‘Market talk – what some people talk about?’ by HAK55

Wet Market

Hussaini Abdul Karim
Sometimes, on Saturdays, I accompany my wife to go to the wet market at Section 16 in Shah Alam and I will have my breakfast besides reading the newspapers whist waiting for her to complete her weekly marketing.
Normally, my wife joins me for breakfast before we leave for home, like this morning. There are many different types of food to choose from; nasi lemak, rati canai, lontong, mee rebus, goreng pisang,assorted kuehs, etc. They are not just good, they are also quite cheap. Drinks, either hot or cold, are available at less than the price of the same items at mamak eating shops. On certain days, there’s also entertainment kara – o – ke style with the resident DJ singing the songs, mostly very popular 60s Pop Yeh Yeh Malay songs and once a while you will have same courageous members of the public singing too. I sometimes sing too,  English and Malay classic rock songs of the 70s and the 80s, when my wife is not nearby.

Last Saturday morning at the market, whilst having breakfast, I overhead a discussion about history between two very senior citizens who were seated next to me, both waiting for their wives doing their marketing, I believe. I listened to their conversations and found the discussion very interesting and I could relate to what they both were talking about. One of them said that he is disappointed that students now are not taught the real history but what they are taught is actually ‘alam manusia’(humanities). He said that anyone aged 50 or below are not learning the right things as far as history is concerned and hopes that this is corrected soon.

“Facts are distorted and nobody bothers to check on their accuracy,” according to him. From the way he talks, he must have been a teacher before.

He commented on Sir Stamford Raffles whom he thought was a visionary besides being a statesman and a scientist (botanist) who has a flower, the very smelly Rafflesia, named after him and continued to say that he was also responsible for the commercialisation of rubber in Singapore and Malaya and had developed the Port of Singapore as an important entreport.

“Who do you think was the first person who romanised the Malay language?” he asked his friend. After waiting for a few minutes without receiving any answer from his friend, he said: “It was R J Wilkinson (I thought it was Winstedt?) and not Zaaba like many thought. His friend just smiled at that.

Further, he thought that it is a shame that the government needed to bring in teachers from the USA to teach our students English. He said, “I am sure there are many excellent English writers and speakers in the country and if the government really tries, I am sure many will come forward to volunteer their services. They may be old but they are still very useful”. He fears that some of the foreign teachers that the government brings in may be either CIA or KGB agents, spies like what you see in James Bond movies.

“Do you know that Malays was controlled by the communist for 14 days?”
he asked.

“Yes,” answered his friend.

Seated on the same table with me was another senior citizen and his young son and after exchanging the normal greetings, he began to lament about the lack of discipline of people, especially young people today, and began his comments by saying that many like to throw rubbish indiscriminately; from inside the car to the roads they are driving on, into rivers and drains, for example, and everywhere else.

“How can we ever keep our rivers clean?” he commented.

“Just look at this market, it’s dirty with rubbish strewn everywhere,
this is typical Malaysia,” he said.

He said, “I am sure they are taught cleanliness and not to litter indiscriminately at home by their parents, at school by their teachers and at work by their peers but still they litter”.

“It must be due to the lack of discipline and the lack of enforcement”, he continued.

He said he has a nephew who works with one of the bigger government agencies in the country who, according to him, is corrupt. They come to work at 8:00 a.m. and by 8.30 am they haven’t even started working and when they do after that, by 9:30, they go missing again to have their almost two-hour morning coffee break and nobody bothers, because their bosses also do that.  At 4:00 p.m. they go missing again and this time for their tea break and by the time they get back to their
respective counters, it’s almost the end of the working day already.

“Like that, how can they serve the public efficiently?” he asked.

When confronted about his corrupt practices, his nephew told him that all the others do it and if he didn’t do the same, he will be ostracised by his colleagues. Peer pressure, it seems.

About the situation at our markets he says, ‘Look, even markets are segregated, not just schools. There are markets for Malays/Muslims and there are markets for non-Muslims. Like that, how can we be like 1Malaysia.

A young man joined us after over hearing our conversation and gave his take on the situation of Malaysian cars to day. Commenting on the new Perodua Myvi car models he asked, “Are these cars safe to drive?”

“Just look into the engine compartment, there’s no reinforcement at all, if one is to crash head on, it’s finished!” he says. We just smiled and left after that.

“My friend just bought one, the SE 1.5 twin cam model and he had a workshop installed reinforcement bars at a cost of RM600 to make sure that the car is safe to drive,” he told us.

