Sunday, August 17, 2008

Angkat Sumpah hebat lagi dari sistem perundangan??

Perihal isu semasa yang semakin hangat menjelang Pilihan raya Kecil 26 Ogos ini, menyaksikan masyarakat tersentak dengan 1001 persoalan yg sukar dijawabkan, apatah lagi dengan jawapan2 yg tidak masuk akal dan bersandarkan kepada pemahaman seseorang, yang semestinya tidak jauh lari dari politik-kus semata-mata.
Manjadi buah bicara masyarakat, lebih2 lagi mengenai akuan bersumpah yang cukup terang dan jelas, tanpa disuluh ( dek siang hari n pancaran kamera wartawan) menunjukkan bahawa 1 teknik yang mungkin kurang popular (tetapi dah di popularkan), menjadi teknik yang memberi impak yang besar kepada masyarakat khususnya dalam bab meyakinkan masyarakat, mengambil perhatian dan simpati kepada pihak2 yang tertentu.

Walaubagaimanapun, ia dilihat serius oleh sebilangan pihak iaitu Persatuan Peguam Syarie Malaysia, kerana ia seumpama mencabar kredibiliti dan kewibawaan institusi mahkamah.

“ Mohd Saiful Bukhari Azlan yang mendakwa diliwat Penasihat Parti Keadilan Rakyat (PKR) Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim, sepatutnya mengemukakan segala dakwaan atau keterangan di mahkamah dan bukan di tempat awam serta disiarkan media,” kata Setiausaha Agung, Persatuan Peguam Syarie Malaysia, Musa Awang.

~ Beliau berpendapat tindakan Mohd Saiful bersumpah laknat seolah-olah tidak menghormati dan mencabar kewibawaan insitusi mahkamah, demikian menurut laporan Bernama.~
Mohd Saiful mengangkat sumpah itu di Masjid Wilayah Persekutuan Jumaat lalu dengan mendakwa Anwar telah meliwat dirinya secara paksa. Majlis angkat sumpah itu disaksikan beberapa pegawai masjid berkenaan dan ahli keluarga Mohd Saiful serta pegawai dari Jabatan Agama Islam Wilayah Persekutuan (Jawi). Antara yang hadir ialah Pengarah Jawi, Datuk Che Mat Che Ali.

Mohd Saiful mengangkat sumpah di Dewan Solat Utama dengan menghadap kiblat. Saiful mendakwa beliau diliwat secara paksa oleh penasihat PKR itu di kondominium mewah di Damansara.

p/s : Dengan bersumpah, kiranya boleh la kita sendiri yg jadi hakim oo??? Xperlu la susah payah guna sistem kehakiman lagi.... Hee, renung2kan lah...

:: nampak gaya susah la hakim n peguam nak carik makan daaa. (^^) knk carik keja lain shabat ku K-rol, hehe ::

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Rahsia Khusyuk dalam Solat

Seorang ahli ibadah bernama Isam bin Yusuf, dia sangat warak dan sangat khusyuk solatnya. Namun dia selalu khuatir kalau-kalau ibadahnya kurang khusyuk dan selalu bertanya kepada orang yang dianggapnya lebih ibadahnya, demi untuk memperbaiki dirinya yang selalu dirasakan kurang khusyuk. Pada suatu hari, Isam menghadiri majlis seorang abid bernama Hatim Al-Isam dan bertanya : "Bagaimanakah caranya tuan solat?" Hatim berkata : "Apabila masuk waktu solat aku berwudhu' zahir dan batin." Isam bertanya, "Bagaimana wudhu' zahir dan batin itu?" Hatim berkata, "Wudhu' zahir sebagaimana biasa, iaitu membasuh semua anggota wudhu' dengan air. Sementara wudhu' batin ialah membasuh anggota dengan tujuh perkara iaitu :-

1. bertaubat
2. menyesali dosa yang dilakukan
3. tidak tergila-gilakan dunia4
. tidak mencari / mengharap pujian orang (riya')
5. tinggalkan sifat berbangga
6. tinggalkan sifat khianat dan menipu
7. meninggalkan sifat dengki

Seterusnya Hatim berkata, "Kemudian aku pergi ke masjid, aku kemaskan semua anggotaku dan menghadap kiblat. Aku berdiri dengan penuh kewaspadaan dan aku bayangkan Allah ada di hadapanku, syurga di sebelah kananku, neraka di sebelah kiriku, malaikat maut berada di belakangku, dan aku bayangkan pula bahawa aku seolah-olah berdiri di atas titian 'Sirratul Mustaqim' dan aku menganggap bahawa solatku kali ini adalah solat terakhirku, kemudian aku berniat dan bertakbir dengan baik. Setiap bacaan dan doa dalam solat kufaham maknanya, kemudian aku ruku' dan sujud dengan tawadhu', aku bertasyahhud dengan penuh pengharapan dan aku memberi salam dengan ikhlas. Beginilah aku bersolat selama 30 tahun." Apabila Isam mendengar, menangislah dia kerana membayangkan ibadahnya yang kurang baik dibandingkan dengan Hatim.

Be Inspired!

This is a story that I received from a friend. A very short yet inspiring story. Allah's Hidayah is always there, around us. It comes in all sorts of forms. It's either we are aware of it or we simply take advantage on it.

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, for the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, a young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head tilted down and said with great excitement, “Look what I found!” In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, with it’s petals all worn, not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away. But instead of retreating he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared with overacted surprise, “It sure smells pretty and it’s beautiful, too. That’s why I picked it; here it’s for you.” The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied, “Just what I need.” But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, he held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time that weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind. I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun as I thanked him for picking the very best one. You’re welcome, he smiled, and then ran off to play, unaware of the impact he’d had on my day. I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he’d been blessed with true sight. Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see the problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, and appreciate every second that’s mine. And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose. And smiled as I watched that young boy, another weed in his hand about to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.

Quot Of The Day..

:: inspiring quotation ::

“It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.”

“Citizenship in a Republic”Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910