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Ramai pembicaraan Aminah Wadud menjadi imam sholat jumat di milist memenuhi inbox-ku
Ramai pro kontra kesetaraan gender merambah pikiranku..

Ingatanku akan sejumlah sahabat wanitaku
Yang selalu bertanya akan prinsip equality dalam agamaku..

Aku memang selalu menjadi imam di mushola rumahku
Tapi kuingat kucium selalu tanganmu bunda kumohon Ridlomu..

Aku tak bisa memberikan banyak jawaban untuk mereka sahabat ku
Yang kutahu pasti bahwa surga dibawah telapak kaki bunda-ku..

Kumohon do'a dan ridhomu wahai bunda-ku
Tanpa itu takkan kuraih ridho Tuhanku..


Dedy (yg tiba2 lg sok puitis dan kangen sama Bunda tercinta..)

If a stone is laying on the street,
And it is a danger to passerby
You pick it up, and find someone to discuss,
What can be done to make that stone useful

that is Islam

Islam is to keep the fertility of every corner of the land
To admire the mountain and the vast sea, or just watering plants,
To swim on the water with gratitude to Allah
Or to breath the air with longing to Allah

Islam is when someone starving,
Even if it is only a dog,
You feel uneasy for being full yourself
So then you learn to be hungry yourself,
before you can feel deserved to be call brother by those who are hungry

Islam is when someone thirsty
Even the one who is going to kill you,
You feel his thirst
And share your water with him

Islam is

when you see someone marginalized and lonely
You come by and greet him

Islam is

to love even those who hate you,
and to praise with wisdom
the one who takes you to be his enemy,

Islam is a community at peace with nature,
river and forest, water and land, mountain and sea
Which they love like their own wives ,
Nurturing its fertility with nothing but love

Islam is

A government who take their people as a wife
To care for each other, to co-operate with a balance power to each other,
Islam is the strong party understand the importance of the weak party
and the weak party doesn’t enjoy its weakness and dependence.

Salam means peace

Islam means to find, to build and to create peace
Islamic humanity means an understanding to humanize one another
Islamic culture is Peace of mind and heart
Islamic economic means no one is malnourished and no one is over-nourished
Islamic politic means a true and honest democracy
Islamic Philosophy is a balance on human right and human obligation

Salam means peace
Islam means liberation toward peace
Islam means an emancipation work towards a peaceful existence of all mankind



London 23rd of March 2005
Emha Ainun Nadjib

nice article by unknown for you all guys
sent by one of my best frend at KL ;p


Jangankan lelaki biasa..
nabi pun terasa sunyi tanpa wanita..
tanpa mereka, fikiran dan perasaan lelaki akan resah..
masih mencari walau ada segalanya..
apa yang ada didalam syurga..
namun Adam tetap rindukan Hawa..
dijadikan wanita daripada tulang rusuk yang bengkok..
untuk diluruskan olih lelaki..
tetapi seandainya lelaki itu tidak lurus..
mana mungkin kayu yang bengkok menghasilkan bayang yang lurus.

Luruskanlah wanita dengan jalan yang ditunjuk oleh Allah..
kerana mereka diciptakan sebegitu rupa oleh Allah..
didiklah mereka dengan panduan dariNya..
jangan coba menjinakkan mereka dengan harta..
kerana nantinya mereka semakin liar..
jangan hiburkan mereka dengan kecantikan..
kerana nantinya mereka semakin derita..
kenalkan mereka kepada Allah..
zat yang kekal..
disitulah punca kekuatan dunia.

Akal senipis rambutnya tebalkan ia dengan ilmu..
hati serapuh kaca kuatkan dengan iman..
perasaan selembut sutera hiasilah dengan ahlak..
suburkanlah ia karena dari situlah nantinya mereka akan lihat nilaian dan keadilan Rabb.
bisikan ketelinga mereka bahawa kelembutan bukan satu kelemahan..
ia bukan diskriminasi Allah..
sebaliknya disitulah kasih dan sayang Allah.

Wanita yang lupa akan hakikat kejadiannya..
pasti tidak akan terhibur..
dan tidak akan menghiburkan..
tanpa iman ilmu dan akhlak mereka tidak akan lurus...
bahkan akan semakin membengkok..
itulah hakikatnya andai wanita tidak kenal Rabbnya.

Bila wanita menjadi durhaka..
pasti dunia lelaki akan menjadi huru hara..
lelaki pula jangan mengharapkan ketaatan semata mata..
tapi binalah kepimpinan..
pastikan sebelum wanita menuju Ilahi..
pimpinlah diri kepadaNya..
jinakkan diri kepada Allah..
niscaya akan jinaklah segala galanya dibawah pimpinanmu..
janganlah mengharapkan isteri semulia Fatimah Az Zahra r.a.
seandainya dirimu tidak sehebat saidina Ali karamallahuwajhah

wherever i go, there always this jacket 'wasiat' in my body.. The Red and White sangkakala n the letter of my lovely country, Indonesia, in my left arm, the flag of my Majestic-55, mapala hukum ugm in the other one, n a 'duck hunter'embroidery in its chest.. whether in my forest survival days in mountains.. or my city survival days whether in southern or northern hemispheres.. almost all of my traveling days were accompanied by this jacket..



