Thursday, November 29, 2007

Up..up and Away: Roadtrip to Utagha

It was in a way a planned and an unplanned trip.

Planned because it was during Hari Raya 'Eidulfitr that Car9 called me and told me that he had just visited Ustaz Mahadi Minhad( in Alor Star), our former hostel master cum guardian in SAHC back in the mid-to-late 70s. And he told me that our dear ustaz did asked about me: "Kawan hangpa hat jadi doktot tu dok mana la ni?", which Car9 told him that I am in Melaka(and most probably I'll die and be buried in Melaka too,Wallahu'alam).

And Car9 also mentioned to me: "Woi! 24 hb sebelaih nanti ustaz nak buat gheja kawin anak dia hat bongsu tu. Dia suruh aku jemput sapa-sapa yang dok hostel masa time dia dulu. Hang kena pi kali ni pasai hang tak penah jumpa ustaz lepaih taon 80 dulu!"
So I told Car9: "InsyaALLAH aku akan pi."

And I planned to go up north for the kenduri. No,its not to go and eat nasi minyak with gulai rebung. Its just to meet ustaz again and meet old friends whom most of them I haven't seen since 1980!Now that is a long 27 years and I'm not sure if I can recognise their faces or not.Or even their names.But one thing for sure I'll remember their nicknames.

Then about a month ago, my kuliah sahabah(who I just found out that he is also my mum's cousin) told me, Hj Usop and Pak Karim that his son is getting married on the 25th November,in Kangar. Ah!!What a nice coincidence,I told myself. On the 24th it'll be Ustaz's kenduri in Alor Star and on the 25th it'll be Chot's kenduri in Kangaqr.

About 10 days ago, Pak Karim got a message from his son. Pak Karim just got as new granddaughter(his 4th),in Alor Star.MasyaALLAH! This piece of news just made the trip more likely.

So we(me,Hj Usop and Pak Karim) planned and planned and planned. Initially there were a few more guys like Hj Salim and Dr Yunuih and Hj Rahim who was eager to go to Kangar but somehow they can't make it at the 11th hour. Dah tak dak rezeki.

Then on the 20th November at 6.30 am I received a sms message from my brother Bali. He told me his bro-in-law,Aziz had gone to the otherside to meet his Creator at 4.30am that day, in Kg Beseri,Kangar. Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi roji'un. I told Bali I can't go to Perlis that day. But deep inside,I knew I have to make this trip to utagha.

That night, I called my other bro,Jan to see how he is doing. He had been having this leg and loin pain with nightmares for 21/2 months. And his nighmares are getting worst by the day. A black cobra,a black wild boar and a black dog kept appearing in his nightmares.And his legs are getting worse with wastings of fat and muscles over the legs. He had seen 3 specialist in Taiping and Ipoh and they too are puzzled. His blood results and X-Rays and MRIs are all normal. He is using a walking stick for the last 2 weeks or so.

Ah!! I have to go back and see my little brother who is suffering in silence.Yes,in silence. Since he was a kid, he rarely made people know he is in pain.And he'll just smile when ppl asked him how is he today? But his eyes will tell you he is in pain. He is like Bapak. They will smile to cheer others.

Now, I have no reasons at all to cancel this trip. I have 2 kenduris.I have a bereaved family to see and I have my little brother who is suffering from ALLAH knows what, to give him some moral support.

23rd November,Friday.4.00pm.

Me,Pak Karim and Hafiz started off from Jebatville and had ashort stop at Dengkil RnR, a newly re-built RnR. Its nicer now with nice landscape around it( maybe Wak Pinter might not think so, tak gitu Wak?). We had solat 'Asar the qasar-way before we continue by the Guthrie Highway.
There was a crawl from Rawang sector to Behrang.The roadworks. PLUS is upgrading and widening that stretch before they can increase the toll rate. Our next stop was Tapah RnR for solat jamak Maghrib and 'Isya and for dinner. We reached Taiping at 11pm. Mak and my sis was waiting for us.
I told mak we were going to Alor Star and Kangar and asked her to come along. She agreed for she too wanted to visit her younger sister,my aunt who took care of me in 1975 for 6 months before I was admitted into the hostel of SAHC. Mak said, Makcik Jah just had her cataract removed a week ago and is now recuperating.

I called Chot in Kangar and told him I'm taking my mother along to his reception.Chot was excited and said YES! Do bring my mak for Chot's sisters will be there in Kangar too, and they too are eager to meet Mak again, their long lost cousin.
24th November,Saturday 2007.

