salam aidilfitri utk semua

menjelang hari raya

Birthday datang lagi…..

14hb Ogos menjelma kembali…pada tarikh ini umur aku akan meningkat ke satu nombor yang aku xnak tulis kat sini..bak kate abah..”nak dekat 30 dah anak aku ni”…abah, please don’t mention that…

Nevertheless, I hv to accept the fact…seseorang ade berkate “Birthday is just a birthday, forget about what it counts, but care about what you’ve achieved so far”.

I already achieved a lots….so, move on and ENJOYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Semalam dah dapat early present from kekawan aku kat Maybank ni…diorang belanje makan Kenny Rogers..So, kenkawan aku yang lain ( papet,cmex,kak la, niza, cuna…sekadar menyebut beberapa name) ble lg???? heheh….

Hari ni plak dapat besday gift dari dayah…tgk la gamba2 kat bawah ni…cute tak???

Thanks dayah…………..love u….

Weekend : Balik Kampung…

Weekend lepas aku balik kampong. Siap ambik cuti ari jumaat and isnin. Kunun2 nyer nak start kemas rumah utk raye. So nanti raye takdelah teruk sangat nak kemas rumah. Tapi…kite hanya merancang , Allah S.W.T yang menentukan…..

Jejak kaki je kat kampong terus demam….ape pun takleh wat…dengan tekak sakitnye…sedih..sedih…plan nak pi Telok Batik ngan Famili pun tak jadi….huhu…

So, aku demam dari jumaat sampai le isnin…duduk la memerap n berehat kat umah..seb baik bukan HINI…coz dalam bas yang aku naik tu mmg ade 3 ekor mat salleh…nak balik KL isnin tu baru le ok skit…Alhamdulillah…

aku ke ni?

* Bekas kekasih saya adalah.. [password kepada sume email saye]

* Saya sedang mendengar... [lagu jejake idaman]

* Mungkin saya patut.. [berdiet...ahaks...]

* Saya suka... [karaoke.......suke sangat]

* Sahabat-sahabat saya... [ramai yang tak kawen lagi....seb baik....kat NZ ade sorang]

* Saya tak paham... [nape collegue sy kate sy ni lemah lembut...saye ni brutal oooo...]

* Saya kehilangan.. [bayk sangat hanset.....]

* Ramai yang berkata.. [aku pandai masak<---ini idea papet]

* Cinta itu adalah... [satu perkongsian...kene sudi memberi dan menerima seadanyer...]

* Di suatu tempat, seseorang sedang... [mane aku tau...buat ape2 yang patut la kut...]

* Saya akan cuba... [meningkatkan self confident level sy ]

* Ayat SELAMANYA membawa maksud.. [forever....aku harap relationship ngan kengkawan aku tahan utk SELAMANYA]

* Telefon bimbit saya.. [slalu bertukar-tukar..for now its Nokia 5800 express music..berazam nak pakai 4 thn]

* Bile saya terjaga... [tgk jam kat hanset....awal lagi ni..leh sambong tdo lg..huhu]

* Saya paling meluat... [ngan orang2 yang gedik...menyampah....pas2 ngaku semue bende yang org ade die pun ade gak]

* Pesta/parti adalah [bergumbira ngan kengkawan...]

* Haiwan yang paling comel penah saya temui... [tak penah jumpe pun....]

* Peringkat umur yang paling menyeronokkan saya ialah... [sume peringkat pun ade sronok dan ade yang tak seronok]

* Hari ini.. [aku masak laksa....nyum nyum...sedapppppppppppppp]

* Malam ini saya akan.. [tgk tv cam besa]

* Esok pula saya akan.. [berehat kat umah...sebab esok hari ahad....]

* Saya betul2 inginkan.. [membahagiakn parents sy...bcoz kebahagian parents sy adlh kebahagian sy..dan untuk memberi mereka bahagia sy kene mencari soulmate sy..camne la kan..]

* Ketika anda lihat wajah anda di hadapan cermin pagi ini.. [x tgk cermin lagi pg ni..camne la muke aku skun..]

