Monthly Archives: September 2013

Hurt by Others: How to Cope and Heal by Yasmin Mogahed


When I was growing up, the world was a perfect place. The only problem was, that it wasn’t. I used to believe that everything could always be ‘fair’. To me that meant no one should ever be wronged, and if they were, justice must be served. I fought hard for the way I believed things should be. But in my struggle, I overlooked a fundamental truth about this life. In my childish idealism, I failed to understand that this world is inherently imperfect. We, as humans, are inherently imperfect. So we will always mess up. And in those mess-ups, we will inevitably hurt others, knowingly, and unknowingly, intentionally and unintentionally. The world would not always be fair.

Does that mean we stop struggling against injustice, or give up on Truth? Of course not. But it means we must not hold this world – and others – to an unrealistic standard. But that’s not always easy. How do we live in a world so flawed, where people let us down, and even our own family can break our heart? And perhaps, hardest of all, how do we learn to forgive when we have been wronged? How do we become strong, without being hard, and remain soft, without being weak? When do we hold on, and when can we let go? When does caring too much, become too much? And is there such a thing as loving more than we should?

To begin to find these answers, we have to first take a step outside our own lives. We need to examine whether we are the first or the last to feel pain or be wronged. We need to look at those who came before us, to study their struggles, and their triumphs. And we need to recognize that growth never comes without pain, and success is only a product of struggle. That struggle almost always includes withstanding and overcoming the harms inflicted by others.

Recalling the shining examples of our prophets will remind us that our pain is not isolated. Remember that Prophet Nuh was abused by his people for 950 years. The Quran tells us: “Before them the People of Noah rejected (their apostle): they rejected Our servant, and said, ‘Here is one possessed!’, and he was driven out.” (Qur’an, 54:9) Nuh was abused so much that he finally “called on his Lord: ‘I am one overcome: do Thou then help (me)!’” (Qur’an, 54:10)

Or we can call to mind how the Prophet ﷺ was pelted with stones, until he bled, and how the companions were beaten and starved. All of this harm was at the hands of others. Even the angels understood this aspect of human nature – before we even came to be. When Allah told the angels that He would create humanity, their first question was about this harmful potential of humans. Allah tells us: “Behold, thy Lord said to the angels: ‘I will create a vicegerent (humanity) on earth.’ They said: ‘Wilt Thou place therein one who will make mischief therein and shed blood?’” (Qur’an, 2:30)


This potential of humanity to commit horrific crimes against each other is a sad reality of this life. And yet many of us are so blessed. Most of us have not had to face the type of calamities that others have endured throughout time. Most of us will never have to watch as our families are tortured or killed. And yet, there are few of us who could say we have never been hurt, in one way or another, at the hands of someone else. So although most of us will never have to know the feeling of starving to death or standing helpless as our homes are destroyed, most of us will know what it means to cry from a wounded heart.

Is it possible to avoid this? To some degree, I think it is. We can never avoid all pain, but by adjusting our expectation, our response, and our focus, we can avoid much devastation. For example, putting our entire trust, reliance, and hope in another person is unrealistic and just plain foolish. We have to remember that humans are fallible and therefore, our ultimate trust, reliance, and hope should only be put in Allah. Allah says: “…whoever rejects evil and believes in Allah has grasped the most trustworthy handhold that never breaks. And Allah is Hearing and Knowing of all things.” (Qur’an, 2: 256) Knowing that Allah is the only handhold that never breaks, will save us from much unneeded disappointment.

And yet this is not to say that we should not love or that we should love less. It is how we love that is important. Nothing should be our ultimate object of love, except Allah. Nothing should come before Allah in our hearts. And we should never come to a point where we love something, other than Allah, in such a way, that it would be impossible to continue life without it. This type of ‘love’ is not love, but actually worship and it causes nothing but pain.

But what happens when we’ve done all that and still we have been hurt or wronged by others – as will also inevitably happen? How can we do what is the hardest? How can we learn to forgive? How can we learn to mend our scars and continue being good to people, even when they are not good to us?

