Skip to main content

One Step Forward

First. New. Fresh. Latest. Refreshed.

Everyone would love to have something new. It can make us feel more energetic, more excited or just feeling a bit extraordinary. Doesn’t really matter what it is all about; it could be buying something new, starting a new day, getting a new job, or making new friends.

So what’s new recently is we just celebrated the beginning of Islamic New Year, which is more familiarly known as “Maal Hijrah”. Well, it is actually more than just a start for a new year.

There are actually two definitions of Hijrah. First, it is literally defined as the migration or journey of Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him; pbuh) and his followers from Mecca to Yathrib, later renamed to Medina. During the time of Prophet Muhammad, Hijrah is a movement from place to another, done in the name of Allah, for the sake of the “deen” (religion; Islam).

The second definition of ‘hijrah’ still carry the meaning of moving, but you do not literally move from a place, or migrate. Implicitly, ‘hijrah’ means you move yourself forward. Taking one step further. To where?

Not to a place, but to become a better person. Improving yourself to be a better Muslim. Do more good deeds. Or leave more bad deeds. Nobody is perfect. Why? Because nobody has arrived at their final destination. Every living soul is still moving, everyone is still on their journey. Some people might move a bit faster. Some people might get lost for a while and manage to find their way back. Every single person rides on different journeys, see different things, gain distinct experiences, but we all are going to the same destination. To make the best out of ourselves.

This time, I am experiencing the literal meaning of hijrah.

Moving to a new place is definitely something you need to struggle with, especially in adapting yourself with a brand new environment. It is physically and mentally challenging. (Physically, you need to take care of yourself 200% more than how you used to do XD). You need to socialise with people who don’t even know how to speak your language. You have to look at the list of ingredients on food packaging every time you want to eat or buy something. Lots of things change.

But hey, those are not only challenges.

It is a chance given by Allah for me to experience the second type of hijrah as well. To become a better Muslim. To be more concern of things that I care less before. To know things that I might not care to know all this while. To admire His Greatness. To learn things in the way He chose for me.

Let's try to look back at things that had happened in your life and things that are going to happen in the future (of course the ones within your knowledge). Those things happened for a reason, don’t you think so? Why do you ended up in your previous high school, why do you went to that college instead of other colleges, why did you join that society, why did you hold that position before? And all other questions you can think of.

Compare it to what you’re going to do, what you’re going to be. Can’t you see the transition? Does things make sense now? Isn’t it something to be grateful for? Allah always knows best. He sets the path perfectly, in a way which we will never know.

Wherever we are, we just got to keep moving, even if it's just one step forward. There’s always a room to improve and get better.

New year. New place. New college. New friends. New house. New life.

(And don’t wait to get yourself refreshed only on every New Year XD)


Salam Maal Hijrah.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Arkeologi?: Satu Perjalanan

Kira-kira lapan bulan yang lepas aku ada tulis satu ' post ' tentang subjek arkeologi, atau secara spesifiknya, aku cuba nak kongsi sikit (berdasarkan pengalaman yang tak berapa nak ada ni) apa yang ada dalam bidang arkeologi ni. Tanpa aku sangka, susulan post aku yang tak seberapa tu, aku mula dapat beberapa soalan dekat ruangan 'comments' dekat post tu pasal bidang yang aku tengah belajar ni. Mungkin selepas aku dah terangkan serba sedikit apa yang ada dalam bidang arkeologi ni, ada segelintir pembaca blog aku ni yang berminat nak menjadi ahli arkeologi. Alhamdulillah, rasa bangga pun ada, rasa terharu pun ada... TAPI Saudara sekalian, aku bukanlah orang yang sudah pun bekerja dalam bidang ni, apatah lagi orang yang berpengalaman dalam bidang arkeologi ni. Maka coretan kali ni ialah coretan secara rendah dirinya sebagai seorang hamba yang baru saja berjinak-jinak dalam bidang ni selama 15 bulan... (bukan 15 tahun ya!) Kepada sesiapa yang dah pun ba

Arkeologi?

“Archaeology is about everything.” – Mark Roberts, 11.06.2018 Memandangkan tak ramai orang buat course ni (setahu aku), mungkin orang tertanya-tanya apa yang ada dalam archaeology degree ni sebenarnya.  Bila lecturer aku cakap ‘everything’, memang dia maksudkan  everything .  Maaf kalau agak bias sebab besar kemungkinan aku akan kongsi daripada perspektif seorang pelajar UCL, instead of pelajar arkeologi secara amnya huehue Arkeologi ni, nak dipendekkan cerita, nak kaji cara hidup orang zaman dulu. Tapi, cara nak mengkaji tu sangatlah luas, therefore this subject is very, very interdisciplinary.   Hmm jadi, arkeologi ni, pasal apa sebenarnya?  1.        It is about history , politics , and economics Kalau nak faham orang, kita kena cuba letak diri kita kat tempat orang tu kan? Macam itulah arkeologi. Kalau nak tahu macam mana dan kenapa certain things happened in the past , kita kena tahu sejarah orang zaman dahulu, terutama sekali sebab k

"All is Well!"

"Orang kata, big challenges are for people with big heart " This post is going to be filled with loads of quotes, and the one I just begin my post with is one of the first quotes that comes to my mind when I feel like ' everyday is a tough day at this point '. And recently it has been a quote I am reminded of the most. This academic term has been the toughest time I have ever had in my university years so far. Moments of freaking out, worrying and stressing out while trying to sort things out were COUNTLESS. But anyway, that's life (okay while writing this phrase I literally sing the Frank Sinatra song 😂 so for the fun of it, let's just put that bit here hahaha). That's life (that's life) I tell ya, I can't deny it I thought of quitting, baby But my heart just ain't gonna buy it And if I didn't think it was worth one single try I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly *SIDETRACKED* (I am sorry for an early

Letting God

No incident in life is an accident. When my best friend first gave me the book 'The Art of Letting God' by Ustaz Mizi Wahid, I somehow had the gut that it will become something I really need in the not so distant future. Only a week after that I came to realise why Allah sent me the gift through her. Being a scholar of this one particular organisation (if you know, you know) for more than three years now, I have always been convinced (by my own self if not other people) that we will be guaranteed with a job by the time we graduate from universities. Not to say that I've been working less harder than I'm supposed to all this while, but I cannot deny that part of me has always been having this assurance that the beginning of my career is kinda sorted out by the time I got my degree scroll in a few years time. But...the reality turns out to be taking a whole different path; life seems to be harsher than what we initially thought. Little did I realise I was a bit dis

Oh My English!

"Are you born in Britain?" my Romanian teacher once asked me. "Is English your first language?" asked my British friend, Alex, a friend I made from my summer school. "Did you go to any English tuition class?" asked Ong, my internship colleague. Disclaimer:  do not put a high expectation on me! I can assure you that my English is not that good... well, the fact that I had to repeat my IELTS last time is one of the proofs hehe But I just feel like looking back at how I get to speak in English, (though not really fluently, just enough to be able to have a conversation with other people) given the fact that I am such a kampung girl and English is undoubtedly something very, very foreign to me. My family speak full Malay at home. My dad speaks Perak dialect in his hometown, while my mum speaks Javanese with her family. So maybe for the sake of simplicity, all of us have been using standard Malay as our first language despite living in Terenggan