Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Towards the Ka’abah, and the One

Article about haji, a good read here.

Last night my friend and I were chit chatting about the experience congregating here in Sudan as well as Dubai. Mostly we were reminiscing the culture shock we had when we first got here where we had to control ourselves from breathing the 'aroma' of fellow 'jemaat' during prayer at mosques around here. Well, since water is scarce locals rarely take shower thus explains the sweaty whiff of smells carried by the wind to our untrained nostrils. Overtime, it simply faded as we blended in :-)

We also funnily reflect on the timorous Malaysian Muslim who normally pull their feet away in annoyance or sometime disgust when they strangely felt that the next guy is somehow fidgeting with their toes with his. His first thought would be "What is he doing?" or "Is he trying to be funny?". Actually, it is a misunderstood on our part being Jahil (unlearned) for certain about the practice here in the middle east and Sudan to close the gaps between saf(ranks) in prayer. So the joke is on us, Malaysian so call 'devoted' Muslim.

Normally, Jemaat prayer in Malaysia we would avoid touching or have any form of body contacts with the fellow jemaat next to us. Little that we know that what we are doing is contradicting to the teachings of Prophet Muhammad himself who mandate closing the ranks to avoid devils from disturbing prayer.

Another habit of we Malaysian is that we tend to fill up the ranks at the hindmost of the saf or nearest to the door. Thus explains the huge crowd we normally find at the doors and entrance if we were to arrive late say for Jumaah or Terawih prayer, then chances of praying inside the comfort of the mosque is zero. Malaysian are happy to bring their 'sajadah' and pray under the tree blindly following the faint voice of the Imam who is praying across the road from them. (you can see this at KLCC mosque each Friday).

If you are one of them, you might find yourself awkward in the land of Haram.

Thus the title towards Kaabah from the article in the Star quickly recalls the times when I felt at odd praying at the Masjidil Haram myself.
Pilgrims just crossed your head if they want to get to the front sometime shoving you aside. Even the ladies from certain countries has no mercy on you, instead they blame you for blocking the way. "Hey I arrive here first", you think aloud. Of which you receive a narrow look on the face of the Makcik or Pakcik.

In the Land of Haram, 'Malaysian style saf' is a no-no. Which is a good thing to teach a thing or two about the real way of performing prayer. However, the downside you may find there is the odd mix of man and woman in a saf. Another problem is the orientation of your Qiblat. I'll explain a little bit next.

Concerning mix in the Saf
The best way to overcome this is through knowledge. This is seldom preach by the Hajj crash course, and people tend to miss asking about making the right saf for a perfect prayer. So, since I am not an Ustaz, I suggest you put this 'cepu emas' question to your Ustaz about how to handle a situation should you find yourself praying beside or even behind a woman.

The plane of the Ka'abah, you see is for the tawaf (circumambulation) so the only time that nobody is doing the tawaf is during the 5 prayers. So, minutes before the prayer or just after the muezzin make the call for prayer, you would find hujjaj (pilgrims) praying and the situation is too crowded that the women folks sometime are sandwiched between the men. Sometime, you are the cheese in between the sandwich! So be careful, depending on your intentions you might risk invalidating your jemaat prayer thus losing the reward.

You might find that some hujjaj from certain countries are very tolerant about this. My advice: Don't copy them. Make sure you understood the requirements of your own scholars.

Concerning the orientation of the Qiblat
Although you are in the Masjidil Haram and being in such close proximity with the landmark of all Muslim, does not necessarily mean that everywhere you face there is the ka'abah. If you are praying behind a column or a wall, do double check your orientation as the next person could be as clueless as you are. Lightly taking for granted the qiblat you are facing might risk invalidating your prayer, so be careful. The best way is to plan your ibadah so that you are not caught being late and have to pray outside or on the streets as here the risk of wrong orientation is greater!

A tip
Here I would like to offer the best way to get the first saf for prayer in front of the Ka'abah. However, there is no one way to do it because basically here in Mekah, you have to believe that everything is by Allah’s will.

Getting to the first saf is a daunting task considering the crowd of hujjaj always infront of the Ka'abah. The most difficult corner, I would say is the east side of the Ka'abah where the Multazam and the Hajr Aswad (Black Stone) is. That is where the best place to supplicate so you can imagine the multitude of pilgrims who also have the same wish as you to get to that corner, thus getting a first saf here is quite a feat.

Sometime, depending on the time of day you would see a lot of shoving and shouting and people sometime loss their temper here. Please avoid getting yourself mix up with the crowd, I am sure you would regret it. If yo really want to try, the best time is late at night but maybe around 11pm-1am where the crowd of Isha’ has thinned and the crowd for the night prayer has not arrived yet. Besides it is not too hot so you can concentrate. Again, be aware that you won’t be the only one who have the same idea.

But, I am digressing here. I wanted to offer the tip to get to the first saf right? Ok, lets get to the point. The surefire way to get the first saf each prayer, at least in my book is to positioned yourself near the Hijr Ismail just before the prayer time. So, you may try to do a Tawaf sunat around the Ka'abah but make sure you end it about half hour to prayer time. Then slowly make way to the innermost circle during circumambulation by getting as close as possible to the Hijr Ismail (preferably north west corner near the entrance into the Hijr).

