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Last travel log posted: 9th September 2012. Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Ditakdirkan ALLAH, 'dilantik' menjadi seorang musyrifah pada 2hb Februari lepas. :) Profil Musyrifah. Nama: Amirah Hazwani binti Muhammad Azlan Nama panggilan Mesir sahaja: Umayr Nombor telefon: +20122 7899 554 Kawasan: Hayyu Safarat, Kaherah Masa bertugas: On-call Sedia menerima tugasan ^^ Pada mulanya, hasrat diluahkan oleh adik satu batch , Asmaa' sebelum winter break bermula. Katanya, hendak 'menempah' kak Umayr sehari membawanya melawat maqam sekitar Kaherah. Tapi tidak pula mendapat sebarang tempahan setakat ini. 'Ala kulli hal, ALLAH menggerakkan hati sahabat dari Indonesia, Mardhiah, untuk meminta kami menjadi musyrifah. Ternyata, apabila berita disampaikan, 3 daripada ahli bayt turut mahu ikut serta. (EH? Macam dah termasuk Bahasa Indonesia O.O) Kami berjanji akan bertemu sea...

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Salah satu kemudahan baru di Mesir tiada di Malaysia – el tremco :D (Kekoknya hendak menaip bahasa Melayu, aduhai.) Seperti kebiasaanya, dengan kekuatan yang ALLAH berikan, kami melangkah dari Baiti Jannati di Hayyu Safarat setelah Maghrib untuk ke pengajian. 10 minit jarak berjalan kaki ke bulatan berdekatan Inbi, menanti – tremco :D Sumber: dutasurga.blogspot.com Pada waktu malam; tremco dipenuhi ikhwah Arab >< AlhamduLILLAH sudah terbiasakan diri bersama ikhwah Arab yang setakat ini dan alhamduLILLAH khair sahaja. Bersangka baiklah dengan mereka, bersangka baiklah dengan sesiapa, insyaALLAH, yang baik juga akan diterima. Kenapa dengan tremco? :D Dan kenapa bila kami sebut tremco, ada “:D” ? Sebab tremco sangat – awesome :D Sepanjang perjalanan 24hb Januari yang lepas, kami terfikir. Kadang-kadang, hati akan terasa dengan pak cik tremco. Kadang-kadang, akan...

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. My last travel log was dated 19th May. Today is 8th September. Sigh. Sigh. Khair, I admit. I've been in travels but hadn't the time to write. Skipping from a bus to another. Seeing the world, well, at least around Selangor and KL. Still haven't have the time to write. But yesterday, I woke up from a dream. So I went out, accidentally met Fatin Husna and Nurin Izzati at the front gate of CFS, and we boarded together. We got separated at the University station as they took their time buying their token while I had my Touch N Go card in my Quran. Stepped into the usual LRT, gazing the scenery, as usual. The busy traffic, the sky, the birds. The trees, which are green as usual. Calm and tranquility... If it is translated by just the view, not the noise. I was planning to go to Masjid Muadz bin Jabal at Setiawangsa, but I had to make a pit stop at the Main Campus, IIUM Gombak to deliver my seniors graduating transcript. Arrived ...

Assalamualaikum w.b.t I woke up, with the mind set of going to Masjid al-Mukarramah. There will be a Kuliyyah by Syeikh Fahmi Zamzam an-Nadwi al-Maliki. I missed the previous one for a reason. It will be my third time attending the Kuliyyah, but the fourth time going to the mosque. Lingering around the house, and ami offered a ride to the bus stop. She was in a rush, I was in a rush. And not until I arrived at the bus stop that I realizes, I didn't bring my Quran. I texted ami but the bus had arrived. Never I travel without my Quran. Looking at the bus, looking at my wallet and the time. I have my small Yasin and the bus was there. I stepped into it and there goes the bus. Certainly I was heart broken, but I think it shall remind me every moment from now on, to hold to my Quran. The one I always carry around was given by beloved Fatin Husna binti Hamka. In the bus, I sat besides a fair lady, who is a Muslim. Her name; Zaharah. She is currently wo...

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. It had been a long time, writing about my travels. I won't deny I had indeed travelled a lot during the period I hadn't write anything; stories, travel log or even thoughts. So I basically am stumbling here, not knowing where to start. Of course, I think talaqqi is the best way to start here. This particular semester is very weird, indeed, because I hadn't received messages regarding talaqqi here at CFS with Syeikhuna, Ustaz Muhadir. Suddenly, like just now, I just knew, and I was at a class. So I came late. It was long enough, not be able to see Ustaz Muhadir. Alhamdulillah, I am so grateful for today. I don't know why, lately, my travels had been involving walking a lot under the sun. Not that I don't walk that much, but it was a longer path than usual. I got lost frequently, if I travel to somewhere I had never been. I will stop, close my eyes, and wait. Then when I open my eyes, insyaAllah, I'l...