The Original Juice

Sunday, 6th Nov 2011

Tufeil and I missed out the prayers by minutes. So, instead, my parents brought us to see the sheeps and lambs at Darul Makmur Mosque and Sembawang Malay Settlement Mosque. The latter is sooo deep in the jungle and the Kampung house-turned-mosque is sooo authentic you felt transported into a period Malay drama. Unfortunately, I was too engrossed at feeding the sheeps leaves in between holding Tufeil's hands and my own skirt that I didn't manage to snap any pictures...

But here's how our day went ...

Darul Makmur The sheeps barricaded at the side of the building. Some were drinking the water from the aircon, some were biting the wires!

Huddled together as though they needed hugs before the slaughter

The slaughter-house

We proceeded to Nenek Jah and Atok Tajul's house (My sister's parents in law) for breakfast with yet another mini birthday celebration for Sophia

Tufeil followed the birthday song

Tufeil and the birthday girl

"Atok, Tufeil nak ice cream"

*Ahhhhhm*

*YUUUUMMMM*

Colouring session

Tufeil got Spongebob!

Afterwards, we went to my paternal aunt's place where there were two bigger girls, Tufeil's 2nd cousins. The kids enjoyed themselves playing at the balcony. I tell you, children are very oblivious to heat and cold when they are hard at play!

I'd like to tell you that my first two Ramadhan nights have been fruitful. But that would be lying.

Somebody's screenshot of the game

When we woke up, I tried to feed Tufeil but he had no appetite. He asked to watch some cows and we happily played game again. I finally managed to get him to eat Mashed potatoes with sausage after which, he wanted to sleep again! Woohoo more time for me....

I urged him to eat some more when he woke up an hour later. I made his favourite nutella sandwich. It certainly tested my faith bcos it happens to be my favourite too. LOL. While he ate, I let him watch TV and I dozed off on and off ... until 6pm, when i told myself, "Enough is enough!", pulled myself together and cleaned up and prepared for break fast.

What a total waste of the day when I could have been reaping rewards doing good deeds. I know. I'm ashamed of myself. I pity my soul self.

(That's not to say I did not sleep smiling that night)

Fri the 13th or 3rd of Ramadhan was my first day of fast.

What can I say but soooooo glad that it was a friday. Just one day of work before the weekend hits because I was sooooooooooooooooooooo super duper sleepyyyyyyyyyy.

The day started like this:

I woke up at 5am for sahur. We were shocked out of our body when we suddenly saw Tufeil out of the room door and crying towards me. I lost 15min of precious eating time putting him back to sleep. Only to have him wake up not 30min later and refusing to let me go for the next hour. And he woke up when I had to get dressed for work.

But I'm also glad to report that the hunger pang was not-existent. My tummy behaved better when I'm fasting than when I'm not. Just the day before I was eating lunch and snacks in between but it was still grumbling needing to be fed. LOL. PLUS having guzzled a litre of water in the morning, and kept my mouth closed mostly, I was not thirsty.

I DID take an hour nap during "lunch time". It was great. I was even armed with jacket PLUS shawl cos when you're fasting, you just lose body heat.

Milk supply maintained at 120ml. I had to pump twice at 12nn and at 5pm just before clocking out.

At maghrib, I barely got to eat at the stroke of azan because Tufeil was asking for more and more food. Made a mental note to start feeding him first BEFORE 7.16pm.

Time was just flying all over the place. By the time we finished eating and praying and cleaning up, it was almost 8.30pm. Then put Tufeil down to sleep, isya' and everything.. I find myself in bed past 11pm. THAT'S SUPER LATE by my standard. I think this week I really hafta let go of Hell's Kitchen and hit the sack by 9.30 or 10pm LATEST!

The one that says I'm Fat, or the one that says I'm not fat bordering on thin. BUWAHAHAHAH

Well how about this....

Covering Your Aurah leads to rape! or the obvious Revealing clothes lead to sexual crime.

I was very shocked when this non-muslim friend of mine offered this view. Before that, she was asking me why do i cover myself. and i said to preserve decency mah. She did not agree. She said pple with little clothes on, there's nothing much left to the imagination. But with baggy clothes being such a teaser, men might not be able to take it and just wanna rip it off and see what's hidden underneath.

Hmmm I don't know. I'm not quite convinced. What say you?

Speaking of Spirituality.... I feel lost.