We had capati for breakfast in Kamunting Foodcourt centre, then to Jan's place nearby. He was frail and walking with a stick.With each step I can see him in pain but he kept on smiling. And his eyes showed he hadn't had any good sleep for weeks. I gave him several medications which I brought along from Jebatville. I told him and his wife ,if he doesn't mind I would like to bring him back to Jebatville for treatment. He and his wife said, they'll think about it, but if its the Raya Haji week then they have no problem. If its tomorrow then it might be a bit difficult. Well, I understand and let them decide, I told them.

We then took the PLUS highway to Alor Star with a stop in Gurun RnR for lunch( mana cukup 2 keping capati saja for breakfast). Now, Gurun RnR is a suprise to me. The lauk-pauk there made me want all. There's ikan keli bakar with ayaq asam for cicah, there's gulai ikan with thick gravy. There's lempong/pelampong/paru-paru goreng. There's nangka masak lemak cabai Melaka and gulai rebung. My mouth is watering again as I write this.

I called Car9. He was at the Juru toll. With him was Tok Arab and Pa Ahmad. Car9 reminded me that we'll meet in Masjid Taman Uda at 3pm. Okay, I said.

I called my cousin Eda,and told her we'll be in Alor Star by 2.30pm and I needed her to guide me to her place.As promised, we were at her house by 2.30pm. Makcik Jah was there and she sure was suprised by our visit. She cried when she saw me and Mak. Iknew, she have a lot to tell me about her health and about Pakcik's death( Pakcik is the actor Zulkifli Ismail's [of Gerak Khas] father). After saying Hello and Hai to my anak-anak menakan, I excused myself,Pak Karim and Hafiz. We need to go to Taman Uda,Jalan Sultanah/Day for Ustaz'sMinhad reception.
As we have promised to meet in the mosque, I stop over masjid Sultanah Bahiyah and we had solat Jamak there.

But I couldn't find Car9 or the others inside or outside the mosque.After 5 minutes,Car9 called me: " Woi!!Hang tang mana?"

TA: "Aku tang mesjid la.Hangpa di mana? Aku tak nampak pun kelibat hangpa. Gheta hang pun aku tak nampak"

Car9:"Laa..kami pakat di mesjid la ni. Kami dok melilau cari nag haram takdak pun?

TA:" Aku dok di tempat parking mesjid la..."

Car9:" Hang di mesjid mana ni? Kami di masjid Taman Uda. Hang mesjid mana?"

TA:" Aku pun tak tau semejid apa hat dekat ngan gate ghetapi tu..."

Car9:" Laa...tu mesjid Sultanah Bahiyah. kami di mesjid Taman Uda. Hang patah balik, nanti hang nampak stesen Esso dan Shell.Antara 2 stesen tu hang masuik kiri ,hang akan nampak mesjid tu."

TA:" Laa...mesjid lain ropanya aku singgah. Okay takpa. Lagi 5 menet aku sampai. Roger!"

And we met near Masjid Taman Uda ,finally. Waiting for me was Tok Arab and Ajit Arshad. And then car9 with Art Capang joined us. There was another group of guys which I remember them as a year our junior. there was Amir samad, Azmi Baba,Hasbullah and few others which I can't remember their names. Then came along our senior Wan Ninety and Mat Bear.

At Ustaz's place, I was most probably the happiest person( well maybe the pengantin is the happiest person). I met so many old friends which I haven't met for more than 27 years. Kri Mugenm, Hashim Badak, Mat Di Put, Li Kent*t, Syed Hassan,pak Korg Ussolli, Jalil Besi,Alim bantot, Mahadi Jalut,Chop Chong,Zainon Non, Ark Besi Megat Dewa,Nasir Mohd.
We talk and talk and talk and made jokes and asked about this guy and that guy. who is doing what and who had how many wives . And Ustaz keep coming to us and making small enquries about us. And we made jokes t those who brought the cigarettes out: "Woi...sapa isap rokok, malam ni lepas solat 'Isya kena berdiri depan saf dan kena rotan pungkoq"( for back in our hostel days, those caught smoking, will be caned after solat Isya infront of everyone.)

By 5.30pm it was time to say goodbye to each other. We took each others' handphone numbers and we salam and peluk our dear ustaz. Its hard to contained one's emotion in this reception. We do not know when we'll meet again. We do not know the next news we heard will be a good one or a sad one. And me, the furthest among us, really do not know if I will ever see my fellow Collegians again. It was with a heavy heart I said goodbye to my mates. Those boys that I grew up with, feeding on nasik kawah, playing football together, bathing and washing our school uniforms together, going to cinema together. All these I kept tightly in my memories, never to let it go.