* Pusat membeli belah atau arked permainan... [tempat untuk menghabiskan duit....]

* Makanan barat atau jepun.. [nak due2 bleh.....]

* Bilik yang terang atau gelap.. [of course la gelap...baru best..]

* Makanan segera adalah... [mee maggi, cepat dimasak sedap dimakan]

* Ayat terakhir yang anda telah katakan pada seseorang.. ["udah la Seng"...coz seng tak habis2 memuji kesedapan laksa aku sambil menghirup kuah laksa...]

* Siapa yang anda ingin tag.. [tak tau nak tag sape lg sbb rasenye papet dah tag sume org..bior le aku beralah..]

What Two Brothers Taught Me

Last weekend I found myself in the kampong where my father was born; a secluded little village called Parit Nipah, near Muar. Now, after a week has passed, why I was there in the first place is no longer as important as what I had experienced with my friend, Jamil, while I was there.

Jamil and I grew up together. But life - being what it is - had not dealt him very many good hands through the years. Though he works hard, and is in many respects smarter than I will ever be, he has never managed to make it out of Parit Nipah. Today, he supports his wife and five kids by tending to a small plot of rubber trees and doing odd jobs in and around the village.

On my last day at Parit Nipah, I was walking with him and his two sons to the local surau. The elder boy, Din, is six and the younger one, Zam, is four: both polite and respectful little boys. Having spent time with both of them day before, I knew that Jamil - despite the disadvantages he faced - had brought them up well. I was as proud of them as if they were my own.

The walk to surau took us past a small, dusty provision shop. That was when the trouble began. The boys had fallen behind, and Zam (the younger one) was throwing a tantrum. I urged Jamil to turn back and investigate. He just shook his head slowly and asked to let the boys be. As usual, I ignored him and went to see the boys anyway.

From the distance I could make out that Zam wanted a small Kit Kat - the two-finger variety that cost RM1.20 - and his brother, Din, was trying his very best to pacify him. It was then that I heard Din pleading with his younger brother. As he was rubbing his brother’s chest he said “Adik, please don’t cry. Ayah bought that for you just after Raya, remember? Ayah doesn’t have money to buy us everything we want. Please don’t make Ayah sad. Ayah is sad enough already.”

That was when my heart broke. In front of me was a six year old who was more concerned with his father’s feelings than anything else in the world. Before I could rush into the shop to get him his Kit Kat, Din had managed to pull Zam away from the shop. As they walked past me, I heard Din whispering to his brother “When Ayah as money, he will buy you the Kit Kat, OK? Come, along now. Stop crying. Please don’t make Ayah sad.”

After prayers we walked home, all four of us, together. When we got to Jamil’s house, I excused myself and went out to get a whole box of Kit Kats for the kids. When I got back, the kids were already asleep. I handed the box of chocolate to Jamil and asked that he give them to his children. I could see the gratitude in his eyes. But there was also something in them that was disturbing.

“Why? What’s wrong, Jamil?” I asked.

“I was afraid of this.”

“Why? No harm in giving them chocolates once in a while, right?”

“You don’t understand, my friend! What if they get used to this? What happens when they want this and you’re NOT around?”

At this, I almost broke down. I put my arms around my friend and told him that as long as I lived, his children will always have chocolates.

That trip to Parit Nipah reminded me that life, despite its twists and turns, has been very good to me; but at the same time, I had taken too many things for granted for far too long

*AUGUST*

* Loves to joke

* Attractive

* Suave and caring

* Easily jealous

* Brave and fearless

* Firm and has leadership qualities

* Knows how to console others

* Too generous and egoistic

* Takes high pride of oneself

* Thirsty for praises

* Extraordinary spirit

* Easily angered

* Angry when provoked

* Observant

* Careful and cautious

* Thinks quickly

* Independent thoughts

* Loves to lead and to be led

* Loves to dream

* Talented in the arts, music and defense

* Sensitive but not petty

* Poor resistance against illnesses

* Loving and caring

* Loves to make friends