September 19, 2009 at 6:16 pm (L.I.F.E :TheSeries)
Salaamullahi alaykum My Beloved Friends & Students, My Honourable Readers & Respected Visitors, with the arrival of this blessed occasion, this blessed opportunity i would like to savour and in this auspicious ceremony may i seek from you sincere forgiveness over all my wrongdoings, and may i hope kindly and ardently for your forgiveness ~ Rahimah Azhari, Eidul Fitri 1430H
September 8, 2009 at 4:40 pm (L.I.F.E :TheSeries)
As Salaamu Alaikum, i intended to share and put this video up a couple of nights ago, ..yes Al Hamdu lillah 2/3 of the month have already left us and although viewing this clip at this point in time may seem a little delayed, i optimistically believe it is NEVER TOO LATE to benefit from Reminders.. lets do so while we’re still alive, breathing and healthy, Wa Nashkur lillah for this Grand ni’mah of Hayaah YA RABB T_T ..
Late is when
the soul is parting..
at the order of Malak al Maut
InshaAllah, there is still room to beautify our Saum particularly at the peak of Ramadhaan; the last quarter that hosts the ten nights where among them is hidden the ever renowned Night of Excellence..
The Series:
August 30, 2009 at 5:33 pm (L.I.F.E :TheSeries)
On the eve of Independence Day i treated myself to this faith awakening and soul rejuvenating piece .. and now i would like to treat all my respected readers of this must watched-listened series, yes this is my treat for you..
#There are 5 clips altogether Please click here;
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So tomorrow is tentatively the country’s 52nd year of Independence.
I couldn’t help but mused..
..Are we really independent..?
Liberated in the real sense of the word?
Nay.
Oh when are we going to come to our senses
Hari Kemerdekaan yang ke-52
the event holds me void of any genuine thrill
Oh Thank You Allah for bestowing us with Ramadhan, its presence a blessing truly,
in the wholesome meaning of the word.
Thank You for sending us Ramadhan and with its descend;
a superficial day is overshadowed.
A manufactured day called
” Independence Day “
lama kelamaan rasa nak tergelak pun ada..
macam badut tak berakal with all the parading
Why are we fooling ourselves like this..?
when are we going to stop being FOOLS
when oh when
are we going to come to our senses
and stop pursuing things artificial.
Truly i say;
Ramadhan coinciding with Independence Day
is one of the greatest blessings that have happened in the history of our country!
ALLAHU AKBAR
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O Allah, i am deeply touched and moved by Your Grace, Love, Mercy and Bounty. That You inspired this sin bearing heart to check out this video-audio and enabled me to hear these invigorating words of reminders hence re-enlivening this weakening and withering fuaad, ultimately realigning it back to its fitrah…
Ya Allah, i am touched. and overwhelmed.
And I can never thank You enough
T_T
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August 18, 2009 at 1:57 pm (L.I.F.E :TheSeries, Reflections & Monologues)
Allahumma Baariklana Fii Rajaba wa Sya'bana wa Balighna Ramadhaan..
A Celebrated Time of Divine Blessings
Marhaban Ya Ramadhaan
Kenali & kecapi isi kandungannya yang sebenar..
On the essence of Ramadhaan
Wishing all my honourable readers & visitors and myself a blessed Ramadhan; optimized & protected, Insha Allah 
August 1, 2009 at 9:22 am (Little Paradise in the Valley, Reflections & Monologues)
O Allah in Your Gracious and Glorious Name I Begin
Laughs.. and so the saying goes 'cherish all your happy moments.. they make a fine cushion for old age'
16th July 2009 ~ i shall well remember this day
for as long as i live.
One memorable day
when verbal fury took over the lecture
indeed this historical day shall well be remembered.
The day i had scolded
The class of Secondary 3 Al-Ghazali.
The scene was an unexpected outburst of emotion
and a furious scolding
and it ended with
I storming out of the classroom.
And after a while
they came after me
as they always do
seeking sincere forgiveness.
Ya Rabbana,
May You bless them always.
Amiin
Ya Allah, how can a teacher have so much rage, I asked myself after having regained control and my stirred emotions neutralized. I was engulfed in sheer remorse shortly after the blow up. I just felt outright bad for having screamed at them.
