Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Makkah Stories – Part 3: Andai Ku Tahu….



The call for this special solat would come almost immediately after any one of the five compulsory daily prayers. As I stood in line with the rest of the jemaahs, I just couldn’t help but wonder who it was out there, laying motionless, unable to respond to the world around him. Yes, I am referring to solat jenazah which is performed after solat waktu in Masjidil Haram.

With the hundreds of thousands present in the Holy City, death is imminent. It was every where – the sick, the healthy, young or old, age does not matter. When your time is up, that’s it. Others bid their farewell to you and hopefully you’ll be missed and remembered.

It was Mom who taught us to perform solat jenazah. She guided me at my first umrah and during this trip, Farah was under her tutelage. Mom said pahala banyak if we did the solat jenazah for the dead and it is an ibadah that we should at any time try to do.


As I concluded the solat, these thoughts kept coming to me. What if the dead was one of us? It could be me, could be Farah, could also be dear Mom and it could also be all there of us. Tears would well up in my eyes, as I visualize the grief of my family when receiving the news. I pray to Allah, to have mercy on us, to allow us still breathe his air and am able to worship Him still. Ya Allah, panjangkan usia kami agar masih kami dapat menghambakan diri pada Mu.

Although this trip did not pose much alarm on our health, I didn’t want to take any risks. One day Farah came home from solat and complained that her throat hurt so bad. I started her on antibiotics, just as our family doctor advised before we left. There were also times when Mom looked exhausted. Immediately, I had to change our ibadah plans – reducing the strenuous ones, only concentrating on the main solats.


When I was a little girl, I used to listen to my Grandmother’s Haj stories. Of the many she told us, I’d always remember the ones about those who died on board their kapal haji during the journey to the Holyland. With her distinct sound effect she’d describe how the body was let out to sea. “Bushhh…. bunyi eh bilo mayat orang meningga tu, dilopeh eh kek dalam laut, ” and I’d gasp for breath in suspense every time the story was told.

If listening to stories was enough to freak me out, this other incident remains fresh in my thoughts still. It happened during my Haj in 2005. We were on our way from Arafah to Mina. Although the distance between the two places was not far, the movement of the millions that night dragged our travel time, resulting stress amongst the jemaahs in the bus. One pak cik who was seated two seats in front of us, suddenly fell ill and started to have breathing difficulties. Most of us panicked when we heard the wife screaming during the otherwise calm and still journey. I didn’t think the pak cik was going to make it. Alhamdullilah, he recovered and made it back to Mina and later to Makkah to complete his Haj.

All these that I had witnessed and heard are my reminder that our mortality is REAL and that holding onto to things of utmost importance is the key to life. Death is inevitable, and everything except the Almighty God of course, will perish.

Allah SWT berfirman: “Hai orang-orang yang beriman, bertakwalah kepada Allah dan hendaklah setiap diri memperhatikan apa yang telah diperbuatnya untuk hari esok (akhirat), dan bertakwalah kepada Allah, sesungguhnya Allah Maha Mengetahui apa yang kamu kerjakan” (QS Al-Hasyr [59]: 18).

7 comments:

Desert Rose said...

Kak Kay,

Sori terlepas bas. Bila u free nak join we all pi bergedik just kol us yek. I email u nanti.

edelweiss said...

Kak Kay...

i pun dulu dengar crita nenek i pasai pi mekah naik kapal haji...sama lah crita dia...jenazah akan dilepaskan ke laut...bersemadi kat sana....

insaf nih baca posting u...

andai ku tahu......

ehh ehhh lupa plak...a ahhhh jommmmm bergedik [nih gedik untuk kesihatan dibenarkan... hehehe]

bella said...

My Arwah Opah pun dulu penah cerita how they went naik haji naik kapal. And they had to angkut their baggage on their head and all.Tak macam sekarang...wow, betullah kan, this story should be documented and told to our younger generation, so that they know about the challenges that our forefathers had....

kay_leeda said...

DR,

Sessi bergedik kena tunggu lah jap buat masa sekarang ni. Kojo so manyak lah. Plus mood swing macam hampeh je nowadays.

Got yr email. Thanks for the invite yah :)

kay_leeda said...

Edelweiss,

Rasa nya if I hv to take the steam ship pi naik Haji, haiiiii....tak sampai lah kot. Sedangkan yang naik plane ni pun, dok resah for the entire 8 hours.

Sessi gedik tu...alahai....macam yg habaq ke DR lah, work commitment so banyak these days. But kalu ada sesi nak ke "biji kopi", calling2 deh!! DR has my number.

kay_leeda said...

Dear Bella,

Those days our grand parents punyer lah determined kan. Naik kapal for months baru sampai. Some even went on their own transport to do Haj.

Guess this is what the advertisement was trying to highlight when they say "masa dah berubah..."

edelweiss said...

Kak Kay...

i pun dah berminggu tak bergedik sebenarnya hahahhahha.

Okay nanti i set dengan DR kot-2 jadik ke biji kopi or ke kopitam u tuh