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A comment for my previous post
This is a comment from the second name mentioned in the previous blog regarding ‘the best school nationwide’. His comment:
looking back at myself n our friends out there, i wonder why most of us are not what we are supposed to be as a student graduated from a sekolah agama.."product gagal" as they usually said..like u’ve said the hate, the grudge, the pain we got from the ustaz’s rotan/punishment or even the sound of ust. nasa/fendi’s motorcycle di pagi2 subuh shj pon udah bisa mmbuat bdk2 sume lari beterabur..apetah lagi ust.zawawi…just to name a few..these would certainly affected some part of our life..but to blame all to those wardens I’m sure we are being unfair..
we should ask ourselves back then when we first received the offer letter..did we really want to go to a sekolah agama..did we really excited over the term “Agama” NOT the term “SBP” in that our offer letter..did we really choose to go to labu instead of alam shah or mckk or a few hundreds of other mrsms if we had the choice..i really doubted it as the opportunity to go to a national boarding school is very limited..so im sure we said "ah labu pon labu lah, labi" even we don’t know where the hell is that school, isn’t it?..i do not know about others, but i speak for me myself..
so we chose to go to sekolah agama with half-hearted feeling at the very beginning without realizing it..started to follow whatever abg2 naqib suruh masa tgktan 1&2..slowly started to be an arrogant senior di tingkatan 3..berbulan madu n rebellious di tingkatan 4..n still tak sedar diri spm lg 3 bulan..n so on..
my point is that at that time we chose what we want to be…we choose to miss all those opportunity..we choose to let it go and choose not to go with the flow..i know how much some of us really feel regret about it..let us just leave those wardens alone..the blame is ours..they surely had gave some wrong tarbiyyah/model or maybe accidentally use those old-Islamic-school methods to educate new generations like us who have different mentality as from their time..but kalo nak kaji btol2 sape salah, we can even argue the idea of national agama boarding school is not at the right path in the very first place..but who’s really care? Certainly not PakLah.
I cannot blame if someone choose to hate. I still kinda have the grudge at the school, rasa kecewa, rasa tanak dah jejak kaki, u know me kan Amar, me being in ‘Romeo Must Die’ geng n all, did our own stuffs like its our own world, didn’t really care what others kutuk2(tp still aku terasa)..but still I can smile whenever I recall those warden faces, tamparan Ust.sulaiman, sindir herdik ustaz X yg kalo cite mesti terkejut-berok semua..but that’s what we call life/experience, isn’t it? As we really deserved it..
Still I love the school, and without a single doubt u too feel the same, right?..the suasana, the view of bdk2 pompuan bertudung labuh tersipu2 baru pulang dari kota Seremban :p eheh..
yeah maybe a little bit ashamed to admit from Labu considering how ‘Islamic’ I am.:p well I’m trying lol..everyone does..n the excellent example: this blog owner.
This is just my unworthy 2 cents, just to let u know how I really feel about our school since I can’t stop thinking about it after reading your entry..really2 menyedarkan aku..kekadang aku jd blog stalker jgk hehe so beware :p..and if u really think u know me, then think again..hemm am I being too emotional?? Quoting the song, “Oh lord pls dont let me be misunderstood”..
I also hope you might publish this e-mail as it might change some minds that see us dont really care about we being a product gagal or lulus and think we just dont give a damn about the opportunities that we had back in our school time,which is not true..
maybe u dont encounter this situation but i know some of these people,Amar. and somehow it really hurts me..so thats all..sori 4 being such an emo
-thesecondnamementioned-
-End of the second name comment-
My comment:
1) I am sorry if the way I quoted in the previous post you make you sad. This comment of yours is highly appreciated by me. Biler nak datang Bristol? nanti aku belanje.
2) Just to quote him, ‘Still I love the school, and without a single doubt u too feel the same, right?.’ — To be honest, I don’t feel the same. I hate the school, those 5 years were the worst phase of my life. I just cannot lie to myself, though some people would say that I am an arrogant and ungrateful.
