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Saturday 19 August 2006

Perihal membela burung

Saya baru balik dari kampung. Ada hal keluarga sikit. Lagipun dah lama tak balik sebab ada peperiksaan, kelas dan sebagainya. Banyak betul benda yang dah berubah. Sepupu-sepupu saya yang dulu kecil, sekarang dah nak mula sekolah. Ada yang dulu belajar, sekarang dah kerja. Yang tua-tua, ada dulu yang kurang sihat, tapi sekarang nampak kuat sikit. Alhamdulillah.

Satu lagi perubahan ketara, makin banyak sangkar burung di keliling rumah Pak Su. Sekarang, dalam rumah pun ada dua tiga sangkar. Dulu di luar saja.

Pak Su saya seorang cikgu. Pagi beliau mengajar, dan waktu petang adalah waktu beliau melakukan rutin beliau sebagai pemelihara burung. Masa petang hari kedua di kampung, saya jumpa beliau di bahagian tepi rumah. Bagi mandi burung, terang beliau. Bagi mandi burung?

Pergi tengok dalam bilik air, kata Pak Su. Saya pun menjenguk dari tepi pintu. Ada sangkar mandi rupanya. Sangkar mandi lain dari sangkar biasa sebab pada lantainya ada dulang untuk isi air. Di situlah burung akan duduk dan membasuh dirinya menggunakan kepak dan paruh. Untuk memindahkan burung tadi dari sangkar ke sangkar mandi, sangkar-sangkar akan dirapatkan pada bahagian pintu. Burung tadi akan terbang dari sangkarnya ke sangkar mandi apabila pintu kedua-dua sangkar tadi dibuka. Pintu sangkar dibuka dengan menariknya ke atas.

Selepas mandi, burung tadi akan akan dimasukkan semula ke sangkarnya. Bergantung pada jenis burung, ada yang boleh terus dibiar begitu dan ada yang perlu dibawa supaya berjemur di bawah cahaya matahari. Murai batu, burung yang saya lihat di dalam air tadi, boleh terus dibawa masuk sangkar dan disangkut semula.

Takda kerja cari kerja. Ini yang orang kata hobi, Pak Su berseloroh. Beliau mengikut jejak arwah datuk tiri saya yang pernah membela burung tekukur. Tapi selepas datuk tiri saya meninggal dunia, Pak Su berhenti membela burung. Ketika itu beliau bimbang tentang hukum Islam mengenainya. Oleh sebab tak pasti, beliau terus tinggalkan hobi tersebut.

Tapi dalam hati dok teringin, seperti beliau kata. Selepas lama berfikir, Pak Su mula mencari kitab-kitab yang menghuraikan tentang hukum berkaitan pemeliharaan binatang, termasuk burung. Dari pembacaan beliau, tak ada hukum yang mengharamkan seseorang dari membela binatang.

Tapi untuk lebih pasti, beliau berjumpa dengan beberap orang ustaz, termasuk beberapa orang yang dari pondok. Mereka pun semua menyatakan perkara yang sama, dalam Islam membela haiwan adalah dibolehkan. Cuma ada sesetengah golongan, seperti para sufi, yang kurang setuju dengan pendapat ini. Tapi secara umumnya, membela haiwan dibolehkan, sebab ada antara ustaz serta alim ulama yang membela ikan, burung helang dan sebagainya. Tak salah membela binatang dengan niat kita ingin mengambil manfaat daripada binatang tersebut, seperti keindahan bulunya atau kemerduan bunyinya. Dengan syarat, janganlah mengabaikannya atau menzaliminya. Kalau nak lebih kepastian, silalah tanya sendiri pada mana-mana ustaz atau orang alim yang arif serta mursyid.

Selepas bersembang-sembang dengan Pak Su tentang bab membela burung, teringat saya kepada satu cerita yang pernah saya dengar dulu. Pada satu ketika, ada seorang alim yang membela seekor burung yang pandai mengajuk suara manusia. Orang alim tersebut pun mengajar burung peliharaannya menyebut kalimah syahadah. Selepas setiap hari diajar, lama-kelamaan burung tadi pun boleh menyebutnya dengan betul.

Suatu hari, sedang orang alim tadi duduk-duduk menikmati kicauan merdu burung peliharaannya, datang seekor kucing yang lapar lalu menerkam burung tersebut tanpa disangka-sangka. Melihat apa yang berlaku, orang alim tuan punya burung tersebut terus jatuh pengsan.

Orang-orang berhampiran tempat itu terus menerpa ke arah orang alim tadi dan berusaha untuk menyedarkan beliau. Selepas sedar semula, mereka yang kehairanan melihat apa yang berlaku pun bertanya, "Tuan guru, adakan tuan pengsan kerana burung kesayangan telah mati? Usah tuan guru bimbang, kami sedia untuk mencari ganti burung tadi dengan burung yang lebih baik."

Orang alim tadi menjawab, "Bukan itu yang membuat aku pengsan. Burung itu aku latih setiap hari supaya pandai menyebut kalimah syahadah. Tapi apabila dia diserang kucing tadi, bukan kalimah syahadah yang keluar dari mulutnya, sebaliknya dia menjerit-jerit dalam bahasa burung. Apabila aku melihat perkara itu, aku bimbang bagaimana keadaan aku nanti ketika aku diserang maut."