Note: If you are still performing tawaf, you risk invalidating your tawaf if you step to close to Kaabah by stepping on the Hatem or touching the Hijr as it is a part of the Kaabah built that one is not suppose to trespass during tawaf.

Once you are close to the Hijr, try to get to the west side of the Ka'abah and positioned yourself there like you are stopping to make supplication. Trust me, 30 minutes is not a long wait for trying to ensure yourself on the first saf. Before long, when the muezzin make call for prayer and hujjaj nearest to the ka'abah tend to sit down, also the mosque officials would normally direct them to sit down and arrange the fist saf. Should you were ushered away by the them, follow the instruction but don’t get too far to observe how to get the first saf the next time. Once you get it, trust me, it’s the most beautiful feeling you would ever feel while in prayer. All your life performing prayer to an unseen qiblat, now right in front of your eyes. Your sujud sometime would touch the hatim and.. hmm..I can’t share you my feeling.

I tried doing it around the other corners of Ka'abah but is less successful due to the fact that many hujjaj tend to stick themselves face and body to the wall of Ka'abah as well as the long queue to kiss the Hajr Aswad spoils my intentions. However, normally the west side of the ka'abah is less congested. You would experience the same when you are doing the circumambulation.

InsyaAllah, depend on your intention, Allah will grant you your wishes as long as you don't hurt others in the process. Do remember that Allah never abandon his righteous worshipers. Amin

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Roti Canai and Nasi Lemak

My friend forwarded an email concerning Roti Canai and Nasil Lemak here.

The article mention that eating a single piece of roti canai is equivalent to jogging 5 km. Thats like 35minutes of runnings, pheww! I am a fan of roti canai and that means I never take one piece in a sitting, normally two. 3 pun selalu jugak. No wonder I never lost that spare tire I have around my waste although I was bleeding 'teh cap orang kampung' and did jungle trekking every single day at Tanjung Kidurong, Bintulu last time. Not to mention the man 'tits' i have, euw ugly!

The article further mention that Prof. Ungku Aziz don't eat nasi lemak like Malaysian do, thats why he is so clever. Patut lah I never aced my maths. I always take at least 2 packs of 20 cents nasi lemak eversince I am a kid. ( You cant find them nowadays...). And till now, the habit continue. Today, most restaurant is self service and I tend to overdo the rice and the spicy anchovies for RM3 so one can imagine how sleepy I would be at my workstation.

Having read the article, I suddenly find myself in a fix considering the current situation of playing cook and enjoying my own cooking. Guess, I have to find healthier alternative as ingredient. I did tried to make 'mad bee' style roti canai the other day by not using any oil in the dough preparation and on top of that I went jogging 4.5km before I start menebar (chewahh! healthy lifestyle konon). But alas, the %$*#@ rats also thought that my dough was healthier food source and got to it first. In the end, I had to throw them all away and until now i haven't fully recovered from feeling disappointed about it. Penat oo jogging. hehehe!

If only I can eat as much as i like with my sneakers on and can be considered as exercise.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Manjaria lagi

Manjaria=makan=eat
Probably Sudanese slang for eat. In Arabic actual word for eat is 'ukul' أكل
Tak sama langsung!
Well those are few arabic I learned so far I am here. What a waste kan? Believe me, I am also disappointed with myself at the rate I am learning. Anyhow, at least if i get lost here I think I could at least beg for some food.
Well thats enough word for the day.

Anyway, what so big deal about eating here? The short answer is thats all I look forward to here. The work here are just bonus haha.

Malaysians in general ( I believe I am right and not being stereotyping) are particular about what they eat. Hey, even the Prime Minister asked question relating to makan while the angkasawan was up there some where.

Being away from family and homeland, myself and the rest of Malaysian expats here would tend to find our own routine that could take away the forlorn feeling during this 60 days isolation. We do bog ourselves with work, but thats only between 8 to 5 so what do we do in between? Eat and sleep. Consider fishing and swimming bonus lah. The life basics left are eat and sleep. Well, question is how long can one sleep? Answer varies but result are same, sheer boredom!

So, eating is one way that we keep ourselves sane. It goes from just enjoying the food prepared by others or take charge in the kitchen preparing some special food to share with others. One can rest assure that all food made sedap or not will never go to waste.

I think learning how to cook is one way of not wasting my time here while enjoying the company of friends. At least, If I dont get a better job after this with an 'international experience' on my resume, I would be able to cook for my family when I'm back home. Kan? Maybe kot.

Anyhow, I remember my teacher said if you dont take notes of what you learn you probably forget about it the minute you stepped out the class room. Taking her advise, I am writing down here Pau Resepi I learned.

The Pau that we made can be rated OK lah. There are a few critics from the usual suspect but hey, u cant satisfy everyone. Most important is I learned to make them. Kudos to sifu pau, u know who you are.

