<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414</id><updated>2012-02-15T06:30:42.842+08:00</updated><category term='music of life'/><category term='babies'/><category term='family'/><category term='jengah'/><category term='Turkiye'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='ilmiah'/><category term='life at work'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='recipe(s)'/><category term='sacro-think'/><category term='travelogue'/><category term='review(s)'/><category term='muhasabah'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>sac•ro•sanct</title><subtitle type='html'>INVIOLABLE.. to be kept SACRED..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>325</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-2232318936676583061</id><published>2012-02-15T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T06:30:42.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelogue'/><title type='text'>A bookworm~down the memory lane.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saya sepatutnya menulis '&lt;i&gt;reviewpaper'&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;tapi saya rasa sentimental saya sedang memuncak, jadi saya perlumeluahkannya di sini. Saya memang sentimental orangnya. Saya tidak mahu lupadaratan, saya tahu di sini saya mendapat pelbagai ilmu dan pengalaman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasturi89.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/lib.jpg?w=640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://kasturi89.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/lib.jpg?w=640" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perpustakaan Universiti Malaya, Kuala Lumpur&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sudah beberapa hari saya berulang alik ke Universiti Malayauntuk mencari rujukan untuk menyiapkan &lt;i&gt;review paper&lt;/i&gt; saya. Selama beberapa hariini jugalah tiap langkah saya ditemani kenangan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;'Tempat Gembira' saya ialah Perpustakaan Universiti Malaya.Sebagai warga UM, saya bangga kerana UM ada 12 perpustakaan. Banyak kan?? Saya &lt;i&gt;regular&lt;/i&gt; di 6 &lt;i&gt;perpustakaan&lt;/i&gt; tapi kesukaan saya pastinya Perpustakaan Utama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Catatan Usman Awang di laluan masuk perpustakaan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Perpustakaan Tercinta Ini&lt;br /&gt;Pelabuhan Kebudayaan Peradaban Zaman&lt;br /&gt; Gedung Akal Laut Bicara Manusia&lt;br /&gt; Mutiara Pendeta Tasik Pujangga&lt;br /&gt; Kota Kebenaran Penaung Kebebasan Ucapsuara&lt;br /&gt; Dari Ruang Ini Bersinar Keagungan Pemikiran&lt;br /&gt; Menghayati Teluk-liku Zaman Demi Zaman&lt;br /&gt; Tanpa Prasangka Apa Tanpa Batas Benua&lt;br /&gt; Kekal Bersama Angin Yang Mengusapi&lt;br /&gt; Abadi Bersama Langit Yang Memayungi&lt;br /&gt; Dikeramatkan Untuk Anda Menghirup Segala&lt;br /&gt; Di Perpustakaan Tercinta Ini”&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; Usman Awang&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Januari 1970&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saya sukaperpustakaan kerana inilah tempat paling sejuk di kampus. Sesiapa yangmengenali saya tahu saya suka tidur di perpustakaan. Saya akan pilih buku untuksaya jadikan bantal. Saya pilih buku berbeza, kena ikut saiz dan tebal buku supaya masa tidur kepala tak lenguh atau terkehel..hehe..Kadang-kadang..&lt;br /&gt;kamus,ensiklopedia, novel, buku..macam2 la.. Di sini juga saya kenali novel Inggerisyang saya akan pinjam untuk dibaca di kala tepu dengan nota kuliah. Di sinisaya buat bising dan dimarahi ketua pustakawan. Masa tu saya senarai hitamkandia..hahaha! Di sini saya ketagih dengan bau buku-buku lama. Tiap buku yangsaya ambil, saya akan belek siapa peminjamnya. Boleh dikatakan saya akanberinteraksi dengan buku itu. Jika peminjam terakhir adalah pada tahun 2007,saya akan cakap, “mesti kamu seronok hari ini kerana ada orang jumpa kamu. Pastikamu bosan sudah lama tidak dibelek orang kan?”. Jika buku itu mempunyai ramai peminjam(penuh cop), saya akan perhatikan apakah tarikh peminjam terawal. Saya jaditeruja apabila tarikh pinjaman pergi jauh pada tahun 60an dan 70an. Amacam?Pelik tak saya?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saya suka teroka ilmu-ilmu lama di gedung ilmu ini. Sekali sayaambil buku 10 buah, kadang-kadang 20 buah, baca satu persatu sehingga saya puasdengan carian saya pada hari tersebut. Di tengah-tengah proses tersebut sayatidurrr…hehehe..di spot kesukaan saya. Hari ini saya namakan: kelab lepakmonograf tingkat 3. &amp;nbsp;saya kenalkebanyakan muka-muka ahli kelab, terutamanya kaki tidur perpustakaanseperti saya. Ada sorang tu genius..jadi saya tetiba rasa bangga kerana kamipunyai hobi yang sama iaitu tidur di celah-celah buku.. jangan risau, sayapandai coverline kalau tido..ada la teknik-teknik menyorokkanmuka..ekekeke..kalo dengkur tu tatau la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be-ERPtir0I/SwthjB9ioZI/AAAAAAAAALc/II8Difb7gh8/s1600/Woman-asleep-with-books-002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be-ERPtir0I/SwthjB9ioZI/AAAAAAAAALc/II8Difb7gh8/s320/Woman-asleep-with-books-002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saya suka pinjam buku banyak-banyak. Selalu kena bawak begpakaian..beg kecik la, bukan luggage bag ada roda tu..haha..hari-hari istimewasebegini saya akan naik bas atau tumpang motor orang sebab tak larat nak pikulke kolej. jauh wooo 20-30minit berjalan kaki..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Selain itu di perpustakaan jugalah saya kenal erti susahsenang menuntut ilmu. Di UM terdapat ramai pelajar istimewa penglihatan. Merekakebanyakannya mengambil kursus sastera. Tergerak hati untuk membantu merekadengan membacakan buku, menaipkan nota, buat carian dan sebagainya. Bilanganmereka ramai, berbeza peringkat seperti ijazah muda, master dan PhD. Sayasempat membantu dua ‘abang’ yang sedang menjalankan penyelidikan master mereka.Saya bacakan buku dan mereka akan taip guna mesin Braille..bising..tang tungtang..tapi seronok! Kepala mereka akan berhayun kiri kanan sambilmenaip..tangan mereka jadi besar dek kerana Braille. Kadang-kadang saya pulayang menaip dan mereka pula yang baca..ini apabila mereka nak taip tesis, kenaterjemah tulisan Braille kepada softcopy dalam computer. Komputer tubising..cursor (mouse) yang bergerak akan menyebut semua yangdisentuhnya..hahah..saya suka main (masa abang takde..ehehe) Abang-abang sayaajar saya kena kuat semangat belajar, tidak mengapa meminta bantuan..kena tahukemampuan diri..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kat perpustakaan juga tempat saya nak jumpa sumber inspirasisaya..hahaha..Abang Mo. Dia adalah &lt;i&gt;Abang Paling Manis&lt;/i&gt; di UM di matasaya..sampai saya graduate tiada siapa boleh challenge manis Abang Mo..&amp;nbsp;Abang Mo juga merupakan salah seorang ahli kelab lepakmonograf tingkat 3. Saya tak penah la tegur-tegur Abang Mo ni..minat dari jauhje..dia super senior di fakulti.. tapi penah la satu hari tu..saya masih 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;year, 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; sem. Saya cuak untuk masuk ujian sebab itulah ujian pertamasaya di UM. Subjek susah pulak tu..tiba-tiba, dalam kerut-kerut muka berjalannak masuk perpustakaan daripada bilik penyimpanan beg, ada orang tahan sayadengan buku dia..sambil tersenyum..Abang Mo la..main-main pulak dia kat situ..sakat-sakatorang nak lalu..berbunganya hati saya tuhan sajalah yang tahu..heheheh..ujianhari tu saya dapat A..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Siapa sangka, 10 tahun sudah saya bersama PerpustakaanUniversiti Malaya.. 10 years and still counting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-2232318936676583061?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2232318936676583061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=2232318936676583061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2232318936676583061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2232318936676583061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/02/saya-sepatutnya-menulis-reviewpaper.html' title='A bookworm~down the memory lane.. :)'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be-ERPtir0I/SwthjB9ioZI/AAAAAAAAALc/II8Difb7gh8/s72-c/Woman-asleep-with-books-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4475555163353362215</id><published>2012-02-14T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T05:26:47.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkiye'/><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;(playing the beatles song: &lt;i&gt;yesterday...all my trouble seems so far away&lt;/i&gt;..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/4183_85503088702_620238702_1761099_6685532_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/4183_85503088702_620238702_1761099_6685532_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hatice&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/4183_85502953702_620238702_1761074_7776328_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/4183_85502953702_620238702_1761074_7776328_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zeliha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are my friends in Turkey since day one and always will.&lt;br /&gt;We speak different language. But language is not a barrier since&lt;br /&gt;we have this universal language: BODY language (haha!)&lt;br /&gt;and dictionaries and google translate as our best friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 6 years older, but they always say this, no..no..maya is 22 (their age)&lt;br /&gt;they don't have a lot to say (coz i don't understand much) but they&lt;br /&gt;always paid me visits at the &amp;nbsp;lab after class and in between classes.&lt;br /&gt;and at their age (that time) they are a good cooks too!&lt;br /&gt;They made my days there worth to remember.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4475555163353362215?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4475555163353362215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4475555163353362215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4475555163353362215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4475555163353362215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/02/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-2242347904048026748</id><published>2012-02-06T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T07:17:50.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Tears of Gaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;anda tidak boleh tidur malam kerana panas? nyamuk? anjing menyalak? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anda merungut lauk hari ini tidak enak? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anda mengeluh dengan perangai ahli keluarga anda?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anda banyak mengeluh? banyak merungut?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tolong tonton dokumentari ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya rasa saya tak akan mengeluh lagi..air mata saya menderu-deru semasa menontonnya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hasbunallah wa ni'mal wakeel.."Cukup Allah untuk kami sebagai Penolong"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U0WKVhIpgr4?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-2242347904048026748?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2242347904048026748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=2242347904048026748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2242347904048026748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2242347904048026748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/02/tears-of-gaza.html' title='Tears of Gaza'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/U0WKVhIpgr4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3206351936871902266</id><published>2012-02-04T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T08:19:11.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Zorro needs a co-pilot</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Saya terjumpa pencarian ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ciri-ciri yang dicari:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jujur, menjaga pemakaian, pandai mendidik anak dan pemaaf, bercita-cita tinggi dan pentingkan ilmu pendidikan. Bijak mengurus perbelanjaan dan&lt;b&gt; ada ciri-ciri 'leadership' - pandai memberi buah fikiran.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciri-ciri terakhir itu agak unik. Jadi saya pun bertanya: MENGAPA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Salam perkenalan saya hulurkan.&lt;br /&gt;Nama saya Maya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;(Tiada Jawapan..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya cuba lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;هَلْ جَزَآءُ الإِحْسَـنِ إِلاَّ الإِحْسَـنُ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is there any reward for kindness other than kindness? (55:60)&lt;br /&gt;At least a Salam or Hi as a reply? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Salan Tuan Zorro (bukan nama sebenar).&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya saya ingin tumpang bertanya, melihat mengapa tuan ingin mencari seseorang wanita bercirikan 'leadership'? rare but unique, jadi saya ingin tahu..(jika tuan sudi menjawab).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Berjaya, kerana beliau membalas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salam Maya,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saya letak ada ciri leadership - pandai memberi buah fikiran, sebabnya agak bosan kalau si isteri mengiakan je segala sesuatu tanpa ada perbincangan dua-hala yang constructive. Basically, saya tak nak the opposite of ciri tu (tak ada leadership, follow saja). Sebab saya pun manusia biasa yang boleh membuat kesilapan, I'm looking for a co-pilot, not a backseat passenger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Saya membalas pula..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terima kasih kerana berterus terang. Sedih juga apabila salam saya tidak dijawab. Saya doakan semoga tuan bertemu apa yang dicari. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Beliau membalas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minta maaf sebab tak reply awal2 sebab saya agak sibuk kebelakangan ni.&lt;br /&gt;Saya nak jawab salam cik, waalaikumsalam warahmatullah.&lt;br /&gt;Saya harap cik tak bersedih dan saya doakan cik dapat jumpa apa yg cik cari insyaAllah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Saya doakan dia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;May Allah bless you, with a good wife. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih, terima kasih, terima kasih. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Orang beginilah yang saya cari. Tetapi dia sudah jumpa yang dicari.. Saya pula belum..semoga Allah temukan saya dengan yang orang yang saya cari..Amin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3206351936871902266?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3206351936871902266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3206351936871902266&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3206351936871902266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3206351936871902266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/02/saya-terjumpa-pencarian-ini.html' title='Zorro needs a co-pilot'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3163741687067436795</id><published>2012-02-03T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T13:07:06.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>i can read you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;Hai, kawan-kawan..posting yang satu ini dah lama jadi draf jadi saya pun da ingat-ingat lupa. Tapi lupa nak update and post in blog. Tadi saya google dan jumpa link ini yang menceritakan dengan lebih lengkap apa yang saya mahu sampaikan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOURCE:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/neuro_linguistic_programming/eye_accessing_cues"&gt;2knowmyself.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, helvetica; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Written by&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;M.Farouk Radwan&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;MSc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="node node-book" id="node-204" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, helvetica; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div class="terms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/taxonomy/term/26" rel="tag" style="color: blue; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" title="Want to know about NLP? This section is an introduction and a guide to various NLP techniques"&gt;Neuro linguistic programming (NLP)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clker.com/cliparts/a/1/e/0/1195433174137014652paro_AL_look-left.svg.hi.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.clker.com/cliparts/a/1/e/0/1195433174137014652paro_AL_look-left.svg.hi.png" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clker.com/cliparts/5/8/c/8/11954310821682401432paro_AL_look-right.svg.hi.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.clker.com/cliparts/5/8/c/8/11954310821682401432paro_AL_look-right.svg.hi.png" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, helvetica; font-size: 1.1em; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever noticed eye movements?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="node node-book" id="node-204" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, helvetica; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-left: 1em; padding-top: 0.8em;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Have you ever noticed that people's eyes move in different directions when being asked a question?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Research results showed that there is a connection between the thinking process of a person and the direction that his eyes moves to. The six possible directions that the eye could go to are upper right ,upper left, middle right , middle left , lower right and lower left .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Each direction represents a different function that takes place inside the mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The following is an explanation of the different eye movements and their respective meanings (Note that the following directions are describing the eye positions of someone who is facing you):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-size: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 0.25em;"&gt;NLP, eye accessing cues&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;Upper left ,visual construction (VC) : The person looking into that direction is constructing the image of a visual scene. The person's eye could go to this direction when he is asked about the color of his dream car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;Upper right , visual remembering (VR) : The person looking into that direction is remembering the image of a visual scene. That's the direction someone could look at when he is asked about the color of his car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;Middle left, auditory construction (AC) : The person looking into that direction is constructing a sound . That's the direction the person's eye could go to when asked a question like "what do you think joe will tell you when you meet him tomorrow ?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;middle Right , auditory remembering (AR) : The person looking into that direction is remembering a sound. That's the direction the person's eye could go to when asked a question like "how was your manager's voice like yesterday?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;Lower left Kinesthetic (k) : This is the direction someone's eye go to when he is accessing his feelings. That's the direction a person's eyes could go to when asked something like "how did it feel to fail that exam?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;Lower right ,auditory digital (AD) : This is the direction someone's eye go to when he talks to himself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div id="adsense" style="padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0em; padding-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maya's comment:&lt;/u&gt; When you are reading, and u want to memorize it, adjust your reading material upper left to your eye (VC). When you are reading the Holy Quran, put it on your lower right, so it goes directly to your heart.. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="adsense" style="padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0em; padding-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eye accessing cues and liar detection&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;These concepts can be very useful in&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/Liar_detection_sings/how_to_know_if_someone_is_lying_to_you" style="color: blue; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;knowing whether someone is telling the truth or whether he is lying&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;For example, Asking someone about the color of his car should let his eyes move to the upper right (visual remembering ). If his eye went to the direction of visual construction instead then he may be constructing images instead of remembering them and the truth may be that he does not have a car at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The same goes when you ask someone about a conversation that happened the day before. If he looked to the AR direction then this shows that he is remembering the conversation while if he looked at the AC direction then this may mean that he is lying .&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION: note that using such a method for detecting whether someone is lying or not is very risky. There are some things you should be aware of before you use such a method for lying detection. below is a list of guidelines you should stick to if you are going to use this method for "liar detection" so that you don't find that everyone around you is a liar!!:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;Some people have these six directions reversed!. If you are not sure of the directions he uses then you can ask him a test question (that you know its answer) just to record his eye directions. By doing so you will know the direction he uses for remembering and the other direction he uses for construction. You could then ask him the other question you want to know about and notice if his eyes will go in a different direction than the one it went to when you asked him the first question.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;if the the person was trying to remember something that recently happened then his eyes may not go to any direction and could just stay in the middle. This happens because the event is still in his short term memory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;Some people tend to remember by focusing and refocusing without moving their eyes to any directions, you cant do anything in that case. Fortunately those people are rare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em;"&gt;The mind is a superior device with hundreds of thoughts going in and out at the same time. Many thoughts could run into the mind in one second and so the eyes may move into any direction depending on any of these thoughts and thus give you false clues. Beware of this fact while questioning someone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maya's comment&lt;/u&gt;: Give it a try..hehe..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3163741687067436795?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3163741687067436795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3163741687067436795&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3163741687067436795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3163741687067436795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-can-read-you.html' title='i can read you'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6680221676328783003</id><published>2012-02-03T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T11:36:45.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>clumsy me Beta Version (2003)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;University Malaya, Kebanggaan Kita Semua, Bertambah Para Ilmuan, Di Pelbagai Lapangan...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hik hik..nyanyi lagu UM la..UniMalaya sentiasa dekat di hati.. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i &amp;nbsp;was walking back to my residential college..an african guy approached me and asked for direction. It was in 2003 and my english was totally&lt;strike&gt; suck&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;rusty..so it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;He: Excuse me. Do you where is the 4th College?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oo..u go straight. Turn left there.&lt;br /&gt;He: There?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then you go DEEPER. There is 4th College.&lt;br /&gt;He: Deeper? (with his hand showing to the ground, as if i asked him to go underground..hahahaha!!)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errrr...(lost of word..sambil garu kepala..)&lt;br /&gt;He: Walk further up??&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aaaa...yes..yes..yes..&lt;br /&gt;He: (Smiled) Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Smirked) Welcome.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another perfect score!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah..sejak tu perkataan&lt;i&gt; further up&lt;/i&gt; tu da kena patri kat otak. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6680221676328783003?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6680221676328783003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6680221676328783003&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6680221676328783003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6680221676328783003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/02/clumsy-me-beta-version-2003.html' title='clumsy me Beta Version (2003)'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4161586093653954934</id><published>2012-02-01T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T10:28:36.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Clumsy Me~ ^.^</title><content type='html'>Wednesday Morning around 11am 01-02-2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking down the stairs with my sister heading to my car from Klinik Kesihatan UPM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly a man in front of us turned towards us and asked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;He: Excuse me, where is the GSO (graduate school office)?&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's quiet far from here. Just go straight up there (showing to the left of the road)&lt;br /&gt;He: Ok, I'll walk to the main road..&lt;br /&gt;Me: You were saying?? (pekak badak macam biasa)&lt;br /&gt;He:&amp;nbsp;I'll walk to the main road..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Owh OK..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;He walked on, and we headed to our car. I was thinking of giving him a ride to GSO since it's on my way back home. So I started cruising and saw him 300m ahead of us. He stopped again, to ask for direction. Perhaps, he wonder how far he should walk to reach GSO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stopped and offered him a ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He smiled and accepted the offer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We chit and chat and arrived at the GSO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;He: Thank you. I will give you my phone number. If you need anything please give me a call.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Owh..it's OK. This is nothing, just a favour.&lt;br /&gt;He: Please...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. Let me write it down..&lt;br /&gt;He: Ok. Zero-One-Seven-Two-Two-Four- &lt;u&gt;Nine&lt;/u&gt;-Seven-&lt;u&gt;Nine&lt;/u&gt;-Four (not the real number)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok..ahaaa...ok..017-2-2-4-6-7-6-4&lt;br /&gt;He: It is nine, not six.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hah? Where, which one?&lt;br /&gt;He: There..let me write it down.&amp;nbsp;017-2-2-4-&lt;strike&gt;6&lt;/strike&gt;-9-7-&lt;strike&gt;6&lt;/strike&gt;-9-4&amp;nbsp;(replacing my six(s) with nine(s)..&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;haha..clumsy me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok.&amp;nbsp;What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;He: Farid (smile)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Owh Farid. Nice meeting you Farid.&lt;br /&gt;He: What's yours?&lt;br /&gt;Me: My name is Maya.&lt;br /&gt;He: Marya?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. Maya.&lt;br /&gt;He: Ok Maya, thank you very much. Can I have your number too?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure, later I'll text you.&lt;br /&gt;He: Ok. Thanks again.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off we went...HOME..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we reached home, I wanted to TEXT him as i promised, so I started texting while talking to my sister about being dyslexic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is when I sent him this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: Hi Farid, I'm Farid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;And without fail, he replied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He: Hi Maya, I'm Maya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has good eyes and good sense of humor. I ended up literally rolling-on-the-floor-laughing, joined by my sisters when they read the text.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAYA SCORED PERFECT TEN MARKS FOR THIS. THANK YOU.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh..by the way, he's from Iran just arrived in Malaysia 4 days ago..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4161586093653954934?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4161586093653954934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4161586093653954934&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4161586093653954934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4161586093653954934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/02/clumsy-me.html' title='Clumsy Me~ ^.^'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-847482246427052988</id><published>2012-01-23T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T17:28:53.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Blog Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ada orang suggest masuk bertanding. I don't think so la...blog like mine is just for fun sharing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those interested, please join. Let me know if you need extra votes.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click here&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialmediaweek.com.my/awards/category.html"&gt;BLOG.AWARD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to go to the official page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mDJk6v927_8/Tx0nHUxGxyI/AAAAAAAAAms/ChYY0FWcIS0/s1600/blogaward.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="159" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mDJk6v927_8/Tx0nHUxGxyI/AAAAAAAAAms/ChYY0FWcIS0/s320/blogaward.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-847482246427052988?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/847482246427052988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=847482246427052988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/847482246427052988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/847482246427052988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-award.html' title='Blog Award'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mDJk6v927_8/Tx0nHUxGxyI/AAAAAAAAAms/ChYY0FWcIS0/s72-c/blogaward.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-2031923525462749385</id><published>2012-01-20T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T17:27:18.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Kembara Solehah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anda pernah tak menonton reality show SOLEHAH di TV Al-Hijrah??&lt;/b&gt; Sebenarnya saya prefer SOLEHAH berbanding dengan Ustazah pilihan. My personal preference la, sebab pendekatan dia takde penyingkiran peserta, semua diberi tempoh masa yang sama untuk belajar dan pemenang ditentukan pada penilaian minggu penentuan juara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Semasa menonton malam itu, saya terdetik..ada tak sesiapa yang akan menggambarkan hakikat sebenar SOLEHAH. Saya tunggu dan tunggu..semua biasa-biasa sahaja, sehinggalah tiba giliran peserta &amp;nbsp;terakhir ini..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIK WAN NOR MAZUANI BINTI WAN MOKHTAR.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Beliau membawa kejutan dengan mengambil keputusan untuk mengubah topik tazkirah di saat akhir. Cik puan ini berjaya memberi erti yang saya cari. Panel hakim semua, penonton dan saya juga menangis &lt;strike&gt;teresak-esak&lt;/strike&gt;, kerana apa yang beliau sebut itulah yang terdetik di hati setiap orang yang mempunyai niat untuk menjadi SOLEHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Saya kongsikan VC yang diambil dari YouTube. Saksikan bingkisan ini dan ambillah pengajarannya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/u4By0RmQ6Lo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u4By0RmQ6Lo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u4By0RmQ6Lo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Menjadi SOLEHAH adalah cita-cita orang yang mempunyai keimanan yang tinggi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Kalau nak jadi SOLEHAH, tentera pun boleh jadi SOLEHAH. Saintis pun boleh, pensyarah pun boleh, suri rumah pun boleh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ayat-ayat berimpak besar Cik Wan Nor Mazuani binti Wan Mokhtar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya ingin membawa satu tanggungjawab saya, misi saya, untuk kita kongsikan bersama. Apa yang ingin saya kongsikan disini ialah “Pengertian SOLEHAH pada diri saya” yang sebenar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sepanjang perjalanan saya di dalam program realiti SOLEHAH banyak memberi kesan positif kepada diri saya sendiri.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perkataan SOLEHAH itu sendiri telah membuat saya rasa malu sangat terhadap diri sendiri kerana saya rasa susahnya kita nak jadi SOLEHAH yang betul-betul.. SOLEHAH yang menuju keredhaan Allah (swt).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tetapi pada malam ini, &amp;nbsp;hikmah Allah (swt) yang diberikan kepada diri saya untuk saya lebih mencintai jalan dakwah. Tanpa saya duga saya dikenali sebagai seorang yang keras, lasak, aktif, tapi perkataan SOLEHAH itu sendiri &amp;nbsp;telah mengubah diri saya supaya lebih mencintai Allah (swt).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dan bersama saya, rakan2 saya yang cukup hebat menempuh perjuangan ini bersama saya untuk terus memburu kemanisan iman. Keberadaan saya di pentas SOLEHAH ini, saya percaya ini merupakan doa kedua ibu bapa saya. Di mana mereka ingin melihat saya menjadi seorang insan yang berguna kepada masyarakat. Dari kecik ayah salu cakap, kita kena jadi orang yang berguna kepada semua orang, jangan menyusahkan orang, dan inilah hasil doa kedua ibu bapa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dan di atas pentas SOLEHAH ini, 5 minit yang lepas, saya tukar fikiran. Saya akan selitkan satu nukilan hati saya, satu puisi tentang pengertian SOLEHAH kepada muslimah-muslimah yang ada di Dewan Muktamar ini dan mahupun yang sedang menonton di rumah. &amp;nbsp;Moga kita hayati kita dan ambil semangat SOLEHAH itu untuk &amp;nbsp;kita perjuangkan di masa hadapan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOLEHAH terdidik untuk mendidik&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terlahirnya SOLEHAH untuk memberi bukan untuk menerima&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Imu yang ada pada seorang SOLEHAH untuk perjuangan seluruh generasi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inspirasi SOLEHAH mencetus kekuatan abadi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kehidupan sorg SOLEHAH hanya untuk Yang Maha Kuasa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kemanisan di wajah untuk yang sentiasa menyayangi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kelembutan diselangi oleh kekuatan iman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hadirin hadirat,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOLEHAH bukan perkataan kosong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOLEHAH tak datang sendiri pada kita&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kedatangan SOLEHAH dinanti untuk membawa lembaran suci&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dan kita… wanita biasa harus menjejaki SOLEHAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hadirin hadirat,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kenapa permintaan terakhir saya untuk mengembala kambing?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sekiranya Rasulullah (saw) masih ada, saya ingin mempelajari pelbagai ilmu dengan baginda, tetapi sekarang saya hanya mampu menghayati perjuangan Rasulullah (saw) dengan mengembala kambing saya mendapat hikmah..mencintai sesama mahluk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOLEHAH..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tuan-tuan dan &amp;nbsp;puan-puan..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sekiranya Rasulullah masih ada sekarang..bagaimanakah perasaan banginda melihat umatnya sekarang?? Melihat kaum wanita sendiri membuang anaknya sendiri ke dalam tong sampah, membunuh anak, mengelar sehingga terburai perutnya. Kambing yang saya tengok pun sayang anak. Perjuangan saya malam ini..saya ingin memperjuangkan martabat seorang wanita.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mari Kita capai perkataan SOLEHAH sama-sama kita sematkan di hati kita untuk kita menjadi seorang SOLEHAH. Saya ingin mebawa harapan , saya merayu kepada semua wanita yag ada, pulang dengan perasaan, dengan keazaman baru yang kita ini mampu menjadi seorang SOLEHAH. Kerana terdidik kita, maka terdidik ummah. &amp;nbsp;Kerana kita yang melahirkan generasi, kekuatan kita diperlukan untuk menjadi lebih baik dari semasa ke semasa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-2031923525462749385?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2031923525462749385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=2031923525462749385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2031923525462749385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2031923525462749385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/kembara-solehah.html' title='Kembara Solehah..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1037808495205039248</id><published>2012-01-20T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T17:29:19.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Jangan dekat!</title><content type='html'>Salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ujian Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pengajaran&lt;/b&gt;: Allah masih sayangkan saya, menjauhkan saya dari fitnah dunia iaitu ZINA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firman Allah swt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;وَلَا تَقْرَبُوا الزِّنَا إِنَّهُ كَانَ فَاحِشَةً وَسَاءَ سَبِيلًا&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“&lt;b&gt;Dan janganlah kalian mendekati zina&lt;/b&gt;. Sesungguhnya zina itu adalah suatu perbuatan yang keji dan suatu jalan yang buruk.” (Al-Isra’: 32)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( And come not near unto adultery. Lo! it is an abomination and an evil way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya dipertemukan dengan satu situasi yang membuka mata saya sebesar-besarnya. Nak cerita pun terasa keji kerana kalau Allah tak lindungi, mungkin saya berada dalam situasi tu. Namun Allah masih sayangkan saya, lindungi saya dari fitnah dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di telinga saya, berita seorang lelaki yg pernah cuba masuk line nak memperisterikan saya, beliau telah terjebak dengan zina dan telah dengan jayanya membuntingkan gadis tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa nak muntah kerana jijik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzKQwUGJiaQ/Ta8GFSJeXHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/IUvYTOOHuoI/s1600/setan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzKQwUGJiaQ/Ta8GFSJeXHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/IUvYTOOHuoI/s1600/setan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Berjubah dan berjanggut. "&lt;i&gt;sudah puas dengan dunia, mencari akhirat kononnya&lt;/i&gt;" (ayat beliau pada saya) akhirnya terjebak dengan helah syaitan. Moga Allah ampunkan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jika iman saya tak kuat, saya mungkin terjebak dengan ayat-ayat manis beliau pada masa itu, mungkin saya berada di tempat gadis itu sekarang! Na'uuzubilla minzaalik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jauhkan aku Ya Allah dari dosa besar ini. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya kena berusaha keras untuk menamatkan zaman bujang saya dengan segera supaya fitnah yang satu ini tak datang menyapa lagi. Jika tiada jodoh saya di dunia, tolonglah Ya Allah, lindungilah saya dari bencana besar begini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1037808495205039248?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1037808495205039248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1037808495205039248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1037808495205039248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1037808495205039248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/jangan-dekat.html' title='Jangan dekat!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzKQwUGJiaQ/Ta8GFSJeXHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/IUvYTOOHuoI/s72-c/setan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-108705123546918044</id><published>2012-01-20T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T17:35:01.