Monday, June 23, 2008

Tadaaa....


Bismillahirrahamaanirrahiim.....

So..this is it. The new look of my blog....but it kind of pinky. I fall in love with the words....'My heart has spoken" actually and the colour reflect what I am....the happy go lucky girl forever InsyaALLAH. Give the credit to my best friend Zahrah for her helped teaching me how to change your skin's blog. Love you gal.

So much I want to write. First, about my for ziarah to Syria-Umrah-Jordan. The Ziarah to the Anbiya' world. Second....let me finish writing my first story first....(^_^)

The Journey to Anbiyaa' world:

Departed at 27th May 2008.We need to gather in KLIA with the member of the group. Group consists of 17 people(most are makcik2) and Afiq(my brother) is the youngest member. Supposedly, there are some talks bout the trips but instead we wait for the leader of the group that was stucked in the jammed. Time was ticking and its only an hour before our boarding time but she and her family didn't arrived yet. Everybody seemed so tense because you know what happened if we missed our flight. At last, she arrived just a few minutes before boarding time, quickly check in her luggages and we immediately went to the boarding room....Alhamdulillah....we didn't missed our flight.

Okay....so the journey begun.....KLIA-BANGKOK(just transit only for 2 hours)-JORDAN-SYRIA(by coaster). The most tired flight was to Jordan....because it was an 8 hours journey. Gosh, it was not so comfortable to sleep in the flight you know plus we had an air turbulence when crossing the Indian Ocean. The worst is that it happen during supper time, my tea spitted all over me and its hot. Then, I felt my tummy like you felt when you are on the roller coster. Okey, I immediately closed my eyes....recite a few dua's and ayatul kursi till I fall asleep. Makcik beside me is shimmering and I can tell she was mengucap all the time. That was an experienced and you felt you are helpless and ALLAH is the only hope.



Alhamdulillah....we finally arrived at Queen Alia International Airport safely on the next day and the whether is quite chilling. I thought it summer in here but the whether is like spring....yup it spring over here in Jordan and Syria BUT summer in Saudi. After collecting our bags we headed to Syria border because we will visit Syria first and Jordan on the last day when we will transit for about ten hours. Now, I was excited to see the arabic world, how it looks like. On the way, we saw all deserted area and until we arrived in the busy town we saw all the buildings are like boxes and no colour like blue or grey but they are all like a sand colour. I heard before from someone who has come in here said, that the building might look ugly but inside they are lavish. So, maybe outside all the houses look the same, but inside who knows. And the colour is the same because they lived in deserted area, although they paint their houses, after a few months it turn into sand colour again because of the wind and habuk2. So, it is waste to paint your house. Let the nature colour it....hehehe



After a while we all fall asleep because it was exhausted you know. Suddenly, I wake up because of the noise. I thought what had happened. It was that one of our member had been left out in the airport. What the....I mean...Ithought everybody was here. You know, before we took off I had the feeling to count everybody....but I don't know why I just ignored it and I should followed my instict. Luckily, the makcik is quite braved and there is no way we would turn back to fetch her because we are nearly arrived at the border. So, she had to take a taxi and we waited at their so called R&R. One thing about travelling is whenever the coaster or whenever we stopped we will need to go to the toilet. And the toilet here is quite....hurm....how do you say it.....quite need to clean up. I mean....annazhafatul minal Iman......and we are muslim......so cleaning is reflecting our Imaan. No offense....

The makcik is finally arrived and we shared her taxi fees (its our fault too, to leave her behind) and we headed to Syria. In Syria there are lots of history places. Busra or Rome Theatre, Lots of Maqam of Anbiyaa', Imam AnNawawi and sahabah of Rasul like Khalid Al-Walid, Salahuddin al-Ayyubi. Syria is also one of Barakah places that had mentioned in the Hadis besides Palestine and Nyaman. And also Syria is just beside the Palestine and Israel. According to our guide, Israel is aiming Syria as well...but because of their strong soldiers to defense Syria, they can't get thrue. And there are some places we came across with a strict inspectioned and soldiers with guns and tanks. Its quite scared to see people with guns. They need to be prepared 24hours without failed. Whenever I saw the mountain and behind it is palestine I felt something inside. Like I'm here now.....really close to them and yet I can't do anything. I mean, in Malaysia we help them through donation but here....we can't do anything but pray for them. I wonder how Syrian people felt inside. How I wish I can go beside the mountain and fight.

