Showing posts with label office. Show all posts
Showing posts with label office. Show all posts

Thursday, 29 May 2014

Giving And Receiving

This week has been a very meaningful week, packed with really impactful training modules at our iMentor training academy, Alhamdhulilah. So much so that I felt I was overloaded with information.

With that, there have also been many things on my mind that I have been actually falling asleep feeling exhausted on how I was going to accomplish them. And the top of this list of things all are my very lagging preparations – physical, spiritual and domestic – for our very blessed and my most-looked forward to month – Ramadan. SubhanAllah.

I realised I have not started with any of the things that I had planned for (as mentioned in my earlier posts) and am feeling terrible about it.

Shopping for family – both here and abroad, getting the house in order (the way I always want it before Ramadan starts!), baking some sweets to be sent home, speeding up with my spiritual learnings. So many things to be done and I haven't even started.

I have been telling AZ about them and he has been doing his best to calm me, and reminded me that the priority should be preparing for Ramadan, and that everything else will fall into place after that.

Today, while at work, I was so overwhelmed with the same emotions that I couldn’t write, almost till it was time for Zuhur. I gave up battling with my emotions and surrendered myself in prayers, to our Rabb. I had already made a mental note to take a walk outside, get myself something sweet, like a muffin or a chocolate, and very importantly, to give sadaqah.

And I did all of these. The giving really mattered. It always does. I came back to my desk, feeling refreshed, and recharged. I could get to work with so much clarity and got almost everything I had to do, done.

I have experienced this many times before. The beauty of sadaqah. Many a times, I have made the niyah (intention) to have the opportunity to meet someone who will REALLY benefit with my deed. And SubhanAllah, out of nowhere, HE sends them right in front of me. Just recollecting those moments are so moving.

The power of niyah. The power of asking Allah (S.W.T). The power of talking to HIM. The power of giving. Anywhere. Anytime. SubhanAllah.
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Tuesday, 29 April 2014

Eating Halal


Just a couple of weeks back, I was standing in line to get lunch at an eating place near our office that I usually patronise. I like to walk out for lunch after the off-peak hour. This is so that I can finish lunch and head directly for prayer before settling back at my desk. Another reason is to avoid the crazy lunch crowd in the city! Walking out for lunch at this crazy hour will have you brisk walking, and not strolling (because the motion of everyone else sets in that way), and returning to office at the same speed.

Alhamdulillah, that the office environment I work in allows us for such flexibility to either head out much earlier or later than the peak lunch hour.

Back at the line I was in… there was another Muslim Sister in the queue, just before me. Just before it was her turn to place her order, she turned to me abruptly and asked. “Does this place serve halal food?”

“Of course,” I said, and turned to point her towards the huge sign on the entrance (which was supposed to be there!). To both our disappointment, it wasn’t there anymore. By this time, the lady serving food (who is Muslim) was already calling out to this Sister. This Sister asked her if the food was halal-certified. And she said yes. She then asked her where the certificate was, to which the lady just smiled. The Sister made a quick order and paid. Next was my turn. Usually I would order a meat dish and vegetables from here. I made the same order, picked up a bottle of mineral water (as always) and walked out to get a seat.

I said my duas and started eating. After taking two mouthfuls, I was uncomfortable and had many questions from the episode that had just unfolded. Why was the halal-certified sign not there anymore? For how long has it not been there, and why did I not spot it until now? Why was the lady serving food not able to give us an answer? Maybe the owners were renewing their certificate? Or did they not meet the renewal criteria? What made me feel worse was that I frequently packed food for another Muslim colleague from there. Ya Rabb. Astaghfirullah.

I stopped eating, and gulped down some water. I sure felt terrible because if the food was halal after all, then I was wasting food which is not encouraged in Islam. I felt really bad at that moment and will never return to that eatery again, until I see the halal-certified sign again.

Just after this incident, a Buddhist friend, and a former colleague, wrote me an email for her article at work on why Muslims do not eat pork. I thought it was good to give her readings on Quranic evidence for a better comprehension, and sent her two links, here and here, from which the useful information below came up.

The Muslim’s diet, like all other aspects of his or her life, is governed by divine law. Muslims (male and female) implement the commandments of Islam because the fundamental concept of Islam is submission to Allah, Almighty God, recognising that in His infinite knowledge, He knows what is best for His creation. 

