Mengapa kita mengeluh?..

Salam..

KENAPA MANUSIA SERING MENGELUH?...terlalu banyak yang dikeluh kesah sehingga kita merasakan dunia tidak adil..Bahkan sampai ke tahap merasakan Pencipta kita yang tidak adil...mengapa?...tanya diri kenapa...kadang kadang apabila kita tanya kepada diri sendiri kita memperolehi jawapan yang mengenakan diri kita..Lantas kita mencari alasan supaya kita boleh mempersalahkan kelemahan kita atas perbuatan orang lain..

Contohnya..kenapa aku tidak dapat keputusan cemerlang dalam ujian,sedangkan aku belajar bersungguh-sungguh...(sedangkan yang kita katakan bersungguh sungguh tu bukannya istiqamah pun)..lantas kita menyalahkan ibu bapa sebab tak menghantar kita ke tution sedangkan rakan lain yang mendapat straight A mempunyai tution..kita sengaja mencari mencari alasan agar kita tak dipersalahkan...kita mengeluh tak sudah-sudah macam dunia nak hancur...menangis dan meraung-raung tak tentu hala..sehinggakan sampai ke satu tahap kita ambil jalan mudah dengan makan pil penenang berlebihan..tatkala itu syaitan memainkan peranan nya,mencucuk kita tanpa kita sedari ,akhirnya nyawa kita sendiri dipertaruhkan..

dan kita menyalahkan syitan kerana menghasut kita..tapi pernahkah kita terfikir bahawa sejak dahulu lagi syitan sudah berjanji bahawa akan menghasut anak adam sehingga sehingga nyawa kita dicabutkan..jadi buat apa kita hendak menyalahkan syaitan..umpama lagu bangau oh bangau..menyalahkan satu demi satu tanpa ada kesudahan...

Jadi mesti anda tertanya-tanya nak salahkan sapa .?...(buka minda , tanya diri , selami akal dengan rasional)

Kadang-kadang kita mengeluh tanpa memikirkan bahawa dengan Allah menutup satu jalan ,Allah telah membuka lebih banyak jalan buat kita..cuma kita ni yang kadang-kadang dikaburi oleh kesusahan yang kita sendiri cipta...buat yang masih belajar,kita sering mengeluh yang ibu bapa tak pernah beri wang saku yang cukup , ibu bapa senyiasa mengkongkong diri kita dan sebagainya..tapi pernah kah kita tanya berapa banyak wang yang ibu bapa kita guna untuk keperluan diri kita sendiri berbanding wang yang mereka gunakan untuk membesarkan kita..fikir-fikirkanlah..dan pernahkah kita terfikir bahawa kanak-kanak di Palestin hanya memikirkan bahawa dapatkah mereka hidup sampai saat ini dan ada makanan kah untuk mereka makan..lihatlah perbezaan kita dan mereka..jauh bukan?.....

Oleh itu , sentiasa bersyukur dan bersangka baik dengan apa-apa yang kita hadapi..kita usaha bersungguh-sungguh , berdoa kepada Allah dan tawakal...kalau kita nak kejayaan kita mestilah minta kepada the owner..dan ingatlah bahawa setiap apa yang kita dapat adalah setimpal dengan usaha yang kita lakukan..

Yaya percaya dan yakin bahawa Allah maha adil..segala perkara yang ikhlas kita lakukan pasti akan mendapat ganjarannya..kalau kita kata Allah tidak adil , masakan orang yang bukan Islam boleh mendapat kekayaan dan kemenangan kerana hak Allah boleh menyekat rezeki mereka , kerana Allah adil lah mereka diberikan ganjaran yang setimpal dengan usaha yang mereka lakukan yakni bersungguh-sungguh..

Sampai sini sajalah coretan Yaya untuk kali ini , andaikata ada yang tersilap harap ditegur..jumpa lagi!!!

Open Your Eyes-Maher Zain

Open Your Eyes

Look around yourselves
Can’t you see this wonder
Spreaded infront of you
The clouds floating by
The skies are clear and blue
Planets in the orbits
The moon and the sun
Such perfect harmony

Let’s start question in ourselves
Isn’t this proof enough for us
Or are we so blind
To push it all aside..
No..

We just have to
Open our eyes, our hearts, and minds
If we just look bright to see the signs
We can’t keep hiding from the truth
Let it take us by surprise
Take us in the best way
(Allah..)
Guide us every single day..
(Allah..)
Keep us close to You
Until the end of time..

Look inside yourselves
Such a perfect order
Hiding in yourselves
Running in your veins
What about anger love and pain
And all the things you’re feeling
Can you touch them with your hand?
So are they really there?

Lets start question in ourselves
Isn’t this proof enough for us?
Or are we so blind
To push it all aside..?
No..