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>I have never been happier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I have never been happier"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; the last phrase of an essay written by an american jewish boy, who decided to live out of the ordinary. Beautiful, enough said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Dear friends, please read it and think, where are we? Are we living the live we want (not based on nafs) or the ones other people put us into? I've been there and I chose to live the live I want The challenge was&amp;nbsp;indescribably hard but i pulled through it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Been there and i myself&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I have never been happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Quattrocento; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Quattrocento; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Essay taken from:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Quattrocento;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.normanfinkelstein.com/a-jewish-american-high-school-student-wins-mlk-jr-writing-award-for-this-brave-essay/"&gt;normanfinkelstein.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Quattrocento;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14px;"&gt;2012 Martin Luther King, Jr. Writing Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; word-wrap: break-word;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Prose: High School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;First Place&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fighting a Forbidden Battle: How I Stopped Covering Up for a Hidden Wrong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesse Lieberfeld&lt;br style="box-sizing: border-box; word-wrap: break-word;" /&gt;11th grade, Winchester Thurston&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I once belonged to a wonderful religion. I belonged to a religion that allows those of us who believe in it to feel that we are the greatest people in the world—and feel sorry for ourselves at the same time. Once, I thought that I truly belonged in this world of security, self-pity, self-proclaimed intelligence, and perfect moral aesthetic. I thought myself to be somewhat privileged early on. It was soon revealed to me, however, that my fellow believers and I were not part of anything so flattering.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Although I was fortunate enough to have parents who did not try to force me into any one set of beliefs, being Jewish was in no way possible to escape growing up. It was constantly reinforced at every holiday, every service, and every encounter with the rest of my relatives. I was forever reminded how intelligent my family was, how important it was to remember where we had come from, and to be proud of all the suffering our people had overcome in order to finally achieve their dream in the perfect society of Israel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This last mandatory belief was one which I never fully understood, but I always kept the doubts I had about Israel’s spotless reputation to the back of my mind. “Our people” were fighting a war, one I did not fully comprehend, but I naturally assumed that it must be justified. We would never be so amoral as to fight an unjust war. Yet as I came to learn more about our so-called “conflict” with the Palestinians, I grew more concerned. I routinely heard about unexplained mass killings, attacks on medical bases, and other alarmingly violent actions for which I could see no possible reason. “Genocide” almost seemed the more appropriate term, yet no one I knew would have ever dreamed of portraying the war in that manner; they always described the situation in shockingly neutral terms. Whenever I brought up the subject, I was always given the answer that there were faults on both sides, that no one was really to blame, or simply that it was a “difficult situation.” It was not until eighth grade that I fully understood what I was on the side of. One afternoon, after a fresh round of killings was announced on our bus ride home, I asked two of my friends who actively supported Israel what they thought. “We need to defend our race,” they told me. “It’s our right.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“We need to defend our race.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where had I heard that before? Wasn’t it the same excuse our own country had used to justify its abuses of African-Americans sixty years ago? In that moment, I realized how similar the two struggles were—like the white radicals of that era, we controlled the lives of another people whom we abused daily, and no one could speak out against us. It was too politically incorrect to do so. We had suffered too much, endured too many hardships, and overcome too many losses to be criticized. I realized then that I was in no way part of a “conflict”—the term “Israeli/Palestinian Conflict” was no more accurate than calling the Civil Rights Movement the “Caucasian/ African-American Conflict.” In both cases, the expression was a blatant euphemism: it gave the impression that this was a dispute among equals and that both held an equal share of the blame. However, in both, there was clearly an oppressor and an oppressed, and I felt horrified at the realization that I was by nature on the side of the oppressors. I was grouped with the racial supremacists. I was part of a group that killed while praising its own intelligence and reason. I was part of a delusion.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I thought of the leader of the other oppressed side of years ago, Martin Luther King. He too had been part of a struggle that had been hidden and glossed over for the convenience of those against whom he fought. What would his reaction have been? As it turned out, it was precisely the same as mine. As he wrote in his letter from Birmingham Jail, he believed the greatest enemy of his cause to be “Not the White Citizen’s Counciler or the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate, who…lives by a mythical concept of time…. Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection.” When I first read those words, I felt as if I were staring at myself in a mirror. All my life I had been conditioned to simply treat the so-called conflict with the same apathy which King had so forcefully condemned. I, too, held the role of an accepting moderate. I, too, “lived by a mythical concept of time,” shrouded in my own surreal world and the set of beliefs that had been assigned to me. I had never before felt so trapped.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I decided to make one last appeal to my religion. If it could not answer my misgivings, no one could. The next time I attended a service, there was an open question-and-answer session about any point of our religion. I wanted to place my dilemma in as clear and simple terms as I knew how. I thought out my exact question over the course of the seventeen-minute cello solo that was routinely played during service. Previously, I had always accepted this solo as just another part of the program, yet now it seemed to capture the whole essence of our religion: intelligent and well-crafted on paper, yet completely oblivious to the outside world (the soloist did not have the faintest idea of how masterfully he was putting us all to sleep). When I was finally given the chance to ask a question, I asked, “I want to support Israel. But how can I when it lets its army commit so many killings?” I was met with a few angry glares from some of the older men, but the rabbi answered me. “It is a terrible thing, isn’t it?” he said. “But there’s nothing we can do. It’s just a fact of life.” I knew, of course, that the war was no simple matter and that we did not by any means commit murder for its own sake, but to portray our thousands of killings as a “fact of life” was simply too much for me to accept. I thanked him and walked out shortly afterward. I never went back. I thought about what I could do. If nothing else, I could at least try to free myself from the burden of being saddled with a belief I could not hold with a clear conscience. I could not live the rest of my life as one of the pathetic moderates whom King had rightfully portrayed as the worst part of the problem. I did not intend to go on being one of the Self-Chosen People, identifying myself as part of a group to which I did not belong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was different not being the ideal nice Jewish boy. The difference was subtle, yet by no means unaffecting. Whenever it came to the attention of any of our more religious family friends that I did not share their beliefs, I was met with either a disapproving stare and a quick change of the subject or an alarmed cry of, “What? Doesn’t Israel matter to you?” Relatives talked down to me more afterward, but eventually I stopped noticing the way adults around me perceived me. It was worth it to no longer feel as though I were just another apathetic part of the machine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can obviously never know what it must have been like to be an African-American in the 1950s. I do feel, however, as though I know exactly what it must have been like to be white during that time, to live under an aura of moral invincibility, to hold unchallengeable beliefs, and to contrive illusions of superiority to avoid having to face simple everyday truths. That illusion was nice while it lasted, but I decided to pass it up.&lt;b&gt; I have never been happier.&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-108705123546918044?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/108705123546918044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=108705123546918044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/108705123546918044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/108705123546918044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-have-never-been-happier.html' title='I have never been happier'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8747635967597239275</id><published>2012-01-11T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T17:28:37.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>misplaced trust</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a confession to make.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is about trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRUST. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Years to earn, seconds to break.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to be known as a trustworthy person. I don't judge people easily, and I hate when other people try to make me judge the others with all the 'non-appropriate' info. I will do my own judgement based on my own observation (if needed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a friend which I met since I started working. I like her so much but as time goes by, it seems like she did not grow up. With so many attempts to make her realize this, but still to no avail, at the end I need to let her go and I myself had to move on. &amp;nbsp;I considered her as my friend&amp;nbsp;even though we are not that close as before. Never in my mind she was a friend of different standard just because she is not in the same position (pangkat) as mine. A friend is a friend, no other label comes with it. That's my stand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;"A friend in need, is a friend indeed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless all these, I always made myself available if she needs anything because I would like to be her 'in need' friend. It might sound cliche since I have withdraw myself from being an active friend of hers. But I was so clear with my intentions. Regardless all the things I hears and saw, my stand was still the same - to be her 'in need' friend because whatever happened to the others did not happened to me, she treated me as usual.&amp;nbsp;I would like to be one she can turn to when there are no nobody else to turn to. To that extend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But an incident a few months back made me re-think. Did I misplaced my trust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all my effort to do the best, it ended with her backbiting me. She said thing that I did not do. To be exact, she said I did not offer help along the journey we had together and me being bossy. I stayed awake along the journey to keep her company. I even clearly offered her to be the alternate driver, and even drove half way on our way back. But still to her, I NEVER helped. I can still tolerate this, but when she labelled me being bossy, that is SO absurd. Does all these while, she befriended me because of my position, not because me as who I am?? She should know me better, because she knew me the longest. I wonder..hhmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Painful enough I was so&amp;nbsp;disappointed. It's hard to face her with the same sincerity I had before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not perfect, I make mistakes too. But I don't put label towards my friends. I accept them just the way they are. I trust that they will not hurt me as I will not hurt them, because they are my sweethearts. If changes needed, it will be towards improvement/kebaikan. But I just can't trust her anymore..perhaps I have misplaced my trust. Goodbye then, you just downgraded yourself from a friend to an acquaintance. It's your loss, not mine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8747635967597239275?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8747635967597239275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8747635967597239275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8747635967597239275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8747635967597239275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/misplaced-trust.html' title='misplaced trust'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-9102208752078284919</id><published>2012-01-11T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:18:17.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Apa nak jadi dengan awak ni??</title><content type='html'>Apa nak jadi? Nak jadi apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya ada cita-cita baru? Saya nak jadi penulis buku yang bakal menggegar dunia, mengubah pelbagai jiwa. Ewah..saya nak jadi orang memberi suntikan perubahan, mungkin, pemangkin kejayaan insan lain. Mungkin perjalanannya masih jauh, saya akan usahakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya ingin jadikan buku-buku itu sebagai bukti hidup saya memberi manfaat pada orang lain kerana moto hidup saya: sebaik-baik manusia ialah orang yang memberi manfaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buku pun belum ada kecuali buku lima. hehehe. heyy at least i have a BLOG ok. &amp;nbsp;insyaAllah akan di'materialize' apabila tiba masanya. AMIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-9102208752078284919?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9102208752078284919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=9102208752078284919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/9102208752078284919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/9102208752078284919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/apa-nak-jadi-dengan-awak-ni.html' title='Apa nak jadi dengan awak ni??'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-343868060816258486</id><published>2012-01-06T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T03:43:56.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>11 sifat. Kau ada?</title><content type='html'>Dengan nama Allah, Yang Maha Pemurah, lagi Maha Mengasihani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya ingin menyambung entry sebelum ini &lt;a href="http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/kitab-ajaib-kau-ada.html"&gt;Kitab ajaib. Kau ada?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;-Recommended for you to read this previous entry. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebentar tadi saya baru selesai tadabbur surah A-Furqan ayat 63-77.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pertama kali saya membaca maksudnya. Terkesima dengan betapa straight forward Allah memberi kita panduan untuk jadi orang beriman. Ringkasan ini saya sedut dari blog ini. Jadi jika ingin baca full text sila &lt;a href="http://thenafi.wordpress.com/2008/06/13/kajian-tafsir-surah-al-furqan-25-63-77/"&gt;klik di sini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;SIFAT SIFAT ORANG BERIMAN IALAH:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;tawadhu'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;selalu mengucapkan ucapan-ucapan yang baik (al-kalamuth thayyib)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;orang beriman yang suka tahajjud di malam hari&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;merasa takut akan siksa Allah SWT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sederhana (moderat) di dalam berinfaq&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;menjauhkan diri dari sifat syirik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;menjauhkan diri dari melakukan perbuatan membunuh yang diharamkan oleh Allah SWT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;menjauhkan diri dari perbuatan berzina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;menjauhkan diri dari bersaksi palsu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;senang menerima nasehat yang baik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;senantiasa berdo’a dan bermunajjat kepada Allah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 37px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Ini doanya: &lt;i&gt;Dan orang-orang yang berkata: “Ya Tuhan kami, anugerahkanlah kepada kami isteri-isteri kami dan keturunan kami sebagai penyenang hati (kami), dan jadikanlah kami imam bagi orang-orang yang bertakwa. &lt;/i&gt;(Q.S. Al-Furqaan: 74)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 37px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 37px;"&gt;Sama-samalah kita jadikan panduan dan amalan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 37px;"&gt;Wallahu aa'lam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-343868060816258486?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/343868060816258486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=343868060816258486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/343868060816258486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/343868060816258486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/11-sifat-kau-ada.html' title='11 sifat. Kau ada?'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-2380900403652637064</id><published>2012-01-06T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T03:34:37.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Kitab ajaib. Kau ada?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Perasan tak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila hati kita sedih, kita kalut mencari kawan-kawan untuk luah perasaan, kalau yang jenis pendam tu, dok pendaaammmmm la perasaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tahukah anda, Al-Quran itu berkomunikasi dengan kita??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila kita sedih (contoh), hanya kita yang tahu apa yang menyerabutkan perasaan kita, apa punca perasaan tu mengganggu kita..pada masa tu, cuba ambil Al-Quran Al-Karim, baca satu ayat dan baca maknanya-satu ayat-makna-ayat seterusnya-makna-dan seterusnya. Anda akan dapati tiba-tiba akan ada ayat yang kena dengan apa yang kita rasa. Samada ayat itu memberi peringatan kepada kita, ayat memujuk kesedihan kita, ayat janji manis Allah jika kita bersabar, ayat tentang indahnya syurga dan buruknya neraka dan macam2 lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;TETAPI BAGAIMANA KITA AKAN SEMUA ITU KALAU KITA HANYA 'BACA' TETAPI TIDAK MEMAHAMINYA?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oleh yang demikian, saya ingin mengajak sahabat2 semua untuk &lt;b&gt;membaca tafsir setiap kali kita baca Al-Quran. &lt;/b&gt;Saya cabar, cuba baca 10 ayat cukuplah. Pasti ada yang kena punya. Ia mukjizat jadi yakinlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anda tahu kenapa ini berlaku?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al-Quran itu adalah buku panduan hidup kita. Kita itu bermaksud saya, awak, mereka, kami,kita, dia dan semua manusia di dunia. Cuba kita tengok..kita sebagai makhluk ni, kalo tulis buku panduan, spesifik bukan? Contoh:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mwGkJYvLsns/TwcGUvS16fI/AAAAAAAAAmY/dNIafbMeA4U/s1600/for%2Bdummies.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694531402127941490" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUUi7N47UqY/TwcKI6okn3I/AAAAAAAAAmk/CH-zAb1oDTo/s400/for%2Bdummies.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 184px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Agaknya &lt;i&gt;Dummies Books&lt;/i&gt; ni tulis buku komprehensif untuk HIDUP? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bagaimana nak makan, apa nak makan, apa takleh makan, camane nk naek kenderaan, camane nak cakap dgn ibu bapa, camane nak masuk bilik ibu bapa (kena ketuk dulu), camane nak jual beli, camane nak solat, apa itu aurat, camane nak tutup aurat, dengan siapa nak kena tutup aurat, camane nak berhias, camane nak kawen, dengan sape boleh kawen, dengan sape tak boleh kawen, tips perkahwinan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think so. tapi  segala benda ada dalam kitab Al-Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imam Suhaib Webb ada berkongsi bagaimana hebatnya Al-Quran, menjadi teman seharian kita. Contoh:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="A009" src="http://www.surah.my/assets/s091/a009-fdcce7bf2d48cce00dc28a8c229b3eca.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Sesungguhnya &lt;b&gt;berjayalah&lt;/b&gt; orang yang menjadikan dirinya - yang sedia bersih - bertambah-tambah bersih &lt;u&gt;(&lt;b&gt;dengan iman dan amal kebajikan&lt;/b&gt;) &lt;/u&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.surah.my/91#9" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #008040; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Asy-Syams 91:9&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Perhatikan perkataan di dalam kurungan. Perkataan perkataan tersebut adalah tafsiran ahli tafsir mengenai APA yang membuatkan diri kita 'tambah-tambah bersih'. It can be other things too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Dalam erti kata lain, ayat ini berkata : &lt;i&gt;Sesungguhnya berjayalah orang yang menjadikan dirinya - yang sedia bersih - bertambah-tambah bersih apabila&lt;/i&gt;_____________________(anda sendiri masukkan perkara-perkara baik yang telah anda lakukan untuk membersihkan diri. Umpamanya. bersedekah, memaafkan orang, memberi kucing minum, membayar zakat, senyum, beristighfar, belanja kawan makan..apa-apalah yang buat kita rasa kita dah buat kebajikan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Menurut ilmu tafsir, pada keadaan tertentu, Allah hanya mengadakan subjek, dalam ayat ini= orang berjaya dan &lt;b&gt;menyembunyikan objek =perkara yang dikira sebagai kebajikan&lt;/b&gt;, untuk membolehkan setiap orang mengisi tempat kosong itu dengan apa yang berlaku dalam hidup setiap orang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Hebat kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Jadi tunggu apa lagi, jadikan Al-Quran yang mulia sebagai teman seharian anda. Tidak perlu mula dengan 5 muka surat, cukup dengan satu ayat dan maknanya. Percayalah, Al-Quran kongsi dengan kita pelbagai cerita dan rahsia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 13px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Jadi saya ada Kitab ajaib. Kau ada?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-2380900403652637064?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2380900403652637064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=2380900403652637064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2380900403652637064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2380900403652637064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/kitab-ajaib-kau-ada.html' title='Kitab ajaib. Kau ada?'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUUi7N47UqY/TwcKI6okn3I/AAAAAAAAAmk/CH-zAb1oDTo/s72-c/for%2Bdummies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3689465828950009704</id><published>2012-01-02T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:48:35.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Who asked you to sit on the wall?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://humptydumptyracing.com/pictures/humptydumptylogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 288px;" src="http://humptydumptyracing.com/pictures/humptydumptylogo.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy New Year everybody.. It's 2012.. Wow!! Time flies...&lt;div&gt;I'm on study mode, final exam on the 5th. Advance Statistics. While studying, i listened to this online country radio. they played this song.. Humpty Dumpty Heart (by Hank Thompson) Kinda interesting..to have a love humpty dumpty song :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here goes the lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Humpty Dumpty had a big fall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the King's horses all the King's men&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Could never put Humpty together again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've got a Humpty Dumpty heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You dropped it and broke it apart  all the King's horses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the King's men  could never put it together again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause when I gave to you my heart  you said that we must part&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;That was my doom my heart went boom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I got a Humpty Dumpty heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now a heart is a fragile thing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When dropped it won't bounce or ring&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It ain't no joke cause when it's broke&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No love song will it sing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I didn't think you were that sort&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I handed you my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You got it on a platter but you let it shatter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Humpty Dumpty Heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=============================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No offence Mr. Humpty, but why on earth are you sitting on the wall. GO AND SCRAMBLE YOURSELF!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3689465828950009704?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3689465828950009704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3689465828950009704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3689465828950009704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3689465828950009704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-asked-you-to-sit-on-wall.html' title='Who asked you to sit on the wall?'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4368402028714381508</id><published>2011-12-23T12:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T03:38:11.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Terdesak</title><content type='html'>Aku percaya ujian Allah adalah untuk meningkatkan iman kita. Bulan disember memberi ujian besar padaku..Apa ujiannya? Biarlah hanya Allah yang tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma aku nak kongsi ayat-ayat Ustaz Dr. Mahmud Al-Maghlani..yang memberi impak besar dalam mengharungi ujian Allah kali ini. Di saat aku merasa sesak dada, aku tahu, tiada seorang pun yang boleh mengeluarkan aku dari masalah dan beban perasaan ini melainkan Allah..sampai ke telingaku ayat ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Pintu sepertiga malam yang terakhir.&lt;br /&gt;Allah turun ke langit dunia berfirman Ada siapa yang nak minta, ada sesiapa yang berhajat, ada? ada? ada siapa?&lt;br /&gt;Kita semua tanak jawab permintaan Allah ini. Kite semua tidur..atau sedang buat maksiat.Didetik itu...hadirkanlah diri kepada Allah. Allah sekali2 tidak akan menghampakan kita. Kerana kalau seseorang yang betul2 terpaksa dan terdesak meminta dalam doanya, siapa lagi yang akan menjawab kalau bukan Allah??? Kalau betul2 kita terpaksa/desperate, Allah akan menjawabnya.."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bangun malam itu, meminta dengan bersungguh-sungguh. Aku yakin Dia dekat sangat masa tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokan harinya..keajaiban Allah datang..aku sambut dengan sujud syukur..Kau benar-benar tidak menghampakan kami..Terima kasih Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ud'uuni astajib lakum" Berdoalah kepadaku, nescaya akan ku perkenankan kepadaMu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku berharap aku boleh lebih FOKUS pada pelajaran selepas ini..AMIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4368402028714381508?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4368402028714381508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4368402028714381508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4368402028714381508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4368402028714381508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/12/terdesak.html' title='Terdesak'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-372637368002853289</id><published>2011-12-23T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T17:52:15.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Nil - Nothing: terima kasih tuhan.</title><content type='html'>Nicely said by my sister Murni &lt;a href="http://mughny.blogspot.com/2011/12/terima-kasih-tuhan.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;So no need for me to create a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;22 December 2011, 12:31am&lt;br /&gt;Bandar Baru Sentul, Kuala Lumpur (&lt;i&gt;and me in Bandar Baru Bangi&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang kami nak selama ini dimakbulkan tuhan. tapi, perit dan sedih terasa. walaupun ianya tak berpanjangan, inilah yang terbaik. itulah doa kami. menginginkan yang terbaik, dan inilah yang Allah bagi, maka inilah yang terbaik untuk semua. memang sedih. memang sangat menyedihkan, tapi memang ini yang kami minta. semoga tenang lah hati keduanya dan juga hati kami. mohon Allah mengampunkan dosa keduanya, dan juga dosa kami. tiada apa yang berubah antara kami dah mereka. semoga hidup lebih tenang dan kami kuat untuk semua ini. live life to the fullest! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april 1980 - december 2011&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://mughny.blogspot.com/2011/12/terima-kasih-tuhan.html?spref=bl"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-372637368002853289?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/372637368002853289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=372637368002853289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/372637368002853289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/372637368002853289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/12/nil-nothing-terima-kasih-tuhan.html' title='Nil - Nothing: terima kasih tuhan.'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6268788174931292882</id><published>2011-12-18T13:35:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T03:38:31.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Mahsyar Dunia</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum..fuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! tiup dulu, blog ni da berhabuk.&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini hari Ahad. Sesuatu yang luar dari biasa sedang berlaku di rumah. Aku buat macam biasa..seperti tak mandi pagi, mencuci kandang kucing, meminyakkan kepala dengan Franch Oil. Sebenarnya aku menulis sekarang agar ada tempoh 20 minit sebelum aku bilas Franch Oil tersebut dan mandi...hehe..hari ni mandi lambat sebab mendung..(alasann..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Aku nak cerita pasal Padang Mahsyar..Seperti yang semua tahu, Padang Mahsyar adalah tempat berkumpul seluruh umat manusia selepas tiupan sang kekala yang kedua. Ya, kita semua akan dibangkitkan semula selepas mati..dan akan dinilai prestasi semasa di dunia. Bersedialah untuk menerima buku amalan masing-masing. Ya Allah, berilah ia pada tangan kananku Ya Allah..amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu lepas aku menempuhi satu pengalaman yang memberi tamparan hebat kepada AKU. Ya, AKU. Aku namakan ia sebagai Mahsyar Dunia atau mungkin Mock Up Padang Mahsyar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biojobblog.com/uploads/image/job-interview-cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.biojobblog.com/uploads/image/job-interview-cartoon.gif" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 215px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 294px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEMUDUGA NAIK PANGKAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum ini aku pernah ditemuduga. Naik pangkat juga. Tapi pengalaman dahulu cuma memberi aku gentar dan gementar..kerana tak pernah melaluinya. Seperti takut nak pergi perang. Aku ingat pengalaman kedua tiada masalah. Aku pasti boleh. Aku pernah masuk medan ini, aku pernah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya tidak. Pengalaman kali ini berbeza. Ia seperti Mahsyar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku disoal apa sumbangan setelah memegang jawatan. Aku pun ceritakan pengalaman-pengalaman yang diperolehi. Namun ia disangkal kerana tiada output yang relevan dan signifikan. Maha Suci Allah yang Maha Mengetahui. Sesungguhnya sistem dunia ini tak pernah sempurna sesempurna sistem pemantauanMu. Aku disoal dengan keras. Dikatakan tidak memberi sumbangan. Performance Orang Mati. Bukan orang lain, tetapi aku. Aku tahu Allah sedang pancar spotlight pada aku dan soal. Apa aku dah buat?? Maha Suci Allah yang Maha Melihat. Setiap kebaikan akan dikira. Sistem dunia tidak begitu, kerana manusia bukan Maha Melihat. Kebaikan tertentu sahaja akan dikira. Nasib aku tidak berapa baik, kerana percaturan aku salah, kerana aku bermain catur di padang bola..maka kalah laaaa. Pengalaman ini menyedarkan aku dan aku terima ia sebagai cabaran untuk memperbaiki diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti di Padang Mahsyar, perbicaraan kita akan disaksikan oleh orang sekeliling. Di dalam bilik itu, aku disaksikan oleh calon-calon lain. Malu juga tapi aku kuatkan semangat kerana ini semua hanya satu fasa yang perlu ditempuhi. Yang menilai aku itu juga manusia. Paparan di dinding mengingatkan aku pada paparan hidup kita semua nanti akan dipertontonkan kepada semua manusia. Saat dalam temuduga, maklumat dipaparkan di layar dan aku tidak dibenarkan mempertahankan diri, sama seperti nanti dimana lidah tidak lagi boleh bicara apabila anggota lain akan memberi kesaksian di atas segala perbuatan kita. Huhuhu..Takpela..aku dah jawab sebaik dan sejujur mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persepsi manusia berbeza bergantung kepada cara kita melihat dunia. Aku terkedu dengan komen pedas penilai pada aku hanya kerana pandangan aku yang berbeza. Berbeza tidak semestinya salah bukan? Tapi tidak mengapa. Itu cuma persepsi mereka pada aku yang juga tidak sempurna, mungkin salah aku yang tidak menguruskan kerjaya supaya memberi impression yang lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah aku terbaca frasa ini: "Jika tahu, tapi tak buat--&amp;gt;kita akan dipersoalkan. TAHU, DAN BUAT TAPI SAMBIL LEWA atau 'ASAL BUAT'--&amp;gt; juga kita akan dipersoalkan kerana setiap yang kita lakukan mestilah lakukan yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;Itulah pengajaran terbesar untuk pengalaman Mahsyar Dunia kali ini. Tamparan hebat buat aku, memberitahu AKU BELUM BUAT YANG TERBAIK SEDANGKAN MAMPU BERBUAT DEMIKIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURAH AN-NUR (24) AYAT 37-40&lt;br /&gt;(Ibadat itu dikerjakan oleh) orang-orang yang kuat imannya yang tidak dilalaikan oleh perniagaan atau berjual-beli daripada menyebut serta mengingati Allah, dan mendirikan sembahyang serta memberi zakat; mereka takutkan hari (kiamat) yang padanya berbalik-balik hati dan pandangan (24:37)&lt;br /&gt;Mereka mengerjakan semuanya itu supaya Allah membalas mereka dengan sebaik-baik balasan bagi apa yang mereka kerjakan, dan menambahi mereka lagi dari limpah kurniaNya; dan sememangnya Allah memberi rezeki kepada sesiapa yang dikehendakiNya dengan tidak terhitung. (24:38)&lt;br /&gt;Dan orang-orang yang kafir pula, amal-amal mereka adalah umpama riak sinaran panas di tanah rata yang disangkanya air oleh orang yang dahaga, (lalu ia menuju ke arahnya) sehingga apabila ia datang ke tempat itu, tidak didapati sesuatu pun yang disangkanya itu; (demikianlah keadaan orang kafir, tidak mendapat faedah dari amalnya sebagaimana yang disangkanya) dan ia tetap mendapati hukum Allah di sisi amalnya, lalu Allah meyempurnakan hitungan amalnya (serta membalasnya); dan (ingatlah) Allah Amat segera hitungan hisabNya.(24:39)&lt;br /&gt;Atau (orang-orang kafir itu keadaannya) adalah umpama keadaan (orang yang di dalam) gelap-gelita di lautan yang dalam, yang diliputi oleh ombak bertindih ombak; di sebelah atasnya pula awan tebal (demikianlah keadaannya) gelap-gelita berlapis-lapis - apabila orang itu mengeluarkan tangannya, ia tidak dapat melihatnya sama sekali. Dan (ingatlah) sesiapa yang tidak dijadikan Allah menurut undang-undang peraturanNya mendapat cahaya (hidayah petunjuk) maka ia tidak akan beroleh sebarang cahaya (yang akan memandunya ke jalan yang benar). (24:40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,jom mandi dan basuh rambut.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6268788174931292882?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6268788174931292882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6268788174931292882&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6268788174931292882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6268788174931292882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/12/mahsyar-dunia.html' title='Mahsyar Dunia'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1101539329898968071</id><published>2011-10-15T22:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T03:38:58.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelogue'/><title type='text'>Musafir itu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Musafir itu menyeksakan..sebahagian dari Azab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itu kata Nabi saw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya setuju..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab saya tahu 'seksa'nya itu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak sampai ke atas kenderaan cam dalam gambar ni, penatnya Allah je yang tahu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila da mula perjalanan, letih semua dikumpul sambil menanti malam tiba..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disebabkan itu jugalah Islam banyak memberi rukhsah @ keringanan seperti solat jama' dan qasar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi hari ini saya nak berkongsi ADAB dan SUNNAH Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. ketika bermusafir. Sama-samalah kita cuba mengamalkannya kerana semua mudah sahaja, dan ia memberi nilai tambah dalam urusan safar kita..dalam kata lain, perjalanan kita, penat lelah kita jadi pahala semuanya..InsyaAllah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://wwwcdn.net/ev/assets/images/vectors/vmvectors/travelling-vector-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://wwwcdn.net/ev/assets/images/vectors/vmvectors/travelling-vector-30.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 246px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADAB dan SUNNAH Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. ketika bermusafir.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Niat yang baik.Destinasi yang baik. Jalan berjalan tanpa tujuan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Solat 2 rakaat sunat sebelem keluar bermusafir (solat sunat safar)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rasulullah suka bermusafir pada hari Khamis, tak suka hari Jumaat. Elak safar jumaat, sebab nanti terlepas solat jumaat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mulakan perjalanan pada waktu malam-perjalanan terasa pendek&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bawa bek kecil (at least). Rasulullah saw  bila musafir baginda bawa satu beg kecil yang diisi siwak (berus gigi), sikat, cermin, celak dan midra ( kayu kecil yang baginda gunakan untuk membetulkan rambutnya.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ucap selamat tinggal. Yang tinggal doakan yang bermusafir agar selamat,sentiasa berada dalam perlindungan Allah&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orang bermusafir kena banyak berdoa. Rasulullah saw pernah menyuruh Umar Al-Khattab yang hendak bermusafir agar berdoa untuk sahabat-sahabt lain termasuk untuk Rasululah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Berdoalah untuk keselamatan diri semasa bermusafir. Contoh: &lt;blockquote&gt;"Bismillah Amantu billah wa Tawakkaltu 'ala Allah" dan doa-doa lain&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bila bermusafir bersama dalam kumpulan lebih 3 orang, mesti dilantik seorang seorang ketua kumpulan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bila perjalanan kita menaik, contoh : kapal terbang sedang berlepas, kereta menaiki bukit, mendaki bukit, hendaklah kita bertakbir -Allahu Akbar berulang2 sepanjang proses tersebut. Bila perjalanan kita menurun pula, contoh : kapal terbang sedang turun untuk mendarat, kereta menuruni bukit hendaklah kita bertasbih -Subhanallah berulang2 sepanjang proses tersebut. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rasulullah saw suka mendengar AlHuda'---nyanyian, muzik yang menyenangkan hati-secara tidak langsung perjalanan terasa lebih selesa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan apabila kita masuk satu negara baru /negeri/ kampung baru, hendaklah kita berdoa-- minta kebaikan kampung itu, ahlinya dan apa-apa yg ada di dalamnya dan minta dijauhkan yang sebaliknya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ketika pulang bermusafir, bawalah pulang hadiah/ole-ole kerana hadiah itu mengeratkan hati sesama manusia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUMBER: Fattabiouni.