The Oath of a Muslim Physician..

Hippocratic Oath: traditionally taken by doctors swearing to ethically practice medicine. but, have u ever heard about The Oath of a Muslim Physician?? This oath is the modified version of the Hippocratic oath;

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful
Praise be to Allah, the Sustainer of His Creation, the All-Knowing
Glory be to him, the Eternal, the All-Pervading
O Allah, Thou art the only Healer,
I serve none but Thee, and, as the instrument of
Thy Will, I commit myself to Thee
I render this Oath in Thy Holy Name and I undertake:
• To be the instrument of Thy Will and Mercy, and, in all humbleness, to exercise justice, love and compassion for all Thy Creation;
• To extend my hand of service to one and all, to the rich and to the poor, to friend and foe alike, regardless of race, religion or colour;
• To hold human life as precious and sacred, and to protect and honour it at all times and under all circumstances in accordance with Thy Law;
• To do my utmost to alleviate pain and misery, and to comfort and counsel human beings in sickness and in anxiety;
• To respect the confidence and guard the secrets of all patients;
• To maintain the dignity of health care, and to honour the teachers, students, and members of my profession;
• To strive in the pursuit of knowledge in Thy name for the benefit of mankind, and to uphold human honour and dignity;
• To acquire the courage to admit my mistakes, mend my ways and to forgive the wrongs of others;
• To be ever-conscious of my duty to Allah and His Messenger (S.A.W), and to follow the precepts of Islam in private and in public.
O Allah, grant me the strength, patience and dedication to adhere to this Oath at all times.

Lari dari mulut jerung masuk dalam mulut buaya!

Anologi berkesan??

Bagi mereka yang tidak memahami peribahasa ini, mereka ingat diriku ini buaya..

APAKAH???

Sesengguhnya binatang reptilia itu takde kena mengena dengan kisah yang berlaku kepadaku ini.

Ku pulang ke Kelantan kerana lari daripada H1N1.. (inilah jerungnya). Ku fikir ku akan selamat tanpa sebarang jangkitan di sini.


macamnilah mataku hari ni

Tapi apakan daya.. Malang tidak berbau. Mataku pula dijangkiti penyakit mata yang boleh tahan seriusnye. Perkara ini sememangnye dalam jangkaanku tatkala hampir semua orang dalam rumah ini sudah dijangkiti "epidemic" ni. (inilah buayanya)

"Welcome to the club. Nah amek ubat mata ni, titik 3 titik dalam mata," kata ayahku dengan senyuman yang cukup sinis. Terima je lah ujian ini dengan hati terbuka.


Ubat mata..

Baru ingat nak keluar dating ngan kawan-kawan lama. Dah tak boleh takut-takut sakit mata ni jadi pandemic pulakkan....

Satu wabak, sebuah percutian, satu kembara, sebuah perjalanan, satu kepulangan!!!

Kepulangan seorang pelajar bertopeng...

"NOTIS PERINTAH PENUTUPAN PREMIS: KOLEJ MARA BANTING"
Notis merah KKM tertampal di pintu kaca lut sinar admin office KMB.. perasaan ini bercampur baur.. perlukah berasa sedih? takut? ataupun gembira??!!
apa-pun cuti tetap cuti!! Terima kasih H1N1 kerana memberi peluang kepadaku untuk pulang ke negeri Cik Siti Wan Kembang.

Tarikh yang tertera pada tiket basku 1 ogos 2009. Tidak terlintas dalam fikiran ini bahawa Kuala Lumpur akan sesak pada tarikh ini semasa membeli tiket. "aiseyman, esok ada demo anti ISA la. polis dah buat roadblock semua jalan," kata pakcik aku. mcm mana nak gi stesen putra plak ni?? hati kecilku bertanya.Naik moto je la.. "Aduh.. dah la aku nak bawak beg besaq," protesku dalam diam. terpaksalah di scale downkan barang-barangku. Hanya beg sandang kepunyaan Mamiti dan beg laptopku yang dibawa pulang.. selamat tinggal buku course campanionku.. tinggalah dikau di rumah makcik ku selama seminggu ya!!

