Fingers = People ??

Assalamualaikum w.b.t.

"How's the people in Jordan?"
"Ermm.. Some of them are very kind, some of them are in the middle and... Sorry to say that some of them are not very good.."
"It's alright. I understand. You know what.. My sis said that people are like our fingers. Look. All the five fingers are not the same right??

I nodded and gave a smile agreed with her point.
This is the conversation between my new friend, Baraah and I when we met about three days ago.

People Resemble Our Fingers

All fingers are different with each other. So do the people. Not all people are bad and not all people are kind. So, when we meet people that are very kind to us, appericiate them. If we meet bad people, let say in their manner just remind yourself not to do the same manner. If it is a weird stranger, just be careful by taking some precautions for the sake of our safety.

Don't Judge a Book by Its Cover

The appearances, deeds and etc may affect your judgement about someone. Maybe when you met someone in the past with the same.. ermm.. let say the way of walking and she was not very friendly, and then at the other time you met the different person with the same type of walking, you might set in your mind that the person was also not very friendly.

Another example, when you met a person who rarely smiles, you would think that he or she is an arrogant person.

Don't let your mind to think like that. Free your mind from having bad impressions about someone.

For the first example, remember that different person will have at least a different in him or herself. Maybe only the way of walking is the same but the second person you met might be a friendly person.

For the second one, try to be positive. Maybe the person was in stress because of having too many exams or problems or anything that made he or she rarely smiles.

Conclusion
Set your mind to be a positive thinker..!!

Wassalam..

Raya..!! Raya..!!

Assalamualaikum w.b.t.

Ada org kata.. kalau buat post dalam english, die x de feel sangat sebab agak susah nak keluar perkataan yg betul2 kena dgn kehendak ayat. Except if the person is very good in english. Bila fikir2 balik, memang betul pon sebenarnya. Lagi satu, pembaca or the readers from Malaysia macam lebih bersemangat la nak baca kalau post tu ditulis dalam bahasa melayu. Kalau macam tu, kenapa tulis dalam English ek?? Sebab.. nak improve English laa.. tu salah satu sebab utama. Sebab yg lain.. mana la tau ada kawan dari bangsa lain nak baca ke.. kalau dalam english, even broken english, maybe diorang faham laa sikit2.. haha.. perasan.. ('=_=). Hurmm.. dah lama berfikir.. eyh x de la lama sangat.. akhirnya penulis buat keputusan buat selang seli. Lepas english, melayu dan sebaliknya..

Okeyh, kita pergi kepada tajuk sebenar.. Raya..!!

Malam itu, takbir raya bergema di seluruh pelosok negara Jordan menandakan esok adalah hari raya. Takbir yg sedang bergema itu lain sedikit dari kebiasaan yang selalu didengar oleh rakyat Malaysia. Takbir yg dilaungkan tiada alunan sayu tiada alunan merdu. Takbirnya biasa sahaja namun dapat dihayati sepenuhnya oleh sesiapa yang memahami.. Namun begitu, seusai solat isyak, terdengar takbir seolah2 kami berada di Malaysia. "Bio betul.. ooo patutlaa.. Budak2 Melayu pulak yg bertakbir.. bagus2!!" Sayu terasa. Teringat ketika takbir beralun di kampung.. Teringat dulu2 bersama2 nenek membuat ketupat palas.. Teringat ummi n mak teh n mak ngah sibuk2 rebus nasi himpit. Teringat...macam2 laa.. Huhu..

