I was browsing through the shelves of books at ptsl ( ukm's huuugee library and is also said to be amng the biggest one in Asia) and suddenly i come across THIS book. Rindu Bau Pohon Tin. The moment i touched the book, i know i must borrow it. But to read it, hmmm, thats something undecisable yet. I will tell you e reason why. Later. Ustaz Hasrizal Jamil ( barakallahu fee umuurak ) is the author for this book. Before this, he has written quite a number of books, for instance Aku Terima Nikahnya 1 & 2 and Murabbi Cinta. Truthfully, i've owned ALL of his books except for THIS. The ideas presented in his books touched on basic issues of a marriage but in a contemporary way. Furthermore, i simply love the way he shared with us his real-life experiences that he had gone through before. It makes me feel humane & at the same time, I can relate it to my own experiences-e ups & downs in my life. The beauty behind simplicity.
If you are wondering why im reluctant to read THIS book, i will tell you why. Its got to do with Syria . *now im confused* Isnt Syria,to you, equals to happiness? Yes. It was, and still is. As long as it got NOTHING to do with jawazaat wa maa haw lahu. The incident happened , and tats how im now studying in Msia instead of being there. No, im not pointing fingers to anyone, nor to any specific places =.="
قدر الله على كل شيئ ما شاء كان وما لم يشاء لم يكن
Reading this book means refreshing back the good memories in Syria. The moments that i had spent with my lovely dovey akhawats. The constant 'fight' we had with syabab. The nights that we 'sihrul layaalii' on milkshakes, nabeel, leewan,calling maiz late night....well, basically its on foods. The varieties of dars & shuyukh that im so missing it right nw! The kind & gentle anisa who are always concern about us, e ajaniib. The macho & handsome shuyukh whom 'ilm is always brimming on them( I still remembered Sheikh Farfur words when he first entered the 1st yr banat Syariah class to give a simple tazkirah. Among his tazkirah , he touched abt us( foreigners ):
أنتم لستم الأجانب ولكنكم الوافدون ...
Masya allah! e ihtiraam he gives us-e foreigners who come to suria to learn about Islam. 'ajib! =') hafizahullahu~
It hurts me so much to read about Syria when I know i should actually learn to let go of the bad memories. The bad memories are still rottenly stuck in my mind. It just wont let go despite on how hard I tried to forget abt it.Seriously, i tried. Its probably because i didnt part from Syria in a 'normal way' that other students go through. Its probably because I knew the possibility of NOT returning back is low, but i still insisted on going back to Spore. N its probably because i still have grudges over the officers and those who are related to them. N it might probably be because I have to 'redo' everything again, when the painful fact is that I should be graduating soon ( of course, biiznillah) =') With them.
Allahu allahu...forgive me if i whine...but it just hurt me too much......n again e book, it brings me back memories....e dilemma to read or to just return it back...qawwinii ya rab..fa inni'abdun dho'iifun...wallahi, ana mushtaaq ilaihaa~
