- Ahmad Jais
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Monday, October 08, 2012
Rebus Rebus!
Rasanya sudah sampai masanya saya menulis entri ini. Sudah dua kali saya makan di restoran Rebus Rebus, dan kedua-dua kali saya dibelanja orang. Alhamdulillah, moga Allah murahkan rezeki Firdaus dan Pak Long.
Dua kali, maka saya sudah sedikit "pakar" dalam selok-belok makan di sini. Jadi saya senaraikan "walkthrough" atau "petua" makan di Rebus-Rebus.
Alhamdulillah kenyang..
Jadi dekat mana Rebus-Rebus ni? Bolehlah rujok peta di bawah.
Memang sesuai untuk apa-apa acara berjemaah seperti reunion atau jamuan hari jadi. Oh, birthday boy/girl dapat free pulak tu. Dan boleh request ini!:
Bak kata Boboiboy: Terbaekkk.
Dua kali, maka saya sudah sedikit "pakar" dalam selok-belok makan di sini. Jadi saya senaraikan "walkthrough" atau "petua" makan di Rebus-Rebus.
- Datang awal. Restoran ini buka pada pukul 6 petang. Oleh itu, bolehlah datang terpacak dekat depan kedai pada pukul 6. Restoran ini ada sediakan surau lelaki dan wanita oleh itu tak payah risau, boleh solat Maghrib dan Isya' bila dah masuk waktu.
- Datang beramai-ramai. Sebab makan steamboat? Adalah acara paling afdal berjemaah.
- Pilih sup. Rebus Rebus ada sup ayam, tomyam dan asam pedas?laksa?. Personally saya suka sup ayam.
- Sementara staf Rebus Rebus menyiapkan periuk dan grill di meja, bolehlah pergi mengambil lauk untuk dimasak. Ambil: daging untuk dibakar (paling sedap!), mee "maggi" untuk direbus (juga paling sedap!), salad & sayur, dan bermacam-macam pilihan lauk untuk steamboat. Ambil juga, sos untuk dicicah. Paling sedap: blackpepper.
- Kemudian masa untuk merebus dan membakar! Masukkan semua bahan steamboat ke dalam periuk dan bakar daging menggunakan marjerin.
- Ini resepi saya cipta sendiri: letakkan marjerin, sos blackpepper dicampur dengan daging yang dibakar atas grill, kemudian keluarkan sedikit mee maggi dalam periuk tadi dan "goreng" atas grill. Sedapppp.
- Bila dah puas makan, bolehlah pergi menyerang freezer aiskrim. Kalau tak puas makan lagi, ulang langkah 4-5.
Alhamdulillah kenyang..
Jadi dekat mana Rebus-Rebus ni? Bolehlah rujok peta di bawah.
Memang sesuai untuk apa-apa acara berjemaah seperti reunion atau jamuan hari jadi. Oh, birthday boy/girl dapat free pulak tu. Dan boleh request ini!:
Bak kata Boboiboy: Terbaekkk.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Beyond the Veil
Yesterday me, Mama and Nadiah went to a speak by Syaikh Abdal Hakim Murad at IIUM titled "Beyond the Veil: Seeing New Realities in Islam". I attended a workshop by him before so I really wanted to attend this one too. Alhamdulillah Allah allowed me to.
We were a bit late and the lecture already started by the time we made our way to the lecture hall. Not able to hear the preface/introduction (or even aware the summary of what the talk was about) I was a bit confused and it wasn't after some time I started writing down.
But now that I look back at my notes I realize how insufficient, incomplete they are and writing them here will do no justice for Syaikh's lecture. There were times where I just stopped writing and just let his words soak in, times that I just have to look at Nadiah's face and saying yesyesyes with my face. Also there were moments when I feel stabbed one time, two times, many times especially when he was talking about human's obsession with shopping (and I just got back from a round of shopping with Rahah).
Basically his lecture was about how Muslims should oppose how the world is going now, which is a religion of consumerism, flocking shopping malls in order to buy stuffs (ouch), a lifestyle that is totally unsustainable. The rest of humanity is marching to somewhere really different, and this process of profiteering results in environmental destruction. Muslims don't accept that humanity are only here just to do shopping. We must be dissidents.