Tapi, x lama pon mengenang nostalgia lalu. Lepas beberapa minit, penulis dan housematenya (Zulaikha, kak piya n kak faez) sibuk dalam suasana memasak. Kalau dulu, tolong2 je.. Sekarang, kena buat sendiri.. Kalau dulu ummi yg fikir nak masak apa.. sekarang kena fikir sendiri.. Huhu.. Memang belajar berdikari laa.. Nak tau kami masak apa?? Firstly, menu utama mee hoon goreng -masakan kak faez and roti jala -masakan kak piya. Dessert: puding roti -penulis try buat. Alhamdulillah, jadi2.. hehe.. Dan yg paling istimewa sebab jarang dibuat orang even orang2 kat Malaysia pon jarang buat..(yelaa.. dah ada.. buat pe susah2 buat..) that is SATE..!! -Zulaikha n kak faez potong n cucuk daging. -sama2 bakar n kipas: yg paling hebat mengipas kak faez n penulis sampai x de 'ENERGY' n sakit tangan.. Fuhh!! Cayalaa..!!

Mee hoon n roti jala..

Puding roti

SATE..~!~!

Malam tu jugak syabab Malaysia dipecahkan kepada beberapa kumpulan untuk bertakbir di rumah2 akhawat -takbir versi Malaysia ye..! hehe.. Ada yang bagus. tapi dengar cerita ada jugak yg x hafal.. hakhak.. x pe x pe.. faham.. setahun sekali kan..

Hurmm memang x tidur malam la siapkan persiapan2 untuk raya malam tu. Semangat x?? Hehe.. Esoknya, macam kat Malaysia pakai baju raya.. pakai wangi2.. lawa2.. pergi solat raya. Budak Malaysia conquer masjid.. haha..

Then, sambung balik buat kerja2 dapur and kemas2.. Dalam lepas zohor, tetamu first datang. Iaitu Kak Ahiyasah and da geng..!! Tetamu2 first nie buat r&r kat rumah penulis.. Penat sangat beraya kot.. Hehe.. Tetamu datang berderu-deru lepas asar. Penat sangat melayan. kak faez n kak piya sibuk kat dapur masak makanan tambahan. Zulaikha sibuk cuci pinggan. Huhu.. Sampai la maghrib baru tetamu2 beransur-ansur pulang..

Wah..!! It's the time for us pulak nak beraya..!! First pergi rumah kak lina and da geng. Second, rumah kak Robe'ah n da geng. Third, rumah kak Ahiyasah and da geng. Kami collapse di situ.. Huhu.. (Tidur rumah kak ahiyasah. Bukan setakat r&r.. buat macam kampung sendiri siap.. hehe.. thanx kak..)

Second day patutnya pergi MSD. tapi penulis and housemates x pergi sebab penat sangat.. Alaa.. x pe x rugi pon sebab kitorg buat sate jugak.. hehe.. lagipon MSD tu sempit + ramai sangat orang + pernah je makanan x cukup.. huhu.. Tapi tahun nie cukup kot..

Hurmm.. amacam?? Seronok x baca suasana beraya kat Jordan?? huhu.. Okeylaa.. Cuma, iyelaa.. bukan beraya dgn family laa.. huhu.. x pe x pe.. tahun depan nak balik.. Raya kat Malaysia..!!!

Wassalam..

I Was Impressed..!!

Assalamualaikum w.b.t.

Firstly, I would like to wish all Muslims Happy Eid Mubarak..!! "Kullu 'am wa antum bikhair.." Before I write about hari raya in Jordan, I would like to tell about what did the Urdunians do during Ramadhan that really made me feel respect with them.

The things that really impressed me were:-

• all the restaurants were closed from the morning till the time of break fast. No even one of them were eating or drinking. Not even the non-muslims. I don't know if there were any because it's difficult to be found except once, in the University. Maybe they feel really thirsty after walking from a building to another at that time. However, that was only once rather than in Malaysia. Huhu.. One more thing, here if it was the time for solat Jumaat, ALL the shops will be closed and they will open back after the prayer. Look!! How they really respect the Jumaat prayer time.
• Many of them were with Qur'an wherever they go. Even though he is only a guard..!! (terharu n insaf sangat!!) If they are taxi drivers, many of them will listen to Qur'an al kareem rather than other songs. Try to compare it with Malaysians.. Huhu.. Don't have to give the answers because all of us know it right??
• Then, during tarawih the masjid was always full especially the last ten days of Ramadhan. We always have to rush to the masjid at that time. If not, there would be no place for us. On 27th Ramadhan, they believe that it was a lailatul qadr. So, at that night the masjid was very full till a few of them had to pray outside. Wow!! They really wanted the 'pahala' for that night..!! How was Malaysians?? Where are they on the last ten days? Huhu..

