Showing posts with label book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label book. Show all posts

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Kali Pertama, Ayat-ayat Cinta 2.


Bismillah.

Rindu yang amat pada blog ini. Selalu singgah tapi tanpa meninggalkan apa-apa jejak. Dan Alhamdulillah kali ini ada sedikit ruang dan peluang untuk menulis beberapa kalimat dari hati, hasil dari pembacaan novel Ayat-ayat Cinta 2.

Sebenarnya terasa macam "this is so not me" ketika menulis entri ini disebabkan dua perkara; 1) Saya bukan jenis yang baca novel, saya lebih gemarkan buku non-fiction atau buku antologi cerpen/ kisah pendek. 2) Saya rasa ini pertama kali saya cuba untuk menulis review di blog ini tentang buku yang saya baca. Bukanlah review yang formal tapi serba sedikit cerita di sebalik pengalaman saya membaca novel Ayat-ayat Cinta 2. :) Terima kasih buat anda yang sudi membaca entri ini. Saya amat hargainya. <3

Sebenarnya saya amat terpanggil untuk membeli lantas membaca novel ini kerana ia adalah kesinambungan dari novel Ayat-ayat Cinta. Dan semestinya novel itu saya baca kerana ia antara novel cinta islami yang terawal berada di pasaran dan mendapat sambutan luar biasa hebat! Saya tidak menonton filemnya, hanya baca novelnya. Siapa tak kenal Fahri, Aisha & Maria kan? ;)

Saya mengambil masa yang agak lama juga untuk menghabiskan novel 1000 mukasurat ini. Alhamdulillah berjaya habiskan walaupun sejujurnya ada beberapa bahagian yang saya skip untuk baca, iaitu bahagian-bahagian Fahri berdebat atau berdiskusi secara ilmiah. Saya amat musykil mahu tahu apa yang terjadi kepada Aisha, kerana itu saya agak terganggu jika terlalu banyak diskusi ilmiah yang perlu dibaca. Maaf Kang Abik. Tapi diskusi itu semua sememangnya terlalu hebat serta sangat informatif, cuma saya yang memilih untuk skip ketika proses pembacaan. 

Perasaan ketika membaca novel ini? Sudah tentu amat bercampur baur, namun yang paling banyak adalah rasa sayu. Sayu saat Fahri rindukan Aisha dan terluka hatinya tatkala tidak mengetahui apa yang terjadi kepada buah hatinya Aisha. Juga terbit rasa kagum dengan Fahri, yang mencuba sehabis baik untuk berdakwah menggunakan akhlak yang mulia, dengan cara membalas kejahatan dengan kebaikan demi kebaikan. Namun tertanya juga, apakah benar-benar wujud insan yang terlalu sempurna seperti Fahri?

Antara perkara lain yang amat menggembirakan hati saya ketika membaca novel ini ialah latar belakang kisahnya; iaitu di Scotland. Negara yang amat dekat di hati saya kerana di situlah saya dilahirkan. Membaca cerita yang dipetik satu persatu tempat di negara itu, benar-benar terasa nostalgik meski saya tidak lama berada di sana, malah masih terlalu kecil untuk mengingati setiap momen istimewa. 

Jalan cerita novel ini, saya rasakan cukup teratur. Cerita satu persatu diselitkan, watak demi watak diperkenalkan dan tidak sukar untuk difahami jalan penceritaannya. Terlalu banyak tanda tanya yang menyebabkan tangan ini tidak mampu berhenti dari membelek helaian demi helaian sehingga saya temui jawapannya. Terlalu ramai wanita baik dan cantik yang muncul di sepanjang cerita namun bagaimanakah akhirnya penghujung kisah Fahri dengan wanita yang dihadirkan dalam hidupnya? Dan di mana sebenarnya Aisha? 

Apapun, antara mutiara berharga yang dipelajari dari kisah Ayat-ayat Cinta kali ni ialah;

1) cinta yang kuat kepada seseorang mampu memberi kita kekuatan untuk meneruskan perjuangan

2) benarlah bahawa akhlak yang mulia itu melebihi segalanya

3) kesucian diri ternyata lebih penting dari paras rupa yang hanya sementara

4) bahagia itu ada, carilah dalam diri kita, minta dari Dia

5) Betapa besarnya pengorbanan mereka yang mempertaruhkan nyawa demi menjaga agama

6) Aisha, Hulya, Sabina.... daku ingin jadi seperti kalian!



Jumpa lagi. :')



The book. And me.

Friday, March 28, 2014

Saturday, March 9, 2013

At the Touch of Love

Bismillah.

Finally March is here.

Any special event on March? Well, for me I had an important date there; March the 5th marked the day where a younger brother of mine is scheduled to fly somewhere to continue his degree. Still can't believe that he's now no longer in Malaysia. The first in my siblings to study abroad. I miss him already. A very kind, lovely and sweet brother of mine. (My two sisters will agree with me about this. :) Hi kak, hi adik. *wave hand*)

That day at the airport, I just hold back my tears when the time for departure was announced. I could still stay calm and just reminded myself that it was exactly like the old days, those days where we were apart coz he needed to go back to his hostel. Perhaps this kind of thought will help me to keep calm. But it was different. The background was never like this. No airport, no big luggage, no red eyes. Well, I still managed to not to show my tears, till I witnessed the touching moment between my brother and my dad. My dad hugged him tightly and I could see the love was flowing and travelling between them and at this very moment, I can still remember the mood, the face expressions, I was really moved.

