Have you perform your Salat on time???

I read this story in Facebook and I was really touched. Then, I have a strong desire to paste it in my blog to share with my beloved friends and readers. Please read this story:

He remembered his grandmother’ s warning about praying on time: ’My son, you shouldn’t leave prayer to this late time’. His grandmother’s age was 70 but, whenever she heard the Adhan, she got up like an arrow and performed Salah.

He, however could never win over his ego to get up and pray. Whatever he did, his Salah was always the last to be offered and he prayed it quickly to get it in on time. Thinking of this, he got up and realized that there were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha. He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib.

While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed. His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace. He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while. He had been at work all day and was tired, very tired. He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.

He was sweating profusely. He looked around. It was very crowded. Every direction he looked in was filled with people. Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting. Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was. His heart was about to burst.

It was the Day of Judgment. When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago. Could this be something his mind made up?
No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this. The interrogation was still going on. He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called. No one could answer him. All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a passageway for him.

Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward. He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd. The angels brought him to the centre and left him there. His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie. He opened his eyes but saw only another world. The people were all helping others. He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam. His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while the other was being cleared.

He pleaded his case, ‘I too was always on this path. I helped others. I spread the word of Allah. I performed my Salah. I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.’ ‘Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.’ ’Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.’ He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah. He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over. His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision.

At last, the decision was made. The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd. His legs felt like they were going to collapse. He closed his eyes as they began to read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.

His name was read first. He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn’t be, ‘How could I go to Jahannam? I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah toothers.’ His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat. The two angels took him by the arms. As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam. He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him. He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur’an hat he read, he was asking if none of them would help him.

The Jahannam angels continued to drag him. They had gotten closer to the Hellfire. He looked back and these were his last pleas. Had not Rasulullah [SAW] said, ‘How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins?’

He began yelling, ‘My prayers? My prayers? My prayers?’ The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam. The flames of the fire were burning his face. He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him. One of the angels pushed him in. He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames. He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard. He wiped some dust off himself and asked him, ‘Who are you?’

The old man replied, ‘I am your prayers.’ ’Why are you so late?! I was almost in the fire! You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in.’ The old man smiled and shook his head, ‘You always performed me at the last minute, did you forget?’

At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was in a sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside. He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha. He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.

Isn't it time to start performing Salat on time?

M.P.

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Lets talk something about Pyrexia (fever )

Had a lecture on Pyrexia of Unknown Origin (P.U.O) today, which kinda reminds me of U.F.O., very interesting actually, might also be among the most interesting lectures in the Tropical Medicine round for me. Ouh, and if you're wondering, the lecture's title means fever (demam, hararah, sukhuniah) with unknown cause, not really unknown actually, more like a tricky, deceiving or challenging symptom for a correct diagnosis.

Normally, fever is actually a symptom of inflammation in the human body due to infection by most commonly bacteria or less common, virus. But in case of P.U.O, the fever is actually a symptom of something totally unexpected like neoplasia (tumour, cancer), drugs, psychological, and even a factitious (fake) fever due to one's extreme laziness to go to work. But hey, I'm not here to write in details about P.U.O. or even U.F.O., you can google both of them, but I'm here to share some interesting tips regarding fever that I got today from my professor who is a specialist in Tropical Medicine and Infectious Disease, and that includes anything related to fever, I think I might as well call him a fever specialist, Pyrexiologist perhaps? haha.

First tip, commonly when anyone has fever, you will put a wet/damp towel on his/her forehead, do you know that this act is actually wrong and only very slightly beneficial? The main aim in improving fever is to reduce the temperature of the blood, not the brain, and even if your intention is to reduce the frontal cortex's temperature, it won't work due to the thick skull, unless if you crack his head open, then it might actually work! The right action is to put the wet/damp towel at few places with rich blood supply close to the skin, and that would be around the neck (left and right), the axilla (armpits) and the inguinal regions (the groin, the junction between the trunk and lower limbs). Put the towels there and the temperature will reduce significantly.

Second tip, do you know that once a fever reach 40 degree centigrade, no drugs will work for the patient anymore? So giving aspirin or paracetamol to the patient at that time is somewhat useless since the body is too stressed to the extent that it is paralyzed from the drug's actions. The quickest way is to put the patient in ice bath to reduce the temperature to 39 degree so the drug can work. Have you ever watch Universal Soldier (1992) starring Jean Claude Van Damme where the modified soldiers were put in ice bath to heal the injuries and prevent overheat? yeah, it's something like that.


Third and last tip, have you ever heard that when you got a fever, you should wear thick clothes and stay in thick blaket to 'sweat out' the fever? This is actually very wrong and very bad, when you have fever, you're suppose to take off your clothes/wear thin clothes and stay under the fan. But you may think "I have sweat out the fever before, it worked lah!", the truth is, when you produce sweat, later on the sweat will be evaporated into the thin air taking away some of the heat from your body, remeber the Physics that you learn in high school? But the main problem is, during the sweating process, your body is producing more heat while it is already feverish. The body might as well scream, "Are you crazy?! I'm already damn hot due to this fever and you want me to produce more heat???" So how to achieve the same effect from the sweat without putting more stress on our body? Easy maa, just put on a pair of wet clothes and stay under the fan, faster and easier meh...

