Don't Talk to Me About Muhammad

29 avril 2010


nak kongsi kisah menarik daripada sirah Rasulullah S.A.W:)

A long time ago, in a land far, far away, there lived an old woman who was carrying a heavy load along the road in the desert. It was a bit difficult for her, but she was managing as best as she could. A young man asked if he could help her with her load, and she readily obliged. Here is the conversation that transpired:

“It would be such a pleasure to have you come alone with me. I accept your gracious offer of kindness and company”she said. She was a very talkative woman, and the young man did not want to interrupt her. So, he let her speak the entire time they were together without interruption:

“But as we walk along young man and as you help me with my load, I have only one request as we travel down this road: Don’t talk to me about Muhammad! Because of him there is no peace and I have trouble in my mind. So, don’t talk to me about Muhammad! And as we walk along together, we will get along just fine.”

She continued:

“That man upsets me so, so much more than you could know! I hear of his name and reputation everywhere I go. Though his family and his clan once knew him as an honest man, he’s dividing everyone with his claim that God is one!”

“He’s misled all the weak, the poor, and the slaves. They think they’ve all found wealth and freedom by following his way!”she sarcastically snorted.

“He’s corrupted all of our youth with his twisted brand of truth. He’s convinced them that they all are strong and gave them somewhere to belong. So, don’t you dare talk to me about Muhammad !”
They reached their destination, and the man helped the woman put away her belongings. The old woman , with a wide smile of gratitude at this stranger’s kindness, turned to him and said, “Thank you now, young man. You’ve really been so kind. That generosity and smile is very rare to find now a days. Let me give you some advice, since you’ve been so very nice to me. Stay away from Muhammad. Don’t heed his word or emulate his way. If you do, you will never have true peace, and all you will find is trouble.”

As the young man turned to walk away, she stopped him: “Now before we part and go, if it’s alright just the same, may I ask my dear young man, who are you? What’s your name?”

He told her, and she stopped dead in her tracks.

“Forgive me, but what was that? Your words weren’t very clear. My ears are getting old, and sometimes I have a hard time hearing. You know, it’s truly rather funny, but I’m sure I must be wrong. Yet, I thought I heard you said that your name is Muhammad.”

“I am Muhammad,” the Prophet (peace be upon him) told the old woman.

She replied, “I bear witness there is nothing worthy of worship except God, and Muhammad is the Messenger of God.”

Walaupun perempuan tu hina Rasulullah,baginda tetap tenang dan sabar.Kalo kita yang berada di tempat baginda tak tahu la boleh jadi sesabar tu ke x.Rasanya macam x.huhu

Pengajaran yang Blossom boleh diambil dari cerita ni:walaupun orang buat jahat dengan kita,kalo kita balas dengan kebaikan,pasti orang itu akan termalu dan hormat kepada kita.

anda pula bagaimana?

Saudara Senyum :)

26 avril 2010

In the name of Allah the Most Gracious Most Merciful

We just want to share a little bit of animation from Ustaz Senyum. Here goes. Selamat menonton!

Hope that you guys love your friends and family more and more and for the sake of Iman and Islam

The Old Bicycle

23 avril 2010

The Old Bicycle

Why would Mother force us to ride on such a hideous contraption just to get to school?

In a village in Selangor, Malaysia, where I grew up, coconut trees shaded the wooden houses, where fathers bowed to the earth working the paddy, mothers stayed at home and their children ran around barefoot.

When I was ten and my sister Ayu was seven, my family was having a hard time – Father was not earning enough from his jobs at the cocoa estate and the paddy factory. Finally he decided he could make a better living collecting rattan from deep in the forest and selling it to a nearby furniture manufacturer.

Mother was extremely worried tigers would eat him, but Father said that it was better to risk being eaten by a tiger than to sit at home and not eat anything at all.