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1101539329898968071?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1101539329898968071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1101539329898968071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1101539329898968071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1101539329898968071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/10/musafir-itu.html' title='Musafir itu..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8806582776079015043</id><published>2011-09-29T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:14:49.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Three in two years</title><content type='html'>Reminders from the Vice Chancellor of  UPM during Oath Taking Ceremony this afternoon: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 things all scholars should target upon graduation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Originality of your work, findings (new/novelty)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How does your work/findings contributes to body of knowledge (filling the gaps, expanding new knowledge)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It must be publishable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, HAVE FUN along the way...ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8806582776079015043?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8806582776079015043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8806582776079015043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8806582776079015043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8806582776079015043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/09/three-in-two-years.html' title='Three in two years'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1468193438249368379</id><published>2011-09-29T09:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T20:37:43.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>turn me ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iium.edu.my/sites/default/files/users/1/images/newrector.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku selalu teruja bila berada bersama orang bijak pandai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bagai disuntik semangat baru tatkala memdengar bait-bait ilmu yang keluar dari mulut mereka..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0S3mDJJ-fLg/Tf7QvqGi8LI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_IsabS2HrGY/s320/Stop%2B8.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Prof. Dr. Ajmal M. Razak Al-Aidrus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku mudah terkesima dengan bahasa-bahasa indah ahli pujangga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terfikir dari mana datangnya ayat-ayat cinta yang indah belaka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dihujung fikiran aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ingin jadi di kalangan mereka yang berilmu dan ghairah berkongsi ilmu mereka.. Ya Allah, berkatilah mereka, dan jadikanlah aku salah seorang dari mereka.. Al-'Aalim yang Tawadhu' InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: teringin nak kembali ke zaman dahulu, di mana pencari ilmu tak perlu bekerja keras mencari rezeki, boleh tumpu pada ilmu, menghadap guru..tapi mencari rezeki itu juga jihad kerana sebaik-baik manusia adalah mereka tidak meminta-minta. Semoga Allah bantu aku yg dahaga ilmu ini mudah mencari rezeki dan ilmu serentak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1468193438249368379?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1468193438249368379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1468193438249368379&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1468193438249368379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1468193438249368379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/09/turn-me-on.html' title='turn me ON'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0S3mDJJ-fLg/Tf7QvqGi8LI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_IsabS2HrGY/s72-c/Stop%2B8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-7904329889827050055</id><published>2011-09-28T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T22:42:49.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>ohhoyyy there..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saya ada satu tabiat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tabiat saya ialah apabila saya jengok blog, mesti mahu tengok siapa datang jenguk blog saya (walaupun tak ramai pun yang jenguk kan...hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi hari ni nampak ada orang rusia jenguk, sebelum tu orang australia, kadang2 amerika, tidak kurang juga indonesia..dan pastinya orang Malaysia terchenta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kepada anda yang sudi menjengah teratak hamba mencurah rasa ini, terima kasih saya ucapkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ODTaQXptpWE/ToMx3Sn9bKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/n8A8tFqshGw/s320/eddd.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657420382869482658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tetiba saya terpikir, teringin jugak saya nak tahu..pembaca istimewa yang datang ziarah blog saya ni, buat apa untuk kehidupan. lagi pulak yang duduk jauh-jauh tu, di perantauan...ANDA SEDANG BUAT APA TU? so, consider yourself tagged.haha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi sudi ke memberitahu saya? Tak perlu tulis nama, misteri, hamba Allah seme saya terima. cuma tulis la lokasi terkini anda..dan apa yang sedang anda lakukan di tempat anda. semua ini boleh la anda tulis di bahagian komen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenapa saya nak tahu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab saya ini seorang yang mempunyai perasaan ingin tahu yang tinggi. Soalan saya selalunya bodoh2 je, tapi saya tak kira, janji ia memenuhi tuntutan naluri ingin tahu saya..tambahan, saya juga pengembara juga, cuma bila saya mengembara, saya tiada peluang untuk bercerita pengalaman saya secara detail. Akhirnya, saya bermonolog sahaja di dalam hati, menceritakan pengalaman kepada diri sendiri. What to do..?? huhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi sudi-sudilah berkongsi. Saya tidak mempunyai apa2 agenda tersembunyi. Cuma ingin tahu. Kerana mengetahui benda baru membuatkan saya rasa hidup dan teruja..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mekacih..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-7904329889827050055?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7904329889827050055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=7904329889827050055&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7904329889827050055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7904329889827050055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/09/ohhoyyy-there.html' title='ohhoyyy there..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ODTaQXptpWE/ToMx3Sn9bKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/n8A8tFqshGw/s72-c/eddd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-2806163617002943443</id><published>2011-09-09T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:28:53.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><title type='text'>ada tapi tiada</title><content type='html'>biar tentu tiada&lt;div&gt;hilang bikin seksa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biar tentu putus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kasih tak haus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biar tentu kosong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boleh cari penyewa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biar tentu habis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dosa tak ditulis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;berat sungguh ujian ini..kalau lah teriakan boleh menyelesaikan, dah lama aku berteriak. namun atmaku masih rasional..cuma rasionalku kadang-kadang hilang rakan karibnya yang namanya sabar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-2806163617002943443?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2806163617002943443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=2806163617002943443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2806163617002943443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2806163617002943443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/09/ada-tapi-tiada.html' title='ada tapi tiada'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4780411355790892913</id><published>2011-09-06T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:44:20.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><title type='text'>kisah tiga: to celup or not to celup</title><content type='html'>pada suatu hari raya, seorang gadis didatangi sepasang tetamu. tetamu berkenaan teringin sangat untuk melawat air terjun berdekatan dengan rumah gadis itu. Maka gadis tersebut membawa sepasang tetamu tadi bersama adik-adiknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil berjalan-jalan menghayati kecantikan sungai itu, tiba-tiba adik gadis masuk ke dalam sungai untuk mencelup kaki. mungkin kerana tidak tahan dengan 'godaan' sungai itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka telah berlaku dialog berikut di antara gadis itu dan salah seorang tetamu itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamu: Adik awak akan kahwin dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Gadis: Kenapa pula?&lt;br /&gt;Tamu: Kerana dia celup kaki dalam sungai sebelum kamu.&lt;br /&gt;Gadis: Oh...gitu ke?&lt;br /&gt;Tamu: Apa kata awak juga pergi celup kaki di dalam sungai&lt;br /&gt;Gadis: (menggeleng sepeti tidak berminat)&lt;br /&gt;Tamu: Aik?? Awak tak mahu kahwin ke? Jangan macam tu&lt;br /&gt;Gadis: Saya hanya akan celup kaki kerana saya nak berbuat demikian, bukan semata-mata awak yang suruh apatah lagi kerana kerana nak kahwin dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengajaran: Jangan gopoh. Fikir dahulu. Buatlah sesuatu dalam keadaan berfikiran waras, bukan kerana ikut-ikutan. Chill laa...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ini adalah kisah benar yang telah berlaku kepada penulis pada minggu sebelumnya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4780411355790892913?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4780411355790892913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4780411355790892913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4780411355790892913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4780411355790892913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/09/kisah-tiga-to-celup-or-not-to-celup.html' title='kisah tiga: to celup or not to celup'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4883085479323162017</id><published>2011-09-05T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:28:16.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><title type='text'>kisah dua: terang tu mudah..gelap tu susah..</title><content type='html'>pada suatu malam, seorang lelaki berjalan di suatu lorong, dan beliau terjumpa dengan seorang kanak-kanak yang sedang mencari sesuatu di bawah lampu. maka lelaki itu mendekati kanak-kanak tersebut, dan bertanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: kenapa nak, anak cari apa ni?&lt;br /&gt;budak: duit saya hilang pakcik..&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: di mana duit kamu hilang?&lt;br /&gt;budak: tuuuuu..kat tempat gelap tu..&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: ??? (bingung) kalau duit anak hilang di sana (di tempat gelap) kenapa anak mencari duit itu di sini (di bawah lampu)&lt;br /&gt;budak: sebab kat sini terang pakcik..senang nak carik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pengajaran: kalau kita asyik guna jalan mudah untuk selesai masalah @ capai sesuatu, kemungkinan untuk berjaya tipislah. kerana kejayaan tidak datang ke zon selamat, tetapi anda harus pergi ke zon berani untuk bertemu dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*penulis berkongsi kisah yg didengar beliau di dalam radio ikim.fm petang tadi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4883085479323162017?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4883085479323162017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4883085479323162017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4883085479323162017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4883085479323162017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/09/kisah-dua-terang-tu-mudahgelap-tu-susah.html' title='kisah dua: terang tu mudah..gelap tu susah..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-794545055259587572</id><published>2011-09-05T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T03:39:46.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><title type='text'>kisah satu: separuh nyawa atau seluruhnya</title><content type='html'>kisahnya begini.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seorang professor telah menaiki sebuah sampan yang didayung oleh seorang pendayung sampan. semasa di dalam bot, professor telah bersembang dengan pendayung bot yang lebih kurang begini bunyinya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;prof: incik ni memang kejenya mendayung sampan aje ke? takde ke belajar benda lain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pakcik: ya. ini jelah keje saya. saya takde belajar benda-benda lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;prof: owh..sungguh rugilah incik. keadaan sebegini seolah-olah incik sudah kehilangan separuh nyawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pakcik: hurmmm..(iyekan aje)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;prof: incik, incik ni ada ke simpanan untuk masa depan. keje ni tak menjamin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pakcik: takde..saya kais pagi makan pagi, kais petang makan petang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;prof: owh..ini lagi satu kerugian, boleh hilang lagi separuh nyawa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pakcik: (angguk-angguk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tetiba sampan bocor..maka sampan pun tenggelam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka bertanya pula pendayung bot pada professor serba tahu itu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pakcik: incik, incik tahu berenang tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;prof: alamak! saya tak tahu berenang..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pakcik: owhh..inilah kerugian terbesar kerana incik akan kehilangan seluruh nyawa incik..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pengajaran: jangan berlagak. kita ni asalnya jahil menjadi tahu, tapi itu x bermakna kita tahu semuanya kerana yang Maha Tahu hanyalah Allah. kalo jumpa org tua jgn sombong, dia mungkin lemah, tapi ilmunya penuh dalam dada. kesimpulan, jgn under estimate orang, beri peluang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*cerita ditokok tambah kasi sedap, berdasarkan pendengaran penulis di radio ikim.fm petang tadi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-794545055259587572?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/794545055259587572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=794545055259587572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/794545055259587572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/794545055259587572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/09/kisah-satu-seluruh-nyawa-atau.html' title='kisah satu: separuh nyawa atau seluruhnya'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8904559125313608763</id><published>2011-08-05T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:54:31.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><title type='text'>Basah</title><content type='html'>Ya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;Banyaknya aku menangis hari ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih Ya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut hati ini keras..&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga tidak boleh menangis lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih Ya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;Kerana beri aku peluang untuk bertemu Ramadhan tahun ini..&lt;br /&gt;Tahun depan belum tentu lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga ada peluang untuk aku masuk syurga melalui pintu Rayyan..&lt;br /&gt;Amin ya Rabb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8904559125313608763?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8904559125313608763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8904559125313608763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8904559125313608763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8904559125313608763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/08/basah.html' title='Basah'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-756408775827746029</id><published>2011-08-05T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T17:17:14.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><title type='text'>Merajuk</title><content type='html'>Selama 2 tahun saya follow dia di facebook..&lt;br /&gt;Entri blognya saya follow selalu..&lt;br /&gt;Seronok follow dia kerana dia sentiasa bawak saya balik pada realiti.&lt;br /&gt;Kata-katanya amat ringkas, padat dan yang penting..sampai mesejnya.&lt;br /&gt;Hidup rasa lebih fokus dan terurus secara emosi dan spritual apabila baca nasihat dia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari demi hari berlalu..&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba saya perasan sesuatu&lt;br /&gt;Mana dia ya? Dah lama saya tak nampak berita dan update darinya&lt;br /&gt;Dia sakit mungkin..&lt;br /&gt;Bila saya periksa rupanya saya bukan lagi kawannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa terbuang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu..sedih berhari-hari..&lt;br /&gt;Merajuk..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tiada yang pujuk&lt;br /&gt;Kerana dia tak kenal siapa saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya cuma mengikutnya dari jauh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz Hasrizal Abdul Jamil..&lt;br /&gt;Saifulislam.com&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu saya tak patut merajuk&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hati saya sedih sebab saya tak layak jadi kawan Ustaz..&lt;br /&gt;Bukan marah Ustaz, tapi marah diri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Diri sendiri yang tak layak jadi kawan ustaz barangkali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lama dah saya merajuk..&lt;br /&gt;Blog Ustaz pun saya tak jenguk..&lt;br /&gt;Hati kata pergi la jenguk..&lt;br /&gt;Banyak ilmu di situ..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi Ustaz, saya masih sedih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang saya dah ok sikit..&lt;br /&gt;Dah mula jenguk balik blog ustaz..&lt;br /&gt;Belum baca, tapi jenguk je..&lt;br /&gt;Tengokla nanti..&lt;br /&gt;Time heals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doakan saya ya..&lt;br /&gt;Saya cintakan ilmu..&lt;br /&gt;Saya mahu jadi orang cemerlang..&lt;br /&gt;Dunia akhirat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-756408775827746029?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/756408775827746029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=756408775827746029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/756408775827746029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/756408775827746029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/08/merajuk.html' title='Merajuk'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-230798792310699626</id><published>2011-07-28T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:28:56.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>soh seh soh seh</title><content type='html'>di suatu petang..di balai berlepas klia..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m: apa hal tadi balik umah, demam ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kpop: tak demam. tapi selsema tiba-tiba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m: ooo..yeke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kpop: ntahla maya..banyak sgt mkn ayam kot (semasa outstation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m: ooo..so awak kena selsema burung la ni..(dengan nada berseloroh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kpop: (buat muka blur..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m: (tunggu dia gelak, tapi ia tidak berlaku. tapaham lawak aku kot..sabo jele)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe..sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posted by blackberry..tq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-230798792310699626?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-5652434941207686645</id><published>2011-06-22T00:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T11:26:03.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Panggilan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kidsfitnessblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/dialog-bubble1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.kidsfitnessblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/dialog-bubble1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidsfitnessblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/dialog-bubble1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Panggilan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helloo Maya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awak..Jangan lupa datang graduation tau~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aku nak bertunang..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awak..Kite nak kawen...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awak..Kite nak pegi interview nih..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awak...Kite dapat kejeeee!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm pregnant...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Itu berita gembira..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello Maya...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aku eksiden..tergolek dalam longkang..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mak kite meninggal..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayah aku dah takde..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awak..Bapak kite dah takde...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juga berita sedih..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terima kasih sahabat, kerana aku yang kalian cari ketika suka dan duka. Ketahuilah aku akan sentiasa berada di sisi kalian di kala suka duka..dengan izin Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sahabat, suara ceria juga duka kalian tak usah dibendung..bahu ini untuk kamu..untuk kamu lepaskan tangisan..tangan ini juga untuk kamu..dikala kamu perlukan kekuatan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rasa kehilangan itu tak dapat aku ungkap, kerana belum merasai. Jadi doa aku buat kamu, supaya diberikan Tuhan kekuatan luar biasa untuk menghadapi segala cabaran hidup.. InshaAllah ada jalannya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-5652434941207686645?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5652434941207686645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=5652434941207686645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/5652434941207686645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/5652434941207686645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/06/panggilan.html' title='Panggilan..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8004800719048158714</id><published>2011-06-22T00:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T07:56:28.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>"Saya tau saya chomel.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz5SzmSPjts/TgDGND-PR-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/q-t5n0DtEtM/s1600/IMG_1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620710262665332706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz5SzmSPjts/TgDGND-PR-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/q-t5n0DtEtM/s400/IMG_1290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kata &lt;em&gt;Najhan Aminah Izar binti Falah Dizar..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born on a very beautiful Friday morning..17th of June 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Wow..another Izar in the house..Alhamdulillah wa Shukru lillah..&lt;br /&gt;Izar tu maksud ape? Bintang... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;tol tak saya chomel..?? boleh challenge Bonda aka Enda Maya Ijau.. ??&lt;br /&gt;Kali ni Enda bagi chan okeh!&lt;br /&gt;Love you Najhan..without condition.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Jadi anak solehah Mama dan Dada ya..&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8004800719048158714?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8004800719048158714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8004800719048158714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8004800719048158714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8004800719048158714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/06/saya-tau-saya-chomel.html' title='&quot;Saya tau saya chomel..&quot;'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz5SzmSPjts/TgDGND-PR-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/q-t5n0DtEtM/s72-c/IMG_1290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1381551147362334639</id><published>2011-06-11T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:50:22.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Constant of life</title><content type='html'>Saya nanges tengok finale Life Unexpected 2 nih..&lt;br /&gt;Lux graduation speech..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BMYzu2LaRJ4?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1381551147362334639?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1381551147362334639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1381551147362334639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1381551147362334639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1381551147362334639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/06/constant-of-life.html' title='Constant of life'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BMYzu2LaRJ4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8109587623347955085</id><published>2011-06-04T11:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T08:06:49.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>CARI, easily said than done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nbI-tpkkvcM/TefS5jGP1II/AAAAAAAAAlo/KyPN_RR5jVQ/s1600/mi%2Bfamilia.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613687346656433282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nbI-tpkkvcM/TefS5jGP1II/AAAAAAAAAlo/KyPN_RR5jVQ/s400/mi%2Bfamilia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet kan?? These are my sweethearts..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Guess what's missing is this photo? ME not having a junior..tak best kan? Gambar ni pasti lengkap kalau ME having that small cute sweet huggable creature too..haha! Nonetheless, love all of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sekarang dah lagi kerap berfikir pasal jodoh. Mungkin makin risau kot..OH!! Actually I agree with this quote.. &lt;em&gt;"Marriage is to have someone to share something with.."&lt;/em&gt; So damn true. Having to know that you have someone waiting to hear your good news (even the bad ones), having to know that someone is waiting for you after you yourself had a very loooooong day..etc etc.. That was my turning point, previously I don't have any issue. But when I was in Turkey, I read a book which made me realised (at last haha!) that &lt;strong&gt;I need to share&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But with whom should I share it with? Still with question mark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Last week, my beloved one made a remark.. &lt;em&gt;"Jodoh kena cari..."&lt;/em&gt; Ayat cliche lagi..one thing about remark made by your beloved one--it hurt the MOST! I felt like crying on the spot..but still have some self-control leftovers to keep me calm and collected.. but i bet my face was red though. I know my beloved one always pray the best for me, that thing you said really hurt me..badly. Ya, saya tahu memang kena cari..kena usaha, tapi mekanisma mencari tu bagaimana? Do I need to fill in forms? Do I need to menggeDIX.. I don't think so.. I wish it can be as easy as going for a shopping spree, or maybe as easy as GOOGLE-ing... How am I going to tell the whole world that I'm looking for my EXCLUSIVE SHARE HOLDER? Blogging maybe...hehehe..Tell me how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I can blame the bad timing. I can blame my parents. I can blame myself, for being a such a nuisance before (dulu la..sekarang baik..), I can also blame myself for not being the GAGA girl..bukan cantik pun aku ni.. manis pun kadang-kadang je kot..mana tak nye..muka lebam asik main tengah panas..baru nk cerah dah berjemur lagi...huhuhu..takpe takpe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Talking about being a nuisance..well it is hard being the big sister..u don't have anybody to look upon to except ur mom (thanks Allah for my mum)..it took me 28 years to be the person I am right now..still with some loose screws though (haha!) but more calm and collected, having perspective of life..I know it comes with the age..but my point is my lil sisters are better, catching up even faster bcoz they have me to look upon to. silap-silap depa kawen dulu...OH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;DikNon..KakNon tak kesah pun. Yang penting SYARIAT. If it is your time, then it is your time. Kite takde bendul-bendul nk langkah sebab kita sendiri bendul..hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Buat masa ini, cukuplah kekasihku yang satu ini--&amp;gt;Yang Maha Mengetahui lagi Maha Penyayang. Mungkin diciptakan aku untuk khidmat selain khidmat yang ni..jadi anak solehah pun boleh masuk syurga kan..? Jadikanlah aku Ya Allah hamba yang kau cintai..kerana cukuplah kasih sayangMu untuk aku.. (tapi kalau dapat berkongsi kasih dengan hamba yang juga kau cintai itu BONUS..! hehehe tak salah bergurau dengan kekasih kan..? kan?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BERUSAHALAH MAYA!!!!!! AND YOU..YES YOU..LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT OR KNOW ANYBODY WHO CAN BE MY EXCLUSICVE SHARE HOLDER..(gile la..)&lt;/strong&gt; eh lupe.. terms and conditions applied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sekian CURHAT kali ini. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8109587623347955085?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8109587623347955085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8109587623347955085&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8109587623347955085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8109587623347955085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/05/cari-easily-said-than-done.html' title='CARI, easily said than done.'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nbI-tpkkvcM/TefS5jGP1II/AAAAAAAAAlo/KyPN_RR5jVQ/s72-c/mi%2Bfamilia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1647497349948538658</id><published>2011-06-03T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T02:30:50.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><title type='text'>Can't wait to get my student card..woha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER COMES!~~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 05-27-2011 01:40&lt;br /&gt;Subject: APPLICATION STATUS : APPROVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear MAYA Ijau,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We are pleased to inform you that your application for graduate study at UPM has been approved.&lt;/span&gt; The details of the programme offered are as specified below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programme : MASTER OF SCIENCE&lt;br /&gt;Field of Study : &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GENETICS AND PLANT BREEDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programme Structure: WITH THESIS&lt;br /&gt;Faculty/Institute : FACULTY OF AGRICULTURE&lt;br /&gt;Advisor : MOHD RAFII BIN YUSOP&lt;br /&gt;Period of Registration : 22 AUGUST 2011 - &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;09 SEPTEMBER 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Length of Study : 1 - 3 YEARS&lt;br /&gt;Registration Fee for 1st Semester : RM 1600&lt;br /&gt;Registration Fee for subsequent Semester : RM 1350&lt;br /&gt;Fee Per Credit : RM 0&lt;br /&gt;Minimum Credit to Graduate : 9&lt;br /&gt;Thesis Examination Fee : RM 500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga dipermudahkan Allah..amin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1647497349948538658?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1647497349948538658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1647497349948538658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1647497349948538658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1647497349948538658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/06/cant-wait-to-get-my-student-cardwoha.html' title='Can&apos;t wait to get my student card..woha!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6827821052134258223</id><published>2011-06-03T01:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T03:36:19.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Bagaikan sakti..ewah!</title><content type='html'>Lagu tema 'Bagaikan Sakti' menjadi peneman perjalanan kami ke Jelebu...misi menanam pokok.. pada awal lagu tersebut ada petikan dialog di antara Hang Tuah dan Puteri Gunung Ledang..hehehe.. I love Puteri Gunung Ledang the Movie..i think it is among the most beautiful movie I've ever seen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layar berbelok-belok&lt;br /&gt;Sauh dibungkar di tempat tenang&lt;br /&gt;Yang tinggal hati tak elok&lt;br /&gt;Yang pergi hati tak senang &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Puteri Gunung Ledang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Indahnya bahasa Melayu..saya suka sastera Melayu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6827821052134258223?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6827821052134258223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6827821052134258223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6827821052134258223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6827821052134258223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/06/lagu-bagaikan-sakti-tema-yang-meneman.html' title='Bagaikan sakti..ewah!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3065364063006502570</id><published>2011-05-26T23:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:46:18.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Tepi sikit!!! Raksasa nak laluuuuuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naturephoto-cz.com/photos/auer/hippopotamus-IMG_8350mw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 602px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.naturephoto-cz.com/photos/auer/hippopotamus-IMG_8350mw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huargghhhh...!!! Pinggir pinggir...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aku ke Pasaraya Warta hari ni bersama staf aku, telah didekati oleh seorang MAKCIK RAMPING bermekap tebal.. lantas menyerahkan dua keping kertas (dua ye bukan satu) seraya berkata.&lt;br /&gt;Dik, nah..(sambil hulur kertas)..Jangan amek hati ye..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya..sila teka apekah kertas yang diserahkan kepada aku oleh makcik ramping berbedak tebal itu????&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Iklan pelangsingan badan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa nak jadi raksasa nak baham dia mase tu tapi kontrol..&lt;br /&gt;Sebab-sebab mengapa aku terasa nak telan makcik ramping bermekap tebal ialah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sungguh tidak sopan. Aku berdiri kat situ bersama staf aku. Kalau betul nak menyebar maklumat sila hulurkan kertas tersebut kepada orang sebelah aku yang ramping juga. Tidak perlu double standard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tak perlu mengayat aku dengan ayat cliche berikut.. "Jangan amek hati ye..." Aku rase dah berapa ramai syarikat pelangsingan approach aku yg montel ini di Mall yang besar lagi mewah tapi mereka hanya menerangkan dengan sopan (dan aku ok je, chill dan tak jadi raksasa pun) kerana mereka tidak berkata "Jangan amek hati ye..." selepas memberi kertas itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hei pompuan, kalau ye pun nak caik pelanggan, jangan lupa jadikan sopan sebagai modal, setakat ramping dan mekap tebal tak jalan OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3065364063006502570?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3065364063006502570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3065364063006502570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3065364063006502570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3065364063006502570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/05/tepi-sikit-raksasa-nak-laluuuuuu.html' title='Tepi sikit!!! Raksasa nak laluuuuuu'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-9208273795210321479</id><published>2011-05-14T01:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:25:17.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>terakhir yg tersendiri..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://adminsecret.monster.com/nfs/adminsecret/attachment_images/0000/6422/Goodbye_crop380w.jpg?1218494967"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 380px; display: block; height: 250px;" alt="" src="http://adminsecret.monster.com/nfs/adminsecret/attachment_images/0000/6422/Goodbye_crop380w.jpg?1218494967" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Aku nak post pada hari yang sama, tapi nampaknye blogger.com ada masalah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adalah penting untuk aku mencatatnya di sini kerana ia merupakan satu tanda usaha kerasku selama ini tidak sia-sia dan aku sememangnya sedang menuju ke arah penambahbaikan diri..alhamdulillah. FYI, jalan karier aku terumbang ambing pada mulanya, tapi aku telah berusaha sungguh-sungguh untuk perbaiki diri supaya bila aku lihat semula ke belakang aku boleh berkata.. "I have no regrets".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hari ni hari terakhir aku berada bawah supervision boss aku. Beliau pencen minggu depan, tapi aku perlu bertugas di luar negara, maka hari inilah hari terakhir aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semalam aku ambil masa untuk mencari hadiah sesuai buat beliau. tidaklah seberapa, kerana aku tidak tahu sangat minat beliau. Aku jumpa satu buku yang dirasakan sesuai, genre memoir untuk beliau yang merupakan anak terengganu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jadi, jam 2.45 petang, aku menjengah ke bilik dia untuk menyerahkan hadiah tersebut. ternyata dia teringat untuk beri gambar yang dia janji nak bagi kat aku. dia ambil masa yang lama untuk mencari gambar tersebut..lebih 15 minit, siap mengamuk sebab tak jumpa..aku tahan ajela.. sengih cam kerang busuk.rasa tak jadi nak bagi hadiah tu sbb hangen die da kacau bilau..hehehe.. maka gambar tetap tidak ditemui, dan aku pk dah sampai masa aku serahkan hadiah beliau..sebijik buku sebagai momento. Ayat pertama beliau,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"thank you maya, you are such a nice lady."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aku ambil peluang untuk menyampaikan rasa terima kasih aku pada beliau. aku nyatakan aku tak puas nak timba ilmu dan pengalaman, memang tak puas, aku pasti aku boleh belajar banyak benda lagi. tapi harus redha, setakat ini sahaja rezki aku untuk berguru dengannya. aku sampaikan rasa hormat aku dan penghargaan aku pada dia. maka air mata pun meleleh..ciss.. apadaa..nanges.. tapi takleh tahan la..ekeke..dia pun sebak gak..haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, nobody's perfect right. Even him. And me. But a few things I admire about him is his passion, his precision and the way he explain things in depth. I wish I can be that deep too.. (hopefully one day I could).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then it was his turn to speak..and he made me felt so terharu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It feels good when people enjoy being around you. He said that I'm a fun R.O. (research officer). It seems like the FUN R.O. ni tak banyak. huh! He said the day before, he has no problem doing part time job collecting data in kampungs for a month, if I'm on his team..it will be fun, he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terharu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually I was hoping he will give his last advice to me. And he did. Without me asking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Your intelligence, dedication and skills will definitely take you far..very far..so keep these values with you."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also mentioned that I was nominated to be the next project leader (for this crazy and heavyload international project) aku dah terkejut masa tu, dok sebut "Ya Allah..biar betul.." dia jawab,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Ya Allah, Ya Allah jugak but this is true, you are the next project leader, you are the right person because you have all the ingredients to be one." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually aku dah cuak kalo kena postpone study lagi..sedih, dah 6 tahun tunggu..i thought it was going to be a nightmare. But he continued,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" But I will not stop you. I told 'big boss' that it's ok to let you go for your study. I said to him, you will return and be even be a greater&lt;br /&gt;researcher and by that time you'll be ready..." Amin..