Kamis, 30 Agustus 2012

Al Madinah Al munawarah I: pastel and hot, candle like



The next morning I woke up, I saw through the hotel’s window the smear of orange colored sky blurring my vision reflecting on the pastel colored building. Here at Madinah the buildings’ color were mostly pastel, such as white, maroon,  creme, or light brown. 
At eight in the morning, we decided to stroll around Al masjed- Al Nabawi , I realized that the masjed was very big and gorgeous. The architecture inside was beautiful, the domes were able to be opened and showed the sky, this often happened at night, so beautiful. The art wasn’t just over, inside the rhaudah, the Rasulullah’s cemetery, there were more beautiful design. There is something special about this masjed, From Abu Hurairah ra from the Prophet said "Prayer in my masjed is better than a thousand prayers in other mosques except the Masjid-Haram" (Bukhari). So yeah the reward is a thousand times the usual reward from the usual shalat.  


One more thing for female, to enter the masjed you are not allowed to bring cell phone or camera so the staff will check you. But, I successfully hid my cell so I made to get in with it :p
Inside rhaudah there were the cemetery of Abu bakar, umar, and rasulullah himself. Rhaudah it self is the home of rasulullah when he was still alive. He was buried in aisyah’s room, one of his wives, the one he loved the most.
You can see outside there was green dome, its the sign of rhaudah. How to enter rhaudah? I’m a girl so I could only tell you the story from the female entry, Rhaudah is located in the male section of the Masjed so female has to wait for the staff to clear the way to rhaudah from the male so we can enter it. Female must enter gate 25 to enter rhaudah so if you enter from a different gate you have to look for the gate 25. The time to enter rhaudah from the info I know is after shalat fajr, after shalat dzuhur, and after shalat isya.
The staff will gather you based on the country you are from, Indonesia sign for the melayu people. It is basically consisting of Asian people, Africa, Iran, etc. They only have sign for country which have big moslem population so people who are from country like China, Korea, United states, they don’t usually gather you, so you can enter individually. The staffs will hold the signs which said your country on it, for melayu people you can look for the group of people who wear rukuh, cause most people who wear it basically melayu people, most of them are Indonesian or Malaysian. Here you’ll feel the brotherhood of people who have the same race as yours :)
After that you just need to follow the staff order. Getting there and do shalat there is not practically easy, you have to wait and look for a space to do that and the space of rhaudah is so small so we have to fight to get some space to do the shalat.
Asallamualaika ya Rasulullah, that was said over and over when I was walking to the rhaudah. The feeling is like waiting for your long lost lover in the train station, I don’t know why but everytime I go there, the tears in my eyes are always force its way to fall down. Sentimental, isn’t it? I miss him, I miss Rasulullah.
Ps: English is not my language, so for the engrish above bear with it.

cheers!


Jumat, 03 Agustus 2012

Al Madinah- Al Munawarah | Prologue: Hopes up or hopes down?


Early in the journey, I always thought that this journey would be hard, with no playing times, straight praying, under the heated weather the country is famous of. Well, I’m no holy saint, I’m too used to being on a journey with leisure option and purpose where I could relax my mind and have fun, so I thought this would be hard on me  because this journey was kind of different. The Umroh I took part wasn’t organized by travel and tour agent, I did it with Ammanatul Ummah, an Islamic boarding school also an organization in the Islamic educational area. The fact that it wasn’t organized by travel and tour agent made it look more saddening because there was no Turkey, no Mesir, to go to, like my mom’s previous Umroh. 

What worse was, in the 18-day-travel we were advised to bring a small suitcase, cabin size, smaller than my suitcase when I travel 11 days to South Korea, only contain 3 female Ihrams, 2 dresses, and 1 pair of pajama. So be it, the sink was our washing machine.

Miraculously, the suitcase was still leaving some space. I always believe that the space left in your suitcase before you depart always contains hopes for a better come back. So hopes up, or hopes down?

Sabtu, 26 Mei 2012

Why Travelling, ga?

I don’t know, really, when or how it’s exactly started since I started dreaming to travel around the world. OH! Maybe it was in a junior-high-school-time or senior-high-school-time or, well somewhere in between J

Once you start, you can’t stop

It was in the middle of September, when I started my first travel abroad without any help from travel agent. It was a runaway project, a spontaneous decision. Though it wasn’t my first travel abroad, but it was the gate of the travel-addiction I believe infects me, totally worse than drugs. Yes, first real travel, Singapore.

Of why I was addicted, Oh that’s what I wanna share fellas, widen your eyes and ears, here we go

1.    The chase. ‘you said you dream of my face, but you don’t like me you just like the chase’ a little too late-Jojo
It’s true, It’s a little too late if I didn’t say that crazy decision and jump to that plane, even skipping the first day of class. The chase to get into the plane is what worth guys, the chase of the cheap ticket, the chase of the routes and maps, the chase of a new travel mates I never met before, the chase of something I don’t even know what, but I know it is there. The story that’s waiting.