Wednesday 16 August 2006

Bulan Berbahasa

Sempena Hari Merdeka yang dah dekat ni, saya ingin membuat satu pengumuman. Untuk 1 bulan (lebih kurang), semua pos-pos di blog ini akan ditulis dalam Bahasa Melayu! Bulan Berbahasa kini bermula! Para pembaca sekelian, silalah turut serta dengan menghantar komen-komen dalam Bahasa Melayu. Bersama kita jayakan!


(Inilah saja gambar yang sempat diambil semasa majlis pelancaran Bulan Berbahasa yang telah diadakan semalam.)

Sunday 13 August 2006

Coyote Ragtime Show preview


Coyote Ragtime Show belongs to the 'girls with guns' subgenre of anime. It's exactly what it is, shows with strong female characters, lots of bullets flying and occasionally, splashes of blood.

I'm not exactly a fan of shows with guns (with or without girls firing them) but I was moved by another series from this subgenre, Gunslinger Girl. Gunslinger Girl has a lot of drama, secrets, a bit dark and although the pace was quite slow, it managed to keep me intrigued to the end.

Coyote Ragtime Show, however, is more upbeat and frantic. I decided to check it out the first episode after reading the rave reviews by a few anime bloggers.

The story is about federal investigator Angelica Barnes, who visits a prison on planet Sandvil to look for a criminal who's been eluding her for years, a guy named Mister. Mister is somewhere in there, and on the same day of her visit, a bomb threat sends fear throughout the place.

The situation is made worse when a certain Madam Marciano sends her 'daughters', The 12 Marciano Sisters, to get Mister out.

The Marciano sisters is a group of 12 killer robots girls that noboby should mess around with, and are named after the 12 Gregorian calender months. These screenshots are proof that their looks aren't the only thing that's 'killer' about the sisters. (I'm actually leaving out the bloody parts here.)





Despite the sisters' brutal assault on the prison, Mister flees the scene with the help from his chums who disguised themselves as the prison's staffs and kindly declines to Madam Marciano's 'help'. Mister bails, giant bugs overrun the place (Sandvil is crawling with them), the sisters gets crushed (by giant bugs!, how's that for irony?) and Angelica watches as her prey slips away from her grasps. Next episode, perhaps.

Like I said, violence and lots of explosions (and blood splashing out of gashed victims) aren't exactly my cuppa. But that wasn't what sealed the deal for me. I mean, I've watched violent stuff before, but...


WHY???!!! Why are these awfully adorable, cute-as-buttons triplets (Oct, Nove and Diesse) part of the murderous Marciano Sisters? That can't be right. How can the producers be so cruel?

Thankfully, the triplet's violent role in the episode was to overturn a truck in which the prison warden was hiding. And he wasn't hurt, only shaken a bit, probably from seeing kindergarten-age girls who are capable of extra heavy lifting.

I love anime, but I have to draw the line somewhere. I sincerely believe that violence and cuteness are two elements best kept separated. Cute little girls shouldn't be throwing wardens out of prison trucks, and that's covered somewhere under the law (I think). With that, I've decided to give Coyote Ragtime Show a miss.

But I really, really dig the series's funky, 80s-styled OP!

(For anime non-fans out there, OP is the term for an anime series's opening theme song.)

Thursday 10 August 2006

Memorising passwords

I used to use the Firefox browser password manager to store my usernames and passwords, mainly because I was too lazy to remember them. Then, as you already know if you've been around here awhile, my hard disk went kaput. I almost lost all of them.

(Luckily, there's a way to recover Firefox passwords by copying certain files, provided they're not damaged.)

I realised that I was too reliant on the password manager, and that I was not using a better password manager, my God-given gift of memory.

Before I recovered the lost passwords, I had to recall the passwords from memory. What I found out was the more I searched my memory, the better I felt. I felt better because I could really feel my mind working and that I tell you is a wonderful feeling. You'll realise that you're capable of remembering more things than you thought possible. The mind is powerfully designed by God to help us through life. I also realised that I don't need the password manager so much and I could do without it.

Now I have nearly everything with me 24/7, wherever I go. That's a major feature that 's hard for any man-made password manager to top.

(I'm taking this slowly, one password at a time. I'm still not good remembering numbers though.)

Tuesday 8 August 2006

Teacher Man: first impression

(a.k.a The effects of discount on a book buyer on a limited budget)


Frank McCourt's last book, 'Tis, a memoir of his young Irish lad days trying to make it in New York, had me hooked. He is one funny guy. He writes in a conversational style that mixes his own voice and the voice of the other people he's telling you about that it's almost like having him at the same table during a session of minum-minum. I also admire the way he writes about his follies with as much feeling as the way describe his triumphs.

He taught writing for years in public schools and only published his first (and award-winning) book, Angela's Ashes, at 66 of age.

Teacher Man is his jot on his teaching career, which is a highly underappreciated job anywhere in the world apparently. If you've ever seen any documentaries on the US education system, you'll know that public schools is the subject of many heated debates over there for many years now. All I can say is, compared to over there, the education system here is at least more standardised.

I got this book mainly because it had a 15% discount. I was actually on my 'to get later' list, but it's hard to resist that much price reduction on a relatively newly released book.

One gripe though. The font used in it (the paperback version) is kinda small. It should come with a free bottle of EyeMo.

Wednesday 2 August 2006

Lebanon

A lot have been reported and said about the happenings in Lebanon and a lot of emotions are running high from all sides as a result of them.

But the truth is that I feel that somehow, in all the happenings, I have a share of the blame. If I'm right about this, may Allah forgive me and guide me to help rectify what's wrong.

(I think we're all looking for answers.)
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