious classes-we call it "usrah"- I still have many reservations regarding the faith of Islam, Islamic law and Muslim scholars` interpretation-tafsir and takwil-of the Quran, and to some extent, rejecting some of the Hadith.

But I ain`t propagating my personal beliefs to just anyone. Why?

Because I am just a man, who had my own experiences, thoughts and views of life.

So, I ain`t going to enforce my beliefs on anyone.

I can only say it. Or for the most of time, since I am a coward, I just write it.

So regarding the issues of hijab, this is my point of view.

What you do is up to you.

You take responsibility for what you did.

And you must not enforce it on any one else.

We can teach people to wear, and yes,　in Islam, it`s a must,but that`s it.

We can only teach.

Not anyone will agree, and I believe they have their points too.

But I believe in the ultimately personal relationship with God.

You may wear hijab, but God knows what`s really inside your heart.

Why lie to God?

Personality Test...Again?

Hmmm....

Pity The Devil

Petik sikit dari Hadith..........


Iblis berkata : “ Wahai Muhammad, aku tak bisa menyesatkan orang sedikitpun, aku hanya bisa membisikkan dan menggoda,”
Jika aku bisa menyesatkan, tak akan tersisa seorang pun. Sebagaimana dirimu, kamu tidak bisa memberi hidayah sedikitpun, engkau hanya Rasul yang menyampaikan amanah. Jika kau bisa memberi hidayah, tak akan ada seorang kafir pun dimuka bumi ini. Kau hanya bisa menjadi penyebab untuk orang telah ditentukan sengsara. Orang yang bahagia adalah orang yang telah ditulis bahagia sejak diperut ibunya. Dan orang yang sengsara adalah orang yang telah ditulis sengsara semenjak dalam kandungan ibunya.

Rasulullah SAW lalu membaca ayat : “Mereka akan terus berselisih kecuali orang yang dirahmati oleh Allah SWT” (QS Hud : 118 – 119). Juga membaca, “Sesungguhnya ketentuan Allah pasti berlaku: (Qs Al-Ahzab :38). Iblis lalu berkata : “Wahai Rasul Allah takdir telah ditentukan dan pena takdir telah kering. Maha suci Allah yang menjadikanmu pemimpin para Nabi dan Rasul, pemimpin penduduk surga, dan yang telah menjadikan aku pemimpin makhluk – makhluk celaka dan pemimpin penduduk neraka. Aku si celaka yang terusir. Ini akhir yang ingin aku sampaikan kepadamu. Dan aku tak berbohong.”


Entahlah......

A Traveller's Log

One month has passed since I left my not-so-beloved Malaysia for Japan.
Japan is quite a nice place for tourism.......but I am not a tourist.
That's a problem.

Here, there are many things that you have to adapt to. And some, I think, I will never adapt very well. Take, for instance, the toilet. When I go to the toilet, I have a very big problem.

How to wash your butt after you shit?

It sounds rather too rough, innit?

But it's a fact, here, they don't design toilets in the same way as Malaysians.
The toilet doesn't have a pipe in it, you see.
They expect you to use the tissue each and every time you use the toilet.
Imagine that. I tried wiping my butt once with the tissue.
It hurt. I got f***ing scratches on my f***ing butt!
No wonder Islam insists on enforcing Islamic country.
It is to make sure that every toilet has a pipe! That's all.
LOL.

Ok, that's one problem. Another problem is regarding the amount of noise I can make in my room.
On weekends, when I got nothing to do, I grab my guitar and sing.
It was morning, 11 o'clock.
I played my keyboard. Then somebody knocked on my door.
I asked him, what's the matter.
He said people were trying to sleep, so keep my noise down.
Woi! It's 11 already! And you're trying to sleep?
My shit.

Ok, that's a problem, too.

Overall, the people have been very kind and nice. A little bit cold, but nice.
I already made some friends, and they are all very nice people.
Of course it is hard to communicate, as there are a lot of things that I don't understand, but they are very helpful.
There are friends that I can sleep together in class.
I tell you, who the hell is stupid enough to take Latin language classes that is taught completely in Japanese?
Ok, I am stupid enough.
Taking Philosophy, for what? I don't understand what the professor is trying to convey.
Ideas of The World, a very awesome name.....but actually the name should be "English-Japanese Transliteration Class".
When I chose "Discrimination Today"'s class, I didn't expect a class in which we are told that confessing that you're a homosexual is a most wonderful thing.
That's the Faculty of Letters,Department of Humanities.
Weird classes.

Reporting from Minami-Senri, Suita, Osaka.
This is Abdul Rauf The W4LR6S.

Lewat Dan Ponteng

Oh tidak.....aku x masuk kelas da......

Thank You, Dear Bloody Cold Wind

Oh well. Misfortune after misfortune.

First, my newly-bought bicycle was rendered unusable because someone locked and took the keys and disappear-I could not pull out the key, nor could I lock it-and I was forced to pull the bike from the monorail station, and on the way, the tyre blew off.

Second, my umbrella disappeared. I put it in the place the Japanese usually put their umbrellas in. After 1 hour or so, I checked it, and it was gone. Somebody must have mistook the umbrellas as his and took it. Well, just buying a new one would suffice, I thought. But the new umbrella couldn`t withstand the strong wind of yesterday. It was damaged the moment I opened it.

Today, I missed the train on 10.14. Which means I am late for the class. When I arrived at the class, the door`s already closed. I cannot enter the class. So here I am, venting in my blog, wondering if I will be able to escape the Go-gatsu Byo.

Alangkah Ganjilnya Tuhan Itu

The title doesn`t have any connection with the post`s contents.
I`m getting used to the environment here, get to socialise with fellow students, whether locals or foreigners, enjoying the classes (I already know in which class I can sleep) and worrying about my loss of appetite, difficulties in finding halal food, skipping prayers and stuff.

At night, I relax in my room and use my phone to access the internet.

I`m lost.

I can`t comprehend the God`s plans for me.

Which is the reason why I used to hate Him so much.

Not anymore, though,　but I realised one thing.

Nothing lasts forever.

Something that begins has to end.

When will my life end?

I can only wait. Until the Death comes, I will work hard to make ends meet.