of Lost and Found

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ

now now, after the small 'publicity' in facebook, i think the story is worthy enough to be kept in here, right? for those who don't know, here goes:


so it was the day that i was finally heading back home to Dublin after spending my lonely week at Carlow for my GP placement. it was a beautiful sunny Friday, as i plugged in my earphones, listening to some songs in my beloved iPod while waiting for the designated train heading back to Houston Rail Station. It was a pretty Friday, i even snapped a picture!. :P

Anyways, so the train finally came and after hustling with my huge heavy bag, i took off my coat (cause it was boiling hot in the coach) and sat beside a smiling Indian uncle, who asked me that one-million-dollar question that goes: "Malaysian?" so straight away i removed the earphones, with the Ipod still in my coat, and i chit-chat away with the nice uncle from Melaka, all through the one-hour journey back to Dublin.

so what happened in between (in which i only deduced this when i was on my way back home on the bus) was that i heard a sudden clatter halfway through the journey in the train. i remembered checking my bag but  i was too absorbed chatting away with the Uncle that i brushed it off; and that sound (i'm pretty sure) was actually my Ipod slipping out of the coat's pocket onto the floor, under my seat. heh.

When we reached Houston, i took my bags, and my coat, said goodbye to the Uncle, took one last look at my seat just to scan if i left anything and head straight out. it was when i was on the Dublin bus back home that i realized my iPod was missing. and almost instantly, i was sure of the whole 'clatter sound' incident in the train. my first thought: "hadoy. there goes my jodoh with the iPod." but i did what i had to do, i emailed the station's website and reported the missing item and prayed for the best. back home, I was having my usual post-travelling unilateral headache that i was more concerned with having a nap. =,=''

but interestingly i didn't feel sad or anything. a part of me felt that there's nothing much i can do about it, and another part of me thought that since this happened on a day of barakah, maybe Allah just wanted to take it away from me since it might do me more harm than good. so i dozed off with these thoughts only to be woken up later by my housemate: "ada orang post dalam facebook!" and i guess the rest is history. :)

the mystery guy's name is actually Mr David Cooke. he emailed me afterwards :) and truthfully, i find myself out of words while replying to his emails. cause thank you is really not enough. he was and is willing to go through all the hassle to give me back my iPod. apparently the driver didn't want to take the iPod, so David asked if i want it posted. in which i said yes, and i asked for his bank account to pay him back etc. and here's his reply; (terharu kuasa kuda~~~)


i guess the Likes that we can see from the status all came from the fact that it's definitely rare to find people like him back home. the same questions will definitely strike us all;

why didn't he take it?
was it because of the values he holds to?
how can those values be so strong for him to push him to do good deeds?

and interestingly, it's much harder for these values to be practiced by us Muslims. not just the Malaysians, but Muslims everywhere, even in Makkah; where slippers can go missing at Masjidil Haram. =,=''

and the question comes back to us Muslims;
us, who knew that Allah is Watching,
us, who knew that we are never alone,
us, who knew that all our actions are accountable for,
why can't we uphold the values that Islam preaches?

tepuk dada, tanya iman.


i may have Lost my iPod for a while;

yes, it's been a tiny bit embarrassing.
yes, kakak sarcastically asked me:
"yan, do you have to let the world know you lost your iPod?"
yes, those RCSI  girls even came up with their own version of story;
that i made that whole status up for some cheap limelight (haha);

but i think we all have Found the best of reminders from the kindness of a stranger.

and to anyone who reads this,
do help me thank this kind-hearted man by making a prayer with me;
semoga Allah kurniakan dia hidayah;
semoga Allah kembalikan dia ke fitrah,
semoga Allah temukan dia dengan Islam.
Aamiin ya Rabb. 


إِنَّ اللَّهَ يَأْمُرُكُمْ أَن تُؤَدُّوا الْأَمَانَاتِ إِلَىٰ أَهْلِهَا وَإِذَا حَكَمْتُم بَيْنَ النَّاسِ أَن تَحْكُمُوا بِالْعَدْلِ إِنَّ اللَّهَ نِعِمَّا يَعِظُكُم بِهِ 
إِنَّ اللَّهَ كَانَ سَمِيعًا بَصِيرًا
"Sesungguhnya Allah menyuruh kamu menyampaikan amanat kepada yang berhak menerimanya, dan (menyuruh kamu) apabila menetapkan hukum di antara manusia supaya kamu menetapkan dengan adil. Sesungguhnya Allah memberi pengajaran yang sebaik-baiknya kepadamu. Sesungguhnya Allah adalah Maha Mendengar lagi Maha Melihat."


mind rant #16: bebelan minda

Sing a Song

i know how some friends hate it when a blog has a background song in it. some girls came up to me saying that when they visit my blog, they'd mute their speakers first, then continued reading. but what can i do? i like listening to songs that i love when i'm in here. :) it's been a while since i have one playing in the background. the last one didn't work cause the original website was closed. but after googling some tips and tricks, i managed to learn how to embed one in the blog again. heh. so bear with me will ya? if you can't then you always have the 'mute' option. *wink*


this song caught me the first time when i heard it in the background of a show i watched. i heard only the first line of the song, and i quickly googled it. :) yup. that's how fast i fall in love with songs really. and my search was a worthy one as the lyrics was so nice that i wanted to share it in here.

some say that life, you can't rewind
even when time is on your side.
some say that pain, it makes you strong
and you find the strength to carry on.

