Inspiring Merdeka Night!

I was baking some 'Merdeka' chocolate chip cookies alone in my grandma's kitchen. Who says nobody bakes cookies during Hari Raya and on Merdeka Night? :P In order to kill time while waiting for the cookies to bake, more than ten trays, no joke! And not to let it burn of course, I brought my laptop into the kitchen, to browse internet while baking, multi-tasking I may say :P Anyways, lucky me, my friend shared this blog link on her Facebook. The blog that she shared belongs to the famous writer, Paulo Coelho. As I scroll down topics in his forum, I find this topic really caught my attention - The Most Beautiful Story. Out of 767 responses, well I didn't read the whole responses obviously :P, nevertheless, I managed to 'easily' digest this two responses :) Anyways, go ahead and read the rest of the responses yourself :) Let's all be uplifted! Let's be inspired together!

L

August 3, 2011 at 5:14 pm

I found this story, when I was looking for inspirational stories. I really like it. :)

Good Luck? Bad Luck? Who Knows?

There is a Chinese story of an old farmer who had an old horse for tilling his fields. One day the horse escaped into the hills and, when all the farmer’s neighbors sympathized with the old man over his bad luck, the farmer replied, ‘Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?’
A week later the horse returned with a herd of wild horses from the hills and this time the neighbors congratulated the farmer on his good luck. His reply was, ‘Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?’
Then, when the farmer’s son was attempted to tame one of the wild horses, he fell off its back and broke his leg. Everyone thought this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only reaction was, ‘Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?’
Some weeks later the army marched into the village and conscripted every able-bodied youth they found there. When they saw the farmer’s son with his broken leg they let him off. Now was that good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?

barbara

July 26, 2011 at 3:51 pm

An old Cherokee told his grandson, “My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lies & ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, & truth.” The boy thought about it, and asked, “Grandfather, which wolf wins?” The old man quietly replied, “The one you feed.”

by Kathy Ross Warren

p/s: I copied this quote from his Facebook - To heal our wounds, we need courage to face them :) Selamat Hari Merdeka!

1 Syawal 1432

Ada orang cakap, takbir Aidilfitri di Malaysia mendayu-dayu, tak bersemangat, mengundang hiba dan kesedihan? Owh, really? Let's hear last year's Makkah Eid Takbir....

Well, they kinda sound the same to me. I guess nak rasa sedih atau hiba itu, depends on individual. Some might feel sad that Ramadhan has left them or some might have lost their loved ones. Kemungkinan juga, ada sesetengahnya berasa amat bersyukur, kerana Allah memanjangkan usianya serta memberi peluang untuk bertakbir & meraikan Syawal. Semua subjektif. Wallahua'lam. Apa yang penting, makna di sebalik takbir raya itu. :)

اللَّهُ أَكْبَرُ، اللَّهُ أَكْبَرُ، اللَّهُ أَكْبَرُ، لاَ إِلَهَ إَلاَّ اللهُ وَاللَّهُ أَكْبَرُ، اللَّهُ أَكْبَرُ وَللهِ الْحَمْدُ

اللَّهُ أَكْبَرُ كَبِيرًا، وَالْحَمْدُ لِلَّهِ كَثِيرًا، وَسُبْحَانَ اللَّهِ بُكْرَةً وَأَصِيلاً

لاَ إِلَهَ إَلاَّ اللهُ، وَلاَ نَعْبُدُ إِلاَّ إِيَّاهُ، مُخْلِصِيْنَ لَهُ الدِّيْنَ وَلَوْ كَرِهَ الْكَافِرُوْنَ

لاَ إِلَهَ إَلاَّ اللهُ وَحْدَهُ، صَدَقَ وَعْدَهُ، وَنَصَرَ عَبْدَهُ، وَأَعَزَّ جُنْدَهُ، وَهَزَمَ الْأَحْزَابَ وَحْدَهُ

لاَ إِلَهَ إَلاَّ اللهُ وَاللَّهُ أَكْبَرُ، اللَّهُ أَكْبَرُ وَللهِ الْحَمْدُ

Allah Maha Besar, Allah Maha Besar, Allah Maha Besar, tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah dan Allah jualah yang Maha Besar, Allah Maha Besar dan bagi Allah jualah segala pujian

Allah Maha Besar dengan segala kebesaran-Nya, segala puji tertentu bagi Allah tidak terhingga banyaknya, Maha Suci Allah pada tiap-tiap pagi dan petangnya

Tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah dan kami tidak menyembah melainkan Dia semata-mata dengan mengikhlaskan ibadat kepadanya walaupun dibenci oleh orang-orang kafir.

Tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah Maha Esa, amatlah benar dan tepat janji-Nya, ia telah memenangkan hambanya (Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. ), ia juga telah menguatkan tentera-Nya dan Dialah jua yang telah mengalahkan musuh-musuh Islam yang bergabung dan berbagai-bagai golongan

Tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah dan Allah Maha Besar, Allah Maha Besar dan bagi Allah segala pujian.

p/s: Salam Aidilfitri semua..

Tak Terkawal...

Pagi-pagi sampai ofis, terus cari entry pasal Alif. Tiba-tiba rindu sangat kat dia. And that was the last photo of him that I took. The only entry that he commented. Apalagi......air mata tak terkawal la.... I miss him so much.. Tiba-tiba teringat kat Alif.. I sedekahkan you Al-Fatihah banyak-banyak, babe. Everytime I miss you...I will do that so that I lebih tenang. Tapi pagi ni, air mata ni tak boleh pulak kawal... Adoi. Tak sure orang-orang ni nampak ke tak.. TeTT..

Al-Fatihah for you Alif..

Ramadhan Ada 6 Hari lagi je....

Cepatnya Ramadhan berlalu...tinggal 6 hari je lagi...Bak entry in Pinkjamboo's blog seharusnya kita mempunyai cita-cita mendapatkan lailatul qadar. Tapi sama ada rezeki kita dapat atau tidak, itu semua dengan izin Allah. I would like to share info below. It's from Prof Muhaya Mohamad and I copied it from my sister's FB wall...

1. Jgn bangga berkulit putih kerana kulit terakhir kita - TANAH LIAT
2. Jgn bangga dgn rumah besar kerana rumah terakhir kita - KUBUR
3. Jgn bangga dgn baju mahal kerana baju terakhir kita - KAIN KAFAN
4. Jgn bangga dgn kereta&motor besar,kerana kenderaan kita yg terakhir -KERANDA
5. Jgn bangga dgn Minyak wangi berjenama, kerana wangian kita terakhir - KAPUR BARUS

p/s: tak ada apa di dunia ni aku patut banggakan sangat sebab semua hanya pinjaman dari Allah termasuk nyawaku....

Sokongan Moral...

Ye lah..kawanku berlakon iklan lagi, Untunglah... :)
Dari watak utama jadi sampingan, okey la... :P

Dari diri sendiri tak penah pun masuk iklan kan.. :P

Iklan Raya 2008

Iklan Raya 2011

ProductiveRamadan Animation 11 - Ramadan is the Month of Worship NOT Sleep!

p/s: Thanks to Azwina for sharing the link :)

18 Harkat....

This morning I've received an email from my good friend, she asked me..

cik!

dapat x kuwankkan nada gelak anda?

Huhuhu, agak-agak boleh teka tak gaya percakapan sapa tu? :P Anyways, let me recap a bit on this 'gelak' thingy. Previously before Ramadhan, I've posted in my Facebook status that I would want to 'reduce' the 'decibel' of my laughter. For those who knew me very well, they should know my trademark, my laugh. TETT.. So, hopefully, this Ramadhan, not to say not to laugh at all, but it would be great if I would be able to lower down the tone a.k.a harkat. :) Insyaallah, :)

(Please click on the photo for larger view)

Alhamdulillah, so far I've managed to maintain my 'goal,' dan saya berjaya gelak sesopan yang mungkin... Mungkin disebabkan langkah-langkah 'amaran' yang diletakkan di workstation saya :) Though, some would give positive feedback, some would laugh, some cannot accept that I don't want to laugh 18 harkat anymore, some give sarcastic comments, some said I'm hypocrite, not to laugh like that only in Ramadhan dan dan dan.....It's okay, am just trying my best to change one simple thing during Ramadhan..Dan semoga ia berterusan walaupun selepas Ramadhan. Insyaallah.. So, no heart feelings.... just "senyum...tak perlu kata apa-apa..." :)

The 'warning' sign that I've pasted at my workstation :)

p/s: Semoga saya istiqamah dengan gaya gelak sopan ini. Amin. Insyaallah..

Sihat Sebelum Sakit....

I considered it as my first time in my entire life, to visit sick people during fasting month. I remembered one ustaz mentioned that to visit those who are in hospital is more 'afdal' than doing 'sunat' activity, Wallahua'lam bissawab. Anyhow, I took the opportunity to accompany my friend to visit her friend at General Hospital. "What's his condition?" I asked her. "I'm not too sure, they said he's quite critical." And so, we've arrived at the hospital car park around 9-ish. Then suddenly, my friend received a phone call from her friend updating the condition of her sick friend. "Betul ke tenat? Kurus giler? Tinggal tulang? Dah bertahun-tahun tak jumpa mak dia? Tak ada family member melawat?...." The news, changed my friend's mood and suddenly she felt so weak and didn't have strength, to even get out from the car. So we decided to recite Yasin in the car just to regain back the strength and at the same time to dedicate our recitation to my friend's sick friend. We even prayed, so her friend would be united with his family, especially with his mother.

Alhamdulillah, she managed to gain back her strength, so we proceed to the main lift to the general ward. As we were trying to negotiate with the policeman, to allow all of us to visit the patient though after the visiting hours, we bumped into another friend and he updated the most unexpected news. "Majikan Emee berjaya contact mak dia through JPN, and aku berjaya contact abang dia, Mak dia dah on the way." Alhamdulillah... And we were like, "Ya Allah, doa kami tadi makbul...." Ternyata kebesaran Allah di depan mata dan Allah menjawab doa kami tadi, cash! Moreover, we are now in the month of holy Ramadhan. Allahu Akbar! Anyways, the police allowed us to visit, two person at a time. But somehow, we managed to 'smuggle' all five of us to the ward at one time. The moment I saw him. Am speechless. I couldn't find any words to say at that point of time. Terus teringat kat Alif masa dia terlantar. :( Frankly speaking, I didn't even know him, but something was happening inside my heart. Insaf. And I felt so GRATEFUL.. Grateful to have health now. Grateful to be able to walk, talk, eat, smile.. To be able to fast in month of Ramadhan... I just.. felt.. grateful... :( Ya, Perasaanku ditutup bercampur-campur... He requested a friend, to recite him Yasin. I was so touched. I felt like crying while watching all this but I managed to control.

Then, half and hour later, his long lost mother, arrived. I could see he shed some tears when he saw her mother approaching him. With tears in his eyes, I could see his mouth muttering "Mak maafkan Emee mak, Mak Emee mintak maaf, mintak maaf mak...." That moment, I can't hold back my tears any longer. :( Terus teringat kat umi.. He never stop looking at is mother. She even wiped his tears, after 8 long years, the mother's love never faded. The 'jejak kasih' totally changed the atmosphere of the ward. We've been told by the mother that she received phone call while she was about to scoop her rise into her plate to break fast. "Makcik terus kenyang," she said. "Baru hari tu makcik tiba-tiba teringat kat Emee ni, apa cerita anak aku yang sorang tu. Makcik bersyukur dapat jumpa dia. Makcik takut esok dia cari makcik, kalau masih hidup tak apa lagi, kalau dia cari makcik, orang tunjuk batu nisan?" This is not drama, this is reality.

When we were about to leave, we could see Emee is smiling and at that point of time, all of his pain that he's suffering, all gone. The power of mother's touch, I may say. And this is one of the most powerful experienced I've ever had. So many things running in my head and as usual I would turn silent. I felt blessed. I felt grateful. I felt so many things. I don't know how to say it out loud.

p/s: Teringat lagu Raihan, 'Ingat 5 perkara, sebelum 5 perkara......"

Keras Hati Mati?

Sekarang baru datang mencari?
Bukan tak sudi tapi tak pasti..
Berdendam tidak sekali..
Mungkin sakit hati..
Atau keras hati..
Ke berat hati?
Ikutkan hati mati..
Nanti..
Akan kupikirkan lagi.......

I'm Mok De Again... :)

Today is the 10th day for all Muslim to fast in month of Ramadhan. Alhamdulillah.. And today also, my dearest nephew is 10 days old :) Since he was born on 1st Ramadhan, earlier my colleague asked me, what did Nabil & Fiza named their son. "Ramadhan ke?" Huhuhuu... I thought they would named him with some 'modern' names. Meleset. "Muhammad Haris Bin Nabil, Kak Ha," replied my brother when his sister eagerly asked him over the phone that day. I was like, "Wah, simplenyaaaa nama..." That day after office I 'merempit' to Shah Alam to visit my Haris and iftar at my brother's house. Nasib baik jalan very the lengang! It took me half and hour to reach Shah Alam from KL. Provided bertolak from KL at 7.00 p.m. la, dan pemanduan separa berhemah, huhuu :P

After taking a few wrong junctions, I finally arrived at my brother's house. Phewhhh, kalau tak sesat tak sah! TETT! The moment I saw him, I gave him one HUGE bear hug and said "Ee, Nabil dah jadi ayah..." He replied, "Nabil sebenarnya sampai sekarang tak caya dah ada anak." Olololo... After taking ablution, I went directly to the master bedroom to meet up with my... little Haris.. My ummi was there, Nabil's mother & sister in law. Fiza looked very exhausted. Mana tak, deliver at 12.35 a.m, sorang-sorang pulak tu. Then, I overheard my ummi's conversation with her besan:

Nabil's MIL: Uri si Haris ni tak tanam lagi, ade dalam fridge.
Umi: Orang kata kalau uri anak perempuan, tanam depan rumah kan.
Myself: Depan umah? Kenapa pulak?
Umi: Yelah, orang kata esok lusa bila anak besar, anak perempuan dia laku..
Myself: Abis, umi tanam uri Ha kat mane? Sampai sekarang tak laku-laku.....

(Suasana menjadi hening seketika, seperti malaikat baru berlalu)

Umi: ALAMAK, Ha, janganlah cakap mcm tu. Abah awak la tak tau mana dia tanam...
Myself: Mesti tanam salah tempat ni...

(Masing-masing memberi gelak 8 harkat, nasib baik Haris tak terjaga! :P)

I look at Haris... again and again.. Kita semua gelak besar pun, tak kacau pun tido dia kan.. :P Haih, rase kenyang, padahal tak berbuka lagi tu! And being a part time paparazzi, I managed to take almost 40 over photos of him :) Phewh, baru rase lapar.. :P Tengok la aksi-aksi si kenit tu.... :)

Rase tenanggggg je bila tengok baby......


Tengok la tapak kaki diaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... Ngappp..


Abisla Mok De dah datang... Tett..




"Mok De, Haris nak tido laaa.. "


"Don't mess around with me haaa... " ;p


Mok De luf you, Haris... :)