Saturday, July 31, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Untuk Mengelakkan Kita Lupa....Amalkan Ini
Na dapat tahu bila na menonton TANYALAH USTAZ, ( "kufur nikmat" oleh ustaz roslan) di Terengganu :)
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Haram pakai jersi lambang salib
Oleh LUQMAN HAKIM AB. RAHIM
Antara jersi pasukan negara atau kelab yang tertera lambang salib atau imej syaitan adalah Brazil, Portugal, Sweden dan Norway, Manchester United dan Barcelona.
KUALA LUMPUR – Pemakaian jersi bola sepak atau sebarang pakaian yang memiliki lambang salib, jenama arak dan imej syaitan adalah haram hukumnya dan boleh menjurus kepada perbuatan syirik.
Penasihat Majlis Agama Islam Johor (MAIJ), Datuk Nooh Gadot berkata, perkara tersebut ditegah oleh Islam dan perbuatan mengabaikan hukum yang sudah jelas boleh membawa umat Islam ke arah syirik.
Antara jersi pasukan negara atau kelab yang tertera lambang salib atau imej syaitan adalah Brazil, Portugal, Sweden dan Norway, Manchester United dan Barcelona.
KUALA LUMPUR – Pemakaian jersi bola sepak atau sebarang pakaian yang memiliki lambang salib, jenama arak dan imej syaitan adalah haram hukumnya dan boleh menjurus kepada perbuatan syirik.
Penasihat Majlis Agama Islam Johor (MAIJ), Datuk Nooh Gadot berkata, perkara tersebut ditegah oleh Islam dan perbuatan mengabaikan hukum yang sudah jelas boleh membawa umat Islam ke arah syirik.
Merendahkan hormon leptin
Oleh IZYAN LIYANA MOHD. DARIF
izyanliyana.darif@kosmo.com.my
PADA petang itu Sazzy Falak, 29, beria-ria menolak pelawaan hidangan berasaskan daging atau ayam. Seolah-olah menikmati menu tersebut merupakan kesalahan besar yang sukar dimaafkan.
"Maaf bukan cerewet tapi saya hanya makan ikan. Sudah setahun saya mengamalkan pescetarianisme iaitu makan sayur-sayuran dan ikan sahaja. Langkah drastik ini saya praktikkan bagi menjalani kehidupan yang lebih sihat.
"Sebelum ini rejim kesihatan saya lebih cenderung pada amalan bersenam di gim dan aktiviti yoga berbanding terlalu memikirkan aspek pemakanan. Meskipun jarang makan makanan yang berkalori tinggi tetapi badan saya masih belum cergas dan bertenaga khususnya untuk bangun pada waktu pagi," kata Sazzy sambil menjamu ikan kembung dan kerabu sayur.
Sejak mengamalkan rutin pemakanan tersebut dia dapat merasakan perubahan positif pada dirinya. Dia tidak menyangka pengambilan ikan dalam menu harian dapat membantu meningkatkan stamina, sekali gus mengurangkan keletihan walaupun bekerja sejak awal pagi hingga lewat malam.
Malah, anak kelahiran Kuala Lumpur itu juga mendapati kulit wajah dan badannya semakin cerah. Akui Sazzy: "Minda semakin cerdas dan pergerakan badan bertambah cergas. Bayangkan pada sebelah pagi saya sibuk dengan tugasan menguruskan syarikat dan memenuhi sesi fotografi pada sebelah petang, namun pada sebelah malam saya masih bertenaga menjalani penggambaran drama.
"Bukan itu sahaja, badan terasa lebih ringan dan saya mampu menikmati tidur nyenyak. Barangkali, protein dan zat yang terkandung dalam ikan membantu menjadikan saya individu yang sihat.
Jelas anak sulung daripada tiga adik-beradik itu, biasanya dia mengelakkan ikan goreng kerana lebih gemar ikan yang dikukus atau dibakar. Semasa mengukus Sazzy tidak lupa mencampurkan sayur-sayuran dan rempah ratus agar semua ramuan sebati bersama ikan.
Menyedari kehilangan zat dan nutrisi yang terdapat dalam ayam dan daging, Sazzy yang ditemui di restoran Theborama Chocolate, The Curve, Petaling Jaya memberitahu, dia menggantikan produk tenusu dan serat yang memberi tenaga.
Dalam pada itu penyelidik dari Klinik Mayo Rochester, Minnesota, Amerika Syarikat (AS), Prof. Virend Somers mendedahkan, kajian mendapati diet berasaskan ikan merupakan rutin pemakanan yang sihat.