So early one morning he set out on his motorcycle looking for rattan. Suddenly Ayu and I had no way of getting to school, which was far from our home. I could think of nothing better than to miss school and play with my little sister. As we stood at the front door waving goodbye to Father, I whispered to Ayu that we were going to scoop up tadpoles from the backyard pond and put them in a glass jar as pets. We both grinned in anticipation.

Our happiness didn’t last long. Mother suddenly appeared behind us with her hands on her hips and said, “What are you both doing here? It’s getting late, get dressed.”

“Get dressed for what?” I asked.

Mother’s eyes bulged. “My, surely not for your wedding. For school, of course.”

My jaw dropped. “Father is gone, and we can’t walk to school, if that’s what you mean.”

Mother shook her head and answered, “You’re not walking. I’m going to take you to school today. There’s your father’s bicycle.”

Looking towards the lawn, we saw an extremely old bicycle leaning against the guava tree. The handle was bent into an odd, twisted shape and the right pedal was nothing but an iron rod. It had been quite some time since anyone had used the bicycle and I wondered if it even worked.

I told Mother that the bicycle would be so slow that we would be old by the time we reached school. She told me not to get smart with her or she’d make my ears warm, tingling and nice to look at.

I looked at Ayu for support. She declared that she would be ashamed forever if she went to school on that bicycle. Mother shot back that she didn’t remember adopting the prime minister’s daughter.

“So you’re going to school on that bicycle today,” she said. End of argument.

With hearts as heavy as the house, we got into our school uniforms with sour looks on our faces. Ayu stomped around to protest the dictatorship we lived under.

Mother didn’t say anything to her; instead she whispered to me, “If she doesn’t stop, the house will fall down and we’ll have to live under a banana tree for the rest of our lives.” I knew she was trying to make me laugh. I tried to keep a straight face to show her I was still unhappy, but I couldn't.

By the time we had put on our shoes, Mother was waiting with the old bicycle by the front door. “Get on and make yourself comfortable!” she said merrily.

We climbed up on the back carrier. It was too small for the both of us. As a result, half of my bottom hung in midair with no support.

Off we went. The bicycle rattled terribly and everyone we passed turned to see where the noise was coming from. Ayu and I covered our faces with our hands in shame.

The tyres were almost flat, which meant that the bicycle gave a great jolt every time it hit a rock or a hole in the road. I told Mother that we could end up constipated. “You could be sent to jail for ruining our digestive system,” Ayu added in a quivering voice.

Mother chuckled and said she had never heard such a thing before. Besides, constipation was not so bad compared to all the other illnesses in the world.

Twenty-five minutes later we arrived at the school gates. Classes had already started. We jumped off the bicycle, rubbing our aching backs and our sore bottoms. We told Mother that this would be the last time we would have anything to do with that bicycle. We’d rather walk to school in future.

She rubbed our backs and said, “I’m sorry for your trouble but I don’t want my children to skip classes, and I don’t want my children ending up like me, with almost no education. So get in there and study well for me, will you?”

She gave us money for lunch, and we kissed her right hand – in a sign of respect – just as we always did at home before Father took us to school. However, when I laid my lips on her hand, I tasted salt. It was wet with sweat. When I looked at her more closely, I saw that her face was glistening and flushed, and her white traditional baju kurung with the little blue flowers was drenched. Her nostrils were flaring painfully, and her chest was heaving.

Then it struck me: while Ayu and I were busy complaining about the torturous ride on the killer bicycle, Mother struggled to keep going.

I felt as if a rope was strangling my heart. I couldn’t understand why she chose the hard way instead of staying at home and resting her feet.

As I walked heavily towards the school gate that day, the words Mother often said to us played over and over in my head: “My reasons are stronger than yours and don’t you bother. I know, for I’m your mother.”

**Credit to Norliza Baharom

Norliza Baharom returned to live in her native village of Sungai Besar after obtaining a degree in English literature.

Very Powerful Story: It’s Worth To Spend 5 Minutes

20 avril 2010

There were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha. He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib.

