Saturday, September 26, 2009

My First Eid with the MSA


I went to my first Eid Dinner organized by UTM MSA.

Sheikh Alaa' Elsayed, an Imaam from Masjid ISNA, gave a tazkirah about "A New Beginning". The title of the tazkirah was also the theme of the dinner. He asked us what have we learned having went through 30 days of Ramadhan. Did we "graduate" the "school" of Ramadhan with flying colours?

Sheikh Alaa' is the kind of sheikh who can do stand up and tazkirah at the same time. Very funny guy.

Even with all the jokes that he did, he managed to drive his point home. His talk really struck me hard. It took me 30 days of Ramadhan, a week of Eid, and a lot of screw ups to come to a point where I put my foot down and say, "Ya Allah, it's time."

What better time to change than now?

I just hope this time, it'll be for good.


A bit about the dinner, some memory notes, the food was awesome! We had chicken, mash potato, this thingy with mayonnaise ( I don't know what it was), a noodle dish, and punch. For desert, we had cookies and coffee. The cookies were huge! Well, if you compare them with Chipsmore that is.

After dinner, we pray Maghrib. And then there was a video presentation featuring the MSA Execs preforming a rap music. They want to compete with the McMaster's MSA. Then there was Sheikh Alaa'. After him, Hamzah Moin came on to perform a stand up. Funny guy. He was also the host.

After Hamzah, the raffle started. There were an i-Pod Nano and a certificate to an Islamic Course organized by Qurba on "Quran and Sunnah" up for grabs. To be honest, both prizes interest me. But I didn't get any. One lucky sister and one lucky brother got them. No biggie.

The night peaked when the President's head was shaved. They said that he sold the least tickets to the dinner (No wonder they're all hyped up about selling those tickets). But I heard that he volunteered to get his head shaved. But anyway, the point is somebody's head got shaved. That's all I'm saying.

Then we ended the night by just hanging out. Brothers with brothers and sisters with sisters. Watched some YouTube videos together and sang Nasheeds. This is one of the video that we watched. It's from Halal Mix Tape. Very good!

After that, I went home with my friend, Zubair, who was kind enough to give me a ride. Thanks bro!

Monday, September 21, 2009

My First Eid in Canada


When you celebrate Eid without your family around for the first time, surely there will be a story to tell. But I don't like to write long posts. So, here's what happened in 2 days...summarized.

Eid in downtown Toronto. Slept at Salman's. Last iftar went to a restaurant in front of U of T. Ate burger. So delicious. Cook for Eid (nasi lemak, kebab, and rendang).

Eid day. Wake up. Planned to pray at CNE. Rendezvous at Union Station at 9.00am. 8.10am still in bed. Managed to get ready anyway. I borrowed Salman's baju Melayu. Took pictures. Walked to the subway, eyes on us. We were colourful.

Group photo in front of Salman's house

At CNE, whollotta people! All colours and all kinds of dress. Takbir was very energetic, not like Malaysia. Met Naim, a Pakistani man who lived in Malaysia for 10 years. Fluent Malay. Prayed. Khutbah was about giving to the needy.

Muslims of different backgrounds all together for Eid prayer

Went out to meet the rest of the gang. Took more pictures. Lots of them.

Group photo outside of CNE with my batchmates

Pot luck time! Before that, needed to go back to the house to take the food cooked the night before. Lots of walking. Very hungry (no breakfast). Many people in pot luck party. Food was great. I ate till I dropped. Everybody was there.

Pot luck party!

This was our pot luck contribution: nasi lemak

Prayed Zohor and off to Mississauga for a open house after a lot of thinking because a lot of homework to be done. We're not gonna do them anyway so we went.

I took my stuff at Salman's. Prayed Asar. Went to Mississauga. Long journey. Arrived during Maghrib time. Ate first. Delicious.

Back home, the end.


Saturday, September 19, 2009

Not Just a Cloth

Surrounded by strangers I'm all alone,
My sight can't rest on the same spot,
I only wish somebody was home,
To be my shade in this town so hot.

It's not a cloth but a jewelry,
Maybe cheap but priceless in value,
Brightly lit your true beauty,
Protecting others, not only you.

Among all others you stand out,
It's easy to see a light in the dark,
I can hear clearly your silent shout,
"I'm a Muslim, in action and in heart!"