It's a gift from one of my best friend, a very inspiring real brother.. Supardjono (Jon) si raja jalanan, sing saiki malah dadi anak angkat kepala suku dayak di pedalaman Kalimantan.. (miss u much Jon!..=) when i was in Mapala hukum, Majestic 55, yogya.. he said that i have to wear it wherever i go.. well, here i am, jon..
Dunno why, but the jacket always keep remind me about the real life.. the real hard days i've go through with my best friend.. the jacket always remind me that i have to very thanks to God for all what given to me.. happy family, best friend arounding me, excellent life neighbourhood, chances to study, chances to see much beautiful places all over the world.. ya rabbii.. Awzi'nii 'an asykuro ni'matakallatii an'amta allayya...

These days, there are more eyes in the street that pay attention to the jacket i wear.. A long story of Tsunami, TKI, n Ambalat n other indonesian govt. conflict give most contributions for such popularity.. well, it's may not something i can really proud of.. anyway, it still remind me the one n only my Indonesia..

"terbanglah garudaku, singkirkan kutu2 disayapmu..
berkibarlah benderaku singkirkan benalu di tiangmu..
jangan ragu dan jangan malu..
tunjukkan pada dunia bahwa sebenarnya kita mampu...

bangunlah putra putri ibu pertiwi
mari mandi dan gosok gigi...
setelah itu kita berjanji,
tadi pagi esok hari atau lusa nanti,
garuda bukan burung perkutut..
sangsaka bukan sandang pembalut..
dan coba kau dengarkan..
pancasila itu bukanlah rumus kode buntut,
yg hanya berisi harapan, yg hanya berisi khayalan.."

(Iwan Fals. Bangunlah Putra-Putri Ibu Pertiwi)

When i was visiting one of my friend's house in Sheffield, Ovi (again), i found Asterix; the shootsayer edition- in one of her book shelves.. what made me suprise was to find the comis isn't belong to her or to her young brother.. the comic is belong to her father.. Her Father??!! yeah, exactly.. its her father's collection..

but do u know the reason why even an old man (including me) love to read comics?

well, i do.. hmmm.. do you realize the existence of the spaces between 'the box' in the comic? yup, n i think that's the answer.. that's explaining everything... that's the 'reader's space'... the space that gives an opportunity for a reader to be involved in the story.. to give contributions to the story.. to let their imagination play within.. n that's why i hate Asterix the movie, or Tintin the movie.. coz it's totally different with my imaginations that i keep in my head about their characteristic, behaviour, even 'voices'...

hmm.. dunno why, but everytime i see this picture, gw jadi inget ade ipar gw pernah kasih tau kebanyakan prinsip temen2 mapalanya:

"jangan tanya kami apa arti hidup.. tanya kami bagaimana menikmati hidup.." =) (bener ga de?)

I watched that movie last week in my room with my friends. It wasn't too frightening, especially when you watch it together with your friends, a lot of your friends.. furthermore, i was falling asleep before the "jelangkung" came out..

Personally, i don't really like this kind of horror movie.. it's rubbish to me for some reasons; it's neither inspiring nor entertain me.. moreover, it has no education value at all..

however, i often asked wether i have an encounter experience with some kind of this "jelangkung" or any other "ghost, spirit" or "jin"..
well, i have;

it was many years ago, when i was law student in UGM, Yogyakarta.
it was late night in campus, my second home.
i was drawing n painting Majestic 55's (Law Mapala) new wall climbing with my friends.
i almost finished it when realized that i was working alone.

"where the hell is everyone?" i wondered

I was indignant for they left me alone. Curiousing where were they, i went to Majestic's Headquarter (Jumble spot, precisely) hoping find someone to help me finishing my work.

all of my friend- they was there in that room.
It was dark. There was only one candle light.
all i could see that all my friend was sitting around one of my friend, Kelik.

"What the hell is going on here?" i broke the silence

"Sssshhhhh!!!"

they asked me to be silence,
n in the next second they shouted:

"OOOooOOOohh.. it's gone!!?"

Wondering what just happened, i ask Kelik;

"hey, what's happen? why everyone sitting here in the dark n no one help me finishing the work?"

"y know what?! we were inviting "jelangkung" and he was coming.. the spirit's name is "Chontowi", it said that he "lives" in BEM room in our campus, we're in the middle of conversation untill you came n suddenly he's gone" Kelik explained.

"jelangkung?? oOOh.. c'mon man, it's bull's shit!, just back to work, mate" i didn't believe it.

I left them n back to work. I never believe such kind of stuffs. Not in my life.

I just starting my work again n then about next ten minutes, Jupie, one of my friend came to me and forced me to go to the headquarter once more.
She said that Chontowi, the Jelangkung, has coming back, and he told the reason - the unbelieveble reason- why he left suddenly minutes ago. He said that he was afraid of the "iman level" of the man that just came to that room- n that's me!

i came to the room once more, curiosing how ghost that afraid of me looks like.

but i was dissapointed.
he's gone exactly in the same time i reached the headquarter's door.
n never came back.

Well, i don't have any explaining about my story n the reason why Chontowi afraids of me. All i'm sure that we have to believe their existence, it was written in many Quranic verses, Minal Jinnati wannaas.. but we have no reason to afraid of them coz the only one whom we have to afraid of is Allah, S.W.T.