Greeting..
Dear all.. hmmm.. let me share with you bout a fren of mine.. huh.. MAKAN HATI ULAM JANTUNG CECAH SAMBAL BELACAN bah Gee ulih nya~
Here goes the story~
Lina (bkn nama sebenar), I'm kinda pity with her lah di tempat kraja. People talking bout her bla bla bla and I never wanna bother much (sal ksian la punya pasal).. They talking bout her debt lah, attitude lah.. ergghhh WHICH I NEVER WANNA CARE MUCH before.. but NOW.. I do care..
I dunno what she's thinking in her life~ what she want.. Sometime memang lah~ sakit hati jua, gigitan jua~ mcm2 lah~ p sabar~ Lina ni mcm pengambang urg nya, prasan? hmmm bolih lah jua~
1st lets talk about FOOD.. Selama kami bkawan dpt di kira 2 o 3 times ja ea blanja, kluar kan duit~ bkn kan bkata2 lah~ p geram ati~ Why? sal slama Gee blanja ea, I never heard the "thank you" from her..
So 1 day, my brother bawa lunch, I drag some of fren include her. PENGAMBANG.. know why.. sal after lunch, at 3pm, ada ea msg Gee.. "Lupa ku.. says THANKS to your brother"... ani bkn g ngambang.. GATAL bah ni udah kes nya~
TOTALLY FOOL!! Why I said this? Cause.. Lina kata ea ada bf for 3 years tapi NDA PRNH JUMPA NDA PRNH BTEPUN.. hanya online ja~ BENGANG!! That guy puas dah sumpah ea, pts kan ya p masih jua bbalik.. Gee advice ia dah p nda dpt masuk.. Cinta mati la kunon~ hmmmm~
k now to the GRAND STORY~
This pity Lina, batah nda contact Gee. Ntah knapa but I don't mind. Then recently tiba2 ea ada timbul lah~ semena2 lah ya ni~ Cerita lah ea nda g dgn this guy yg 3 years ma ea ah~ sal ea ada bf baru. hmmmm
So 1 day when Gee msh kraja d office till late at night, x ea msg kn tdo umah.. sasak nya d rumah.. so Gee ambil lah ea. Then gto ea my bf bawa Gee k Tutong for dinner. Kali ea kata BF nya ani mbawa lpak~ nah tau tia Gee nah ea ada niat bnr nya. Ea ikut plg k Tutong, SEKERITA sal BF nya nda kraja. Huh~!!! Dlm perjalanan ah. di highway.. jalan kan nda rata apa.. kali ada one time ea ckp "gegar susu ku eah"... BODOOOOHHH!! Nda ea tau kan respect bf Gee ka. Huh~
So masa blik dlm kul 11 mlm, Gee gto Gee naik dulu kan tdo sal ngalih.. esk g kraja. Ea kata ea ma bf nya dulu d bawah rumah. Then nda batah tu ea aga Gee kata ea lpak rah BF nya~ Gee ni mls kn layan sal ngalih dah. So biar kan lah.. Tau2 kul 5 PAGI ea msg Gee gto ea d bawah rumah~ Huh~!!! Bolih kah Gee marah?? P Gee mmg dah marah!!!!!!!
Esk turun kraja, Gee heran napa ea nda angkut brg nya ani trus ah yg dlm bilik. Hmmm slalunya ea bawa bah. Kali dlm kul 3 ea msg ea kan ikut blik. Gee tnya g "ko blik mana?", ea kata blik rumah Gee.. That's it!! I don't wanna get involve and mendulur gi..
Here is the conversation in our msg:
G>>> Aku raya k bndr ma abg ku rah GF nya ni.
L>> Nda papa. aku tunggu ko blik sal aku kn lepak rumah COUSIN ku krg.
G>>> Aku tdo bndr ni sal aku mls kan ulang alik.. Ngalih ku arini.
L>> owh, yakah? Brg ku cemana?
G>>> Krg lah ku antar k rumah cousin mu, bri ku alamat nya.
L>> Nda ku jadi lpak rumah cousin ku sal DRG BARU MSG AKU NI YG DRG BJALAN..
Sasak kan leh nya~ kan ngambil kesmpatan ganya keraja nya~!!
Here are the part of our conversation jua.. somewhere lah.. lupa time bla~
G>>> Mana ya kraja?
L>> Nda kraja (Stooooink!!)
L>> Cousin ya kata ea bnr2 kan aku, yatah masa ani ea kan cari kraja sal kan kwin ma aku.
G>>> Baru th ea kan cari kraja pas kan kwin?? Lina.. masa ani urg umur 18 thn, di offshore sudah bah cari rezeki, mikir masa dpn dah drg bah.. brapa kan umur ya ni?
L>> 30
G>>> Huh? Ea skulah pai form brapa?
L>> Mls ku~ ea smpai form 1 ja.. p cousin nya kata ea ani intelligent..gnya ea ni mls bah kn blajar.
G>>> Eah klw ea intelligent, pandai bah ea bpkir..
Bkn nya kan mnghina lah ah~ Gee ni bpkir bah.. apa drg buat pai ea blik pai kul 5? mmg atu bkn hal Gee. What if something happen, apa duit nya kan kwin?
Sana cni ea crita rah urg ea kan kwin next year.. kraja pun nda bf nya ani.. if kraja alhamdulillah p dpt ka gumpul duit slm masa pendek atu utk kwin? Gawah2 bah gto urg.. krg nda jadi, sapa malu? huh~
Ani ea nda mlayan Gee.. So? Like I care.. Ea marah sal Gee bcrita rah urg.. bkn cerita p mluahkan hati.. nda kan diam2 ja liat ulah nya~ gpun, klw ilang kwn mcm ea pun Gee NDA KESAH drpd ada kwn yg kan ambil kesempatan ganya~
You guys, klw ada kwn cemani... ambil kesempatan apa.. watch out.. better back off sal takut someday anything happen tani yg kana blame~
Cheers,
Gee
Friday, 23 September 2011
Friday, 16 September 2011
Ya Allah Apa T'lah Terjadi Pada Dunia Ciptaan Mu??
Hari ini, Jumaat 16hb Sep 2011, seperti biasa Gee melayari internet. Dan seperti biasa Gee suka sangat googling apa je sama ada yang terlintas di fikiran ataupun tidak.
Pagi ini, Gee tidak tahu apa kah yang ingin aku google kan. Tiba2 terfikir di benak fikiran Gee akan menaip perkataan "Odai".. Apakah yang appear? Anda google dan click lah sendiri.. Maka Gee pun n.click gambar pertama yang appear.
Subhanallah.. apa terjadi pada dunia Mu ya Allah?? Gambar2 peperangan belumuran dengan darah. Gee tidak menyangka begitu kejam manusia pada masa ini. Tidak berperikemanusiaan dan berhati peut. Menjadi tanda tanya Gee, apa kah mereka tidak pernah terlintas jika kekejaman itu menimpa diri mereka sendiri atau ahli keluarga mereka? Apa kah tidak ada belas kasihan mereka akan manusia yang mereka zalimi? Tidak ada kah jalan menyelesaian hingga mereka perlu melibatkan peperangan dan kematian?
Terkadang bertanya juga akan diri sendiri, mereka pembunuh atau pengebom yang berani mati ni.. tak syg nyawa ke? Tak de keluarga ke?
