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Sunday, 1 January 2017


Little knowledge is dangerous?
Having little knowledge is better than no knowledge at all.What is dangerous is when we use little knowledge to apply to something bigger.Or when we assume ourlittle knowledge is big enough for us.In fact, you may be expert in solar energy but you may know nothing about flying an aeroplane, not to mention how to make nasi lemak!
Everyone starts with little knowledge.When we keep learning, our knowledge and understanding grow along the way.It is always a work in progress until we die.
Before I learn more about photography, a photo is just a photo. When I saw one, it is either nice, not nice or bad.I did not even know what was the meaning of the word 'nice'.As I learn and get more knowledge and understanding,I began to know more and began to learn how to appreciate beautiful photography.As the Malay proverb says:Tak kenal maka tak cinta!
When I re-learn the proper way to read Al-Quran with proper tajweed and meaning,I began to enjoy the beauty of Quranic recitations even though I may not know some of the meaning.Little knowledge is dangerous when you just finished a 3-month of Arabic Language class and you want to tafseer Quran on your own.My late father learnt Arabic Nahu for 15 years from Tok Kenali and yet he only became a teacher.
So,having little knowledge is not dangerous.Just keep learning and applying it appropriately at the proper places and times.

Monday, 21 November 2016


Zuhayr is our first grand child.He is now four years old.He has travelled by plane but never travelled on a real train like the ERL train from Putrajaya to KLIA2.On Monday 21/11/2016 is a historc day for him.It reminds me of my first KTM train ride on 3/1/1965 from Palekbang to Gemas/KL/Tanjung Malim,Perak.He was very scared initially and got excited after we boarded the train.

I took many photos at the railway stations but the photos have her grandma with him.My wife is a very private person,so I am not allowed to post any photos.As grand parents,we enjoyed the ride as much as our grandson Zuhayr.Along the route,he could not keep sitting quiet but showing us what he saw and asking many questions.

Most children love to see aeroplanes.Usually he has to look  up to see them,but here he can look down.He was excited to see the plane taxing on the terminal apron and moving for take off.

After one hour loitering at KLIA2,we settled for nasi buryani and orange juice.Alhamdulilah.

Thursday, 17 November 2016


I was on the Transit Train from KLIA to Putrajaya yesterday.On the way,I saw a dark cloud and I prayed to Allah to delay the rain until I arrived at Putrajaya Sentral where I park my car.On arrival,I was greeted with a down pour!OMG,now,I had to wait for the rain to stop.I was complaining..

There was no way for us to get to our car without getting wet.My wife suggested we walk around the station..May be we can buy dinner to take away.As I walked around reluctantly,we came upon a kiosk selling coffee/cakes.We were offered a small free cup of coffee as part of their product promotion.Immediately I accepted the offer.Having hot coffee on a raining day is great!

As we moved around,we came upon a Kerepok Leko Stall.This is another lovely surprise!We ordered a set of kerepok leko and enjoyed our 'high tea'.By the time we finished our meal,the rain stopped and we went to our car and drove home.

The above is my short story.The moral of the story is for you to interpret and take home a lesson learnt.Cheers and have a good day.

Monday, 7 November 2016

Thank you,Abang Rashid

Ten years ago,I gave this small gift to Abang Rashid when he celebrated his 50th anniversary on 26/8/2006.After a few years of illness ,he passed away just now at about 4pm at HUKL.Al-Fatihah for Allahyarham Tuan Haji Abdul Rashid Abu Hassan.May Allah bless his soul and place him among the inhabitants of Al-Jannah.

I became his next door neighbour for 25 years since 1984.All my children called him Atuk.He was 20 years my senior.Whenever,I balik kampung,he was my house caretaker and when I was out station,he became a grandfather to my kids.My youngest son Khatam Quran with his grandson at his house.When I was living home for my Hajj,he called The Azan and read the do'a for my safety.He prayed at the masjid almost everyday and a devout muslim.Not even once,he hurt my feelings.

Good-bye Abang Rashid...And thank for everything you had done for me and my children,especially for Munir Adib.Jazakallahu Khairan.

Monday, 24 October 2016

Good bye Kissman..

I lost another firend..

Good bye my friend Kissman Che Lah,may Allah The Most Merciful and Compassionate bless your soul and place you among the inhibitants of His Al Jannah.InsyaAllah.Last Friday morning,on reading his Facebook message that he got a heart and undergone some angio procedure at Hospital Serdang,I called and talked to him.He informed that everything went well and when I told I wanted to visit him he told me no need to come because that he will be discharged the next day.Sadly,something has gone wrong..Last night I got the news at about 9pm that he passed away at 6:30pm.Al-Fatihah for my friend Kissman.
Kissman was about twenty years my junior.He was an avid reader of my blog The Reader and after our exchanges of views we became friends.He came over to my house to seek some clarification/knowledge from me .Some years later ,he gave me a present- a book entitled The Muqadimmah by Ibnu Khaldun.This is no ordinary books and not many young people read this kind of heavy content.He was very interested in higher knowledge like sufism.
Last year,he called me to seek my advice to improve his laundry business.I hope he did well.Laundry shops are mushrooming now.
By the way,I am writing this note to share some lessons with younger friends.
1.Anyone can die at any age.Take care of our health-then tawwakal.
2.Donot wait until you are 60 to learn religion and do more ibadah.
3.Alway consult the counsel of your elders in personal life and business.

Thank you Kissman for being my good friend.May Allah reward you with al Jannah.InsyaAllah,we shall meet again..