In the story of Abu Bakr radi Allahu `anhu (may Allah be pleased with him), is a beautiful example of exactly that. After his daughter, `Ayesha (r), was slandered in the worst way, Abu Bakr (r) found out that the man who began the rumor was Mistah, a cousin who Abu Bakr had been supporting financially. Naturally Abu Bakr withheld the charity he had been giving the slanderer. Soon after, Allah revealed the following ayah: “Let not those among you who are endued with grace and amplitude of means resolve by oath against helping their kinsmen, those in want and those who migrated in the path of Allah. Let them forgive and overlook. Do you not wish that Allah should forgive you? Indeed Allah is oft-Forgiving, most Merciful.” (Qur’an, 24:22) Upon hearing this ayah, Abu Bakr resolved that he did want Allah’s forgiveness, and so he not only continued to give the man money, he gave him more.

This type of forgiveness is at the very heart of being a believer. In describing these believers, Allah says: “And who shun the more heinous sins and abominations; and who, whenever they are moved to anger, readily forgive.” (Qur’an, 42:37)

The ability to readily forgive should be driven by an awareness of our own flaws and mistakes towards others. But most of all, our humility should be driven by the fact that we wrong Allah every single day of our lives, when we sin. Who are we compared to Allah? And yet, Allah, Master of the universe, forgives by day and by night. Who are we to withhold forgiveness? If we hope to be forgiven by Allah, how can we not forgive others? It is for this reason that the Prophet ﷺ teaches us: “Those who show no mercy to others will have no mercy shown to them by Allah.” [Muslim]

This hope for Allah’s mercy should motivate our own desire to forgive and to one day enter the only world that really is perfect.


Lola & Melo ….pengakhiran yg di luar jangkaan


Weekend lepas adalah weekend yg muram.

Keputusan melepaskan Lola ke tangan tuan yg baru telah termaktub. Janji dibuat dgn hati yg amat berat. Jam 9:00 malam hari Sabtu….Lola bertukar tangan..diiringi tangisan Qaseh yg payah mahu reda. Pulang ke rumah jam 10:00, Melo dalam cage muram….tidak lincah….saya fikirkan hanya demam. Memang dari pagi tadi Melo tidak sihat macam Lola 2 hari lepas. Kanda bimbang..mahu bawa ke klinik tapi saya kata esok saja…sebab Lola yg sebelum ini demam pun 2 hari dah ok.


Pagi Ahad waktu saya panggil Melo macam biasa..saya lihat dia terbaring pulas. Cage saya hampiri….mata Melo separuh tutup…saya pegang…keras…saya jerit kanda sambil airmata turun laju. Melo saya dah tiada…..sedih sungguh saya lihat keadaannya. Tentu sakitnya tenat hingga tidak lagi bernafas pagi itu. Saya salahkan diri…..terus-terusan. Kanda gali lubang depan rumah….untuk Melo agar dekat dgn kami. Hingga ke malam….rumah jadi muram…suram.

“Ibu tak payah lah nangis-nangis. Kan Melo mati kat rumah kita. Kalau dia mati kat umah orang lain barulah boleh nangis-nangis. Tu…ayah tanam Melo dekat umah kita je….mana ada melo pegi jauh-jauh”. Pujuk Qaseh.

Kali ini saya bertekad lagi. Tekad yg sama tiap kali kucing saya mati. Tekad yg boleh saja saya lupakan bila saya sudah berniat semula mahu tambah jumlah kucing dalam rumah ini. Sekarang yg tinggal hanya Blackie, Timmy n Barney. Ini saja yg mahu saya bela………tak mahu lagi yg baru….tak mahu lagi sedih2…


Tiada lagi Lola n Melo berlari2 nakal……….

Bersawang lagi….update bulan September 13


Banyak betul sawang di laman blog ni….macam rumah tinggal pulak. Menjenguk pun jarang sekali. Sibuk? Tak juga……itu mood tarak mari la mahu update. Cerita ada…..tapi berlalu macam tu la.