Buktinya rejim diet itu membantu mengurangkan kadar hormon leptin yang mempengaruhi nafsu makan secara berlebihan.
izyanliyana.darif@kosmo.com.my
PADA petang itu Sazzy Falak, 29, beria-ria menolak pelawaan hidangan berasaskan daging atau ayam. Seolah-olah menikmati menu tersebut merupakan kesalahan besar yang sukar dimaafkan.
"Maaf bukan cerewet tapi saya hanya makan ikan. Sudah setahun saya mengamalkan pescetarianisme iaitu makan sayur-sayuran dan ikan sahaja. Langkah drastik ini saya praktikkan bagi menjalani kehidupan yang lebih sihat.
"Sebelum ini rejim kesihatan saya lebih cenderung pada amalan bersenam di gim dan aktiviti yoga berbanding terlalu memikirkan aspek pemakanan. Meskipun jarang makan makanan yang berkalori tinggi tetapi badan saya masih belum cergas dan bertenaga khususnya untuk bangun pada waktu pagi," kata Sazzy sambil menjamu ikan kembung dan kerabu sayur.
Sejak mengamalkan rutin pemakanan tersebut dia dapat merasakan perubahan positif pada dirinya. Dia tidak menyangka pengambilan ikan dalam menu harian dapat membantu meningkatkan stamina, sekali gus mengurangkan keletihan walaupun bekerja sejak awal pagi hingga lewat malam.
Malah, anak kelahiran Kuala Lumpur itu juga mendapati kulit wajah dan badannya semakin cerah. Akui Sazzy: "Minda semakin cerdas dan pergerakan badan bertambah cergas. Bayangkan pada sebelah pagi saya sibuk dengan tugasan menguruskan syarikat dan memenuhi sesi fotografi pada sebelah petang, namun pada sebelah malam saya masih bertenaga menjalani penggambaran drama.
"Bukan itu sahaja, badan terasa lebih ringan dan saya mampu menikmati tidur nyenyak. Barangkali, protein dan zat yang terkandung dalam ikan membantu menjadikan saya individu yang sihat.
Jelas anak sulung daripada tiga adik-beradik itu, biasanya dia mengelakkan ikan goreng kerana lebih gemar ikan yang dikukus atau dibakar. Semasa mengukus Sazzy tidak lupa mencampurkan sayur-sayuran dan rempah ratus agar semua ramuan sebati bersama ikan.
Menyedari kehilangan zat dan nutrisi yang terdapat dalam ayam dan daging, Sazzy yang ditemui di restoran Theborama Chocolate, The Curve, Petaling Jaya memberitahu, dia menggantikan produk tenusu dan serat yang memberi tenaga.
Dalam pada itu penyelidik dari Klinik Mayo Rochester, Minnesota, Amerika Syarikat (AS), Prof. Virend Somers mendedahkan, kajian mendapati diet berasaskan ikan merupakan rutin pemakanan yang sihat.
Buktinya rejim diet itu membantu mengurangkan kadar hormon leptin yang mempengaruhi nafsu makan secara berlebihan.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Terasa Kegagalan.....
Salam...lama sudah na cuba untuk menyiapkan kerja dan mematuhi perancangan na....huhuhu, gagal lagi....tapi tulis dalam blog boleh lahh pula???. ..hehehhe, perlukan tempat untuk menyalurkan bisikan na.....tak mampu nak kata apa2...sebab banyak betul kejadian tidak disangka2 datang...na percaya di sebaliknya ada hikmah..insyaallah....
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Doa bila sakit kepala...
Salam, na dapat tahu daripada mak..dah lama dapat cuma baru hari ini dapat postkan....baca sambil mengurut...
Buku: Rahsia Anak Pintar
Dalam link tur, kita boleh dapatkan buku percuma:
Monday, July 12, 2010
Renung2 kan......Piala Dunia 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Keyakinan Na Bertambah!
