Tag: tudung

  • Raja Ema Selesa Status Imej Bertidung, Bukan Berhijab

    Raja Ema Selesa Status Imej Bertidung, Bukan Berhijab

    PETALING JAYA: Pelakon mapan, Raja Ema kini tampil manis dengan imej bertudung.

    Namun, Raja Ema yang juga seorang penyayi, berasa tidak selesa dikatakan sebagai sudah berhijab, lapor Utusan Online.

    Menurut beliau, berhijab membawa maksud menutup segala kecantikan daripada tatapan umum serta mematuhi sepenuhnya hukum syariah dan sebaliknya lebih senang dengan status bertudung.

    “Terlalu besar status berhijab itu untuk digalas sedangkan saya baru sahaja berjinak-jinak memakai tudung. Banyak lagi yang perlu dipelajari,” katanya ketika ditemui Utusan hari ini (12 Ogos).

    Raja Ema juga menambah bahawa beliau tidak bimbang tentang tawaran berlakon yang terbatas setelah bertudung kerana yakin dengan rezeki yang ditentukan Allah.

    “Kalau tak ada rezeki berlakon, Alhamdulillah saya ada pendapatan sampingan melalui perniagaan yang dijalankan,” jelasnya yang baru sahaja selesai penggambaran drama Meh Sandar Padaku yang turut dilakonkan oleh anak kelahiran Singapura, Alif Aziz, lapor Utusan.

    Source: http://berita.mediacorp.sg

  • Siapa Kata Wanita Tidak Boleh Race Motor?

    Siapa Kata Wanita Tidak Boleh Race Motor?

    Penglibatan wanita di dalam Kejuaraan Cub Prix AAM Malaysia PETRONAS 2016 bukanlah hanya terbatas kepada gadis litar yang memayungi para pelumba di grid permulaan sahaja. Semakin hari sukan yang dahulunya dimonopoli oleh lelaki ini semakin diterap oleh penglibatan penunggang wanita yang kini mampu diterima ramai akan kemampuan mereka.

    Kejuaraan Cub Prix AAM Malaysia PETRONAS musim 2016 ini menyaksikan pertambahan kepadaningkatan jumlah penunggang wanita kepada empat berbanding hanya dua pada musim lepas. Siti Norafizah Mohamad, Siti Fatimah Husna Muslim, Nasha Edziera Bahauddin dan Nuraina Halisya Hamirudin, kini dapat disaksikan beraksi dalam kelas perlumbaan terbuka.

    Mungkin ramai pembaca lebih biasa mendengan nama Fifie atau  Siti Norafizah yang telah mula beraksi dalam kejuaraan Cub Prix sejak tahun 2011. Fifie yang kini berusia 21 tahun telah berjaya menggugat kemampuan pelumba lelaki sejak mula berkecimpung dalam kategori Wira dan beralih ke kelas Pro-AM. Fifie kini menunggang untuk pasukan BHPetro Dash Tabuan Racing dalam kelas CP115 bermula musim ini.

    Nasha

    Nasha Edziera Bahauddin mula menyertai kejohanan ini sejak penghujung tahun 2009. Bermula dalam kelas Wira, gadis ini beraksi pula dalam kategori Pro-Am dan mampu menaiki dua podium dalam kategori tersebut pada musim lepas.
    Musim kali ini memperlihatkan dua lagi pelumba, Siti Fatimah Husna Muslim dan Nuraina Halisha Hamirudin. Siti Fatimah membawa cabaran pasukan PETRONAS Yamaha-CKJ di dalam kategori CP115 manakala Nuraina pula merupakan pelumba bersendirian dalam kategori Wira.

    Siti Fatimah

    Aina sedang beraksi

    Mungkin satu hari nanti kita kan menyaksikan jejaka litar pula memayungi putri putri litar kita ini……?