Along percubaan SPM bulan ni. Result…eermmm…..ada semua. A..B..C…D…E…hihi. Takpelah Along…jangan stress-stress sangat. Tak perlu sampai dapat straight A’s….sukar tu. Dapat 5A’s utk layakkan Along menempatkan diri di IPTA pun dah bersyukur sangat2. Seminggu dua ni…saya jalankan interview di daerah rezeki untuk jawatan pengajar dan rata2 candidate yg hadir berpendidikan Master belaka…ada juga yg sedang ambil Phd. Bila diimbas result SPM…..kebanyakkannya bukanlah lulus dgn straight A’s. Itu tandanya bukan mudah mahu lulus semua dgn tahap paling tinggi tetapi kalau ada anak bangsa yg mampu…..saya tabik tangan tinggi2 tanda kagum.


Untuk Angah…masih juga tidur dlm kelas d daerah ilmu. Ada juga dugaan besar yg ditanggung….alhamdulillah masih diberi ruang oleh Allah. Bulan lepas dibisikkan di telinga saya hasrat mahu tukar sekolah. Dgn terperanjat saya tanya sebab musabab. hanya satu….”Tak catch up..angah tak pandai”. Sedih hati saya. memang di TGB..pembelajarannya tak sama. Anak2 diterapkan pembelajaran ala universiti…..harus berdikari ….no more spoon feed. Angah saya pesan……hanya perlu belajar manage masa sendiri. Sudah berada dikeliling orang yg cerdik pandai jadi haruslah ambil kesempatan untuk mencabar diri menjadi antara yg terbaik. Mana yg tak catch up….saya tambah dgn special class..pesan saya lagi. Angah angguk..lemah. Minggu lepas..terpilih mewakili sekolah dlm festival Muzik MRSM di Baling. Saya bikin suprise…jenguk sebentar kebetulan ada di Sg Petani. Angah jadi ‘bidan terjun’ bermain drum. Boleh ke?? Katanya hanya berlatih sehari semalam. Boleh kut….ibu n ayah tengoklah nanti..tuturnya.


Izzah macam biasa..membantu di rumah. Melihat angah dgn muzik….merengek-rengek mahu main violin pulak. Errrmm…..nanti di congak2 dulu……yuran belajar muzik bukan murah. Niat mahu hantar juga sebab Izzah tidak aktif bersukan. At least ada juga kemahiran yg dia ada. Shahir macam biasa. tak habis2 dgn badminton. Kanda risau…anak bujang yg satu ni tak besar2…hehe. Sabarlah kanda..belum masa lagi. Qaseh dah mula pandai mengeja. Katanya..ibu jangan belikan adik buku sekarang tau. Tunggu sampai adik dah habiskan buku Anakku no 10. Pandai pulak budak kecik ni. Sekarang masih buku Anakku no 4 katanya lagi.


Saya dan kanda…..sedang bersama-sama berjimat cermat. Semuanya untuk digunakan nanti buat bercuti di Bandung pada December. Tiket dah beli….yeehooo. Sekarang kumpul duit utk buat belanja kat sana. Impian hampir terlaksana. Kalau orang lain nak keluar negara..tiada masaalah….bagi kami yg bergaji sederhana begini, excitednya lain macam. Duit disimpan berdikit-dikit saban bulan selepas gaji almaklumlah….banyak belanja sebab anak2 ramai. Semoga dipermudahkan……in shaa Allah.

Let’s pray for our brother n sister…..Muslim all around the world !


rosecems:</p><p>Be with Allah, and Allah will be with you, Insha Allah.<br />


Dah ramai innocent muslim yg terkorban tanpa mengira umur. Kecil, dewasa, muda dan tua…..muslim kita diduga di seluruh dunia. Mereka yg terkorban tidak boleh bangun lagi untuk hari-hari baru yg kita lalui. Walau begitu masih juga ramai lagi yg masih mempertahankan kesucian Islam walau kehilangan insan-insan tersayang saban waktu.

Saya kagum…..terasa diri terlalu kerdil. Belum mampu dan entahkan bersedia ditimpa dugaan-dugaan besar begitu agaknya.

Mendengar berita-berita sedih meruntun ini…hati sering saja jadi sakit….hiba. Kekejaman dan penganiayaan melampau hampir saja menyebabkan sukar lagi mahu bicara.

Hanya doa yg mampu kita pohon agar…saudara muslim kita seluruh dunia diberikan kekuatan dan kesabaran luarbiasa oleh Yang Maha Kuasa.

There’s no words to explain malah langsung can’t even imagine their pain…..