I envy those who are seriously down to earth, and remorseful for their tiny tiny sins, who are sincerely grateful to Allah for their blessings. I'm amazed by those who are convinced the "bad" is good for you.

I havent been a good muslim of late. Yes i pray 5x a day. Yes i cover my head. But how's the quality of my prayers? I complete a 4 rakaah prayer in under 5min. with no proper, sincere doa afterwards.

Then how are the clothings i put on? I've been buying "modern" clothes recently.

When my son is sick, I pray to Allah to heal him. Did i thank Him when he got better?

Mostly I'm just lazy and uninspired! Many a times i plan to read the Qur'an... and then other things come up and i dismissed my intentions with those excuses like... Tufeil's asleep already... bla bla bla...

Is my heart too black now that i just fail to appreciate and glorify the Creator?

I dont want to have something terribly bad happen to make me realize. I don't want it to be too late. For the lord knows i do believe in the Hereafter. But how do i change my attitude in practising religion?

Ok this year, finding the right outfit for our Eid celebration will be a real challenge yet!

Alhamdulillah, i have completed 3 days of Fast. But i hafta tell you it's not easy.

Every minute, im thinking about food. And then i summon imaginary stomach cramp to qualify for break fast. LOL

Oklah maybe im not so much hungry as im thirsty!! It's worst when my nose is blocked and i lose moisture when i hafta breathe thru my mouth. Yucks.

The most trying part is the lethargy. For the past 2 days, i've been taking 1hr nap during lunch, so i feel a bit energised when i wake up and forgot about the hunger pang that occurs from 10am. LOL When Asr comes, i would be jumping for joy already cos its almost knock off time = near reaching home time = near breaking fast time!! haha I've been counting down the hour with my sister online each time.

In the house, it is considered unlawful to not fast even when you have the perfect excuse not to ie pregnant. Of course lah its better to do it and gain the thawab also so i wont hafta repay so much later on but in islam, there are also .... i cant remember whats the Arabic term right now, but something to mean laws to ease the burden of Muslims. It's there to make our life simpler and not begrudge the practitioners into retaliation = sins. Besides, La Ikraha Fid Deen.

Sighh... In any case im trying my best lah. See until when i can cope.

I salute pple who look forward to Ramadhan and declare as much. Because for me, a person who LOVES food and sleep, its tough, esp the waking up at 5am part. Even then, i just wake up to eat, dont even hafta cook. Can't imagine how it is when i hafta do my own cooking. CRY CRY

But of course we look forward to the multiplying of virtues for every lil bit of good deeds u do. I also look forward to the $ saved from not having lunch. Altho i tend to spend almost $10 at the bazaar!!! Cannot go often!

Hahah my points are all over the place.

Oh yeah another thing is, every Ramadhan, i make it a point to clean my wardrobe for the impending Eid. Which doesnt make sense if i tire easily in this month, right? But it must be done! YEah! *psyching myself*

Can't wait for the weekend to go to Geylang! Food! Oh Glorious Food!

Everytime i give Zubair the What-if-u-die-tmrw speech when im reminding him for prayers and what nots, he would, most of the time say:

If Ammi hears what you said, she will really scold you

It's tragic that the boys lost their father at such a tender age. So the mention of DEATH is really taboo in their house now. Which is also tragic.


Wasn't it supposed to work the other way around? Precisely because you've experienced death of a loved one so young that make you realise how precious and fragile life is? So much so that we shouldn't waste it playing around too much?


Alhamdulillah all my family are still alive and i was blessed not to have suffered such a trauma. The only death i've known is of my paternal grandparents who were very old and sick and whom we werent particularly close with. So unfortunately, i dont know the meaning of loss yet. To be drawn to piety by death.


This entry came about after reading Frust Korner's, She quoted a Harun Yahya's book called Death Resurrection Hell

"The majority of people avoid thinking about death. It never occurs to them that this absolute end will befall them one day. They harbour the superstitious belief that if they avoid the thought of it, that will make them immune from death."

Shamefully, i hafta admit that im in that so called majority.


I totally Echo what she said that everytime we managed to inch nearer, we withdraw 2 inches back somehow.......

I suppose it helps than i dont wear the ghostly white traditional gear called the Telekung:

I cant help feeling guilty and misusing the staircase.

Im afraid if one of them would complain sooner or later and we all would be banned from praying there.

I entertained a fantasy that the guards would offer an alternative, more proper place to pray.. but FAT CHANCE!

I dont know.. But somehow i felt my spirits a bit elated when i read Laila's Thoughts & Tips about how she prayed at her sch's Computer Lab

1. Fly to Pakistan
2. Master cooking skills
3. Master baby skills
4. Continue my studies
5. Perform Haj in what to be the last yr it will fall in Dec! Until the next 30yrs or so that is.
6. Have a baby
7. Fluent in Urdu. or at least manageable lah right.
8. Read more inspirational books
9. Go for more courses under company

My Studies.

As i get very encouraging comments about my Acturial pursuit, i tot, what the hell?, just cont my studies. I have paid it already. Even if i dont continue, i still hafta pay (unless i go thru the taxing legal procedure ergh). Hopefully, if Zubair's got that Bike license already, he can ferry me to n fro. i WILL do it. i WILL get that degree!!

Haj.

My parents are going. The musafir (traveller) rate is SGD6,500 per person. Frankly, i dont know how i will ever make it there. But i leave it to Allah to arrange it for me. Its not just the money... but what if i'd be heavily pregnant by then? Am i fit enough to do all those? My exams would be around that period.

As a young girl, i've always tot its scary to go there bcos of the frequent stampedes in the crowd. I've always imagined that i'd do Umrah first to get the feel of things before going for Haj.

I changed my mind after reading Ahmad Thompson's The Difficult Journey. I realised that you will only appreciate it if u faced difficulties trying to get something. Besides, the author also described how he felt overwhelmed by the Greatness and Beauty of Islam, of Allah when he saw the amount of pple gathering at one place in the name of the lord! to praise him. Doing Umrah first when its not packed, would somehow decrease the nikmat of seeing the Kaabah, the house of Allah, for the first time.

Why i NEED to do it this yr is because i would wanna go to Saudi in winter... when the weather is tolerable. I dont think i can bear to wait 30 odd years for Haj season to reach winter time again. Im afraid the feeling would be lost!

Urdu

Should i attend some courses? Buy some more CDs? Online learning? I hope to buy a pictionary or something when i visit there to help build my vocab. And need to practise constructing sentences!

The best of luck to all in achieving their targets for this yr. May it all be smooth sailing.

Ever since i started to tutor my cousins for Arabic, Islamic studies and whatever they learn in "Sunday School", im faced with some sticky situations, when i don;t know what to tell them.

1. Fatihah when Masbuq

Their book says that if a follower follows the Imam in prayer from the start, he/she has to finish his/her Fatihah in each rakaat, but that if he joins in mid prayer, it is OK to not be able to finish the Fatihah.

However, I share the same opinion as Ustaz Abdurrahman. He said that an Imam is the Leader. He LEADS the prayer and he complements or completes our Fatihah or any other dua throughout the Solat. Besides, Allah will listen to what the Leader says and will accept the dua as a Whole with all the followers.

Just like in a basket of durian, 1 is taken out for sample. Of course the seller will pick the BEST one. and with that, the buyer will buy the WHOLE LOT if he's happy with the sample. hai na?

2. NIYYAH or intention

In every chapter of their book of solah, there will be a niyah accompanying it.

Children were trained from decades ago that they hafta memorise and READ these specific Niyahs in ARABIC, no less.

Niyah is about what is in the heart. For eg: you go to the toilet, you open the tap, in your mind you said i wanna take ablution. that's the niyah already. or when you wake up for sahri/sahur, that's niyah for your fast already.

I appreciate that these arabic phrases were GUIDES as to how a niyah could be. But i feel that it should be stressed that it certainly doesnt hafta be in ARABIC bcos Allah The All-KNower understand ALL Language and Knows whatever is in your heart.

There are also certain preachers who stressed that for solat/prayer, the niyah should be read in between the Takbiratul Ihram.

In the rukun/pillars of Solah, Niyah is always first, and u hafta follow the sequence of the pillars!!

3. Dying Hair

I've never thought anything about Dying hair in different colours. It's just like painting henna on ur hands and nails or putting on make up. I dont know why Zubair is so against it and why my cousins asked me that question. Am i missing something here?

But then agian, i totally DON"T GET the Halal logo stamped on boxes of hair colours. Halal to me, is for CONSUMPTION (read: food/drink) not application. Let's say there's alcohol it in, it doesn't make us drunk, does it?