Then , we next went to Pak Karim's daughter in-law with her new born little girl. After asking around and missing a few streets, we found her house. PaK Karim's DIL was waiting for us. His cucu was fast asleep. Little Qistina.

Pak Karim picked Qistina up and held her close to him. He had finally seen his new granddaughter. How he loved her. I can see in his eyes.The sparkle or a proud grandpa.
We were there for 45 minutes before we bade goodbye to little Qistina and back to Eda's place.

She was preparing dinner. Seafood dinner. There's sup ketam, lala goreng kunyit,seafood tomyam and sotong, udang and ikan bakar being prepared by my other cousin, Zaidi( Eda's brother). The 7 kids( Eda's 5 and Zaidi's 2) were enjoying themselves with gherek bicycles and running around the BBQ set. Dinner was delicious. I tried reading Awng Goneng's GUIT but had to stop after one page. I was damned sleepy.Luckily we had jamak solat during maghrib, otherwise it will be bye-bye to solat.

25th November, Sunday.

Pak Karim woke me up at 6.45 am for solat subuh. At 7.15 am, Mokhtar(Eda's hubby) went out with his kapchai. To buy breakfast.And newspapers.
Mokhtar bought us roti canai( which is 90 sen a piece in most Aloq Staq's stalls), some kueh and a big suprise. Pulut kukus with nyiok parut and ikan tamban masin goreng!Now, this is one old traditional breakfast in Kedah especially northern Kedah. My last breakfast of pulut with tamban goreng( and sambal blacan too) was maybe about 30 years ago, when I was staying with Cik Jah in Gunung Gheyang( G.Keriang). I told Hafiz of this meal and he was eager to try.

9.30am we bade goodbye and I promised Cik Jah and Eda, I'll come again if I happen to be in Kedah. There was the customary salam and peluk with Cik Jah.
We took Jalan Langgar and drove by SAHC.I showed Hafiz my alma mater.It was still the same grand school,at least in appearance. I heard its academic results is nothing to shout about.
We went to Pekan Rabu complex( as Pak Karim had never been there) and bought Sepat Ronggeng for Mrs TA. Pak Karim bought something which look like a kurta.
Mak bought some minyak gamat.

And I saw a shop with a name: Wakil mencari Jodoh. ( click kalu nak tengok gambaq kedai jodoh ni...LOL!!)
(Update: Timakasih drzeze for the link utk gambaq Agency Mencari Jodoh)

Later on our way to Kangar, I took the route via Gunung Gheyang(Gunung Keriang). I need to see that grand solitary gunung right in the vast padi plains and the house which I spent my early 6 month of Aloq Staq life. The house is still there. Cik Jah had rented it out.I stood there in front of the house and old memories came flashing in my mind. My old Gunung friends. Lan Mak Piah, Azmi bahari, Rusli Bahari and few others whose faces I remember to this day but can't recall their names. These were guys who took me to the padang( padi fields) to look for anak semilai/anak karin( ikan laga) or to catch sepat ronggeng or puyu or ikan rruan( haruan). I sometimes followed them to mandi ayaq ban( tali air) or chase away birds from eating our padi. These were guys who took me to mandi ayaq mata ayaq from the spring pond at the foot of Gunung Gheyang. I heard some had gone to KL and some in Penang and some in Alor Star.

After 20 minutes there, we proceeded to Kangaq via Aloq Jangguih(Alor Janggus), Ayaq Itam, Kerpan and Kuala Sanglang. I showed Hafiz the roads leading to Kg Lanabulu and the one to Megat Dewa. There were 2 roadblocks and I thought could it be due to Hindraf thing?

Perlis, like Kedah, you see padi fields around you with occasional islands scattered on these vast fields. Islands which housed 2-3 houses surrounded by coconut tress blown by the passing winds.

Near Behor Temak just before enterinh Kangar proper I stopped and called Hj Usop.
TA: " Salam syeh! Hang ada tang mana ni?"

Usop: " Kami baru lepaih Jetera(Jitra). Hang ada mana? Hang tunggu aku tang stesen Petronas Mail okay. Mail Behor Temak".

TA: " Aku memang ada depan stesen Mail Behor Temak la syeh. Hang tau dak stesen dia tang mana?"

Usop: " AKu tak tau. Aku tak pernah pi pun stesen dia!"

TA:" Laaa....aku ingat hang tau. Okay hang teroih saja nanti lepaih pekan Changloon ada simpang masuk kiri. Hang amek simpang tu dan akan masuk 'highway' Perlis.Hang teroih saja sampai hang nampak signage ke Kangaq,hang turun highway tu masuk kanan. Aku tunggu lebih kurang 1 km dari situ."