Well, that's all I think, hope you gain something from this little sharing, feel free to add, ask or comment on anything, even my grammar, hahaha.

Thank you for reading, have a nice day and weekend! Ouh, and stay away from fever!

Anak Derhaka itu Calon Neraka

Agak lama tak menulis, buat-buat sibuk, haha. Balik kelas, sedang sibuk2 mencari berita terbaru ttg isu Palestin dan Rombongan Kemanusiaan LL4G, tergerak hati nk baca pasal berita Malaysia terchenta di The Star Online. Tiba2 terbaca dua berita yang sangat mengejutkan, yang bagi aku sangat tidak boleh diterima akal.

1) Berita tentang bagaimana seorang anak lelaki berusia 19 tahun yg cukup bangang membelasah dan memukul ayahnya di kepala dan badan dengan menggunakan helmet semata-mata kerana ayahnya enggan memperlahankan suara tv. Kronologi peristiwa:
Si Bangang marah ayahnya suruh lower volume tv ---> Si Ayah sound anaknya supaya jangan jadi biadap ---> Si Bangang belasah ayahnya dengan helmet ---> Si Ayah masuk Hospital Ampang ---> Laporan polis dibuat dan Si Bangang ditahan.
Sangat celakalah anak yang sanggup melakukan sedemikian rupa kepada ayahnya. Sedangkan mengatakan 'oh' (krn membantah) terhadap mak ayah pun dicela oleh Allah S.W.T. di dalam Al-Quran, apatah lagi tindakan membelasah ayah sendiri dgn helmet, mmg cukup lahanat dan mengundang azab Allah di akhirat kelak.

2) Berita tentang seorang anak perempuan berusia 17 tahun mencuri barangan kemas maknya ketika beliau sedang tidur, yang bernilai RM13K dan menggadai barang2 kemas berkenaan untuk membeli sebijik motosikal sebagai hadiah buat balaknya yang berumur 16 tahun. Ni lagi satu tindakan bodoh oleh anak yg derhaka, sanggup mencuri daripada mak sendiri semata-mata nk belikan hadiah mewah untuk 'kekasih haram' (kalau kawen = kekasih halal). Mencuri tu sendiri dah dosa besar, kalau ikut hukum hudud leh sampai potong tangan, apatah lagi besarnya dosa mencuri dari mak sendiri.

Jelasnya, dua berita diatas menceritakan ttg dua daripada ratusan, bahkan mungkin ribuan kes anak derhaka di Malaysia. Semua pun tahu, anak derhaka ni, kalau mati sebelum diampunkan oleh mak ayah sendiri, takkan dapat cium bau syurga pun. Aku pun xder hak nak cakap diorg ni confirm masuk neraka, tu hak Allah, tapi kalau dah sampai buat mcm tu kat mak ayah sendiri, mmg la pintu neraka terbukak luas menanti.

Berita2 ini juga merupakan bukti kelemahan yang melanda sebahagian institusi2 keluarga di Malaysia, na'uzubillahi min zalik. Moga2 aku dan rakan2 yang membaca tidak tergolong dalam golongan anak derhaka. Aku joga doakan moga kita semua beroleh keluarga dan anak2 yang soleh/ah, tak sanggup weh bila fikirkan dibelasah dan dirompak oleh anak2 sendiri. Tak dapat nak bayang betapa hancurnya hati mak ayah yg diperlakukan sebegitu rupa oleh anak2 sendiri yang dibesarkan dgn penuh kasih sayang dan pengorbanan.

Ayuh sama-sama kita berazam untuk membina institusi keluarga yang berteraskan Al-Quran dan Sunnah, Bait Muslim yg cemerlang, moga2 dgn keberkatan dan keredhaan Allah S.W.T., akan terbinanya sebuah institusi keluarga yang bahagia sehingga ke akhir hayat, seterusnya menjadi pemangkin kepada pembinaan masyarakat Muslim yang cemerlang.


Ermm, satu dunia sedang sibuk membincangkan tentang serangan Israel Laknatullah ke atas konvoi Freedom Flotilla pada 31/5. Tak perlu aku komen panjang kot, dh cukup ramai org2 yg lebih pro dan mantap dalam penulisan dan fakta yg dah komen pasal hal berkenaan. Yang penting, kita kena melakukan usaha yg berterusan dlm apa jua bentuk bagi membantu Gaza, dan Palestin, jgn semangat hangat-hangat tahi keldai jer, tak guna.

Till then, thank you for reading and have a fruitful weekend. Wallahu musta'an, Wallahu'alam.

Sumber berita: Click here.