Kayu, Act II; pix from here 
View from our balcony. The cemetery's on the left.Kayu
Tiger Woods (henceforth referred to as 'Kayu') is back on the course, chasing not another skirt, thankfully, but another US Masters title after a five-month hiatus following his salacious sex scandal.
Apart from a fuller face and a hint of a pouch, he looked pretty much the same, right down to the ubiquitous smirk and the air of disdain that has been his trademark over the years.
As the norm, a major tourney as this brings Pak Abu out of the bedroom and onto the couch. He's been berthed there for the past two nights, and will be till Sunday, presumably to watch Kayu in action.
But each time I took a peep outside - I had never been able to manage uninterrupted sleep whenever he shifted bed - all I could see was an inert body in deep slumber, accompanied by snores and the occasional dose of incoherent mutterings.
I don't know if he actually did any watching at all, because I had to wake him up to remind him that he was supposed to be watching TV and not the other way around.
Innalillah
We are only 10 days into April and there have been three burials already at the Sg Pencala Muslim Cemetery overlooking my balcony.
Quranic recitals after Subuh prayers at the Sg Pencala mosque usually indicate a death in the Sg Pencala community and yesterday's grave-digging activity as the sun rose confirmed my suspicion.
Another servant of God has passed on; I heard the name of a woman mentioned as the deceased and the speaker calling upon mosque congregation to make doa for the departed. "Innalillahi wa'inna ilaihirraji'oun."
I think a few of the loudspeakers from the mosque, located 500 metres down the road from our condo, are pointed in the direction of Taman Tun Dr Ismail.
This is because not only could I hear the azan but also chunks of their kuliah subuh each time I stood on my balcony.
Be it by chance or design, I can't thank them enough for what I see as an act of kindness. It makes me feel death is just a step away, thus the need to constantly prepare for its eventuality.
Imagine the scenario; listening to the melodious recitals of Quranic verses, the muezzin's calls to prayers and snippets of lectures on Islam while looking down at the Muslim cemetery across the big drain. We are so blessed, Syukur Alhamdulillah..
Tiger Woods (henceforth referred to as 'Kayu') is back on the course, chasing not another skirt, thankfully, but another US Masters title after a five-month hiatus following his salacious sex scandal.
Apart from a fuller face and a hint of a pouch, he looked pretty much the same, right down to the ubiquitous smirk and the air of disdain that has been his trademark over the years.
As the norm, a major tourney as this brings Pak Abu out of the bedroom and onto the couch. He's been berthed there for the past two nights, and will be till Sunday, presumably to watch Kayu in action.
But each time I took a peep outside - I had never been able to manage uninterrupted sleep whenever he shifted bed - all I could see was an inert body in deep slumber, accompanied by snores and the occasional dose of incoherent mutterings.
I don't know if he actually did any watching at all, because I had to wake him up to remind him that he was supposed to be watching TV and not the other way around.
Innalillah
We are only 10 days into April and there have been three burials already at the Sg Pencala Muslim Cemetery overlooking my balcony.
Quranic recitals after Subuh prayers at the Sg Pencala mosque usually indicate a death in the Sg Pencala community and yesterday's grave-digging activity as the sun rose confirmed my suspicion.
Another servant of God has passed on; I heard the name of a woman mentioned as the deceased and the speaker calling upon mosque congregation to make doa for the departed. "Innalillahi wa'inna ilaihirraji'oun."
I think a few of the loudspeakers from the mosque, located 500 metres down the road from our condo, are pointed in the direction of Taman Tun Dr Ismail.
This is because not only could I hear the azan but also chunks of their kuliah subuh each time I stood on my balcony.
Be it by chance or design, I can't thank them enough for what I see as an act of kindness. It makes me feel death is just a step away, thus the need to constantly prepare for its eventuality.
Imagine the scenario; listening to the melodious recitals of Quranic verses, the muezzin's calls to prayers and snippets of lectures on Islam while looking down at the Muslim cemetery across the big drain. We are so blessed, Syukur Alhamdulillah..
10 comments:
Salam,
Don't u think we have MALAYSIAN TIGER WOOD? Ask the golfers, they should know? Am not a golfer, Kama!
Alhamdulillah, not many are blessed with call for prayers day in day out. Our surau is just a stone throw away from our humble abode. Alhamdulillah. Thanks to Allah.
Salam Kak Puteri,
Heard of Rimau Akar, Rimau Kayu is new; but of course this one stands on two legs instead of four.
"...sisa umur tidak undur lagi..." stanza dari lagu nasyid kumpulan Hijjaz. Death is inevitable. A friend, Badique (you've probably read about this news) passed on few days ago.
Alfatihah to those dearly departed.
Puteri, the call to prayers is something we are missing here. Even back in Malaysia, in certain places you dont get to hear the azan, especially in the mornings. During one of my trips back, I went to Jakarta and during subuh, i heard this beautiful azan, not just from one mosque and also from many directions. I was moved to tears.
Salam..terasa sebak dada jugak reading about how death is so near for everyone..and preparing for its eventuality..rasa nak perap duduk dalam masjid siang malam kalau boleh..but like always, its impossible.
Hope Tiger will become a better man and buang terus his sexual addiction..kesian jugak kan..hes still one of the best negro golfers ever.
Hehehe Puteri, so what's new? Pak Abu 'sleeping' with Tiger Wood too :)))
Tommy
Salam Kak Puteri,
Alhamdulillah..you are so blessed. I would give anything to be able to experience that here.
Agree with Naz, blessed are we that are able to hear the azan - but alas for me I'm guilty of seldom "listening".
That Kayu? May be dead but still called Balak.
And that cemetery, seems to beckon lah :)
LF - we hv yet to produce one of Woods stature, LF. I had been involved with the "Youth Golf Challenge" programme undertaken by Tan Sri Muhyiddin'd NGO outfit for the last few years.The aim is to build a pool of young players whose skills could be further honed for internationl arena. so far we hv identified a few potentials..
Jitraman - syukur indeed. i still remember those jahiliah days when the call for subuh prayer was the hardest to comply. asyik tarik selimut aja..
Deli - al-fatihah for arwah Badique. saya baca about his ailment and death dalam blog Oldstock. Innalillah..
Kak Teh & Naz & Mamasita - I guess when we get to a certain age, benda2 macam ni become very welcome sebab dah tahu Allah swt dah bagi bonus time untuk hidup. some people meninggal masih muda and we are still here by His Grace..
Tommy = my luck lah Tommy. The guy sleeps around too much.. Woods lah, Federer lah, even Serena Williams! hehehe
Zen - Rimau Balak.. lol. I dont want to give you the creeps Zen, tapi if you look at the tanah perkuburan long enough, you begin to imagine the peace and quiet upon death. UNTIL your mind prods you towards seksa kubur.. huiih, takut!
Kak Puteri,
I guess the effect of the automatic alerts from the Islamic Finder on our computers may not have the same effect as the ones from the suraus & masjids but boy, am I grateful for them!! :)
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