While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed.His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace. He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while.

He had been at work all day and was tired, so tired.He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.

He was sweating profusely.

He looked around.

It was very crowded.

Every direction he looked in was filled with people.

Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.

Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was.

His heart was about to burst.

It was the Day of Judgment.

When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the

Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago..

Could this be something his mind made up?

No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this.

The interrogation was still going on.

He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called.

No one could answer him.

All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a passageway for him.

Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward.

He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd.

The angels brought him to the centre and left him there.

His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie.

He opened his eyes but saw only another world.

The people were all helping others.

He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam.

His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while the other was being cleared.

He pleaded his case,

'I too was always on this path..

I helped others.

I spread the word of Allah.

I performed my Salah.

I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.

Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.

Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.'

He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah.

He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over.

His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision.

At last, the decision was made.

The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd.

His legs felt like they were going to collapse.

He closed his eyes as they began

To read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.

His name was read first.

He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn't be,

'How could I go to Jahannam?

I served others all my life,

I spread the word of Allah to others'.

His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.

The two angels took him by the arms.

As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam.

He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him.

He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur'an that he read, he was asking if none of them would help him.

The Jahannam angels continued to drag him.

They had gotten closer to the Hellfire.

He looked back and these were his last pleas.

Had not Rasulullah [S.A.W.W.] said,

'How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins'?

He began yelling,

'My prayers? My prayers? My prayers.?'

The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam.

The flames of the fire were burning his face.

He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.

One of the angels pushed him in.

He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames.

He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.

He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.

He wiped some dust off himself and asked him,

'Who are you?'

The old man replied,

'I am your prayers'.

'Why are you so late! I was almost in the Fire! You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in'.

The old man smiled and shook his head,

'You always performed me at the last minute, did you forget?'

At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah.

He was in a sweat.

He listened to the voices coming from outside.

He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha.

He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.


Harap bermanfaat.

“ Wahai Tuhan Kami Yang Maha Membolak-Balikkan hati-hati kami , arahkanlah hati kami ke arah ketaatanmu"

kisah Nono dan Lili

17 avril 2010

Assalamualaikum W.B.T.

Kawan-kawan semua sihat? harap semua sihat insyaAllah.

Bee nak share satu dialog dengan kawan-kawan.dialog antara Lili dan Nono.

Suatu petang, Lili termenung seorangan di bawah satu pokok, dan di tangannye ade sehelai kertas A4 kosong, dan sebatang pensil. Angin bertiup sepoi-sepoi bahasa, bunyi burung berkicauan makin membawa hatinye jauh dari jasadnye di situ.

Kring! Kring! Kring! Kring!

Lili tersentap,sedikit terkejut dengan bunyi loceng basikal tu. Die pusing ke belakang, mencari bunyi-bunyian itu. Kelihatan Nono yang dari jauh memangggil-manggil namanye. “Lili! Lili!”

“kenape, Nono?”

“Nono baru gaduh dengan mak Nono.”

“gaduh dengan mak? Macam serius je bunyinye. Kenape korang gaduh?”

“mak Nono tu.. asyik suruh orang ikut kate die jee. Nono tak suke laa. Nono benci orang suruh2 Nono buat benda yang Nono tak suke. Lili pon tau kan. Nono anti orang2 yang suke arah2 Nono jangan buat tu, jangan buat ni.”

Nono kelihatan sangat marah. Sampai merah mukanya menahan kemarahan terhadap maknye. Mungkin besar pergaduhan mereka anak beranak ni, sampai kan Nono membawa diri dari rumah. Tapi Nono memang begitu, pantang kalau ditegur ape yang die suke buat. Biasalah, anak tunggal. Selalu dapat je ape yang die nak, terutamanye dari arwah ayahnye. Tapi sejak ayahnye meninggal dunia setahun yang lalu, gadis berusia 17tahun itu sangat mudah melenting tatkala ditegur. Sangat sensitif. Mungkin terasa kehilangan yang tersangat sampaikan semuanye mengganggu emosi Nono.

