Ramadhan Kareem Sadaqah Jar

Two months ago when we came to pick up our kids from the school one day, we (and other parents too) were given a cylinder money can covered with a poster of AMAN PALESTINE TABUNG RAMADHAN KAREEM (picture above). I was a little curious firstly. I’m familiar with this Aman Palestine Organization but a bit confused about the money can that’s distributed to the lil caliphs. My instant thoughts were…

Are they asking my kids to collect money for donation….?

Do my kids have to go around public area thrusting the money can to people a bit like begging…?

Oh. My. Kids……

Okay don’t get wrong first. After all, that’s not the purpose. The teacher told us that the Aman Palestine reps came today and did some activities with the kids and launched this Tabung Ramadhan Kareem, the programme they called “1 House 1 Fund“. They gave it then in March and to be returned somewhere in May during Ramadhan month with as much collections.

Such a good idea, right! Just like any piggy banks we have at home, now we have this. It makes it a simple kind of charity where we can just lump all coins scattered around the house all in this special piggy bank. Yeaa we have so many coins everywhere which we don’t even bother to keep properly. Oh not to forget big notes from the purse also cause why not! Even more special, every cent contribution is already purposed for the people in Palestine. May Allah bless our charity and their effort.

In the letter from the school, they mentioned that it’s just for home placement and we’re not allowed to collect from the public. I got pheww when I read that haha but hey I don’t mean to picture that like a child beggar if in case it’s allowed, but I just instantly flashed back to a time when I was still in primary school.

I still remember there was a school programme where we’re required to ask for donation. That was launched during Ramadhan like this for us to run it during Eid when we go balik kampung. Strategically that’s the time the kids will see their relatives and more people, huh.

So we’re given a booklet for us to list down the donater’s names, the amount they contributed and a signature column. Its for donation I repeat but also, they made it as a competition! Who collects the highest amount will win prizes. They had hampers, for the runner-ups etc and guess what the winner got? A bicycle! Collect-donation-to-win-a-bicycle. Sounds improper? Well, that’s not what I thought back then.

Cut it short, back in kampung for raya, I didn’t get to get on with it. I thought I wanna go around my uncles and aunties and all houses that I visited for raya and collect donation from them, on top of the angpow they’re giving me but mom didn’t allow me to. I was like, whyyyy Ma? Why can’t I do this? It’s for charity and if I could accumulate much, I could win prizes okay! She just gave me an uneasy reaction. She then told me she would give me money and I fill in whoever’s names and amount in it. So I created a fake list and my mom contributed everything. God bless you Ma.

Now that I’ve grown up and become a parent myself, I understand my mom’s act better. Being an adult means having responsibilities on our shoulder. Eid season is totally a fun time for kids but for adults, it’s about a long list to check and budgets to adhere to. Not everyone is well off, guys. We’d never know behind a smiley face celebrating Eid, hidden a pocket full of holes. Being a naive kid I might be approaching wrong individuals so that’s what my mother didn’t want to happen, I suppose. Just being understanding of our other relatives.

After all, doing charity is a very good deed especially when we’re at the giving end, even more those who worked for it voluntarily, I’m impressed! The Aman Palestine initiative is one that I like, and thought of continuing it on our own. InsyaAllah.

And speaking of Palestine, I pray for Allah to give our brothers and sisters over there the highest level of strength, patience and taqwa, save them from all the terrorism and for one day they will be free from all the evil and crime of the Israeli. Ameen.

When I think of them, this one song will rhyme in my mind and will remind me to keep praying for them. Inviting you to listen ~ “Palestine Tomorrow Will Be Free” by Maher Zain

As ever,


Life Versus Problems

I feel so distracted whenever I open my social media page and its showing the recent post that captured my eyes and when I was just about to focus and read the post, suddenly the page refreshes and its gone. Now that its not showing in the order from the latest to the oldest posts so even if I scroll down on I still couldn’t find the post just now. Have you encountered the same situation as mine?

So there was this one post that I managed to read the whole thing and yes suddenly it disappeared. I remember the points and what it wants to convey. It really gave a significant impact to myself for some time, kept me staring to the ceiling through many nights thinking of what it said.

After sooo long, I think about a year or two.. I’m still holding on to the words and that have become my motivator whenever I’m feeling a melancholy. I wanted to share it on my wall but I couldn’t find the post again and didn’t catch the friend who posted it. How disturbing it is, right?! Now I tell myself, every time I catch a post and it seems interesting, before I properly read it through, I’d first capture the person who posted it. It’s so important! Hah.

Now, back to the post I was talking about. I wanna write it down here for my own keepsakes, before I totally forget it cause at this age and with my attention-demanding life, I don’t totally trust my memory box. I don’t even remember the exact wordings anymore but the points are there and this is my version.

In a room, there are 12 people sitting on a round table facing each other. They’re problematic, depressed people. They’re required to write down their problems on a small board and put it on display so everyone can see it.

Now, every one is given a chance to exchange their problems with one another. They can choose other’s problem that they prefer to own and give away their problems to others who want it. Conditionally, none of them could leave without a takeaway.

There goes, they go through each other’s written board before decided to pick one.

After a while, slowly, all of them pull down their own board and keep it with them. No exchanges happened during the session.

That’s all.

I don’t know about you, and I don’t know whether this story is true or created but no matter what, this story is too deep for me. Hit me hard on the head about life versus problems, I reflect all these….

Guys and me self too, our lives our problems our situation are all meant for us, respectively for us. Always remember that we are all exclusive in the eyes of Allah, He designed our lives exquisitely for us to live by and deal with everything in it with the guidance from Him. Why would we want things differently? Why would we wanna be in the shoes of others’?
And so all our problems, no matter how small or big they are, believe that they are faultlessly drawn by Allah with us as the main cast in it. How special is that? One thing is for sure, there must be tests from Allah because this is what this life is for. Just like how the people in the story above, they can’t leave empty-handedly. Problems, calamities and tribulations are a must life-element.

Hence, know that every single one on earth does have problems in life. We can’t see everything but that’s for sure. And their problems are not designed for us to fit our characters and values so don’t wish to experience it for them nor they to experience ours. We see others’ wonderful lives and we’d wish to have theirs. But really if we know what’s included in the ‘package’, we gotta be at loss for words. Everyone has his own battle.

Treat our life challenges with care, appreciate them as they’re the bridge to get us closer to Allah and understand that they’re meant to be difficult. We gotta face it. We can’t wish for a problem-free life and in fact, do not wish for that cause it’s actually more terrible. Instead, ask for ease and ask for help to go through things more calmly.

Remember for every time a problem struck, do not wish to run away. Tell ourselves that this is addressed to me, this is mine and I believe I can face it. Let’s do this!

As ever,