In regards to what is happening to Islam right now, instead of feeling despair and thinking that Islam is in crisis we should remind ourselves that things are really not bad. For example there is nothing like Ramadan in other religion, everyday billions of Muslims face Mecca for qiblah, our ibadah and rituals have been preserved which is a major achievement not of our own but because of the grace of Allah. Thus, we should always say "Alhamdulillah", "Thank you Allah".
We are freaking out so often because we are paranoid. Thinking that we are being attacked, that people are conspiring against us is paranoia. That was how the Munafiqeen felt and not the great Companions in Rasulullah's time. For the Sahabahs the conviction that "Hasbunallah wa ni'mal-Wakeel", "Allah Is Enough for me" carried them through.
I feel really blessed with the chance to attend this lecture. While Mama told me that she thought Prof Tariq Ramadan's lecture we attended before was better I personally feel I enjoyed this one more. Mama said she already knows most of what Syaikh lectured, they are what a lot of Ustaz in Malaysia already talked about. I guess I just need a Mat Salleh from Cambridge with the most beautiful spoken words (like reading a book) driving home all these wisdom that we probably know but never ponder upon before, nodding yesyesyes hoping these words straight to my heart stay there.
We were a bit late and the lecture already started by the time we made our way to the lecture hall. Not able to hear the preface/introduction (or even aware the summary of what the talk was about) I was a bit confused and it wasn't after some time I started writing down.
But now that I look back at my notes I realize how insufficient, incomplete they are and writing them here will do no justice for Syaikh's lecture. There were times where I just stopped writing and just let his words soak in, times that I just have to look at Nadiah's face and saying yesyesyes with my face. Also there were moments when I feel stabbed one time, two times, many times especially when he was talking about human's obsession with shopping (and I just got back from a round of shopping with Rahah).
Basically his lecture was about how Muslims should oppose how the world is going now, which is a religion of consumerism, flocking shopping malls in order to buy stuffs (ouch), a lifestyle that is totally unsustainable. The rest of humanity is marching to somewhere really different, and this process of profiteering results in environmental destruction. Muslims don't accept that humanity are only here just to do shopping. We must be dissidents.
In regards to what is happening to Islam right now, instead of feeling despair and thinking that Islam is in crisis we should remind ourselves that things are really not bad. For example there is nothing like Ramadan in other religion, everyday billions of Muslims face Mecca for qiblah, our ibadah and rituals have been preserved which is a major achievement not of our own but because of the grace of Allah. Thus, we should always say "Alhamdulillah", "Thank you Allah".
We are freaking out so often because we are paranoid. Thinking that we are being attacked, that people are conspiring against us is paranoia. That was how the Munafiqeen felt and not the great Companions in Rasulullah's time. For the Sahabahs the conviction that "Hasbunallah wa ni'mal-Wakeel", "Allah Is Enough for me" carried them through.
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| Adding the collection of books I bought but haven't read |
I feel really blessed with the chance to attend this lecture. While Mama told me that she thought Prof Tariq Ramadan's lecture we attended before was better I personally feel I enjoyed this one more. Mama said she already knows most of what Syaikh lectured, they are what a lot of Ustaz in Malaysia already talked about. I guess I just need a Mat Salleh from Cambridge with the most beautiful spoken words (like reading a book) driving home all these wisdom that we probably know but never ponder upon before, nodding yesyesyes hoping these words straight to my heart stay there.
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Going back to Singapore
I just got back from a 3 days, 2 nights trip to Singapore. I went there specifically to accompany my friend who wanted to catch the Harry Potter exhibition going on at the Arts and Science Museum but we took the chance to visit some other places too.
I've been to Singapore twice previously. The first one was with Arwah Atuk when we attended a wedding of Nenek's friend. We stayed in Nek Busu Zai's house in JB and her daughter drove us there. Besides going to the kenduri we didn't actually stop anywhere else but I remember Atuk pointing out a complex as where he had his police training.
The second time I was there was to attend the Singapore vs Liverpool FC match in 2009. We had a great time being busystalking following the Liverpool team to their Singapore river cruise, going to the Kallang Stadium, singing on our way back, making banners for the match. It wasn't really a sightseeing trip but we managed to slot a trip to Orchard Road (where everything was horribly expensive and I could only afford the fridge magnets).
