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Wednesday, August 06, 2008
hijrah itu berpindah dari satu tempat/keadaan ke satu tempat/keadaan yang lebih baik.InsyaAllah akan cuba istiqamah selepas ini menulis di sini. Doakan semoga hijrah ini disertai dengan amalan hati dan jasmani, bukan setakat hijrah bentuk penulisan dan penyampaian. Amin.
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Saturday, June 21, 2008
PEPERIKSAAN: ANTARA CITA-CITA DAN REALITI
artikel di bawah dipetik dari majalah al-falah keluaran sebelum exam. Mungkin dah terlambat untuk kanak-kanak newcastle, but it might be helpful to all others yang masih di ambang exam. good luck!:
Musim peperiksaan sudah hampir tiba. Masing-masing sibuk
mengulit buku-buku, nota-nota dan gambar-gambar. Perpustakaan tiba-tiba penuh
luar biasa. Aktiviti-aktiviti masa senggang banyak yang ditinggalkan demi memberi
penumpuan kepada peperiksaan. Debaran peperiksaan sungguh kuat sehingga ramai
yang menjadi gelisah hanya memikirkan tentangnya.
Lebih-lebih lagi, untuk yang bergelar pelajar perubatan di
bumi Newcastle
ini, ramai yang sedia maklum tentang cabaran getir melalui peperiksaan dan
mengapa lulus itu sangat-sangat mustahak. Antara lulus dan gagal, ada satu
jurang yang besar. Gagal bukan sahaja bermakna terpaksa mengulangi semester
tersebut, malah ia juga bermakna terpaksa menambah tempoh pengajian, terpaksa berhadapan
dengan risiko ditamatkan penajaan, terpaksa berhadapan dengan ibu-bapa dan
keluarga, dan yang paling getir,
terpaksa berhadapan dengan diri sendiri, mempersoalkan bagaimana ia boleh
berlaku sedangkan segala usaha telah dicurahkan, cuba mencari di mana kesilapan
diri dan cuba meyakinkan diri bahawa peluang masih ada.
Bukan niat penulis untuk menakut-nakutkan pembaca dengan isu
gagal ini, tetapi kita perlu membuat persiapan mental bagi menghadapi sebarang
kemungkinan. Pertama sekali, kita perlu meletakkan keyakinan sepenuhnya kepada
Allah dan meyakini bahawa segala perancanganNya adalah yang terbaik.
Sepertimana firman Allah dalam surah Al-Baqarah, “Tetapi boleh jadi kamu tidak
menyenangi sesuatu, padahal itu baik bagimu, dan boleh jadi kamu menyukai
sesuatu, padahal itu tidak baik bagimu” (216) Allah sentiasa mengetahui
yang terbaik untuk hambaNya. Di sini kita perlu ingat bahawa tujuan kita
menjadi doktor adalah untuk menyelamatkan nyawa manusia. Mungkin,hikmah di
sebalik kegagalan dalam peperiksaan itu ialah supaya kita mempunyai lebih masa
untuk mendalami ilmu itu dengan lebih tekun
sehingga kita akhirnya menjadi seorang doktor yang lebih baik di masa depan.
Mungkin juga kerana Allah tahu bahawa kita belum bersedia.
Hakikatnya, ramai tokoh-tokoh yang hebat lahir dari golongan
mereka yang gagal berkali-kali tetapi setiap kali mereka gagal bangun kembali
dengan gagah membetulkan kesilapan yang lalu. Saya pernah diberitahu oleh
seorang doktor yang hebat yang dalam perjalanannya untuk menjadi seorang
doktor, dia pernah menghadapi kegagalan. Tetapi dia tidak menjadikan itu suatu
alasan untuk berputus asa. Dia tidak berasa tertekan melihat rakan-rakannya
terus maju ke depan sedangkan dia terpaksa mengulang semester yang sama, kerana
dia sentiasa memberitahu dirinya, ‘Biarkan orang lain berlari, aku akan terus
berjalan sehingga aku sampai ke destinasiku’. Dan akhirnya dia
betul-betul sampai ke tempat yang dituju dan menjadi seorang doktor yang hebat.