Okay, now we move to the hari raya part.. No. To be more arranged I will post on the another new post. Insyaallah..

Wassalam..

Betul ke nie??

Post kali ini adalah dalam versi Melayu.. Kenapa?? Entah.. Maybe penulis nie rindu kat MALAYSIA kot.. huhu.. Seriously, rindu.. Especially kat bilik tidurku.. Oh, MALAYSIA tanah airku!! Haha.. Sejak bila jadi patriotik nie??

Ada satu kisah sebenarnya. Kisah nie tak taula boleh percaya ke x.. Ikut org yg membaca la nak percaya ke x nak. "Apa yg penting?? Kerjasama..!!" haha.. x delah.. k, kite truskan dgn kisah tu ye.. Bersedia.. Ready.. 1..2...3...action!!

Malam tu, penulis dan housematesnya (Zulaikha, kak Piya, kak Lieya n kak Ziela) pergi ke rumah kak Ain, kak Idayu n kak Noni atau rumah mereka lebih dikenali dgn nama hamra'.. utk melaksanakan Qiamullail.. Tapi..!! penulis dan kawan penulis..iaitu Zulaikha x bangun pon mlm tu.. sedar2 rupenya dah nak sahur.. Boleh je solat lagi time nie.. So, solat la 2 rakaat.. pastu sahur sama2.. Lepas subuh, kami bermalas2 lagi atas tilam kak idayu.. Malas tul nak balik rumah time tu.. alih2 ada tafaqquh rupenya pagi tu.. Dalam pukul 8 tu penulis n teman sebayanya nak balik rumah.. nak bersiap. Tapi..!! x jadi.. tau sebab ape?? Kunci x de!! Adooii!! kne tunggu kak Lieya or kak Ziela balik.. Naik la atas balik pergi rumah hamra' tadi.. Yg peliknya.. apesal tah.. x sampai2.. "Bio btol nie zul..!! Camne nie??" Zulaikha hanya menggeleng. 'X pe x pe rilex..' penulis menenangkan rentak jantung yg dah mula lain macam. Tiba2..Zulaikha atau nama nicknya, Zul, menolak satu pintu yg x berkunci. Ingatkan dah jumpe rumah hamra'. Rupa2nya... Eyh.. apesal mcm lain je nie?? Mereka menggonyoh2 mata yg tidak gatal. Zul dgn selambanya melangkah masuk ke dalam. Penulis apelagi.. ikut jejak laa.. Tup2.. jumpe kak Ziela, kak Lieya n kak Piya kat situ.. "Nielah Amman.. Selamat dtg ke Amman..!!" Kak Ziela bersuara. 'Pelik btul.. macam pintu Doraemon la pulak. Ermm x pela.. ikut saja..!!' cetus suara hati penulis ketika itu.

First, mereka ke Mecca Mall yg amat famous di Jordan tu.. kak Ziela kata die teringin sangat nak makan masakan cine kat situ.. Teringin sgt2.. Melebihi org yg mengidam!! haha.. Anyway, x pela.. ikut je.. Sementara tunggu utk berbuka, mereka fikir baik pergi shopping dulu alang2 dah ada kat Amman nie.. Sebelum tu, pergi solat dulu. Bagus x shopping complex kat sini.. ada azan.. bagus kan?? Yg peliknya..Mecca Mall nie sunyi je time tu.. x ramai org.. beza sgt dgn K.Lumpur.. kakak2 tu kata maybe sebab bulan puasa kot.. Ermm x pela lagi bagus.. x de kena bersesak2.. Tapi..!! Seusai sahaja habis mewindow shopping kat satu kedai cendermata nie.. eyh, x habis lagi pon sebenarnya.. kena halau sebab die nak tutup kedai dah. Padahal waktu tu baru pukul 5ptg x silap. Ermm x pela pergi kedai lainlah.. Tup2.. kedai2 lain pon mengikut langkah yg sama.. Kesian.. Sedih je.. Kedai buku pon tutup. Alih2 mereka tunggu la utk bukak puasa kat salah satu restoran yg ada kat situ..