     

    Dari kanan: Aina, Nasha, Fatimah dan Fifie

     

    Source: http://careta.my

  • Singaporean In Munich: ‘I’m Scared To Wear My Tudung In Public’

    Singaporean In Munich: ‘I’m Scared To Wear My Tudung In Public’

    Despite the recent terror attacks in Europe and the increasing level of hostility towards Muslims, Singaporean student Maahirah Mohammed has never been afraid to put on her tudung in public.

    That is until last Friday, when an attack happened in Munich, Germany, where she is studying.

    A teenage gunman opened fire at the Olympia shopping centre, killing nine people.

    The mall is just five minutes by train from the flat where Miss Maahirah, 18, and her cousin, Miss Hanim Zaini, 18, have been living for the last 15 months.

    Thankfully, they were on a picnic in the outskirts of the city with a group of friends when the shooting happened at around 6pm (midnight, Singapore time).

    Miss Maahirah told The New Paper in a phone interview on Tuesday that she found out about the incident on Facebook as she was leaving the picnic.

    She said: “I was quite shocked… because Munich is usually a very safe place. I kept thinking, ‘An attack? Here in Munich?’”

    The shooting resulted in a shutdown of the city’s public transport system, leaving thousands stranded in the streets.

    Mrs Norliza Asisi Maurer, 53, a fellow Singaporean at the picnic, dropped the cousins off at a tram station about 10 stops away from their flat, unaware that the trams were not running.

    Miss Maahirah described the situation as confusing at first, and then gradually becoming more chaotic and tense as time passed.

    “The streets were lined with people, and you could feel everyone’s frustration and anxiety,” she said.

    There were also rumours that two other shooters were on the run, which added to the girls’ stress and paranoia.

    The cousins, who both wear the tudung, were trying to figure out how to get home when an old man started yelling as he walked past them.

    “He was pointing at us and shouting in our faces in German about ‘another terrorist attack again’, and cursing refugees and Islam,” said Miss Hanim.

    The man walked away after his outburst and the girls quickly walked in the opposite direction.

    “It was over very quickly, but we were so shocked and embarrassed as his voice was louder than the (din of the) crowd, so everyone was looking at us,” Miss Maahirah added.

    The cousins said this was the second time they had been on the receiving end of anti-Islam sentiments.

    Last year, while Miss Hanim was waiting at a traffic light junction, a woman made a rude gesture at her from across the street and called out anti-Islam comments.

    Miss Maahirah said the shooting was the first time something had happened in Munich so now they are more concerned about their safety.

    She said: “I’m scared of wearing my tudung out in public after getting yelled at like that.”

    Unable to get home after the attack, the teens called Mrs Maurer, who is married to a German national and has been living in Munich for over 20 years. About half an hour later, she picked them up in her car.

    ROADBLOCKS

    But the journey home was not over.

    The roads to their residential area had roadblocks, so they went to Mrs Maurer’s home, which was a 10-minute drive away from the tram station.

    Miss Maahirah and Miss Hanim ended up spending the night there as public transport was unavailable throughout the night. Services only resumed at 4am so the girls returned home the next day.

    Mrs Maurer, who helps her husband run a software company, said: “The locals here are usually very tolerant, and it’s very unfortunate that the girls were on the receiving end of someone’s frustrations.”

    Miss Hanim’s family, who live in Saudi Arabia, frantically tried to reach her when they read about the shooting.

    Her sister, Ms Yasmin Zaini, 22, told TNP: “We had just completed our umrah pilgrimage in Mecca and news of the shooting sent us into panic mode.

    “We couldn’t reach my sister because her phone was off, but we found out that she was safe from Maahirah just a while later.”

    While Miss Maahirah thinks that Munich is still a safe city, much like Singapore, she admitted she would not worry about her safety if such an attack happened in Singapore.

    She said: “I don’t think Singaporeans would be hostile or look at us any differently.”

  • Muslim Mother And Daughter Pair Attacked With Egg Because Of Hijab

    Muslim Mother And Daughter Pair Attacked With Egg Because Of Hijab

    “My mom is the most kindhearted, loving, and selfless person you’ll ever meet. She has a great amount of pride and respect for her religion, culture, and customs.