Ingatlah, gagal dalam peperiksaan itu juga boleh menjadi
satu bentuk cubaan Allah terhadap hambaNya. Mereka yang gagal itu mungkin
sahaja mereka yang rajin belajar dan telah mencurahkan segala daya usaha mereka
tetapi Allah hendak menguji mereka dengan ujian yang kecil. Ingatlah firman
Allah, “Apakah kamu mengira bahawa kamu akan masuk syurga, padahal belum nyata
bagi Allah orang yang berjihad di antara kamu,dan belum nyata orang-orang yang
sabar” (3:142) Setiap dari kita akan diuji oleh Allah, cuma mungkin
dalam bentuk-bentuk yang berbeza. Selagi kita menaruh sepenuh kepercayaan
terhadap janji-janji Allah, insyaAllah Dia tidak akan mempersiakan doa kita.
Dan ingatlah juga bahawa setiap kesukaran yang kita tempuhi bukan
penamat kepada segala cita-cita kita. Sepertimana firman Allah di dalam surah
Al-Insyirah, “Maka sesungguhnya bersama kesulitan ada kemudahan” (5), dan
Allah menegaskan sekali lagi dalam ayat seterusnya, “Sesungguhnya bersama kesulitan
ada kemudahan”. Sekiranya kita berpegang teguh dengan kalimat-kalimat
ini kita akan mendapat ketenangan dan kita akhirnya akan menyedari betapa
besarnya hikmah dari segala yang berlaku.
Saya sendiri mempunyai rakan-rakan yang telah dan pernah
merasai peritnya sebuah kegagalan itu. Dan saya melihat betapa kuatnya mereka
ini. Dari luarannya mereka mungkin nampak kerdil tetapi dalam diri mereka ada
jiwa yang teguh dan tidak mengenal erti putus asa. Walaupun pahit mereka tetap
mengutip kekuatan diri dan terus tegak mengharungi kepahitan itu. Dari manakah
mereka memperoleh kekuatan sebesar itu? Pastinya dari kepercayaan yang kukuh
kepada Allah dan pengharapan sepenuhnya kepadaNya, Yang Maha Pengasih lagi Maha
Penyayang.
Akhir sekali, ingatlah juga kata-kata dari Henry Ford ini,
ketika orang-orang di sekelilingnya langsung tidak menaruh kepercayaan
kepadanya dalam usahanya membina sebuah kenderaan yang tidak memerlukan tenaga
fizikal untuk digerakkan, dia hanya berkata, “Aku tidak akan berhenti membuat
sesuatu sehingga aku menamatkannya”. Jalan boleh menjadi sangat berliku
sehingga kita tidak punya harapan dan keyakinan untuk menjumpai jalan keluar,
tetapi selagi kita mempunyai azam untuk terus mencari jalan keluar itu, kaki
kita akan terus juga melangkah.
Selamat maju jaya diucapkan kepada semua yang akan menempuh
peperiksaan. Marilah kita mendoakan kejayaan setiap dari kita.
“Dan janganlah kamu (merasa) lemah, dan jangan (pula) bersedih hati,
sebab kamu paling tinggi (darjatnya), jika kamu orang yang beriman” (3:139)
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Friday, June 20, 2008
kepala pening kerana berfikir yang bukan-bukan.
yang bukan-bukan. bukan apa?
sigh~~~~~
yesterday, we closed our excursion in Gosford (yes, excursion, only because i thought i did well in the short cases, if not it wud have better been a 'long tochuring moments') with ice skating. yes, ice skating, a new sport i've fallen in love with and will be joined in to my short list of what i like to do when exam is over. fun is one thing, but the lesson is even bigger.
i learned that, to be able to skate on ice, though skill is important, it is not as helpful as believing that you can do it. confident. because the only one thing that cud prevent you from skating is your fear of falling down.
this was exactly what i learned. that everytime i thought of 'what if i fall?' was the very exact moment when i lost my balance. but when i told myself, "lantaklah, jatuh jatuh lah, bangun lah balik", i skid through the treacherous surface with ease (not so lah, but can lah). and i enjoyed it: falling and standing up again, gaining extra confident everytime.
and life is like that too. i would say so.
that the one thing that cud prevent or hinder you from gaining what you want is fear. Fear of something that cud happen, but not necessarily so. Fear is essential, yes. Fear cud be a driving factor motivating you to reach your target. But that cud only happen if you decide to 'fight the fear'. That you tell yourself i will walk (of skate) forward though i might fall. And also telling yourself, when i fall i will stand up straight and walk forward again, that falling down does not mean that i will not achieve what i want.
and where do you find such strength? everybody has their own strategy. some may have somebody beside her to keep the motivation up all along. Some prefer to take a break when it comes to hardship and continue when things become a bit better. but for me? my only reason is belief in Allah. That He will never abandon me despite what i did to Him. That He will always listen to me when I ask, thoguh before that i only seldomly call upon Him. That He will relent on me. That He will not leave me facing all the ordeals myself. That He is here, right beside me.