We just have to
Open our eyes, our hearts, and minds
If we just look bright to see the signs
We can’t keep hiding from the truth
Let it take us by surprise
Take us in the best way
(Allah..)
Guide us every single day..
(Allah..)
Keep us close to You
Until the end of time..

When a baby’s born
So helpless and weak
And you’re watching him growing..
So why deny
Whats in front of your eyes
The biggest miracle of life..

We just have to
Open our eyes, our hearts, and minds
If we just look quiet we’ll see the signs
We can’t keep hiding from the truth
Let it take us by surprise
Take us in the best way
(Allah..)
Guide us every single day..
(Allah..)
Keep us close to You
Until the end of time..

Open your eyes and hearts and minds
If you just look bright to see the signs
We can’t keep hiding from the truth
Let it take us by surprise
Take us in the best way
(Allah..)
Guide us every single day..
(Allah..)
Keep us close to You
Until the end of time..

Allah..
You created everything
We belong to You
Ya Robb we raise our hands
Forever we thank You..
Alhamdulillah..

LOVE..

Salam..

I want to share a story that i wrote last year during my english tuition class.Perhaps it was the best essay i ever wrote in my secondary life...hehehee.
.(can you find the meaning of love from this story?...)

This question had always popped in my mind ‘who were my parents?’‘Everyday we pray together so someone will adopt us as their children.We were the boys from Saint Anthony’s orphanage.At this time any boys who were not adopted will be sent to join the army. Being a soldier is a very harsh job. So , if anyone came to choose us , we will dress in our best uniform . Most of the villagers liked boys who were tall and tough , so that they could helped in the field.

One day , we were asked to stand in a line . We knew that someone was coming to adopt on of us. So , when the handsome young man came in the door , everyone was silent.Father Joseph told that he was looking for his long lost brother.He looked at us one by one. He then came towards me and smiled. He told Father Joseph that I was his lost brother. Father Joseph said that he might be wrong because I was not an ordinary boy.I had lost my left arm since I was a baby. That explained the fact that why I had not been adopted for a long time. However , the man just smiled

‘ It’s okay.I know my brother’ he said and asked me to pack my belongings. After I packed my things , he lead me to his carriage. I waved to my friends. He told that we were going to London and his name was Benjamin. He said that he was not my brother nor any of my relatives. He just made the whole story in front of the priest to convince him to adopt me. Although that was not I wanted to hear but I accepted it without question.

When we arrived in London two days after , we stayed in a house behind a big factory. ‘Why are you bringing someone?’ asked Nathen , Benjamin’s friend.’We need him for us to gain money,we could use him to beg money’,Benjamin replied.Nathen was once a school teacher , but after getting involved with gang robbery he was wanted by the police. That night Benjamin asked me what I really wanted in life. So I bluntly said that I wanted to meet my parents.His face changed after I said that.

That morning , around three Benjamin and Nathen brought me to the graveyard. Benjamin started to dig a hole in one of the graves. I was still sleepy and had not a clue what was going on.Then I saw Benjamin pulled gold teeth from a dead man.I vomited out.I saw worms coming out from the dead man’s mouth.Benjamin also collected jewellary used by the man.Now I realized that I was involve with grave robbery.I was asked to wait near the carriage incase if someone came,then I would blow the flute.

The next morning we went to meet a dentist.The dentist examined the teeth brought by Benjamin.Mostly he shook his head without saying anything.Finally he then said that the teeth were not that valuable.The real teeth under the gold were rotten.Nathen was angry and went out from the clinic.Benjamin led me outside the clinic.

That evening , I was forced to wear dirty clothes. Benjamin then brought me to the market and gave me money. “What an innocent boy , handicapped at a young age, let us all help you,” he said. A young lady who heard what he said and gave me money.That night I collected a lot of money for Benjamin and Nathen to pay the house rent.They even used extra money to gamble,but unfortunately they lost.They came home drunk and smelled sour.

The next morning I was forced to snatch valuable things from the people in the market.After observing Nathen’s skill in snatching he then asked me to try. Benjamin and Nathen waited near the corner of the market in case something happened.Before lunch I managed to snatched 4 handkerchiefs and 3 wallets. Unfortunately, that afternoon, I was caught by the policeman. Nathen and Benjamin could not do anything,they ran away to save themselves.

I was sent to the boy’s home.We were forced to work night and day.We helped to soak the bottles in a hot water.My hand burnt and swollen. I was bullied by them and was not given enough food. Every night I prayed so someone came to rescue me from this godforsaken place.The next week Benjamin and Nathen came to the boy’s home with a letter in their hand.They told the officers that I was the governor’s nephew.Benjamin whispered to me that the letter was fake. I was released.