Paling kejam bila Gee pernah membaca article wanita dan kanak2 yang menjadi korban kezaliman mereka. Mereka ni tak de keluarga ke? Apa rasa nya jika mama, kaka, adek2 mereka diperlakuan hal yang sama? Ketawa kah mereka seperti mana rasa gembira tatkala melakukan kekejaman?
Yang tak habis fikir, kenapa lah ada yang menyalahi satu salah lain? Betul lah kadang2 kita terfikir, mereka berperang kerna bangunan yang menjadi kebanggaan mereka tuuuu.. yang dok tinggi sampai ke langit tu... tau2 kena langgar dan ramai yang terkorban. Tapi apa yang mereka syak ni.. baik betul? Atau hal ni berlaku sekadar alasan mereka untuk menyerang negeri yang kaya akan sumber2 mereka yang tertentu? Wlwpun apa yang Gee kata ni tak masuk akal (jika ada yang berfikir sebegitu), tapiiiii.. bolih jadi juga. Kenapa tidak? sedangkan mereka sanggup menyakiti wanita dan kanak2??
Ntah apa lagi alasan akan peperangan ini.
Kenapa peperangan yang menjadi jalan penyelesaian mereka? Mengapa kekejaman yang mereka pilih?
Sedang kan Ya Allah~ penyeselesaian secara damai ada dan berkasih sayang itu indah dibandingan kekejaman.
Jika anda pernah mendengaran sebuah lagu lama bertajuk "Naluri Cinta" nyanyian Rohana Jalil dan Toki... ia berkaitan serba sedikit akan dunia kita yang indah tapi dinodai olih sifat manusia yang durjana..
(Skian Wasalam)
Naluri Cinta
Di daerah itu langit kelabu
Sejak lama
Suria di situ tiada lagi
Bercahaya
Degup jantung dan denyutan nadi
Di setiap saat
Ada yang terhenti
Melalui
Penderitaan hari ke hari
Disedari betapapun berat mata
Yang memandang
Betapalah jiwa yang sarat menanggung
Penderaan
Hanya kesalan dan kata kata
Sedang tindakan jauh dari nyata
Semakin jelas
Kemunafiqan makhluk bernama manusia
Usahlah kita mengharapkan lagi
Dari mereka kata simpati
Ucapan di bibir lembut meniti
Tiada semestinya pengucapan di hati
Hanyalah kita
Sesama kita
yang memahami erti derita
Sesama kita mari semaikan
Naluri cinta
Kemanusiaan
Hanyalah kita
Sesama kita
yang memahami erti derita
Sesama kita mari semaikan
Naluri cinta
Kemanusiaan
Kemanusiaan
Pagi ini, Gee tidak tahu apa kah yang ingin aku google kan. Tiba2 terfikir di benak fikiran Gee akan menaip perkataan "Odai".. Apakah yang appear? Anda google dan click lah sendiri.. Maka Gee pun n.click gambar pertama yang appear.
Subhanallah.. apa terjadi pada dunia Mu ya Allah?? Gambar2 peperangan belumuran dengan darah. Gee tidak menyangka begitu kejam manusia pada masa ini. Tidak berperikemanusiaan dan berhati peut. Menjadi tanda tanya Gee, apa kah mereka tidak pernah terlintas jika kekejaman itu menimpa diri mereka sendiri atau ahli keluarga mereka? Apa kah tidak ada belas kasihan mereka akan manusia yang mereka zalimi? Tidak ada kah jalan menyelesaian hingga mereka perlu melibatkan peperangan dan kematian?
Terkadang bertanya juga akan diri sendiri, mereka pembunuh atau pengebom yang berani mati ni.. tak syg nyawa ke? Tak de keluarga ke?
Paling kejam bila Gee pernah membaca article wanita dan kanak2 yang menjadi korban kezaliman mereka. Mereka ni tak de keluarga ke? Apa rasa nya jika mama, kaka, adek2 mereka diperlakuan hal yang sama? Ketawa kah mereka seperti mana rasa gembira tatkala melakukan kekejaman?
Yang tak habis fikir, kenapa lah ada yang menyalahi satu salah lain? Betul lah kadang2 kita terfikir, mereka berperang kerna bangunan yang menjadi kebanggaan mereka tuuuu.. yang dok tinggi sampai ke langit tu... tau2 kena langgar dan ramai yang terkorban. Tapi apa yang mereka syak ni.. baik betul? Atau hal ni berlaku sekadar alasan mereka untuk menyerang negeri yang kaya akan sumber2 mereka yang tertentu? Wlwpun apa yang Gee kata ni tak masuk akal (jika ada yang berfikir sebegitu), tapiiiii.. bolih jadi juga. Kenapa tidak? sedangkan mereka sanggup menyakiti wanita dan kanak2??
Ntah apa lagi alasan akan peperangan ini.
Kenapa peperangan yang menjadi jalan penyelesaian mereka? Mengapa kekejaman yang mereka pilih?
Sedang kan Ya Allah~ penyeselesaian secara damai ada dan berkasih sayang itu indah dibandingan kekejaman.
Jika anda pernah mendengaran sebuah lagu lama bertajuk "Naluri Cinta" nyanyian Rohana Jalil dan Toki... ia berkaitan serba sedikit akan dunia kita yang indah tapi dinodai olih sifat manusia yang durjana..
(Skian Wasalam)
Naluri Cinta
Di daerah itu langit kelabu
Sejak lama
Suria di situ tiada lagi
Bercahaya
Degup jantung dan denyutan nadi
Di setiap saat
Ada yang terhenti
Melalui
Penderitaan hari ke hari
Disedari betapapun berat mata
Yang memandang
Betapalah jiwa yang sarat menanggung
Penderaan
Hanya kesalan dan kata kata
Sedang tindakan jauh dari nyata
Semakin jelas
Kemunafiqan makhluk bernama manusia
Usahlah kita mengharapkan lagi
Dari mereka kata simpati
Ucapan di bibir lembut meniti
Tiada semestinya pengucapan di hati
Hanyalah kita
Sesama kita
yang memahami erti derita
Sesama kita mari semaikan
Naluri cinta
Kemanusiaan
Hanyalah kita
Sesama kita
yang memahami erti derita
Sesama kita mari semaikan
Naluri cinta
Kemanusiaan
Kemanusiaan
Monday, 12 September 2011
Ku Mohon Maaf Pada Mu, Keluarga Ku
Assalammualaikum Keluarga Ku Tercinta,
Aku menyusun 10 jari memohon maaf kerna tidak berdaya mengungkapkan semua ini di depan mu.
Sekali lagi aku memohon maaf, kerna selama hidup ku, aku tidak pernah menjadi seorang yang berguna, seorang yg menjadi harapan, seorang anak yang dapat dibanggakan dan menyusahkan kalian semua atas kehadiran ku selama ini.
Mama, Papa... Terima kasih membesarkan aku, menjaga ku dari awal ku lahir ke dunia ini hingga kini. Terima kasih kerna menanggung makan minum ku dan ku harap kalian halalkan nya,. Sekali lagi ku berterima kasih kerna memberi ku pendidikan dengan menghantarku ke sekolah agar aku mempunyai masa depan yang cerah. Terima Kasih Atas Segalanya. Aku sedari aku telah banyak menyusahkan kalian dan tumbuh menjadi seorang insan yang tidak berguna. Aku sedari aku telah mengecewakan kalian. Aku mohon maaf aku tidak menjadi seperti apa yang kalian harapkan. Selama ini aku telah berusaha menjadi seorang anak yang berguna, yang menjadi harapan dan kebanggaan kalian.