I am not saying that people around me have no influence whatsoever in my life. No. I am sure I won't be where i am now if not for my parents. I might have surrendered long time ago trying to pursue my dreams had my friends not told me that I can. But in the end, the only One that really gets me going not just by inspiring me to, but also making the path looks easier when before it seems like there's no way out, is solely Allah. The Almighty.
I wonder if I should play ice skating more often.
------------------------------------------------------------------ i've finished reading 'Wild Swans' by JUng Chang (as well as several other books), and i would proudly like to announce: Now I know why the Chinese are so hardworking and successful. And i know why the Malays never come close to what they achieve (in Malaysia) Do you know why? If you don't go and read the book. Then we can discuss.
Sadly, and finally i said bye bye to GOsford. The palce where i learnt a lot.
And of the many things that i learnt there one is, 'Good look is nothing'. elaboration later.
babai.
sekarang waktu untuk menyepi diri. mencari jalan menuju ilahi. (orang yang senang lupa memang perlu waktu-waktu begini)
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
sekarang ini ku merasakan sangat-sangat-sangat bersyukur kerana short cases exams are over. OVER.
Though we will not know the result till another 2 weeks or so, i have a good feeling about it. not saying that i'm very confident i'll pass, but at least i didn't screw up anything. 7 weeks of arduous practices proved to be worth while, with the motions of the cliniacl examinations went fine and smooth despite the pounding heart beats and perspirated arm pits and slightly flailing voice. haha. and for that i'm proud of myself. for being able to control my brain from being shut down as a complication of extreme fight or flight stimulation.
it was funny. right before we entered the battle fields, me and afiza were both having heavy adrenaline and sympathetic attacks. throats became dry, we felt nausea and were at the brink of purging out the small breakfast (reduced appetite too) we've taken earlier. not just that, the hearts suddenly went arrhythmic and out of control. my hands were perishingly cold (hehs), my colour hideous pale.
but Allah membantu hamba-hamabNya yang meminta :)
the everything i've described above stopped immediately after i was introduced to the patient and started the examination. suddnely the heart got back to its regular, normal rate stage. the perspiration stopped, and the confident rose up again.
apart from spending too long time listening to the heart sound (medical case) and percussing up and down up and down to find the upper edge of the liver in a very obese patient (surgical case), everything else was find. i heard the systolic ejection murmur that radiated to the the carotid artery, and was able to notice and examine an abdominal mass. and for both i came up with the correct diagnoses: the first one aortic stenosis and the second one a hernia. teh questions afterwards were straight forward and were those that we've gone through before, so that wasn't a problem either.
and the feedbacks i got afterwards: you did well, for both medical and surgical short cases. Alhamdulillah :) i hope we will all pass, all 7 of us. Amin.
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Monday, June 09, 2008
ok. ini untuk tunaikan janji. promise is a promise. untuk zadza azureen syafiqah ahmad fooad.
it has been ages since the last time i saw you. 2003 was the last time wasn't it? it's 5 years already but it felt just like yesterdays that we were together doing so many silly stuff together.
the silly stuff.
i don't understand why, but best friends always do silly stuff together. i don't know which one is right: is it the propensity to do silly things that got 2 people together, or that the getting together triggers the silly doings. and it produces a cycle: because we are both crazy, we got hooked together, and when we got together we became even crazier, and so we got hooked even more, and then we did even crazier stuff, it never ends. (until destiny separated us to pursue our own separate dreams)
but i still long for the good silly old days.
the sneaking to the tv room 12 at night to watch 'jack and jill'. do you still remember that? we hid under the couch when somebody passed by the tv room, leaving the tv on because we didn't have the time and gut to switch it off, and then the passer-by, usually a fierce pengawas will closed the tv and looked around the tv room to see if anyone's there, but always, and always, missed us.:)
and all the songs you introduced to me, they still stuck in my head till now. i remmeber we used to sing together the song'follow me' by uncle jack.we sang this song all the time at the study room especially when it was up on the speaker, when the radio station played the song. and 'baby, ahah-ahah'..hehehe..you showed me how to dance this song and how can i ever forget, you demonstarted it while we were walking along the gajah menyusur! (the long paved path connecting the hostel to the school building)and in no time i'd joined you, both dancing at the gajah menyusur like 2 crazy kids, but of course, when nobody was around (or so we thought).