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saved by the bell. Thank you boss for your understanding. He gets the point that I really really need to go for my study, knowing that I'll be a better and wiser person upon my return to face the challenges in the years to come. Terima kasih kepada insan yang berkorban untuk membolehkan aku pergi menuntut ilmu. I.O.U. and I'm sure Allah will reward you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have this instinct that he understands me well. So I don't have problem to be frank with him, to speak myself out and clear. That's the price of being frank and honest. Alhamdulillah. As far as year 2005 to 2011 is concerns, I have no regrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May life be easy for him..Kolay gelsin bak kate orang turki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-9208273795210321479?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9208273795210321479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=9208273795210321479&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/9208273795210321479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/9208273795210321479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/05/terakhir-yg-tersendiri.html' title='terakhir yg tersendiri..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-5080709183073059945</id><published>2011-03-24T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:59:03.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Islamic thinking reblogged [2]</title><content type='html'>This one too. Taken from &lt;a href="http://islamicthinking.tumblr.com/"&gt;Islamic Thinking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 Tips on How to be a Successful Husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1.) &lt;strong&gt;Dress up for your wife, look clean and smell good.&lt;/strong&gt; When was the last time us men went shopping for designer pajamas? Just like the husband wants his wife to look nice for him, she also wants her husband to dress up for her too. Remember that Rasulullah SAW would always start with Miswak when returning home and always loved the sweetest smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;Use the cutest names for your wife.&lt;/strong&gt; Rasulullah SAW had nicknames for his wives, ones that they loved. Call your wife by the most beloved names to her, and avoid using names that hurt their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) &lt;strong&gt;Don’t treat her like a fly. &lt;/strong&gt;We never think about a fly in our daily lives until it ‘bugs’ us. Similarly, a wife will do well all day - which brings no attention from the husband - until she does something to ‘bug’ him. Don’t treat her like this; recognize all the good that she does and focus on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) &lt;strong&gt;If you see wrong from your wife&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; try being silent and do not comment!&lt;/strong&gt; This is one of the ways Rasulullah SAW used when he would see something inappropriate from his wives Radiallahu Anhunn. It is something that very few muslim men have learnt or practice with their wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) &lt;strong&gt;Smile at your wife whenever you see her and embrace her often. &lt;/strong&gt;Smiling is sadaqah and your wife is not exempt from the muslim ummah. Imagine life with her constantly seeing you smiling. Remember also those Ahadith when Rasulullah SAW would kiss his wife before leaving for Salah, even if he was fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) &lt;strong&gt;Thank her for all that she does for you&lt;/strong&gt;. Then thank her again! Take for example a dinner at your house. She makes the food, cleans the home, and a dozen other tasks to prepare. And sometimes the only acknowledgement she receives is that there needed to be more salt in the soup. Don’t be that person; thank her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) &lt;strong&gt;Ask her to write down the last ten things you did for her that made her happy&lt;/strong&gt;. Then go and do them again. It may be hard to recognize what makes her happy. You don’t have to play a guessing game, ask her and work on repeating those things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) &lt;strong&gt;Don’t belittle her desires&lt;/strong&gt;. Comfort her. Sometimes the men may look down upon the requests of their wives. Rasulullah SAW set the example for us in an incident when Safiyyah RA was crying because, as she said, he had put her on a slow camel. He wiped her tears, comforted her, and brought her the camel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) &lt;strong&gt;Be humorous and play games with your wife. &lt;/strong&gt;Make her laugh, have little ‘inside’ jokes and moments with her. Honestly your wifes laughter is one of the best sounds in life. Make her smile keep &amp;amp; her happy. Look at how Rasulullah SAW would race his wife Aisha RA in the desert. When was the last time we did something like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) &lt;strong&gt;Always remember the words of Allah’s Messenger SAW: “The best of you are those who treat their families the best. And I am the best amongst you to my family.”&lt;/strong&gt; Try to be the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget to make dua to Allah SWT to make your marriage successful. And Allah SWT knows best. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-5080709183073059945?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5080709183073059945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=5080709183073059945&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/5080709183073059945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/5080709183073059945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/03/islamic-thinking-reblogged-2.html' title='Islamic thinking reblogged [2]'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3858048301052032464</id><published>2011-03-24T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:59:35.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Islamic thinking reblogged [1]</title><content type='html'>Ya..saya belum kawen,tapi tak bermakna perlu terus menjadi jahil. Taken from &lt;a href="http://islamicthinking.tumblr.com/"&gt;Islamic Thinking &lt;/a&gt;blog. A recommended blog and twitter to follow. Let's digest this together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 Tips on How to be a Successful Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1.) &lt;strong&gt;Use your ‘Fitnah’ (beauty and overtures of allurement) to win the heart of your husband&lt;/strong&gt;. All women have the ornaments that Allah blessed them with. Use the beauty Allah SWT has bestowed you with to win the heart of your husband. Dress up for your husband at home. Wear the colours and clothes that he likes to see you in and use makeup, perfume, jewellery - in short, whatever it takes to be attractive to him. From the early years, little girls have adorned themselves with earrings and bracelets and worn pretty dresses - as described in the Qur’an. Continue this tradition as a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;Be sensitive to his moods, feelings and needs.&lt;/strong&gt; For example, don’t start complaining or burden him with problems as soon as he comes home; rather, welcome him and make him feel good to be home. Imagine your husband coming home to a clean house, an exquisitely dressed wife, a dinner prepared with care, children clean and sweet smelling, a clean bedroom - what would this do to his love for you? Now imagine what the opposite does to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) &lt;strong&gt;Review the characteristics of the Hoor Al-Ayn (women of jannah), and try to imitate them&lt;/strong&gt;. The Qur’an and Sunnah describe the women in jannah with certain characteristics. Such as the silk they wear, their large dark eyes, their singing to their husband, etc. Try it, wear silk for your husband, put Kohl in your eyes to ‘enlarge’ them, and sing to your husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) &lt;strong&gt;Do things together or at least allocate some time of the day to give him your undivided attention&lt;/strong&gt;. Be sincere in appreciating him, show interest in his day, his activities, his thoughts and opinions. Give him advice and comfort him when needed. Spend your husband’s money carefully and try to keep him informed of where his money is being spent. Remember not to spend large amounts of his money without his permission. Show caring and concern for his relatives as this is a sure way of securing a place in his heart. Never object when he spends on them, as this is a source of abundance in provision and increase in life span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) &lt;strong&gt;Joke and play games with your husband. &lt;/strong&gt;A mans secret: they seek women who are light-hearted and have a sense of humour. As Rasulullah SAW told Jabir to marry someone who would make him laugh and he would make her laugh. Be cheerful and humorous, smile often, don’t feel shy to be affectionate with your husband and make him feel really happy to be around you. Express your love frequently and creatively, rather than waiting for him to do so first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) &lt;strong&gt;Be grateful to your husband&lt;/strong&gt;. Remind yourself that it’s a tough world out there and your husband works very hard to provide for you. So whatever you do, don’t compare him to other men, unless it is favourably. Thank your husband constantly for the nice things he does. Let him know that you appreciate his efforts, not just through your words, but also your actions. This is one of the most important techniques, as the opposite is a characteristic of the women of hellfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) &lt;strong&gt;Don’t fly into a rage when you have a difference of opinion or he criticizes you.&lt;/strong&gt; Stay calm, control your tongue and don’t challenge your husband’s authority at that time. Use your wisdom, tactics and powers of persuasion later to try to explain your point of view. Believe the best, not the worst about him. Be forgiving and accept apologies graciously rather than holding grudges and bringing up mistakes of the past. An argument is a fire in the house. Extinguish it with a simple ‘I’m sorry’ even if it is not your fault. When you fight back, you are only adding wood to the fire. Watch how sweetly an argument will end when you just say sincerely, “Look, I’m sorry. Let’s be friends.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) &lt;strong&gt;Always seek to please your husband, for he is your key to jannah.&lt;/strong&gt; Rasulullah SAW taught us that any women who dies in a state where her husband is pleased with her, shall enter jannah. So please him. Simple things like serve him the foods he likes, remembering that variety is the spice of life. Try to eat together as this fosters companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) &lt;strong&gt;Listen and Obey! Obeying your husband is fard (obligatory).&lt;/strong&gt; Remember that your husband is the head of the family and as long as obedience to him does not entail any sin, it is your duty to obey him. Show respect for your husband by not divulging your private and confidential issues to others, or by complaining about him to people or discussing your marital problems with those who cannot help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) &lt;strong&gt;Make dua to Allah SWT to make your marriage and relationship successful. &lt;/strong&gt;All good things are from Allah. Never forget to ask Allah SWT for the blessing of having a successful marriage that begins in this dunya and continues on - by the Mercy of Allah SWT into jannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah SWT give us the favour of changing what we can change (like ourselves), patience with what we cannot change (like our spouse), and the wisdom to understand the difference. Whatever truth is in it is from Allah and His Messenger, and whatever mistakes are from the shaytaan and myself; And Allah and His Messenger are absolved from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3858048301052032464?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3858048301052032464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3858048301052032464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3858048301052032464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3858048301052032464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/03/islamic-thinking-reblogged-1.html' title='Islamic thinking reblogged [1]'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8024037234676849208</id><published>2011-03-17T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:18:39.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Anyway...just do it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ermm..kalo dah nak blogging, tak reti plak nk benti..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i quote this from a bro..he's a very nice guy, adore him very much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a good H material actually..haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway, ini adalah santapan rohani yang patut disantap setiap hari supaya setiap hari kita boleh senyum dengan ikhlas... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be kind anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some genuine enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Succeed anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be honest and sincere anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years building, others could destroy overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Build anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be happy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today, will often be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the best you have, and it will never be enough for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give your best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because in the end, it is between you and Allah SWT.&lt;br /&gt;It was never between you and them anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8024037234676849208?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8024037234676849208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8024037234676849208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8024037234676849208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8024037234676849208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/03/anywayjust-do-it.html' title='Anyway...just do it..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-68082124870363515</id><published>2011-03-17T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:08:31.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>sape ade gen ni angkat kaki!!</title><content type='html'>erm..sape ade gen ni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEN KELAKAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade?&lt;br /&gt;Ade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni saya tepon bahagian urusan korporat...cakap belum sampai dua minit, orang di corong sana berkata..."Kelakar betul awak ni..."&lt;br /&gt;aku rase aku blum buat lawak, baru bertanya soalan...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teringat kenangan lama di Universti..baru selesai orientasi (freshies gituh..). lepak kat tangga kolej dengan akak senior dan beberapa kawan2 lain. Ntah ape la yg aku cakap tetiba kawan sebelah aku cubit sambil berkata.. "Awak ni kelakar la...." errr...perlu ke cubit..?huhu... :P&lt;br /&gt;tapi pastu pencubit tu jadi kawan saya sampai sekarang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biarlah..janji happy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-68082124870363515?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/68082124870363515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=68082124870363515&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/68082124870363515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/68082124870363515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/03/sape-ade-gen-ni-angkat-kaki.html' title='sape ade gen ni angkat kaki!!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6315679098395596770</id><published>2011-03-15T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:35:11.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>nnt awak tak sms sy lagi</title><content type='html'>hallo..loo..loooo..loooooooo (echo echo echooooo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh...4 bulan punya sawang di blog ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ini tricky question. aku x reti..&lt;br /&gt;ada orang bagi aku pinjam pen (bukan objek sebenar).&lt;br /&gt;katenye bila2 jumpa lagi pulangkan..&lt;br /&gt;aku yg bz ngalahkan professor ni everytime tgk pen tu tingat kat tuan pen..&lt;br /&gt;teringat janji nak pulangkan pen..&lt;br /&gt;sekali sekala sms remind tuan punya pen bile bole pulangkan pen&lt;br /&gt;sekali tuan pen jawab..sebenarnye tak perlu pulangkan pen&lt;br /&gt;sbb kalo da pulang, aku x sms dia lagi.&lt;br /&gt;simpan pen = ingat tuan pen&lt;br /&gt;apekah?? sweet ke ni..?? hahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape kata anda pinjamkan saya sebiji BMW, saya pasti akan ingatkan anda..heheehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6315679098395596770?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6315679098395596770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6315679098395596770&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6315679098395596770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6315679098395596770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2011/03/nnt-awak-tak-sms-sy-lagi.html' title='nnt awak tak sms sy lagi'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-7053154755725211403</id><published>2010-11-10T20:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T08:39:39.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Awak bile lagi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Awak bile lagi..?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Soklan yang sentiasa datang menjengah..&lt;br /&gt;Al-maklum..umur dan makin banyak tapi masih belum berteman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Awak memilih ke?" &lt;/blockquote&gt;Jawapannya YA, memang saya pilih, dan saya pasti semua orang juga pilih, bukan &lt;em&gt;'at random'&lt;/em&gt; kan? Tapi saya bukan memilih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pernah bersembang dengan seseorang..saya menyampaikan pendapat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Kahwin ni bukan setakat 'semoga berbahagia ke anak cucu'..tetapi untuk bahagia dunia AKHIRAT.. Jadi jika saya kahwin, saya dan pasangan akan sama-sama bina jalan ke syurga..." &lt;/blockquote&gt;Respon teman saya...&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Bina jalan ke syurga? Ermmm...saya tak pernah terlintas ke situ.." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketahuilah hidup ini adalah perjalanan..ke kiri boleh, juga ke kanan..anda yang pilih.. (see...kena pilih kan? hehehe)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Awak tak marah@ sensitif ye kalau saya tanye nih.." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Itu pula ayat-ayat pembuka untuk tanya pasal jodoh..heheh..Ya, saya tak marah..sensitif mungkin, tapi tak bermakna saya tak rasional..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam-macam la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya baru-baru ni saya ingat saya dah jumpa orangnya, dan orang itu sudah berjumpa saya.. tapi rupanya tidak..kerana dia jumpa orang lain.. saya redha kerana saya dah minta kat Allah, jika dia orangnya maka permudahkanlah..so he might not be the one.. Allah baik dengan saya, kerana bila saya bertanya, dia selalu bagi jawapan kat saya..walaupun saya ni hampeh dan selalu menjengah kawan saya yang bernama 'Subuh Gajah', tapi Allah tetap nak tolong saya..huhu..aritu ada pulak rakan lain yang menyampaikan berita..subhanallah, Allah masih menjaga 'waterface' saya..hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi saya teramat-amat yakin bahawa Allah sedang mengatur yang terbaik untuk saya. Saya juga akan berusaha kekal baik dan jadi bertambah baik..cuma harapnya Sabar saya Tinggi la..kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Bukan senang ye nak jadi baik...banyak cubaan. Pintu-pintu syaitan banyak...teramat banyak!! Adoii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 pintu tu terang2 dapat dikesan, kadang2 dah depan pintu..tekap telinga kat pintu baru tahu byk syaitan kat dalam..kadang2 dah buka pintu baru terkejut beruk nampak mcm2 kat dalam..dan ada juga ketika, dah masuk..survey kawasan then baru dpt kesan 'bahaya' kemudian berlari mencari EXIT..mujur..setakat ni pintu EXIT masih boleh dikesan..yang menakutkan ialah, jika tidak dapat menjumpai pintu EXIT atau tidak mahu mencari EXIT kerana apa yang ada disebalik pintu tu..amat menyeronokkan dan dipenuhi syaitan..huhu..na'uzubillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi saya akan cuba sebaik mungkin, menjaga Akhlaq dan maruah diri..oh Allah kurniakan aku SABAR pada dos yang tinggi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebentar tadi saya baca entri ini di Facebook.. yang jelas maksudnya..&lt;br /&gt;(kepada penulis asal, pohon izin menampal artikel tuan hamba disini. Menurut incik google ia berasal dari website &lt;a href="http://www.ataphijau.com/"&gt;http://www.ataphijau.com/&lt;/a&gt;. saya cuba melawat tetapi tidak berjaya. Jika tuan hamba bukan dari ataphijau..saya tetap pohon izin..) Ohh..entri ini akan menjadi panjang..harap maklum..&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Cinta.. tak seharusnya memiliki&lt;br /&gt;Original Post from &lt;a href="http://www.ataphijau.com/"&gt;http://www.ataphijau.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisah 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ini adalah think tank di dalam Perang Khandaq. Di Madinah, seorang muslimah telah mengambil hatinya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan sebagai kekasih..tetapi sebagai pilihan hati. Pilihan menurut perasaan yang halus dan suci..pilihan untuk dinikahinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi Madinah adalah tempat yang asing baginya. Madinah memiliki adat, bahasa, dan wajah-wajah yang belum begitu dikenalinya. Pemuda itu berfikir, melamar seorang gadis tempatan tentu menjadi urusan yang pelik bagi seorang pendatang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mestilah perlu ada seorang yang akrab dengan tradisi di Madinah berbicara untuknya dalam khithbah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka pemuda ini menyampaikan isi hatinya kepada sahabat Ansar yang dipersaudarakan kepadanya, Abu Dharda’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Subhanallah, walhamdulillah ..”, girang Abu Dharda’ mendengarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka setelah dilakukan segala persiapan, beriringanlah kedua sahabat itu menuju ke sebuah rumah di penjuru kota Madinah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumah seorang wanita yang solehah lagi bertaqwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya adalah Abu Dharda’ dan ini adalah saudara saya, Salman seorang Parsi. Allah telah memuliakannya dengan Islam dan dia juga telah memuliakan Islam dengan amal dan jihadnya. Dia memiliki kedudukan yang utama di sisi Rasulullah SAW, sehingga baginda menyebut beliau sebagai ahli baitnya. Saya datang untuk mewakilisaudara saya ini melamar puteri anda untuk disunting”, fasih Abu Dharda’ menutur bicaranya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Adalah satu penghormatan bagi kami menerima anda berdua, sahabat Rasulullah yang mulia. Dan adalah penghormatan bagi keluarga ini bermenantukan seorang sahabat Rasulullah yang utama. Akan tetapi hak menerima ini sepenuhnya saya serahkan pada puteri kami”. Tuan rumah memberi isyarat kea rah hijab yang di belakangnya sang puteri menanti dengan penuh debaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maafkan kami kerana terpaksa berterus terang”, kata suara lembut itu. Ternyata sang ibu yang berbicara mewakili puterinya. “Tetapi kerana anda berdua yang datang, maka dengan mengharap redha Allah saya menjawab bahawa puteri kami menolak pinangan Salman. Namun jika Abu Dharda’ juga memiliki urusan yang sama, maka puteri kami telah menerima pinangan itu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelas sekali. Sikap terus terang yang begitu mengejutkan, ironi dan indah! Sang puteri lebih tertarik kepada pengantar daripada pelamarnya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, memang mengejutkan dan ironi. Apa yang indahnya?? Yang indahnya adalah reaksi Salman. Bayagkan sebuah perasaan, di mana cinta dan persaudaraan bergejolak berebut tempat di dalam hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Allahu Akbar!!” seru Salman. “Semua mahar dan nafkah yang telah ku sediakan akan aku serahkan kepada Abu Dharda’, dan aku akan menjadi saksi pernikahan kalian!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta memang tak harus memiliki…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisah 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lelaki ini adalah sebaik-baik raja. Pemerintah selepas Khalifah Ali bin Abu Talib…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatinya bergetar dan ia tahu dia telah jatuh cinta.. Pada seorang muslimah solehah, iaitu rakyatnya sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada ada yang istimewa pada wanita itu dari segi kecantikannya. Namun itu lah yang membuatnya jatuh cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka dengan kekuasaanya ia menikahi wanita itu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dia tidak tahu yang dia tak pernah mampu menikahi hati wanita itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita itu telah melatakan hatinya pada pemuda desanya….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingga di keheningan malam di 1/3 terakhir, terdengarlah olehnya bait-bait puisi dalam lantunan doa…. Tentang kerinduannya pada pemuda desa itu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia sedar. Ini adalah deklarasi jiwa isterinya. “Aku Tak Mencintaimu”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka dengan berat hati. Dia menceraikan isterinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ini adalah Muawiyyah bin Abu Sufyan. Duta pertama dari Rasulullah SAW yang datang dan melaporkan keadaan Kepulauan Nusantara kepada Nabi SAW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta memang tak harus memiliki…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisah 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ini adalah ideologi Ikhwanul Muslimin. Orang nombor dua yang sangat berpengaruh setelah Hasan Al-Banna, pada harakah itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia adalah lelaki soleh. Dulu dia pernah jatuh cinta pada gadis desanya. Namun gadis desa itu menikah.. 3 tahun setelah lelaki ini pergi belajar ke luar negeri untuk belajar. Hal ini membuat ia sedih namun ia tidak mahu larut dalam kesedihannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah cintanya mulai dari awal lagi. Ia kemudian jatuh hati pada wanita Cairo. Meskipun tidak terlalu cantik, ia tertarik pada gelombang unik yang keluar dari sorot mata wanita tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pengakuan bahawa gadis tersebut pernah menjalin cinta dengan lelaki lain, membuat runtuh cinta lelaki ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia hanya ingin wanita yang benar-benar perawan, baik fizikal mahupun hatinya. Akhirnya ia membatalkan niatnya menikahi gadis tersebut. Hal ini membuat lelaki itu sedih cukup lama….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kemudian ia putuskan untuk menerima kembali wanita tersebut. Namun apa yang terjadi? Ditolak. Inilah yang kemudian membuat lelaki itu menulis roman-roman kesedihannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang luar biasa adalah, lelaki ini sedar dirinya berada dalam alam realiti. Bukan dalam dunia ideal yang indah dan ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau cinta tidak mahu menerimanya, biarlah ia mencari sumber kekuatan lain yang lebih hebat dari cinta. “Allah”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekuatan itulah yang kemudian membawanya ke penjara selama 15 tahun. Menulis karya agungya Tafsir “Fi Zilaalil Qur’an”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan syahid di tiang gantungan. Sendiri!!! Tidak ada air mata, tidak ada kecupan, tidak ada sentuhan wanita. Benar-benar sendirian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ini adalah Sayyid Qutb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki yang Allah Maha Tahu… Bahawa dirinya lebih dihajatkan langit… Daripada wanita bumi….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta memang tak harus memiliki…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisah 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ini adalah Khalifah ke empat, setelah Usman bin Affan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia memandang seorang budak perempuan. Di pelataran rumah seorang sahabatnya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Aisyah binti Thalhah, nama gadis itu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka teringatlah kembali kenangan tentang sahabatnya itu ….Thalhah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thalhah lah lelaki yang mengatakan pada perang Uhud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Khudz bidaamii hadzal yauum, hattaa tardhaa…”.“ Ya Allah, ambil darahku hari ini sekehendakMu hingga Engkau redha.” Tombak, pedang, dan panah yang menyerpih tubuh dibiarkannya, dipeluknya badan sang Nabiseolah tak rela seujung bulu pun terkena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ia juga yang membuat Arasy Allah bergetar dengan perkataannya. Maka Allah menurunkan firmanNya kepada Sang Nabi dalam ayat 53 surat Al Ahzab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini di sebabkan ketika Thalhah berbincang dengan ‘Aisyah, isteri sang Nabi, yang masih terhitung sepupunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah datang, dan wajah beliau seperti tidak suka. Dengan isyarat, baginda SAW meminta ‘Aisyah masuk ke dalam bilik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wajah Thalhah merah. Ia undur diri bersama gumam dalam hati, “Beliau melarangku berbincang dengan ‘Aisyah. Tunggu saja, jika beliau telah diwafatkan Allah, takkan kubiarkan orang lain mendahuluiku melamar ‘Aisyah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka bergetarlah langit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Dan apabila kalian meminta suatu hajat kepada isteri Nabi itu, maka mintalah&lt;br /&gt;pada mereka dari balik hijab. Demikian itu lebih suci bagi hati kalian dan&lt;br /&gt;hati mereka. Kalian tiada boleh menyakiti Rasulullah dan tidak boleh&lt;br /&gt;menikahi isteri-isterinya sesudah wafatnya selama-lamanya.”&lt;br /&gt;(QS Al Azhab ayat 53) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ketika ayat itu dibacakan padanya, Thalhah menangis. Dia lalu memerdekakan hambanya, menyumbangkan 10 untanya untuk jalan Allah, dan menunaikan haji dengan berjalan kaki sebagai taubat dari ucapannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelak, tetap dengan penuh cinta dinamainya putri kecil yang disayanginya dengan nama ‘Aisyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Aisyah binti Thalhah. Wanita jelita yang kelak menjadi permata zamannya dengan kecantikan, kecerdasan, dan kecemerlangannya. Persis seperti ‘Aisyah binti Abu Bakar yang pernah dicintai Thalhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta memang tak harus memiliki…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada Salman..&lt;br /&gt;Pada Mu’awiyyah&lt;br /&gt;Pada Sayyid Qutb&lt;br /&gt;Pada Thalhah&lt;br /&gt;Kita belajar bahawa cinta itu harus diletakkan di tangan, bukan di hati kerana sebelum akad diucapkan, tidak ada hak pada dirimu akan wanita yang engkau cintai itu…..!!&lt;br /&gt;Engkau hanya punya doa dan ikhtiar. Selanjutnya biarlah Allah yang menentukan akhir kisah kita…..&lt;br /&gt;Tiada air mata untuk mengenang kegagalan cinta mereka..&lt;br /&gt;Yang ada hanyalah air mata dalam doa-doa mereka. Semoga Allah memberikan gantinya yang lebih baik.. Lebih dari segala-galanya. .Dibanding wanita itu…..&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kemudian dalam satu karya Paulo Coelho -BRIDA- saya baca ini..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Accept what life offers you and try to drink from every cup. All wines should&lt;br /&gt;be tasted; some should only be sipped, but others drink the whole bottle'&lt;br /&gt;'How will I know which is which?'&lt;br /&gt;'By the taste. &lt;strong&gt;You can only know a good wine if you have first tasted a bad one'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disclaimer: I have not tasted any wine..as for me, it can be anything..hehehehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'People give flowers as presents because flowers contain the true meaning&lt;br /&gt;of Love. Anyone who tries to possess a flower will have to watch its&lt;br /&gt;beauty fading. But if you simply look at the flower in a field, you will&lt;br /&gt;keep it forver, because the flower is part of the evening and the sunset and the&lt;br /&gt;smell of damp earth and the clouds on the horizon' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'That is what the forest taught me. That you will never be mine, and that&lt;br /&gt;is why I will never lose you. You were my hope during my days of loneliness, my&lt;br /&gt;anxiety during moments of doubt, my certainty during moments of&lt;br /&gt;faith..'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok sekian.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-7053154755725211403?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7053154755725211403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=7053154755725211403&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7053154755725211403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7053154755725211403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/11/awak-bile-lagi.html' title='Awak bile lagi?'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4734126262623412896</id><published>2010-11-08T12:12:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:03:19.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>So the joy came in boxes.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNd6eIXuSwI/AAAAAAAAAkc/K1GVzcvLbzY/s1600/number_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537028924936964866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNd6eIXuSwI/AAAAAAAAAkc/K1GVzcvLbzY/s320/number_28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 November datang lagi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi tahun ni istimewa sikit sebab dapat public holiday Deepavali..hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, tahun ini aku 28 tahun... oh sudah banyak nombornya..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comel gambar sebelah ni, 28 penuh dengan ayam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Banyak juga dapat ucapan harijadi, doa, hadiah dan sebagainya..alhamdulillah..cuma unik kali ini, hadiah aku terima semua bersegi.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sila lihat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adik aku -Esmoni- pulang ke rumah, dan memberi saya sebungkus objek yang dibungkus dengan katalog Giant..katanye untuk harijadi. terpaksa beri awal kerana perlu bekerja, tidak dapat pulang ke rumah. saya pun terima..tiba-tiba beliau berkata..."Bukak la...." aku jawab.."haih..mane bole bukak, belum valid birth-day.." maka beliau merayu-rayu suruh bukak jugak..saya cakap, "lorh...kalo camtu baik takyah balut tadi..hahahaha" jadi untuk tidak mengecewakan peminat, aku pun memberi kerjasama sepenuhnya kepada semangat dan ke-ter-uja-an hari lahir kakak yang comel ini.. maka ku koyakkan kertas katalog Giant iteww..dan inilah hasilnya...taddddaaaaaaa....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537030905395066402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNd8RaJutiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/M7F2iu8T6ZU/s320/DSC00136+%5B50%25%5D.JPG" /&gt;Set toolbox IKEA...hahaha..sungguh bertuah punya budak..~~ekceli aku la budak bertuah tu... memang dah lame berkenan kat kotak oren nih...tiap kali pergi IKEA aku mesti amek satu, bawak pusing keliling satu IKEA kemudian tinggalkan sebelum kaunter bayaran..dengan sebab barang ni bukan 'keperluan'.. Jadi terima kasih kepada Adikku yang baik -Esmoni- kerana menyampaikan niat kakak mu yang teringin sangat kotak oren penuh gaya ini..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Untuk pengetahuan kamu -Esmoni-, skru-drebar telah digunakan untuk membuka skru di kipas dinding tepi meja makan yang penuh gaya..Wallla! Thank you, Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pada pagi 5 November pula, adik saya Opick pula pulang ke rumah.. maka ketika aku pulang menuntut ilmu dengan Mahaguru Gua Selimut, tersedia sekotak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537033425360164210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNd-kFwOlXI/AAAAAAAAAks/JHFeWrDpUk8/s320/DSC00135+%5B50%25%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DONUT PELBAGAI RASA...terima kasih ye Dik Opick..sebab kakak dah agak sedih dok umah sorang-sorang sambut birthday.. :) maka kami kenduri donut dan roti tisu yg dibeli di restoran semasa pulang dari Gua Selimut hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Petang itu pula...ada rezeki aku nak jumpa sahabat yang dah lama tak jumpa..dapat jumpa si kecik yg cumil..tersegih2, suara kuat satu Subang Parade bleh dengar..ekekek..just kidding.. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dihadiahkan dengan Sandwich Ayam Super Besar dan Sekotak Coklat yang sedap...nyum nyum! Selamat dah semuanya, tinggal kotak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNeC-41FtSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/NZXXX5uWJsk/s1600/DSC00146+%5B50%25%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537038283793872162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNeC-41FtSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/NZXXX5uWJsk/s320/DSC00146+%5B50%25%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNeB-hTTe0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Y15aoSa6QFQ/s1600/DSC00142+%5B50%25%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537037177966525250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNeB-hTTe0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Y15aoSa6QFQ/s320/DSC00142+%5B50%25%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm...Thank you very much everybody.... for the warm wishes, prayers and presents...the thought that counts though... [Happy Mode] :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4734126262623412896?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4734126262623412896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4734126262623412896&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4734126262623412896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4734126262623412896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-it-came-in-boxes.html' title='So the joy came in boxes.. :)'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TNd6eIXuSwI/AAAAAAAAAkc/K1GVzcvLbzY/s72-c/number_28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8601480003644323512</id><published>2010-11-02T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:40:00.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>KELAKAR ke aku nih??</title><content type='html'>Aku memang suka ketawa..&lt;br /&gt;Suka buat orang ketawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang cakap aku kelakar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapikan perasan tak isi kandungan blog ni SERIUS belaka???&lt;br /&gt;SERIUS ni..&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak pandai karang citer kelakar kot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8601480003644323512?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8601480003644323512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8601480003644323512&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8601480003644323512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8601480003644323512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/11/kelakar-ke-aku-nih.html' title='KELAKAR ke aku nih??'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-9189445431333206630</id><published>2010-10-30T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:19:15.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>IKRAR akhir Oktober</title><content type='html'>Salam this will be short n clear..&lt;br /&gt;I have this HATRED feeling all over me for the last few days..i can't even sleep well due to it.. i tried to rationale myself but it is so hard.. as people always say, "forgive sounds good, forget i dont think i could.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tonight, I want to make a vow..to forgive and forget, Hatred has NO GOOD impact..&lt;br /&gt;with that, this is my vow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best NOT TO talk behind people's back, even if I have a thousand reasons to do so.. instead i will recite this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;وَمَن يَتَّقِ ٱللَّهَ يَجۡعَل لَّهُ ۥ مَخۡرَجً۬ا وَيَرۡزُقۡهُ مِنۡ حَيۡثُ لَا يَحۡتَسِبُ‌ۚ وَمَن يَتَوَكَّلۡ عَلَى ٱللَّهِ فَهُوَ حَسۡبُهُ ۥۤ‌ۚ إِنَّ ٱللَّهَ بَـٰلِغُ أَمۡرِهِۦ‌ۚ قَدۡ جَعَلَ ٱللَّهُ لِكُلِّ شَىۡءٍ۬ قَدۡرً۬ا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surah At-Talaq, verse 1-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“… And for those who fear Allah (Taqwa or high God-consciousness), He [ever]&lt;br /&gt;prepares a way out. And He provides for him from [sources] he never could&lt;br /&gt;expect. And if anyone puts his trust in Allah, sufficient is [Allah] for him.&lt;br /&gt;For Allah will surely accomplish His purpose: Verily, for all things has Allah&lt;br /&gt;appointed a due proportion.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Barangsiapa yang bertaqwa kepada Allah niscaya Dia akan mengadakan baginya&lt;br /&gt;jalan keluar. Dan memberinya rezeki dari arah yang tiada disangka-sangkanya. Dan&lt;br /&gt;barangsiapa yang bertawakkal kepada Allah niscaya Allah akan mencukupkan&lt;br /&gt;keperluannya. Sesungguhnya Allah melaksanakan urusan (yg dikehendakiNya)" (Surah&lt;br /&gt;at-Talaq 65:2-3) &lt;/blockquote&gt;I HOPE, with the intention of 'biting my tongue' from saying bad things will increace my level of taqwa, and with that, Allah will prepare a way out for me and provide for me from [sources] I never could expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get started~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-9189445431333206630?