it's time for shopping
the cool seawater
sandcastle
help..help..we're drowning
a pose before dinner
some kind of decoration at our villa
a pose before breakfast picnic
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Monday, February 19, 2007
GOA...GOA...
it's time for shoppingthe cool seawatersandcastlehelp..help..we're drowning
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
a poem from anonymous
SOMETIMES
When the World's not on your side
When the World's not on your side
You don't know where to run to...
You don't know where to hide...
You gaze at the stars in the sky
At the mountain so high...
Through the tears in your eyes
Looking for a reason...to replace what is gone
Just remember...remember
That you are never alone
Just reach into your heart
And see
God is always there!!!
Through sorrow and through grief
Through happiness and peace
You are never alone
Becoming Legal
A not-so-suprised face What a surprising and touching moment.It's my birthday and everyone was threwing a surprise birthday party for me.My first ever surprise birthday party.After 21 years of living,this is the first time someone planning a birthday party for me.What makes it sweeter is the next day I went to Taj Mahal,one of the Seven Wonders presently.Somehow I celebrated my 21st birthday (the day when people said you become 'legal') in Agra,India.Priceless moments.I remembered how a friend of mine envied me because my birthday fall during our trip to Golden Triangle (Delhi,Agra,Jaipur).I've got my 'present' already.SEEING TAJ MAHAL!!
Anyway,it's a really touching moment.I've cried at that time. Everything was arranged perfectly and I did not suspect any unusual.They tricked me to go to toilet so that they could preparing the event.For a minute,I felt really stupid but later when each one of them wishing my birthday,my tears started rolling down.I'm easily get touched.Feel like being appreciated.The musicians played the birthday song for me using the sitar (if I'm not mistaken). Although the cake was a bit terrible,I'm really grateful for those who planning all this. Unforgettable memories.The next day,which the real date of my birthday,our tour guide sang a birthday song in Hindi just for me (sorry guys,don't jealous)
One year older,one step wiser...Insha-Allah (may have a quality year onwards)
Why do we read Qur'an, even we cannot understand not even a single Arabic
An old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa wake up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Qur'an.
His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.
One day the grandson asked, "Grandpa, I try to read the Qur'an just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Qur'an do?"
The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, "Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water."
The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, "You'll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home.
Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.
The old man said, "I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough," and he went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house.
The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty.
Out of breath, he said, "See Grandpa, it's useless!"
"So you think it is useless?" The old man said, "Look at the basket."
The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out.
"Son, that's what happens when you read the Qur'an. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be change, inside and out. That is the work of Allah in our lives."
His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.
One day the grandson asked, "Grandpa, I try to read the Qur'an just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Qur'an do?"
The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, "Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water."
The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, "You'll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home.
Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.
The old man said, "I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough," and he went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house.
The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty.
Out of breath, he said, "See Grandpa, it's useless!"
"So you think it is useless?" The old man said, "Look at the basket."
The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out.
"Son, that's what happens when you read the Qur'an. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be change, inside and out. That is the work of Allah in our lives."
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Golden Triangle:'Pink' City
'PINK' CITY
pink ke bangunan ni? actually warna terracota baru betul
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pose menarik..boleh jadi model tak, huhu (^_^)
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sejuk...brrr...
Friday, February 2, 2007
Grateful
Grateful...many times we tend to forget Him when we get all that we want.Why it always happen? Is it difficult to express our gratitude to Him?When we want something,we asked for His help. When we had plan something,we want Him grant us everything we had planned.But when we already get what we want,we forget Him. We forget to show our gratitude.We come to Him when we need something.We come to Him when we feel helpless.We come to Him when feel depress.We come to Him when we think the world turn back on us. But He the Most Merciful never turn away from us.He always be there for us everyday,every moment,everytime we need Him.He needs not us but we always need Him.
Oh ALLAH,give us Your guidance.Show us the right pathway.May our faith become stronger day by day.May You grant us with Your bless.May we remember You wherever we go and in whatever we do.Put us among the people that you have blessed them before.Ameen.
Oh ALLAH,give us Your guidance.Show us the right pathway.May our faith become stronger day by day.May You grant us with Your bless.May we remember You wherever we go and in whatever we do.Put us among the people that you have blessed them before.Ameen.
Thursday, February 1, 2007
The End of Second Block
Tomorrow is the official day the ending of second block.Wow..I really couldn't believe that I have gone through the most challenging period in second block.Struggling with block exam makes me really tired and I am glad it almost over.And all praise to Allah for giving me strength to get through all this.How fortunate I am as all the topics that come out for the exam I have read carefully and give extra attention.I pray to Him,hoping that all the answers I have given followed the questions accordingly.After this...a month of holiday.Seeing most my friends packing their stuff to go back makes me envy.I miss my family so much.I wish I will be in Malaysia by next week but I have decided not to go back until this September.Another 6 months..it just too long.I miss Mid Valley,huhu.I'm missing the food...I miss everything about Malaysia.Time pass by so fast.I remembered the first time I arrived here,feeling homesick and wanted to go back at that time.It almost 6 months already.2 years left before I'm completing the Stage I in Manipal.2 years..time will pass so fast and you will not realize it.
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