Matanya merah, bergenang air matanya.

“Nono… pandang Lili. Jangan macam nii.. cube Nono ceritakan kat Lili ape yang dah berlaku. Lili akan cube sebaik mungkin untuk tolong Nono dan mak Nono. ”

Lama Nono terdiam. Air matanya mula menitis. Terlihat kesedihan di raut wajahnye. Emosinye sangat terganggu.

“mak Nono tu.. Nono cakap Nono nak keluar dengan Mirul malam ni. Mirul ajak Nono pergi rumah die. Parents die tak de kat rumah. So die ajak kitorg semua pergi rumah die malam ni, die buat parti. Bukan buat ape pon, makan malam same2 je. Pastu ade laa die pasang lagu siket2. Takkan la makan malam camtu je. Mesti la nak ade hiburan. Nono cakap kat mak Nono yang Nono nak pergi. Mirul tu kawan baik Nono. Tak salahkan kalau Nono pergi rumah die malam ni..”

“habis tu, Nono cakap ape kat mak Nono bile mak Nono tak bagi Nono pergi rumah Mirul?”

“Nono cakap la, mak memang jahat. Mak tak bagi Nono kawan dengan siape pon. Mak tak macam ayah. Ayah baik! Ayah kasik je Nono kawan dengan sape yang Nono nak, tapi mak tak kasik langsung.”

Sungguh opened Nono dengan Lili, mereka berkawan baik sejak dari kecil lagi. Ape sahaje masalah Nono, mesti Lili lah orang pertama yang akan dicari. Begitu juga dengan Lili.

“Nono..tak baik Nono cakap kat mak Nono macam tu. Mak Nono tu dah tua. Die tak de orang lain lagi dah selain Nono. Nono je la satu-satunye anak yang die ade, satu-satunya permata. Tak pernah seorang mak itu nakkan yang paling teruk untuk anaknye, semestinye ape yang die buat hanyalah semate2 untuk kebaikan dan kebahagiaan anak die.Berdosa besar Nono cakap macam tu dengan mak Nono. ”

“ahhh. Lili cakap macam tu sebab Lili tak rase ape yang Nono rase. Lili takde mak. Boleh la Lili cakap macam tu. ”

Ouch! Agak pedas kate-kate Nono.

Lili terdiam sebentar. Wajah kawan baiknye direnung sedalam-dalamnye. Cube menahan marah atas ape yang Nono cakapkan tadi. Sabar. Memang antara mereka berdua, Lili lebih matang dalam membuat keputusan, Nono lebih manje dan sedikit beremosi.

“Nono. Betul kate-kate Nono. Lili takde mak, sebab tu Lili tak boleh rase ape yang Nono rase. Tapi bile Lili dah kehilangan mak Lili, sekarang baru Lili rase menyesal. Lili tak mampu bahagiakan mak Lili. Lili selalu berkasar dengan mak Lili. Setiap kali mak Lili nasihatkan Lili untuk tinggalkan perkara2 yang buruk, Lili tak pernah nak ikut. Sebab Lili tau Lili pandai membezakan yang baik dan yang buruk. Tapi Lili salah. Mak Lili lagi tau ape yang terbaik untuk Lili, ape yang terbaik untuk anaknye. Bile mak Lili meninggal dunia akibat serangan jantung, baru Lili terase sangat sangat menyesal. Lili tak pernah dengar kata-kata mak Lili. Lili rasakan yang sepanjang hidup mak Lili, die mungkin tak pernah bahagia dengan tingkah laku Lili. Lili kurang ajar dengan die. Tapi die tak pernah marah Lili. Even Lili tengking die balik, die senyap je. Tak pernah nak tampar Lili sebab Lili kurang ajar. Bile Lili mengamuk masuk bilik, die tak pernah putus asa untuk pujuk Lili. Terbalik kan? Sepatutnya Lili yang jaga hati mak Lili, tapi dah terbalik, Lili saketkan hati mak Lili, mak Lili pulak yang jaga hati Lili. Tanak Lili bersedih. Mak Lili tak pernah tunjuk muka masam depan Lili, die tak pernah mengamuk, die tak pernah mogok taknak masak untuk Lili ke ape, die tak pernah balas dendam dengan ape yang Lili dah buat kat die, tiap kali Lili ade masalah, die tak pernah jemu tolong Lili, bagi sokongan kat Lili, biarpon dah banyak sangat dah Lili berkasar dengan die. ”