But yah, who can understand you better than your own self. Only i knew why and only i knew how it could have happened. I’ve just been downright depressed lately. I think i’m entering the 2nd week of acute depression. but yeah who would have known eh.. and reality says that i’ve just been emotionally unstable these days
So yea in the distasteful event i had with my innocent learners i would rate the incident with the ration of 70:30. I would attribute the 70% as my own wrong doing and possibly the balance 30 or even less actually came from the students.
The lesson was simply unattractive and it was way at the end of the schooling hour. It wasn’t their fault that they lost interest and started focusing on their own interesting agenda. Yes.. they are barely 15 and 16 year olds.. and i expected them to give the attention span of 25 and 26 year olds, ya Allah you’re asking too much Rahimah.
But, AlHamdu lillah if there was anything that i could pride myself in in being a Teacher, particularly to these lot, is that my anger is short-lived, AlHamdulillah, i dont know how i did it but after a few minutes of the fiery blaze, the next thing i knew i was embracing them in my arms and hugging them dearly as they approached me seeking for my forgiveness.
Yea and i felt extremely bad for firing at them those fuming words of anger, particularly towards Halysha. i know i’ll be bearing this guilt for the rest of my life
But Subhan Allah, these students will always be my source of genuine inner happiness.. i’ll never forget how we were all gathered in that corridor (possibly named the Secondary 3 Avenue? lol.. ) even our revered Principal had to courteously asked to pass thru us… Lol.. We were really making a road block then, 
lol.. but wAllahi , that was one unforgettable gathering ..almost the whole class was there trying to apologize.. it was a very heartwarming occasion..something i’ll be reminiscing on after they have all graduated.. one event i’ll be keeping very close at heart, hence another additional piece to my life’s treasures
So this memorable incident has prompted me to electronically-pen down this post which i’ve been meaning to write on for quite a long while…
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Ya Rabbana, thank You for this blessed opportunity to be able to stand by Life,
to be able to stand by the side of Time
And as I stood by the ticking of Time
and beside this blooming blessed aisle of Life,
I have watched them
all
grown..
~~~
Its been almost three years now since i first met them. 2007 was the juncture of our meeting. It was their first year in Secondary School, and it was my first year of service as a Teacher. And side by side we have traversed through the stony path yes there were times when the ride was rocky and there were times when the cruise was smooth .. and all experiences -the trying and the fulfilling have all been and shall continued to be treasured in good Faith
~~~
The Faithful believes that
“There is hidden wisdom behind every occurrence..”
and the distinct nature of Wisdom is that they are kept hidden away,
well.. only naturally
that’s why they are called “the ‘hidden’ wisdom”
And sometimes…
it takes one a l i f e t i m e
to be able to get a glimpse of such a magnificent view .
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Hamdan lillah,
I thank You in Your Merciful Name, with Your Kindness, Mercy and Grace You have granted me the inner sight which enables me to perceive this beautiful panorama, Ya Rabb
And I thank You in Your Gracious Name that i didn’t have to wait that long to catch sight of it
Ya Allah Ya Rabb, after these consecutive years have passed by, i could now fathom my own inquiry
Sometimes i couldn’t help wondering Am i that hopeless that i am not yet stepping into the marriage world?
But as Time passes by and as i am coming to the end of my third year with these precious young mutarabbis,
i could now well understand Why
As i try to comprehend the circumstance, i am also getting acquainted with my own individual character
And i have began to understand the blessings that You have graciously endowed upon me
For with Your Grace and Mercy You have raised and molded me into an
Ummah-centric individual
And an Ummatic murabbi always has the concerns and well-being of the Ummah at the core of his or her heart
and with this sentiment working very strongly in my character, i could now consent this little sacrifice;
That my own marriage and pleasure of raising my own offspring was put on hold, just for a while,
that i may devote attention to the built-up of the characters of 47 children of the Ummah,
in their critical period, these fragile formative years of teenage hood.
To nurture in them little seedlings of Aqidah
yes, i agree; the vigilant care and monitoring of a Murabbi
was essential.
