Aidiladha is here again. Alhamdulillah for the opportunity to savour the celebration once again; Alhamdulillah for the life that has yet to be taken away from me; Alhamdulillah for still having a destination to go back and parents to visit; in short, Alhamdulillah for everything.
It’s been ages since I last cam-whore. Everyone does this these days so there’s so no reason to thrash-mouth me for doing this, aite? After all, I am one of those pioneer of cam-whoring. Hahaha! The White Robe.
Aidiladha is an event in Islam to commemorate the sacrificial deed done by Prophet Ibrahim A.S. (Abraham) to Prophet Ismail A.S. (Ishamel) – all in the command of Allah SWT. The episode was an emblem of a love of a father versus the commitment to The High Above. It was something that can be pondered and taken as a lesson in life, I guess.
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But in the world of today where pride and prejudices play pivotal part in human nature; Non-Moslems always have prejudices against Aidiladha. They say it’s a ritual cruelty to animals. But do they know that ONLY sharp knives are used to slaughter the animals so that the pain will be ephemeral as compared to the electrified/roasted-into-hot-water by non-Moslems? Do they know that the specified cutting at specified vein is to cleanse the meat? Do they know that the bones of slaughtered animals are deemed HOLY and cannot be disposed simply anywhere? NO – all they see is savage ritual while they themselves torturing and electrifying the animals they devour the meat! It’s just sad when manipulation occurs.
Anyway, the celebration of Aidiladha for this year is quite mundane and bleak. I guess with the recent season of illnesses and wet Monsoon season, everyone tends to coop up in their own houses. I came back to Jitra, Kedah on Friday, right after school and it took me around 7 hours! Usually I’ll just take around 5 hours to reach Jitra but apparently, a congested traffic jam in Ipoh (I used old roads from Serendah to Ipoh) make me stuck there around 30 minutes and then at Juru-Sungai Dua highway where Penangites had just came out from office to go back; so you can imagine the traffic! But overall, Alhamdulillah that everything went well although the rain was pouring heavily – and that hindered the journey, too.
As usual in the morning, we went to Aidiladha Prayer. This year, Mak make 3 delicacies – “Nasi tomato”, “laksa”, “mee kuah” and also some “ketupat” as traditional flavour. Anyway, I was a bit taken aback with the sermon preached after the Aidiladha prayer. It was full with political-accentuation! Instead of urging us to uproot the essence of sacrificial deed, the preacher went on about “Belanjawan”, household debt and stating out some statistical data exhibiting lack-of-governance of the ruling party!! Honestly, I am the kind of person who PAY NO HEED to any political inclination because I believe it is your own right to choose whoever or whatever political stigma you want to support; but to PREACH that in an event where you are suppose to divulge into piety content; I say, I CANNOT ACCEPT it! Perhaps this is because the opinion poll/election season is right around the corner….. sigh.
I went to Tok’s house at Kampung Padang with Ayah on the eve of Aidiladha. And lo! Guess who we found? The snobbish daughter of the Black Goat and his new wife. I tried to be civilized with the daughter but of course being an unintellectual lady, she did not know the ethic of being a civilized person and exhibited her pompousness! Well, I don’t give a damn because before I went back, I gave her “one-smash-razor-mouth-slamdunk”! Hahahhaa. The wife however was being professional and understand the courtesy of a civilized interaction. Well, she is a teacher, she should know best, ain’t it? As usual, Tok was nonchalant and sometimes I become so agitated to give her acidic statement to tell her the truth about her favouritism despite what the Black Goat has done to the family!!! Sigh…
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So on Tuesday tomorrow, I’ll be going back to Serendah, Hulu Selangor. Pray for my safe journey, y’all.