Tidak sepenuhnya na menonton Rancangan Hal Ehwal Islam bertajuk Semarak Bersama Wira Gaza, ketika masa berbaki 30 minit terakhir, sayu ana melihat dan mendengar para panel bercerita pengalaman mereka. Selain doa yang mampu kita buat, kita kena menyokong kempen memboikot barangan menyokong yahudi....dan kena berterusan....!!! lihat ini:
http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=106192046095066&id=122503764453795
http://www.inminds.co.uk/boycott-brands.html
Ini pula akaun untuk Sumbangan Palestin
Tabung Palestin HALUAN
564490208528
(Maybank)
Aqsa Syarif Berhad
551575004299
(Maybank)
Na teringin nak tahu mcm mana ek..nak beli barangan yang ada kaitan dengan Palestin?...
p/s - add ni di facebook anda : http://www.facebook.com/boikotdemipalestin
http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=106192046095066&id=122503764453795
http://www.inminds.co.uk/boycott-brands.html
Ini pula akaun untuk Sumbangan Palestin
Tabung Palestin HALUAN
564490208528
(Maybank)
Aqsa Syarif Berhad
551575004299
(Maybank)
Na teringin nak tahu mcm mana ek..nak beli barangan yang ada kaitan dengan Palestin?...
p/s - add ni di facebook anda : http://www.facebook.com/boikotdemipalestin
To those who are married, .. Not married .. and soon to be married
To those who are married, .. Not married .. and soon to be married
MARRIAGE
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question.. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day..
She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy... Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions... She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. >From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning.. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I ran up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.......I cried and cried uncontrollably and carried her for the last time from the room to the hall with tears streaming down my face and gazing at my only son, his tears rolling from his eyes, they made me cry even more. I had lost my love, my wife and a loving and caring mother and nothing I could do now to put the clock backward. I had all the time now to look at her motionless body in detail but I knew it was going to be only for a short while until she made her last journey to the Lord......I held my son and wept again and again thinking of all the things I did not do for her when she was still alive.........and placed gently the flowers in her hands with my tears trickling on them.......she was gone forever, all my tears would not bring her back .
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah..blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you..
If you do, you might just save a marriage.
To those who are married, .. Not married .. and soon to be married
MARRIAGE
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question.. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day..
She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy... Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions... She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. >From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning.. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I ran up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.......I cried and cried uncontrollably and carried her for the last time from the room to the hall with tears streaming down my face and gazing at my only son, his tears rolling from his eyes, they made me cry even more. I had lost my love, my wife and a loving and caring mother and nothing I could do now to put the clock backward. I had all the time now to look at her motionless body in detail but I knew it was going to be only for a short while until she made her last journey to the Lord......I held my son and wept again and again thinking of all the things I did not do for her when she was still alive.........and placed gently the flowers in her hands with my tears trickling on them.......she was gone forever, all my tears would not bring her back .
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah..blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you..
If you do, you might just save a marriage.
To those who are married, .. Not married .. and soon to be married
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
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Thursday, July 1, 2010
Facebook Ustaz ZahazAN
Semoga bacaan ini dapat "put things into perspective" buat kita dalam menilai dan memahami kewajipan menutup aurat sebagaimana yang dituntut agama, insyaAllah.
Corat-Coret Kisah Tudung Labuh…
“Akak, kenapa akak pakai tudung labuh?” Soalan ini sudah banyak kali dilontarkan oleh remaja kepadaku. Adik bongsuku, Asiah Yusra yang sedang mekar meniti usia remaja, turut bertanya. Melihat wajahnya yang saling tidak tumpah dengan iras wajahku, aku terasa bagaikan sedang melihat diriku sendiri. Aku pernah remaja dan terpesona melihat kakak sulung bertudung labuh. Kufahami, remaja bertanya kerana mereka sedang tercari-cari identiti diri.
Kali pertama aku memilihnya sebagai imej diri ketika usiaku remaja. Saat itu, aku bertudung labuh kerana keindahannya menghiasi wanita-wanita berakhlak mulia yang kukenali. Ibuku, kakakku, kakak-kakak naqibahku, ustazah-ustazahku semuanya bertudung labuh. Hingga aku mensinonimkan tudung labuh itu dengan keindahan, keperibadian dan kebaikan. Walaupun aku turut mengenali teman-teman bertudung labuh yang akhlaknya bermasalah namun aku masih menemui keindahan jiwanya, ingin menjadi lebih baik. Hari ini, aku memilih tudung labuh kerana aku yakin ia lebih istimewa pada pandangan-Nya.
Ketika remaja, aku hampir tidak sedar banyak pertanyaan yang terpendam. Mungkin saat itu aku tidak tahu apa yang aku perlu tahu. Hinggalah persoalanku terjawab satu demi satu. Hikmah bicara kakak-kakak naqibahku menerangkan pelbagai soalan yang kutagihkan pengertian. Yang paling kuingati, Kak Siti Aisyah Mohd Nor (kini merupakan bidadari kepada seorang tokoh agama terkenal). Jasa kalian selamanya harum dalam ingatan.