Penulis n kak Lieya pesan spagetti. Zul pesan burger. kak Piya pesan roti pizza yg x mcm pizza. Isi die kat dalam. Pelik skit pizza die. Nama die bkn pizza rasanya. Ape bende tah. Lastly, kak Ziela.... die pada mulanya..setia menunggu restoran yg ada masakan cina tu buka..tapi x buka2.. akhirnya memilih nasi ape tah.. agak banyak yg akhirnya x mampu dihabiskan olehnya.. Kesian..nasi itu mesti menangis mengenangkan nasib dirinya yg akan dibuang begitu sahaja.. Penulis digelar sebagai heroin kerana berjaya mghabiskan spagettinya yg agak banyak dan agak kureng rasanya. Kak lieya telah cuba sedaya mungkin..namun tidak berjaya mghabiskan spagettinya. kak piya x aci sebab die minta untuk tapau..atau dlm arabicnya safari. Zul pulak..igtkan habis..tapi x habis juga.. Dia tapau jugak tapi tapau daging burger tu je. Roti tinggal.. huhu.. Muak katanya..

Then, mereka pergi main bowling pulak. Satu game 3 dinar kot. Blurr je igtan waktu tu. Beli 3 game kot. mainla utk 5 org.. huhu.. X de yg strike pon. Bnyk msk longkang.. haha.. pengalaman pertama penulis main bowling. Kat Amman tu.. jgn main2.. Tapi, boleh tahan gakla.. Pemain terhebat waktu tu kak lieya kot. Tengah syok2 main tu, air yg ditapau skali tadi tumpah.. alamak!! mcmana nie?? klu kat Malaysia mesti dah kena marah. Apalah org Arab tu kata. Bajet nak sorokla.. tapi kantoi gak.. Segan je.. org arab tu bawa kain lap siap. Apela yg die kata ek?? Entah2 die kata 'Dahla main pon asyik masuk longkang. Buat tumpah air plak dah.. Eisy dak2 nih..' huhu.. Entah btol entah idok..

Abis main bowling, nak kne cari hotel tuk solat n tidur semalaman sebab dah mlm sgt kot waktu tu. Pergila ke 'Abdali.. Tau kenapa?? sebab dgr2 kat situ ada hotel murah.. dalam 8 dinar je. Sampai hotel yg diperkatakan itu, mereka semua terkezut!! x kan la 8 dinar je mcm nie?? agak mewah.. dah amat murah kalau btul harganya 8 dinar untuk semalaman. Tanya2 kat kaunter.... mak oooii!! bukan 8 dinar.. bukan 5 dinar.. bukan 1 dinar.. tapi..!! plg murah.. 70 dinar tu pon utk seorg ke dua org.. blurr.. x ingat.. x pasti.. Aduhh!! mcmana nie.. Alih2.. cari hotel lain dekat2 situ.. Masuklah satu hotel nie.. Erk.. bukan hotel kot.. motel rasanya.. murah mmg murah.. dalam 5 ke 8 dinar. Tapi..!! Ya Allah!! mengerikan n menakutkan n... mcm2 laa.. x sanggup rasanya.. akhirnya, kembali semula ke hotel yg agak mahal tadi.. bkn agak mahal.. mmg mahal!! Tanyalaa.. klu 5 org nak duduk satu bilik boleh x?? Dia x bagi.. rayu2.. dapatla satu bilik 5 org harga 110 JOD.. mak oooiii!! adooiii!! mcmane nie?? Bincang2.. buat keputusan rayu lagi. Minta x yah sahur.. rupanya sahur tu percuma je pon.. huhu.. Time pergi tgk bilik.. kak Lieya dgn mengumpulkan sisa2 kekuatan yg ada.. tanya kat org arab tu.. "fi musolla?? Mumkin nom fi musolla..??" org arab tu trus terkezut.. bawala mereka nie ke kaunter semula. Dia bagitahu kat teman sekerja dia yg mereka nie nak tidur kat musolla.. 2 Orang arab tu pon bincang2 balik.. Akhirnya, diorg buat keputusan.. bagi penulis n kawan2nya duduk kat dalam satu bilik dgn harga 100JOD.. tanpa pilihan, penulis dan teman2 seperjuangan ketika itu bersetuju utk membayar 20JOD seorang.. ha..!! ada satu waktu tu, ada pelayan bagi minum juice. Zul dgn selambanya bertanya "bibalash??" Betapa takut kalau2 terpaksa keluarkan duit untuk minuman tersebut. Sambil tersenyum dan menahan tawa, pelayan tersebut mengiyakan. haha.. Malam itu, penulis dan yg lain2 menggunakan sepenuhnya bilik yg berharga 100JOD utk semalaman tu. Solat tarawih x ditinggalkan..huhu.. Bajet nak turun sahur.. x nak tidur la konon.. alih2 x terbangun coz semua tertidur.. x pela.. sahur tu percuma.. x de rezeki.. redho2..