    The fact that she can’t walk out of her home without feeling safe is sickening.

    Tonight a couple of guys stalked her out of our local Walmart and attacked her with blows to her head and body with eggs.

    The reason they thought it was necessary to attack her and my little sister was because they were wearing a hijab.

    I am at loss for words due to the immense amount of hate that is in this world. No one should have to see their mom broken because of a couple of people having disgusting prejudices about people that do not look like them.”

     

    Source: Muslims of America

  • Eid As A Struggling Single Twenty Something

    Eid As A Struggling Single Twenty Something

    As a child, I used to love celebrating Eid. I dreaded the fasting month of Ramadhan but I looked forward to new clothes, eating scrumptious rendang and ketupat, and of course, for many Asian kids – the collection of green packets filled with dollar dollar bills. Apart from visiting close relatives on the first day of Eid, you get to spend another day in Syawal with your closest friends from school visiting their houses.

    It was kinda cool to bring your friends over when you were ten years old, dressed in the traditional baju kurung going around the neighbourhood and coming home at the end of the day with your bag bursting with green packets. You would know which house gave the envelope, and if you get at least $5 from that house, you’re definitely going back there again the year after.

    As I grew older, however, the enjoyment of Eid started to fade away. At fifteen, I despised celebrating Eidulfitri. Eidulftri would be torturous for me since I had to appeased my newly divorced parents – I couldn’t spend more than 2 hours at my dad’s place or I’ll never hear the end of my mum’s wrath. My sisters were busy with their own families, making sure they visit the in-laws before making their way to my mum’s. And for some reason, you start not liking your relatives. I remember bursting out at my sister for coming so late int the afternoon and my make up was already ruined from the frustration of waiting around. The first day of Eid as a hormonal teenager was basically me playing the waiting game.

    Eid started to change as I entered my twenties. While it was still as boring as when I was a teenager, I began to prepare the house the house willingly. I bought flowers, new cushion covers, and occasionally curtains to slowly make the house into a home. I volunteered help in the kitchen, making sure I picked up my mum’s recipes to her signature Eid dishes and perfecting them. I made cookies and sweet treats to offer to the guests coming over to my place and made sure there were all sorts of drinks available for them.

    As much as I wish Eid is better now as I enter my mid-twenties, I realised that an awkward Eid is a common predicament between peers of my age. Perhaps it’s the having to part with copious amounts of money during the festive period – spending for the house and family, green packets for the little ones, awkward conversations with aunts and uncles who seem to nitpick on every aspect of your life. Or maybe it has got to do with spending Eid as a single woman, wondering when you’d be able to prepare for Eid excitedly for your kids and husband. Whatever the reason is, Eid as a struggling single twenty something is just plain boring.

    I make do with baking cookies, cakes and occasionally help my mum prepare the traditional dishes we feast on the morning of Eid. House chores like literally scrubbing the floors get my mind off the fact that each Eid is the same as before – lonesome and boring. I try getting away from celebrating Eid by going to work, but I feel bad for my mum. Though to be honest, I’m quite happy working while everyone else celebrates.

    One day, I’ll wake up on the morning of Eid excited to head to the mosque, dress my family up and head out for the rounds of visiting. One day, I’ll learn to appreciate the merry-making and spamming of family photos on Facebook and Instagram. One day, I’ll teach my daughter how to prepare the raya dishes and get my son to wash the windows and fix the curtains up. One day, I’ll be on my knees on the morning of Eid, with my head buried in my husband’s hand, asking for forgiveness and perhaps shedding a tear or two.

    One day, that happy family portrait of mine will be hung on my wall just in time for Eid.

    For now, I’ll be contented with spending the morning of Eid at home, with a cup of coffee and a bowl of lontong, watching reruns of Bujang Lapok on the telly with my three cats.

    Eid Mubarak everyone.

     

    Source: https://sharmeee.com