Quranic Evidence
The prohibition of pork in Islam is derived from the following verse of the Glorious Qur’an:
“Forbidden to you (for food) are: dead meat, blood, the flesh of swine, and that on which hath been invoked the name of other than Allah.”
[Al-Qur'an 5:3]

In another passage of the Qur’an, pork and pig derivatives are described as being impure:
“Say, “I do not find within that which was revealed to me [anything] forbidden to one who would eat it unless it be a dead animal, or blood spilled out, or the flesh of swine – for indeed, it is impure – or it be [an animal slaughtered in] disobedience, dedicated to other than Allah. But whoever is forced [by necessity], neither desiring [it] nor transgressing [its limit], then indeed, your Lord is Forgiving and Merciful.” 
[The Qur’an al-An’aam 6:145]

The Arabic word rijs is used specifically to describe pork in the Qur’an. It means something that is impure, filthy, and unfit for consumption. The fact that the Creator of the Heavens and the Earth describes pork in this way is enough of a justification for a Muslim to refrain from eating it.

We know that pork bears many health risks to its consumers, with a significant number of diseases and pathogens being found in various parts of the pig, such that a number of health professionals from non-Muslim and non-Jewish backgrounds advise against eating it. 

These include trichiniasis trikinisis, a parasitic disease caused by a kind of roundworm, as well as yersinia enterocolitica, which causes fever, diarrhoea, vomiting, and stomach cramps. The meat of pigs is also higher in toxins than other meats.

Pigs themselves have been plagued by a variety of hazardous infections and diseases, including Porcine Reproductive and Respiratory Syndrome, Nipah Virus, Porcine Endogenous Retrovirus, Hepatitis E, Swine Flu, Menangle Virus, and others, many of which have lead to infections in human beings.

It should be noted that these specific health concerns are simply mentioned to illustrate part of the wisdom behind the prohibition of pork; however, a Muslim refrains from eating pork in submission to Almighty God, and in recognition that The Creator knows what is best for His creation.

Therefore, whether or not these risks can be mitigated by proper farming, storing, and cooking procedures, a Muslim will always refrain from eating it, demonstrating his or her submission to their Creator, and affirming that the laws of Allah are full of wisdom and represent the best for mankind. 

Furthermore, the laws of Islam are universal for every people, in every time and place. The risks associated with pork have been – and to a certain degree remain – significant for the majority of people in the world.

The Nature of Pork
The main utility of pigs in the ecosystem is as scavengers. They live and thrive on muck, feces and dirt. It could be argued that in developed countries, pigs are bred in very clean and hygienic conditions. Even in these hygienic conditions the pigs are kept together in sties, and so the chances of them consuming filth are very high.

Health Aspects
Research has shown correlation between pork consumption and several diseases. Eating pork can expose the individual to various helminthes (worms) like roundworm, pinworm and hookworm. 

One of the most dangerous of worms is Taenia Solium, which, in lay man’s terminology is called the pork tapeworm. It harbours in the intestine and is very long. Its ova i.e. eggs, enter the blood stream and can reach almost all the organs of the body. If it enters the brain it can cause memory loss. If it enters the heart it can cause heart attack, in the eye it can cause blindness, and in the liver it can cause liver damage. It can damage almost all the organs of the body.

A common misconception about pork is that if it is cooked well, these ova die. In a research project undertaken in America, it was found that out of twenty-four people suffering from Trichura Tichurasis (another worm commonly found in pork), twenty two had cooked the pork very well. This indicates that the ova present in the pork do not die under normal cooking temperature.

Pork has very little muscle building material and contains excess of fat. This fat gets deposited in the vessels and can cause hypertension and heart attack. It is not surprising that hypertension is a common ailment due to the prevalence of the consumption of pork.

Thus the prohibition of pork in Islam is a blessing.

SubhanAllah, indeed it really is a blessing that Allah (S.W.T) has given us guiding principles on every aspect of life. Every single aspect.

Tuesday, 22 April 2014

My Crown Of Confidence

Source: Internet
This is my brief hijab story.

I always like listening to stories on other sisters’ journey towards the hijab. Because every story is meaningful and special. Like most sisters, I have a story too.

There was always something missing in my life in the times before hijab. There was this confidence and strength that was always missing. In short, I never felt complete – as a woman, as a Muslimah.

I have heard several sisters share this same line with me – this incomplete feeling.
Together with the hijab on my head came my crown of confidence. People looked at me with much more respect and I could feel that I was a stronger person. From the day I wore this crown, I have never stopped wishing I had made the decision much earlier. And I made lots of duas that Our Rabb forgives me for this. Ameen.

The day I wore my hijab, Brother accompanied me to change my passport and identity card. I wanted to be wearing the hijab in all form of my identification – to some extent, I felt it was new me. I had to be more responsible in the public now – because what I do will now reflect Islam and other Muslim women in our society.

What I didn’t expect was the reaction from my colleagues. It was the year-end festive season here, and I walked in wearing the hijab for the first time when everyone was busy decorating the office for year-end celebrations. I still remember their expressions. Once I stepped in, everyone of them, who were all non-Muslims (except for just 1 out of 50), cheered and clapped loudly. Some female colleagues even hugged me. SubhanAllah. This sure moved me a lot. Some colleagues who were closer to me knew of my decision earlier. But the reactions of those who had no clue was just as beautiful. 