Lili terdiam. Air matanya mencurah laju. Kini rindunya terhadap arwah maknya sangat mendalam. Rindunya seorang anak akan belaian kasih sayang maknye.

Dengan suara tersekat-sekat, akibat menangis teresak-esak, Lili sambung.. “..dan Lili tak pernah sempat pon cakap kat mak Lili yang Lili sayang mak..”

Nono menghampiri Lili, sambil memeluk erat bahu kawan baiknye..

“Lili.. Nono mintak maaf.. Nono tak de niat nak sakitkan hati Lili. Nono mintak maaf.. sekarang baru Nono tahu betapa mak kite sayangkan kite. Mak Nono sayangkan Nono.. tapi Nono langsung tak menghargai semua tu..”

Terdengar esakan Lili. Air mata Nono juga mula bercucuran..

“Nono, kalau betul Nono sayangkan mak Nono, baliklah. Pujuk lah die balik. Lili yakin, mak Nono paham keadaan Nono. Cube Nono tanye mak Nono baik2 kenape die tak bagi Nono ikut Mirul keluar malam ni. Lili yakin, alasan mak Nono sangat kukuh. Dia sayangkan Nono..”

Nono mengelap air matanye. Kate-kate Lili sangat memberi makne buatnye. “ye, mak aku sayangkan aku,” bisik hati kecilnye.

“pergilah balik, mintak maaf dengan mak Nono. Ingat, redha Allah adalah restu dari kedua orang tua kite. Kalau orang tua kite berkecil hati dengan kite, sampai bile-bile kite tak dapat redha Allah.

“baik, Lili. Terima kasih atas nasihat Lili.”

Nono beredar dengan basikalnye selepas member satu ciuman seorang sahabat baik kepada Lili, sebagai tanda terima kasih dan memujuk Lili agar tidak bersedih lagi.

“mak.. Lili sayang mak..”


Hargailah mak kite selagi mana kite masih memilikinye.

Harap kawan2 sudi menghayati video ni. Bee tujukan untuk semua kawan Bee.


Ps: Bee sayang mama. ^^

Apa nak jadi??

14 avril 2010

Salam semua..Keluang Man muncul kembali..

Keluang Man masih lagi terkedu dengan berita ini....

17,303 anak luar nikah didaftar 2009

KUALA LUMPUR: Seramai 17,303 anak luar nikah Melayu atau tidak sah taraf didaftarkan di seluruh negara sepanjang tahun lalu.

Berita penuh/sumber:

Ramai bukan???wah, panas-panas..apa yang dah berlaku kat Malaysia sekarang ini??adakah kita sedar atau tidak??Masalah ini amat SERIUS..yea..Seriusss!!!

Oh, adakah anak-anak ini yang akan mewarisi bumi bertuah kita nanti??Yea, mereka tidak bersalah, ibubapa mereka yang bersalah...Banyak faktor yang boleh menyumbang ke arah permasalahan ini..Kerana nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga....

Jadi, di sini nampaklah dimana kelemahan kita sekarang..Mana perginya bukti jika kita mengatakan yang kita umat ISLAM??Islam tak mengajar berbuat zina..malah melarang sekeras-kerasnya adalah...Atau kita hanya islam pada nama???

Seronok hanya sekejap...Nasihat ibu bapa tak mahu dengar, ajaran islam dilupakan, jadi hanyutlah bersama dunia ini...