After half an hour, Usop and his family arrived and we continue to 'look' for Chot's house in Taman Sena. I have been to Kangaq several times but never in the real sense 'ronda-ronda' around Kangaq. But as a small town, Kangaq is easy and within 10 minutes we were at Chot's reception.

Chot was there attending to his many guests. We gave salam and the customary handshake with an envelope. Chot then took Mak to see his sisters.
When Mak saw her cousins and an aunt there, it was a very emotional moment for them. I think they haven't seen each other for more than 40 years and they had a lot of catching up to do.

I told Chot and Hj Usop I can't stay long.I had to go to Beseri. I need to visit Pak Sharif who lost a son and Besah who lost a husband. I had no difficulty to Beseri( there's a MRSM and SM Sains Perlis there), but had to drive carefully once I enter the kampong. We had to drive through padi fields . The tar road was narrow, just enough for one car. I am not sure what to do if there is another car from the opposite side. We can't just gostan through the winding and narrow road. And I wonder how on earth the Beserians manage to overcome this problem.

Pak Sharif, Mak Jah and my sis-in-law was at home waiting for us. Bali,my brother was still in Padang Besar( for beras wangi ,pulut and pulut hitam). We gave our takziah to Pak Sahrif's family. Mak chatted with Mak Jah .Me,Pak Karim and Hafiz sat with Pak Sharif at the front pelantar(balcony).After Bali came back from Pdg Besar we went to Besah's place and offered our takziah. Allahyarham Aziz had 2 daughters. The kakak sulong is in UiTM Shah Alam doing Sports Management. The second one is sitting for her STPM. On the day Aziz died adik was sitting for her second paper~ Pengajian Am.
Both were helping their mak to organise their lives. They are lucky that Pak Sharif and Mak Jah is there. And Bali with his wife is helping out a lot.

At 5.00pm, we had to leave Kangar. We need to drop Mak in Taiping before continuing our journey back to Jebatville. The traffic on PLUS was heavy especially from Sg Petani to Juru toll. Alhamdulillah it didn't rain and there was no accident,so our journey was smooth. We reached Taiping at 8.30pm after stopping at Gunung Semanggol/Tasik Merah RnR for solat.

9.30 pm. We started off from Taiping. We were tired(and sleepy), so me and Pak Karim drove alternately. Managed to get a few winks. My neck and body was aching.Eventhough I was sleepy, I can't sleep due to the neck pain. A nice warm bed would be nice....but we are still far away from home. Too far from comfort.

Finally, at 4.00 am we arrived safely to Melaka. I dropped Pak Karim in DT and I continued towards home. By the time I went to bed it was after subuh at 5.45am. And I have 3 circumcision to do the next morning!!

To be this trip was berbaloi. I managed to visit my brother Jan, my makcik and her children in Aloq Staq, took Pak Karim to see his cucu , went to 2 kenduris and visit Allahyarham Aziz's family. Mission accomplished.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Perkara yang membatalkan Islam(Bahagian 18)

Pai-pai dan otik
foto by tokasid

(Bahagian 17 boleh lihat semula di sini)

5. Sujud kepada selain dari ALLAH

Amalan juga boleh menyebabkan seseorang menjadi syirik. Antaranya orang mensyirikkan ALLAH dalam hal-hal ibadah: melakukan rukuk atau sujud kepada selain dari ALLAH Ta'ala.
Perbuatan ini menyebabkan jadi kufur atau syirik kerana hak sujud dan rukuk( dalam ertikata ibadah) HANYA kepada ALLAH SWT sahaja.

6. Mengagungkan seseorang dengan keterlaluan( idolisation).

Kadangkala, manusia melakukan syirik dalam amalan apabila, ia menyamakan sifat manusia sehingga menyamakan dengan sifat ALLAH.

Ini kadangkala berlaku pada adat istiadat Melayu(lama) apabila memuji atau memuja para Raja atau pemerintah( lalu digunakan perkatan Maha). Ada juga yang ingin mengampu atau membodek Raja atau pemerintah, mereka gunakan perkataan yang seolah-olah Raja atau pemerintah yang menentukan segala yang terjadi.

Contoh:" Apa yang tuanku kehendaki maka semuanya pastiakan berlaku, kerana tuanku yang Maha Mulia"

Atau kepada pemerintah: Datuk Seri jangan risau. Di negara kita Datuk Seri yang paling berkuasa dan apa yang Datuk Seri katakan pasti akan terjadi.....Orang semua menyanjungi Datuk seri sehingga mereka sanggup buat apa saja demi datuk Seri".

