Its been a wonderful week. I'm elated. I'm on cloud nine.No. I don't take all those stuff like syabu or ice( except for ais kacang) or ganja or chasing the elusive dragon. Neither am I a mat gian or the milder mat lalok. And with the word association mood at the moment, me no mat rempit too.
ALLAH granted wishes you know. I am a strong believer on this matter. You make your du'a and ALLAH will definitely will grant it to you. Its a matter of time for it to happen( which might not be to your liking. You and me always demand that ALLAH gives us whatever we want instantly, right? We think we are the boss and ALLAH has to please our whims and fancies and needs in that very instant).
And sometimes or maybe its most of the time or maybe its all the time ALLAH gave us something that we did not asked for and we felt mildly upset or maybe really pissed off for what we might think a big let down and we forget that ALLAH knows whats best for us. I have to admit that I was gulity to all those charges I made. But all that was during my jahiliyyah days.
I am very grateful to ALLAH Azza Wa Jalla for what He gave me all this while. Racing back through my life I realised ALLAH gave me more that what I deserve( with my neglegible efforts). I remember feeling under the weather when I had to stay in Aloq Staq away from my parents and siblings . And the restlessness of seeing my friends leaving by the day to universities and colleges and me prancing nervously in Lower 6 feeling like the universe was gonna collapse on me. Then feeling lost when stepping into Universiti Malaya's campus with Bapak for a place in Asasi Sains( and that after a few bright students left Asasi for the more glamourous overseas universities. And as a reserve lister I got that most important letter ) with not a soul that I know of in that campus or the whole of Kuala Lumpur as a matter of fact.
But life is strange. You wish for something but you get something else. I just thought I can be a good school teacher and I always thought I can never be a doctor or a lawyer or an engineer. But ALLAH knew better. HE sort off pull several strings to make me take this and ignore that without me knowing haram se abok pun. And before you knew it you are one person so distant away with what you think you ought to be or wanted to be.
Call it whatever you want.Fate or takdir or suratan or nasib or rezeki masing-masing but I called it ALLAH knows whats best for you.
Which brings me to why I am high and elated and feeling intoxicated and running on cloud nine.
Hafiz got wonderful news from MARA. Hoping for a Middle East place he may just end up Down Under, mate! And I'm gonna tell him, its okay if you don't get to go to Jordan or Egypt. ALLAH knows that Kangaroolasia is better for your dunia akhirat.
And today is another good day to celebrate. Its Teacher's Day.
I have lots of good memories on teachers. And some nasty one too. Despite whatever publicity that teachers' got in the media, I have to take by ketayap off to them. My tabik spring to them. My tunduk hormat to all the teachers. I believe they play a major part of our personality and destiny. I know many teachers influenced me and had small parts to put me where I am now.
My heartest wishes of Selamat Hari Guru to all my teachers in King Edward VII(2) Taiping, Lower secondary School(LSS) Aulong Taiping, Kolej Sultan Abdul Hamid,Alor Setar, Pusat Asasi Sains UM and Medical Faculty UM and a BIG Thank You.
And to those teachers out there: Che'gu Hawa(mak), Cikgu Ima(my adik laa...) Che'gu Poziah(mak mentua),Che'gu Abu(pak mentua), Cikgu Fazima( my adik ipar)Che'gu Nazir of Kata Tak Nak fame, Cikgu Zul(Ujang), Cikgu Yan in Shah Alam, Cikgu Aza of Batu Pahat, Cikgu KA of SMK Dang Anom Melaka, Cikgu Abu, Cikgu Aton, Cikgu Riduan, Ustaz Damin all from Kolej Yayasan Saad, Melaka.
All you teachers are SPECIAL.
And I'd like to share this wonderful Eastcoast delicacy with you guys: