A Day in Surau

To me, a surau should be a peaceful place for a person to do their prayers. That explains why I am always late to do my Zohor prayers. It is for the reason that, at 3pm and above not much left people lepaking in the surau.

However, a day before yesterday, I had no choice but to perform my Zohor prayers at roughly 2pm. The surau was filled with people sitting around and chatting. I was not trying to eavesdrop, but they were all talking aloud like nobody’s business thus I tend to hear the conversation. I was waiting to take my wuduk, when one of them started to tell stories about her love life. She told her friends that she dated ‘Ramli MS’ and now, she is on the verge of trying to get to know ‘Sham Kamikaze’ from ‘Ramli MS’. And, the tale goes on and on.

By then, I have finished taken my wuduk and I am ready to do my prayers. The Narrator seems to be enjoying in sharing her extra-ordinary story. I tried my best to concentrate and to be khusyuk for my prayers. I succeeded. However, the doa time, I find it really hard to concentrate when they all started to become noisier and having big laughs in between. I was really bothered.

I just find it difficult to understand, she is there to pray as well as to share her happening life partying and so forth in the surau. She talks as if she was proud with what she was doing. I mean, I am not that good either, but I would at least save the show off story at some other time at more suitable place?

Anyways, I am outrage because I needed a quiet place so that I could devout myself to GOD.