Abang, Kaka & Adik Ku.. Aku sedari selama ini kalian membencikan aku, aku tahu aku tidak layaknya menjadi ahli keluarga kalian. Tidak ku tahu apa salah silap ku terhadap kalian hingga aku di pinggirkan ketepi. Segala kesilapan ku, ku mohon maaf. Aku tidak mengharapkan apa-apa tetapi menjaga kedua orang tua ku dengan baik. Jangan lah di sakiti hati mereka walau sedikit pun. Ini pesan ku.
Aku mohon maaf menjadi kambing hitam dalam keluarga ini.
Aku sayang kalian lebih dari kalian tahu. Sedikit pun aku tidak pernah membenci kan keluarga ini walaupun terlalu banyak dugaan yang mendatang. Ketiadaan ku mungkin tidak akan menjadi sesuatu yang menyedihkan kalian.
Selama hidup ku, selama hayat ku, selama banyak dugaan yang mendatang ini, kalian memberi ku semangat walaupun tidak pernah terungkap dengan kata-kata. Aku harungi kehidupan ku ini dengan tangisan mengenang kembali segala yang terjadi pada kita, mengingatkan kalian semua menguatkan semangat ku untuk berjuang dalam kehidupan ini.
Tidak pernah ku berharap hal yang tidak di inginkan terjadi kepada ku, malah tidak pernah aku inginkan hal buruk terjadi kepada keluarga kita. Semua ini di luar jangkaan dan sangkaan.
Andai kehadiran ku menyusahkan, memalukan dan mengecewakan kalian, aku mohon maaf. Andai kalian tidak maaf kan aku, tidak mengapa. Aku sedari semua ini adalah balasan terhadap ku kerna menjadi seorang yang tidak berguna dalam keluarga kita.
Aku tidak akan menerangkan apa-apa di sini, Tuhan saja tahu apa yang ku lalui.
Keluarga ku, kalian adalah yang paling berharga. Jaga lah satu sama lain. Jamgan lah dibiarkan keluarga ini hilang cahaya kegembiraan nya. Kerna keluarga yang ku kenal ini, suatu ketika dahulu ada lah seperti syurga dunia.. Kasih Sayang yang Abadi~
Tulus Ikhlas,
Azee
Aku menyusun 10 jari memohon maaf kerna tidak berdaya mengungkapkan semua ini di depan mu.
Sekali lagi aku memohon maaf, kerna selama hidup ku, aku tidak pernah menjadi seorang yang berguna, seorang yg menjadi harapan, seorang anak yang dapat dibanggakan dan menyusahkan kalian semua atas kehadiran ku selama ini.
Mama, Papa... Terima kasih membesarkan aku, menjaga ku dari awal ku lahir ke dunia ini hingga kini. Terima kasih kerna menanggung makan minum ku dan ku harap kalian halalkan nya,. Sekali lagi ku berterima kasih kerna memberi ku pendidikan dengan menghantarku ke sekolah agar aku mempunyai masa depan yang cerah. Terima Kasih Atas Segalanya. Aku sedari aku telah banyak menyusahkan kalian dan tumbuh menjadi seorang insan yang tidak berguna. Aku sedari aku telah mengecewakan kalian. Aku mohon maaf aku tidak menjadi seperti apa yang kalian harapkan. Selama ini aku telah berusaha menjadi seorang anak yang berguna, yang menjadi harapan dan kebanggaan kalian.
Abang, Kaka & Adik Ku.. Aku sedari selama ini kalian membencikan aku, aku tahu aku tidak layaknya menjadi ahli keluarga kalian. Tidak ku tahu apa salah silap ku terhadap kalian hingga aku di pinggirkan ketepi. Segala kesilapan ku, ku mohon maaf. Aku tidak mengharapkan apa-apa tetapi menjaga kedua orang tua ku dengan baik. Jangan lah di sakiti hati mereka walau sedikit pun. Ini pesan ku.
Aku mohon maaf menjadi kambing hitam dalam keluarga ini.
Aku sayang kalian lebih dari kalian tahu. Sedikit pun aku tidak pernah membenci kan keluarga ini walaupun terlalu banyak dugaan yang mendatang. Ketiadaan ku mungkin tidak akan menjadi sesuatu yang menyedihkan kalian.
Selama hidup ku, selama hayat ku, selama banyak dugaan yang mendatang ini, kalian memberi ku semangat walaupun tidak pernah terungkap dengan kata-kata. Aku harungi kehidupan ku ini dengan tangisan mengenang kembali segala yang terjadi pada kita, mengingatkan kalian semua menguatkan semangat ku untuk berjuang dalam kehidupan ini.
Tidak pernah ku berharap hal yang tidak di inginkan terjadi kepada ku, malah tidak pernah aku inginkan hal buruk terjadi kepada keluarga kita. Semua ini di luar jangkaan dan sangkaan.
Andai kehadiran ku menyusahkan, memalukan dan mengecewakan kalian, aku mohon maaf. Andai kalian tidak maaf kan aku, tidak mengapa. Aku sedari semua ini adalah balasan terhadap ku kerna menjadi seorang yang tidak berguna dalam keluarga kita.
Aku tidak akan menerangkan apa-apa di sini, Tuhan saja tahu apa yang ku lalui.
Keluarga ku, kalian adalah yang paling berharga. Jaga lah satu sama lain. Jamgan lah dibiarkan keluarga ini hilang cahaya kegembiraan nya. Kerna keluarga yang ku kenal ini, suatu ketika dahulu ada lah seperti syurga dunia.. Kasih Sayang yang Abadi~
Tulus Ikhlas,
Azee
Raya Celebration with CKB
Good Day Lovely people in the world~ xp
Let me story story with you here ah~
Yesterday, 11th September 2011, around 11 cars joined the Raya Convoy to Tutong.
Bro Joey, Beiby, Kaka Wanna, Khairul Sha, Zul Beh Bebeh, Putih, Didi, Rahmat, Hanip, Adib & Aziz....
Yang Menumpang tu Gee, Pja
First our trip was to Devil's crib, semua WANITA nya ngusut kepanasan.. Make up pun melting. Nda sempat kan blawa rah rumah lain.. ahahaha Baru2 th kan mnyalai apa urang umah nya~ Perut aku ma Pija ni lapar dah~ apa g c Putih ahaha save2 space dlm perut kunon untuk open house raya, sanggup nda mkn dari pagi hahahaha~ tau2 sampai sana alum tia dapat makan.. btunggu lagi.. Mana gi membawa perut lapar, mana gi kpanasan, bpeluh2... (jgn ingat puasa ja ada dugaan, raya pun ada dugaan).
Dah kana jemput makan, smua bkliaran.. target utama drg dari mata kasar Gee ani... "Minuman".. Haus tah drg ani. Jauh x ah perjalanan drg ani JP and KB to Tutong hahaha..
Then we off to Hanip's crib.. ada kami yg raya 2x sini.. sini, kami nda byk gelagat lah~ gnya bgambar ja~ besa... ARTIS.. hahaha
Ani part paling siuk lah masa on the way to KB..