This time around we actually had a plenty of time to spare. Plenty of time to study the MRT system and also finding we prefer the buses and walking everywhere instead. Plenty of time to look and soak the atmosphere, smile at the locals, chat with pakciks in the Sultan Mosque...
What can I say. The trip is full of me feeling ahhhh this is what Malaysia could have be too. If instead of Proton we went for MRTs, if instead of demolishing every old buildings in KL's Golden Triangle we preserve them for tourists and future generations (I am still bitter about the demolition of Pudu Jail) if instead of building another mega project we clean up the embarrassing mess that is the Klang river flowing through the heart of KL if if if.
Singapore will always feel familiar by the stories my mother told me of her childhood there. Of Atuk always buying murtabak on his pay day (we had the Arab Street's famous murtabak. I am convinced it is the same murtabak in Mama's stories), of the whole family going for Eid visits by bus, of childhood in the police housing playing with other children (or rather the other children not wanting to play with Mama because she cries easily), of Nenek's helping Mama to cross the big street on the way to the school and once she got Mama and Mak Lang safely on the opposite side then walking back home, of a house without television making Mama watching the drama Melayu from the window of their neighbour's house and of Atuk having enough of his embarrassing children and buying a TV finally.
Walking around Singapore I felt like I was reliving those moments in Mama's stories. It really helps that while there are impressive skyscrapers and modern buildings in recent years, they still maintain their old buildings, airport, HDB flats and old shopping complexes. It makes me feel that I am back to those days and some moments actually brought tears to my eyes. It made me miss Atuk desperately, thinking I would have love to see how dashing he must've been in his police uniform, and also a longing for Nenek Mariam who I never got to know.
I've been to Singapore twice previously. The first one was with Arwah Atuk when we attended a wedding of Nenek's friend. We stayed in Nek Busu Zai's house in JB and her daughter drove us there. Besides going to the kenduri we didn't actually stop anywhere else but I remember Atuk pointing out a complex as where he had his police training.
The second time I was there was to attend the Singapore vs Liverpool FC match in 2009. We had a great time being busy
This time around we actually had a plenty of time to spare. Plenty of time to study the MRT system and also finding we prefer the buses and walking everywhere instead. Plenty of time to look and soak the atmosphere, smile at the locals, chat with pakciks in the Sultan Mosque...
What can I say. The trip is full of me feeling ahhhh this is what Malaysia could have be too. If instead of Proton we went for MRTs, if instead of demolishing every old buildings in KL's Golden Triangle we preserve them for tourists and future generations (I am still bitter about the demolition of Pudu Jail) if instead of building another mega project we clean up the embarrassing mess that is the Klang river flowing through the heart of KL if if if.
Singapore will always feel familiar by the stories my mother told me of her childhood there. Of Atuk always buying murtabak on his pay day (we had the Arab Street's famous murtabak. I am convinced it is the same murtabak in Mama's stories), of the whole family going for Eid visits by bus, of childhood in the police housing playing with other children (or rather the other children not wanting to play with Mama because she cries easily), of Nenek's helping Mama to cross the big street on the way to the school and once she got Mama and Mak Lang safely on the opposite side then walking back home, of a house without television making Mama watching the drama Melayu from the window of their neighbour's house and of Atuk having enough of his embarrassing children and buying a TV finally.
Walking around Singapore I felt like I was reliving those moments in Mama's stories. It really helps that while there are impressive skyscrapers and modern buildings in recent years, they still maintain their old buildings, airport, HDB flats and old shopping complexes. It makes me feel that I am back to those days and some moments actually brought tears to my eyes. It made me miss Atuk desperately, thinking I would have love to see how dashing he must've been in his police uniform, and also a longing for Nenek Mariam who I never got to know.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
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Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Drawing
(This is an extension of Mama's post here).
I don't have much artistic talent. I can manipulate images in Photoshop, and that's the extend of it. I always appreciate people who can draw though, I remember watching Pak Busu draws a lot of characters and comics. Pak Busu does not draw anymore!
I can't draw. And apparently I can't colour either. Here's my pathetic attempt at colouring Insan's drawing:
I don't have much artistic talent. I can manipulate images in Photoshop, and that's the extend of it. I always appreciate people who can draw though, I remember watching Pak Busu draws a lot of characters and comics. Pak Busu does not draw anymore!
