Is This For Real?…
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SHAH ALAM: Female students in higher-learning institutes here are being persuaded not to wear panties on Valentine’s Day as an expression of true love for their boyfriends.The “no-panties promotion”, being held for the first time, has apparently been gaining interest among the students, who are passing the news by word-of-mouth.
Two students in their 20s from Shah Alam, known only as Ummi and Melissa, said they were aware of the “promotion.”
“I feel it is personal,” said Ummi with a smile.
“Valentine’s Day is a good time to express one’s love. And, what we use or don’t use is our right, our freedom. But we will do what is right. It’s a new world now.”
Melissa claimed that there was already a large group who planned to go ahead with it.“We will know how many by Valentine’s evening.”
State Islamic Affairs Department (Jais) director Datuk Mohammed Khusrin Munawi said:“We will not allow Muslim students to be taken in by such celebrations that deviate from the teachings of Islam.” (The Star)
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2010/1/29/nation/5567822&sec=nation
Apakejadahnya semua ni?…expression of true love for their boyfriends?
Buat pertama kalinya aku rasa sdg duduk di Bandaraya yg bakal dilaknat dlm masa beberapa minggu je lagi…
kambeng pun tau segan la bhai..(nada Adnan Sempit)..
Update
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Update skit..a few weeks ago..
Buat sekian kalinya aku menjadi peneman setia kepada wanita² dalam hidup aku buat pemeriksaan di klinik desa bagi ibu² mengandung…kalau dulu 2 org adik aku yg last pun aku temankan mak aku..lani turn isteri plak la kan..dan seperti biasa akulah satu² male kat situ…dan soalan yang aku dah boleh agak dari makcik² kat situ ialah..”anak sulong ye..?”..haha..awat makcik?..dah terkena ka?..huhu..insyaAllah kalau ada rezeqi lagi lepas ni aku akan terus teman..teman dan teman..kerana RTM adalah Teman Setia Anda… 
Notakaki utk aku yg ada masalah ingatan:
* 10 Feb 2010 ~ Pi scan..
Man U vs Burnley 3-0 .. :)
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Yup..betul tu..3-0!.. Congratz to the lads..good job guys..beautiful game last nite..budak baru Biram Diouf pun sempat score sejibik di hari debutnya..tak sia2 aku tido lewat sambil ditemani isteri dikasihi melayan game sambil pekena nasi lemak..hehe..
Walaupun seminggu dua ni kita dikejutkan dengan berita kesengalan family Glazer yang megambil alih MU sekitar 2003 dulu mula menjadi bahana dengan hutang² mencecah 700juta pound! Damn! Hutang peribadi Glazer entah berapa juta agaknya…patutla hasil penjualan Wonder Boy Man U a.k.a Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos de Aveiro sebanyak 80 juta pound dulu Uncle Alex wat dunno je…atau adakah Wayne Rooney pula akan menjadi mangsa seterusnya untuk dijual ke Barcelona @ Real Madrid…damn!
Tapi takpelah as long as we keep winning de league seperti biasa sudey.. dan Ryan Giggs terus di offer new contract..cayalah!
Dan berita yang best di tanahair Selangor ni ialah ~ Selangor vs KL Plus..1-0, yeah setelah menewaskan Negeri Sembilan dan KL..Selangor terus mendabik dada sebagai taiko bolasepak tanahair..cayalah! hehe
Pic di bwh xde kena mengena dgn apa yang yg aku cerita td melainkan dr gambar wife aku duk posing kat Taman Pertanian Bukit Cahaya Shah Alam…
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Bicara Hijrah
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Hijrah…memori namamu
Mengimbau…lembaran sinar agung
Junjungan Rasulullah
Nabi Muhammad tercinta
Hijrah…membuka minda kita
Terarah…menuju wawasan
Membangun umat agar
Hidup mulia
Hijrah…kukuhkan bersaudara
Membahu..susah senang bersama
Tiada beza rupa
Walaupun di mana
Hayatilah..hijrah
Setenang jiwa yang bahagia
Menatang erti hijrah Nabi
Hidupkanlah…hijrah
Bak bersinar mentari pagi
Melakar indah kasih nan murni
Hijrah…jadikan pengajaran
Membina..gagasan yang utama
Tamadun kita juga akhlak yang mulia
Hijrah…menjana hidup baru
Di alaf..dunia tak bertepi
Panduan kita dari sirah sunnahnya
Berhijrahlah…berhijrahlah..berhijrahlah…kita..
