Nursery baru Muhammad

Alhamdulillah, dah genap sebulan Muhammad memula kan sesi nursery di tempat baru. Pada awalnya, agak mencabar juga nak dapatkan tempat, cukup sekadar saya nyatakan kes terpencil racist 'halus'. Moga Allah ampunkan dosa saya jika itu adalah andaian yang semakin di api apikan oleh syaitan.

Rezeki Muhammad telah tertulis di situ, biarpun ada pihak yang kurang senang, cuba untuk tidak memberi peluang. Adakala kurang sabar juga bila mendengar cerita cerita yang tidak masuk akal yang diada adakan. Walau saya boleh berlapang dada dengan teguran membina dan boleh menerima adakala Muhammad bukanlah seorang yang duduk diam tegak sopan santun, tetapi kerana komen yang diberikan sangat kontra berbanding guru guru professional dari nursery lama. Setelah beberapa kali dan insiden berbeza, suami pun menyatakan perkara yang sama. Tetapi suami lebih bertegas menyatakan hak dan pendapat, berbanding saya yang agak kurang suka menimbulkan konflik.

Namun, setelah kurang lebih sebulan, keadaan berubah 360 darjah.

Sesampainya Muhammad akan dicium dipeluk oleh 'individu' tersebut. Begitu juga sebelum pulang. Kerap kali juga suami bercerita Muhammad dipuji puji oleh individu tersebut dan guru guru kerana sikapnya yang mudah memanjakan diri. Suatu hari mereka excited sebab Muhammad panggil mereka dengan panggilan darling! He just made my day katanya.

Alhamdulillah all went well. Mendengar kisah Muhammad dan pengurus di nursery baru mengingatkan saya salah satu ayat favorite dalam surah Fussilat Ayat 34.

وَلَا تَسْتَوِي الْحَسَنَةُ وَلَا السَّيِّئَةُ ادْفَعْ بِالَّتِي هِيَ أَحْسَنُ فَإِذَا الَّذِي بَيْنَكَ وَبَيْنَهُ عَدَاوَةٌ كَأَنَّهُ وَلِيٌّ حَمِيمٌ.

Dan tidaklah sama (kesannya dan hukumnya) perbuatan yang baik dan perbuatan yang jahat. Tolaklah (kejahatan yang ditujukan kepadamu) dengan cara yang lebih baik; apabila engkau berlaku demikian maka orang yang menaruh rasa permusuhan terhadapmu, dengan serta merta akan menjadi seolah-olah seorang sahabat karib.

MasyaAllah ayat yang indah. Allah menyambung lagi dalam ayat seterusnya

Dan sifat yang terpuji ini tidak dapat diterima dan diamalkan melainkan oleh orang-orang yang bersikap sabar, dan tidak juga dapat diterima dan diamalkan melainkan oleh orang yang mempunyai bahagian yang besar dari kebahagiaan dunia dan akhirat.

MasyaAllah.. Setiap hari Allah mendidik hati dan diri dengan suatu yang baru, walaupun melalui anak kecil.


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My long journey to the UK

As early as 15 year old, I got the thought of going abroad for higher studies. I was encouraged by my brother (Abg De), which introduced me to Edinburgh. However, at that time, I just dreamed  to become a medical doctor. So, in my secret book, I wrote; Edinburgh. UK. Doctor. It was always be in my dream to study in the UK. I was not a brilliant student back then, but I was extremely determined person and still am. Every term, I aimed for straight A’s.  Alhamdulillah, I scored straight A’s in my PMR, but not in SPM. Lucky me, in my exam slip there was no C or D. Just A and B, but, still not smart enough to secure a scholarship. So bye bye UK. Bye bye dream job.

I went to matriculation, managed to get 3.5 above and with my bff Yana, we applied for Royal College of Surgeon in Ireland. Two naive girls, walked miles and miles, chasing taxis and trains, and went to the interview. Alhamdulillah. I got the offer.5 years medical course at RCSI. Again, even though I managed to get the offer letter, I did not get the scholarship. Still. I went to UPM instead. No, I am not taking medical course and that time I realized how shallow my mind back then. I started to fell in love with lab techniques, western blot, cell culture,  I get to know biochemical pathways, genetic, and I just realize, biology is not just being a doctor. It is larger than that. I learnt about life a lot during my undergrad time. I love my course mate. We are still good friends until now.

 Final Year Trip to Genting. :)

 kak Fiza and Hafiz. A good friend of mine.