7. Fahaman Wahdatul Wujud.

Ini bermakna mendakwa bahawa seseorang boleh bergabung dengan ALLAH, apabila mereka mencapai maqam tertentu.
Ini dapat kita lihat dalam beberapa aliran kesufian yang tergelincir landasan mereka.
Kepercayaan ini bagi mereka menunjukkan ALLAH disamakan dengan makhluk.
Ini mengeluarkan mereka dari agama Islam.

Kandungan posting mungkin ada kena mengena atau tidak dengan makhluk yang hidup atau yang telah tiada.Kalau sapa-sapa terasa nak buat macamana kan. Sapa makan cabai melaka dia pedaih laa

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Seniman Bujang Lapuk...revisited

Salam to all.

(Pemberitahuan: Ayah Zakhir Biggum telah selamat menjalani pembedahan coronary by pass yestterday.Alhamdulillah. Lets doa for his speedy recovery. Kisahnya di sini. )

We have seen it so many times.Yet, we can't help it.I mean we don't have any choice but to keep on laughing.And laughing out loud we did.

Lets laugh again at these gems.

Kandungan posting mungkin ada kena mengena atau tidak dengan makhluk yang hidup atau yang telah tiada.Kalau sapa-sapa terasa nak buat macamana kan. Sapa makan cabai melaka dia pedaih laa

Monday, November 19, 2007

Etong , Pak Tam and Saniman Nunuih....

Wayang Kulit Sri Asun.
Nama terkenal di sebelah Utara terutamanya Kedah.
Dah lebih 30 tahun Tok Majid menjelajah serata dunia(yes..serata dunia)mempersembahkan wayang kulit.
Di Kedah sapa yang tak kenai Etong ,Pak Tam dan Saniman Nunuih? 2 karektor dalam wayang kulit Sri Asun.

Dengan ini di persembahkan....Wayang Kulit Sri Asun untuk hiburan anda.

Kandungan posting mungkin ada kena mengena atau tidak dengan makhluk yang hidup atau yang telah tiada.Kalau sapa-sapa terasa nak buat macamana kan. Sapa makan cabai melaka dia pedaih laa

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Kantoi.....part 2: Auuwww.....I tak rela you!

The previous kantoi story is here.

Kantoi : Boleh lah bang......

( I have updated this story at the bottom of this entry)

Aku ni selalu jumpa golongan pondan. Nama lain yang popular bagi golongan ini ialah Maknyah dan Bapok. Di Kedah mereka di panggil Daghai(darai) atau kadang-kadang Kakdon( ni aku tak tahu mai mana istilah kakdon). Ada juga gelar mereka sebagai siLembut. Ada yang kata Geng Auww...Ada gelar mereka sotong. Sesiapa yang tahu istilah lain untuk golongan ini boleh bagitahu.

Pondan/maknyah/daghai/bapok ni adalah satu golongan yg confuse. Depa pun confuse.Masyarakat pun confuse terhadap mereka. Mereka ini claim jiwa wanita mereka terperangkap dalam tubuh lelaki. Aku boleh la faham sikit terhadap sesetengah mereka tetapi naik meluat dan melugai( bahasa Utagha untuk meloya) pada sebahagian besar dari mereka.

Aku simpati kepada yang betul2 genuine pondan. Tapi kepada majoriti yang lebih lajak dari laju dan lebih gedik dari lembut memang aku 'hangin'. Masa aku belajar kat UM dulu memang ada juga kami belajar tentang golongan ni, jadi kami adalah faham serba sedikit sifat pondan genuine.Masa tu kat IPTA tak banyak sangat golongan ni tapi la ni dengaq kata dah jenuh kat IPTA dan IPTS.

Tapi yang dok nampak selalu ialah pondan jadian(macam rimau jadian lah, mana sama dengan rimau kat hutan atau zoo atau sarkas). Mereka yang masa kecil memang anak jantan sejati yang rajin terjun sungai dan main lastik dan main guli , main getah gundu,main gambar dan curi buah moktan dan mempelam jiran.

Bila masuk sekolah menengah masih jantan. Tapi lepas PMR atau SPM tiba-tiba jadi lembut dan gemalai umpama sotong. Yang ada misai dah cukur atau cabut. Rambut simpan panjang dan gaya berjalan berubah.Kalau itek gembo-gembo lihatpun mungkin itek boleh pengsan.

Sesekali adalah sorang dua daghai ni datang jumpa aku. Selalunya mereka nak hormon untuk menambah kepondanan mereka. Selalunya tujuan nak 'membuahkan' dada mereka yang pada asalnya tak berbuah.