I can't draw. And apparently I can't colour either. Here's my pathetic attempt at colouring Insan's drawing:
Monday, April 23, 2012
Seminar Pembangunan Karakter Berteraskan Surah Luqman
I attended this seminar last Saturday and Sunday. Knew about it from the last seminar also given by Ustaz Hasrizal Abd Jamil : "Apa Erti Saya Menganut Agama Islam". Because we registered then, instead of RM 200 we were charged only RM 100. We also bought the food coupons for RM 40.
Alhamdulillah, I learned a lot. I must say I've loved Ustaz Hasrizal's delivery since I first heard his talk during Kuliah Rabu in Mesiniaga and the previous seminar also cemented my preference for his kind of delivery. All the way throughout his presentation last weekend I keep telling my Achik: this could be a master thesis! The way he explored and extended the advices by Luqman, connecting the concepts to other verses in the Qur'an and he was even referring to contemporary/mainstream sources. Achik pointed some models/theories are from those developed by psychologists and Ustaz Hasrizal himself even cited Stephen Covey's book as one of his English references.
As someone who is writing about how Islamic values are not values that are in opposed of contemporary values, the seminar feels especially close to me. Because after all Islam serve as a guidance for humans, Islamic values therefore must be human values.
My mum had the chance to follow the seminar too, albeit from home via online. Ustaz Hasrizal and Akademi Sinergi graciously shared it FOC in the form of "Webinar" or Web Seminar. She could listen to the seminar and see the slides being used. (Mama was so excited, there was a rare exclamation mark on her text message to me). Alhamdulillah, may God repay the kindness of Ustaz Hasrizal and his team.
On the way home yesterday before sending Nafisah off to KL Sentral, Achik Didi took the long way and made a detour to Dataran Merdeka. I requested this previously because I so wanted to see the people who are not of those categorized by Ustaz Hasrizal to have the characteristic of "Aku Tidak Pedulisme". I've been following their tweets occasionally and while I don't agree with the movement asking that PTPTN be abolished (I am of opinion if you've consciously borrowed, you must pay back), the "Occupy Dataran" movement feels right to me. They want public places to be returned to the public, and also is the extension of the various Occupy Movement worldwide.
From the seminar I learned that characteristics of arrogance are labeling truth as insignificant, and thinking lowly of others. May Allah guide us to not ever disregard the truth and from the thoughts that we are better than others. Ameen.
Alhamdulillah, I learned a lot. I must say I've loved Ustaz Hasrizal's delivery since I first heard his talk during Kuliah Rabu in Mesiniaga and the previous seminar also cemented my preference for his kind of delivery. All the way throughout his presentation last weekend I keep telling my Achik: this could be a master thesis! The way he explored and extended the advices by Luqman, connecting the concepts to other verses in the Qur'an and he was even referring to contemporary/mainstream sources. Achik pointed some models/theories are from those developed by psychologists and Ustaz Hasrizal himself even cited Stephen Covey's book as one of his English references.
Usaha "bergambar" dengan Ustaz Hasrizal.
My mum had the chance to follow the seminar too, albeit from home via online. Ustaz Hasrizal and Akademi Sinergi graciously shared it FOC in the form of "Webinar" or Web Seminar. She could listen to the seminar and see the slides being used. (Mama was so excited, there was a rare exclamation mark on her text message to me). Alhamdulillah, may God repay the kindness of Ustaz Hasrizal and his team.
On the way home yesterday before sending Nafisah off to KL Sentral, Achik Didi took the long way and made a detour to Dataran Merdeka. I requested this previously because I so wanted to see the people who are not of those categorized by Ustaz Hasrizal to have the characteristic of "Aku Tidak Pedulisme". I've been following their tweets occasionally and while I don't agree with the movement asking that PTPTN be abolished (I am of opinion if you've consciously borrowed, you must pay back), the "Occupy Dataran" movement feels right to me. They want public places to be returned to the public, and also is the extension of the various Occupy Movement worldwide.
Gambar ditangkap tergesa-gesa dari dalam kereta.
Agaknya TIBAI ni pun nak Occupy Dataran.
From the seminar I learned that characteristics of arrogance are labeling truth as insignificant, and thinking lowly of others. May Allah guide us to not ever disregard the truth and from the thoughts that we are better than others. Ameen.
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