Anna Althafunnisa <3

Gadis itu berjalan dengan hati berselimut cinta. Hatinya berbunga-bunga. Siang itu, Cairo ia rasakan tidak seperti biasanya. Musim dingin yang sejuk, matahari yang ramah, serta senyum dari Profesor Amani saat memberinya ucapan selamat dan doa barakah. Semua melukiskan suasana indah yang belum pernah ia rasakan sebelumnya. Ia merasakan begitu dalam rahmat dan kasih sayang Allah kepadanya. Kedua matanya basah oleh airmata haru dan bahagia.

Sesungguhnya yang membuat dia menangis tidaklah semata-mata rasa bahagia kerana proposal tesisnya diterima dalam waktu begitu singkatnya, sementara ada mahasiswi yang sudah dua kali mengajukan proposal tesis dan telah menunggu setahun tapi belum juga diterima. Namun yang membuatnya menangis, kerana ia teringat, bahawa yang dirasakannya barulah kebahagiaan duniawi, bukan ukhrawi.





Begitu bahagianya ia, ketika jerih payahnya, kerja kerasnya memerah otak, tungkus-lumusnya ke perpustakaan Shalah Kamil, membuka dan menganalisis ratusan rujukan, akhirnya membuahkan hasil yang melegakan jiwa. Begitu bahagianya hatinya saat diberi ucapan selamat oleh Profesor Amani, Guru Besar Ushul Fiqh yang sangat dicintai para mahasiswinya itu. Benarlah kata pepatah, siapa menanam, dia menuai.

"Selamat, anakku, semoga umurmu penuh barakah, ilmumu bermanfaat. Teruslah belajar dan belajar!" Air matanya kembali mengalir. Ia lalu berkata pada diri sendiri, lantas seperti apakah rasanya ketika nanti di hari akhir seseorang mengetahui amalnya diterima Allah. Ia menerima catatan amalnya dengan tangan kanan. Dan mendapatkan ucapan selamat dari Allah, dari Baginda Nabi, dari malaikat penjaga syurga, dan dari seluruh malaikat, para nabi dan orang-orang soleh. Saat syurga menjadi tempat tinggal selama-lamanya. Kebahagiaan semacam apakah yang dirasa?

Ia melangkah. Matanya basah: "Rabbana taqabbal minna innaka antas sami’ul ’aliim. Tuhan terimalah amal kami, sesungguhnya Engkau Maha Mendengar lagi Maha Mengetahui." Lirihnya dalam hati, sambil menghayati dengan sepenuh jiwa bahawa tiada prestasi yang lebih tinggi dan diterimanya amal soleh oleh Allah dan dibalas dengan keredhaanNya...

~ Petikan dari "Ketika Cinta Bertasbih", karya Habiburrahman El-Shirazy

Of dreams and Cairo

It is interesting how dreams could sometimes come with startling storylines. Of how suddenly you may even see your own family and friends inside, appearing in often a mixture of real and imaginary characters and places. Although that very fact could actually be scary if you ask me. ‘Cos if I did experience having familiar faces emerging inside my own, chances are I might (unknowingly) surfaced inside others too? *Oh dear..* >_<

Just as how there was this one incident 3 years back as my friends and I were in class mugging for the O-levels, when out of the blue Hannah exclaimed, “Diyana!! I actually dreamt that you were already someone’s fiancée last night!” A whattt?? Mak uihh siangnye :P But we had a good laugh over it. Hehe. So yeah.. just hope there’s no bad stuffs whatsoever, only nice ones if we do appear in other’s sleep eh? Ameen ameen~




Talking about this.. just recently a stranger with a songkok did turn up in mine. No face I could recall of, but surprisingly his name did last in my mind till now. Sunardi, it was. Yes, probably Indonesian. :D What made it so striking was perhaps because his character was really gentlemanly; what with his gentle voice and calm persona, concerned enough to stop by and ask nicely if I needed any help after my fall right in front of Causeway Point >_< Aisey.. What an encounter. Then just when I entered a bus and turned around, the doors closed before he could even manage to get inside. Now, why was I feeling sad when the bus took me far far away? ‘Cos maybe.. such a feeling rarely settles inside, it’s a lil saddening when it’s taken away, even if it’s only a dream? O_o Hmmm…

Oh cut it out now diy. Heh. =P But but! I thought someone by that name didn’t actually exist, but a quick google search (was all enthusiastic to try) eventually led me to this picture of a Pak Ahmad Sunardi, an Indonesian Maestro in Keroncong Music. Waaah! hehe :D Guess maybe too much of reading novels in Bahasa Indonesia had put an effect on me since my last infatuation with Pak Habiburrahman El-Shirazy’s “Ketika Cinta Bertasbih”.