O little seedlings of Tawheed.. may you grow firm and empowering in the minds of the Ummah's precious Youth that the strong whirlwind of Jahilliya would not be able to knock them down
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..Well all that we have left
to hold on to
are the precious memories
of yesteryears
spent together faithfully,
in harmony…
2008 In Memory
From left: Safi, Abir, Arif, Haziq, Ibrahim, Hanis, Sadiq, Muizz, Ammar
In pairs from front: Syuhada & Najwa, Amirah & Tahirah, Sakeena & Yasmin, Hazreeni & Fatin
In pairs from front: Saleh & Amirul, Ubaidullah & Redza, Zul Ayman & Ashraf, Fawwaz & Khalid, Tengku Abdul Rahman & Imran
In pairs from front: Aisha & Ili, Sarah & Nur Athirah, Areena & Soraya, Natasha & Athirah Aqilah
Sec 2B Ibn Sina, 2008
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Sometimes your relationship with your students can become so amiable that you become Friends.. and I am blessed to have such student-friends ..
They were tightly bonded by the renowned name STAY, a reputed acronym for Sakeena-Tahirah-Amirah-Yasmin
And when you become Friends, you care like friends do, you share your joys and sorrows like friends would, the personal and the general stories and that’s how its been for me with them.
So close they are to me that they are granted the special privilege of knowing the confidential happenings of my life.
But ya..i guess as time passes by, they’ll meet new teachers who are better off
Well if ever you are reading; i just want you to know that i cherish all the times & experiences we’ve endured together.. Love you with all my heart.
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Till death do us apart…
..My dear students, I have tried my best to plant the tender little seedlings of creed in you.. May you safeguard your Faith and keep them deep-rooted.. lest they'll be blown away all too easily by the strong Jahiliya wind..
Well wherever you may be, My Dears always remember "Ihfadhillah, yahfadhuka" ..
June 27, 2009 at 7:07 pm (Ila Aulaadi)
O Allah In Your Glorious and Gracious Name I begin
I’m starting a new category. its called Ila Aulaadi. Literally and amateurishly translated it would mean; To My Children.
well ya. of course i dont have children of my own. just yet.
these are then, simple musings dedicated to my future children..
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My Dearest Children,
This is a category i started a day after i turned 26. Hamdan lillah, Praise Be to Our Creator for prolonging my life up till this moment. I have had this plan in mind for quite some time, but well Qadr Allah says that i would be materializing the plan at this particular point in time.
So this is where I’ll be gathering and restoring all the precious points of Life Lessons that i have encountered, yes, musings on L i f e that i wanted to share and enlighten you with. and you shall read it all the moment you have develop literacy, supported by maturity of course, wink.. well by that time only Allah knows what techno gadget will crop up, huh.. and what will happen to your Mummy’s blog? Well lets pray together it remains protected to that day.
There’s a lot i want to tell you My Sweethearts,
See, that’s the trend taken up by most young Mommies that i know, their journals are writings dedicated to their beloved children to be read in the upcoming future.. the first that ever inspired me was Ummu Humaira’s, my strong-willed-hearted friend whom you shall call Aunty Mar.. and then there were other series that were of inspirations to me; Aunty Anfaal’s, Aunty Iman’s, AuntyHanis’s..among other inspirational ones there are out there
But i’ve had this thought & plan long before i came across these sites.. and while they write to their daughters and sons who are growing up amidst their presence..
i shall commence on my writings to you, even as you have not yet emerge into existence..
And with Allah’s Will
i shall meet you one day
either you are my own flesh and blood
or you are not, i shall be your guardian nevertheless,
i shall .. be .. your Mother.
Your very own.
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The one sitting on my lap there is Yousra. she is the younger sister of my student Mubarak. i have a very memorable experience with her .. one that warms the heart.
Sweet memories @ Performance Day 08, with Yousra and Yousra's best friend
This is the story
Once, in the early morn, as the inhabitants of Adni were bustling
around the blessed learning center, all heading towards
their respective destinations to start the day
i caught Mubarak and his sister Yousra at the main entrance of the building
stationed right infront of the door.
Mubarak was persuading.
Yousra looked immovable. sullen. and she was seated. stiffly
I approached them and enquired with the elder brother,
and Mubarak filled me in with the story..
” She doesn’t want to go to school, Teacher…”
Apparently the preschool blues got the best of our cute chubby preschooler
yup. she would not budge. even a millinch
Well that’s when your Mummy came to the rescue
hehe.. well i decided to give it a try
…so i lowered myself
i smiled and looked at her in the eyes..
and i asked her
“What’s wrong Yousra?”