Dear ASNY.. ku harap ko tau lah rintangan kami ani masa dlm perjalanan ke rumah mu~ hahaha
Masa di Highway Tutong, 1st Traffic Light to KB.. tau2 belakang kami ani POLIS TRAFFIC..
So ujung ke ujung polis ani mnunjuk2 krita kami, tapi yg di tahan nya gnya sorang, KAKA WANNA yg masa atu dalam krita solo~ Vouge lagi tu~ ahaha (lain x beraya jgn th lawa klw makai krita yg diminati pulis hahaha).. Ramai tia b.uri masa tu. Ada yang terus U-Turn... ada yg bkeliaran lah~ ada yg zoom dpn trus.. Lastly kami bgumpul di Masjid Bukit Beruang.. hahahaha~
So after discuss, kami sambung gi perjalanan kami ani~
Sesampainya di Sg Liang rah Traffic Light pertama mnuju KB, ada tia lagi Polis Traffic ani~
Kami yang cuba mlarikan diri terus pusing k Kiri.. ntah rumah sapa kami tebak ja lah~ peduli tah kami ahaha Then tunggu g beberapa minute baru jalan.. Urang rumah yg tempat kami singgah untul mlarikan diri ani mliat2 dah~ so TERpaksa lah Admin kami, Bro Joey, time atu say sorry.. Eksen tia gto salah rumah~ ahaha
So seperjalanan turun ke KB ani smua ntah mana2.. kami discuss kan bgumpul di Soon Lee Seria sementara tunggu Putih antar Gee and Pija blik jap ambil krita kami (time ani tah krita kami braksi di Kuala Belait hahaha). Sesampai sja smua bgumpul di Soon Lee Seria, kami pun trus kan berjalanan kami ke rumah c Asny yg manggil for OPEN HOUSE, kami lalu highway.. smua lah perjalanan kami tu pkai jalan mana polis jarang brada. Udah sampai daerah KB tu ah~ ada g dugaan kami~ urang2 kami ada yg bersesatan hahaha cemana bulih ka tu.. heran bah aku ~ hahaha~ p akhir nya sampai jua lah kami dgn selamat.. Alhamdulillah~
Di rumah Asny ani~ kami mcm besa lah~ makan apa~ not much to story about~
Next destination, rumah Putih.. Di rumah sii Putih ani, ada jua mkn.. Bolih kata kan masa raya tu, BKN JALAN2 RAYA TAPI JALAN2 MAKAN~ hahaha~ Gee dah nda sanggup g eah~ d rumah Putih Gee settle, nda makan lah~ (Ijap esk Khai nda kelala Gee hahaha.. mcm apa hahaha).
Owh Ya.. Not forget to mention masa rumah Asny, Memeng joined the convoy trip.. then rumah sii Putih, Rafiq came dengan baju kraja nya sal nda sempat btukar spulangan ea
Then, we went to Pija house.. sini, kami smua berebut "TAPAK KUDA" yg langsung nda nmpk kek tapak kuda but "TAPAK KUCING" hahaha
Ada saja lah ulah drg ani especially when Rafiq joined us.. Tau lah ea ani... yg ada2 saja lawak bodo nya~
After dari umah Pija, we're heading to my crib.. Gee's crib :)
Here, smua urg dah exhausted, kngalihan but still having fun. Adib yg blik2 mliat lampu rumah and blik2 ckp sal lampu ah~ ntah apa kah~
Cerita sal Kaka Wanna kata tahan masih panas as ea kana tepun ulih pulis suruh buat statement the next day.
Bgus drg ani ah~ bfore drg blik, drg tolong panyap kan sgala cawan.. hahaha
Then they off to Rafiq homey.. Gee nda joined sal I'm tired dah~ esk mau kraja, baju apa mau sedia kan~ bilik mau panyap~ takut kana tempalak Khai ahahaha~
Having fun lah jua~ Siuk lah jua~ klw ramai lagi siuk ni~ huhu~ still we having fun bah~
Wish Khai was there with me, enjoy the raya with CKB~
Anyway.. that's for now~
It's might not look like a enjoyable story yet we still enjoy it~ hehe
Let me story story with you here ah~
Yesterday, 11th September 2011, around 11 cars joined the Raya Convoy to Tutong.
Bro Joey, Beiby, Kaka Wanna, Khairul Sha, Zul Beh Bebeh, Putih, Didi, Rahmat, Hanip, Adib & Aziz....
Yang Menumpang tu Gee, Pja
First our trip was to Devil's crib, semua WANITA nya ngusut kepanasan.. Make up pun melting. Nda sempat kan blawa rah rumah lain.. ahahaha Baru2 th kan mnyalai apa urang umah nya~ Perut aku ma Pija ni lapar dah~ apa g c Putih ahaha save2 space dlm perut kunon untuk open house raya, sanggup nda mkn dari pagi hahahaha~ tau2 sampai sana alum tia dapat makan.. btunggu lagi.. Mana gi membawa perut lapar, mana gi kpanasan, bpeluh2... (jgn ingat puasa ja ada dugaan, raya pun ada dugaan).
Dah kana jemput makan, smua bkliaran.. target utama drg dari mata kasar Gee ani... "Minuman".. Haus tah drg ani. Jauh x ah perjalanan drg ani JP and KB to Tutong hahaha..
Then we off to Hanip's crib.. ada kami yg raya 2x sini.. sini, kami nda byk gelagat lah~ gnya bgambar ja~ besa... ARTIS.. hahaha
Ani part paling siuk lah masa on the way to KB..
Dear ASNY.. ku harap ko tau lah rintangan kami ani masa dlm perjalanan ke rumah mu~ hahaha
Masa di Highway Tutong, 1st Traffic Light to KB.. tau2 belakang kami ani POLIS TRAFFIC..
So ujung ke ujung polis ani mnunjuk2 krita kami, tapi yg di tahan nya gnya sorang, KAKA WANNA yg masa atu dalam krita solo~ Vouge lagi tu~ ahaha (lain x beraya jgn th lawa klw makai krita yg diminati pulis hahaha).. Ramai tia b.uri masa tu. Ada yang terus U-Turn... ada yg bkeliaran lah~ ada yg zoom dpn trus.. Lastly kami bgumpul di Masjid Bukit Beruang.. hahahaha~
So after discuss, kami sambung gi perjalanan kami ani~
Sesampainya di Sg Liang rah Traffic Light pertama mnuju KB, ada tia lagi Polis Traffic ani~
Kami yang cuba mlarikan diri terus pusing k Kiri.. ntah rumah sapa kami tebak ja lah~ peduli tah kami ahaha Then tunggu g beberapa minute baru jalan.. Urang rumah yg tempat kami singgah untul mlarikan diri ani mliat2 dah~ so TERpaksa lah Admin kami, Bro Joey, time atu say sorry.. Eksen tia gto salah rumah~ ahaha
So seperjalanan turun ke KB ani smua ntah mana2.. kami discuss kan bgumpul di Soon Lee Seria sementara tunggu Putih antar Gee and Pija blik jap ambil krita kami (time ani tah krita kami braksi di Kuala Belait hahaha). Sesampai sja smua bgumpul di Soon Lee Seria, kami pun trus kan berjalanan kami ke rumah c Asny yg manggil for OPEN HOUSE, kami lalu highway.. smua lah perjalanan kami tu pkai jalan mana polis jarang brada. Udah sampai daerah KB tu ah~ ada g dugaan kami~ urang2 kami ada yg bersesatan hahaha cemana bulih ka tu.. heran bah aku ~ hahaha~ p akhir nya sampai jua lah kami dgn selamat.. Alhamdulillah~
Di rumah Asny ani~ kami mcm besa lah~ makan apa~ not much to story about~
Next destination, rumah Putih.. Di rumah sii Putih ani, ada jua mkn.. Bolih kata kan masa raya tu, BKN JALAN2 RAYA TAPI JALAN2 MAKAN~ hahaha~ Gee dah nda sanggup g eah~ d rumah Putih Gee settle, nda makan lah~ (Ijap esk Khai nda kelala Gee hahaha.. mcm apa hahaha).