and if you still remember, i think this one was after PMR, we thoguht we'd go out shopping together at the mundane teluk intan town and we ended up over-enjoying ourselves there, that we both were very tired afterwards and felt asleep on the way back to school and missed the stop at our school. so we went all the way to bagan dato'. hahaha. you and me. very panicked. luckily the bus driver was so kind to udnerstand what these two rascals have got themselves into, and kindly transferred us to another bus going back towards our school.
and all the stories we've shared. about my family. your family. my sister. your sisters. my brothers. your brothers. stroies about up and down in our lives. sharing passions. for me: sports and study. for you: happiness of others :) sharing secrets: about loves, hatreds, crushes. what we like to eat. what we don't. what we like to watch. what we don't. what we want to be. what we do not want to be. when we are going to get married. to whom. etcetra, and etcetra.
and all the other sweet memories, which include every second we spent together, in class, in hostel or anywhere.
and i'll put this down though i'm not sure if this will infuriate you or not: i remember that you've once got a cockroach named after you. muehehehehe. and i think it was bandi, the senior boy who caught the cockroach and called it zadza. was it not? i thought it was hilarious. ;p
and the bitter memories too.
like when we stayed at hostel when almost all other students went back home to prepare ourselves for the coming examination. And unlucky enough for us and especially to you, one of the boys decided it was a good night to break into the girls' hostel (for whatever reason i never wanted to know), only to came across you studying late at night and frightened you. poor thing. luckily he got frightened too and ran away.
and also when we drifted apart when we were a bit older, in our senior years. me with my dreams and ambitions. you with your stories and charms. we were separated into different classes after having been so close for 3 years and that really shattered our friendship (i mean, not just that, but lets not recall the too bitter things here). i do not want to blame myself, you, or anybody else. i looked at it as fate. something that has been destined and could not be changed had i or you attempted to mend it before.
and time passed.
and now i miss you so much. now that all the bitterness are gone, i really long to meet you and spend sometimes with you, and see if any crazy thing will come up again. say, if, if i go back home this year, will you care to meet me? ;) So dear zadza, i wish you all the best and i know you'll get the best in your life, because you are one very charming person who always brightens other people's days :) and know this: i love you so much. hehehhehehe
 jaja (the big one). i stole this form your friendster cuz i don't have any of your picture in my savings. sad :(
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Tuesday, June 03, 2008
lagi 2 minggu nak exam.. doakan kami di gosford berjaya. semoga semua di newcastle juga berjaya, insyaAllah. juga di mana-mana pun yang ada exam.
short cases awaiting. hari-hari kena praktis examination skills banyak banyak kali sampai lutut longgar. semoga kami akan jadik doktor yang bagus (walaupun lutut out)
kepada yang bercuti, selamat bercuti. kepada yang bekerja selamat bekerja. kepada yang menunggu, selamat terus menunggu, hahaha.
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Thursday, May 29, 2008
kegilaan kami ialah membaca - balqis dan afiza
between me and afiza, we can spend hours together just talking about books, just like what we did last night. afiza actually was in the mid of writing up her patient follow through report, while i, having been just come back from morrisset, was exhausted, and yet, talking about books made us forgot everything we were up to (or not up to), and thus we got hooked till almost midnight talking about the joy of reading.
we went from one book to the next one. afiza's list of books plus mine was simply huge. listless. on the top of afiza's list is the kite runner by khalid khosseini. i agree, it's a very good book. but my top of the list is surely: to kill a mockingbird by harper lee. it's simply undescribable; it's not the plot, maybe the language and wisdom, but it surely is the miracle that makes it so superb. and it's definitely one of the books that i just can't afford to put down before i reach the last page. ask my mum. i was at home last year while reading that book: i read the book during breakfast beside my plate of nasi goreng, i reluctantly agreed to go out shopping with my mum, and i only stopped for prayers. that's how hooked i was with the book. and until you read it yourself, you'll never undertsand my feeling.
among the books that we agreed are good: books by jodi picoult; but not all of them; nineteen minutes, my sister's keeper, keeping faith, are some of the good ones. john grisham is a thumb up too, (though the last time i read john grisham's one was years ago, shud start reading it again): the runnaway jury, pelican brief, the chamber. I've never read one but afiza said dan brown is good: the davinci code, angels and demons. Khaled khosseini of course: the kite runner and a thousand splendid suns (i gave this book to afiza as her birthdy present and she jumped up to the ceiling ;)) the sequels: apparently narnia is good, but i don't like harry potter or the lord of the ring, afiza said she just reads them because they are popular. the old literatures: pride and prejudice, sherlock holmes, the secret garden, the jungle book, oliver twist, journey to the centre of the earth, etc.