Time nak balik ke Irbid tu.. masa naik lif kat hotel, tiba2 je rasa macam nampak kak Idayu tengah tepuk2 bahu penulis.. 'Bile pulak kak Idayu ada nie?' Sedar2 rupe2nye ada kat hamra' lagi.. huhu.. Itulah kisah Amman di dalam dunia fantasi.. Menarik x? Bayangkan kalau benda2 tu btul2 terjadi.. huhu.. Entahlaa.. No comment..!!

p/s: kalau ada tokok tambah.. maafkan ambe neh..!!

Was It Rude?? Hurm...

Assalamualaikum w.b.t.

Long time no see right?? Huhu.. busy with my classes plus not in mood of writing before this..

It was in arabic class. I came on time on that day. Before this, I had once late for the class because of the bus which we called gonggok. Haha.. weird isn't it? It is not the arabic word. It is malay word which is the name of one species of worms, that is ulat gonggok. The name was given by the seniors becouse of the unique structure of that Germany made bus. Seriously it was really like that ulat gonggok. Right, continue to our main story. When I was late for that first time, Dr. Idtikhar was quite angry. I saw it through her face even though she didn't shout or scream or anything. Just that she gave us a warning for not coming late again. Okay2..we have to walk from the tibb building to handasah building which will take about 5-10 minutes. That is if we walk like we are having jogathon. If we walk with average, then maybe it will take about 15-20 minutes. Imagine how far and fast we have to jog..!! (penat sangat..!!) huhu.. However, I just try to have patience for it. Morever, this can strengthen our stamina through the whole first semester. Do not have to exercise anymore..haha..

Okay, we go to the main point in the story. That day, she was in her good mood. Maybe because all of us was on time. She started teaching about tafseer min soorah al an'am:152-153 in arabic. Some students understood shuaiy2(a little bit) and others were in blurrr..especially students who didn't have any basic in arabic. For the readers information, there was one student from america who even didn't know the huruf hija'iyyah and she is a muslim!! If I was not mistaken.. First, she and her friends who were also in blur didn't tell that they didn't understand. However, after about 10 to 20 minutes they started the drama.. huhu..