Janganlah kita hanyut dengan godaan dunia yang makin menghancurkan ini....Gembira di sini tetapi akan menangis di sana...Bila nyawa dah bercerai dengan badan, semua kemewahan di sini sudah tidak berguna lagik..Ingatlah wahai kawanku semua...

Tepuk dada tanya iman!

Saya rindu untuk melihat bilakah islam akan tersebar ke seluruh alam....saya rindu bilakah maksiat dan zina akan berhenti...adakah saya sempat melihatnya???

Ya Allah, Jauhkanlah diriku, keluargaku,saudara-maraku,sahabat-sahabatku dan kaum muslimin muslimat semua dari godaan hawa nafsu syaitan...

penyakit hati

11 avril 2010

Salam semua!

Pernah tak kadang-kadang rasa hati tak tenang?Kalo nak kata tak solat,dah solat.Ngaji pun dah.Tapi rasa macam ada something lagi yang tak kena.Haa..Blossom nak kongsi apa dia penyakit hati or sifat-sifat mazmummah yang mungkin menjadi salah satu sebab kita menjadi tak tenang.

1. Pemarah - paling mudah dikesan atau dilihat dan
paling banyak di dalam diri manusia. Orang seperti ini
jarang mendapat kawan dan hati tentunya tidak terang.

2. Pendendam - tersembunyi iaitu ibarat mengumpul
lahar di dalam dada. Orang seperti ini sentiasa
mencari-cari peluang untuk membalas dendam walaupun
secara yang kecil-kecil sekalipun seperti sakitkan
hati atau tempelak orang yang didendami itu. Sebab itu
orang pendendam mudah kena sakit jantung.

3. Hasad dengki - amalanya hangus akibat hasad
dengkinya itu kerana ia memiliki sifat ketuhanan.

4. Bakhil - sentiasa merasakan orang lain menginginkan
harta, kesenangan, pangkat dll. dari dirinya.
Contohnya sentiasa berdalih mengatakan ia tiada duit.

5. Tamak - orang yang tidak puas dengan yang sedikit
nescaya tidak akan puas dengan yang banyak kerana
dunia ini ibarat meminum air laut,walau berapa banyak
yg diminum tetap tak abis jugak lagipun org tamak
selalu rugi..

6. Tidak sabar - andainya perkara yang kecil pun tidak
boleh bersabar apatah lagi hal-hal yang lebih besar.

7. Ego - ibu segala mazmummah jadi ia membuatkan
seseorang paling tidak tenang. Orang yang memiliki
sifat ini pantang tercabar dari sudut zahir mahupun

8. Riak - terseksa sendiri kerana sentiasa
tercari-cari peluang untuk dipuji. Sentiasa
berlakon di depan orang. Jika ia dipuji, ia
akan menambah amalnya tetapi jika dikeji, ia akan
mengurangkan amalnya. Allah marah kalau kita
riak..takabbur dgn aper yg kita ada(harta,ilmu amal dll)

9. Cinta dunia - tidak dapat menderita, dapat pun
menderita kerana bila sudah dapat susah pula
menjaganya. Berhartalah tidak mengapa tetapi kawal
hati jangan diletakkan pada harta itu.

Kita suma manusia biasa,mana nak lari daripada memiliki sifat-sifat di atas.Memang susah untuk buang,tapi tiada salahnya untuk mencuba=)

Semangat dan terus semangat!

8 avril 2010


Berita hari Selasa, 16 Mac 2010:

"Belgium court says Muslim teacher can wear headscarf in class
A Muslim mathematics teacher in a municipal school in Belgium won her legal battle to wear a veil in class on Thursday.

The teacher more than two years came to class with his head covered, but in September last year, school authorities suddenly decided to deny her this.

But following a court decision to allow a teacher to teach while wearing a headscarf, Francophone parties are pushing for a general ban on religious symbols in schools.