From then on, some groups of colleagues made use of all opportunities that sprang up to buy me hijabs as gifts. Alhamdhulilah. This is one of the precious things about living harmoniously in a multi-racial country like ours. For that matter, the other Muslim colleague and I never once had to check whether the catered food for office parties was halal, because we had wonderful colleagues who made sure the caterers were halal-certified. Alhamdhulilah.

After I started wearing the hijab, one of non-Muslim colleagues said this to me – “You know, with the scarf wrapped over your head, you look like you were born to wear the hijab.” Masha-Allah. I am thankful every bit that I was born a Muslimah.

Source: Internet

Sunday, 23 March 2014

My Moments Before Prayer...

We had several restructuring exercises in our company last year. The culmination of the exercise brought my team back to be based at our headquarters, Alhamdhulilah.

There have been many other reasons that made all of us welcome this move. For me too.
Back to the office in the middle of the city (which comes with accessibility of public transport and a string of other perks). Better work directions. More diversified roles. Bigger team with dynamic work ethics. Oh yes, and a new office space with a view to a beautiful and green and 'private' balcony. 'Private' because not many folks in our organisation crash in. So this space that now is 'dedicated' to us makes a quiet, peaceful place for lunch-ins, doing phone interviews and some colleagues in my team also bring out their laptops  to write when the office gets sometimes noisy or when they just feel like doing so. Alhamdhulilah.

Beyond all these things that only became known to us after we moved, my heart jumped for joy when we heard we were moving back to the headquarters for one main reason. The gym.

No, I do not use the gym for exercise. I use it for my Zuhr and Asar prayers. Sometimes, when I have to work late, Maghrib prayers too.

I have a former colleague, Sister SB, who has now married and moved to London, to thank for sharing with me that other Muslim sisters in our organisation use the gym for their prayers, when I first joined on my job. May Allah (S.W.T) reward her abundantly. Ameen.

The gym we have is cosy and spacious. There is a room which houses a billiard table, and a few comfortable  chairs. It also becomes a 'Mummy's Room' whenever necessary. And we too use it for our prayers.

And on times when the room is locked, there is a huge multi-purpose hall where yoga and aerobics sessions are held, that we also pray at. Albeit an open area, it can still be as peaceful at non-peak exercise hours, like half-hour later than the usual lunch hours. Colleagues who walk in talking at loud voices will reduce their volume once they spot us performing our prayers.

Above all, what I have grown to appreciate most now about the gym are the shower facilities. For the ease of taking wudhu.

And I have my reasons. We had moved to a new office in the middle of the last year. The biggest hindrance I faced there was taking wudhu. Like most washrooms in office buildings, there were wash basins which allowed for washing up.

After becoming more and aware of making the floor wet, I tried my best to prevent the floor from becoming wet. Even then, there were some other ladies who walked in and stare at me and make remarks on the water on the floor. From these instances, I used to take my wudhu in a very rushed manner (literally with my heart beating very quickly) so that I could walk out before any other women walked in.

I made lots of duas and asked Allah (S.W.T) to make this easy for me. SubhanAllah, HE answered my prayers. We moved to HQ. With all the good things that this move brought, I appreciated the move most for being able to make wudhu with peace and pray in the gym. Alhamdhulilah.

Now, when I make wudhu, I remember my times at the old office, and reduce the water that flows out from the shower tap and try my best to save water. I pray Allah (S.W.T) rewards other Muslim brothers and sisters who have to pray amidst conditions similar to that in my old office and more difficult ones.

Talking about spaces for performing prayer, would like to share on an experience I had when I was invited to attend a press luncheon at Furama Riverfront. I was unusually early that day as I did not have to report to office earlier that morning. Hence, I took some time to head to the lobby to wait for my editor to arrive when I spotted a sign that read 'Muslim Prayer Room' (if I remember correctly). I walked in and what I saw really made my day! It was a complete prayer room - with a Quran, some perfume bottles as it is Sunnah to apply some fragrance before praying,  two prayer mats, a few sets of telokong and even an ablution area. All these were in that small area! Masha-Allah.


I felt so at peace in this space. It was early for Zuhr, yet I didn't have the heart to leave without praying. I made ablution and offered two voluntary rakats of prayer. I picked up the Quran and read a few of the short suras, and made duas for all the people who made the room possible.

I snapped some photos and sent them to AZ, sharing my joy, and he was equally thrilled. After the press briefing at lunch, I promptly came back and did my Zuhr prayers before heading to office. Alhamdhulilah.