I gave my best reassuring smiling eye
i took her hand gently and said
in cheerful mode
“C’mon Yousra let’s go.. i’ll take you there..”
She got up
and i sent her all the way to her class.
Hand in hand
Now this is Yousra's Mother who is also one of my Mommy-friends .. they came from Nigeria
I have one more little girl i want to tell you about.. she’ll be a senior to you, Rumaysaa
Her name is Rania.. she’s the daughter of my dear friend in faith Habibah, yes most likely her Mum named her after the Princess Rania of Jordan. and i really like to observe her every move, you know why.. cause she behaves just like a princess! I even call her Princess! yes I certainly do.. lol. A very prim and proper toddler she is, Alhamdulillah
her mother raised her well.. i will have a lot to learn from Aunty Bibah, wont i ..
There was a time,
at the monthly enlightening gathering of ours
in a living room
she was seated on the house sofa with her Mum
i came by and sat near them
She was trying to put her stockings on
Or rather her Mother was trying to do it for her,
Lol
I sat down, quite close to her
and didn’t realize i was sitting on the end of her long pink stocking
and she winced
And spontaneously i exclaimed;
“Uh. i’m sorry i sat on your royal stocking..”
Princess Rania of Malaysia
well my last words for this first post,
i shall wait for the day when it will be
you
sitting on my lap, My Dear Rumaysaa.
with Allah’s Will
i have the patience to wait..and i shall anticipate.
Amiin.
June 5, 2009 at 9:08 am (L.I.F.E :TheSeries)
Bismillahirrahmaanirraheem
So..inshaAllah sekiranya diizinkan Allah, diperpanjangkan hayaah, i shall be turning
this 26th June
TabarakAllah indeed, what a special year this is..
i mean the specialty and significant concurrences of the numbers ..
Ya Allah .. tua dah aku nih
But i do wonder if i will make it to that day… and the solemn truth is ..we wonder if we would even make it to the next millisecond, do we not..
From the deepest seat of sincerity my heart could bear,I would like to take this blessed opportunity to seek from all my
f r i e n d s
and
students
alike,
near and far,
known and unknown
of the best gift ever;
the gift of forgiveness
over all the errors that i have committed towards you out of my weaknesses..
please forgive me
seeking with ikhlaas,
rahimah
May 10, 2009 at 7:38 pm (L.I.F.E :TheSeries)
Al-Salaamu alaykum Ikhwaani wa Akhawaati
Subhan Allah, i was viewing this video a few minutes ago and as i read; instantly i felt that this was another of those beyond-price materials.. and even though its 3am right now, i’ll not feel at ease if i were to go ahead and sleep without taking a part in disseminating the noble message recorded in this video. Kindly allow me to share with you this heartrending piece, Honourable Readers..
*the image may not be as clear, therefore please i request, that you kindly maintain your focus on the subtitles..
read with your heart..all the way till the end..
Sourced from Youth Matters
*tears* Subhan Allah and just 2 days ago (before being destined to come across the above video) i was reading this written version (down below)..Ighfir dhunuubana ya Ghaffur..
Voice of Motherhood from A Heart
It is reported that a person became besotted and fell in love with a woman. He wanted to marry her. This despicable lady agreed to marry him on the condition that he slices his mother’s chest and brings her the heart of his mother. This heinous person listened to the lady and one night he murdered his mother, sliced open her chest and took out her heart. He took the heart and was on his way to the lady. On the way there he stumbled and tripped and the heart fell out of his hand and landed a short distance away. At that time a voice was heard from the heart saying, “My son, are you hurt?”
This is the love that a Mother has for her child. There is no example of this love anywhere. Even after death, a Mother is not able to see her children in pain.
Cry.
Let us cry with all our might
and hope these tearful droplets
may wash away the sins..
O Allah, Forgive Us for all our sins towards our Parents
especially the one whose feet is above Paradise.
they call this day MOTHERS’ DAY ~
May 3, 2009 at 3:54 pm (L.I.F.E :TheSeries)
Al-Salaamu alaykum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh wa ridhwaanuh
Hurm..so..hows everyone doing..?
Okay i’ve lost touch with a lot of people..just wondering whats the latest with everyone in the world..my Muslim sisters and brothers, yes you; the one reading? ..And whats the latest with the people who use to kindly frequent my humble dhaeef blog..
