Cherita 1 (saya suka ejaan lama, buku lama, gambar lama etc etc. The old way gives more character to the language it seems)
I was late for my lunch hour class (Delinn, hush). So when I got to the 50th floor I dashed to the usual classrooms. There was an usherette at the door (there never was any) who said, the class is full so you have to sit on the tikar (our class was never ever this full). Anyway I quickly got a comfy place for myself and opened my book. And read quietly. Then I noticed the others are having different books. Must be new books on sale outside I had missed while coming in. Later the ustaz came in and I thought, ni mesti ustaz ganti sebab dia tall and fair. The usual ustaz is shorter, darker and more endearing. Ustaz kata kita kat muka surat 35. Barulah it occurred to me that memang sah saya masuk kelas salah. But out of respect for the ustaz, ganggu pulak semua orang nak kluar dari hujung kelas dan mungkin jugak atas dasar sabar dengan kesilapan (dan mungkin yang betul nye malu pulak salah kelas) I stayed till the class finished.
There was a lot of things being shared. And the least I learned is there is another good class I can attend.
Cherita 2
The kuliah today is on Ramadhankarim. I kept reminding myself I must not miss this session. The morning email confirmed the session. Allah penentu segalanya walaupun saya telah merancang lebih awal. I went to the wrong class instead; turned out that I had missed the second email on the change of class venue. Frust jugak miss kelas ustaz, tapi mesti ada pelajaran yang mesti saya belajar dari kesilapan ini. I am thinking I should sign up for the other class too. Dan sabar.
Cherita 3
Yesterday I thought that I had been to quite a number of classes (which is weird because yesterday was the first I attended this week). Mungkin sebab ulang dan ulang CD dalam kereta. My son Ilyas had made me this ceramah CD, which is so sweet of him (sambil berdoa agar Allah sentiasa melindunginya. I kept reminding the children, besarnya nikmat dari Allah kalau menyukakan hati ibubapa. I have to remember this myself too).
Semalam saya sangat envy (bukan jealous) ustaz cerita dia akan berpindah ke Madinah. Memberi tanah untuk tujuan agama. (Dont get me wrong. The ustaz told his story in the most humble way. If you get it differently from my words here, then that is a serious offense on my part.) Punyai baju empat helai sahaja ke pejabat, sebab yang lain dah tenggelam dek banjir dan tak ada minat nak ganti lagi. Membimbing anak2 agar solat jemaah di masjid. Tentang qiyamulail. Lailatulqadar. And the simplest act (though not necessarily the easiest) of makan sedikit semasa berbuka.
Maka nikmat Allah yang mana yang kamu dustakan? ArRahman (surah yang paling saya gemari)
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