Akhir semester 2, 2009/2010

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Beberapa hari yang lalu, dia sedang menjawab (dan meng-improvise jawapan) peperiksaan Reflections on Prophetic History di CAC Banquet Hall. Dia belajar subjek ini dengan Dr. Sohirin Solihin (yang sangat banyak pengalaman hidup).

Tiba-tiba, Dr. Israr (yang tengah mengawal dewan, sebab beliau juga mengajar Prophetic History) ternampak dia.

Dr. Israr:
Aha! Maryam Jameelah*!

Maryam Nabeelah:
Nabeelah.

Dr. Israr: (Eyes the question paper.)

Maryam Nabeelah: Don't! (Slams left hand on the paper. Scribble, scribble.)

Dr. Israr: (Prying paper from under her left hand.)

Maryam Nabeelah: Don't, don't. (Increases pressure on the paper. Scribble, scribble.)

Dr. Israr: (Takes the paper anyway. Scanning notes on the question paper.)

Maryam Nabeelah: (Scribble, scribble. Avoids meeting Dr. Israr's eye.)

Dr. Israr: (Finally puts the question paper back and goes.)

#1: My name is Maryam Nabeelah.


Ketika mengedarkan kertas/keputusan mid-term exam Sciences of Qur'an beberapa bulan lalu, Dr. Israr selalu tersasul menyebut Maryam Jameelah instead of Maryam Nabeelah. Classmates mangsa sudah tak tertahan ketawa setiap kali Dr. Israr sebut Maryam Jameelah.

Akhirnya, (exasperated mungkin), Dr. Israr tanya pada dia:

"Why not just Maryam Jameelah?"

Dia pun (dengan harapan penjelasannya akan membuat orang semua ingat namanya yang betul) menjawab, "Actually my father wanted to name me Maryam Jameelah, but my mother didn't like it. So they finally agreed on Maryam Nabeelah."

Typical Dr. Israr said to the class: "See? Even the way she speaks......" Beliau mengomen penggunaan tatabahasa dia. I was trying to make a point about my name, but what he noted and pointed out was my grammar!

And as is obvious from the exam episode, kadang-kadang Dr. Israr ingat nama Maryam Nabeelah, tapi biasanya beliau akan tetap memanggilnya Maryam Jameelah.

Tak mengapalah. Kita anggaplah nama itu menjadi doa. At least it's closer to my name than "Humaira", the name which he used to call me by before the mid-term.

(Siapa kenal Ustaz Asri Ibrahim [Darul Quran]? Yang akan memanggil pelajar dengan apa-apa nama kalau dia tak ingat nama pelajar tersebut? Bingo. Macam itulah Dr. Israr ;P). Tapi nama pelajar saja yang beliau mungkin lupa. Benda lain semuanya tidak! Beliau masuk kelas berbekalkan marker pen dan attendance sheet sahaja OK. Apa yang diajar semuanya terus dari ingatan beliau. Subhanallah.

#2: Awas! Peperiksaan sedang dijalankan.

Maybe I should've put up a warning sign at my exam desk:

"Don't provoke. The candidate is trying to salvage her terrible carry marks for this subject."

Something like that.

Four more papers to go! Rise and Spread of Islam until 132 AH, Introduction to Sociology, Sciences of Qur'an and Islam in the Malay World, in that order. Dia memohon doa daripada anda semua...semoga Allah permudahkan dan anugerahkan natijah yang baik. Ameen.

The past is present.

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A Sentence or Two for
Kuala Lumpur

the city
that saw
me growing up
and that I saw
growing up.

Lived there
left it
it left
in me (deep inside)

something.

* * *

Before I am, I was:

10-B, Jalan Daud, Kampung Baru. Circa 1995.


"So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay."

- Robert Frost, "
Nothing Gold Can Stay"

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Akhir semester 2, 2009/2010


Beberapa hari yang lalu, dia sedang menjawab (dan meng-improvise jawapan) peperiksaan Reflections on Prophetic History di CAC Banquet Hall. Dia belajar subjek ini dengan Dr. Sohirin Solihin (yang sangat banyak pengalaman hidup).

Tiba-tiba, Dr. Israr (yang tengah mengawal dewan, sebab beliau juga mengajar Prophetic History) ternampak dia.

Dr. Israr:
Aha! Maryam Jameelah*!

Maryam Nabeelah:
Nabeelah.

Dr. Israr: (Eyes the question paper.)

Maryam Nabeelah: Don't! (Slams left hand on the paper. Scribble, scribble.)

Dr. Israr: (Prying paper from under her left hand.)

Maryam Nabeelah: Don't, don't. (Increases pressure on the paper. Scribble, scribble.)

Dr. Israr: (Takes the paper anyway. Scanning notes on the question paper.)

Maryam Nabeelah: (Scribble, scribble. Avoids meeting Dr. Israr's eye.)

Dr. Israr: (Finally puts the question paper back and goes.)

#1: My name is Maryam Nabeelah.


Ketika mengedarkan kertas/keputusan mid-term exam Sciences of Qur'an beberapa bulan lalu, Dr. Israr selalu tersasul menyebut Maryam Jameelah instead of Maryam Nabeelah. Classmates mangsa sudah tak tertahan ketawa setiap kali Dr. Israr sebut Maryam Jameelah.

Akhirnya, (exasperated mungkin), Dr. Israr tanya pada dia:

"Why not just Maryam Jameelah?"

Dia pun (dengan harapan penjelasannya akan membuat orang semua ingat namanya yang betul) menjawab, "Actually my father wanted to name me Maryam Jameelah, but my mother didn't like it. So they finally agreed on Maryam Nabeelah."

Typical Dr. Israr said to the class: "See? Even the way she speaks......" Beliau mengomen penggunaan tatabahasa dia. I was trying to make a point about my name, but what he noted and pointed out was my grammar!

And as is obvious from the exam episode, kadang-kadang Dr. Israr ingat nama Maryam Nabeelah, tapi biasanya beliau akan tetap memanggilnya Maryam Jameelah.

Tak mengapalah. Kita anggaplah nama itu menjadi doa. At least it's closer to my name than "Humaira", the name which he used to call me by before the mid-term.

(Siapa kenal Ustaz Asri Ibrahim [Darul Quran]? Yang akan memanggil pelajar dengan apa-apa nama kalau dia tak ingat nama pelajar tersebut? Bingo. Macam itulah Dr. Israr ;P). Tapi nama pelajar saja yang beliau mungkin lupa. Benda lain semuanya tidak! Beliau masuk kelas berbekalkan marker pen dan attendance sheet sahaja OK. Apa yang diajar semuanya terus dari ingatan beliau. Subhanallah.

#2: Awas! Peperiksaan sedang dijalankan.

Maybe I should've put up a warning sign at my exam desk:

"Don't provoke. The candidate is trying to salvage her terrible carry marks for this subject."

Something like that.

Four more papers to go! Rise and Spread of Islam until 132 AH, Introduction to Sociology, Sciences of Qur'an and Islam in the Malay World, in that order. Dia memohon doa daripada anda semua...semoga Allah permudahkan dan anugerahkan natijah yang baik. Ameen.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

The past is present.


A Sentence or Two for
Kuala Lumpur

the city
that saw
me growing up
and that I saw
growing up.

Lived there
left it
it left
in me (deep inside)

something.

* * *

Before I am, I was:

10-B, Jalan Daud, Kampung Baru. Circa 1995.


"So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay."

- Robert Frost, "
Nothing Gold Can Stay"