“I know they want to make a lot of profits, but definitely they should
not do that at our expense!” he grumbled.

“Don’t they ever crash-test those cars?” he asked.

Suddenly, my wife appeared from nowhere and sat next to me and the conversations stopped abruptly. She ordered a bowl of mee rebus and teh – o and as soon as she finished her breakfast, we left for home and had me thinking about the things common people say every day.

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Non-Muslims supporting Muslims: What do Divorce, Death & Deen have in common?

J. Samia MairBy J. Samia Mair, Baltimore Muslim Examiner

When I practiced law in a large firm, a mentor told me that death and divorce reveal a person’s ‘true colors’. I found this to be the case more often than not. Some people are magnanimous in the face of tragedy, thinking of others before themselves. Other people use the opportunity to vent their hatred and resentment, as if pain is an excuse to say or do as one wants. Recent events suggest that a third category can be added—namely, the deen.

Muslims refer to Islam as a “deen” not a religion. Deen is a broader term and has been translated as a “way of life,” based on submission and obedience to our Creator. Like death and divorce, the deen, or Islam, triggers a response in many. The mere mention of Islam today can reveal a person’s true colors.

Take for instance the now infamous and ongoing controversy over Park51, the proposed Islamic center in lower Manhattan. It has allowed many closet Islam-haters to come out, believing that they now have a legitimate excuse to express their hatred, even if couched in what they believe are socially-acceptable arguments. Across this nation, mosques and other Islamic centers are being challenged, encouraged by the vocal and sometimes prominent opponents of the project. The controversy surrounding Park51 also has provided the impetus for hate crimes.

Yet, look at all the non-Muslims supporting the rights of Muslims to be guaranteed to the same rights as every other American. I personally have been contacted by several friends to let me know how “appalled” and “dismayed” they are over recent events. Many can’t believe this is America. Many do not like where the conversation is heading.

Where does the expression “true colors” come from? The answer may be found in the Qur’an. Several verses in the Qur’an mention the various colors of creation. For example,

And among His Signs is the creation of the heavens and the earth, and the variations in your languages and your colors: verily in that are Signs for those who know. (30:22)

Seest thou not that Allah sends down rain from the sky? With it We then bring out produce of various colors. And in the mountains are tracts white and red, of various shades of color, and black intense in hue. And so amongst men and crawling creatures and cattle, are they of various colors. Those truly fear Allah, among His Servants, who have knowledge: for Allah is Exalted in Might, Oft-Forgiving. (35:27-28)

Islam teaches that God (swt) is unique and one but reveals Himself through His many names and attributes. And just as a rainbow reveals the many colors of light from the sun, each part of creation reveals aspects of our Creator and ourselves. In other words, although we originate from pure light, we each display our own true colors.


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Mahaguru58’s Haj Journey ~ Part 1

mahaguru58 at th kelana jaya

I had checked in at the Kelana Jaya Tabung Haji Complex on the night of Wednesday, 19th October, 2011 after getting a call from Tabung Haji HQ at KL that I was listed to be amongst this year’s TH Pilgrims for Haj 1432 Hijrah.

TH Kelana Jaya Assembly Hall

After going through the procedures and checking in my luggage and collecting my passport which I had earlier handed over to Tabung Haji for Haj Visa processing, I was ushered in to the TH Kelana Jaya Assembly Hall where other pilgrims were also assembled. Each of us already in our Ihram unstitched garments. We had earlier taken our Sunat Ihram Bath and conducted our Solat Sunat Ihram.

There was a festive atmosphere at the complex and earlier on, I had bid goodbye to my darling wife. I was the one who was a tad emotional realizing that it’s gonna be a month or more before I would be seeing her again and I had tears in my eyes.

My wife asked me to be strong and reminded me that I was going on my Haj. The 5th and final pillar of Islam. Her words of encouragement beefed me up and I fortified my mind that Insya Allah, I will be returning to her as a Muslim husband who had completed all my obligations to Allahu Ta’ala and will be much more better than I ever was as a husband and Da’ee.

This was a photo of myself taken before departing for KLIA.

This is the Saudi Arabian Airlines Boeing 747 jetliner that we were to board on our Haj flight to the Holy Lands.

A self portrait of myself in the Saudi Arabian Airlines Boeing 747 before the flight taking off to the King Abdul Aziz International Airport at Jeddah, Saudi Arabia.

The in flight monitor screen showing us arriving at the Arabian Peninsular. The plane used to belong to Japan Airlines. There were Japanese words popping up on screen.