2.    “Don’t you wanna hear the sound of all the places we could go do you fear the expression on the faces we don’t know” Second-hand serenade-Maybe
The place and the people we’ll meet, that will unconsciously widen our mind

3.    The Rush, The adrenaline, The anger, The hunger, The Cold
All the time I went abroad it was backpacking fellas, I mean it’s not including the summer English school I take at Australia that time of course it’s not backpacking, It was my greatest achievement that I’m proud of so far. Hunger is my friend when I travel, trust me I’m a big eater but it was so worth the pang in the stomach that I felt when in the last day I spent all my money to buy a real and proper meal, not just instant noodle or street food. The first snow I felt brushing my face still lingers in my skin, that time the look from all the native was like “Are you crazy? It’s snowing and you are putting a happy face there”

4.    Don’t you think our earth is mysterious?
From there, I started to think, what will happen if I stand there and just dreaming. The world is HUGE, only sitting here in this cubicle of school-Meeting the same people every day, yes it is getting dull-will just get me nowhere. Well however hard I’m trying to be smart, trust me, It’s not working hahaha. So I ended up, it’s okay to get a so-so grade but always protect your holiday (because in my lovely medical school that I attend, if you didn’t pass the standard of the minimal grade, you have to use your holiday to attend the lecture of the subject again and do the test once again)

5.    The freedom
“bahwa kita hidup dengan satu nilai kebenaran. Dalam sebuah perjalanan, ketika tak ada seorangpun mengenalnya, manusia bias lebih bebas mengekspresikan diri. Lebih leluasa menjadi dirinya sendiri. Dan kadang, batas mengekspresikan diri ini menjadi kabur. Meniadakan keberadaan orang lain””Hampir setiap hari kita idup dalam batasan yang dibuat orang lain,nilai kebenaran yang dibentuk oleh lingkungan sosial kita”
“Perjalanan memberikan kita jeda dari itu, sedikit merdeka dari batasan tadi”
-windy ariestanty, Life traveler-

Kalo singkat kata kayak kata fahril sih, tempat kita bias ber alay-alay sampe uncontrol gitu deh, secara sebagai budget traveler kita cuma modal kamera :>, atau ngepoin native yang ada disana, gimana rasanya ngobrolin mereka tanpa mereka tau apa yang kita omongin, hahaha. Atau pake boots and vedora tanpa orang-orang mandangin lo kayak lo orang paling saltum sedunia hahaha. Emanglah bener orang-orang kita itu terlalu kepo :>

6.    The plan. The overall
Travelling itu ya travelling. Travelling is travelling. No matter what style do you have. Solo travel or group travel. Independent travel, low budget whatever or even if you have the money it’s okay to go by travel agent’s help. That’s your style. Travelling is being you, really. But like what mas Alid said, for me, to go by travel agents is “nggak dapet feel nya”

7.    The place where you can put off all your nationality’s attributes and become the world’s resident, be native, so that you can call it home
Not that I am not proud of my country but, what’s the point of think this and that. To think that we are a tourist will never get me the feeling of a home, they’ll just look us differently, like some weird alien. Blend, but always remember where we came from J

Who has stayed at the airport once in the winter night? Hey, who has no idea if the hotel booked was in red district? Hey, who has the night spent in seven eleven buying instant noodle? Who has walked in the night, lost, while the quiet street was full of scary looking Indian people sitting on the grass talking and look at you with questioning look?”

There are still too many reasons I couldn’t tell with words, Fellas
kita bukan ingin menguasai dunia, kita hanya ingin mengenalnya saja
We’re not there to conquer the world, we’re just there to get to know it

For all travelers,
panenggak

Jumat, 27 April 2012

be strong be grateful

I don't know why recently time had been hard and heavy

in this period of time I just remember what my friend said "just go with the flow, enjoy, do your best but never be so hard on yourself, enjoy your time, think of how Allah is by your side these times, just pray and always be content and always be grateful"
once someone's daddy told that someone "you are busy saving the world but why it is so hard for you just to help a newspaper seller in the traffic ligth?"

well he's right, I'm someone who doesn't even have the slightest idea to save the world though, but to help people just start from your surroundings.
"don't feel superior because when the reality is not what you expected you will fall and it hurts, don't feel inferior because when others look down to you their gaze will be heavy, and it hurts, just feel content that you're more lucky than some people, and feel grateful of what you had by keep helping people."
Sunday 13 march 2011

Kamis, 24 Februari 2011

Don't punk with my heart

huweee next week is going back to school after a-month-holiday shitty shitty bang-bang T___T
I need to read my anatomy book really, everyone's already read it even finish it. GAAAAAAHHHHH...... I need to love school more, so that I can enjoy, but wait enjoy????? oh nononono don't punk with my heart.... help meee....

the day after tomorrow is the first day of my anatomy lesson from a private teacher with a few friends wish me luck....

Selasa, 08 Februari 2011

One Fine Day










I WAS JUST BACK FROM MY HOLIDAY IN LOMBOK !!!

lombok was really something
yap yap the beach is better than bali in my opinion
the nature is still untouched but modern
when I came to Gili trawangan Island the condition there is sooo different from my last visit to another gili island 2 or 3 years back then
Gili trawangan is beautiful
it's full of people from other country reminds me of surfer's paradise beach actually but this is better
much more like home much more beautiful
The ocean calm me in a unique and comfortable way
I decided to collect photos at the airport or any transportation station when I go anywhere around the world
and put it in one album hoho
and I saw hanguk saram in airport before I went back to Surabaya YAY!!!

Sabtu, 15 Januari 2011

I forget

it's getting me insane
really omygod

now I forgot how to write!
how to write a story after finally I found a spare time
really I'm not confidence at all

after I forgot how to draw
I now only am able to draw teot-teot only
onlyyyyy

I forget a lot of french vocabulary
I forget how to use english correctly

I hate it hate it so much!
I want my drawings back but I cant find my drawing in the binder that was missing
I want my writing style back
now I can't recall any, even I can't finish one paragraph

such a moron

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I don't like surprises “So my dream isn’t to become the “best”, it’s to be someone who I’m not ashamed to be.” I am a medical student who happens to love travelling, writing, and coffee. I also love to learn language, try new things, meeting new people and get to know them. I hate to think that anything is impossible. I am stubborn, prideful, and straight forward about things. I am a dreamer and believer. I believe that one smile can change the world. I like to give and it makes me happy to see smiles when I give. http://thedancingshoes.wordpress.com/me/

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