Owh Ya.. Not forget to mention masa rumah Asny, Memeng joined the convoy trip.. then rumah sii Putih, Rafiq came dengan baju kraja nya sal nda sempat btukar spulangan ea
Then, we went to Pija house.. sini, kami smua berebut "TAPAK KUDA" yg langsung nda nmpk kek tapak kuda but "TAPAK KUCING" hahaha
Ada saja lah ulah drg ani especially when Rafiq joined us.. Tau lah ea ani... yg ada2 saja lawak bodo nya~
After dari umah Pija, we're heading to my crib.. Gee's crib :)
Here, smua urg dah exhausted, kngalihan but still having fun. Adib yg blik2 mliat lampu rumah and blik2 ckp sal lampu ah~ ntah apa kah~
Cerita sal Kaka Wanna kata tahan masih panas as ea kana tepun ulih pulis suruh buat statement the next day.
Bgus drg ani ah~ bfore drg blik, drg tolong panyap kan sgala cawan.. hahaha
Then they off to Rafiq homey.. Gee nda joined sal I'm tired dah~ esk mau kraja, baju apa mau sedia kan~ bilik mau panyap~ takut kana tempalak Khai ahahaha~
Having fun lah jua~ Siuk lah jua~ klw ramai lagi siuk ni~ huhu~ still we having fun bah~
Wish Khai was there with me, enjoy the raya with CKB~
Anyway.. that's for now~
It's might not look like a enjoyable story yet we still enjoy it~ hehe
Friday, 9 September 2011
A Teacher's Lesson
There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same.
But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."
His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."
His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."
Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class."
By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.
Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.
Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children..
Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one her "teacher's pets."
A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.
The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."
But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."
His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."
His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."
Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class."
By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.
Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.
Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children..
Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one her "teacher's pets."
A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.
The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."
Respect Love
(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It’s bugging me.
In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It’s bugging me.
In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.
A Girl Who Felt Ignored
This is the 1 of the Best Love Story I ever read.. So I'm sharing it with you guys and please please please~ DO NOT DO THE SAME MISTAKE..
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This story is about a girl who felt ignored..
I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Jin.
I always thought of him as a friend until last year, when we went to a trip from a club, I found out that I fell in love with him.
Before the trip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him.
And soon, we became a pair of lovers, but we loved each other in different ways.
I always concentrated on him only, but by his side, there was so many other girls.
To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl...
"Jin, do you want to go watch a movie?" I asked.
"I can't"
"Why? You need to study at home?" I felt disappointment grabbing me.
"No... I am going to meet a friend..."
He was always like that.
He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing.
To him, I was just a girlfriend.
The word 'love' only came out of my mouth.
Since I knew him, I had never heard I'm say 'I love you' before.
To us, there weren't any anniversaries at all.
He didn't say anything from the first day and it continued till 1O0 days...2O0 days...
Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail. I don't know why...
Then one day...
Me: Um, Jin, I...
Jin: What...don't drag, just say...
Me: I love you.
Jin: ...........you.....um, just take this doll and go home.
That was how he ignored my 'three words' and handed me the doll.
Then he disappeared, like he was running away.
The dolls I received from him everyday, filled my room, one by one.
There were many....
Then one day came, my 15th year old birthday.
When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him, and stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call.
But... lunch passed, dinner passed...and soon the sky was dark... he still didn't call.
It was already tiring to look at the phone anymore.
2am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me from my sleep.
He told me to come out of the house.
Still. I felt joy and I ran out happily.
Me: Jin...
Jin: Here...take this...
Again, he handed me a little doll.
Me: What's this?
Jin: I didn't give it to you yesterday, so I am giving it to you now.
I'm going home now, bye.
Me: Wait, wait! Do you know what today is?
Jin: Today? Huh?
I felt so sad, I thought he would remember my birthday.
He turned around and walked away like nothing had happened.
Then I shouted...
"Wait..."
Jin: You have something to say?
Me: Tell me, tell me you love me...
Jin: What?!
Me: Tell me
I put my pathetic self behind and clung onto him.
But he just said simple cold words and left.
"I don't want to say...that I love someone so easily, if you are desperate to hear it, then find someone else."
That was what he said. Then ran off...
My legs felt numb...and I collapsed to the ground. He didn't want to say it easily...
How could he...
I felt that...
Maybe he is not the right guy for me...
After that day, I stranded myself at home crying, just crying.
He didn't call me, although I was waiting.
He just continued handing me a little doll every morning outside my house.
That's how those dolls piled up in my room... everyday
After a month, I got myself together and went to school.
But what made the pain resurface was that.... I saw him on a street...with another girl...
He had a smile on his face, one that he never showed me...as he touched the doll...
I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room, and tears fell...
Why did he gave these to me...
Those dolls are probably picked out by some other girls...
In a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around.
Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was him.
He told me to come out to the bus stop outside my house.
I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop.
I kept reminding myself that I am going to forget him, that....its going to end.
Then he came into my sight, holding a big doll.
Jin: Jo, I thought you were pissed, you really came?
I couldn't help hating him, acting like nothing had happened and joking around.
Soon, he held out the doll as usual...
Me: I don't need it.
Jin: What....why...
I grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it on the road.
Me: I don't need this doll, I don't need it anymore!! I don't want to see a person like you again!
I spitted out all the words that were inside me. But unlike other days, his eyes were very shaky.
"I'm sorry" He apologized in a tiny voice.
He then walked over to the road to pick up the doll...
"You stupid! Why are you picking up the doll?! Just throw it away!!!"
But he ignored me and just went to pick the doll.
Then...
Honk~ Honk~
With a loud honk, a big truck was heading towards him.
"Jin! Move! Move away!" I shouted...
But he didn't hear me, he squatted down and picked up the doll.
"Jin, move!"
HONK~!!!
"Boom!" That sound, so terrifying.
That's how he went away from me.
That's how he went away without evening opening his eyes to say one word to me.
After that day, I had to go through everyday with guiltiness and the sadness of losing him...
And after spending two months like a crazy person...
I took out the dolls.
Those were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out.
I remembered the days I spent with him and started to count the days... when we were in love...
"One...two... three..."
That was how... I started to count the dolls...
"Four hundred and eighty four... four hundred and eighty five..."
It all ended with 485 dolls.
I then started to cry again, with a doll in my arms.
I hugged it tightly, then suddenly...
"I love you~, I love you~"
I dropped the dolls, shocked.
"I....lo..ve...you??"
I picked up the dolls and pressed its stomach.
"I love you~ I love you~"
It can't be!
I pressed all the dolls' stomach as it piled on the side.
"I love you~"
"I love you~"
"I love you~"
Those words came out non-stop.
