more of it?

meeting ustazah As was one hell of a dramatic moment. i told teacher R not to mention me at the ma'had, but somehow the word got around. AH's presence was a TOTAL surprise to everyone (except me maybe?) so yeah, it was real dramatic. ;p

when we saw her (even before i salam n hugged her), saaro dumu'i non-stop. it was pretty annoying, but it cant be helped. i knew this was the "balik kampung" moments.

uncle once asked aH "apa yg ada kat yemen ni that made u come back for the second time?" she casually answered "the smell and the air here". the hidden meaning of it i could not grab, but i knew that the air there is unique. it's just different.

me? what made me want to come back again? shopping could be a factor, the rehlahs and places may also be the reason. but looking back, i now see that it is because of the people i long to be there again.

becoz of time constraints and dont know where to find her, i didnt have the chance to see ustazah N, the most wonderful hafazan teacher i have ever had in my whole life. as her name speaks for it, she's one of those rare persons whom i've met who has nur glowing in her, masyaAllah.

almost everytime i have someone checking my qur'an reading, my mind will jog back to the times when she was there in front of me. sometimes baca a'uzhubillah pun kne ulang 10 kali, or nak tercabut tekak trying to improve my makhraj. she notices those tiny2 mistakes that i make, sampai my mushaf penuh with tiny circles and highlights here and there.

again, bcoz of time constraints, we didnt have the chance to actually sit back and chat with aunty. time passed so fast, plus the range of unexpected plans that came up. we thank you aunty for being so understanding and patient with us.

i would strongly say that it is because of these people, i could once call yemen my home. em. that would very much include the two FAs too ^__^