Mula-mula dulu aku cukup takut geng-geng jadian ni.Mana tak nya, cakap lemah lembut gemalai lontaran suara tetapi malangnya tone suara dan pitching tak bagus. Mungkin depa rasa depa bercakap macam Siti Nurhaliza, tapi aku dengar sora(suara) depa macam Papa Rock Ramli Sarip.( sorry eh Papa jangan saman gua pulak)

Selain lontaran sora yang gemalai, tangan dan jari jemari mereka memang umpama sotong. Kuit sana kuit sini jari lentik depa kat aku. Depa bukan kira di mana. Pernah sekali tu kat kedai nasi ayam, si daghai ni siap cuit-cuit aku dan dok menyendel-nyendel kat aku. Naik geli geleman aku. Hati cuak jugak...sebab I tak rela di goda U....

Kita dok ingat puak-puak ni sama saja, rupanya tidak. Yang aku noticed pondan genuine ni cukup tak suka dengan pondan jadi-jadian. Kata pondan ori, pondan jadi-jadian ni kebanyakkannya tak senonoh perangai dan memalukan kaum pondan saja. Pondan jadi-jadian ni yang sering buat kerja tak senonoh,yang dok belakang mati. Yang ori ni selalunya tak macam tu.Yang ori ni selalunya akan jadi hair dresser atau make-up artist atau mak andam( ka nak kata pak andam). Itu kata mereka . Aku tak tahu sejauh mana kebenaran statement itu.

Mereka juga seperti remaja lelaki dan perempuan yang lain. Mahu mencinta dan di cintai. Malah sikap cemburu mereka amat kuat. Kalau mereka berebut pak we sesama mereka...mak datok....depa punya maki hamun power habis. Aku rasa kalau ada pertandingan memaki hamun pasti mereka jadi johan. Naib johan akan jatuh kepada ahli politik.

Dulu-dulu in the 80s masa kat kampus, bila weekend kawan2 yang ada kereta akan bawa kami budak-budak kampung untuk tengok KL nitelife. Mana lagi kalau bukan depan Collesium/Tivoli di Jalan TAR. Kat situ kaum pondan ni cantik-cantik sungguh. Kalau dia tak bercakap memang kita ingat perempuan. Seronok ngusik pondan-pondan ni tapi jangan sampai depa naik angin. kalau depa dah marah depa akan belasah macam orang jantan belasah.

Masa aku houseman kat Tepen pun kadang2 ramai-ramai naik moto ke Taman Tasek sebelah Lakeview. Situ tempat port pondan Taiping. Kawasan situ gelap dan kita akan nampak pondan2 ni cantik2 belaka. Kalau ajak gi bawah lampu jalan depa tak mahu sebab akan nampak halkum kat leher dan nampaklah mekap yang tebal. Pernah ada kejadian di Taiping mungkin dan 15 tahun kot, ada serbuan pencegah maksiat di Taman tasik Taiping. Pakat bercemperalah pondan2 ni lari sampai ada yang terjun ke dalam tasik. Nak jadi malang, ada seorang pondan ni tak reti berenang, tapi dia terjun juga sebab takutdi tangkap. Mati lemas dia malam tu.

Berbalik pada pondan-pondan yang dulu sering datang jumpa aku sebab nak membuahkan dada masing-masing. Mereka akan datang in 2s or 3s dan akan demand nak hormon tu dan hormon ni. Aku memang tak simpan benda-benda yang merekla nak , tapi depa ingat aku sengaja tak mahu jual to them. Mula lah depa go into pujuk and gedik mode: Alaa...boleh la bang...( kena sengaukan suara)..boleh la bang eh?? Abang tolong le order untuk kita orang ye bang eh? Kalau abang order nanti kita boleh urut badan abang...FOC lagi bang...

Aku selalunya akan nasihatkan mereka terutama yang jadi-jadian ni. Macam2 alasan yang depa berikan untuk justify kepondanan depa kat aku....

Aku sebenarnya kesian kat mak bapak pondan jadia-jadian ni. They just don't know what to do.

Masa aku di SAHC Aloq Staq, aku dan kawan-kawan sering jumpa daghai/kakdon( term used in Kedah) when we go for our weekend outing. especially during Form 4 and 5. Our hostel,(Hostel B) is very near the railway station. Our back fence is adjacent to the railway track.
Eventhough when going out for outing we have to use the school's frontgate, we still have to walk nearby the Railway Station( about 100m or so.).
Now this particular station is a famous nightspot for daghai/kakdon and their customers. At night there'll be taxis and beca and motocycles in that vicinity. People say this is where the bargaining takes place before the happy couple(!) took off on becas or motocycles or taxis( prebet sapu too in those days).