I...love you...
Why didn't I realize that.....
That his heart was always by my side, protecting me.
Why didn't I realize that he love me this much...
I took out the doll under the bed and pressed it's stomach, that was the last doll, the one that fell on the road.
It had his blood stain on it.
The voice came out, the on that I was missing so much...
"Jo...Do you know what today is? We've been loving each other for 486 days. Do you know what 486 is? I couldn't say I love you.... Um... since I was too shy... If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that i love you... everyday... till I die... Jo... I love you..."
The tears came flowing out of me. Why? Why? I asked god, why do I only know about all this now?
He can't be by my side, but he loved me until his last minute...
For that... and for that reason... to me... it became courage... to live a beautiful life...
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This question pop out once I read this story..
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This story is about a girl who felt ignored..
I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Jin.
I always thought of him as a friend until last year, when we went to a trip from a club, I found out that I fell in love with him.
Before the trip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him.
And soon, we became a pair of lovers, but we loved each other in different ways.
I always concentrated on him only, but by his side, there was so many other girls.
To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl...
"Jin, do you want to go watch a movie?" I asked.
"I can't"
"Why? You need to study at home?" I felt disappointment grabbing me.
"No... I am going to meet a friend..."
He was always like that.
He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing.
To him, I was just a girlfriend.
The word 'love' only came out of my mouth.
Since I knew him, I had never heard I'm say 'I love you' before.
To us, there weren't any anniversaries at all.
He didn't say anything from the first day and it continued till 1O0 days...2O0 days...
Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail. I don't know why...
Then one day...
Me: Um, Jin, I...
Jin: What...don't drag, just say...
Me: I love you.
Jin: ...........you.....um, just take this doll and go home.
That was how he ignored my 'three words' and handed me the doll.
Then he disappeared, like he was running away.
The dolls I received from him everyday, filled my room, one by one.
There were many....
Then one day came, my 15th year old birthday.
When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him, and stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call.
But... lunch passed, dinner passed...and soon the sky was dark... he still didn't call.
It was already tiring to look at the phone anymore.
2am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me from my sleep.
He told me to come out of the house.
Still. I felt joy and I ran out happily.
Me: Jin...
Jin: Here...take this...
Again, he handed me a little doll.
Me: What's this?
Jin: I didn't give it to you yesterday, so I am giving it to you now.
I'm going home now, bye.
Me: Wait, wait! Do you know what today is?
Jin: Today? Huh?
I felt so sad, I thought he would remember my birthday.
He turned around and walked away like nothing had happened.
Then I shouted...
"Wait..."
Jin: You have something to say?
Me: Tell me, tell me you love me...
Jin: What?!
Me: Tell me
I put my pathetic self behind and clung onto him.
But he just said simple cold words and left.
"I don't want to say...that I love someone so easily, if you are desperate to hear it, then find someone else."
That was what he said. Then ran off...
My legs felt numb...and I collapsed to the ground. He didn't want to say it easily...
How could he...
I felt that...
Maybe he is not the right guy for me...
After that day, I stranded myself at home crying, just crying.
He didn't call me, although I was waiting.
He just continued handing me a little doll every morning outside my house.
That's how those dolls piled up in my room... everyday
After a month, I got myself together and went to school.
But what made the pain resurface was that.... I saw him on a street...with another girl...
He had a smile on his face, one that he never showed me...as he touched the doll...
I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room, and tears fell...
Why did he gave these to me...
Those dolls are probably picked out by some other girls...
In a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around.
Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was him.
He told me to come out to the bus stop outside my house.
I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop.
I kept reminding myself that I am going to forget him, that....its going to end.
Then he came into my sight, holding a big doll.
Jin: Jo, I thought you were pissed, you really came?
I couldn't help hating him, acting like nothing had happened and joking around.
Soon, he held out the doll as usual...
Me: I don't need it.
Jin: What....why...
I grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it on the road.
Me: I don't need this doll, I don't need it anymore!! I don't want to see a person like you again!
I spitted out all the words that were inside me. But unlike other days, his eyes were very shaky.
"I'm sorry" He apologized in a tiny voice.
He then walked over to the road to pick up the doll...
"You stupid! Why are you picking up the doll?! Just throw it away!!!"
But he ignored me and just went to pick the doll.
Then...
Honk~ Honk~
With a loud honk, a big truck was heading towards him.
"Jin! Move! Move away!" I shouted...
But he didn't hear me, he squatted down and picked up the doll.
"Jin, move!"
HONK~!!!
"Boom!" That sound, so terrifying.
That's how he went away from me.
That's how he went away without evening opening his eyes to say one word to me.
After that day, I had to go through everyday with guiltiness and the sadness of losing him...
And after spending two months like a crazy person...
I took out the dolls.
Those were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out.
I remembered the days I spent with him and started to count the days... when we were in love...
"One...two... three..."
That was how... I started to count the dolls...
"Four hundred and eighty four... four hundred and eighty five..."
It all ended with 485 dolls.
I then started to cry again, with a doll in my arms.
I hugged it tightly, then suddenly...
"I love you~, I love you~"
I dropped the dolls, shocked.
"I....lo..ve...you??"
I picked up the dolls and pressed its stomach.
"I love you~ I love you~"
It can't be!
I pressed all the dolls' stomach as it piled on the side.
"I love you~"
"I love you~"
"I love you~"
Those words came out non-stop.
I...love you...
Why didn't I realize that.....
That his heart was always by my side, protecting me.
Why didn't I realize that he love me this much...
I took out the doll under the bed and pressed it's stomach, that was the last doll, the one that fell on the road.
It had his blood stain on it.
The voice came out, the on that I was missing so much...
"Jo...Do you know what today is? We've been loving each other for 486 days. Do you know what 486 is? I couldn't say I love you.... Um... since I was too shy... If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that i love you... everyday... till I die... Jo... I love you..."
The tears came flowing out of me. Why? Why? I asked god, why do I only know about all this now?
He can't be by my side, but he loved me until his last minute...
For that... and for that reason... to me... it became courage... to live a beautiful life...
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This question pop out once I read this story..
Why do we never know what we have till it's gone??
A Sad Love Story- If this doesn't touch you... GET A HEART!!
One night a guy and girl were driving home from the movies. The boy sensed there was something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night. The girl then asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings had changed and that it was time to move on.
A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket and passed her a folded note. At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the drivers seat, killing the boy.
Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out and read it.
" Without your love, I would die."
Waiting
This is a story by Amina Azad
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I never liked the idea of love in the first place, marriage was out of question but even if it was for marrying I knew that i would never have a love marriage mine will have to arrange marriage for some reason I was ok with that. During my first year in graduate college my grandma talked about this guy to my parents as a suitor. I grew up in a very conservative society, where in cases of marriage the choice is up to the hands of the groom’s side the bride side just waits for the answer. However when my dad told me about it I agreed because till now I have not learnt to say no to my dad.
So before I met the guy I met his dad and frankly I really liked him he had a very welcoming face and then after a month when his so arrived from Canada I was in middle east and when I returned there was only a week left before he leaves again for Canada. However I did meet him my first impression about him was zero and something told me at that point he didn’t like me either so I thought this would never work out but after a two days I get a call from his dad that his son wants to talk to me and then the next night he calls me. We talked for pretty long time I learnt that his parents are divorced and that he doesn’t talk to girls much and that he was amazed by my height on the first day he met me. We continued talking on the phone for three more days and I fell for him I know it was really fast and easy but it did I realised i had no control over my heart and just fell for it .