Perjalananku ke stesen Putra menaiki motosikal bersesaran 130 cc, menempuh kesesakan lalu lintas luar biasa Kuala Lumpur. Kesesakan ini agak istemewa sedikit kerana ia disebabkan oleh polis yang melakukan roadblock bagi menghalang demonstrasi anti ISA. Wah, demonstrasi belum mula lagi, tapi kawalan sudah cukup ketat. Sungguh cekap pasukan polis negara kita. Tahniah diucapkan. I wonder di manakah kecekapan ini dalam menyelesaikan kes-kes jenayah seperti penculikan Nurin? Namun, pihak polis telah banyak berjaya menyelesaikan kes-kes jenayah berat.



"Mamumur, kalau nak tinggal lupi sorang kat sini(Putra) pun boleyh!" kataku tatkala tiba di Putra. So, ditinggalkan ku keseorangan di stesen Putra dalam lautan manusia menunggu bas Transnasional bernombor 910 ke Kota Bharu. Oleh sebab tiba sejam awal, novel Vixen 03 karya Clive Cussler menjadi peneman setiaku. Tatkala ku membaca, banyak mata tertumpu ke arahku. Mengapa ya?? Tak pernah lihat orang pakai mask ke? Atau mereka takut aku membawa virus H1N1?

"Kenapalah mamat hensem ni pakai mask? Malu nak tunjuk muka hensem ke?" Mungkin itulah yang difikir mereka.


buku Vixen 03 memang best!!

Tidak seperti Akmal Hayat yang kurang bernasib baik kerana basnya lewat tiba, basku pula tipa sharp on time. Jangan jeolous Mal!!

Sekali lagi nasibku kurang baik (agaknye la) apabila menaiki bas. Mendapat tempat duduk di sebelah seorang perempuan merupakan worst case scenario bagiku dalam sebuah perjalanan bas (seriously). Apa taknya, ku terpaksa mengawal kedudukan badanku sepanjang masa bagi mengelakkan kepalaku atau mana-mana bahagian badanku mendarat di atas bahunya. SUNGGUH TAK SELESA!! 6 jam Peripheral Nervous System & Central Nervous Systemku berkerja dalam sinkro yang cukup mantap bagi mengawal posisi badanku walaupun semasa mataku terlelap dalam masa 30 saat. Ulang sekali: SUNGGUH TAK SELESA!!! Jangan ingat kami lelaki suka apabila ada perempuan duduk di sebelah kami!!!

3.50 pm: Bas kini melalui Manek Urai yang pada hari lahirku menjadi medan pertanrungan antara parti pemerintah di kelantan dan parti pemerintah pusat. Nampaknya, poster-poster pilihanraya kecil masih lagi belum ditanggalkan. Terasa bahang pilihanraya masih membara. "Semeta lagi jah nok sapa ni," itulah perkataan pertamaku dalam dialek kelate selepas melepasi sempadan Kelantan-Pahang. (maksudnye: sekejap lagi nak tiba).

Hujan renyai-renyai menyambut kepulanganku ke Kuala Krai. Ayahku bersama adikku menjemputku. Mereka terkejut melihat mask terlekat di muka ku. "haha.. padan muka H1N1," nak kena budak Khair ni. Tugasan pertama apabila tiba ialah menghantar adikku ke kelas tuisyen mereka. Apalah nasib badan.

Namun, sebelum melaksanakan tugasan tersebut aku menjamah nasi minyak masakan ummi tercintaku. Sedapnya!!! dah 1 bulan 19 hari lidah ini tidak merasa masakan ummi. 4 kali aku menambah.. Nasi minyak DS yang orang claim best pun tak boleh lawan. (sori makcik DS!!)


Nasi minyak ummi still dalam rice cooker... yum3...

PDK Teluk Panglima Garang; Great Mixture of Creative, Action, Service (CAS)

PDK Teluk Panglima Garang, Klang.

Wow!! Time flies by so fast. I’ve never realised that I have finally finished all the visits with success. To be honest, I was lucky to be given this once in a lifetime chance to visit PDK Teluk Panglima Garang. Thanks to the MARA College Banting administration especially the CAS Co-ordinator, Mr. Abdul Latif for providing me with the path to grab this splendid opportunity.


Some of the trainees there.

At first, I was very reluctant to visit the PDK, thinking that the visit is just a waste of time. However, when I first set my foot on the soil of the PDK, I was warmly welcomed by the trainees and the teachers there. In a blink of eye, my perception about the visit had changed. During the first visit, I had realised that there were lot to gain from the visits. This is true. I did learn a lot, the lessons which I will never learn in classroom or from any textbook.


Let's play ultimate frisbee..!!