We were heading our way to Mexico to start a new life. “You thought we are leaving you, ain’t you?’Benjamin asked. ‘No,I knew that you’ll come to rescue me’ I replied with relief in my face.Benjamin told me the whole story of my parents. He was actually my father’s brother. My parents were both dead. My father was killed by my mother’s father who did not approve their marriage. My mother could not face the fact that her husband was dead so she killed herself. My grandfather blamed me for what had happened and wanted to kill me. So Benjamin had to sent me away to the orphanage. He had promised himself to take me back after everything settled. Now I was glad that I knew my parentage.Although Benjamin and Nathan were criminals i still love them rather then being a child laborers in the orphanage.Actually both of them were good hearted and thought me about life even though they steal for a living.

Mummy...

Salam..
baru sebentar mak yaya sent yaya satu e-mail..so touching and membuka minda supaya kita sebagai anak muhasabahkan diri...:

Renung renung kanlah !!!

-Bila seronok, aku cari....pasanganku
-Bila sedih, aku cari....Mak
-Bila berjaya, aku ceritakan pada....pasanganku
-Bila gagal, aku ceritakan pada....Mak
-Bila bahagia, aku peluk erat....pasanganku
-Bila berduka, aku peluk erat....Emakku
-Bila nak bercuti, aku bawa....pasanganku
-Bila sibuk, aku hantar anak ke rumah....Mak
-Bila sambut valentine.. Aku bagi hadiah pada pasanganku
-Bila sambut hari ibu...aku cuma dapat ucapkan "Selamat Hari Ibu"
-Selalu.. aku ingat pasanganku
-Selalu.... Mak ingat kat aku
-Bila-bila... aku akan talipon pasanganku
-Entah bila... aku nak talipon Mak
-Selalu...aku belikan hadiah untuk pasanganku
-Entah bila... aku nak belikan hadiah untuk Emak
-Renungkan:
-"Kalau kau sudah habis belajar dan berkerja...
-bolehkah kau kirim wang untuk Mak?
-Mak bukan nak banyak... lima puluh ringgit sebulan pun cukuplah".

-Berderai air mata jika kita mendengarnya........

-Tapi kalau Mak sudah tiada..........
-MAKKKKK...RINDU MAK.... RINDU SANGAT....

-Berapa ramai yang sanggup menyuapkan ibunya....
-berapa ramai yang sanggup mencuci muntah ibunya.....
-berapa ramai yang sanggup. mengantikan lampin ibunya.....
-berapa ramai yang sanggup..... membersihkan najis ibunya.......
-berapa ramai yang sanggup....... membuang ulat dan membersihkan luka kudis ibunya....
-berapa ramai yang sanggup berhenti kerja untuk menjaga ibunya.....

-Dan akhir sekali berapa ramai yang sembahyang JENAZAH ibunya......

Akhir kata SAYANGILAH IBUBAPA KITA,TANPA MEREKA KITA TIADA DIMUKA DUNIA INI......DAN TANPA MEREKA,SAPALA KITA...TUL TAK????..fikir-fikirkan dan selamat beramal..

What is a youth?...

What is a youth-Romeo and Juliet

What is a youth? Impetuous fire.
What is a maid? Ice and desire.
The world wags on.

A rose will bloom
It then will fade
So does a youth.
So do-o-o-oes the fairest maid.

Comes a time when one sweet smile
Has its season for a while...Then love's in love with me.
Some they think only to marry, Others will tease and tarry,
Mine is the very best parry. Cupid he rules us all.
Caper the cape, but sing me the song,
Death will come soon to hush us along.
Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall.
Love is a task and it never will pall.
Sweeter than honey...and bitter as gall
Cupid he rules us all

-its a love song with deep meaning...love to hear it over and over,now yaya is learning to play it on guitar..huis,tapi yaya belum lagi berkesempatan tengok movie dier,hmm..perhaps one fine day i'

ll see the movie...

Happy..

Salam everyone..

Yaya gembira sangat semalam sebab yaya berkesempatan tengok Mr.Peter Korbel dari Germany main guitar..He is one of the profesional guitarist.He had play guitar in many countries..I went to the concert with Jasmin.That was our first time heard the Sarawak State Symphony Orchestra doing performance...The place was at Auditorium Tun Ahmad Zaidi Adruce,Kuching.They were totally superb.

Some of the song that were played:Concerto in D Major
Romaniam Rhapsodie

Hope that i can attend concert liken this again..hopefully one day i can play well like them..Ameen.

Cubaan..

salam..

heloo semua...yaya nak try buat blog,since most of my friends dah ada satu..so tak nak lah ketinggalan juga.Besides,writting a blog is one of the medium for me to do my 'luahan rasa hati' or in the short way formal diary..so,selamat membaca...

p/s-sebarang kritikan yang membina amatlah dihargai..TQ