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9189445431333206630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=9189445431333206630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/9189445431333206630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/9189445431333206630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/10/ikrar-akhir-oktober.html' title='IKRAR akhir Oktober'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-7979608890830391577</id><published>2010-09-22T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T00:53:55.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>kedewasaan yang diuji</title><content type='html'>Salam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang hidup aku, aku lihat pelbagai masalah.. masalah aku, masalah orang lain.. masalah keluarga..dan macam-macam lagi lah. Maha Suci Allah yang telah mengurniakan kita AKAL dan IMAN untuk menyelesaikan masalah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu aku terfikir, apa agaknya ujian untuk aku.. sebab masa tu masih muda remaja, terlintas di fikiran agaknya bagaimana aku akan bertindak dengan masalah yang menimpa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masalah sudah pun datang bertandang..&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh aku tak sangka aku diberi kekuatan untuk terus bertenang dan rasional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patutkah manusia menyangka bahawa mereka akan dibiarkan dengan hanya berkata: "Kami beriman", sedang mereka tidak diuji (dengan sesuatu cubaan)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Al-Ankabut, ayat 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga aku tabah mengharunginya..amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-7979608890830391577?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7979608890830391577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=7979608890830391577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7979608890830391577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7979608890830391577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/09/kedewasaan-yang-diuji.html' title='kedewasaan yang diuji'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3551227854735006555</id><published>2010-09-01T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:49:48.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Salah juga lagi??</title><content type='html'>Dulu..ada orang nak lamar aku..tapi dia bukan Islam..aku cakap kat dia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Cintakan Islam dahulu, baru cintakan saya..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aku beri masa.. tetapi hidayah Allah masih belum jadi miliknya..jadi aku pun pergi meninggalkannya supaya tidak dibelenggu bersalah membiarkan orang menyimpan harapan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakap pasal hidayah, aku terbaca artikel ni ‘Bintang Ramadan di Tanah Kepulangan’ di saifulislam.com. Tersentuh betul hati aku bila baca artikel ni (bacalah! Baru faham ape yang aku cuba nak sampaikan). Abu Saif telah mengIslamkan 18 orang (based on the date of the article) . Aku tanya diri aku.. Dah berapa orang, Maya? Huhu…Aku ada simpan azam, dalam kehidupan ini aku akan cuba mengIslamkan sekurang-kurangnya seorang manusia.. InsyaAllah..kena teruskan usaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih bercakap pasal hidayah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betapa terbukanya Islamic Centre di perantauan.. boleh dilawati oleh manusia pelbagai bangsa dan agama.. mereka boleh berada bersama orang yang solat, memerhati cara kita solat, asalkan mereka berada dalam keadaan yang bersih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betapa kesalnya aku dengar drama di media berkenaan orang bukan Islam tidak boleh masuk rumah agama Muslim.. siapa yang jumud sekarang? Transformasi menjadi lebih jumudkah? Dalam hal ini, aku setuju dengan kenyataan Tok Guru Nik Aziz yang menyatakan perkara ini bukan isu yang patut diperbesarkan..hanya orang yang ‘tidak tahu’ yang akan mengeluarkan tuduhan melulu sebegini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam itu indah, jadi jangan jelikkan ia dengan kejahilan kita sendiri. Manusia di luar sana ramai yang ingin tahu tentang Islam, mengapa mesti kita tutup jalan itu? Biarlah mereka hanya datang untuk menyampaikan sumbangan untuk bulan Ramadhan. Tengok, even bulan ramadhan itu sendiri boleh jadi satu tarikan kepada Islam. Jadi mengapa kita mesti tutup jalan itu? Berada di dalam masjid mungkin akan memberikan satu perasaan yang tersendiri buat mereka yang mencari kebenaran, Jadi mengapa kita mesti tutup jalan itu? Dakwah itu dengan hikmah kan? Urusan hidayah itu adalah urusan Allah, tetapi kita mesti terus menyampaikan..dan bagaimana mesej ‘keamanan’ ini dapat disebarkan jika kita sentiasa menutup jalan-jalan yang ada??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi apa masalah kita wahai rakyat Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bertanyalah kepada ahli ilmu jika kamu tidak tahu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan buat-buat tahu, melatah, nanti malu (pada Allah).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3551227854735006555?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3551227854735006555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3551227854735006555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3551227854735006555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3551227854735006555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/09/salah-juga-lagi.html' title='Salah juga lagi??'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-737352737947358729</id><published>2010-09-01T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:06:43.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>maya ijau kuat cemburu</title><content type='html'>Aku rasa dah 6 bulan ya ummi pakai personal assistant (PA)..Aku tak ingat bila sebenarnya Kak Ida datang umah aku.. Kak Ida adalah seorang PA yang efisien.. kuat kerja.. rasanya boleh demam Kak Ida kalo diseksa suruh bergolek2 selama 6 jam…hehehhee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummi seorang usahawan yang berjaya.. Ummi OKU yang kuat semangat.. OKU bukan halangan untuk Ummi perjuangkan jihad bisnes beliau. Ummi kuat kerja..sama cam Kak Ida..memang padan diorang berdua ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu masa aku dengan Ummi je.. Aku ade juga terasa bestnye kalo ummi ada PA, takde la dia penat sangat bila dia keluar berurusniaga sendirian, kadang2 bila ada kat umah, kaki jadi tegang, urat belikat bersimpul..demam sebab semua kena buat sendiri..susah hati kalau Ummi balik lewat. Aku pulak kerja tak tentu masa, asyik out station…huhuhu.. Alhamdulilah, dengan adanya kak Ida semua orang gembira kerana semua tak perlu susah hati lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma ada satu perkara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang aku cemburu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cemburu sebab ummi dah jarang panggil nama aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu.. “Maya, ambikkan ummi air..”, “Maya, tolong sapu minyak kat belakang ummi..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang.. “Ida..itu…Ida ini…” Cemburunya aku sebab kurang peluang aku nak berkhidmat untuk Ummi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin aku yang tak efisien..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi patut ke aku cemburu atau aku patut bersyukur dan berlapang dada sebab ummi aku makin ‘senang’ dengan bantuan Kak Ida..??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-737352737947358729?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/737352737947358729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=737352737947358729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/737352737947358729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/737352737947358729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/09/maya-ijau-kuat-cemburu.html' title='maya ijau kuat cemburu'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4418962201944116853</id><published>2010-08-17T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:37:15.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satu tahun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs009.snc1/4183_85502928702_620238702_1761069_7976036_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 604px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs009.snc1/4183_85502928702_620238702_1761069_7976036_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maya Ijau @ Kayseri, Turki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da setahun rupanya..hmmmm.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun lepas, aku tiba dari Istanbul sehari sebelum Ramadhan..&lt;br /&gt;Pengembaraan aku selama 6 bulan.. dengan muka hitam berkilat 'tak boleh blah' sebab tak tahan panahan matahari musim panas di sana..&lt;br /&gt;Aku balik dan keje aku tidurrr...Jetlag aku berminggu2.. bos aku perli gaks..hehee..sebab takkan berminggu2 kot..tapi ape nak buat...ade benda2 yang kita tak boleh kawal kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang puas hati...sebab banyak kenangan manis dan pahit aku bawak pulang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pasti aku yang sekarang tidak sama seperti yang dahulu..banyak benda aku belajar di sana...betul...jauh perjalanan, luas pengalaman..luas permandangan.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya macam2 aku nak citer kat cni..tapi belum berkesempatan..bukan ape, aku kalo boleh nak boh gambar best2 dalam posting tu..tapi tak sempat nk korek2 folder gambar tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengoklah..aku cuba nanti ye..hehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4418962201944116853?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4418962201944116853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4418962201944116853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4418962201944116853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4418962201944116853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/08/satu-tahun.html' title='Satu tahun!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6061516397081168959</id><published>2010-08-15T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:04:30.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Bertuah jadi Lampu Dinding</title><content type='html'>Salam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Semasa aku pergi mesyuarat di PD minggu lepas, bos cakap kat aku..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Haa..Maya.. saya baru perasan awak takde dlm meeting tadi.. tiba-tiba awak&lt;br /&gt;muncul.. panjang umur awak.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku plak jawab..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Boss, saya tanak panjang umor... (bos buat muka konpius)..saya nak&lt;br /&gt;keberkatan umur tu..pendek umur takpe, panjang umur pun takpe..janji&lt;br /&gt;berkat..(bos pun angguk-angguk)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;****************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku bagi ole-ole kat boss aku aritu dan dia cakap ni..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Thanks Maya..saya doakan rezeki dan umur awak diberkati.." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erm..nampaknya boss tangkap ape yang aku cakap hari tu..alhamdulillah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aku just nak berkongsi apa yang telinga aku dengar malam tadi dari corong radio..&lt;br /&gt;walaupun zaman sekarang tiada lagi lampu dinding (minyak tanah) dan corong radio (sebab semua orang pakai speaker)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIDUP INI BAGAI LAMPU DINDING&lt;br /&gt;YANG DINYALAKAN DI MALAM HARI&lt;br /&gt;APABILA MINYAK SUDAH KERING&lt;br /&gt;IA AKAN PASTI PADAM SENDIRI&lt;br /&gt;BEGITU JUGA MANUSIA..&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz yang beri tazkirah semalam cakap, untung lagi jadi lampu dinding, sebab jika minyaknya habis, boleh diisi lagi..tapi lain pula tentang manusia, tiada 'isian semula'..nyalaan 'hidup' itu hanya sekali..jika ditakdirkan minyaknya sedikit maka pendeklah tempoh nyalaannya..jika untung, maka lama la ia menyala..&lt;br /&gt;betul juga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz kemudian kaitkan tentang hidup manusia dengan amal solehnya..&lt;br /&gt;Amal Soleh bukan sahaja apa saja yang kita lakukan di 'masjid'..amal soleh ni macam2...&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ayat-ayat seperti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mak dah tua.. toksah la bawak anak-anak engkau datang sini.. tak larat mak&lt;br /&gt;nak jaga, patutnya waktu begini mak pegi masjid.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;kata ustaz, dialog di atas..tak sepatutnya berlaku..&lt;/p&gt;Kerana...&lt;br /&gt;Amal soleh itu pelbagai..even menggembirakan hati orang juga termasuk sebagai amal soleh..tak perlu tunggu sehingga nak ke masjid..jika menjaga cucu membuat hati anak2 dan cucu2 gembira, maka kita sudah skor!&lt;br /&gt;Jadi jika muffin dan kek keju aku dah menggembirakan hati manusia sekeliling aku, kira ok la kan :) ermm..masih boleh improve.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz kata, ketika Rasulullah sudah menghampiri ajalnya, baginda bukan sibuk menyendiri di masjid, tetapi Baginda sibuk mengelokkan hubungan Baginda dengan MANUSIA..baginda bersama isteri-isterinya, cucunya, jirannya, sahabat-sahabatnya..kerana keharmonian ini penting..jika ini amalan Rasulullah, maka siapa kita untuk mempertikaikannya..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, jika membuang duri di jalanan juga dikira sebagai pahala, aku pasti kita semua boleh lakukan yang lebih baik dari itu..BE SMART!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6061516397081168959?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6061516397081168959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6061516397081168959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6061516397081168959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6061516397081168959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/08/bertuah-jadi-lampu-dinding.html' title='Bertuah jadi Lampu Dinding'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3793782329602440206</id><published>2010-08-11T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:04:50.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhasabah'/><title type='text'>Kejar mengejar..</title><content type='html'>Di suatu Subuh, sebulan yang lalu..Ummi berpesan kat aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kalau kita pilik akhirat, dunia akan kejar kita..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau kita pilih dunia, akhirat akan tinggalkan kita.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu aku fikir..macam mana nak kejar akhirat..? Sedih juga mengenangkan diri yang dirasakan banyak lalai..aku fikir dan terus berfikir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu malam, sekali lagi, di corong radio, aku dengar ayat-ayat ini dibacakan..ustaz tu menafsirkannya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pada masa tu aku rasa..ini rupanya jawapan kepada persoalan aku..macam mana aku tak 'nampak' sebelum ini.. Surah Al-Lail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿إِنَّ سَعْيَكُمْ لَشَتَّى﴾&lt;br /&gt;4. sesungguhnya usahamu memang berbeda-beda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿فَأَمَّا مَنْ أَعْطى‏ وَ اتَّقى‏﴾&lt;br /&gt;5. Adapun orang yang &lt;u&gt;memberi&lt;/u&gt; (menginfakkan hartanya di jalan Allah) dan &lt;u&gt;bertakwa&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿وَ صَدَّقَ بِالْحُسْنى‏﴾&lt;br /&gt;6. dan &lt;u&gt;membenarkan adanya pahala yang terbaik&lt;/u&gt; (syurga),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿فَسَنُيَسِّرُهُ لِلْيُسْرى‏﴾&lt;br /&gt;7. maka Kami kelak akan menempatkannya di jalan yang mudah (&lt;u&gt;mempermudahkan urusannya&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah yang sayangkan aku tu..telah jawab soalan aku..&lt;br /&gt;MUDAH sahaja nak pilih akhirat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rajin memberi (bersedekah..membantu dengan tulang 4 kerat..dll)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bertaqwa (errm..ini mencabar sikit..tapi kita kena sentiasa cuba mem'baik'kan diri kan?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Membenarkan adanya perkara baik (dan percaya berbuat baik, dibalas baik..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seterusnya dengan mudahnya Allah akan mudahkan urusan kita..(urusan kita kan pastilah di dunia dan di akhirat kan? kan?) See..'dunia akan kejar kita..' bantu kita jadi 'soleh'..wow!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tapi ada sambungannya..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿وَ أَمَّا مَنْ بَخِلَ وَ اسْتَغْنى‏﴾&lt;br /&gt;8. Dan adapun orang-orang yang &lt;u&gt;bakhil&lt;/u&gt; dan merasa dirinya cukup,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿وَ كَذَّبَ بِالْحُسْنى‏﴾&lt;br /&gt;9. serta &lt;u&gt;mendustakan pahala yang terbaik&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿فَسَنُيَسِّرُهُ لِلْعُسْرى‏﴾&lt;br /&gt;10. maka kelak &lt;u&gt;Kami akan menempatkannya di jalan yang sukar&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿وَما يُغْني‏ عَنْهُ مالُهُ إِذا تَرَدَّى﴾&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;u&gt;Dan hartanya tidak akan bermanfaat baginya ketika ia telah terjerumus &lt;/u&gt;(ke dalam neraka Jahanam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿إِنَّ عَلَيْنا لَلْهُدى‏﴾&lt;br /&gt;12. Sesungguhnya kewajiban Kami-lah memberi petunjuk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﴿وَ إِنَّ لَنا لَلْآخِرَةَ وَ الْأُولى‏﴾&lt;br /&gt;13. dan sesungguhnya kepunyaan Kami-lah akhirat dan dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa...ingat ni..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;siapa yang BAKHIL aka Kedekut, Kikir, Taik Idong Masin, (tak kira la kedekut harta ke kederat ke, kedekut ilmu ke...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dan orang2 yang berpendapat dan suka cakap &lt;em&gt;"buat baik, buat jahat sama je.." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TUHAN dah warning, Dia dengan mudahnya (tiada yang susah buat Tuhan) akan 'susah'kan hidup kita..harta kamu tu takde maknanya mase Dia campak kamu dalam neraka..sendiri mau ingat sebab dunia dan akhirat semua adalah milik Dia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huhu...sungguh menyentuh hati aku...gerun rasanya..tapi aku rasa seronok bila jawapan ni aku dapat...Terima Kasih Allah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOTA: Sila baca sepenuhnya surah ini..sesungguhnya ia adalah surah yang indah! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3793782329602440206?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3793782329602440206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3793782329602440206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3793782329602440206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3793782329602440206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/08/kejar-mengejar.html' title='Kejar mengejar..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8416019182692147390</id><published>2010-08-11T16:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:56:46.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Why conserve water?</title><content type='html'>An article i wrote for a contest. Menang No.2. Ok la tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been fascinated by the natural world. I even have a nickname, ‘Maya Ijau’, which means green-Maya. The excitement of learning and experimenting new thing always gives me a jolt and I’m enjoying it. With respect to the environment, me my family choose to recycle. We try our best to manage our waste of the day by separating it by its type. In relation to water conservation, it made me think. Have I done anything to conserve our precious water? So I did some internet surfing just to see what can be done. These are some of the things I have been practicing without knowing it actually helps to conserve water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually turn off water while washing my hair and brushing my teeth. When using the toilet, I drop the tissues in the trash instead of flushing it and save water every time. I also shorten my shower most of the time and I prefer to use the shower as bath tub requires more water. Then just now I got new tip that said I can do more by keeping a bucket in the shower to catch water as it warms up or runs. Use this water to flush toilets or water plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning is one of our unavoidable daily chores. When doing laundry, I usually match the water level to the size of the load and run my clothes washer only when they are full. One thing I notice is there were too cups, glasses to be washed everyday especially when all of my family members were at home. So, the next time they come I will ask everyone to designate one glass for drinking water or get themselves refillable water bottle. This will cut down on the number of glasses to wash. I also hope that I will be more active to collect the water used for rinsing fruits and vegetables then reuse it to water houseplants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in the tropical region, most of the time we enjoy cold drinks. The next tips I’m going to apply for cold drinks are to keep pitchers of water in the refrigerator instead of running the tap. This way, every drop goes down to me and not the drain. During my day out and when I have ice left in my cup from a take-out restaurant, I will not throw it in the trash; instead I will dump it on a plant. This is so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next tip is very vital for the public. It is important for everybody to responsible to report any broken pipes, open hydrants and errant sprinklers to the property owner or the water provider. This will help to save water and most importantly it saves public money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that everybody has done something that contributes to water conservation but most of us are not aware of that. The activities will remain the same, but when we put a value to it, as for this reason it will for water conservation, we will appreciate it more and we will definitely gain self-satisfaction, that’s for sure. So the next thing I would do is to share water conservation tips with my friends, family, neighbors and all fellow bloggers out there. It is tedious work but hopefully our small daily contribution will help to save our precious water and Mother Nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8416019182692147390?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8416019182692147390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8416019182692147390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8416019182692147390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8416019182692147390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-conserve-water.html' title='Why conserve water?'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-7036162866053509077</id><published>2010-08-02T08:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T08:22:01.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Manusia itu dalam kerugian..kecuali..</title><content type='html'>Diambil dari petikan Ustaz Hasrizal Abdul Jamil aka Abu Saif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejauh mana kita menghargai masa..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE YEAR,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who failed his or her final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE MONTH,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE WEEK,&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE DAY,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a daily wage laborer who has six kids to feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE HOUR,&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE MINUTE,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person who missed his or her train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE SECOND,&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who survived an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND,&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of this precious LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;ask the person who is now six feet under!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-7036162866053509077?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7036162866053509077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=7036162866053509077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7036162866053509077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7036162866053509077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/08/manusia-itu-dalam-kerugiankecuali.html' title='Manusia itu dalam kerugian..kecuali..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6666935920099105105</id><published>2010-07-11T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T19:55:17.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>nota untuk Farah Diana..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TDsCdbqF9bI/AAAAAAAAAkE/i6xXPUI_lQM/s1600/dee+dee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492986875172222386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TDsCdbqF9bI/AAAAAAAAAkE/i6xXPUI_lQM/s320/dee+dee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Salam Dee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantik betul awak aritu..tak puas mata memandang..berseri2 betul pengantin nih..&lt;br /&gt;Awak, saya mintak maaf saya nanges kat kenduri awak..peluk awak beriya-riya macam orang mati mak..huhu..habis tiara atas kepala awak kan..drama queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan bercampu baur..sedih pun ya, gembira pun ya..rindu sudah pasti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana yang Maya sayang..awak selalu buat saya ketawa..dengan awak boleh manja2..sebenarnya saya ni keras cam batu, tapi bile kawan dengan awak, licha n tim..saya pun cair..hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu saya ni moody, salu je termarah, terkasar bahasa..mintak maaf banyak2.. tapi ketahuilah saya sayang korang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi bile mengenangkan hari istimewa licha n tim yang dah terlepas dek kerana tuntutan kerja, saya betul2 berharap dapat datang kenduri awak..memeriahkan, tolong2 mane patut..&lt;br /&gt;hari nikah awak saya kena g meeting..jadi hari sabtu, saya bajet mesti datang awal..berjanji bagai nak rak dengan Hilmi dan Suci..nk jumpa sama2..nak jumpa Licha n Tim...tuhan sajelah yang tahu rindu saya kat korang ni..tapi kalo pegi sorang, sure awak akan tanya, mane ummi, fiqri, adik2..maka saya decide nak bawak semua org..&lt;br /&gt;maka, pagi Sabtu, saya tolong teman ummi hantar barang..dan terlewatlah pulang kerana bagi laluan orang tua bersembang, nak mencelah tak sampai hati..Nak bersiap tup tup dah kol 2..&lt;br /&gt;paling tak dapat nak terima, atas kecuaian sendiri tak perati kad betul2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin saya dok ingat awak cakap nak kawen kat masjid..kad pulak tertinggal di pejabat..&lt;/div&gt;maka saya sampailah di sungai penchala..huhu..kecewanya tuhan aje yang tahu..dah terbayang2 muka kawan2..Ya Allah..kami merancang Tuhan menentukan..maka saya mula la meleleh air mata..pastu nanges sedu2...ummi tegur, nape nanges, cam tak redha tuhan uji sikit..tapi ntahlah..kecewa kot..&lt;br /&gt;tapi mujurlah sg.buloh tu dekat..Tim tolong sms alamat, dan Kg. Kubu Gajah tu saya biasa pegi..&lt;br /&gt;itulah kesah saya nak menyampaikan diri ke kenduri kamu..sebab itu saya tak dapat tahan hujan nak turun kat bahu pengantin..&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ibu pun nak berjasa, dengan kawan baik juga tak dilupa..pohon ampun dan maaf ya..&lt;br /&gt;ralat betul gambar pun takde..tapi takpe la..semua masih segar dalam hati dan minda..senyuman manis awak kite ingat sampai bila2..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata, selamat melayari bahtera rumah tangga..banyakkan bersabar dan toleransi..selamat bercinta hingga ke syurga..!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6666935920099105105?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6666935920099105105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6666935920099105105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6666935920099105105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6666935920099105105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/07/nota-untuk-farah-diana.html' title='nota untuk Farah Diana..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/TDsCdbqF9bI/AAAAAAAAAkE/i6xXPUI_lQM/s72-c/dee+dee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1171901557745670259</id><published>2010-07-11T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:28:30.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>kisah orang kecik..</title><content type='html'>Kisah yang diceritakan oleh makcik ku..berlaku 22 tahun yang lepas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada dua beradik, kakaknya berusia lima tahun dan adiknya 3 tahun..Opah dari kampung datang dan adik cakap begini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adik: Nenek datang...&lt;br /&gt;Kakak: Bukan nenekla, opah...&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;strong&gt;Orang kecik&lt;/strong&gt; panggil opah, &lt;strong&gt;orang besar&lt;/strong&gt; panggil mak..&lt;br /&gt;Adik: Pura-pura paham..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, sekian terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa cerita ini sangat kiut..baru sahaja dilipurlarakan bulan lepas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1171901557745670259?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1171901557745670259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1171901557745670259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1171901557745670259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1171901557745670259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/07/kisah-orang-kecik.html' title='kisah orang kecik..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3722995667984472946</id><published>2010-06-21T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:09:27.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Smart gile!</title><content type='html'>WORLD CUP football fever everywhere!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched this adv during my Toy Story 3 'movie date' today..&lt;br /&gt;Genius..love it~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thierry henry is my all time fave..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/L7PFOs3d5Gw/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7PFOs3d5Gw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7PFOs3d5Gw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3722995667984472946?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3722995667984472946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3722995667984472946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3722995667984472946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3722995667984472946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/06/pepsi-football-africa-2010-commercial.html' title='Smart gile!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3429496030540469046</id><published>2010-06-01T03:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T04:06:23.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Libang Libu</title><content type='html'>Posting jam 3.38 pagi..&lt;br /&gt;Malam tadi tido awal..&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;Kerana aku rasa sangat terganggu dengan berita tentang serangan Mavi Marmara..&lt;br /&gt;Serba tak kena, sedih bercampur marah dan kesal..huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;Start jam 2.30ptg tadi mula dapat SMS dan email..&lt;br /&gt;Paparan berita dan update di facebook..&lt;br /&gt;Jap jap aku meremang bulu roma, jap jap nanges, jap jap termenung..&lt;br /&gt;Pastu aku ambik keputusan untuk tidur untuk menenangkan hati yang resah gelisah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapalah zalim betul bangsa Zionis ni..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembiknya maya ni kan..?? Tapi bab bab kemanusiaan selalu buat aku sensitif la..sama cam mase Iraq kena serang dulu, mase Tsunami..ini la kojo den..emo emo emo..nangehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i wish i could understand Arabic and Turkish better so that i can understand the news..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3429496030540469046?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3429496030540469046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3429496030540469046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3429496030540469046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3429496030540469046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/06/posting-jam-3.html' title='Libang Libu'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6540520285310737544</id><published>2010-05-29T03:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T04:03:49.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Andai kau tahu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sila baca dengan nada syair..hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andai kau tahu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau yang ku mahu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andai bisa lidah ini bicara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau yang ku mahu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andai jari jemari ini bisa mencoret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau yang ku mahu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kerana segalanya jelas di matamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andai kau dapat melihat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bicara yang sama di mataku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andai dapat ku luah perasaan hatiku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau yang ku mahu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 432px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.fireblades.org/motors/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/bmw_5_series_fl_sedan.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ya, saya gilakan kereta ini..saya betul betul gilakan kereta ini. Munasabah? Pastinya..tunggu dan lihat nanti..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Korang penah tak lihat mata orang dilamun cinta? Pepatah melayu ada berkata, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dari mata turun ke hati.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi sebenarnya signal ini dua hala..sebab.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dari hati juga boleh naik ke mata.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bab mata ni unik skit.maybe it's a gift..for those who know me, you will notice my eye's unique feature..&gt;&gt;don't have to say it, because i can sense it..i can see it in your eyes..the best was like 5 years ago..the affection in his eyes is unforgettable until now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometime even when i sensed it, i always have this 'sangka baik' mode. so most of the time i just ignored it..but then..later on it will make sense..but most of the time it was too late.. I am slow, aren't I? hahahaha!!!! There are a few more recently, different pair of eyes..well, admiring is ok because i admire people too..but as i said, i can see it in your eyes..but don't worry..none taken when none was said..so if you really mean it, say it out loud..no need to juggle around~ :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6540520285310737544?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6540520285310737544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6540520285310737544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6540520285310737544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6540520285310737544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/05/andai-kau-tahu.html' title='Andai kau tahu'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4051065759960105523</id><published>2010-05-21T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T18:01:05.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>450ml bendalir merah</title><content type='html'>Salam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari nih aku berjaya derma darah..&lt;br /&gt;Cubaan sebelum ini iaitu pada bulan Januari penuh drama..&lt;br /&gt;Drama: Jururawat terkial-kial, banyak masalah..darah tak keluar, tangan bengkak..aku naik hangin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari nih aku pergi lagi..&lt;br /&gt;Kali ni aku ade strategi..cuba elakkan jururawat yang sama..(setelah melihat makcik tu ade..huhu) aku buat2 telefon bile die datang approach aku..aku tunggu sampai dia attend orang lain baru aku ambik tempat..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, everthing went well..sebab Jururawat lain yang attend aku.. yeaaayyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;Bila selesai, aku tengok budak 'malang' yang dicucuk oleh makcik tu bengkak jugak..siap kena sapu ubat...ahah!!! tapi mungkin kebetulan..anyway aku happy OK~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membelek-belek buku derma tu, dah SEMBILAN  tahun aku berkongsi bendalir merah yang suam-suam mengalir ke dalam beg khas tu..aku tengok sekeliling..&lt;br /&gt;syukur sebab ramai yang sudi menderma..tak mengira bangsa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar apa pun warna kulit kita, darah kita tetap sama..merah warnanya..yang membezakan hanyalah jenisnya, A,B,AB dan O. Kalaulah kita ni kedekut, jadi kita dermalah untuk kerabat sebangsa kita sahaja..kan? kan? Buat ape derma untuk orang lain kan? Kalau dah benci bangsa lain, jangan terima darah mereka..cari la kaum kerabat sebangsa kita tu..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kita tak kisah darah kita pergi pada siapa kan..? asalkan ia bermanfaat untuk menyelamatkan nyawa mereka kan..? Pasti kita juga berharap, jika suatu hari nanti kita pula yang memerlukan bantuan yang sama..berbeg-beg bendalir merah menanti kita juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi janganlah kita ni mudah membenci kerana hakikatnya kita sama sahaja..darah kita sama.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kedekut! Mari Menderma!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4051065759960105523?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4051065759960105523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4051065759960105523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4051065759960105523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4051065759960105523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/05/450ml-bendalir-merah.html' title='450ml bendalir merah'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1231491537560210861</id><published>2010-05-20T00:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T18:03:24.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Tudung &amp; Aurat: Bi-set @ Subset</title><content type='html'>Salam..&lt;br /&gt;Terpanggil untuk berkongsi artikel ini berkenaan &lt;strong&gt;Tudung dan Aurat&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Aku sendiri selalu juga mati kutu bila nak beri komen bila dihadapkan dengan soalan seperti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Pakai tudung tapi perangai buruk..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boleh paham gambarajah ni?? Ini bukan telor mata lembu atau telor masin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473021455737778626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S_QUBEVXccI/AAAAAAAAAj8/NjWVsrO4KDs/s320/subset.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Gambarajah bulatan ini akan dapat difahami setelah anda fahami erti sebenar tudung dan aurat dalam artikel ini. Kemudian anda buat keputusan, apakah hubungkait tudung dan aurat-- A atau B? &lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOALAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk pengetahuan ustaz,ibu saya telah menyuruh saya memakai tudung ketika saya berumur 13 tahun lagi. Saya hanya menurut katanya kerana bimbang dimarahi. Walaupun begitu, sekarang saya tidak lekat memakai tudung. Ini diketahui oleh ibu saya, dia hanya mampu membebel dan berkata, adik nak buat dosa, adik tanggung la sendiri, ibu dah buat apa yang patut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang saya sudah bekerja dan hanya memakai tudung di tempat kerja sahaja kerana di tempat saya, tindakan undang-undang akan dikenakan sekiranya pekerja tidak memakai tudung. Saya tahu hukum tidak menutup aurat, tetapi buat waktu sekarang, hati saya tidak terbuka lagi untuk terus menutup aurat (rambut dan leher).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara pemakaian saya tidak seperti rakan-rakan saya yang menutup aurat. Mereka bertudung tetapi pemakaian mereka tidak melambangkan imej mereka. Baju, seluar ketat yang menampakkan susuk tubuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi yang memakai baju kurung, ada yang dari kain yang nipis dan jarang. Bagi yang berbaju kebaya, ianya terlalu ketat, berkain belah sehingga menampakkan betis dan jarang. Ada yang tidak memakai seluar tetapi memakai skirt panjang. Walaupun begitu, ianya ketat dan menampakkan garis pakaian dalam yang dipakainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudung yang dipakai pula tidak menutupi dada. Lelaki-lelaki yang memandang tidak berkelip melihat mereka. Ada juga rakan saya yang betul-betul menutup aurat tetapi perangai dan kelakuan mereka lebih teruk dari perempuan yang tidak memakai tudung. Tidak menunaikan solat, panjang tangan, mengumpat, melayan lelaki yang bukan muhrim, pengotor dan pelbagai karenah lagi. Walaupun saya tidak memakai tudung, saya menjaga solat, pemakaian dan tingkah laku saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawan-kawan saya ini ada menyuruh saya supaya terus memakai tudung tetapi saya tidak mahu menjadi hipokrit. Saya mahu berubah kerana saya sendiri yang ingin berubah. Saya mahu melakukannya dengan ikhlas, bukan kerana disuruh. Saya tahu hari itu akan tiba tetapi bukan sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga ALLAH membuka hati saya untuk terus memakai tudung. Amiin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Diera -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JAWAPAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa perkara yang saudari utarakan dalam soalan dan ingin saya berikan respon ringkas. Iaitu :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1) Isu tidak mahu bertudung ( menutup aurat) tanpa ikhlas kerana tidak mahu hipokrit serta tidak mahu berubah kerana disuruh.