some say that tears are meant to fall
what good is crying after all
there are mistakes you cant undo
then they bring out the best in you.

nice isn't it? :) 
note to self to learn the chords and sing with abah this summer. hehe (sempat lagi)  :)

Hidup kita Sama

sometimes we feel that our lives are so much different if compared to the lives of others. but at the end of the day, we all ended up learning the same thing. contohnya the value of sabar. doctors learn it from the patients they see. office workers learn it from the scrutiny they get from the evil lady-bosses. mothers learn it from the tantrums their children threw. politicians learn it from the false stories (fitnah) being spread about them. while those in wars learn it from the deaths they've to see.

in the end Allah teaches us all the same thing everyday. planting the value of sabar into our hearts; albeit the different experiences (and the different level, of course). and one can only marvel at all the other values that Allah plants in our hearts everyday, with or without us realizing it. and they are all meant to bring us back to Him. so look harder, think deeper, and be thankful for the lives that we are leading. cause it all stems from the same root, and is growing towards the same direction; 

from Allah, and towards Allah. 

enough of rambling for tonight.
selamat malam.


Little Boolats

umar and airaa
Aunty Chik pengsan.




بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ


just another day in the B&B, decided to rest my head for a while and scroll the facebook newsfeed.

"hate the sin, help the person."
-AbdulBary Yahya-

i attended his talk in Dublin once. my short term memory can't really remember exactly when was it. Since then i've been following his facebook page. and Syeikh Abdul Bary Yahya's awesome quotes would always fill the newsfeed. and i do what i do best too. Like. or Share. today i chose Like.

i scrolled down some more.

and found a video entitled:
"Peragut Kena Tibai Depan Klinik Ibnu Sinar Kemaman."


what would have been the best thing to do?
what if he was not beaten up and shouted at in front of the crowd?
what if the one yang diragut shielded him from the angry crowd, and forgave him?
what would he say if someone was to talk to him one-to-one?
would he be just another junkie, not having enough money to buy more crap? 
or would there be more to the story? has he a sick mom at home?
has he not been to school all his life, so he does not have any jobs and is desperate for some food?
has he a sick child at home? has he no home?

all these endless possibilities. 

hate the sin.
everybody manages to do that. we all can. at that moment, at that time. everybody came together to hate this sinful thing this man had done.

help the person.
something that nobody would think of. at that moment, at that time. maybe we all wouldn't too when we are caught up in that kind of situation. wallahua'lam.

hate the sin, help the person.
i guess it's a mantra that's easier said than done.
but it wouldn't hurt to remind ourselves of it every so often.
with the hope that when our moment comes,
it wouldn't be just another mantra.


*nota kaki*
hati tengah sakit. sakit yang amat.
mohon doa dari sesiapa pun.
jazakumullahu khairan. :')


Tentang Mr E

no, it's not about Mr Emran, Mr Edi, or Mr Erwansyah.
it's all about Mr Ego.


thanks to Google, i've picked one definition of Ego, in which it's defined as an inflated feeling of pride in your superiority to others. and though many agree that ego is  important as a booster of self-confidence especially in times of need, i think that Ego is somewhat not welcomed in our Deen.

we often hear the saying; 
"If you've got it, flaunt it."
and we, more often than we thought, do this flaunting thing rather awesomely. =,=''

pretty girls flaunt their pretty faces.
boys flaunt their 10hours-at-the-gym abs.
brainies flaunt their intelligence with their straight As and best answers.
those who write well flaunt their fluency with complicated words that only Thesaurus knows.
those who speak well flaunt their awesomeness in debates, public speeches and so on.
and wealthy people basically flaunt their wealth. 

don't get me wrong, having all these things is not a sin; you can have wealth, the awesome ability to write or to speak, the pretty faces, the brains and even the brawn; the only thing wrong here is when we flaunt it. sometimes we may do it rather obviously, and other times, we'd do it discreetly. and the scariest part of all, is when our hearts do all the flaunting. because when we thought that everyone else doesn't see it, there's always One who sees it. huhu~

so why is it wrong? 
simply said, everything we have in this world, are not ours.
so how can we flaunt them?
how can we feel proud  of having them?
how can we feel this superiority of owning them?
when all of it comes from Allah's Rahmat and Allah's Blessings?

but we forget.
and that has always been the real underlying cause.

and the only key to kill Mr Ego is to be reminded. sometimes by the people around us. and if we're lucky enough Allah will remind us through ujian, dugaan dan cabaran that He has perfectly prepared for us. insyaAllah.

and so here's a reminder to self and everyone out there,
"if you've got it, don't flaunt it.
say Alhamdulillah."

إِذَا مَسَّ ٱلۡإِنسَـٰنَ ضُرٌّ۬ دَعَانَا ثُمَّ إِذَا خَوَّلۡنَـٰهُ نِعۡمَةً۬ مِّنَّا قَالَ إِنَّمَآ أُوتِيتُهُ ۥ عَلَىٰ عِلۡمِۭ‌ۚ 
بَلۡ هِىَ فِتۡنَةٌ۬ وَلَـٰكِنَّ أَكۡثَرَهُمۡ لَا يَعۡلَمُونَ

Maka apabila manusia ditimpa bahaya ia menyeru Kami, 
kemudian apabila Kami berikan kepadanya ni’mat dari Kami ia berkata: 
"Sesungguhnya aku diberi ni’mat itu hanyalah karena kepintaranku". 
Sebenarnya itu adalah ujian, tetapi kebanyakan mereka itu tidak mengetahui.
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