It breaks my heart every time I think about my dad's face at that precious moment. *wipe tears* It's very rare for me to see my dad hugs his son like that, a hug like it's a day after being separated for years, he was hugging my brother as if he's still my dad's little boy, a hug where you can feel the atmosphere suddenly turns dull and all you can do is just hoping that the time will pause and let yourself embrace the mood and love.

What was I thinking at that time? I cried because I guess, maybe all this while, my brother really long to get a warm hug from dad. I can sense that the hug had gave him an extraordinary spirit. And at time I was very sure that love is the most powerful thing that can offer you strength to face life, and inspire you to keep surviving, especially the love from parents. I know everybody longs to be told that they are loved and they have parents to support them in whatever decisions they make.

I read somewhere that there's a survey done about grown up sons. Most of them say that they always want to hear the 'I love You - I am proud of you' from their fathers. They long to get hugs and have affectionate relationship with fathers when they can be called grown-ups. How many fathers that still hug and kiss the forehead of their sons every time they meet and part? Are pats-on-back still mean 'well done, son' or 'all the best, son'?

After I saw that moment between my dad and brother, I promised to myself that when my kids grow up I will still give them hugs and kisses and praises and loves as much as I give them when they are babies. There's no thing such as 'too much love'. Rather, lots of people lack love. They don't get enough love that they deserve. And that my dear, is something which can affect your inner self, your motivation, and your life. Believe me.


If you love someone, give them your time. When you are giving your time to others, it means that they are important to you, coz you are giving them something limited, something that never stops and never returns. This reminds me about what Professor Morrie said. (Again. Well I just finished reading that book, somehow words from that book still linger in my mind.) 

"You know what really gives you satisfaction? Offering others what you have to give. I don't mean money, Mitch [the name of the student recording the conversation]. I mean your time. Your concern."

"Devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to the community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purposes and meanings. There's nothing in there about salary."

"Giving to other people is what makes me feel alive. Not my car or my house. When I give my time, when I can make someone smile after they were feeling sad, it's as close to healthy as I ever feel."

To relate this issue to me myself, I love my daughter so much, so I give her my time. I postponed chasing my own dreams coz I wanna get busy offering my time and breath and love to my daughter. She deserves all those things from me. I am sure I made the right decision when I chose to become a full-time-at-home mother. Coz there is no regret in raising, teaching, and taking care of the amanah Allah has given me. 

Wallahua'lam.

"If you don't have the support and love and caring and concern that you get from a family, you don't have much at all. Love is so supremely important. A our great poet Auden said, 'Love each other or perish'." -Professor Morrie 


Thursday, February 28, 2013

We Are Getting Older

Bismillah.

When I watched the Wanita Hari Ini TV show discussed about how women at forty can reduce the feeling of being threatened by their own age, it reminds me about what Professor Morrie once said about the fear of aging.

We were told by our society that the younger someone is the prettier they will be, the younger the healthier, the younger the better, and so on so forth. By this, we keep trying to get rid of aging process and hide it by struggling to get the younger looks. Yeah, it's not wrong to look younger than your age, but it indicates that people are afraid to grow older. They feel that they are threatened by the younger generations. (Women, especially). I wanna type here some of the sayings by Prof Morrie regarding this issue. Simple but deep. Very deep.

He said,

"I embrace aging. It's very simple. As you grow, you learn more. If you stayed at twenty-two, you'd always be as ignorant as you were at twenty-two. Aging is not just decay, you know. It's growth. It's more than the negative that you are going to die, it's also the positive that you understand you're going to die, and that you live a better life because of it. "

"If you've found meaning in your life, you don't want to go back. You want to go forward. You want to see more, do more."

"If you're always battling against getting older, you're always going to be unhappy, because it will happen anyhow."

"How can I be envious of where you are, when I've been there myself?" (This is the answer he gave when asked whether or not he envies younger people)

~Quotes taken from the book entitled: Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom. ~

So it is understandable, right? That no matter what age you are at now, the most important thing is to treasure it, to make it significant, to do your best, and never feel the need of going back to the younger age. Aging adds life's experiences to you, or in sum, it makes you wiser. Remember, too many of us look back to our past and say: "Oh my God why I was so stupid last year." Yes, every year we have this kind of monologue within ourselves. Thank God we realize about it. :)

Our Prophet said that the only disease that can't be cured is old age. ((Allah has not created a disease except that He has created a cure for it; except for a single disease: old age. Tirmizee, 2039)) Embrace it. Age means time. And time means Allah is still giving you chance to improve yourself, to clean up your soul, to do more 'ibadah, to contribute more to the society, and to be more prepared to meet Him.

So ladies, what's there to be afraid of telling your real age? The longer you stay in the denial phase about your age, the more you'll feel down and unsatisfied. Nothing you can do to change your age, but you can add value to it.

Wallahua'lam.


p.s.: I am 26 and happy.