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya isu ini telah agak banyak saya sentuh di dalam artikel-artikel yang lalu seperti berikut :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurat wanita apa sudah jadi?&lt;br /&gt;Wanita, aurat dan Kerjaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun demikian, disebabkan soalan ini ada menyentuh beberapa isu yang agak semasa dan kerap, saya berasa perlu untuk memberikan ulasan tambahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begini ulasannya, Allah swt dan RasulNya telah mengarahkan seluruh wanita muslimah untuk menutup aurat dan bukan hanya bertudung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justeru, sama ada seseorang itu ikhlas atau tidak, suka atau tidak, disuruh oleh orang lain atau terbit dari hatinya sendiri, dia tetap WAJIB di sisi Allah untuk melaksanakan kewajiban itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagaimana seorang pemandu tidak berhemah warganegara Malaysia yang menetap di United Kingdom (UK), dia akan terpaksa mengubah cara pemanduannya kerana hemah pemandu di UK amat tinggi, sesiapa sahaja yang kurang berhemah akan segera mendapat teguran pemandu lain, malah adakalanya pemandu lain akan segera menelefon polis atau mencatat nombor plat kereta untuk diadukan kepada polis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atas sebab itu, pemandu yang asalnya ‘brutal' di Malaysia, TERPAKSA berubah di UK. Tidak kiralah sama ada dia berubah kerana hipokrit, terpaksa, tidak ikhlas atau apa jua sebab lauaran. Hakikatnya, dia MESTI berubah, kerana itu adalah system dan regulasinya. Mengabaikannya akan membawa mudarat kepada diri sendiri dan pemandu orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama seperti menutup aurat dan bertudung, itu adalah regulasi oleh agama Islam, mengabaikannya akan membawa mudarat spiritual kepada diri sendiri dan juga orang lain (kerana setiap lelaki yang melihat aurat wanita bukan mahram, akan berdosa dan dosanya dikongsi bersama oleh wanita tersebut).!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justeru itu, hipokrit tidak boleh sama sekali menjadi PENGHALANG untuk mengerjakan semua KEWAJIBAN agama, termasuk menutup aurat. Ia adalah arahan Allah dan hak Allah untuk menguji hambanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama seperti mendirikan solat, membayar zakat, puasa Ramadhan dan semua arahan serta larangan Islam yang lain, sama ada seseorang itu ikhlas atau tidak, terpaksa atau tidak. Kewajiban untuk melakukan semua arahan wajib dan menjauhi larangan yang diharam tetap tertanggung di atas bahunya, walaupun dia tidak ikhlas atau masih gagal mencapai tahap Ikhlas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang perlu diusahakan adalah terus menerus berusaha memperoleh ikhlas semasa melaksanakan perintah dan menjauhi larangan itu. Itu boleh dianggap sebagai adalah level kedua kesempurnaan ibadah. Level pertama adalah mesti melaksanakan tuntutan Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlu diingat, jika seseorang menutup aurat dan menunaikan solat secara ikhlas atau separa ikhlas, maka dia akan beroleh ganjaran sekadar keikhlasannya. Namun tanggungjawab fizikal yang diwajibkan oleh agama dikira sudah terlaksana secara zahirnya. ATAU kata lainnya, tatkala itu dia hanya BERDOSA SEKALI iaitu kerana tidak melaksanakannya secara ikhlas, tetapi dia terhindar dari dosa tidak mengerjakan yang wajib ke atasnya secara zahir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun jika dia degil dan tidak menutup aurat, tidak juga solat atas alasan TIDAK IKHLAS, TIDAK MAHU HIPOKRIT dan sebagainya. Tindakannya itu menjadikannya BERDOSA di sisi Allah secara fizikal dan juga spiritual, atau dalam kata lainnya, dia berdosa DUA KALI. Dosa di level pertama dan kedua sekaligus, malah lebih musnah apabila dosa level pertama itu sangat mudah bercambah apabila ia berjangkit kepada orang lain, seperti apabila sahaja ada mata lelaki bukan mahram yang melihat, ketika itu dosa bukan hanya dua kali tetapi sebanyak mata lelaki yang melihat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapun bagi mereka yang tidak ikhlas tadi, at least dia sudah terselamat dari cambahan dosa dari mata lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya, ‘ingin berubah hasil hati sendiri', ‘tidak ikhlas' dan ‘tidak mahu hipokrit' itu semuanya hanya bisikan syaitan yang ingin menyesatkan hamba Allah agar terus menerus menjauhi kewajibannya. Sedarlah agar jangan lagi terpedaya, ingatlah berterusan dalam dosa sedang mengetahui hukumnya akan terus menerus menambah besar kemurkaan Allah swt dan akan menjadikan diri sama sekali TIDAK MAMPU berubah di satu hari nanti yang diharapkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2) MEREKA YANG BERTUDUNG TAPI TIDAK SEMPURNA DAN BERAKHLAK BURUK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum mengulas, isu sebegini telah pernah saya ulas sbeelum ini di artikel : Bertudung Sambil Hina Hukum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali kepada persoalan saudari, dari bait-bait ayat saudari, kelihatan saudari begitu benci dan terganggu serta terkesan dengan keburukan akhlak dan cara tutupan aurat rakan sekerja yang lain yang dikatakan memakai tudung tetapi ketat dan sebagainya. Sehingga saudari merasa mereka semua hipokrit, buruk perangai, pengotor dan sebagainya, walau bertudung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum itu, saya perlu ingatkan saudari dikira bertuah kerana mendapat kerja di sebuah syarikat yang begitu perihatin dalam masalah agama sehingga mewajibkan kakitangan mereka untuk menutup aurat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu perkara mesti jelas juga, semua wanita yang bertudung tetapi berbaju ketat, skirt panjang terbelah, berbaju kebaya sempit dan sebagainya, semua mereka berada di satu level pada pandangan Islam. Iaitu SEMUA SEDANG MELAKUKAN DOSA DAN SEMUA TIDAK MENUTUP AURAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justeru, adalah SALAH bagi saudari menganggap ‘rakan sekerja itu' SEBAGAI MENUTUP AURAT TETAPI BURUK AKHLAK DAN BEROSA. Sebabnya, mereka juga TIDAK MENUTUP AURAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malah jika mereka benar-benar menutup aurat sekalipun, adalah SALAH untuk merujuk kepada mereka dalam menetap pendirian sama ada saudari perlu sudah sampai masa untuk menutup aurat atau tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah bahawa yang diwajibkan oleh Allah bukanlah hanya bertudung kepala dan menutup leher, tetapi menutup seluruh bahagian aurat tubuh sebagaimana yang telah saya terangkan di dalam artikel ‘Aurat Wanita Apa Sudah Jadi'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, adalah salah sama sekali dalam hal ehwal agama, untuk kita membandingkan diri kita dengan mereka yang lebih buruk agama dan akhlak. Ia adalah teknik Syaitan uuntuk menghentikan seseorang dari melakukan usaha pemulihan diri kepada yang lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelas dari hadis Nabi s.a.w, dalam hal agama dan kepatuhannya, kita mesti sentiasa melihat mereka yang lebih dari kita, agar kita terus berusaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manakala dalam hal keduniaan, barulah kita disuruh oleh Islam untuk melihat mereka yang kurang berbanding kita, agar kita lebih tahu untuk bersyukur dan tidak dijangkiti penyakit tamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabda Nabi :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;خَصْلَتَانِ من كَانَتَا فيه كَتَبَهُ الله شَاكِرًا صَابِرًا وَمَنْ لم تَكُونَا فيه لم يَكْتُبْهُ الله شَاكِرًا ولا صَابِرًا من نَظَرَ في دِينِهِ إلى من هو فَوْقَهُ فَاقْتَدَى بِهِ ونظر في دُنْيَاهُ إلى من هو دُونَهُ فَحَمِدَ اللَّهَ على ما فَضَّلَهُ بِهِ عليه ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ertinya : Dua perkara yang sesiapa dapat perolehinya akan ditulis dirinya sebagai hamba yang bersyukur dan sabar, sesiapa yang gagal dalamnya, tidak akan ditulis sebagai orang bersyukur dan sabar. Iaitu sesiapa yang melihat tentang agamanya kepada mereka yang jauh lebih baik darinya, lalu ia berusaha mengikutinya, dan dalam hal keduniaan mereka melihat kepada orang-orang yang kurang darinya sehingga ia memuji Allah atas nikmat yang diperolehinya .. ( Riwayat At-Tirmidzi, 4/665 ; Hadis Sohih menurut Tirmidzi dan Albani)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3) WALAUPUN TIDAK MEMAKAI TUDUNG (MENUTUP AURAT) TETAPI MASIH JAGA SOLAT DAN MAMPU MENJAGA TINGKAH LAKU.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahniah atas kemampuan saudari untuk terus menjaga solat dan menjaga tingkah laku, namun solat yang hakiki dan ikhlas akan menghasilkan seorang yang gerun melakukan dosa, serta akan mendorong sesoerang untuk tanpa lengah menunaikan tanggungjawab yang diarahkan Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun apabila saudari terus redha dalam pembukaan aurat sedangkan saudari menunaikan solat, ia bermakna solat saudari juga bermasalah. Tapi jangan pula mengatakan, "kalau begitu saya tak mahu solat kerana tak mahu hipokrit", ia telah kita bincang di atas tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga, buktikan kepada diri bahawa jagaan solat saudari adalah benar-benar sebuah ketaatan dan bukan hanya kosong tanpa isi. Tanda awal ia adalah benar-benar sebuah solat adalah saudari akan terbuka hati dengan cepat untuk menutup aurat tanpa terkesan dek buruk perangai orang sekitar yang kononnya menutup aurat tetapi buruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justeru, saya menasihatkan saudari agar segera keluar dari jenis individu yang saudari sendiri benci (bertudung atau tutup aurat tapi tak solat, mengumpat dsbgnya). Saudari membenci perangai mereka tetapi dari sudut pandangan agama, saudari sebenanrya adalah sebahagian dari mereka kerana :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka yang menutup aurat dan buruk perangai adalah sama darjatnya dengan mereka yang solat tapi tidak menutup aurat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedua-duanya tidak bertanggungjawab terhadap Allah dan sedang melakukan dosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malah saudari juga patut bersyukur mendapat ibu yang prihatin soal kewajiban agama, terlalu ramai ibu di zaman ini yang hanyut dan lebih suka anak perempuan mereka mengikuti gaya yang disukai syaitan iaitu seksi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu apabila ibu menyuruh, Allah juga mengarahkan, maka saudari bukan sahaja berdosa kerana aurat saudari yang terbuka, malah juga berdosa kerana tidak mematuhi suruhan dan harapan ibu, selain berdosa melanggar arahan Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah mentaati ibu dalam hal yang tidak membawa dosa adalah WAJIB?. Dan jatuh derhaka bagi seorang anak yang mengguris perasaan ibu, khususnya dalam hal nasihat ibu untuk kita mentaati arahan Allah swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4) BUKAN SEKARANG MASA UNTUK BERUBAH.?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika bukan sekarang, maka adakah apabila sudah terlantar di rumah mayat baru ingin beurbah. Sedarilah wahai diri, bahawa kematian akan datang secara tiba-tiba dan tiada sebarang jaminan umur masih panjang beberapa minggu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebaikan dan pelaksanaan tanggungjawab jangan sesekali ditangguhkan, kelak tidak kempunan di hadapan Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moga Allah membantu saudari untuk segera berubah dan terbuka untuk menerima jawapan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya juga doakan saudari untuk segera berHIJRAH KE ARAH kebaikan, dan teruslah kita semua berusaha untuk ikhlas dalam semua amalan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artikel Ustaz Zaharuddin dipetik dari capaian ini &lt;a href="http://www.zaharuddin.net/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=898&amp;amp;Itemid=72"&gt;Zaharuddin.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1231491537560210861?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1231491537560210861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1231491537560210861&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1231491537560210861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1231491537560210861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/05/tudung-aurat-bi-set-subset.html' title='Tudung &amp; Aurat: Bi-set @ Subset'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S_QUBEVXccI/AAAAAAAAAj8/NjWVsrO4KDs/s72-c/subset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1271352663578762307</id><published>2010-05-10T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:58:04.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Tuah Budak Bertuah</title><content type='html'>testing..testing from Tawau, Sabah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entry ini untuk Ibuku, Penawar Hatiku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih anda ingat entry ini "&lt;a href="http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/budak-bertuah.html"&gt;Budak Bertuah&lt;/a&gt;" boleh klik jika belum baca, jadi anda akan lebih paham entry ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah aku pulang ke Malaysia selepas merantau di Bumi Allah..&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka bercerita pengalaman-pengalaman aku di sana..suatu hari aku beritahu Ummi (Ibu) tentang insiden-insiden 'wish come true' di sana..&lt;br /&gt;Ummi hanya tersenyum dan menjawab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Maya tahu tak setiap hari doa Ummi untuk Maya tak pernah lekang..Ummi doa&lt;br /&gt;urusan Maya sentiasa dipermudahkan.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa tu aku rasa memang akulah manusia paling bertuah dalam dunia..siapa yang tak bertuah mempunyai ibu..yang sentiasa berdoa untuk anak-anaknya.. Doa ibu bagaikan perisai aku..tuah aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sejauh mana daya anak untuk sentiasa ingat pada ibu mereka..sedangkan ibu sentiasa mengingati anak-anak? Setiap hari bila aku tengok wajah Ummi..makin ketara kedut di matanya..makin banyak uban kelihatan..hati kecil aku pasti berkata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Ya Allah, kau berkatilah umurnya, biar berbaloi setiap kedutnya, uban di kepalanya, sakit badannya.. Ya Allah, apalah dayaku nak membalas jasanya yang pasti tidak mampu ku balas.."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Rasulullah pernah berpesan, ganjaran berbuat baik pada kedua ibu bapa sama ganjarannya seperti berjihad di medan perang". Jadi kita mesti work smart.. &lt;div&gt;Aku harap 'tuah' aku berpanjangan..sentiasa dilimpahi kerahmatan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1271352663578762307?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1271352663578762307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1271352663578762307&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1271352663578762307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1271352663578762307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/05/testing.html' title='Tuah Budak Bertuah'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-932402035224707665</id><published>2010-05-07T21:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:20:58.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Airadiana!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S-QdcpfMNEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/GdH5oKAQd0g/s1600/M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468528225544844354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S-QdcpfMNEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/GdH5oKAQd0g/s320/M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dee soh jawab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your name : &lt;strong&gt;Maya&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A four letter word : &lt;strong&gt;Mint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A boy's name : &lt;strong&gt;Mika&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A girl's name : &lt;strong&gt;Minah&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An occupation : &lt;strong&gt;Matador&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A colour : &lt;strong&gt;Magenta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something you wear : &lt;strong&gt;Mask &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A food : &lt;strong&gt;Muffin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something found in the bathroom : &lt;strong&gt;Mat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A place : &lt;strong&gt;Malang, Indonesia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A reason for being late : &lt;strong&gt;Missed the juction!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something u shout : &lt;strong&gt;Mangkoook!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A movie title : &lt;strong&gt;Maria Mariana..ngeeeeee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something u drink : &lt;strong&gt;Milo ais&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A musical group : &lt;strong&gt;Michael learns to rock&lt;/strong&gt;..(this is the hardest Question) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An animal : &lt;strong&gt;Mice&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A street name : &lt;strong&gt;Must be the other street&lt;/strong&gt;..hehehehe &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A type of car : &lt;strong&gt;Murano!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People with M as the 1st alphabet in their name..YOU ARE TAGGED!!~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;check this &lt;a href="http://airasweetnlovely.blogspot.com/2010/05/tag-fever.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; for the rule&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-932402035224707665?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/932402035224707665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=932402035224707665&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/932402035224707665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/932402035224707665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/05/airadiana.html' title='Airadiana!!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S-QdcpfMNEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/GdH5oKAQd0g/s72-c/M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4821966517524889387</id><published>2010-05-03T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:35:50.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>frankly pranko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S974XWZwGeI/AAAAAAAAAjs/OmKMvrM54T8/s1600/emcee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467080077708630498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S974XWZwGeI/AAAAAAAAAjs/OmKMvrM54T8/s320/emcee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pranko tu setem (Bahasa Indonesia. Bibik aku ajar..)..&lt;br /&gt;Ada kawan aku yang aku suka panggil dengan nama tu, teringat plak kat die.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni nak citer pasal berterus-terang..&lt;br /&gt;sejauh mana kemampuan aku..??&lt;br /&gt;mari kita mulakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Ini cerita benar. Jadi saya harap orang itu tidak baca..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu malam, aku bersama ibu dan abang pergi menghadiri satu konsert amal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka ada sorang Macha ni jadi MC untuk konsert tersebut..Macha ini sangat kami kenali kerana suaranya sering ke udara di corong-corong radio..dan gaya macha ini selalu menjadi bahan ketawa kami adik beradik..&lt;br /&gt;(Disclaimer: Gayanya sahaja yang menjadi bahan ketawa..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka kami pun 'enjoy' lah..melayan persembahan berselang-seli dengan ulasan Macha yang amat kami 'minati'...sambil mengajuk-ajuk gaya-gaya beliau..huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah selesai konsert, abang saya dengan jayanya mencari kesempatan untuk beramah mesra bersama Macha tersebut..(abang sanggup menunggu sehingga macha selesai bergambar..aku tak tahu apa tujuannya tapi mungkin abang teringin untuk mencatat sejarah bersama Macha)..maka kami pun tunggu sementara abang berkenalan bersama macha..tiba-tiba abang menunjuk macha ke arah kami, dan 10 saat selepas itu abang dan macha berjalan ke arah kami..alemak..aku mula rasa tak keruan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(menurut kata abang, macha ingin bertemu dengan ibu dan adik perempuan abang--perlukah aku berasa terharu?? hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan machonya macha ini bertegur sapa dengan kami..&lt;br /&gt;kemudian macha ajak aku bersembang..kemudian macha bagi aku &lt;em&gt;killer question&lt;/em&gt; yang berbunyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How was I just now?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(as in, &lt;em&gt;how did i perform as the emcee just now&lt;/em&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;I think my facial reaction was enough to give him the answer..(Mata terbeliak, mengelak eye-contact, sambil memandang langit gelap mencari jawapan..)&lt;br /&gt;5 saat berikutnya aku jawab dengan 'bijak'nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Erm..OK Laaaaa....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu...itu je yang dalam otak! Tak sampai hati nak cakap kata-kata yang memadamkan wajah yakin Macha ituu dengan komen-komen seperti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frankly speaking..man..that was a disaster..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frankly speaking..I think you can do better next time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frankly speaking..I think you should have stayed to read the hourly news..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huhu...Macha..Sorry aaaaaa..sesungguhnya Macha belum cukup Machooo untuk menjadi MC... Aku tak komen lebih-lebih sebab aku tak kenal Macha ini untuk aku beri komen membina. Lain kisahnya jika yang bertanya soalan yang sama itu adalah di kalangan orang yang aku kenal.. &lt;/p&gt;Jadi soalan aku kepada pembaca..sejauh mana anda boleh berterus terang?? Fikir-fikirkan..hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4821966517524889387?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4821966517524889387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4821966517524889387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4821966517524889387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4821966517524889387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/05/frankly-pranko.html' title='frankly pranko'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S974XWZwGeI/AAAAAAAAAjs/OmKMvrM54T8/s72-c/emcee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4743160093211926793</id><published>2010-04-28T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:17:22.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Taglines..can u understand??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merhaba Dunya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i met more than 2 dozens of new faces..in a so-called strangers-get-together kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;So i came up with these taglines...for ice breaking purpose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Hi, the name is Maya, as in Maya Karin, but EXTRA LARGE.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disclaimer: Only applicable in Malaysia and places where they know who Maya Karin is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case people are speaking to you about self-discovery, you can menyampuk with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I tried to google myself yesterday, but couldn't find any.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And whenever you are trying to make up after being so anoyying, you can say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I am so sengal, I need somebody to paste a KOYOK on my brain.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really need some sleep..because i just gone through a very interesting, eye-opening experience in one day..need to do a temporary shut down to recover all the data..Nite peeps!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4743160093211926793?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4743160093211926793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4743160093211926793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4743160093211926793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4743160093211926793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/04/taglinescan-u-understand.html' title='Taglines..can u understand??'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-5158920380471372637</id><published>2010-04-27T07:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:21:40.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>bentuk dan warna yang ada makna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S9Yt5ybZ0rI/AAAAAAAAAjk/0wnW4uM8G_M/s1600/google+chrome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464605668673180338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S9Yt5ybZ0rI/AAAAAAAAAjk/0wnW4uM8G_M/s320/google+chrome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S9YrzbLUuTI/AAAAAAAAAjc/DoihMDinWHE/s1600/google+chrome.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Semalam terima email dari rakan sekerja yang bertanyakan pendapat tentang logo yang dikemukakan untuk projek kami. Secara keseluruhannya aku suka logo tu, dan itulah komen aku.aku cakap, well done, i like it. cuma perlu kemaskan logo institut. tu je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagi tadi aku terima email dari rakan lain yang memberi komen tentang warna, bintik-bintik itu apa, daun kena runcing.. &lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;reaksi pertama aku, perlukah komen diberikan satu persatu atau dalam ayat lain, perlukan sesebuah logo dilihat secara 'bedah siasat' bentuk demi bentuk, warna demi warna?? kerana pada pendapat aku, logo adalah 'sebuah logo'. ia dilihat sebagai satu objek, bukan beberapa objek..sebab selalunya kalau aku lihat sebuah logo aku lihatnya begitu, contohnya logo PTPTN. ni antara logo yang menggelikan hati aku..cuba korang tengok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464602854308797410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S9YrV-GpW-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/Yh-Gd79cFO4/s200/ptptn-logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sanggup korang 'bedah siasat' satu persatu 'pi' 'ti' 'pi' 'ti' 'in' tu..seni khat ape la yang derang guna..?? hahaha..tapi aku tengok secara keseluruhan, so not bad la ekceli, nampak macam seni abstrak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm..mungkinkah kerana aku ni kidal dan banyak guna otak kanan, yang biasanya lebih suka melihat sesuatu secara umum, bukan secara terperinci seperinci-perincinya?? Mungkinkah aku kurang kritikal untuk menilai sesuatu..hhmmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You decide....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-5158920380471372637?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5158920380471372637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=5158920380471372637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/5158920380471372637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/5158920380471372637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/04/bentuk-dan-warna-yang-ada-makna.html' title='bentuk dan warna yang ada makna'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S9Yt5ybZ0rI/AAAAAAAAAjk/0wnW4uM8G_M/s72-c/google+chrome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4085361784690649451</id><published>2010-04-24T22:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T09:28:54.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>the last 24 hours...</title><content type='html'>I need to submit a translation my boss asked me to finish by yesterday evening..(hehe..you know what i mean..actually the work is pending because i know that the person whom i should send the translation to is currently at Tenggol Island for a dive there..so i am taking my own sweet time la..yeahhhhh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my comel car is having a fever. Currently 'mogok'ing, tak boleh start..and the best part is i dont even bothered to take it to the workshop..why? because i have decided to do some Chillaxing this weekend. Dont want to stress myself talking to the mechanics, dont want to think about the money to be paid to them for the problem caused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so lucky to have good and helpful neighbours.. Mrs. A and Mr. H.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. A was not well and got herself an MC, so i got a ride with Mr. H.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H was very kind to even take me to Putrajaya for an errand there..&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Putrajaya we talked about our plans for the coming weekends..&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I want to stay at home doing nothing..&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i did..literally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday nite: Slept at 9pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isya' prayer at 5 am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Subuh prayer at 6.30am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slept till 9.30am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took a bath, too lazy to make my own bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had 2 bananas and a chocolate for breakfast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turned on my lappy, opened the translation document..pondering..and pondering for the next one hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got a YM msg from Wak J..asking me to help him to complete a document..sorry boss, not today..not on my perfect chillaxing day..so i turned of my YM..haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched cartoons, hoping that i can watch Spongebob Squarepants (my fave) but missed it. Boring!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10.30am Went back to my room..started updating my almari..segregating my clothes from my sisters'...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the kitchen and did some laundry..4 batches..phewwww~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12.00pm Then again, i tried to continue my translation work..but got distracted with my hungry tummy, and decided to prepare lunch..nasik panas+sambal ikan bilis with kentang+telur dadar+jeruk maman..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking...lalalalalalala...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.30pm Had my lunch while watching "Did You Heard about the Morgans?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zohor prayer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3.30pm Continued with another movie "Muallaf"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asar prayer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chit chat with mummy; Gave her birthday present i bought in Alor Star..chit chat chit chat..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maghrib prayer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surfed the net&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Facebooking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uploaded some photos in FB&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did a 2-page-translation..satu page lagi tapi dah malasss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makan nasik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A friend suggested that i post an entry here..so i did...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's all peeps..a very chiLLaxing 24 hours for me..Alhamdulillah..nothing interesting..but who cares, as long as i am happy..gud nite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4085361784690649451?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4085361784690649451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4085361784690649451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4085361784690649451'/><link rel='self' 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tweet tweet kat tweeter..&lt;br /&gt;jadi aku masih kena buat posting..heheheh&lt;br /&gt;kecamuk la kepala ni..&lt;br /&gt;aku rase nak lari..penat arr...&lt;br /&gt;bukan jogging..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;nak lari dari kesibukan ni buat seketika..&lt;br /&gt;sebab kesibukan ini tak akan berhenti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu aku rasa aku takde masa untuk diri sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;takde masa nak khidmat untuk ibu ayah..&lt;br /&gt;takde masa nak khidmat untuk masyarakat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku yang tak pandai mengurusnya sebab Allah yang Maha Adil tu beli semua orang 24 jam, tidak lebih tidak kurang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu masa-masa terluang dulu yang banyak digunakan menghadiri ceramah, kelas tafsir Al-Quran semasa cuti semester..rindu zaman-zaman salu buat kerja sukarelawan..rindu saat-saat ada masa meluah rasa di atas kanvas dengan pelbagai warna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to break this CYCLE OF EXHAUSTION!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3259847115407227153</id><published>2010-04-21T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:20:46.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><title type='text'>ikan bilis sabah lawan nasik..</title><content type='html'>aku tgh pintal nasik dgn ikan bilis goreng dikawankan dengan bawang dan kentang goreng..&lt;br /&gt;huish, berhantu lauk ni, tiga kali tambah nasik..bila tambah lauk, nasik habes..bila tambah nasik, lauk habes..tu yang tak habes2 makan tu..ekekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku baru sampai dari Alor Star..kelaparan dan kepenatan..rasa nak rehat sampai ujung minggu tapi  banyak plak panggilan mesyuarat minggu ni..&lt;br /&gt;aduh..penat btul perjalanan kali ni..demam..hilang suara..dan UTARA SEMENANJUNG MALAYSIA SANGAT PANAS...kalo panas tapi berangin takpe gak..basah lenjun baju..&lt;br /&gt;dalam keadaan tubuh badan yang tak berapa sihat, semua jadi serba tak kena..huhuh...&lt;br /&gt;boleh dikatakan trip kali ni yang paling mencabar..&lt;br /&gt;kerana apabila kudrat dan suara yang sepatutnya menjadi aset utama kerja tak dapat digunakan sebaiknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntah ape nak citer sbenarnye dah lupe..rase nak tido plakk..zzzZZZ!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3259847115407227153?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3259847115407227153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-5527572716933179374</id><published>2010-04-15T12:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T12:36:13.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><title type='text'>Ter Tak Sengaja</title><content type='html'>Tadi tertengok blog Cik Airadiana,&lt;br /&gt;Pastu tersuka template blog dia,&lt;br /&gt;Pastu tercarik designer blog dia,&lt;br /&gt;Pastu terpilih skin baru blog saya,&lt;br /&gt;Dan akhirnya tertukar skin blog Maya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;Juga tertukar lagu..&lt;br /&gt;Jemu juga tema black and white dan lagu flightless bird tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is, Dark brown and Pink..&lt;br /&gt;a very tasty combination..Reminds me of Chocolate and Strawberry !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-5527572716933179374?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5527572716933179374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=5527572716933179374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/5527572716933179374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/5527572716933179374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/04/ter-tak-sengaja.html' title='Ter Tak Sengaja'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3342742644309312626</id><published>2010-04-13T14:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:24:51.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelogue'/><title type='text'>Ulat buku berkongsi makanannya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QT3ylnvWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/yJvQpDtgRW4/s1600/haju+muda.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459510497473183074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QT3ylnvWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/yJvQpDtgRW4/s320/haju+muda.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459510490505273890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QT3YoV4iI/AAAAAAAAAi8/dNeTjsL7Yyg/s320/travelog-haji.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; Buku pasal Haji. Aku dah pasang niat nak pergi haji di usia muda, bukan masa lutut dah kurang lubricant..so instead of reading the 'practical book' i choose to read the experience of others first..aku beli dua buku ni tapi belum sempat baca, bagi peluang kat Mak baca dulu..tapi pastu abang pulak baca..takpe2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QQUdHbGKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wgmOw3fDrCk/s1600/ketika-cinta-bertasbih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459506591879076002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QQUdHbGKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wgmOw3fDrCk/s320/ketika-cinta-bertasbih.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459506583077800098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QQT8VCSKI/AAAAAAAAAis/yD5L4G8-rs8/s320/ayat-ayat-cinta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pengarang: Habiburrahman..berjaya membuka mata aku tentang buku yang memantapkan jiwa. I might continue with Atas mihrab Cinta..tengok la nanti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QPtTBisuI/AAAAAAAAAik/tH8JJSuk5Qs/s1600/men+from+mars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459505919155155682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QPtTBisuI/AAAAAAAAAik/tH8JJSuk5Qs/s320/men+from+mars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459505903109857986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QPsXQC4sI/AAAAAAAAAic/DhiUd15aZ0s/s320/women+venus.jpg" /&gt; Dr. John Gray taught me about Men and Women. It is important to know that both men and women are different, we dont have to change ourselves , all we have to do is to understand each others, respect our differences and complement each others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QPsPG1zBI/AAAAAAAAAiU/uQhfk7p2Dg8/s1600/The_Alchemist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459505900923767826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QPsPG1zBI/AAAAAAAAAiU/uQhfk7p2Dg8/s320/The_Alchemist.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459505878351807330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QPq7BRA2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/QyfGZa7mtsQ/s320/brida.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pengarang: Paulo Coelho..berjaya menarik aku membaca cerita fiksyen..cerita beliau membuatkan aku masuk didalam cerita..one thing about him is the way he addresses his 'life messages' the his fictions..as in decoding his secret message..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a collection of his books..two done, another nine to go! Sape2 berminat nak baca, just let me know, bole je nak share~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459505887974855410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QPre3lEvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/XttjQWO2gig/s320/aku+terima+nikahnya.png" /&gt; My latest fave! Ustaz Hasrizal..i love his 'gayabahasa' and his way of relating dakwah with reality and current issues. No hankie pankie, meleret2..short, sweet and simple..tahniah ustaz, dakwah ustaz sampai pada saya..plus, the places he mentioned in the book are very close to my heart..&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely 'borong' your other books!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3342742644309312626?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3342742644309312626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3342742644309312626&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3342742644309312626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3342742644309312626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/04/ulat-buku-berkongsi-makanannya.html' title='Ulat buku berkongsi makanannya'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QT3ylnvWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/yJvQpDtgRW4/s72-c/haju+muda.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6219259546499103710</id><published>2010-04-13T11:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:26:21.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelogue'/><title type='text'>kenapa ulat, bukan cacing??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Book worm..diterjemahkan kepada ulat buku..kenapa bukan cacing buku..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soalan yang terlintas dalam kepala aku 2 MINGGU lepas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life has been so tremendously busy this year. seriously this year is the most busy since i started working as a researcher in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My nature of work is travelling to find good stuffs...haha..sound interesting haa..usually me and my team will go out on weekly basis..select a state and decice which species of FRUIT to find. and i got paid just by dooing these thingss...hahahha..just kidding..