3) To quote him saying ,‘ yeah maybe a little bit ashamed to admit from Labu considering how ‘Islamic’ I am.:p well I’m trying lol..everyone does..n the excellent example: this blog owner.’ —just to clarify this, I might be misunderstood though, I learn more about Islam in KMYS and UK than in that school, therefore to say that there is high correlation between how Islamic I am and the school that I attended seems to be too generous. My personal hypothesis: No correlation, both are independent events. And I don’t feel shame to admit that I am a flawed product from that school, as the school itself is…… (personal opinion).
4) I must admit, to a certain extent, I deserved the punishment. But how about the rest of the extent?
5) And I would like to put a disclaimer to my previous post, The comments that I made about ‘the best school nationwide’ is derived just from my tiny winy perspective of personal experience and opinion. It might be false though. As Muhammad Asad said in The Road to Mecca,’such a narrowed angle of vision is bound to produce a distorted perspective’. However people who share the same perspective and angle with me might find it right though….
A response to SaifulIslam post…I WANTED TO BECOME AN USTAZ..
This is just a response to SaifulIslam’s latest post.
I myself once was offered a place to study in the science stream class ‘in one of the best schools nationwide’ mentioned by Ustaz. Yet, because of ‘one pure intention‘, I rejected the offer, just didn’t feel science stream suits me, and I proceed my post-PMR study in the arts stream class.
But as time goes, things after things happened. I can still remember a moment when a friend of mine who was a bit slow in his Arabic ‘Aliyah (Bahasa Arab Tinggi) was smacked by the ustaz who tought us that subject because he failed to answer the question asked. No wonder during that year, only one student in that school managed to get A1 for that subject, because generally every student hate the wardens.
And majority of the wardens are Ustats, who are very fierce, short tempered. Canning students for small matters was a norm and ketuk ketampi 200 times was a normal scenery every morning after assembly. After 200 times of ketuk ketampi, I can assure readers that you cannot walk properly, you can barely stand for more than 2 minutes, and you will have to pray by sitting, and you will not be able in any circumstances pray without swearing the wardens in your heart.
And the swearing exacerbated when the principal saw us sit-praying, and asked us to pray as normal people do. How can we pray like a normal people when we can barely stand for 2 minutes without shaking our knees badly? I really can assure you that. If you do not believe me ask Azizul Yahya, Alimullah, Faizal Hakim, and me myself.
What kind of education this kind of wardens brought to us? And I am not surprise discovering that only 2 of my colleagues pursue their study in Islamic studies, when these ustats who are mostly wardens, gave us a wrong tarbiyyah….
When nobody is interested in Islamic studies, who can we blame?
In retrospect, I just don’t think it is the students’ fault….
Dr Mashitah kata berpoligami hanya boleh diamalkan suami sekiranya wujud alasan kukuh seperti isteri sudah tua, sakit atau tidak dapat melahirkan anak*.
Saya ada satu soalan: Kalau isteri tak tua, sakit atau tak dapat melahirkan anak, tak bolehkah si suami berpoligami?
Moral of the story: Janganlah memandai-mandai menghalalkan yang haram dan mengharamkan yang halal………. takut-takut nanti jadi macam rabbi- rabbi agama Yahudi.
Bukankah poligami itu dengan sendirinya akan jadi haram kalau si suami tak dapat berlaku adil…tak payahlah nak haramkan benda yang halal.
Tumpukan kepada banyak lagi benda yang haram tapi seolah-olah macam halal di Malaysia (konsert gelek gerudi, rasuah yang berleluasa, mengebom orang, zina, dadah, merokok, membunuh dan lain-lain) , daripada kelam-kelibut mengharamkan yang halal….
*rujuk Utusan edisi 21 Februari 2007
Aku nak tanya Islam ni kuno sangatkah sampai nak kene dimodenkan?
A day before yesterday, Yvonne Ridley managed to come to Bristol University to give a talk on the topic of ‘Underneath the Veil’.
Such an amazing and motivating woman she is, full of inspiration.
She in many times gave emphasis that wearing hijab is obligatory in Islam, regardless of your colour, your status in the society, your wealth. She also give a nice motivation to woman, ‘ When you start wearing hijab, it means you are standing at the front row fighting for Islam, picturing Islam to the world, correcting the misconception about Islam. This is because a woman who wear hijab is automatically recognised as a Muslim, whereas a man who has beard, does not necessarily means he is a Muslim.’