Yang Tertutup Itu Indah
Ketika kubertanya tentang tudung labuh, mudah jawapan yang pernah kuterima, “Yang tertutup itu indah!” Jawapan yang membawaku mengkaji surah al-Ahzab ayat 59, maksud dan tafsirannya.
Firman Allah s.w.t. yang bermaksud: “Wahai Nabi, katakan kepada isteri-isterimu, anak-anak perempuanmu, dan isteri-isteri orang mukmin, ‘hendaklah mereka melabuhkan jilbab ke seluruh tubuh mereka. Yang demikian itu supaya mereka mudah dikenali sebagai wanita baik agar mereka tidak diganggu.’”
Ya, sedangkan buku yang kita sayangi, kita sampulkan seindahnya. Inikan pula bentuk tubuh wanita, takkan tiada sampulnya? Kuperhatikan kulit bukuku yang bersampul lebih terjaga berbanding kulit bukuku yang tidak bersampul. Kuperhatikan langsir yang cantik menghias pintu dan tingkap. Kuperhatikan kain yang mengalas meja dan perabot. Benar, yang tertutup itu indah! Begitu juga cara Allah menghargai keindahan wanita dengan menggariskan perbatasan aurat. Agar keindahan itu hanya dinikmati oleh insan yang berhak. Bukannya diratah-ratah oleh pandangan yang sakit.
Corat-Coret Kisah Tudung Labuh…
“Akak, kenapa akak pakai tudung labuh?” Soalan ini sudah banyak kali dilontarkan oleh remaja kepadaku. Adik bongsuku, Asiah Yusra yang sedang mekar meniti usia remaja, turut bertanya. Melihat wajahnya yang saling tidak tumpah dengan iras wajahku, aku terasa bagaikan sedang melihat diriku sendiri. Aku pernah remaja dan terpesona melihat kakak sulung bertudung labuh. Kufahami, remaja bertanya kerana mereka sedang tercari-cari identiti diri.
Kali pertama aku memilihnya sebagai imej diri ketika usiaku remaja. Saat itu, aku bertudung labuh kerana keindahannya menghiasi wanita-wanita berakhlak mulia yang kukenali. Ibuku, kakakku, kakak-kakak naqibahku, ustazah-ustazahku semuanya bertudung labuh. Hingga aku mensinonimkan tudung labuh itu dengan keindahan, keperibadian dan kebaikan. Walaupun aku turut mengenali teman-teman bertudung labuh yang akhlaknya bermasalah namun aku masih menemui keindahan jiwanya, ingin menjadi lebih baik. Hari ini, aku memilih tudung labuh kerana aku yakin ia lebih istimewa pada pandangan-Nya.
Ketika remaja, aku hampir tidak sedar banyak pertanyaan yang terpendam. Mungkin saat itu aku tidak tahu apa yang aku perlu tahu. Hinggalah persoalanku terjawab satu demi satu. Hikmah bicara kakak-kakak naqibahku menerangkan pelbagai soalan yang kutagihkan pengertian. Yang paling kuingati, Kak Siti Aisyah Mohd Nor (kini merupakan bidadari kepada seorang tokoh agama terkenal). Jasa kalian selamanya harum dalam ingatan.
Yang Tertutup Itu Indah
Ketika kubertanya tentang tudung labuh, mudah jawapan yang pernah kuterima, “Yang tertutup itu indah!” Jawapan yang membawaku mengkaji surah al-Ahzab ayat 59, maksud dan tafsirannya.
Firman Allah s.w.t. yang bermaksud: “Wahai Nabi, katakan kepada isteri-isterimu, anak-anak perempuanmu, dan isteri-isteri orang mukmin, ‘hendaklah mereka melabuhkan jilbab ke seluruh tubuh mereka. Yang demikian itu supaya mereka mudah dikenali sebagai wanita baik agar mereka tidak diganggu.’”
Ya, sedangkan buku yang kita sayangi, kita sampulkan seindahnya. Inikan pula bentuk tubuh wanita, takkan tiada sampulnya? Kuperhatikan kulit bukuku yang bersampul lebih terjaga berbanding kulit bukuku yang tidak bersampul. Kuperhatikan langsir yang cantik menghias pintu dan tingkap. Kuperhatikan kain yang mengalas meja dan perabot. Benar, yang tertutup itu indah! Begitu juga cara Allah menghargai keindahan wanita dengan menggariskan perbatasan aurat. Agar keindahan itu hanya dinikmati oleh insan yang berhak. Bukannya diratah-ratah oleh pandangan yang sakit.
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