Same goes to perfumes. Even if there's alcohol, you're not actually drinking it. Having said that, i'm NOT in favour of wearing perfumes myself but not because of the alcohol status. But because the smell attracts people esp the opposite gender. My tkae: You can only wear it at home for your husband. However, body lotion, deodorant are OK as they eliminate/prevent/conceal odor while not being too strong smelling.

Ok first of all im gonna say that my hp has gone bonkers. i cldnt take pictures!!! it says it's saving and saved but when i wanna check back says "No more files" It's NOT the memory card problem cause i changed memory card and the problem persists.

Yesterday at 3pm, i got a call from my friend/sister/junior, HUDA. She said she has two tickets to a dinner at Royal Plaza on Scotts that very night but she cldnt make it and wanted to give it away then she thought of me and hubby! It was actually from her aunties who cldnt make it.

So A Night of a Million Deeds is a night to appreciate the SGD1k and above donors of Kampung Siglap Mosque (hereafter known as MKS). And also to sort of inform the donors what they're gonna use the money for. haha.

Thank God i was dressed quite decently (read: office wear) and not some t-shirt kinda wear. But still i felt out of place sey cause the rest were SUPER dressy. Also, actually i was going to my sister's school Lantern Festival celebration but i cancelled out on her so to speak.

The Programme started with cocktails at 6:30pm... i didnt see any cocktail going on so we went and loitered downstairs. We hung out at Mc... then i told Zubair, "I dont think the dinner would start before 8pm, we shld better eat something first" and we bought (do u even need to guess?) large fries!

One of the questions i asked Huda was, "Will it be in English?" She said, "The itinerary in the invitation are all in English.. guess should be English lor..." But Nope it wasn't.. the speeches were all in Malay.. perfect Malay i should add... but the slides are all in English. *shrug* And our friend, Zubair, was bored to death not to mention sustaining his hunger cos i ended up finishing the fries! hahahah

First speech was from Mr Khair Mohd Noh. I tot that he's a fabulous speaker. Not too funny not too serious. Didnt stump a lot and has a rich malay vocabulary and think really fast on his feet.

Then it was Ustaz Firdaus Yahya's turn to give a presentation about Darul Qur'an and their future plans. Basically MKS is the second org in Singapore to start this Tahfiz (memorisation of the Qur'an) program foundation. And they were chosen by MUIS (the Singapore Muslim body) to expand the prog.

Reminiscing, I was the pioneer badge back in 1999! Sadly, i quit in mid 2001 - After 9 juz. i cldnt cope with working life and i had just moved to Woodlands and the commute is terrible! To think that i came out first in the exam amongst 6 other female students.. and that my dad offered to chaffeur me... sighh... i was a lost cause back then. I didnt know what was the priority. I didnt even hafta pay any fees cause i was offered scholarship and i cld have continued in a Tahfiz sch in KL. I was naive. Damn i was naive!

Anyway, it is my wish that if and WHEN i become a housewife, i will pick this up again.

I teared when they showed a video presentation Bcos i realised how much i missed MKS and what a BIG mistake i made. and and and and......... (endless...)

Before the dinner actually starts... (and it was 9pm already).. there was still some award presentation for donors of 5k and above. there were 7 recipients. and there were a total of 13 tables of 10pax..... Do the math!

NOW.. Dinner items from the famous Royal Plaza kitchen (maybe):

1. Fried Rice
2. Moroccan Lamb
3. Braised Beef
4. Fried Baby chicken with rosemary and lemon
5. Broccoli (a total miss)
6. Some fancy named fish called Amellius or something to that effect. (Too many meat already)
7. Soup was cream of asparagus with something. (Took but just a few sips)

I took both lamb and beef. I'm sorry, Zubair, i really can't eat lamb.. its ... DRY lah.. beef tastes better DEFINITELY.

Then there were the usual salad.. mango.. prawn.. salmon... but the dessert... well there were a lot of weird stuffs.. and me not being a choc fan just took the Apply & banana strudel.

Most interestingly and i salute them for doing this: the host said the muslimah go take their food from the buffet table first.. then the muslimin to follow. And We were entertained by a LIVE Qasidah while eating dinner.

Zubair was laughing at me when i was the only one left eating.. enjoying my second helping of the prawn salad (which i took half for him but he was full) while everybody else were paying attention to Ustaz/Dato Haron/Hassan Din giving a speech about Ramadhan.