I kept waiting for his calls, every time my phone rang I would get excited, I experienced a feeling that I have never felt before and I knew that what I felt where real and from the ways he talked I figured he felt the same. The day before he left for Canada he visited me. That very day he talked to my grandma and told her that he liked me and has considered marrying me and would marry me after 8 months when I heard this I was really happy the happiest I have been in all my life but like everything happiness too comes with an expiry date.
I have never met his mom; she came to see me two days after he left for Canada. I knew from the moment I met her that the woman didn’t like me firstly because it was the father who chose me and since they were divorced she would never appreciate his choice and secondly unlike the father she was very high nosed and very picky in her selection. I knew my meeting with her didn’t go well so I told my parents and my grandma, my grandma confronted me that the guy has already considered making me his wife and that the father liked me too so it wouldn’t be a problem. The guy told me and even my grandma that he is really his job on Canada and barely has any time to talk other than Sundays and that once he reached there he would give me calls but he never did there was sign of him or his family the funny part was they said yes and vanished off.......but I was heartbroken I cried every night.
I could never share my pain with anyone hence I am writing......and I don’t know what hurts more his indirect rejection or me never getting him..I still wait for him call every Sunday I have this hope in me that he is going to give me a call but he never does I keep wondering what did I say to make him feel this way keep asking myself where was I wrong,,,,I keep recalling the conversation we had keep wondering what he might be doing back there and hoping he would call me on a Sunday .....why did this happen to me for I have done nothing wrong....and I don’t have the capacity to move on............
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I never liked the idea of love in the first place, marriage was out of question but even if it was for marrying I knew that i would never have a love marriage mine will have to arrange marriage for some reason I was ok with that. During my first year in graduate college my grandma talked about this guy to my parents as a suitor. I grew up in a very conservative society, where in cases of marriage the choice is up to the hands of the groom’s side the bride side just waits for the answer. However when my dad told me about it I agreed because till now I have not learnt to say no to my dad.
So before I met the guy I met his dad and frankly I really liked him he had a very welcoming face and then after a month when his so arrived from Canada I was in middle east and when I returned there was only a week left before he leaves again for Canada. However I did meet him my first impression about him was zero and something told me at that point he didn’t like me either so I thought this would never work out but after a two days I get a call from his dad that his son wants to talk to me and then the next night he calls me. We talked for pretty long time I learnt that his parents are divorced and that he doesn’t talk to girls much and that he was amazed by my height on the first day he met me. We continued talking on the phone for three more days and I fell for him I know it was really fast and easy but it did I realised i had no control over my heart and just fell for it .
I kept waiting for his calls, every time my phone rang I would get excited, I experienced a feeling that I have never felt before and I knew that what I felt where real and from the ways he talked I figured he felt the same. The day before he left for Canada he visited me. That very day he talked to my grandma and told her that he liked me and has considered marrying me and would marry me after 8 months when I heard this I was really happy the happiest I have been in all my life but like everything happiness too comes with an expiry date.
I have never met his mom; she came to see me two days after he left for Canada. I knew from the moment I met her that the woman didn’t like me firstly because it was the father who chose me and since they were divorced she would never appreciate his choice and secondly unlike the father she was very high nosed and very picky in her selection. I knew my meeting with her didn’t go well so I told my parents and my grandma, my grandma confronted me that the guy has already considered making me his wife and that the father liked me too so it wouldn’t be a problem. The guy told me and even my grandma that he is really his job on Canada and barely has any time to talk other than Sundays and that once he reached there he would give me calls but he never did there was sign of him or his family the funny part was they said yes and vanished off.......but I was heartbroken I cried every night.
I could never share my pain with anyone hence I am writing......and I don’t know what hurts more his indirect rejection or me never getting him..I still wait for him call every Sunday I have this hope in me that he is going to give me a call but he never does I keep wondering what did I say to make him feel this way keep asking myself where was I wrong,,,,I keep recalling the conversation we had keep wondering what he might be doing back there and hoping he would call me on a Sunday .....why did this happen to me for I have done nothing wrong....and I don’t have the capacity to move on............
Thursday, 8 September 2011
I Am Nobody But Myself
All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself.
My Man
I love him~
Md. Khairuddin Ibrahim of Rimba Gadong. I know him from my club which I joined in April 2011 and we get along together as couple in May 2011..
I know , I know.. you guys will pop out with this words:
- OMG
- What??!!
- You just know him..
- You don't wven know him
- Bla bla bla~
We just can't help falling in love to each other.
If you guys question me how and when I'm falling in love with him, I would say.. "IDK" which stand for I don't know. Hahaha~ I just falls.
If you guys question me how and he faliing in love with me, I would answer this: No idea with "how" question and it a Love at the First Sight. Sweet kan? Haha
Our 1st date was when he invite me for a movie "Thor" at The Mall Gadong. Hmmmm Kesian ni anak ani~ hahaha tinggal d Rimba, ambil Gee di Seria. Then ke bandar pas tu antar Gee blik lagi.. Then blik Rimba gi.. Cinta jua bah~ hahahaha~
The proposal happen on the date when one of our member, Memeng's wife give birth of a cute little girl (Baby Fatin). It's hard for me to believe this man. Pasaaaaall, he propose me.. yet in his FB ada this gurl yg always wall him "suami ku" for my man. Tell me gurls if you read this wall in a guy that propose you.. What would you think? What would you do? What I do at 1st is simple.. REJECT him.. But I think it's unfair for him.. So I just give him chance to explain. With his explaination, I give him chance to prove to me that they really have no relationship. It's not easy and took times to prove love. He do prove to me and think he successfully stole my heart. Do feel guilt sometime for what happen. Love is to feel not to show and you don't have to prove anyting for love.
Loving someone include you need to believe and trust them. When you agree to commit in a relationship, "Its an invitation of a broken heart"..
How was the relationship goes so far?
So far, Alhamdulillah~ Everything work out fine. Sometimes memang lah ada arguement especially from me.. aku bah pemarah hahaha~ But then whatever happen, we never let the arguement last long.. Nda jua siuk tu kan batah2 bperasaan dingin to each other. Eventho to me, sometimes fighting is good for relation pasal from there you will know each other better.
What we share?? ~ Everything if possible.
Our Future
My Dream
Guess thats the end of my story to share about me and him..
Hope you guys pray for our happiness.. XX
Wednesday, 7 September 2011
Ya Allah Aku Telah Jatuh Cinta
Ya Allah
aku telah jatuh cinta
cinta pada setiap ciptaan-Mu
cinta pada alam-Mu
cinta pada alunan ayat-ayat-Mu
cinta pada bisikan rahmat-Mu
cinta pada mahligai kasih dan sayang-Mu
hidupku indah dengan cinta
namun Ya Allah
keterlaluankah aku
andai aku meminta kepada-Mu
satu cinta dari insan dalam kalanganku
yang mampu membawaku bertemu dengan-Mu?
aku telah jatuh cinta
cinta pada setiap ciptaan-Mu
cinta pada alam-Mu
cinta pada alunan ayat-ayat-Mu
cinta pada bisikan rahmat-Mu
cinta pada mahligai kasih dan sayang-Mu
hidupku indah dengan cinta
namun Ya Allah
keterlaluankah aku
andai aku meminta kepada-Mu
satu cinta dari insan dalam kalanganku
yang mampu membawaku bertemu dengan-Mu?