The first attempt to repeal the discriminatory decision of the teacher was not a success – a court in Charleroi took the side of the school, recalling a decree on the “neutrality” of the state school system.

France, whose five million Muslims make up Europe's largest Islamic minority, banned Muslim headscarves in state schools in 2004 and a recent proposal for a burqa ban has sparked outcry in the Muslim world.

Mashaallah. Saya kagum sangat dengan perjuangan wanita ini. Atau lebih spesifik lagi muslimah ini. Saya kenal beberapa kawan di Perancis sana yang bersungguh² mempertahankan tudung mereka di tempat pengajian mereka. Ada juga yang tak mampu nak buat apa² terpaksa juga tanggalkan.

Tapi itulah, mari kita sama² ambil dan serap semangat wanita ini untuk teruskan perjuangan kita untuk makmurkan bumi ini dengan agama Islam yang kita cintai. Saya pun Insyaallah akan cuba untuk tidak mudah menyerah kalah dan kononnya 'pasrah' andai ada yang menghalang saya nanti.

bersemangat pulak! ;D

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I Love My Planet

5 avril 2010

Assalamulaikum warahmatullah


Konnichiwa mina~sama!

Earth is a very important part of our lives. Most of us wouldn't think of polluting our bodies, yet we are polluting our planet by misuse and overuse of our natural resources. As responsible individuals we should at least do what we can to help reduce, reuse, and recycle what we can as a first step.

We are not completely to blame; we inherited a polluted Earth, but we can do something to ensure that our children can grow up in a cleaner, safer planet than ourselves.

Do you think that we superheroes only care to save people from danger? Hey, we also concern for our planet earth as much as we concern for those who need our help.

Don't ever let someone get away with saying "what can I do, I am only one person". Each and every person can do a lot, and you can influence others to do something as well.

It is great to talk about how important the Earth's environment is to you; but it is more important to put words into action. Some actions on our part are very simple and effective such as:

TURN OFF THE LIGHTS when you are not in the room (this is an easy one that is quickly forgotten). Also, unplug your appliances when not in use; even when not in use they can be an "energy sink" just by being plugged in.

2. Many grocery stores sell REUSABLE BAGS (usually a few cents), buy them and use them.

3. PLANT A TREE or other plants. You might want to think about raising some edible plants (help the environment, save money on food, and feed healthy food to your family - what could be better)

USE REFILLABLE BOTTLES for water. Bottled water is a huge culprit to having a clean environment. Stop buying all of those water bottles that fill up our land-fills. If you need special water, buy a water filter.

REUSE WHAT YOU CAN, like boxes for mailing and padded envelopes can have several uses in them. Be sure to black out the previous addresses and remove the used stamps.

PLAN YOUR TRIPS and combine as many errands into an outing as possible. See if you can carpool to work, or take a bus; or ride a bike to work or you can simply walk (think of the calories you might burn!)

USE NATURAL CLEANERS whenever possible like lemons and baking soda. It is healthier for the environment as well as for your family.

8. BUY LOCALLY, when purchasing meats, dairy, eggs and cheese products. It is far more likely to be organic and raised safely.

9. MAKE YOUR OWN MEALS, and avoid fast-food eateries, that consume paper, plastic, and styrofoam in enormous amounts, that consumers discard in landfills.

SUBSCRIBE FOR RECEIVING BILLS BY EMAIL, it saves gas and trees. Also pay bills online and email instead of writing letters.

There are many more tips to go green and save our environment. All you need are will-power and desire to live in a cleaner, safer world.

“God loves us more than we could ever tell; He made us this world and He made it well,”

True Love

2 avril 2010

In the Name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful

Peace be upon you.


How are we all doing today? Katil dan bantal masih empuk? Air panas masih berfungsi? Stock makanan masih ade? Tampat tinggal still aman damai? Family dan kenkawan still in touch? Ape yg kurang? Ape yg lebih?
Whatever it is,have we said alhamdulillah for all that we are granted with?