The closing event was GREAT! in the itinerary it said, "Auctioning of art pieces." i thought God we can leave by the time. But its not any ordinary art pieces... its Arabic words in Arabic calligraphy and the artist did it on the spot! after less than 5min of squiggling on paper, the product was shown to the floor and we all gasped! it is soooooooooooo nice! i caught it on camera but like i said my camera is having a downtime right now.

Auction starts at 250. The first piece - La ilaha illallah went at $300! Second piece - Basmalah sold at $450!! Masya'Allah all these people so generous!!!

I left the place beaming, feeling fuzzy and warm from their good deeds.

and We reached home 11.15pm!

We'll be starting to fast this Thursday and for the first time i'm excited!!

Of course I'm eager for Ramadhan to come so that hopefully our prayers will be answered quicker and more easily.

Other than that, i'm excited because i wanna show Zubair how we "celebrate" Ramadhan and Syawal here in Singapore. I wanna show him our special Ramadhan Bazaar in Geylang.. How festive and noisy it is. Stalls selling all kinds of things from (of course) Food and kuih / cakes to clothes to CARS to nonsense things the non-muslim stalls sell.

I'm looking forward to the Iftar gathering me and my 11 best friends are going for at Nan's LOVE NEST, as she put it. haha Finally all 5 husbands of the gang will get to meet and talk. but unfortunately, i heard some soccer match is on during that time so they'll probably just shut off and glue their eyes to TV. I wonder how Zubair'd adjust to that being not interested in sports himself. heheh

It'd be fun and not to mention SUPER convenient to have a male to help around getting the house ready for Eid. My dad used to be the only male around, he's usually in-charge of clearing and reorganising the store room. Abg Fai... he's always at the mosque, not much opportunity to help. Anyways, Zubair's already assigned to bring down and possibly put up the curtains... and im thinking.. maybe... i shld enrol him to help me to make some kuih (malay cakes/sweets)!!

As for Syawal itself, i can't wait for him to see all my relatives, their houses, how they decorate their house and what they will feed us!

I sincerely hope the 11 best friends will have 1 day of Hari Raya visiting, so that i can introduced the teachers to my husband as non of them could make it on my wedding day. I did see Ustazah Hadibah at Azma's wedding too and she's seen Zubair.

I've never been to a funeral before. That is if by funeral you mean going to the graveyard and burying the deceased.

I've only attended my own grandparents' (x3) wakes, even then i didnt go to the cemetery. In our family, we feel that girls dont need to go to the cemetery. It's not like we can help with the digging or whatsoever. and we certainly do NOT visit their tombs again annually like some Malay Muslim here do. We strongly believe that our doa/prayers from home from heart is sufficient and WILL be delivered and reach them safely.

The only time i remembered going to the cemetery was when we were collecting donations for our school during Friday prayer and i happened to be stationed at the mosque near there. Then, Y and the rest of us looked out for her brother's resting place. We noticed there were some that were fenced, tiled, ceramicked bla bla bla... our family are very against these "dapur2" or whatever decorations on the Qubr. But i feel growing flowers and plants on it is super marvellous and pleasing to the eye. There is a hadith saying that these dapur2 and weeping/wailing will only burden the dead but that water from plants growing on it will soothe them.

Some 2 years ago, in my previous employment, there was a Chinese adviser in another agency who died after coming home drunk and fallen from maybe 4 or 6 storey high.. i didnt know him so i didnt go to the wake. But everybody else in my agency seems to have gone.. some of the secretaries also..

Tne, earlier this year, my ex-colleague's father (chinese) passed on. Her sister lives just 2 floors up and the wake was held at the nearest multi-purpose hall. I cldn't miss it if i was from the carpark. But i didnt't extend my condolences either... my thoughts were: i didnt know what to do or what to say.. how long to stay.. and just awkwardness lah.. cos i didnt know the deceased.

Just a month ago, my own ex-colleague (chinese) died from drowning. This time i didnt go bcos of transportation, money and i didnt know the family. Can u see the irony? at first i didnt go cos i didnt know the deceased, but when i know the deceased then i dont know the family!

So i asked my Chinese friend, "What do you do at wakes?" she said something like, "nothing. You just go there to mourn the death, to lend ur support to the surviving family, to give money to tide them over the funeral because it costs a lot of money to organise the wake."