Well here goes

PAU

Ingredients :
2 cups of flour (use high protein flour)
3 tblspn sugar
3 tblspn milk powder
1 tblspn Planta
1 tblspn oil
1 egg
1 teaspn salt
1 teaspn dry yeast
¾ cup of water

Filling: Meat curry and sweet potato
Sweet potato diced
Meat small cut
Curry powder
Cinnamon
Clove
Onion
Garlic
Salt

Filling: Cook like curry until gravy dries. Like pic below
Method :

1. Sift flour
2. Add in yeast, sugar, milk powder, salt, egg, planta and mix well.
3. While kneading pour in water, a little at a time till well incorporated then add in the oil
4. Continue kneading till smooth and soft dough is formed. Make sure dough is clean i.e. not sticking to the mixing bowl Add more water or oil if needed.
5. Leave dough over night
Dont be alarm if it look like this. Its the effect from the yeast. So punch down and release all air till it look like this.
5. Make into small balls
6. Flatten and put the filling in the middle. Cover the filling with the dough and place the ball on a piece of small paper
Make sure the filling are not wet or too much making it hard to cover with dough
If tak jadi, maka jadi lah macam pizza di bawah... hehehe my first try7. Leave the dough to rest and rise for short while (10 minutes or so)
8. Get the steamer ready and steam the pau until cook.
Dah siap!!
That morning, we had pau daging and nasi goreng kampung...bliss!

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Merdeka?

There's a refreshing and noteworthy article about Merdeka on Zaharuddin.net. It offers a new perspective on how we could move forward within the spirits of Independence, physically and mentally. Not the usual tone from your local politician on the same topic.

How did i isi my kemerdekaan yesterday? Well, i was busy chatting away after some bowls of mihun sup when the clock +3 GMT ticked pass midnight. In fact when it was 7PM local time or 12am some 8000km away where over 24Millions were busy chanting the top of their lungs "Merdeka! 3x" , I was busy stuffing my face with some rice for diner. Yes thats right. Even though we proudly equate ourselves as prisoner of Port Sudan Guantanamo Bay we still enjoy the luxury of 6 meals a day. Hahaha. So that was Merdeka night for me.

In the morning I woke up earlier than usual, prayed Subuh and afterward armed myself with "tombak" to catch some pari with Ripin the Sting-ray slayer. But, alas, the spirit of Merdeka has infected our prey that they were ready for us. They showed themselves in number that morning but we have nothing to proof. After 2-1/2 hours walking in the shallow water on the beach, we return empty handed and empty stomach.

I remembered, when I was a teenage, I used to spent the Merdeka night out with my friends. Somehow I managed to get my dad's approval to go out till late and cycle all the way to the Dataran in front of Masjid Zahir, the usual location for Merdeka celebration. After the count down me and my friends all when to lepak at the Abang Nasi Tomato stall or Nasi Lemak Royale stall for some late supper, exchanging jokes and spending our abnormal "Independence" i.e. outside of the house at 2 am. Those late night escapades are very rare those days even for teenage boys like me. Jahat la tu konon..although usually I would be the first to excuse myself after being more than 2 hours too late from my promised deadline "be home by 1 am".

Those days, that freedom mean much to my Independence. Who would have though that 15 years later, I would be locked up in Guantanamo Bay, Sudan. Well fed and well paid..hehehe.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Baluq liat

Hmm, hari ni kami bangkit bukan pukui 7 atau pukui 8 tapi pukui 9. Mujuq dah semayang subuh, tu pun kat ujung waktu, sipi-sipi matahari nak timbui. Lepaih semayang balun tiduq balik, pasai pa tak tau tapi rasa macam baluq liat sikit hari ni.
Pasai hari ni kebetulan hari khamih, sebelem tarik selimut tu, kami pon niat la kat hati konon nak puasa sunat, set jam pukui 7. Sedaq-sedaq balik, nak-aih..dah pukui 9!!
Gerek pulak pancit, tak sanggup kami nak naik baih no 11 pi opis kat 1-1/2 kilo tengah panaih lit-lit. So dengan dak mandi, taik mata dak basuh, kami pon, ON la lap top. Semenjak ada intenet kat bilik ni, uuiih bukan main seronok. Tak payah pi opis pon tak pa, bukan ada keja pon. Lagi pon pukui 10, kengkawan mesti balik galley punya pekena kopi. Kalah gomen la ni... flexi hours buat sendiri hahaha.
Bila jam dah pukui 1030, kami pun mengorak langkah pi kat galley ingat nak tumpang member naik kereta la balik ofis. Ingat ka 1030 tu dah siap la minum kopi, tapi bila bukak pintu...tu dia, aroma punya best menusuk hidung. Ghopa-ghopanya depa semua tengah hadap maggiii..!!
Hmmpp, aku pon dengan otomatik angkat mangkuk kaut habih hat maggi saki baki tu. Sambil makan tu sambil dok mengutuk mat sentui la, macam biasa topik harian, walaupun dalam hati dok rasa bersalah kantoi puasa yang yuk.. ish iman iman..
So tgh hari macam biasa la tak lunch tapi dalam dok tak lunch tu pon, dan la buat kopi sambil makan buah oren ngan biskut "baraka". Takpa, petang ni pulun swimming la balik buang lemak..hehehe