Rabbani 2009 ~
Kirim Salam
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Cerita pasal kirim salam teringat cerita zaman dolu²..saja nak bukak citer bunga yg x berapa nak bunga sgt la ..hehe..
Dulu masa aku sekolah rendah aku selalu jadi posmen buat kwn² aku yang terlebih advance masa tu. Kecik² dah pandai nak bercinta atau dalam bahasa mudahnya ‘menggatal’…aku pun pelik gak kalo pikir balik apekah nikmatnya diorg tu nak bercinta di kala umur setahun jagung pegi skolah duit belanja pun abah bg 50sen bleh ada hati nak tackle anak dara org..
Masa zaman aku dulu² tu kalau sapa kirim salam kat mana² budak pempuan yang masih berhingus ijau kain senteng pastu suka buat muka ala² kiut miut tu..pastu bdk pempuan tu pun balas balik kiriman salam dia tu dah kira kapel la tuu..hahaha…biasanya lepas tu adalah siri² surat cinta berantai “pecah kaca pecah gelas” yg ditulis atas sehelai kertas yang baru dirabakkan dari buku nota matematik time cikgu ngajar kat depan…kdg² siap tabur bedak lagi…ntah bedak apa aku tak taulah pulak…
Tapi satu part yang aku suka pasal situasi tu ialah bila aku selalu dijadikan posmen @ despatch pd budak² yg tak akil baligh dan belum kenal apa itu erti ‘period’..biasanya utk satu surat yg aku hantar aku cas 70 hingga 80 posen..dan kalo kirim salam lak biasanya 30 hingga 50sen ar..lepas la aku nak berbelanja mewah di kantin time waktu rehat tahun 1994 dulu…siap boleh belanja makan kwn² aku lagi waktu tu..hahaha
“bali, tolong kim salam kat tuuttt(nama client dirahsiakan)..”eh, takkan kim salam je..igt free ke..?”..dan bermula lah bisnes aku yg berkembang maju waktu tu melebihi income FEDEX.
Sepanjang aku sekolah rendah nasib baik aku tak pernah terjangkit ngan penyakit² gatal camtu…bkn xde yg try..(ayat perasan), tapi bila ada yang kim salam kat aku je terus aku jwb “bapak ko!” terus terkebil² minah yang jadi posmen tu..hahaha (tapi sebenarnya sbb bdk tu x cun kot..wakakaka)..
Sebenarnya saja je aku post citer ni sbb pasal aku tgk level bdk² sekolah rendah skang ni pun dah pandai abiskan kredit mak bapak buat main sms ngan pakwe masing²…daripada korg main sms tu baik kumpul duit buat beli buku sekolah kan ke lagi berpekdahnya dik oi..
* Sebenornye ada lagi citer nih..nanti aku sambung lain kali..huhu
Musleh 09
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Perkhemahan International [Print 2009] ~ Gabungan Kadet Remaja Sekolah Islam Asean di The Wood Ulu Yam.
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Walimah Yuz & Sue
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Semalam sempat menghadiri walimah seorang sedara mara sebelah isteri, so adalah snap brg sedas dua utk tatapan bersama.
My Precious.. :)
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Destination within a Destination
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Aquaria KLCC…awesome!!!
But..no flash allowed la pulak…huhu..
..Last Minute..
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(sekadar gambar hiasan) – Dakmie ~ Masjid Al-Rahman – Banting, Selangor
There were only 15 minutes left before Solat-ul Isha {The night prayer}.
He quickly made Wudhu {purification washing of the face, hands, head, ears, and feet} and then, performed Solat-ul Maghrib {The dusk prayer}.
While making Tasbih {praising of ALLAH}, 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{suplications} and went down to make Sajdah{prostration} 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 words of Allah.
I performed my Solah{prayers} .
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{the worst Hell Fire}.
His name was read first. He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn’t be, ‘How could I go to Jahannam{the worst Hell Fire}? I served others all my life, I spread the words 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{the worst Hell Fire}. 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.] {Messanger of ALLAH Muhammad Peace be upon him} said;
‘How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Solah 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 Worst Hell Fire}.
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{prostation} . He was in a sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside. He heard the Adhan{call for prayer} for Solat-ul Isha{the night prayer}. He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu{purification washing of the face, hands, head, ears, and feet}.
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