i also enjoy the non-fictions ones: making the cut: a journey of a man in becoming a surgeon is really good, written by mohammad khadra. as well as wild swans by jung chang, which i read halfway through and then stopped to focus on this ergional rotation. and among ohters that i can still remmebr: from beirut to jerusalem by dr.ang swee chai, mayada daughter of iraq, sophie's world (oh this is a really great one!).
and of course, i read faisal therani's too, the only malay novels that i like to read, and that i thought worth my time reading.
so you see, with this long list of books, it was no surprise at all if we even took the whole night talking and exchanging our experiences with these many books. we are just crazy book fans. indeed, to be given a book as a present really really really does make me happy. so thank you kak yani for giving me those set of books :) just can't wait till the end of the exam to indulge myself in book savouring again.
 terhenti separuh jalan
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
out of boredom while i was in my room (there's no internet in gosford's hostel), i browsed through the folders i have on my laptop, hoping to find anything interesting that i've not discovered yet but happen to be in my laptop. and sure enough, i found a big chunk of folder that i've neevr opened before. i think i got it transferred from kak yani's folder when i was getting many of her inetersting collections of photos, softwares, songs, electronic books, etc. this folder contains many inetresting articles. and there's this one article that really captures me and i think it's worth sharing it with others.
Those 'dirty rotten TERRORISTS'
Most revolutions began as guerrilla terrorism. The American Revolution started out as terrorist acts against England. The "Boston Tea Party" is a prime example of terrorism. Colonial revolutionaries sneaked aboard an English Tea Merchant Ships, where they threw thousands of dollars worth of tea into the Atlantic Ocean. Americans today think of that incident as a stride to freedom, but the English look at it as the beginning of countless terrorist acts.
In the 1930s and 1940s, the Jewish underground in Palestine was described as "TERRORIST." By 1942, the Holocaust was occurring, and liberal sympathy with the Jewish people had built up in the Western world. At that point, the terrorists of Palestine, who were Zionists, suddenly started to be described, by 1944-45, as "freedom fighters". You can find in some old books and posters pictures of Israeli Prime Ministers, like Menachem Begin, labeled as "Terrorists" - Reward 100,000 British pounds!
From 1969 to 1990 the PLO, the Palestine Liberation Organization, occupied the center stage as the terrorist organization. Yasir Arafat was described repeatedly by the great sage of American journalism, William Safire of the New York Times, as the "Chief of Terrorism."
In September 29, 1998, it was rather amusing to see a picture of Yasir Arafat to the right of President Bill Clinton. To his left is Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu. Just a few years earlier Yasir Arfat used to appear with this very menacing look and a gun appearing from his belt. I am sure you remember those pictures.
And do you remember the picture of President Reagan, in 1985 receiving a group of bearded men. These were very ferocious-looking men with turbans and flowing garments looking like they came from another century. President Reagan received them in the White House. After receiving them he spoke to the press. He pointed towards them, and said, "These are the moral equivalent of America's founding fathers". These were the Afghan Mujahiddin. They were at the time, guns in hand, battling the Evil Soviet Empire. They were the moral equivalent of our founding fathers!
Up until this time the old adage, "One man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter" was still valid. But now there is no such thing as a freedom fighter whether it is the oppressed fighting for liberty in Chechnya, Kashmir or Palestine. Every freedom fighter has been reduced to a "Dirty Rotten TERRORIST".
In August 1998, another American President ordered missile strikes from the American navy based in the Indian Ocean to kill Osama Bin Laden and his men in the camps in Afghanistan.
And yet again another President of the United States, in November 2001 launched a devastating campaign to 'Smoke these men from their caves'.
The embarrassing reminder is that Mr. Bin Laden, the great 'Satan of the East', was only a few years ago the moral equivalent of George Washington and Thomas Jefferson! Now of course Mr. Bin Laden is very angry over the fact that he has been demoted from the moral equivalent of the 'Founding Fathers' to the moral equivalent of Raspoutine.
The reason to recall these stories is to point out that the matter of terrorism is rather complicated. Terrorists change. The terrorist of yesterday is the hero of today, and the hero of yesterday becomes the terrorist of today. This is a serious matter of the constantly changing world of images in which we have to keep our heads straight to know what is terrorism and what is not. But more importantly, to know what causes it, and how to STOP it.