To cut a long story short, I did my Msc (fully research) at a local university. After 2 years, I finished my labwork, I got a decent job, with a generous pay (Alhamdulillah) when I was writing up my thesis. I still apply for scholarship. But now my dream is bigger, to do a doctorate at UK. I secured the scholarship, two times, and the offer from the university. However, the timing is not suitable. I was still writing up the thesis back then. I was gutted. For the first time in my life, I made up my mind, no more study application. I was tired already. The determination in me was all gone. I just felt secure with what I have. I was  a  lecturer with flexible working hours and I got a decent pay. I finally decide. Yes, this is what I want.  I fell in love with teaching. I was attached to my students, to my colleagues, to my boss. Plus, I am married to a wonderful man. We went to the mosque to listen to kuliyyah every weekend, we have a small but a convenient location home. We went back to hometown every month to visit our parents. I think, life is complete when my Gynae confirmed that I was pregnant. I have not thought about furthering my study, since we decided that time it was my husband turn to further his.

God works in a mysterious way. He wants to tell me that this is what suitable to you. I applied again when my bestie Mien encouraged me. I got fully support from my husband and my Father In Law and we got application results when I was in the labour room, fighting to deliver Muhammad. It is a YES at the right moment. Double joy! Nonetheless, it was full of struggles. I went to BTN when I was 8 month pregnant (it was still amazing though, there were quite a few of my friends were pregnant back then). We took his passport photo when he was 15 day old and fly to UK when Muhammad was 3 month old. He was a fighter like me and my husband .

Now I am here. Struggling. To quote my professor “MSc or PhD, is not the beginning that matters, but how you end it”. 

Till then,

Toodles!

Pengembaraan bermula

Labour room. 2.30 petang.

I got a phone call from a familiar number, from the department which I apply scholarship. 

"Puan, boleh puan ceritakan serba sedikit tentang proposal research puan. saya nak bawak masuk meeting ni"

"Encik, maaflah..contraction saya setiap 10 minit sekarang ni, saya dalam labour room!" senyap. saya tertidur mungkin. Penat. Sakit.

"Puannn... saya minta maaf.. Boleh saya cakap dengan suami puan?"

I passed my phone to my husband, yang setia menemani. Lepas jemaah subuh di dalam bilik, kami berdua masuk ke labour room. Takde tanda lagi walau sakitnya bukan kepalang. Bukaan baru 3 cm, my son really enjoy ummi's womb!

That's the beginning. And the rest is history. In the end of the day, (Muhammad lahir jam 7.50 malam), saya mendapat satu lagi berita bahawa permohonan biasiswa saya diluluskan. Alhamdulillah. 

Had my confinement period at my in law's crib,  on day 7, kami adakan majlis akikah (kami menabung dari minggu pertama saya tahu saya mengandung semata mata untuk mengadakan membuat akikah untuk Muhammad pada hari ke 7), dan memberi nama (setelah 7 hari babah beristikharah). Moga semuanya ada harga pada pandangan Allah. 

On week 2nd, we went back to our crib, at Bukit Raja. Berpantang sendiri, alhamdulillah semuanya mudah dengan adanya suami menjaga.

On day 15th, Muhammad dah ada pasport sendiri :)

And 3 month after that, kami bertiga berkelana ke bumi inggeris. Memulakan pengembaraan.

At Schipol Airport. Transit for 6 h.

As we stepped out of the airport, the weather was very uninviting. The sky was dark, gloomy and it was very cold. 

We stayed for 1 week at Syida and Sheldon house. 

Alhamdulillah, today we are going to move to our very own house at Alexandra Parade. After viewing 3 houses, we are quite happy with the house. City center is 10 min by bus and  Alexandra Park is just 5 min away. Halal butchery is very close to our house. Tak sabar rasanya nk masuk rumah sendiri. Hari ni matahari bersinar terang, sebelum ni cuaca gloomy je eventho it is summer already.

Muhammad is doing fine. Sihat dan sangat ceria. Sangt mudah tidur sbb kat sini sejuk. Muhammad two months dah pandai gelak2, dah kenal sape umi dan babah dia, kalau umi dn babah takde, tak nangis. Tapi muka boleh ikat muncung mulut. Bila main main jari depan muka dah pandai grab. Masuk 3 bulan ni dah mula meniarap. Dah pandai geli, dah pandai cakap scottish hehe. Ada sekali tu masa view rumah, agent sibuk cakap dia pun sibuk balas balik as if he understands what he talks about.

Nanti ada masa nk cerita pengalam pertama muhammad naik flight, and berjalan di sekitar bandar glasgow by walking and bus! Kat malaysia jangan harap la nk macam tu.

Ok, need to have my shower. Banyk benda nk buat hari ni.

Bye for now,

Much love from Glasgow