Cinta itu fitrah
Cinta itu anugerah
Cinta itu indah
Namun cinta itu pastinya akan lebih indah
Andai cinta itu adalah cinta yang diredhai Allah
Maka jauhilah hubungan terlarang
Hubungan yang sangat dibenci oleh-Nya
Jika tidak,bimbang akan mengundang fitnah
Bimbang akan menjadi tawar
Bimbang hilang manisnya kelak
Cinta itu anugerah
Cinta itu indah
Namun cinta itu pastinya akan lebih indah
Andai cinta itu adalah cinta yang diredhai Allah
Maka jauhilah hubungan terlarang
Hubungan yang sangat dibenci oleh-Nya
Jika tidak,bimbang akan mengundang fitnah
Bimbang akan menjadi tawar
Bimbang hilang manisnya kelak
"Sesiapa yang jatuh cinta,kemudian menyembunyikannya hingga kematian datang menjemputnya,maka dia adalah seorang yang syahid"
(Riwayat Hakim,Ibn Asakir,al-Dailami dan lain2)
*dipetik daripada buku Pemilik Cintaku Setelah Allah dan Rasul karangan Fatimah Syarha Mohd NoordinNamun harus diingat sabda Rasulullah SAW yang bermaksud
"Belum sempurna iman seseorang daripada kalian sebelum dia mencintaiku lebih daripada hartanya,anaknya dan manusia seluruhnya"
Aku mencintaimu kerana agamamu
Andai hilang agamamu,hilanglah cintaku kepadamu.
(Imam al-Nawawi)
"Belum sempurna iman seseorang daripada kalian sebelum dia mencintaiku lebih daripada hartanya,anaknya dan manusia seluruhnya"
Aku mencintaimu kerana agamamu
Andai hilang agamamu,hilanglah cintaku kepadamu.
(Imam al-Nawawi)
~~Cinta tak bermakna memiliki.Usahlah terlalu menonjolkan diri di hadapan si dia semata2 agar si dia tahu kewujudanmu.Berdiam dirilah kamu di tempatmu.InsyaAllah andai benar jodohmu dengannya,sejauh mana pun hati kalian,Allah pasti akan dekatkan bila tiba masanya kelak.Dan andai dia bukan ditakdirkan untukmu,jangan bersedih.Si dia mungkin bukanlah yang terbaik untukmu.Percayalah pada janji Allah.Dia telah menciptakan seseorang yang jauh lebih baik untuk menjadi pendampingmu.Rebutlah cinta Ilahi,insyaAllah kita akan mendapat cinta manusia..~~
Menjadi Tunang Orang Tanpa Kita Sedar
Jika seorang lelaki menyatakan hasrat kepada seorang perempuan untuk dijadikan isteri dan wanita itu bersetuju, adakah ia dikira bertunang walaupun ibu bapa perempuan itu belum tahu atau tidak kenal pihak lelaki?
Jawapan
Makna pinang dari segi syarak adalah pihak lelaki menyatakan hasrat berkahwin kepada pihak perempuan. Apabila pihak perempuan berkata setuju, maka perempuan itu sudah dikira menjadi tunang kepada lelaki tersebut.
Contohnya apabila seorang lelaki berkata kepada seorang perempuan, "Aku ingin jadikan kamu sebagai isteriku."
"Kahwin la dengan kita bila-bila," jawab perempuan tersebut.
Maka dari segi hukum syarak, tatkala pihak perempuan itu bersetuju, dia telah menjadi tunang kepada lelaki tersebut; walaupun ia disebut dalam telefon.
Jadi, haram bagi lelaki lain untuk masuk meminang jika hal itu diketahui. Namun jika pihak lelaki lain yang ingin masuk meminang itu tidak tahu, maka ia tidak haram.
Bagaimana dengan kebiasaan orang Melayu yang menghantar rombongan meminang untuk lelaki meminang perempuan?
Ia hanyalah adat Melayu, dan tiada kena mengena dengan hukum Islam. Antara hukum Islam dan hukum adat, mana satu lebih penting?
Namun tiada masalah dengan adat Melayu itu, cuma dari segi hukum Islam, bertunang itu adalah apabila seorang perempuan itu bersetuju dengan hasrat pihak lelaki untuk menjadikannya seorang isteri.
Bagaimana Jika Perempuan Itu Ketiadaan Ibu Dan Ayah?
Mengikut hukum syarak, jika perempuan itu persetujuannya sudah diizinkan oleh syarak seperti perempuan yang cerdik, yang sudah baligh dan sebagainya, ia sudah dianggap bertunang jika dia bersetuju dengan pelawaan lelaki yang menyatakan hasrat mengahwininya.
Apabila perempuan itu persetujuannya tidak menepati hukum syarak seperti belum baligh, gila dan lain-lain, maka wali diperlukan untuk menjawab 'pinangan' tersebut.
Kesimpulannya, kita perlu berhati-hati kerana kita boleh menjadi tunang orang tanpa kita sedar. Pastinya ramai yang tidak tahu dan perasan akan hakikat ini.
Jawapan
Makna pinang dari segi syarak adalah pihak lelaki menyatakan hasrat berkahwin kepada pihak perempuan. Apabila pihak perempuan berkata setuju, maka perempuan itu sudah dikira menjadi tunang kepada lelaki tersebut.
Contohnya apabila seorang lelaki berkata kepada seorang perempuan, "Aku ingin jadikan kamu sebagai isteriku."
"Kahwin la dengan kita bila-bila," jawab perempuan tersebut.
Maka dari segi hukum syarak, tatkala pihak perempuan itu bersetuju, dia telah menjadi tunang kepada lelaki tersebut; walaupun ia disebut dalam telefon.
Jadi, haram bagi lelaki lain untuk masuk meminang jika hal itu diketahui. Namun jika pihak lelaki lain yang ingin masuk meminang itu tidak tahu, maka ia tidak haram.
Bagaimana dengan kebiasaan orang Melayu yang menghantar rombongan meminang untuk lelaki meminang perempuan?
Ia hanyalah adat Melayu, dan tiada kena mengena dengan hukum Islam. Antara hukum Islam dan hukum adat, mana satu lebih penting?
Namun tiada masalah dengan adat Melayu itu, cuma dari segi hukum Islam, bertunang itu adalah apabila seorang perempuan itu bersetuju dengan hasrat pihak lelaki untuk menjadikannya seorang isteri.
Bagaimana Jika Perempuan Itu Ketiadaan Ibu Dan Ayah?
Mengikut hukum syarak, jika perempuan itu persetujuannya sudah diizinkan oleh syarak seperti perempuan yang cerdik, yang sudah baligh dan sebagainya, ia sudah dianggap bertunang jika dia bersetuju dengan pelawaan lelaki yang menyatakan hasrat mengahwininya.
Apabila perempuan itu persetujuannya tidak menepati hukum syarak seperti belum baligh, gila dan lain-lain, maka wali diperlukan untuk menjawab 'pinangan' tersebut.
Kesimpulannya, kita perlu berhati-hati kerana kita boleh menjadi tunang orang tanpa kita sedar. Pastinya ramai yang tidak tahu dan perasan akan hakikat ini.
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