I personally haven't been to this particular nightspot, for I was a very discipline pupil back then( I never 'panjat pagar' to sneak out at night for a cigarette or for sepiring mee Tonggek). But friends who frequently sneaked out tell us of the stories whereby a daghai got into a quarrel with a jantan. The reason for the quarrel, mt friends didn't know. but verbal abuses changed to exchanging punches. Guess who won? Teett....wrong answer, not the jantan. Its the daghai who won hands down. The jantan just pick up his ego and his bicycle and sped off into darkness.
This story and others made me fear the daghais of Aloq Staq, and I never venture into the nitelife of Aloq Staq.

Aku terjumpa blog pondan kat sini. Hah3...

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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Perhimpunan BERSIH in London too

all photos received via e-mail on 13 Nov 2007.
Well, and we thought only concerned Malaysians in Malaysia took to the street with the Yellow Waves on 10-Eleven. We were wrong!! There were concerned Malaysians in London(UK) too. They too took to the streets.
But they were the fortunate ones compared to their saudara in KL. They were not chased by the FRU. They were not targets of teargas or some stinging water-sprays.
And we thanked them, for their moral support.Their hearts are in Malaysia eventhough they are thousands of kilometers away.
ZAM, what have you got to say about this?

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Sunday, November 11, 2007

18th Anniversary

tokasid and Mrs tokasid
(sorry not recent foto)

( Announcement: Biggum's dad is undergoing angioplasty today. Lets make some doa for his recovery. Read here. )

What a week it was. Was so busy preparing some material for the lecture the whole week.
Reading up old textbooks and looking up in the net.
And sleepless nights too...How can I go to bed?
I'm really blur with powerpoint presentation.
Luckily. dearie wife helped -out. Well basically she did and re-do all the powerpoints I need.
And as of yesterday at 5.00 pm I finished the lectures, Alhamdulillah.

Anyway...the above is not the point of this entry.
The above was the reason why this entry was posted late.

Yersterday, 10 th November was a very special day for us.
It was our Nikah Anniversary. Our 18th.
!8 years ago, a shy and thin young man was akad nikahed to a shy and preety young lady.
And suddenly time flew fast.
That shy and thin young man is now a different guy. He's now a 'boroi', not so shy anymore middle aged man. And she had become a preety(still) middle aged lady.

I thank you Sayang for tolerating with my perangai buruks all this years( ooppss...kena kemas cadar sat naa..) and the emotional turmoils that I had caused you.
I am not the best of husbands around, but I try to be a good one with all my shortcomings.
But as you had known me...there are of certain things that I'm still a dumb and occasional asshole.

But you had been a very good partner and friend to me. I appreciate that very much.

Thank you Sayang for taking care of me.
I love you so much.
Happy 18th anniversary to us.

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Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Cats in the Cradle and Mountain Dance.

Salam to all.

Another folk singer-songwriter that I like is Harry Chapin, esp. his Cats in the Cradle which was also covered by other superstars.

And another genre which I fell in love was Jazz(fusion) introduced by my city friends Zain Azlan and Raja Amin( heart surgeon in Pantai Puteri JB) and those reviewed by Abdul Hamed Samad( yes, the brother of Kak Ena and Tok Mommy).

Hope you will enjoy these songs.

Cats in the Cradle by Harry Chapin.

Mountain Dance by Dave Gruisin'(with GRP All Star Band)

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Friday, November 2, 2007

Perkara yang membatalkan Islam(Bahagian 17);Tangkal dan Mentera.

Running water
foto by tokasid
lokasi: RnR Gua Tempurung(south bound)

(b) Syirik pada Amalan.

# 4- Tangkal dan Mentera.

Apakah yang dimaksudkan dengan amalan syirik? Ia adalah amalan atau perbuatan yang menyamakan kedaulatan ALLAH SWT dengan selain ALLAH.
Umpamanya, bila mengatakan bahawa dengan memakai tangkal atau mengamalkan bacaan mantera boleh memberi kesan dengan sendirinya atau boleh menunaikan hajat.

Contoh: Bila seseorang yang memakai tangkal atau mengamalkan mantera tiba-tiba terselamat dari kecelakaan lalu di tanya rakannya tentang hal itu.
Penanya: Macamana kaun boleh selamat dalam accident tu ya?

Pengamal tangkal/mantera: "Ni aku nak bagi tahu pada kau, selagi aku ada pakai tangkal ni di badan aku, aku gerenti selamat" atau
" Aku selagi mana dok amalkan bacaan mantera yang guru aku ajar tu, selagi tu aku gerenti selamat dari bahaya atau dapat apa aku hajat".

