Sunday, October 30, 2005

Far More Precious Than Diamonds And Pearls

The following incident took place when Muhammad Ali's daughters arrived at his home wearing clothes that were not modest. Here is the story as told by one of his daughters:
When we finally arrived, the chauffer escorted my younger sister, Laila, and me up to my father's suite. As usual, he was hiding behind the door waiting to scare us. We exchanged many hugs and kisses as we could possibly give in one day.
My father took a good look at us. Then he sat me down on his lap and said something that I will never forget. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Hana, everything that God made valuable in the world is covered and hard to get to. Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected. Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell. Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You've got to work hard to get to them."
He looked at me with serious eyes. "Your body is sacred. You're far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too."

Friday, October 21, 2005

Dinner

After been married for almost 3 years, yesterday for the first time I had gut to invite my parents in law for dinner. Perhaps you’re wondering why it takes so long for me to do that. It’s because the situation at that time was impossible for me. It’s a long story. But sometimes I invited them for tea or coffee with some cakes.

Back to dinner, to be honest I was very nervous. I was afraid they don’t like my cooking. Besides it’s Ramadhan and I was fasting so I could only taste the food when it’s time to breakfasting. I made chicken soup (soto ayam kuning) with martabak telor. Two hours before dinner I had started to cook. I was very busy and luckily my daughters were very nice that day and not being naughty at all.

Finally they came and dinner was ready. We sat down at the table and started to eat. I couldn’t eat until they gave a comment about my cooking. To my surprise they said my cooking was very good. I was so relieved and started to eat. Before they left my house my father in law said that I should invite them again next week and of course I said I will. That was a nice dinner and my daughter ate more than usual. However, I still think that I’m not a good cook though I can do pretty well when I’m in the mood.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Worth Telling Today

Got an email from a good friend of mine when we still working at this company. She told me that she’s getting divorce. I was shocked that I just staring at my portable PC, completely blank. I was very sad since I know her very well. We shared with each other the story of our love life. We cried together when we got broken heart. It made me sadder coz she responded to my good news about the birth of my second child -- which I had sent more than two months ago -- with this sad news. It wasn’t my marriage but for somehow I felt sad too. She’s a good person and a good muslim as well. Luckily she has no children yet. Since the one who will suffer from a divorce are always the children. Sometimes I wonder why bad things very often happen to good people. But one thing I know for sure that on no soul doth Allah place a burden greater than it can bear. I think every single thing that happen in this world has a purpose. We just don’t know yet. Well I hope she’ll be strong in facing this misfortune. And I do pray Allah it will never happen to me.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Kisah Sepotong Kue

Seorang wanita sedang menunggu di bandara suatu malam. Masih ada beberapa jam sebelum jadual terbangnya tiba. Untuk membuang waktu ia membeli buku dan sekantong kue di toko bandara, lalu mencari tempat untuk duduk. Sambil duduk wanita itu membaca buku yang baru saja dibelinya. Dalam keasyikannya ia melihat lelaki di sebelahnya dengan begitu berani mengambil satu atau dua dari kue yang berada di antara mereka. Wanita tersebut mencoba mengabaikan agar tidak terjadi keributan. Ia terus membaca, mengunyah kue dan melihat jam. Sementara si Pencuri Kue yang pemberani menghabiskan persediaannya. Ia semakin kesal sementara menit menit berlalu.

Wanita itupun sempat berpikir: ”Kalau aku bukan orang baik sudah kutonjok dia!”. Setiap dia mengambil satu kue si lelaki juga mengambil satu. Ketika hanya satu kue tersisa, ia bertanya-tanya apa yang akan dilakukan lelaki itu. Dengan senyum tawa di wajahnya dan tawa gugup, si lelaki mengambil kue terakhir dan membaginya dua. Si lelaki menawarkan separo miliknya sementara ia makan yang separonya lagi. Si wanita pun merebut kue itu dan berpikir: ”Ya ampun orang ini berani sekali, dan ia juga kasar malah ia tidak kelihatan berterima kasih”. Belum pernah rasanya ia begitu kesal. Ia menghela napas lega saat penerbangannya diumumkan.

Ia mengumpulkan barang miliknya dan menuju pintu gerbang. Menolak untuk menoleh pada si ”Pencuri tak tahu terima kasih”. Ia naik pesawat dan duduk di kursinya, lalu mencari bukunya yang hampir selesai dibacanya. Saat ia merogoh tasnya, ia menahan napas dengan kaget. Disitu ada kantong kuenya, di depan matanya !!!. Kok milikku ada disini erangnya dengan patah hati. Jadi kue tadi adalah milik lelaki itu dan ia mencoba berbagi. Terlambat untuk minta maaf, ia tersandar sedih. Bahwa sesungguhnya dialah yang kasar, tak tahu terima kasih. Dan dialah Pencuri Kue itu !

Dalam hidup ini kisah pencuri kue seperti tadi sering terjadi. Kita sering berprasangka dan melihat orang lain dengan kacamata kita sendiri serta tak jarang kita berprasangka buruk terhadapnya.

Orang lainlah yang selalu salah
Orang lainlah yang patut disingkirkan
Orang lainlah yang tak tahu diri
Orang lainlah yang berdosa
Orang lainlah yang selalu bikin masalah
Orang lainlah yang pantas diberi pelajaran

Padahal

Kita sendiri yang mencuri kue tadi
Kita sendiri yang tidak tahu terima kasih

Kita sering mempengaruhi, mengomentari, mencemooh pendapat atau penilaian atau gagasan orang lain. Sementara sebetulnya kita tidak tahu betul permasalahannya.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Marhaban Ya Ramadhan

tiada kata seindah zikir
tiada bulan seindah Ramadhan
ijinkan kedua tangan bersimpuh maaf
untuk lisan yang tak terjaga
janji yang terabaikan
hati yang berprasangka
dan sikap yang pernah menyakitkan

Maaf lahir dan bathin
Selamat menunaikan ibadah puasa