Tuesday, October 7, 2008

.: I told ye to stay :.


A matter of choice.


“Your heart is free. Have the courage to follow it.”
Malcolm Wallace, Braveheart.

All my life, my family gave me allowances to do whatever I want. As compared to my sister, I have more freedom. *no inkling why* Due to my active involvement in extra-curricular activities in school, there had been times when I was forced to come home late or had to stay away from home. My sister never really got to do any of those. She’s living it now bit by bit. Even so, my parents do impose several restrictions when it comes to social issues and etc.

Throughout Hajj, the responsibilities that came with my freedom become more apparent. Next to my uncle, my mum appointed me as the navigator to the mosques, shopping malls, pharmacies, bookstores, restaurants and any other establishments of importance. *me, the human GPS* Alhamdulillah, I had an acute sense of directions. It really wasn’t that hard. It was like Hansel and Gretel following the trail of pebbles. All we had to do was follow the India flags, instead of white pebbles to get back to the hotel plus there were many Malaysians and Indonesians around if language was a barrier. More often than not, I was allowed in and out of the hotel anytime.

Over there, my mum made friends with some of the Malaysian students. Mum was asking about the dates market, thus I replied we could always go there by cab. To my astonishment, the guy reprimanded me by saying it’s not safe for women to get in the cab, you shouldn’t be going places on your own, the people here aren’t as nice as you think they are and mother, please talk to your daughter. *Somehow it felt like deja vu and why is he calling my mum, mother? Indeed we are brothers and sisters, and I am conscious of your concerns, however at that instant it felt so wrong. Sorry, it’s just me being a brat."

All this while, I thought that no matter where you are, it’s the same. There is no safe or perilous place. It is how you carry yourself. My faith tells me that Insya’Allah, Allah S.W.T shall shelter us from misfortune if our intent is to do good. If something untoward happens along the way, the reason lies in Allah S.W.T. and it is at our best interests. For some, conceivably I’m being somewhat optimistic.

There-anent, I’m vindicating that I could easily go to mosques and musollas during Hajj. In Malaysia, it’s not as simple as that. The instant I tell my mum I want to go to one alone, she’ll ask me to wait for someone or to disregard it altogether.

Now you tell me, which place is safer?
9.36am Malaysian Time

3 comments:

Ice Rose Princess said...

slm :)
just dropping by to say hi. thanks for coming to my blog, its' like my home in cyberspace.
do come again! haha

n about u becoming the human GPRS, you're lucky coz I am terrible at directions. I could get lost just getting out of Midvalley, believe me [it's happened before, I just hope it doesn't ever again]:p

I agree with you that Allah will guard us, but that hope is only valid if we have done ALL the necessary measures to keep us from harm. If not, then it would be unfair if something does happen...who is to blame then?
;)

Ummi's Blog said...

Salaams Sis Hajar,

Thanks for your doa on my blog..U must have bloghopped all the way there ? Greetings from a Singaporean Muslimah....

: )
Ummu Habib

Hajar said...

W'salam,

Ice Rose Princess :: Pleasure is all mine. ^

Midvalley? Well, it is a huge mall. I suppose it's cos my mind works in a twisted way in the sense that in order to remember stuff, I can sort of link things which makes no sense whatsoever to others.

E.g. Korean word for Sunday is ir-yo-il or il-yo-il (r/l) and Monday is wo-yo-il.

Explanation:: You'll have to work on Monday, so you plan to call in sick (ill), thus Monday is wo-yo-il and Sunday is il-yo-il.

You don't want to know how I remember Saturday [to-yo-il]. Try to connect the dots and see whether we think on equal wavelengths. ^^

Exactly, thus the "carry yourself" part. As to the question on who is to be blamed, self understood. :)

Ummi :: You're welcome. :) Kind' a. Anyhow, hope that everything goes well with you and your family. Greetings from a muslimah across the causeway. ^^