Alright,this week kite nyanyiiii~

I have a roomate, and we share a hobby. Kami sgtlah suke berkaraoke kat dalam bilik. Bagi jelah bahase ape, english?French?Malay?Korea?Mandarin..Tagalog pon dibantai nye skali.

So harini nak ajak readers sume berkaraoke.Im sure all of you dah familiar dgn lagu ni. Kalau tak pernah dengar penuh pun mesti penah dgr siket2 time iklan kat TV dulu.
Ok here it is..with lyric.
(Ade kawan Huntress sorg nie 'A" bukan name sebenar cukup anti betul kalau org bukak video youtube tade lirik, susah nak nyanyi katenye)

Hmm...Best? Kalau tak puas lagi takpe..Replay lagi. ;-)

Anyway, personally my favourite part of this song would be...

You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me

Hmm...The other day, I was on a row with one of my girlfriends. It was just a misunderstanding but it hurts. Its all apart of life kan. I didn't say she was wrong, and I'm not implying that I was right either. Sometimes things just turn bad when we choose to see things differently kan.Same thing,different point of view.

I haven't always been a goody two shoes. Its not that easy,sometimes you wanna do something good and people think otherwise, they criticize because of your past,because you changed.

That day, I was soo sad and I couldnt think of anyone to turn to. I kept it to myself, afraid that if I told someone I would badmouth my friend instead. As I was thinking to myself, I grabbed my little blue book (Mathurat,Juz 28,29,30 & 40 Hadith Nawawi)
I randomly turned the page on the hadith part when I found this;

On the authority of Abu Hurairah, who said: the messenger of Allah said:

Allah the Almighty has said:
"Who soever shows enmity to a friend of Mine, I shall be at war with him.
My servant does not draw near to Me with anything more loved by Me than the religious duties I have imposed upon him, and My servant continues to draw near to Me with supererogatory works so that I shall love him.
When I love him I am his hearing with which he hears,
his seeing with which he sees,
his hand with which he strikes,
and his foot with which he walks.
Were he to ask [something] of Me, I would surely give it to him and were he to ask Me for refuge, I would surely grant him it."

related by Bukhari.

Hadith 38

Hmm..So, what do you think? Sounds similar doesn't it?

So,tanak ke kite jadi Kekasih si Die? Don't you wish to feel special?
If you wish to turn to a new leaf and afraid of what people might say. Let them talk. We can't make everyone happy kan?
What are we afraid of really?nie atas nie...Allah say it Himself;
Who soever shows enmity to a friend of Mine, I shall be at war with him.

If we're trying to be a better muslim,trying to bring ourselves closer to God,do not be afraid. For those who go against you,God Himself would be at war with that person. Tak gempak ke? Yang Maha Kuat, Maha Berkuasa declare war atas orang yang tak suke kite?

And when we feel like we had nowhere to run to..Just remember Al-Muhaimin is always around to protect us..

(even if you feel safe with your family, se-protective mane parents kite pon, Hanya Satu Yang Maha Melindungi kan? Rase selamat di samping bf? Setough/semacho mane pon buah hati kite, Hanye Die Yang Maha Kuat. Or even if you think your bestie understands you best...Theres only one Yang Maha Mendengar,Maha Mengetahui...Who Knows us inside out)

So...What more are we asking for?

Time is running up...can any of us guarantee him/herself that we will still be alive the next minute?Or how sure are we that we would still be able to wake up tomorrow morning in our comfort zone?

Do you think the people in Haiti or Portugal could have guessed that their country,their home would be hit by a disaster the day it hit them?

The signs is all around us...

Now its all up to us..Whether we choose to SEE it or ignore it.

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The Wayfarers

We are the wayfarers
We are the travelers
Wondering through
The planet earth
And see how great
The Creator is

We are the wayfarers
We are the travelers
Don’t you ever think
How strange it is
To treat everything
As tough as it’s ours