After 4 days in Syria, we went to Madinah by flight. My heart is sinking because finally I can met my habibi....Rasulullah S.A.W.
Rasulullah, how I wait for this time to be closed with you, how I wish I can be like you, the lover of ALLAH and there is no one else in this world like you....not one till now and Qiamah day. You have sacrifice a lots for Islam and this ummah. I pray always to be one of your faith follower till the end of my life. Rasulullah syafaatkanku Ya Rasulullah Ya Habiballah.

Masjid Nabawi is so magnificient and huge and cold too. They are using modern technology where the air conditioning is coming from the ground not from the ceiling. Now, in Madinah the whether is hot and bahang. But, alhamdulillah the hotel and masjid is quite cold. Now one thing about masjid nabawi, there is a muslimah guarded at the front door and you will need to be inspected whenever you want to enter. The items you can't bring are camera and handphone...but if you insist to bring you will need to pray outside if they find out......hehehehe

In Madinah, we visited jabal Uhud.......and in here i just imagined how Rasul and his sahabah fight during the Uhud war. Then we visited Quba' mosque and Qiblatain mosque. Each mosque have their own story. Quba'-the first mosque that Nabi bult when he came from Mecca and Qiblatain is where at first they solat facing Masjidil-Aqsa and when the wahyu came about the transition of Qiblah to face Kaabah, they do another solat facing Kaabah. Then we went to Dates farm and brought some dates.

In masjid Nabawi...there is place called Raudah....the Garden of Heaven and your pray is mustajab if you pray in there. Raudhah is in the area of Maqam Rasulullah and Maqam Abu Bakar(If I'm not mistaken). To get in there, you need to wait for the time. They divided into Arabic languge, Pakistani language and Malay language. You need to wait until they let you into the Raudhah. This system being invented because there are so many people and they want everybody have the chances to get into the raudhah. The system is good although there were people thought they always let their people first. Like makcik behind me said "Tengok tu, dia bagi org dia masuk dulu, kita nie baik....dengar dia cakap" huhuhu. OK, Malay people is quite sopan and lembut compare to arabic people. We always listen rather than rebelling. So, sometimes you have to be toughed and you have to fight to pray. Like in Raudhah, it was so crammed and my mom hold my hand tightly until we reached the front of the saff. Then, I need to squeezed my self to solat. And the time is limited because if you are finished, they will asks you to get out from raudhah. The tips is better for you to sujud and Dua' till you finish. Don't Dua' after your salaam because they might saw you and halau you.....hehehe..Alhamdulillah, my wishes be granted by ALLAH to pray in Raudhah and to see Maqam Rasul with my own eyes. Then, the next day, we need wada' with Rasulullah...saying good bye...and how I really hope I can visit here agaian InsyaALLAH.

After three days in Madinah, its time to do Umrah. For Umrah, you need to restrict yourself from doing certain things when you start to Niat your Umrah. And if you broke it on purpose you need to pay fine. It all being wroted in the book below. Alhamdulillah, we do Umrah everyday. Afiq, my mom and I managed to kiss Hajar Al Aswad.....ALHAMDULILLAH. In mecca, because the time is limited.....we haven't had a chance to visit many places. Like Gua Hira' and Gua Thur, we just look from the ground. In Mecca...due to construction, the dust is everywhere and we need to put mask everytime we want to go to Masjidil Haraam. I imagine myself like Rasulullah during their time. Dust and sand everywhere...and the hot whether(44 celcius). Gosh, its really test you, you know. Lots of people, the dust and the hot whether. Alhamdulillah, one thing, we don't get sick or coughing like some people do.



Its time to go home after five days in Mecca. And only ALLAH knew how I felt. Everytime I'm doing Tawwaf, I'll pray to ALLAH one pray and I really hope ALLAH will grant me my wishes. Sabar is the best medicine now. I remember the first time I saw KAABAH.....and be so near to it, how there is a hot water coming from my eyes and the feeling of grateful to ALLAH to have me as one of HIS guests. How, I'm looking forward to see KAABAH. I hope and pray this is not the last time and there will be another time in future I come here again with the new family I have.......INSYAALLAH....ISTAJIBDUA'ANA YA ALLAH. So, I left Mecca with hopes....only ALLAH can grant my wishes.


Before, we went straight to Malaysia. We transited in Jordan and we visited few places. Like Ashabul Kahfi and Dead Sea. The sea taste like no other sea and the lowest places below the sea level in the world. How Incredible and how ALLAH is sooo POWERFUL. This is the Balasan of ALLAH if you are not following what HE asks you.

To all my friends, do come to the ANBIYAA' world. You can feel the Quraan more. You can see whats in the Quraan with your own eyes. Another thing is that you will feel so grateful because you are Malaysian. How blessed Malaysia is.















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