I'm very bad at caring for others. i dont know how to show empathy and/or sympathy or whatever.

That time, Zubair and i were talking about Mathieu's party (his wife gave birth to a baby girl). then Zubair said, "Then when we have a party, probably pple won't come also bcos we dont go to pple's." He is also the type who dont go to such events. Habis lah (we're finished..) the karma will definitely come back to us..

But it's not only parties or funeral... its also hospital visits, weddings and so on. i can't help it, i'm not a social person. esp i dont feel comfortable at Kafir's (non-believers) events. im not uncomfortable bcos we dont share the same faith, but more bcos we dont share the same lifestyle.. the food we eat and the drinks we drink are different... our social ettiquettes are different... i wont know what to say or do. it'd be VERY awkward. I tried it once and i felt ill at ease and cldn't wait to go home!

i sometimes feel uncomfortable with my own bestfriends also. So there. im a socially awkward person. HAHAHA

In less than 2 months, our car got hit like 3 times!

First, i hit the right side behind the passenger door after hitting the concrete wall while reversing to park.

Second was my dad's turn to hit the left side while reversing to park also. Well must be balanced what.

Now the third one happened just two days ago. Ayah parked his car in Simei. When they came back to the car a man was loitering about armed with his namecard or whatever. Turned out this guy's lorry hit our right front bumper when he wanted to move out from the lot. He waited for some 10 mins for my dad to return to the car while thinking of what to do.

Guy: Uncle, u think how much are the damage?
Dad: $400?
Guy: Aiyah there goes my savings to get married.

He was visiting his girlfriend. Dad went to the workshop with him, got it accessed at $120 and he paid on the spot.

Now, my dad relayed the story to his supervisor telling him what a noble chap that guy is to have waited for my dad. But the supervisor said, "NO LAH, He's so stupid! Religion teaches us to be good but dont teach us to be smart. Im bad but im clever. I would just cabut (run away from the scene)."

That's not all he even told Ayah, "If u see the buddha's fingers, one is pointed out the rest are to himself. what does it mean? Means u shld never tell the truth all the time" Er... Hello... what has it got to do with anything? And anyways lying is a BIG sin, no matter if its to cover up your freaking flat ass. It will be more embarassing if you were found out later and will make u look like a fool.

Anyways, this supervisor so kecoh (loud) one. He went around doing a poll as to what they'd do if they were in that guy's shoes. as if to emphasize that he's correct that that guy's so stupid.

While i would and did the same ie Cabut, i would still say this guy is a good samaritan who has done the right thing and deserves something in return. May Allah show him the right path for his good deed.

Or it could also be because my father has been a devoted servant thus Allah made this guy took responsibility so as not to burden MY father. Yup i think that's a sane theory.

But what would YOU do if you were in his shoes? Would you say he's a good guy or just plain stupid?

The event is stale but the issue still relevant.

It was a week ago when we went to Orchard for dinner treat by Hidayah.

Before dinner, we went to pray at Royal Plaza's musollah. It being Maghrib, the Imam read aloud. I thought nothing of the Fatihah he read, but the 2nd surah from both rakaats shocked us all! He didn't pronounce it properly, he missed a few words and it was just horrible! To me, it sounded like a typical Malay "pak turut" kinda reading, ie he doesnt know how to read the arabic word but just memorise from listening. Malay being Malay and NOT a native Arab, OF COURSE they cant get it right without actually learning to READ the scripture.

After Salam, Zihah gave a "HUH???" look. we discussed whether we should've come out from that solat with that imam, though we didn't. We reached a conclusion that because we didnt know he was like that, it was forgiveable.

Azma raised an interesting Question, "How could he volunteer himself or accept the invitation to be the Imam?" I could think of 3 possible reasons:

1. He didnt know he's NOT reading it RIGHT
2. Nobody else volunteered
3. Nobody else is better than him.

I had the chance to ask the hubby who was there. i asked how did that guy become the Imam? Zubair reported that after the Azan, somebody nudged that guy to be the Imam. The Imam actually asked other pple incl Zubair if they wanna come up and lead the prayer. Before Zubair could walk up, the Imam turned around and started already.

I wldn't say Zubair's reading is perfect but i MUST say its doubly much BETTER than that Imam!! GRRR

Well.. in any case, i hope that somebody will guide that guy to better reading. Ameen.