Hmm Puan Sumayyah apa khabar anda..? sibuk ka puan suri rumah ..hari tu kReyma call nak habaq perkembangan penting kome pulak tak angkat, haih… hehehe.. 
! And i was just wondering how things are going with mydear Cikgu Maddy, dengar khabar mission accomplished eh Mads ..? TabarakAllah..you know, i may not have spoken much -or more like have never actually said anything at your blog of recent times,lol- but i’ve sure been visiting and skim-reading and following your development.. k.Rahimah tumpang gumbira on your achievement, the fact that you’ve completed your writing -in which the process as i have understood from your accounts were: painstaking-.. so i gather this is some ‘conquest of liberty’?.. freed at last eh Madihah..i’m truly happy for you. And adinda Dr. Zahrah Liza Izzati..apahabaq Dokterrr..sibuk ka ..
And i was just wondering whats the latest with Mama and Sarah ..? i sure have been missing out a lot on those remarkable child rearing stories and tips from the faithful Mommies.. yes my dearests Ummi and Fida’ whom i miss dearly, how are you? and whats cooking with my two comrades across the sea El-Prof El-Rabeeah fil Yaban and Dr. Illi min Manchester .. and Monsieur Amin? hmm seems like you’ve also had your blog on protected view?
Khayr, just to clarify to everyone, emm just in case you had all been coming over and was greeted by the “Log In” page, please be assured that I had no intentions to keep my site under enclosed and restricted viewing. Over the last 2 months i’ve actually been highly and thoroughly occupied with responsibilities at school that i’ve not really had the extra time to be blog writing and to add to the matter, those times were a concurrent period of internet inaccessibility. yaa..i was without internet access for almost two months, we had some connection problems at home, although the situation was saved by my beluved Sister the moment she came home (after having completed her Matriculation recently, AlHamdu lillah)..so she basically came to the rescue, got it fixed in a jiffy. as her so called big sister is what we so call tak bole diharap when it comes to the so called technical matters such as these..lol
So as i said earlier, i have been caught up with work and did not really have the desired space of time and opportunity for proper monitoring over my blog; but the security of my blog was still my concern so rather than leaving this site unattended i thought that i would have to put it on temporary close down.
So thats what it was, just a temporary close down, okay ..
But erm .. theres actually a little bit more to it. I will continue to put it on ‘padlock’ -so to say through out May and will inshaAllah be reopening middle of June.
youknow why?
because its the school holidays la.. mid year break.. ya.. time-time macam tu la baru kami para cikgus ni bole bernafas sket..lol
So inshaAllah i’ll be leaving this memo on for a while, and after a week or so i’ll have to lock the place up and i’ll be on Leave. My kids are going to be sitting for their examination in 2 weeks time, [First Semester Examination, 2009] and after that ..well the answer scripts will be directed unfailingly back onto the teachers’ table for marking!!! (Erm that basically means: i’ll have stacks of papers waiting to be marked. Doesnt that just sound ‘thrilling’..haha.. Nevertheless, i enjoy the profession genuinely, and thats me being honest, wAllahi)
Okay, so do bear with me..inshaAllah by the time i come back, err i’ll be having a little surprise for everyone..! hehe.. so stay tuned..
Wassalaam
January 24, 2009 at 11:09 am (L.I.F.E :TheSeries)
If you really care for your brother then waste no time in ensuring that his afflictions are made known.
Have Faith Dear Falastinis .. Humans may betray but never The Creator
Have you been using, misusing or abusing your Freedom?
Sacrifice your pleasures. Don’t talk much. Just do it.
Each riyal, dirham …etc. used to buy their goods eventually becomes bullets to be fired at the hearts of brothers and children in Palestine..
To buy their goods is to support tyranny, oppression and aggression.
-Sheikh Yusuf Al-Qaradawi
How deep is my Love for ALLAH and ARRASUL? ..let us ask ourselves.
and for HIM Alone.
..and Life is Time.
Sometimes..
Allah causes you to LOOSE something
.. in order to let you find something BETTER..
Allah Knows Whats BEST.
Have Faith..
DA'IE ibarat tiram di laut, dihiris pepasir tercalarlah ia, sungguhpun terluka tetap dipendam, sungguhpun pedih tetap disimpan ..namun akhirnya dibalas MUTIARA berharga..
when you are in need of it most. So why are we not extending the request to HIM?
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