This drama may have been editted because of the technical problems..
Student: Dr., are we going to study the al-Qur'an in the whole class??
Dr.: This was just a little bit from it.
Student: We do not understand at all!! Can you give something easier as we are international students!!
Dr.: Ok2..You are Muslim right??
Student: Yeah!! But.......!
Dr.: Okay, if I teach about soorah al fatiha, is there anybody who does not know it?
Student: Yes, maybe this will be more easier..
After a few minutes learning and discussing al fatiha....
Student: Should we learn something like grammatical.. and all stuffs like that?? We even cannot read!! (She tried to read the words on board) Should we?? (buat muke nyampah)
Dr.: Then, how do you know al fatiha?
Student: I just read it by mouth!!
Dr.: Ok2..See me after the class..!!
Students(except malay students and a few arab students): (packing their bag and showing the mnympah face)

Was it rude? Maybe it was their culture to be like that. I mean straight to the point. If they do not understand, then they just raise their hands up. Not like the Malay culture. Very polite..!! Even if there is anything that is not understood, SOME malay students are timid to voice out.. Sometimes, I am like that too. huhu.. But I try to improve it by... maybe see the lecturers after the lectures.. My opinion, there is a polite way to voice out our not understanding. Not meaning that everytime we are not understand, we have to see the lecturers after the class. We can raise our hands up during the lectures but please speak or voice it out politely.

p/s: You know what? Many of JUST lecturers like the politeness of Malay students here!! Keep it up and improve it guys!!

Wassalam..

Sumptuous Food in Jordan.. ^_+ n Ahlan Wasahlan ya Ramadhan..!!

Assalamu'alaikum w.b.t.

Firstly, before I go further into the topic, I would like to wish all Muslims over the world 'Ramadhan kareem.. wa kullu antum bikhair.. Insyaallah' (Happy Ramadhan and hopefully you are fine..). There are many tazkirahs written by the bloggers out there. So, just read them and take something from there. Alright?? Anyway, let us try to make this Ramadhan better than the previous Ramadhan Insyaallah..

Next, we go to our main topic.. Hehe.. My advice, read only when u have broken fast.

Ok, the first Urdun or Jordan food that I ate was halawiyyat (dessert) which Jordanians called it as kinafah.. Maybe it was too sweet for someone that didn't like it. But for me, it was just nice. And I like it. huhu.. Here is the picture.

Kinafah.. sedap ooo..

Second was shawarma. There were two types of shawarma which were shawarma 'arabi and shawarma 'adi. Their tastes are same but the way they were fold was different. What a mouth watering shawarma..!!

Shawarma 'arabi

Shawarma 'adi

Third was layalilubnan, also one of the halawiyyat of Jordanians. Given by Kak Ziela and Kak Liya's neighbour who is one of the lecturers at Jordan University of Science and Technology (JUST). I like it!!

Layalilubnan

The last one was Maqlubah. It was rice which was cooked with chicken and some 'rempah'. Maqlubah means 'terbalik' or up side down. This is because after cooking, the position of the chicken which is under the rice was changed up side down so that the chicken was on the top of the rice. Very delicious..!!

Maqlubah

Hurmm, wanna have some?? Ahlan wasahlan ilal Urdun!! (Welcome to Jordan!!) Hehe..

Wassalam.

Journey to Middle East..

Assalamu'alaikum w.b.t.

At last, after we had about 15 hours of exhausted journey, we safely arrived at the Amman airport at 9 and a half morning, Jordan time. We met the seniors there and they took us to sakan (hostel). Then, after some briefing, we were taken to the seniors' house and stayyed there for three days. Zulaikha and I was staying at Kak Liya and Kak Ziela's house which is known as Qasrul Balqis (Balqis's Catsle). Below are some pics taken during the journey.

Dubai Airport

Dubai airport chandeliar

Look..!! There was someone sleeping on the carpet.. huhu.. This was at Dubai airport.. There were many people sleeping anywhere they liked. Huhu.. weird isn't it?? The international airport was like that?? Hurmm.. Should the Dubai airport give them special places to let them lay down releasing their tiredness..??

This is the Amman airport.. KLIA is more attractive isn't it?? huhu..

Panoramas during the journey from Amman to Irbid which take about an hour and 10 minutes.What I can conclude from the view along the journey is the theme colour of Jordan is brown. Most of the buildings are brown as they are not painted. Moreover, Jordan is one of the countries that consists mostly of desert. Huhu..

To be continued..