She knew Islam just a few years back. Yet she is standing at the front row ‘fighting’ for Islam.
My personal feeling, I have two.
First, I am happy such a nice mesmerizing journalist now working for Islam, and the fruit of her works can be seen by counting the number of people attending the talk and from the faces of the audience, I can see that their interest towards Islam increased, and the hall was full as well.
Secondly, I am very sad and scared. As Allah says in Quran,
lowly with the believers, mighty against the rejecters, fighting in the way of Allah,
and never afraid of the reproaches of such as find fault.
Are we among those who turn back from His faith? And are we going to be replaced by those who love Allah more?
Na’uzubillah
It is the song of Yusof Islam that you are hearing now. Please..please do not turn off the player or speaker, hear this short song, and try to digest the lyric.
When the Zionist la’natullah is dismantling the al-Aqsa, some of us still drinking Coca Cola.
When we heard our Muslim families live in cold during the winter, we would rather spend our money for Starbucks coffee to warm our body than giving sadaqah.
While the little one is killed while their faces smile, we still live in the world full of ignorance. Ignorant to what happen to our muslim families.
While we heard this little children loss their limbs, their hands, having no future, we are still in the world full of temporary enjoyment.
WHEN ARE WE GOING TO THINK ABOUT COMING BACK TO ISLAM?
Is it the time when our country become Bosnia & Herzegovina? To keep the long story short, they had forgotten their Islam, they became weak, the Serb killed them.
I met a guy during a journey of mine to Balkan. I think he is thirty++ years old. To me he confess when we met at one of the mosque in Mostar, ‘I know Islam only three years back brother. I am shame to you’
And when I asked him about his family, he said to me ‘ I divorced my wife, because she asked me to. Why? because she dislike me going back to Islam’ And his eyes watered…if you think I am exagerating this story, ask Maie and Anep if they still remember……..
Subhanallah….
In our case, we would rather miss solat just to spend time watching movies with girlfriend……What is our imaan level to the brother that I met in Mostar? He knew Islam only three years back, and we can read fatihah when we were three years old, yet our iman is….think about it yourself…
SELAMATKAN AL-AQSA
‘ There will be a time when almost every human being collectively united to destroy you as if they are hungry.’
Then sahabat asked, ‘ Are we going to be small in number ya rasulullah?’
He replied,’No, you will be large in number, but you will be just like oceans bubble. The kafir would not have shame to do that to you, and within yourheart there is a disease called wahan’
Sahabat asked again, ‘ What is wahan ya Rasulullah?’
Rasulullah said,’ It means, your hearts are full with worldly life love, and scared of death’
Sadaqta wa bararta ya Rasulullah.
No wonder Muslims who have beard were shot at Edgware road by policemen on the reason of acting suspiciously as terrorists when someone said during Rasulullah time there was no Gillette to shave.
No wonder Muslims were killed everywhere when a producer would rather continue the live talkshow when someone in the talkshow is talking crap about our prophet household matters.
No wonder Muslims women who wear hijab were seen as a symbol of sexism of Islam when some group of Muslim are trying to liberalise the Islam, by legalising the haraam and illegalising the halaal.
Why should we surprise when a cartoonist pictured Rasulullah as a terrorist when a Muslim who does not even know who Rasulullah is, yet talking blatantly and clamourously about him.
Why should we surprise when a baby were thrown down from an apartment in a black rubbish bin, when the discos and night clubs are visited mostly by Muslim teenagers. Yet when they were arrested for drinking, those who did the nahi munkar were tortured by one of the ministers in that country.
Why should we surprise when we were told that a family lives by eating siput babi when millions, I repeat MILLIONS of ringgit of PPRT money were stolen by the someone who has power in that ministry. And who is the someone is still a mystery up until now…as the mystery has not been solved yet.
I wonder sometimes, why there isn’t enough time for us (as students) to do this and that. Reason; because we do not do things that increase our imaan, we do not do many good deeds, we do not join together and advice each other in the mutual teaching of truth, and of patience and constancy. Surah al-asr explains this very well.
No wonder Muslim countries cannot unite, when even during the haj we put our self interest before our ummah interest.
No wonder….
let us bring the izzah of Islam back….