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Monday, May 26, 2008
check out who's birthday is on today. it's yee ping's!!!! happy 21st birthday dear. i'm sorry i can't be there to celebrate ur birthday this year, but we can do it belatedly as we always did with ur past birthdays, can't we? muehehe ;) I browsed through my files on my computer to find nice extravagant pictures of you, but i only found a couples. so sad :( it means that we have to spend more times together and take more photos :) anyhoo, here are some of the few photos i have of u. enjoy!!!
 yee ping
 yee ping and jiah
 i like this pic the ebst. ur attempt at wearing tudung, and u are so cute:)
again, happy birthday and enjoy it. don't get too stuff up with the exam. as if u will ever be lah kan, but just enjoy!
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Saturday, May 24, 2008
How can i be so dumb, stupid, and ignorant? It was afiza`s birthday, i was the only close friend she has in Gosford and i didn't even realize it was her birthday?? tsk..tsk..tsk.. sorry afiza, i'll get you a special birthday present tomorrow insyaALlah :)
chatting with afiza is always inspirational. so far, she has awed me by her interest in reading books, heaps of books. and because of her very wide readings, she has never failed to come up with very brilliant and thoughful ideas, which is the reason why talking with her is never a waste of time.
like 2 days ago, (a day before her birthday, Oh My God i'm feeling guilty again), when we stopped for a rest beside the lake after jogging from gosford hospital, she initiated an interesting topic. which was about marriage and why it's very important to think really carefully before you say yes to a marriage. she doesn't believe that love is the sole thing needed for a happy longlasting marriage. she believes that a good marriage is one where both spouses appreciate each other.
we discussed about the role of a wife. i told her that i have a friend, who will only marry a girl who is willing to be a fulltime housewife, no work just stays at home looking after kids.
in reply, afiza said she can tolerate such husband only, and only if he appreciates what his wife has to do as an honorable thing, i.e. he acknowledges that what his wife is sacrificing for is for the benefit of their kids and family, and not for the convinient of the husband. or in another way, the husband made such a request to ensure that their kids receive the best guidance from their own mother, and not because he wants his wife to be at home whenever he needs to be served.
and this surely is no small thing. i mean, just look at how many couples who had to face this issue after they've got married. the love that they've been holding on can be shattered just because they cannot decide on such an issue as the wife working or not. we agreed that this, is one of the many things couples shud discuss with, before or early in the marriage.
afiza also does not seem to like the idea of a woman being devoted only to her family, waht she meant by this was she believes that a woman has the same potential as a man in contributing to the society, so it is a waste if such potential is kept at home. she did not go against the idea of a woman being a housewife, but the housewife shud also do something that will make her active as well as contributing to the society. for example, a housewife can open a small business like sewing clothes, baking cakes, open a nursery, or even getting involved in politics and many sorts of movements, so that people wudn't look down at housewives and they themselves can achieve something in their lives, other than bringing up the kids and looking after the house.
in fact, there were many examples of the imporatant roles of women during the prophet time. The women of that era were given the opportunities to seek knowledge just as men were, and they were also very active in many parts of life. siti khadijah for example, apart from being an excellent wife and mother, was also equally excellent in the business world. she was, one of the richest businesswoman of that time. and we've also read about many women who were active in many aspects: in war, in business, in preaching, in giving opinions, etcetra. so there shud be no reason why woman shud be left confined in her household once she got married, unless that's her own choice.
in the end, we agreed that a woman, a wife, a mother, deserves the greatest honour from the man called husband.
happy belated birthday afiza, and keep on reading, because your thoughts always ignite a spark in everyone's thinking. :)
 dunia
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aqiszMalaysia the name is balqis or aqisz, depending on who you are in my life. is a typical girl who lives a typical life; that is to keep struggling to not just remain typical. am currently living out one my efforts to be extraordinary; pursuing a bachelor of medicine in university of newcastle, australia. as the header says, the blog is about me finding one answer (or maybe more) of why i am, or rather, why i choose to be a muslim. it does not necessarily mean you'll find beneficial infos that will boost your faith here, although that would insyaAllah be put if i stumble upon them. the blog simply is an expression or interpretation of the signs of God, through my eyes. that said, my views cud be wrong altogether, as i am no well read islamic sholar, neither do i a perfect muslim. simply put, i am trying to investigate and analyze what i see around me and how they affect me and my faith. and almost all that i write, i dedicate to my mum. lastly, a good writer writes to understand, and not to be understood. wallahua'lam.
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