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;basically I'm working and walking on clouds, searching and looking for species of tropical fruits, namely, oranges, jackfruit and banana and its wild relatives. we will go on a trip to find these trees and if we are lucky enough, we will find fruits to bring back to the research institute where we will sow the seeds and take care of the seedlings until they are big enough to be transferred to a place we call field genebank. Field Genebank is a place full of trees that acts as back up in case of emergency. Let say, one day a species of banana is wiped out because of flood, typhoon or even disease..you can simply ask from a genebank for some back up material to be planted at your place to replace the ones destroyed by plant disease or natural disaster. THINK OF THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it sounds easy..but it is not. it is full of challenges. there was this incident in Pahang where i was chased by this guy with with big long 'parang' in his hand. just because i was late for the appointment..actually what happened was i went to his place but he was somewhere inside his orchard and we cant find him,so we decide to go to his neighbour..and sometime, you go and you brought back nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these travelling, week by week, made me think, how much i have wasted by time doing nothing through the journey..i need to do something useful to kill the time..i used to paint, and i love it very much but due to time constraint i seldom have the time to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so the next best thing is READING..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was this budak malas baca buku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but when i joined University of Malaya for my Bachelor degree, i fall in love with the library. the library is the best place to study and sleep!&lt;strong&gt; the library was my sacrosanct&lt;/strong&gt;~hahaha. Books are important when i want to sleep, because i will stack up a few books and use it as pillow for my nap there..aaahhhhhh...missed that! i even love the smell of the old books, so my fave spot will be somewhere in this section..plus science books are pretty old, so it was a very strategic spot for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if i need to know somehing, i will choose like 5 most relevant books, read all of them until i'm satitisfied with the answer i need.i can read for hours..so indulge with knowledge!! it was a bit tiring when you have 7 subjects in one semester, but who dares to distrurb me in my sacrosanct!! i am not the kind of student who likes to memorize everything and understand nothing. I want to understand everything and memorize a lil bit..lazy me..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My interest in reading started in 2002 when my lil bro Fiqri bought me a book for my birthday. the book was so much fun i began to buy most every book written by the author- Sophie Kinsella. Since then i never stop reading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459503261352117394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QNSl76xJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bIMAV5F59V8/s320/shopaholic.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;this entry is too long..i will continue in the next one..how i wish i could write this long EASILY for my scientific paperss...hahaha..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6219259546499103710?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6219259546499103710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6219259546499103710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6219259546499103710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6219259546499103710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/04/kenapa-ulat-bukan-cacing.html' title='kenapa ulat, bukan cacing??'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S8QNSl76xJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bIMAV5F59V8/s72-c/shopaholic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1864390271685562684</id><published>2010-03-03T09:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:29:39.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>what's the matter with blue eyes??</title><content type='html'>I myself have this experience and i did my thinking tooo (not a thousand times though)..so just becareful. Looks like I need to find a local man..*wink*&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Shaza Dzulkifly, 3/1/2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rais Yatim says: think "a thousand times" before entering a mixed marriage&lt;br /&gt;According to studies only three out of ten mixed marriages work. In response, Information, Communication and Culture Minister, Rais Yatim has cautioned that young people should think “a thousand times” before committing to such unions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister cautioned that incidents of marriage breakups involving Caucasians (coloquially referred to as &lt;strong&gt;mat salleh&lt;/strong&gt;) happened more frequently, as compared to thove involving other ethnics group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rais was commenting on results of studies conducted from the years 1995 to 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in a statement to Malaysian paper, Utusan Malaysia, he said that "mixed marriages in Malaysia involving local people who had converted to Islam, whether men or women, are more successful than those that involved partners from the West."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the minister, more information about these studies could be obtained from the civil marriage registers in the sharia archives in Johor and the Federal Territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked about the recent split between local celebrity and star of Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam, Maya Karin, 31 and her Italian husband, Steven David Shorthouse, 41, Rais said they had only been "in love" and were to blame for not considering their cultural differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Malaysian Mirror, he went on further to say that "the reality is that those who want to go into mixed marriages have a lot of obstacles to go through. Marriage failures are due to cultural and religious differences as well as the upbringing they go in their respective countries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Most of the marriages are a result of 'short-term love affairs' that survive for a brief period before each of the spouses go back to the cultural and religious beliefs they grew up with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rais continues to caution about the legalities of such issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's not that simple to get a Malaysian citizenship. In this sense, it is easier if it involves a foreign woman marrying a Malaysian man than otherwise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is because the status of citizenship, under Section 16 and 17 of the Federal Constitution, is based on the paternal consideration not maternal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What more, if the couple has a child or children. The father is likely to 'snatch away' the kids to England or Europe, for instance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is, perhaps, better for those involved in mixed marriages not to have children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Maya Karin attended the Environment Integrity forum at the Malaysian Institute for Integrity on last week and made an indirect reference to her domestic woes. She admitted that her two-year marriage to Steven is indeed facing problems but she is not about to go into hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview with the Daily Chilli, Maya said she is trying hard to save her marriage. The couple married in August 2008 in Italy and Steven is a mathematics teacher at an international school in Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya declined to comment on the cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is not true that we're having problems because of cultural differences, being a child of mixed parentage myself, cultural differences have never been an issue to me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1864390271685562684?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1864390271685562684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1864390271685562684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1864390271685562684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1864390271685562684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-matter-with-blue-eyes.html' title='what&apos;s the matter with blue eyes??'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1346028738127432939</id><published>2010-03-01T20:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:16:47.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>kawan baek</title><content type='html'>erm..&lt;br /&gt;pukul 3 ptg tadi aku tiba di rumah dari Port Dickson.Penat.&lt;br /&gt;Sampai je, letak beg, tukar baju dan tidur...pukul 5.30 ptg terjaga.&lt;br /&gt;Bengong jap. Sebab aku tak biasa tidur petang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S4uy-Lfk3EI/AAAAAAAAAhE/EgN3py8i2TI/s1600-h/young_old.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443641355914239042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S4uy-Lfk3EI/AAAAAAAAAhE/EgN3py8i2TI/s320/young_old.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pegawai-pegawai seperti kami ini telah mengorbankan cuti panjang kami untuk sama-sama duduk dalam dewan untuk menjalani pemantauan projek penyelidikan. Baru sedar ramai juga warga SR ni..besar rupanya keluarga kami. Dalam keluarga yang besar ni, ada dua orang insan yang aku sayang sangat..mereka ialah kawan baekkkk aku..Pokcik dan Mokcik..kat PD baru ni kami berpeluang untuk duduk sebelah menyebelah..gamat!! ade je nk sembang.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mokcik dan pokcik ni aku kenal masa tahun pertama aku masuk kerja. Pokcik lagi dekat dengan aku sebab kami satu program. Pokcik ni la tempat aku mengadu kalo aku ada masalah. Mokcik plak aku kenal sejurus selepas itu..mula aku ingat mokcik ni awek pokcik..rupenye itu hanyalah gossip.hehehe..mokcik ni jugalah tempat mengadu dan bergossip hal2 pompuan..kadang2 pokcik pun join jugak..(boleh tahan!) so dah almost 5 tahun kita berkawan..actually they are older than me, but lets put the age differences aside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. Pokcik ni suka bercakap (mungkin kerana asal usulnya dari satu pekan di kuala lumpur haha). macam2 dia cakap.ape2 isu pon boleh. aku pun suka bercakap. pas cakap2 dan cakap2 kami gelak sampai pecah opis..hahaha!!! Tapi lately pokcik ni manja semacam dan suke bergurau pelik2..nak guna the law of attraction ke pokcik? aiyakkk..pelik pokcik nih.ntah la..aku layan je..tapi apa pun,pokcik juga sangat baik.sangat helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mokcik plak. Mokcik ni soft spoken, boleh tahan juga suka bercerita. orangnya baik hati, rajin organize itu dan ini..very caring..tapi mokcik ni hatinye lembut, sensitif..jadi kadang2 die salu sedih sebab terasa hati dgn org yang tak pandai jaga hati. Takpe mokcik, maya ijau sentiasa ada di sisi untuk mendengar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya kan..banyak lagi nak citer pasal pokcik dan mokcik ni. tapi tak boleh. kenapa? Kerana aku terima mereka seadanya..tidak cuba menambah dan mengurangkan sedikit pun keaslian mereka. sebab tu aku tatau nk senaraikan panjang2..kerana mereka ni begitu kompleks! Dan orang cakap, you will appreciate more when you loose the thing/person you love. Takkan nak tunggu mase tu baru nak hargai kan? So that's why i made this entry..&lt;br /&gt;Sebab Maya Ijau sayang Pokcik dan Mokcik Unconditionally... :) to be grateful for such a beautiful friendship~Syukur aku pada Tuhan sebab temukan kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm..lepas2 ni komitmen masing-masing mungkin berubah. life is about changing. mokcik will be bz with her family, nak jaga baby Zack Effron dan yang seterusnya..hehehe..pokcik will be bz with life,get married,study..tinggal la maya ijau sowang2 kat mardi tu..tapi takpe..because i know u guys will always be there for me, and i will be there for both of you too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga persahabatan ini sentiasa dirahmati..amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Baru-baru ni mokcik bertemu jodoh. tapi bukan dengan pokcik ye (itu gossip!) Selamat pengantin baru..pokcik pulak baru bertambah umur..Selamat Hari Lahir..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1346028738127432939?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1346028738127432939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1346028738127432939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1346028738127432939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1346028738127432939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/03/kawan-baek.html' title='kawan baek'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S4uy-Lfk3EI/AAAAAAAAAhE/EgN3py8i2TI/s72-c/young_old.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-951465570354563672</id><published>2010-02-24T20:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:35:02.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Deadly Floormat!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let's see how will he rectifies this issue...erm..i wonder what had gone wrong..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Toyota chiefs blame rapid rise, admit recalls insufficient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="articleabstract"&gt;&lt;img class="img1" alt="Toyota chiefs blame rapid rise, admit recalls insufficient" src="http://sgstb.msn.com/i/47/947C336FF8DD5757D9937A2C56CBA7.jpg" width="185" height="245" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="articleabstract"&gt;Under fire from angry US lawmakers, Toyota chiefs admitted Tuesday that massive recalls had "not totally" addressed acceleration problems and blamed their safety woes on the company's rapid rise to world number one automaker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In contrite remarks to be delivered in front of a congressional committee in Washington Wednesday, the Japanese auto giant's embattled president Akio Toyoda said his company's "too quick" growth had outstripped safety needs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I regret that this has resulted in the safety issues described in the recalls we face today, and I am deeply sorry for any accidents that Toyota drivers have experienced," Toyoda said in prepared remarks obtained by AFP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toyoda was to appear Wednesday before one of three congressional committees looking into how the company and US regulators responded to sudden, unintended acceleration blamed for 30 US deaths, as well as braking and steering problems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Text of Toyota chief's prepared testimony to US Congress&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;James Lentz, who heads Toyota Motor Sales USA, appeared before a committee on Tuesday and denied that malfunctioning electronics were responsible for causing the sudden and potentially deadly spikes in speed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But he acknowledged that recalls for sticky pedals and others that can be blocked by floormats would "not totally" solve the sudden unintended acceleration problem and said Toyota had not wholly dismissed electronic flaws.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We continue to be vigilant and continue to investigate all of the complaints that we get from consumers that we have done a relatively poor job of doing in the past," he told the House Energy and Commerce Committee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toyota's vows of stepped up quality control and better recalls did nothing to soothe the anger of Rhonda Smith, who held the House Energy and Commerce Committee spellbound with a harrowing tale of her uncontrollable Lexus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the luxury automobile ripped forward on a highway at over 100 miles (160 kilometers) per hour, the Tennessee woman's voice quivered as she described her fear that she would die as she called her husband Eddie at work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I knew he could not help me, but I wanted to hear his voice one more time," said Smith, who accused Toyota and the US National Highway Traffic Safety Administration (NHTSA) of ignoring her subsequent pleas to fix the problem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Shame on you, Toyota, for being so greedy. And shame on you, NHTSA, for not doing your job," she said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More on Smith's emotional testimony&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toyoda, due to speak to the House Oversight and Government Reform Committee on Wednesday, ruefully acknowledged in prepared testimony that: "Quite frankly, I fear the pace at which we have grown may have been too quick."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In another blow to the company, an automotive technology professor, David Gilbert, told the panel that he had found a possible electronic culprit in just three and a half hours for next to no money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lentz cast doubt on those findings, saying "it just seems a little good to be true" that he would succeed where Toyota's experts had failed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Maybe they didn't ask the right questions," said Gilbert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toyota has pulled more than eight million vehicles off the roads over accelerator and brake problems and faces class-action lawsuits potentially costing billions of dollars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Timeline of Toyota's global recall crisis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A qualified test driver, Toyoda talked of his personal pain at the problems confronting the Japanese giant, founded by his grandfather and now embroiled in the worst crisis of its 70-year history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"For me when the cars are damaged, it is as though I am as well. I, more than anyone, wish for Toyota's cars to be safe and for our customers to feel safe when they use our vehicles," his testimony said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toyoda said a new quality advisory group of experts including from the United States would be set up to avoid future mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Facts and figures on Toyota recall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lentz admitted the company erred in its handling of two causes of sudden acceleration: pedals that "stick" when depressed and others jammed by floormats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We acknowledge these mistakes, we apologize for them and we have learned from them."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lentz stuck to Toyota's position that the acceleration problems were not tied to defects in the automaker's electronic throttle systems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But a key committee member, Democratic Representative Bart Stupak, accused Toyota of relying on a "flawed" study to dismiss the electronic problem and misleading the public about the causes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toyota, which last year dethroned General Motors as the world's top automaker, is fighting to maintain its once stellar reputation for quality, safety and reliability.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week's hearings come as the auto giant answers a request for documents from US federal grand jury investigating whether there is sufficient evidence for criminal charges related to the defects.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-951465570354563672?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/951465570354563672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=951465570354563672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/951465570354563672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/951465570354563672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/02/deadly-floormat.html' title='Deadly Floormat!!!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-2931815479817173802</id><published>2010-02-17T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:34:00.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>bloggy remedy</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling 50% better today~&lt;br /&gt;It feels better just to say it out loud (i mean, out loud in this blog..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;I managed to complete half of my kerja-kerja tempe (dah jadi tempe sbb lame sangat peram).&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely a therapy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, nak sambung keje lagi. Daaa~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-2931815479817173802?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2931815479817173802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=2931815479817173802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2931815479817173802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2931815479817173802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/02/bloggy-remedy.html' title='bloggy remedy'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6813085572478032687</id><published>2010-02-16T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:59:48.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>I can't change the world, but the world can change me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alrightspanner.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-dont-know-what-to-do-with-myself.html"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438854130879374882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S3qxBAg7JiI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LPk-uLIlfK0/s320/bored_frustrated_pink-41.gif" /&gt;~source~ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minggu ini dan minggu lepas sangat panas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rumah aku ni salu pasang kipas speed 2 aje,la ni kalo boleh nak pasang speed 5..tapi terbang plak apartment ni nanti..huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila aku cek suhu di internet, 30 darjah, tapi kulit dan peluh aku kata: beda'ah la..30 darjah..basah baju mase tido bawah kipas pun..tapi sebenarnya panas ni cuma masalah kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sebenarnya dihimpit rasa KECEWA. It's complicated. bukan pasal cintan tapi lebih kepada soal hidup. aku nak kecewa ini pergi jauh...sebab yang aku carik sekarang ialah harapan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak sesuai aku ceritakan di sini mengapa aku rasa kecewa, cuma perasaan ni membuat aku tidak mahu bergerak. tersangkut. kerja di pejabat banyak yang terganggu kerana aku tidak boleh fokus. aku tahu aku patut keluar dari masalah ini, tapi ketahuilah bahawa aku sedang berusaha sedaya upaya..USAHA!!! Arrghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKTIVITI aku hari ini: tidur, bangun, masak, makan, pikir kena buat keje yg tertangguh, detour, tidur lagi bagus, bangun, solat, menung, makan, menung..solat, buat lawak sengal dgn adik2, kerah adik2 bersiap untuk hantar balik asrama, drive, minum SLURPEE sbb hari sangat panas, drop adik2, singgah beli nasik ayam, balik, solat, makan, tengok tv, pikir nak siapkan keje tertangguh, detour, sign ini blogger.com dan buat posting ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape nak jadi dengan aku ni..?? ni masalah patah hati ke apa..?? yeah you can still see me smiling, but that is just the surface. I need strength just to get through this. Anybody care to lend a hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i need to let go, redha..&lt;br /&gt;But let time healssss...&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu Tuhan uji hamba yang dia sayang, so Dia sayang aku..huhu..tolong aku Tuhan, hambaMu ini terasa amat lemah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6813085572478032687?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6813085572478032687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6813085572478032687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6813085572478032687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6813085572478032687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-cant-change-world-but-world-can.html' title='I can&apos;t change the world, but the world can change me'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S3qxBAg7JiI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LPk-uLIlfK0/s72-c/bored_frustrated_pink-41.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1678913152329071635</id><published>2010-01-12T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T00:16:05.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't go back now!</title><content type='html'>A beautiful song i heard in a movie entitled Adam. A love story between a girl with an Aspergers' syndrome guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is Aspergers' syndrome? &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/brain/autism/mental-health-aspergers-syndrome"&gt;click here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asperger's syndrome, also called Asperger's disorder, is a type of pervasive development disorder (PDD). PDDs are a group of conditions that involve delays in the development of many basic skills, most notably the ability to socialize with others, to communicate, and to use imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Although Asperger's syndrome is similar in some ways to autism -- another, more severe type of PDD -- there are some important differences. Children with Asperger's syndrome typically function better than do those with autism. In addition, children with Asperger's syndrome generally have normal intelligence and near-normal language development, although they may develop problems communicating as they get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JscAwVu2QI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JscAwVu2QI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday when you were young&lt;br /&gt;Everything you needed done was done for you&lt;br /&gt;Now you do it on your own&lt;br /&gt;But you find you're all alone, what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me walk on, walk on, walk on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't go back now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there will be days&lt;br /&gt;When you're so tired&lt;br /&gt;That you can't take another step&lt;br /&gt;The night will have no stars&lt;br /&gt;And you'll think you've gone as far&lt;br /&gt;As you will ever get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me walk on, walk on, walk on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't go back now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, yeah, you go where you want to go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, be what you want to be&lt;br /&gt;If you ever turn around, you'll see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't really say&lt;br /&gt;Why everybody wishes they were somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, the only steps that matter&lt;br /&gt;Are the ones you take all by yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me walk on, walk on, walk on&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you and me walk on, walk on, walk on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't go back now&lt;br /&gt;Walk on, walk on, walk on&lt;br /&gt;You can't go back now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1678913152329071635?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1678913152329071635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1678913152329071635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1678913152329071635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1678913152329071635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-cant-go-back-now.html' title='You can&apos;t go back now!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-355401207101320522</id><published>2010-01-11T11:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:26:50.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><title type='text'>Mataku kurang dua!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425323922423668930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S0qfXON94MI/AAAAAAAAAgk/PUd_a8Y9PlA/s320/DSC00593.JPG" /&gt; I was ^^here^^ last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Where is this place..?? this is Avillion Admiral Cove Hotel, Port Dickson. Such a nice place, good food, good hospitality. but I love the swimming pool the most! coz I've perfected my skills of swimming there..previously i was a lousy swimmer..thanks to Dr. Jamil and the gang for inviting two swimming instructors..we had 3 two-hour sessions..they taught us free-style &amp;amp; breast stroke..so i am happy that i managed to learn both of it. Next two weeks we'll be heading to Kenyir lake..so it is time to practice :P&lt;br /&gt;owh. i forgot to tell this. I broke my glasses last week. I was partially blind for a few days ahahaha!! I wore my sunglass day and nite, and my colleagues called me JLo..LOL!! I even can't differentiate between meet slices and kuew tiao goreng..aiyak..so that was it, i went to the nearest town and bought myself a pair of contact lens. FYI, it has been more than five years since the last time i wear any contact lens. I am so comfortable with my so called other pair of eyes --spek--So i took some photos, in case i need to make a comparison for the years to come.hehee.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425410982651743458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S0ruiy11zOI/AAAAAAAAAg0/-whrflcZiTc/s320/Photo+0174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S0qcAHhnO6I/AAAAAAAAAgc/ey28iZXpBqo/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425320226955148194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S0qcAHhnO6I/AAAAAAAAAgc/ey28iZXpBqo/s320/DSC00622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S0qb_iF-X2I/AAAAAAAAAgM/vlFj3mOa_r4/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425320216907112290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S0qb_iF-X2I/AAAAAAAAAgM/vlFj3mOa_r4/s320/DSC00619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p/s: susah btol nak lipat tudung!! OMG EYEBAGSSS reveiled..plus i look so motherly laaa, lost my funkiness..ewaaahhhh.....cheriossss...nnt hapdet lagi! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-355401207101320522?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/355401207101320522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=355401207101320522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/355401207101320522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/355401207101320522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/01/mataku-kurang-dua.html' title='Mataku kurang dua!!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/S0qfXON94MI/AAAAAAAAAgk/PUd_a8Y9PlA/s72-c/DSC00593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1814975085092966807</id><published>2010-01-10T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:29:24.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><title type='text'>Year End Hopping</title><content type='html'>Happy belated New Year everybody. I have been so busy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about the shopping spreeeeeeee but i wanna tell where where i have been hopping since mid a November..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Bangalore-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Rompin-Kluang-Segamat-Gunung Ledang-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Seremban-Muadzam Syah-Seremban-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Alor Star- Yan-Penang-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Cheras-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Kuching-Miri-Niah-Miri-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Port Dickson-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Jerangau-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-INTAN-Bangi (every wednesday for the next 9 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;Bangi-Kuala Terengganu-Jerangau-Tasik Kenyir-Bangi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on n on...huhuhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1814975085092966807?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1814975085092966807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1814975085092966807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1814975085092966807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1814975085092966807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-end-hopping.html' title='Year End Hopping'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4893197498251672385</id><published>2009-12-07T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:27:15.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>Aku Emo hari ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.artinthepicture.com/blog/?p=184"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412485712395139202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sx0DFC8weII/AAAAAAAAAfs/8i4PehlqvnA/s320/emotional.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perjalanan hari ini:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ini aku tak berapa sehat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastu kawan aku datang dari jauh datang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi aku decide untuk declare hari ini sebagai hari cuti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sebab aku mmg tak berapa nak ade mood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Batuk terok aaarr..sakit kepala batuk kuat sangat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maka..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berrtemulah 3 sahabat yang sudah lama tidak bertemu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sembang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rindu btol aku kat minah sebelah aku ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perut die makin membuyung membawak anak pertama beliau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi tak puas la jumpe minah ni. Bile plak nak jumpa lagi ye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mamat depan aku ni makin sehat la..Kata minah sebelah aku la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pun same. Sihat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku rindu gak kat mamat depan aku ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da lama tak sembang "bodo-bodo" dengan die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi hari ni die serius la..takut aku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akhirnya 'terpaksa' sembang pasal keje. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bosan btol..siang malam pikir &amp;amp; sembang pasal keje..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mamat ni asik tanya aku nak g mane lagi pasni??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maklumla aku ni salu mengembara (kununnya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da jadi timbalan pengarah ke? Bile aku explain, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;die simpulkan aku sebagai kuli serba boleh...very smart..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jawapan yang kalau boleh aku nak jawab:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;AKu kuli serba tak boleh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku penat, kalau boleh aku nak semua ni berhenti kejap..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sebab aku rasa seperti aku kehilangan sesuatu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku nak berhentikan mase supaya aku boleh caik apa yang hilang tu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Atau...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boleh tak aku nak jadi suri rumah. tapi suri rumah siapa kan?? hahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(tapi semua jawapan ni terbelenggu dalam kepala aja)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin hidup ini rasa agak kacau bilau kerana sudah tiba masa untuk dinding uterus ku gugur bulan ini..aiyakkk hormon..hormon...tolong jangan buat aku begini..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jam menunjukkan kol5, serba salah nak balik, malas nak berasak-asak dalam kesesakan lalu lintas. ditambah pula hasutan rakan2 supaya aku pegi shopping..Aku plak takde mood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi aku masuk kereta, caik jalan keluar, dan terus buat keputusan untuk ke masjid. Dari masjid itu aku boleh lihat shopping place yang 'sepatutnya' aku pegi tadi. Aku tenang di sini. Jadi ini keputusan yang betul. Tempat terbaik untuk aku caik ketenangan dalam jiwa kacau bulan ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masjid ini sunyi. Tiada sesiapa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku solat dan baca Quran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hati aku merintih sedih tapi tiada sepatah pun yang terucap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi Yang Maha Mendengar pasti telah mendengar segala yang terbuku di hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itu sudah cukup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sesudah maghrib berjemaah, hujan turun lebat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku teruskan juga perjalanan pulang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di dalam kereta aku dengar lagu ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inilah rintihan hati aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beza aku yang dulu dan sekarang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Banyak lalai..huk huk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Tuhan, jangan biar aku hanyut..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natijah hidup hari ini mungkin kerana kelalaian aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dari mengingatiMu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masukkan aku dalam senarai K.I.V. Mu..huhuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;************ &lt;div&gt;Sejenak .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ku imbasi kembali &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erti pelayaran usiaku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ke timur ke barat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunia akhirat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Segalanya .. Ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di tengah hangatnya kejahilan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Membakar hangus keimanan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan aku hanyut &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiada berpaut &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Layu sudah pedoman diriku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini bersendiri &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ku meniti hari &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ke kanan ke kiri &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ku menilai kembali&lt;br /&gt;Jalan ku lalui &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dosa yang telah pergi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walau tanpa ku sedari &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Air mata membasahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terasakan ... terbuka &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kunci pintu hatiku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Timbullah ketenangan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;di jiwa yang keliru &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terurai kekusutan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Membaralah cinta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milik-Mu Yang Esa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamanya...&lt;br /&gt;Pada-Mu selamanya .. oh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamanya... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4893197498251672385?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4893197498251672385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4893197498251672385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4893197498251672385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4893197498251672385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/12/aku-emo-hari-ini.html' title='Aku Emo hari ini'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sx0DFC8weII/AAAAAAAAAfs/8i4PehlqvnA/s72-c/emotional.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1524659829433724383</id><published>2009-12-06T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:38:02.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><title type='text'>I'm not very lucky in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sxu6YB4EcHI/AAAAAAAAAfk/TOajqOUE3rQ/s1600-h/ana_raffali_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412124299199017074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sxu6YB4EcHI/AAAAAAAAAfk/TOajqOUE3rQ/s320/ana_raffali_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya suka bunyi gitar&lt;br /&gt;Saya selalu berangan saya pandai bermain gitar&lt;br /&gt;Saya suka ayat-ayat indah&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saya tidak berangan untuk jadi puitis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gadis yang seorang ini punya kedua-duanya&lt;br /&gt;Gitar, ayat-ayat indah dan suara yang enak sebagai bonus.&lt;br /&gt;Siapa dia, dialah Ana Raffali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hujan Bunga di Kuala Lumpur&lt;/strong&gt;, lagu yang semakin diterima dan sering kedengaran di corong-corong radio (ade lagi ke radio bercorong nih :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liriknya indah..saya petik dari blog Cik Ana Raffali. &lt;a href="http://anaraffali.blogspot.com/2009/07/lirik-hujan-bunga-di-kuala-lumpur-hbkl.html"&gt;Boleh klik sini juga&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Meh layan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ramalan kaji cuaca kata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku kan jatuh cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tapi tak pula beritahu dengan siapa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lalu hari ini ku berlari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mencari-cari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si dia yang bakal miliki hati ini.