El-Sultan Hassan Mosque and El-Refai Mosque, Cairo – Egypt by Muhammad Eissa

Set in a similar scenario of Al-Azhar university students just like in his previous novel “Ayat-Ayat Cinta”, what’s amazing is that not only were there one main narrator in the story, but there are nearly 5 lead characters telling their own accounts interchangeably which I personally found them very much inspirational. Khairul Azzam, Fadhil, Anna Althafunnisa, Furqan & Cut Malahayati.. it’s hard not to be moved by their endearing qualities as good Muslims and full of youthful drive and aspirations! Am definitely much enthused just by reading those very passages. Kept a collection of their quotes safe for future remembrance too (:

I like the fact that through encountering good reads such as this one, do prompt me to go into introspection stage more frequently and take a fresh viewpoint to revive oneself. Reminding of life’s true purpose, back to consciousness, onward to full strength. Now I’m all the more of a determined idealist, wouldn’t mind seeing myself as someone independent who’s willing to strive hard for what she believes ought to fight for. Alhamdulillah, nothing’s futile (at this moment) like matters of love are clouding my head. Allah knows best when that one will come at just the appropriate time. But true enough, I’ll need to go through this one step at a time, learn as much as I go on ahead, and try to live life as how it should best be. May Allah ease the path..

The Heart's Longing

"Oh dear.. they’re scheduled at night.." Saddens me really when the search finally bears fruit, but only to find that the classes mostly start at 8pm, on the eastern side of Singapore. Adeih. Guess I’ll have to let them go – even though the heart is sooo intent on joining along. Lest I would risk coming home close to midnight after the return journey for a west-side resider like me. Hmm. Not quite appropriate for a sister ain’t it. Not to mention the safety issue if one’s alone too =|

But then again, it’s understandable why it may be arranged that way. To be more feasible for working adults could be one thing. So.. what’s best for majority insyaAllah I could still accept that fact; although I would have to try explore others that can nicely fit into my curfew time – to be home latest by 9 :D So keep on searching diy~ Hope I’ll find them!





Time and again I do wonder how it feels like to get to attend an Usrah once in a while. The thought of having a close-knitted group of sisters, bounded strong by one heartfelt purpose, to mutually support and be reminded of Allah, always. :) With much encouragement and caring words, with the sincere sisterly love that blooms throughout and definitely the insightful sharings.. subhanAllah! Wouldn’t That be a nice soul-filling session~

Because seriously, for a 9-to-5 poly life here followed by a daily essay assignment taking up till late night, it’ll not be long before a pang of yearning could soon hit one hard. For yours truly, that would be the momentary lapse of heartache, signaling a need for respite from all things tying me down. The worldly issues, the tiredness.. It just makes me longing for faith-enriching Islamic inputs all the more from madrasah days. =( And makes me think of the time I have in hand too…

Stunning beauty... An Islamic architecture mosaic by Monika N.

Ahaa here's a good news! There’s now a recently launched IslamicEvents.sg which truly could help seekers in the knowledge pursuit too. "A brainchild of three NUS undergraduates, it promises to deliver complete information only about Islamic events that's happening in Singapore, all in one portal." Comes complete with email notifications for those who subscribe to the free mailing list as well! Alhamdulillah. May Allah bless them well for the hard work they’ve put in. :)

Oh yes! Other alternatives could also include newfound audio recordings by Abu ‘Ammar ibn Ibrahim from some of the Asatizah I love listening to! Simply plug in to those mp3 players/handphones and you can learn on the go.. Includes those by Dr. Mohd Asri bin Zainul Abidin, Ustaz Hasrizal Abdul Jamil, Ustaz Maszlee Malik, Dr. Juanda Jaya and Ustaz Zahazan Mohamed. Best!~ ^_^

So should the chance to attend classes haven't come knocking yet, fret not aite? We could still fill up the time with whatever ways possible in the meanwhile insyaAllah.. *reminds self hehe* Have a blessed learning journey ahead! =)

"Seek knowledge, because seeking it for the sake of Allah is worship. And knowing it makes you more God-fearing; and searching for it is jihad, teaching it to those who do not know is charity, reviewing and learning it more is like tasbeeh..." [Fatawa Ibn Taymiyyah vol.10, p.39]

Back Again .. for now

*Sound of footsteps; Diy slowly enters*

Assalamu 'alaina wa 'ala 'ibadillahi as-soliheen! Waduh.. dah berbulan-bulan terbiar benor tempat ni. Hmm. Shifting back to writing mode just feels a lil bit different. Well, perhaps this might just take time getting used to it again yeah Diy? Gets rusty here somewhere from the lack of use.. :P

Though being busy (very busy at that) is the most common reason one could simply use not to blog, somehow it's hard not to deny that leaving this space for a while did bring some relief to the mounting priorities. But still, alhamdulillah, life's a bliss & a constant strive at the moment. Am grateful that now I could finally allow myself some time to update after finishing a 7000-word final year project report. Thank You Allah! ^_^

For a start, I guess a splash of colors and pictures would do good to liven up the mood here abit. What with graduation looming really near ahead in just about 2 months, here goes a couple of snapshots since Ramadhan till Syawal with my RP Malay Cultural Group friends.. One thing similar – all went traditional in Baju Kurong! yayy~ :D In chronological order: MCG Iftar, Exco Photoshoot for RP Open House, MCG Hari Raya Celebration and lastly the 'Eid Visiting itself with my exco dearies.. Ooh these would surely bring fond memories in the future.