First of all, I learned that we must always be grateful to the god for creating us as perfect as we are. However, we must not forget the people who are not as lucky as we are. Besides, we must always treat them the same way as we treat normal people, if not possible more attention. It is undeniable that mingling and doing activities with the trainees require a lot of patience. Yes, they sometime push my patience to the limit. For example, I was once punched and slapped on my face by one of the trainees. But, I always remind myself about their disabilities. Anyway, I am glad that he did it because I will never have the chance again to be slapped and hit by a disabled kid!!



Ikmal, the only boy that dare to spit on my face

The most important experience that I have learnt from External CAS activities are friendship and spirit of cooperation. Two of the members of my team are my classmates while the rest are from other classes. If it were not for this, we will not be as close as now. We planned and carried out activities together. Although sometimes we did not see eye to eye, we always respect the opinion given by each of the members.

I must confess that special bond has been developed between me and the trainees there. Effort and consideration should be made to allow this bond that has developed to not rot, but instead to further strengthen and tighten eternally.

Class Based CAS M08H & M08F

What happens when a delegation of KMB students cross paths with a group of young orphans from Darul Fuqaha? The air burst with excitement and paths were diverted over the next 3 days. Maybe it was fate, but such fortunate tidings will not and should not be allowed to be laid to waste. Effort and consideration should be made to allow this bond that has developed to not rot, but instead to strengthen and tighten.

Right after arriving at our destination, Dusun Eco Resort.

The story begin when we arrived there, getting ready for our greatest adventure. We divided ourselves into groups following our respective tent-mates. Setting up the tent was not the hard part, but it was venturing into the forest looking for firewood was the real task. Just as soon the tent was set up and firewood collected, the gear up for our first activity in the schedule, jungle trekking.

Taking a brief rest after walking for 4 km..

The session was headed by one of the local ranger who looked fierce at first sight. As we move inside the green forest, we finally got to know the real beauty of nature we all had been missing out all this while. Where on earth could we see trees growing happily, birds chirping merrily, flowers blossoming blissfully in the big city like Banting? Our legs were at the dying state as we got out the forest. Everyone was relieved that we manage to get through this in one piece.Quadruplet of M08H

Next in the tightly-pack schedule was preparing dinner. Each team was given a can of sardines, two eggs and a box of matches. This is the ultimate challenge, considering that if a team didn’t manage to start a fire, they will starve through the cold night. Eventhough it was not just the same as home, our hunger has come on top and we end up by eating a simple dish.

Mirul cutting woods..

That night, the ice-breaking session was on course. It was conducted by me accompanied by my few comrades namely Marni, Jiha and Dayana.We put up a pretty awesome teamwork and everybody was in cloud nine. That night was the first time ever that the teammates get to know each other.

On the second day, it was all about pure enjoyment and thrills. First one on the list was river-rafting. The ranger simply briefs us about the basic needs in constructing a solid-concrete raft. Ding!!!The clock was started. 30 minutes was all the time given for the teams to came up with their floating bamboos. In a nick, it was complete. This was the moment of truth to see whether our raft can float or sink into the abyss like the infamous Titanic. At the end of the day, we didn’t care much of whose raft was the ultimate floating invention, but it was about the laugher we shared as we splashed and soaked each other.

The raft must be tied tightly..

The finished product...

The amazing day continues with us embarking on the 100 feet suspension bridge. The bridge to nowhere was death-defying memorable experience for all of us. It was like walking on a piece of thread over an ocean of flame. The bridge finally lead us to a small waiting hut on top of the hill which turns out to be the starting point of the jaw-dropping “flying fox”. Only those with an iron heart could dare to take this challenge.

The suspension bridge..

Syazwan & Nelson before flying like a fox (maybe they are fox!!)

We wrap up the second day with a nice barbeque meal at the camping site. The participants were first entertained by a few wonderful performances. The orphans didn’t miss out their chance to show their hidden talent by performing a nashyid song. The spotlight was on a group of M08H bachelors led by multi-talented guitarist, Nelson Birly specially imported from Sipitang Sabah.

On our final day of the camping trip, we pack our things to get back home. It was an emotional moment considering the bonds that was built between the college students and the orphanage

during the few last days.

M08F+M08H(gentlemen only)

M08F+M08H+Darul Fuqaha Students

We are looking forward to a memorable experience with a few lessons to be learned from this whole programme. Lastly, all the skills acquired during the course of this camping trip can be useful and beneficial in any way possible for all the participants involved.