bintighazali on 10 zulhijjah 1432

Assalaamualaikum

It’s 10 muharam of 1433 already isn’t it? I’m one month late. Oh, well.

It’s the beginning of winter

In the morning of 6^th November

It’s that special day of the year

They masjid felt so familiar

With these common faces around her

She took a glimpse of Bahjah

Who were giving all her ears

To the khutbah

She took a glimpse of Aishah

Who then put on a smiling face for her

Not a single word uttered

Not from Bahjah and Aishah either

While the imam was repeating it over and over

The story of the son and his father

Their submission through faith and prayer

The highest degree of a believer

Nothing comes first other than the Hereafter

A strict and essential reminder

That we are nothing but worshippers

Of ALLAH the Almighty and none other

She was not with her family members

But in a sense they were together

When she thought that on this day

In Cairo, Malacca, Kelantan or wherever

The same speech was being preached

The same story was being told

The same ambiance was being felt

So she prayed with such caution

For her, her family, and people of her nation

To have sound understanding and comprehension

About ALLAH’s love and affection

As well as HIS rage and its repercussion

To have a life at least close to perfection

Yellow sandal and hijab of same colour

Wearing “saree” znarq gave weeks earlier

She walked the road with such manner                                           

Like a kid walking into a candy store

Exited, to have a day of festives

Kullu ‘am wa antum bikhoir

“taqobbalaLLAHu minna wa minkum”

“may ALLAH accept my deeds and yours too”

Is what Rasulullah saw said to his companions

And is what we should say to each other too

From one open house to another

She’s happy with people around her

Friends, considered as family

Family, considered as hers

She knew she’s not alone

It’s home, far away from home

Yes, she missed out on a lot

But there’s nothing to complain about

She’s creating new memories here

Life has got more to offer

This is no longer a fairy tale

Being able to live in this very place

She is not Alice

This is not Wonderland

So she’s ready to chase

And to grab anything she can!

the only pic where u can clearly see zulfah's saree she gave me

pok2 jong kako wak bekwoh geng medik kaherah/
ajk hidangan makanan untuk majlis jamuan persatuan perubatan kaherah tengah

berbeg pink itunya bahjah, kat depan tu asma

i was going for the "before-and-after" effect but hehaha... x jadi..
but  anyhow, this is supposed to be "the before"

"the after"

apakah itu? byk teori malam hari itu

sy excited amik gambar persediaan makanan je. time jamuan lupa terus.
so ni jelah yang ada, tupun masa open house rumah dayah roslan, nab, wanny,
dan ehli beit gojesnya yang lain

terima kasih kepada rakan-rakan yang gojes berumah terbuka...sanggup layan kami sambil2 makanan kat atas dapur lagi, sampai kitorang nak masuk dapur pun kena halau..hehaha...

terima kasih kepada Keluarga Pelajar-pelajar Kelantan Mesir (KPKM) yang bertungkus-lumus untuk menjayakan sambutan hari raya. 

terima kasih kepada Persatuan Perubatan cawangan Kaherah Tengah, sebab bagi saya alasan untuk tidak stay home and sleep pada hari raya kedua.

you gave me places to go to. make me feel more at home. SYUKRAN AWIYY! ~dengan muka berlagak comel~ (eh, tp nanti kalau ada ustaz KPKM baca ni, canne???! ah, ko perasan la sangat ada ustaz2 tu nak baca blog kau ni hidayah)

wassalaam