9 | elhakim At-Tawajjuh
23/09/2008 pada 8:39 am

Pada asalnya, apabila dikemukakan menu lokap itu, ia kelihatan agak tipikal dan biasa.

telor rebus, roti-2-keping dan teh panas (????)

TETAPI

Apabila dapat tahu bahawa tukang serve-nya adalah anggota polis,

Terus selera jadi hilang. Tidak tahu ke mana pergi.

kadang2 terasa orang yang membawa makanan itu seolah2 spt berpenyakit.

Kadang2 tertanya juga dalam hati, ROTI-2-KEPING dalam Lokap itu dapat dari mana ???

tapi kalau dah lapar. NGAP saja la… walaupun ia adalah lebihan roti 3 hari lepas dan sesetengahnya dahpun diNGAP terdahulu oleh sang-tikus.

hehe..

Apakah tuan Hakim yang arif juga terperangkap di dalam lapisan asap terbitan regim tercungap cungap? hehehehe

11 | admin
23/09/2008 pada 11:14 pm

aah http://www.zalizamas.blogspot.com duduk dalam penjara memang best. ramai sudah ulama ulama muktabar terperangkap fizikal dalam penjara tapi jiwanya bebas merdeka. Syed Qutb, Ibn Taimiyah menulis buku dan kitab kitab. Saya ada poem daripada Maqdisi yang sepanjang hidupnya dipenjara Jordan. Memang best duduk dalam jel.
Poem ini pun di tuju untuk Bro RPK,

http://leadhumancapital.com/2008/05/mpowmuslim-prisoners-of-war-or-equivalent/

Dear brothers who dwell in these prisons..

To you I write with distresses..

If to ALLAH you hold fast,

Then what harm will a misfortune do to you?

Beware dear brother

Of making you corrupting your thoughts,

Regarding the promise of the Deity, Mighty and Strong…

Verily He has promised the believers with salvation..

As He saved Yunus

From the dark depths of the belly of the fish

Dear Brother,

Before you passed the ancient ones..

These prisons are but like those prisons,

Did not Yusuf dwell in there for a phase??

And Musa,

The Tyrants threatened him with it and such was the Messenger

Of the Generous Deity to imprison him..

…..The Pagans plotted so my Lord saved him through his hijrah in the company

Of that trustworthy friend..

And in their footsteps…

The believers traversed..

Like Ahmad, that firm Imam,

And likewise Ibn Taimiyah was blessed with it

In the fortress of Sham, as prisoner he dwelled.

Hundreds of thousands of the true faithful dwelled for a time in these prisons.

Be not weak, dear brother..

Nor lose hope, when your time comes nor submit

Strengthen yourself by remembering the Deity, Most Supreme

And hasten in memorizing the Manifest Book.

That is for your heart a secure stronghold and

This is for your spirit an assisting provision.

These are hardships soon they will all cease and remaining form it will be various

Fruits of benefits, so if they intimidate you and they threaten you

Never weaken nor soften to them

And even if they insult you and they torture you and if

They beat you, submit not

You are not the first to be tortured for a mighty religion and a Manifest Legislation

Nor are you alone on this path for there are countless caravans throughout the years and if an Eid passes by

and a son is born and months rotate, while you are imprisoned, do not

Grieve O brother of the Righteous Ones

Of departing from family and losing children

And if they forbid you from their visits and likewise, their letters never appear,

So if this is for a Lord and Religion, then where is the patience, where is the

Certainty and where are your past speeches regarding the (height of the) Millah of That Trustworthy Messenger?

That intimate friend went willingly to slaughter his son, a clear trial on a magnificent, noble day like today without any anxiety, he put him down upon his forehead.

So my Lord saved him through His Good Will and ransomed

him with a fat sheep, but you..

Your sons are in a carefree life and diversion and

amusement and a secured home

Yet you have not been asked to slaughter them,

Rather merely for patience of a temporary separation for verily, they are in the care of a Merciful Lord and your are in solitude with Him and Faith..

For the pleasure of a Lord and assisting a religion,

Life and all children become insignificant..

For the pleasure of a Lord, the Mighty and Generous,

The Prisons come perfumed and the bitter come sweet

For the Pleasure of My Lord

The Prisons Come Perfumed