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mungkin dia ada disitu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tersenyum padaku,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun malu-malu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hujan bunga di Kuala Lumpur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kini sudah tiada masa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;untuk mencari payung&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;berteduh kita bawah surat khabar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lalu terbaca berita kata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hujan ini tak akan reda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ikut rasa ingin sahaja&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku hampirinya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tapi ku takut apa pula kata semua.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bukan senang untukku meluangkan masa ini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sekadar peluang mengisi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ruang kosong hati.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mungkin dia ada disitu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tersenyum padaku,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun malu-malu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hujan bunga di Kuala Lumpur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kini sudah tiada masa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;untuk mencari payung&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;berteduh kita bawah surat khabar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lalu terbaca berita kata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hujan ini tak akan reda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lagu dan lirik oleh Ana Raffali (© 2007 anaraffali muzik ent.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1524659829433724383?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1524659829433724383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1524659829433724383&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1524659829433724383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1524659829433724383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/12/hujan-bunga.html' title='I&apos;m not very lucky in love'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sxu6YB4EcHI/AAAAAAAAAfk/TOajqOUE3rQ/s72-c/ana_raffali_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8681389578568560818</id><published>2009-11-26T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:49:10.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>12 for 180</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sw4E_JvPi5I/AAAAAAAAAfc/sbpAD-EJpiA/s1600/PB260248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408265685510884242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sw4E_JvPi5I/AAAAAAAAAfc/sbpAD-EJpiA/s400/PB260248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Paulo Coelho&lt;/em&gt;-my latest favorite author.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm a slow reader. I think his creations suit me well, as it needs concentration to understand hiss hidden messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just started with The Alchemist (orang lain dh berzaman baca, aku baru nak baca. hehe..pedulikan, better to be late than never..hehe) i'm looking forward to continue with the other books. So, I went to Bangalore, India and found this series of books at the airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hold the box for 15 minutes just to make the calculation..foreign exchange conversion.. $&amp;amp;%@* very bad with maths..having 2nd thoughts and finally made decided to take it home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very Cheap meeehhh..RM15 for each book (average). I bought the 1st book-The Alchemist- for RM34.90. See the differences? If you notice, the new set also comes with The Alchemist but who cares...hahahah!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe i should initiate a book club..hmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8681389578568560818?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8681389578568560818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8681389578568560818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8681389578568560818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8681389578568560818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/11/12-for-180.html' title='12 for 180'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sw4E_JvPi5I/AAAAAAAAAfc/sbpAD-EJpiA/s72-c/PB260248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4779976466583466094</id><published>2009-11-26T11:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:50:54.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><title type='text'>Mix and match!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408246518855152898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sw3zjgYatQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IcGbyCZYPNo/s400/Photo+0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 2009&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lawa kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baju kurung dengan kasut boot..(leather ok) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ni gara gara pinggang 'jam' seminggu. nasib baik tak pakai selipar jepun kan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408259393437388146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sw3_Q58BTXI/AAAAAAAAAfU/P0bEcBou4Oo/s400/PB260247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 2009 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Same dress, different shoe. wedges to be exact (leather still..my fave)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ni masa pinggang dah OK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kesimpulannya jaga pinggang anda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Berhati-hati ketika mengangkat pokok &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yang beratnya berpuluh kilo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jangan perasan anda BADANG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4779976466583466094?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4779976466583466094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4779976466583466094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4779976466583466094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4779976466583466094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/11/mix-and-match.html' title='Mix and match!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sw3zjgYatQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IcGbyCZYPNo/s72-c/Photo+0060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-7646195238481494386</id><published>2009-11-26T10:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:06:34.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>The So-called-Daur-Ulang-Kitar-Semula-Recycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning, on my way to canteen i saw three colourful objects..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these three objects made me happy and proud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408239233776633810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sw3s7dWWR9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/WX9AMUmyPdY/s400/Photo+0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PROPER RECYCLE BIN in MARDI..at last..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But i wonder if only these 3 bins are going to support the whole institute..(hahaha!!) or not.. i hope not. I will look around to find the others.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, early this year I made an effort through our centre's Charity Club to initiate the recycle bin and activities. But it was not well received due to $$$ issues.. but since these colourful bins are already inside..maybe i can voice it out again.. as in "&lt;em&gt;Saya dah nampak kat TS ada tong tu..so apa kata kita pun adakan juga..beli sendiri atau minta dari pengurusan&lt;/em&gt;.." People know that these recycle item will generate income. full stop. that's it. i wish they know that every effort they make will contributes to better environment &amp;amp; saving mother earth beside of 'generating income'. well, it is not easy to give awareness to people..environment awareness especially..but let's not give up! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-7646195238481494386?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7646195238481494386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=7646195238481494386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7646195238481494386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7646195238481494386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-called-daur-ulang-kitar-semula.html' title='The So-called-Daur-Ulang-Kitar-Semula-Recycle'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/Sw3s7dWWR9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/WX9AMUmyPdY/s72-c/Photo+0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6931079643670374216</id><published>2009-11-21T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:34:37.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Maghrib</title><content type='html'>Semalam aku pulang lewat kerana mesyuarat tamat jam 6 petang. Kemas bilik, solat dan sebagainya...aku keluar dari pejabat jam 6.40 petang. Tetiba teringat kain baju di dobi belum diambil..YA aku hantar baju kat dobi sebab sekarang musim hujan dan aku pantang betul kain baju aku bau masam sebab tak kering, plus aku baru balik out station jadi laundry memang sudah luar biasa banyak..hehehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba di Dobi, azan berkumandang..aku teruskan niat aku nak mengambil pakaian..&lt;br /&gt;sambil menunggu pekerja tu mengembalikan duit baki bayaran (7kg=RM14..not bad haa..murah la) datang seorang jejaka..berkain pelekat dan sejadah di bahu, dia juga singgah sebentar di dobi..menanti pekerja dobi itu..&lt;br /&gt;aku lihat wajahnya..terus tertawan..ewah..serius..betul ni..sejuk mata memandang..wajahnya masih basah dengan wudhu'.. dia bicara bahasa Indonesia. selesai urusanku dan urusannya, kami bawa haluan masing-masing..Semoga dia dirahmati..who ever you are.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6931079643670374216?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6931079643670374216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6931079643670374216&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6931079643670374216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6931079643670374216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/11/maghrib.html' title='Maghrib'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-467301626483343690</id><published>2009-11-21T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:26:27.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Perasanggg!!</title><content type='html'>Semalam aku perasan cantik sebab ramai betul puji aku putih..&lt;br /&gt;Semalam aku juga dikatakan kurus..(geli hati aarr..) mungkinkah kerana aku menggayakan&lt;br /&gt;baju yang sedikit berbeza..warnanya juga kot..&lt;br /&gt;Ye aku tahu selalu aku hitam sebab selalu main tengah panas..&lt;br /&gt;Muka lebam aje..seminggu dua ni aku banyak 'berteduh'..&lt;br /&gt;Ketahuilah sebenarnya aku putih..hahahaha..jangan tertipu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: biar muka hitam, jangan HATI HITAM..huhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-467301626483343690?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/467301626483343690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=467301626483343690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/467301626483343690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/467301626483343690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/11/perasanggg.html' title='Perasanggg!!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3496257204178772095</id><published>2009-11-06T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:56:34.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe(s)'/><title type='text'>To-Die-For Muffin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SvRTferHvuI/AAAAAAAAAes/_O00ASDulcM/s1600-h/n620238702_1270204_2555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SvRTferHvuI/AAAAAAAAAes/_O00ASDulcM/s400/n620238702_1270204_2555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401033653399043810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MissHaq's Mocha Muffin with choc chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kidding. This is the original name for this recipe. &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/to-die-for-blueberry-muffins/detail.aspx"&gt;Tak caye??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did some modification since it's originally a blueberry muffin. BUT where got fresh blueberry in Malaysia..??? (some said you can get it at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cold storage&lt;/span&gt; but where got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cold storage&lt;/span&gt; in Bangi??). Jadi untuk tidak menghampakan diri sendiri dan peminat muffin semua..recipe ini didatangkan dalam sukatan yang amat sesuai untuk selera semua (eg coklat, orange, coffee, etc..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The muffin: (mixture A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;b. 3/4 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;c. 1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;d. 2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;e. 1/3 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;f. 1 egg&lt;br /&gt;g. 1/3 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;h. 1 cup fresh blueberries (Note: it can also be replaced with choc chips, almond, walnut, straberries, marmalade, anything you wish~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The crumb topping: (mixture B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i. 1/2 cup brown/white sugar&lt;br /&gt;j. 1/3 cup all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;k. 1/4 cup butter, cubed&lt;br /&gt;l. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; 1/2 teaspoons ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;                     Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C). Grease muffin cups or line with muffin liners.                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Make Muffin:&lt;/span&gt; Combine 1 1/2 cups flour, 3/4 cup sugar, salt and baking powder. Place vegetable oil into a 1 cup measuring cup; add the egg and enough milk to fill the cup. Mix this with flour mixture. Fold in blueberries. Fill muffin cups right to the top, and sprinkle with crumb topping mixture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Make Crumb Topping&lt;/span&gt;: Mix together 1/2 cup sugar, 1/3 cup flour, 1/4 cup butter, and 1 1/2 teaspoons cinnamon. Mix with fork, and sprinkle over muffins before baking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;                     Bake for 20 to 25 minutes in the preheated oven, or until done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT MENCUBA-KOLAY GELSIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3496257204178772095?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3496257204178772095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3496257204178772095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-6821397305347570063</id><published>2009-11-05T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:30:30.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SvIcGD54igI/AAAAAAAAAek/8jG9KBUxYsc/s1600-h/bday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SvIcGD54igI/AAAAAAAAAek/8jG9KBUxYsc/s400/bday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400409793623525890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today is my birthday!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-6821397305347570063?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6821397305347570063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=6821397305347570063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6821397305347570063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/6821397305347570063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-is-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SvIcGD54igI/AAAAAAAAAek/8jG9KBUxYsc/s72-c/bday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4158589510892100568</id><published>2009-10-26T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:41:21.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkiye'/><title type='text'>Sedapnya ABC~!</title><content type='html'>Saje nak abadikan video clip ni dalam Sacrosanct..sebab saya sangat suke..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Teringat pula masa di Erzurum..teringin nak buat aksi yang same cam VC ni tapi tak buat pun sebab berjenis-jenis kacang, kacang merah, buah pala, buah nipah, jagung..ais krim~~~SEMUA TAK ADA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;paham ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maksud saya...pergi tempat menarik tapi kalo takde kawan nak main bersama..mane enjoy..hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUYiz2z6F58&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUYiz2z6F58&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4158589510892100568?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4158589510892100568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4158589510892100568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4158589510892100568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4158589510892100568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/10/sedapnya-abc.html' title='Sedapnya ABC~!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4265586120244512323</id><published>2009-10-26T08:37:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:24:35.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Atuk pegi Kebun (II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sambungan kepada entry &lt;a href="http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/10/atok-pegi-kebun-i.html"&gt;sebelumnya.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi keesokkan harinya, aku bangun lewat..aku tak sihat..batuk selsema demam skit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aku singgah di rumah Wanchu just to catch up with the latest news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sebenarnya, Pak Yeop berlanggar dengan sebuah Mercedes Benz yang dipandu laju. Arwah dikatakan cuba sedang keluar dari persimpangan simpang empat..keadaan jenazah yang rentung menyebabkan ramai yang masih tidak menerimanya..van rusa Pak Yeop dikatakan dihentam kuat dibahagian pemandu, terseret dan berguling2 kemudian terbakar..Mercedes juga terbakar tetapi semua mangsa berjaya menyelamatkan diri walaupun tercedera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396716987515120690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 430px; height: 239px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SuT9gdInrDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/etSegz0Mz7w/s400/pakyob+article+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396716996723222610" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 432px; height: 275px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SuT9g_cAKFI/AAAAAAAAAec/6jAt81GCilU/s400/pakyob+article+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pemergiannya secara tiba-tiba begitu terasa..Orang yang sihat juga akan dijemput pergi jika sudah tiba masanya. Sudah tersurat di Luh Mahfuz segala yang telah ditetapkan untuk kita sebelum kita dilahirkan..persoalannya ialah BILA.. banyak pengajaran tentang hidup dan mati yang aku dapat... Semoga Ruh Pak Yeop diangkat Allah di kalangan hamba-hamba yang diredhaiNya..bersemadilah dengan tenang di sana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sesungguhnya orang yang paling bijak di antara kamu ialah orang yang sentiasa mengingati mati.." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wallahu Aa'lam..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4265586120244512323?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4265586120244512323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4265586120244512323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4265586120244512323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4265586120244512323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/10/atuk-pegi-kebun-ii.html' title='Atuk pegi Kebun (II)'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SuT9gdInrDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/etSegz0Mz7w/s72-c/pakyob+article+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-2376201773312971919</id><published>2009-10-25T22:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:27:36.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Atok pegi Kebun (I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;22 Oktober 2009&lt;/strong&gt;, telah mencatatkan satu tragedi hitam dalam keluarga kami.&lt;br /&gt;Jam 5.15 petang, aku telah terima berita mengatakan Pak Yeop (my eldest uncle cum my mum's eldest brother) telah dijemput ke Rahmatullah. Berita pemergiannya sahaja telah mengejutkan semua kerana Arwah dikatakan terlibat di dalam kemalangan.&lt;br /&gt;Aku terima kejutan tersebut dan terus terlintas bagaimana mak aku nk terima berita ni..dengan sejarah strok yang sedia ada..aku panik, aku kerah adik-adik seme jejak di mana Ummi berada. Hampir sejam kemudian baru kami dapat menjejaki ibu, risau kami dibuatnya, khuatir ibu sedang memandu dan menjadi longlai setelah menerima berita tu. Mujur Ummi bijak menangani rasa longlainya dengan memendekkan perjalanan asal ke Bangi dengan menuju ke rumah abangnya di Cheras. Kami larang dia memandu lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Dok situ Ummi, jangan pegi mana-mana..Nanti Maya or Fiki datang ambik.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Maya...(Ummi nanges tersedu2..) Pak Yeop meninggal dalam kebakaran..accident, van dia terbakar, dia masih dalam van...api marak.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terasa waktu terhenti seketika...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekitar 6.30pm, aku tiba di rumah, cuba menyelaras bagaimana nak handle situasi ni, aku kat Bangi, mak kat Cheras, ayah kat subang, adik kat UM..aduhh..&lt;br /&gt;Dapat pula maklumat terkini, mereka sepakat nak kebumikan jenazah a.s.a.p bermakna pada malam itu juga..ini bermakna kena pulang ke kampung dengan segera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi aku buat panggilan telefon yang sepatutnya dan akhirnya kami berkumpul di Cheras, dan kami konvoi 2 kereta (keluarga aku dan keluarga pakcik aku)..setelah azan isyak kami pun bertolak..perjalanan ke kampung terasa dekat pada malam tu..&lt;br /&gt;tiba di tempat kejadian, kami dapat lihat peninggalan tragedi hitam tu..semua tergamam..&lt;br /&gt;Senyap..&lt;br /&gt;jam 12.45 pagi kami tiba di Tanah Perkuburan Lubok Kawah, Lenggong..&lt;br /&gt;dalam suasana suram, gelap gelita kami pimpin ibu..die kelihatan tenang..&lt;br /&gt;Jenazah telah selamat dikebumikan, kami tiba ketika jemaah mula membaca talqin.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tarik nafas panjang, air mata turun menderu...tak dapat ditahan lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Astaghfirullah..astaghfirullah..Allahummaghfir lahu, warhamhu, wa 'afihi wa'fu anhu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tak sangka aku akan mengunjungi tempat ini lagi, kali terakhir pada 10 bulan yang lalu setelah pemergian opah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ya Allah..sesungguhnya MATI itu pasti..ampunilah aku..Ya Allah, ampunilah aku.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;makin deras air mata ni...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka bersemadilah jenazah Pak Yeop di sebelah Bondanya..Selesai semuanya, kami pulang...menyampaikan rasa takziah kepada Wan Yong, balu Pak Yeop.&lt;br /&gt;Banyak tangisan..banyak tangisan pada malam itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bersambung...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-2376201773312971919?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2376201773312971919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=2376201773312971919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2376201773312971919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/2376201773312971919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/10/atok-pegi-kebun-i.html' title='Atok pegi Kebun (I)'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-1581515479953512615</id><published>2009-10-20T11:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:28:46.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Expecting the expected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Semalam dan kelmarin saya terima berita gembira!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kawan-kawan baik saya mengandung...they are expecting!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so happy for them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394518130232256386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/St0tqHbl54I/AAAAAAAAAdU/iWKkBAtx7-w/s400/asian20baby20laughingkx3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puan F akan mendapat anak kedua, Puan R pula menantikan anak sulung mereka...&lt;br /&gt;Terharu saya kerana mereka sudi berkongsi berita gembira ini dengan saya..telefon dari jauh, ber'facebook' jam 7.30 pagi nk btau berita baik..thanks ladies, your thoughts really matters to me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namun dalam senyuman, jauh di sudut hati ni, terfikir bila giliran aku pula..ermm..soklan yang Tuhan sahaja tahu jawapannya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..to my beautiful-gorgeous-sexy-mothers-to-be.. have a happy meaningful 9 months..&lt;br /&gt;Semoga sentiasa diberkati Tuhan..rezeki tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Maya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ende Maya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-1581515479953512615?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1581515479953512615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=1581515479953512615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1581515479953512615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/1581515479953512615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/10/berita-gembira.html' title='Expecting the expected'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/St0tqHbl54I/AAAAAAAAAdU/iWKkBAtx7-w/s72-c/asian20baby20laughingkx3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4705113533337485267</id><published>2009-10-20T10:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:12:01.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>OLD junks..</title><content type='html'>Semalam saya dengan rasminya telah membongkar luggage TURKI yang tersadai di tepi pintu selama dua bulan...jadi saya ambil kesempatan sama mengemas, buang semua barang2 elok/tak elok untuk memberi sedikit kelapangan di ruang yang semakin sempit. saya bukan buang semata, yang elok mungkin donate pada yang memerlukan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pun kumpulkan barang2 dekat dengan pintu depan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak saya sekarang ni ada pe'el suke geladah balik apa yang saya nak buang..&lt;br /&gt;aiseeyyy..die suke saring balik, and sometime amek..&lt;br /&gt;dulu die marah bapak saya buat begitu sekarang die plak buat..(HAHAHAHA!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam saya buang kain2 perca yang belum sempat menjadi baju...die boleh korek and amek semula sambil berkata.."isshhh...buang plak..projek (menjahit) belum siap.." actually saya buang sbb projek2 tu &lt;strong&gt;insyaAllah akan tergendala lagi setahun &lt;/strong&gt;sebab mak saya sangat bz dengan bisnesnya. dan ada baiknya die beli je la baju yang die nak takyah nak jahit2 lagi...saya try gak caik mane die sorok kain2 perca tu ( degil nak buang jugak :P) tapi tak jumpe..takpe hari ni nak cuba caik lagi..hehehe (gelak jahat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/St0pkbaqJII/AAAAAAAAAdM/abCS80tw5R4/s1600-h/group_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394513634471322754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/St0pkbaqJII/AAAAAAAAAdM/abCS80tw5R4/s400/group_11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummi oh ummi..ummi tak ubah macam watak ni.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4705113533337485267?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4705113533337485267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4705113533337485267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4705113533337485267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4705113533337485267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-junks.html' title='OLD junks..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/St0pkbaqJII/AAAAAAAAAdM/abCS80tw5R4/s72-c/group_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8275985165230951933</id><published>2009-10-17T10:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:13:35.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelogue'/><title type='text'>Kenyir Task Force</title><content type='html'>Aku baru balik dari Tasik Kenyir. Task force khas (6 hari) yang dipanggil untuk misi kali ini. Muka dah kembali gelap..(baru berangan nak putih balik hehehe..kulit ni sensitip btol dgn sinar matahari).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang aku penah cakap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"kalo nak tahu perangai sebenar seseorang, masuk hutan, panjat gunung dengan dia...masa-masa begini, di luar norma..kita akan dapat lihat perangai sebenar seseorang.."&lt;/blockquote&gt;ada benarnya. aku perhati banyak benda..amati banyak sikap. dan aku pasti ramai juga yang perhatikan aku..(kira adil la..hehehe) aku tak berselindung apa-apa. sehabis kudrat aku sumbangkan untuk meringankan beban kerja berkumpulan. aku cuba hargai setiap sumbangan rakan-rakan tidak kira kecil atau besar. bukan mudah untuk jadi tidak 'selfish' di saat-saat begitu, di sana kita akan mengenal mana sahabat, mana kawan. siapa tamak, siapa pemurah, siapa tak kesah. kita yang memerhati juga pasti ada banyak kekurangan..maka jadikanlah peringatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ahli task force kali ni memang superb..i am glad to have joined this group!! Good job everybody..so ringan tulang..that's the spirit~~~plus, i just noticed someone has a very sweet smile..senyum selalu ye..kerja yang berat pun terasa ringan..keh keh keh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I have always admire sweet smiles...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8275985165230951933?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8275985165230951933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8275985165230951933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8275985165230951933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8275985165230951933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/10/kenyir-task-force.html' title='Kenyir Task Force'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-4262837523713820709</id><published>2009-10-06T18:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T08:21:09.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkiye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelogue'/><title type='text'>Sandarkan pada..</title><content type='html'>Bile pikir-pikir balik, apasal plak nak sandarkan pada kenangan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lapo la..last day pose, pagi tadi mase meeting sedap btol bau nasik lemak &lt;s&gt;free&lt;/s&gt;  hari ini merupakan hari ke tujuh untuk pose 6 aku..hehehe..kenapa 7?? sbb ada satu hari tu pose tak sampai tahap kualiti ISO..hehehe..so tambah sehari nak sedapkan hati..semoga Allah menerima ibadah puasa kita semua kali ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni semangat nak cerita pasal sandaran..&lt;br /&gt;sandaran hati, sandaran hidup..&lt;br /&gt;pernah tak terdetik di hati kita kepada apa atau siapa kita sandarkan hidup kita? kadang-kadang kita jawab lain, tapi hati dan perbuatan kita tidak mencerminkan sedemikian rupa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau tanya pada aku, aku jawab aku sandarkan hidup ini pada Dia..Allah.&lt;br /&gt;tapi sejauh mana aku menyandarkan harapan, menyerah padaNya..semua itu kabur pada mulanya. Mulut menjawab Allah namun perbuatan reflects sebaliknya (semoga Dia ampunkan aku).&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa jadi begitu?&lt;br /&gt;kerana dalam kebanyakan masa, kita bersosial. kita dikelilingi manusia. pada ketika itu, di saat kita memerlukan kita pohon bantuan kawan2, ibu bapa, kaum keluarga..YA, memang kita sentiasa berdoa pada tuhan, tetapi sejauh mane kita sedar dan meminta, merayu padaNya dengan jiwa hamba agar dikurniakan permohonan kita..semestinya segala bantuan dan kehendak kita yang dipenuhi oleh manusia disekeliling kita adalah dengan izinNya, tapi bila ia berlaku secara terus menerus, lama kelamaan secara tidak sedar kita rasa manusia tu yg memenuhi kehendak kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teringat di saat-saat genting aku di Istanbul, SEORANG DIRI, tiada tiket untuk pulang ke tanah air..dikelilingi dengan manusia yang sentiasa ingin mengambil kesempatan sehingga aku  hampir-hampir kecundang..di saat itu, di saat tiada manusia sekeliling yang boleh dipercayai..di saat TERDESAK. Ya terdesak..apa apa pun boleh terjadi bila kita terdesak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan masih sayang aku.&lt;br /&gt;Aku 'hanyut' di kala sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;Jadi Dia bagi sikit badai dan gelora sebelum Dia selamatkan aku.&lt;br /&gt;Supaya aku INGAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/StkKmiqWYxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/rySvKwwLJ7s/s1600-h/Sultan_Ahmed_Mosque,_Istambul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/StkKmiqWYxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/rySvKwwLJ7s/s320/Sultan_Ahmed_Mosque,_Istambul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393353686008619794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/StkKmE6OGrI/AAAAAAAAAc0/2M5jIzT4cBo/s1600-h/800px-BlueMosqueCourtyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/StkKmE6OGrI/AAAAAAAAAc0/2M5jIzT4cBo/s320/800px-BlueMosqueCourtyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393353678022122162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/StkKln_7ceI/AAAAAAAAAcs/2LjwOCuxpW4/s1600-h/458px-SultanAhmetMosqueInterior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/StkKln_7ceI/AAAAAAAAAcs/2LjwOCuxpW4/s320/458px-SultanAhmetMosqueInterior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393353670261436898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKU juga INGAT Masjid Biru aka Masjid Sultan Ahmet.&lt;br /&gt;Masjid yang menyaksikan aku tersungkur, menangis teresak-esak, bersandar, tidur lena walaupun hati duka lara mengenangkan tindakan aku yang bersandarkan emosi. Semasa di Istanbul setiap hari aku ke sini kerana hanya di sini aku rasa selamat. Di masjid ini aku duduk dan beritahu diri aku yang segala apa yang terjadi adalah DENDA kerana aku buat Allah marah..masjid tua berusia lebih 400 tahun ini mengingatkan aku di saat tiada insan di sisi, Allah tu dekat dengan aku..mengajar dan mendidik aku yang tidak dapat lari daripada melakukan kesalahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi fikir-fikirkan...hidup ini sama sahaja buat semua orang. Yang membezakannya adalah bagaimana kita mencorakkannya dan bagaimana kita beri makna dalam setiap perkara yang kita lalui. TITIK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-4262837523713820709?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4262837523713820709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=4262837523713820709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4262837523713820709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/4262837523713820709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/10/sandarkan-pada.html' title='Sandarkan pada..'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/StkKmiqWYxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/rySvKwwLJ7s/s72-c/Sultan_Ahmed_Mosque,_Istambul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-8470854882369830348</id><published>2009-09-12T07:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:47:24.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>Sahur! Sahur!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;pagi tadi sekitar jam 4.45 pagi aku sedang &lt;s&gt;memerut&lt;/s&gt; bertafakur dalam bilik air.. telinga aku terdengar suatu bunyi yang asing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;tong tong tong!! tong tong tong!!&lt;br /&gt;(bunyi periuk diketuk2)&lt;br /&gt;Sahur!! Sahur Sahur!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong tong tong!! tong tong tong!!&lt;br /&gt;(bunyi baldi plak diketuk2)&lt;br /&gt;Sahur!! Sahur!! Sahur!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ni dari kecik sampai besar dok bandar, jadi sebelum ni aku tengok kat tv jer..mase cite "TAIN"..si tain naik basikal kejut orang kampung bersahur...terima kasih adik-adik..harap2 adik2 pas kejut orang sahur jangan "langgar" waktu subuh pulak ye..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: kalau ada yang mengejut untuk Qiamullail-"mari cari Lailatul Qadar"....lagiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii baguss...hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-8470854882369830348?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8470854882369830348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=8470854882369830348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8470854882369830348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/8470854882369830348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/09/sahur-sahur.html' title='Sahur! Sahur!'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-3870040401070567568</id><published>2009-08-27T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:44:50.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jengah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacro-think'/><title type='text'>sengal</title><content type='html'>Saya sayang blog saya TAPI...&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak sempat nak kemaskini blog saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya rasa entry saya sengal2 belaka sampai saya sendiri malas nak baca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOLEH TAK SAYA NAK DELETE JE SEMUA???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-3870040401070567568?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3870040401070567568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=3870040401070567568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3870040401070567568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/3870040401070567568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/08/sengal.html' title='sengal'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777414.post-7912654357626333014</id><published>2009-08-25T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T02:42:53.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkiye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelogue'/><title type='text'>My wishes for you</title><content type='html'>"Canim benim", "Tatli Maya" dan banyak lagi adalah nama timangan saya di Turki..&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulilah, saya takde masalah untuk buat orang di sana sukakan saya. Saya cuma perlu senyum..memadai..15 minit selepas itu pastu ada yang akan datang hampir sambil memanggil saya dengan nama-nama timangan saya..ada yang siap memberikan rantai yang tergantung di leher supaya saya tidak melupakan dia..sungguh terharu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canim benim = my darling, sayang..&lt;br /&gt;Tatli Maya = sweet Maya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan marah. bukan saya yang suruh, tidak juga meminta dipanggil begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all my darlings (canim benim)  in Turkey if you guys read this, these are my wishes for all of you..may Allah bless you always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SpLe0duWwAI/AAAAAAAAAck/-BatyZX-lTQ/s1600-h/canim+benim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SpLe0duWwAI/AAAAAAAAAck/-BatyZX-lTQ/s320/canim+benim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373602298320044034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Comfort&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on difficult days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Smiles&lt;/span&gt; when sadness intrudes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainbows&lt;/span&gt; to follow the clouds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Laughter&lt;/span&gt; to kiss your lips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunsets&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to warm your heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hugs&lt;/span&gt; when spirits sag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beauty &lt;/span&gt;for your eyes to see&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friendships&lt;/span&gt; to brighten your being&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt; so that you can believe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Confidence&lt;/span&gt; for when you doubt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Courage&lt;/span&gt; to know yourself &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Patience&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to accept the truth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; to complete your life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777414-7912654357626333014?l=misshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7912654357626333014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777414&amp;postID=7912654357626333014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7912654357626333014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777414/posts/default/7912654357626333014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misshaq.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-wish-for-you.html' title='My wishes for you'/><author><name>maYA IJau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01410296566425147088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/STVEU_B8CtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3sKYml01e1k/S220/DSC00043+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xSpDtifQw8/SpLe0duWwAI/AAAAAAAAAck/-BatyZX-lTQ/s72-c/canim+benim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