Jika dia percaya tangkal atau mantera itu yang memberi kesan, maka sudah jelas dia menyekutukan ALLAH, kerana ini sudah bertentangan dengan firman ALLAH dalan Surah Al-Ikhlas 112: 2 -"Allaahus somad" - Hanya ALLAH tempat bergantung.

Apabila ini berlaku,orang itu telah syirik dan keadaan ini Syirik Akbar(syirik besar). Dia telahpun murtad.

Tetapi, jikalau dia memakai tangkal( sepertimana kebiasaan sesetangah orang di Malaysia) atau apabila lahir anak lalu dipakaikan tangal hitam/benang hitam pada tangan bayi itu.
Bila kita tanya kenapa berbuat begini. mereka akan jawab: " Kita ikhtiar saja...ALLAH SWT juga yang menyelamatkan. Ini hanya usaha saja..."

Dalam keadaan ini( anggap tangkal sebagai ikhtiar semata-mata dan hanya ALLAH yang menentukan), sedangkan ALLAH dan RasulNya tidak menyatakan tangkal atau benang hitam sebagai sebab-musabah untuk menyelamatkan, maka orang ini telah melakukan Syirik Asghar( syirik kecil). Sekalipun tidak murtad dia menghampiri daerah-daerah yang boleh mengeluarkan dia daripada Islam. Dia telah melakukan dosa besar dalam hal ini.

Salah satu sebab dosa besar ialah kerana dia telah berdusta kepada ALLAH. Bilakah ALLAH Taala berjanji bahawa jika seseorang memakai tangkal atau benang hitam (di tangan anak),maka ALLAH akan menyelamatkan anak itu?

( nota: memakai tangkal/benang hitam pada anak-anak kecil adalah amalan Hindu,tetapi seolah-olah menjadi perkara biasa dalam masyarakat melayu Nusantara. Jelaslah walaupun sudah hampir 500 tahun Islam diamalkan oleh orang Melayu tetapi pengaruh Hindu masih tidak dapat dibuang dari adat-adat kita. Dan kita cipta pula pepatah Biar mati anak jangan mati adat. Bila di tegur ramai yang berkata adat mesti dipertahankan. Mengapa tidak kita pertahankan aqidah yang bakal menyelamatkan kita. Bukan adat yang akan selamatkan kita.))
Tidak pernah ALLAH berjanji di dalam al-Quran atau Nabi saw menjelaskan dalam Sunnah baginda saw. Malah Nabi saw menegaskan Man 'allaqa faqad asyrak. " "Sesiapa yang menggantungkan maka dia melakukan syirik.

Walau pun dia tidak melakukan syirik besar yang mengeluarkan dari daerah Islam, tetapi dia telah berdusta kepada ALLAH( dengan membuat pembohongan kononnya dengan memakai tangkal tersebut ALLAH akan selamatkan dirinya atau diri anaknya).

Memang benar semua yang berlaku adalah dengan izin ALLAH. Tetapi mendakwa bahawa dengan membuat perbuatan tertentu akan menyebabkan ALLAH menolong,sedangkan tidak ada nas,maka itu adalah pembohongan kepada ALLAH.

Jika dia kata berdoa dan ALLAH akan tolong,itu adalah benar kerana ada nas di dalam al-Quran dan hadith.

Tetapi Quran tidak pernah menyebut dengan memakai tangkal benang hitam di tangan akan dapat selamatkan anak dari penyakit atau gangguan syaitan. (Perbuatan ini masih di amalkan oleh orang Melayu).

Yang boleh membantu ialah bacaan atau sebutan yang menyeru nama-nama ALLAH SWT yang meminta dilindungi seseorang dari bahaya atau gangguan jin atau syaitan.

Artikel berkaitan tajuk ini:

1-Amalan perbomohan dan Jampi dalam masyarakat(Dr MAZA)

2-Hukum rawatan guna jampi serapah( Darussyifa')

3-Umat Islam: Virus Aqidah dan skim cepat kaya( Ust Zaharuddin)

4-Hukum jampi dan tangkal (book review by Hafiz firdaus)

(TA :Dalam hal sebegini tentu ada yang bertanya, bagaimana pulak dengan rawatan perubatan yang diberikan di hospital-hospital sekarang ini? Akan mereka kata mana ada nas dalam Quran suruh pergi hospital? Dalam hal ini kita mesti merujuk kepada Sunnah Nabi saw. Baginda ketika sakit sebelum wafat, telah mendapat khidmat rawatan terkini dari tabib-tabib di kalangan kabilah-kabilah yang datang menziarahi Baginda saw. Itulah dalilnya untuk mendapat rawatan perubatan dari doktor)

Next: Sujud kepada selain dari ALLAH.

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