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you are what you read</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5423321160176501521</id><published>2012-01-31T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:41:23.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hadith'/><title type='text'>Hadith 22 &amp; 23</title><content type='html'>Hadith 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan Menuju ke Syurga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Abdullah Jabir ibn Abdullah al-Ansarie r.a., (beliau meriwayatkan): Bahawa seorang lelaki telah bertanyakan Rasulullah SAW, dia berkata: "Bagaimana pandanganmu jika aku mendirikan sembahyang fardhu, aku berpuasa di bulan Ramadhan, aku menghalalkan perkara yang halal dan aku mengharamkan perkara yang haram. Aku tidak menambah apa apa lagi lebih daripada itu. Apakah aku akan masuk syurga?" Baginda bersabda: "Ya!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/-zgdeJRtJxbs/TydC2p40OeI/AAAAAAAAAws/EjMTE7pEhrc/s1600/Hadith+22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgdeJRtJxbs/TydC2p40OeI/AAAAAAAAAws/EjMTE7pEhrc/s640/Hadith+22.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hadith 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Himpunan Kebaikan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Malik al-Haris ibn 'Asim al-Asya'arie r.a. beliau berkata: Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda: "Kebersihan itu adalah sebahagian daripada iman. Ucapan zikir Alhamdulillah memenuhi neraca timbangan. Ucapan zikir Subhanallah dan Alhamdulillah kedua duanya memenuhi ruangan antara langit dan bumi. Sembahyang itu adalah cahaya. Sedekah itu adalah saksi. Sabar itu adalah sinaran. Al-Quran itu adalah hujah bagimu atau hujah ke atasmu. Setiap manusia keluar pada waktu pagi, ada yang menjual dirinya, ada yang memerdekakan dirinya, dan ada pula yang mencelakakan dirinya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/-XFKZ4yRIcJ0/TydETpv9sHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/VYItdZkkQbY/s1600/Hadith+23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFKZ4yRIcJ0/TydETpv9sHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/VYItdZkkQbY/s640/Hadith+23.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Penerangan Hadith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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/UwwVedqhIhY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UwwVedqhIhY&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/UwwVedqhIhY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadith 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; first&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing that is being emphasized in this hadith from Sheikh Ali Jumuah is the importance of not being arrogance because of our own a'mal. the man in this hadith asked Rasulullah SAW the minimum he can do &amp;nbsp; to enter jannah. Rasulullah SAW also emphasized that what most important is not the quantity of a'mal we are doing but the honesty that we put onto our a'mal. we may do a lot of additional than the obligatory a'mal but without honesty plus arrogance that we had *ana khairun minhu syndrome*, will make us fall to our own knee in the end. people who did this minimum a'mal with honesty and all his heart will enter jannah before us. Rasulullah SAW said in another hadith, "Exaggerators are doomed" and he forbids toughness and straying from sunnah, which we can review from the hadith 5 narrated by Aishah r.a.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt;, Rasulullah SAW highlighted the difference of haram and halal and also the limit of wara'. don't exaggerate and straying from the sunnah, be modest and do what you can do because we will get tired from doing a'mal and let us feel bored and sometimes, we lost the honesty of doing it. we feel tired but Allah did not feel tired, so do a'mal to what you can occupy. enjoy the lawful act and forbid yourselves from doing the unlawful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadith 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there are &lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; important things from this hadith that Rasulullah SAW told us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; one is, purity is half of the iman. in this hadith, Sheikh Ali Jumuah told us the importance of ablution. ablution is the weapon of the believer against himself, life, vanity and satan. if we have wudhu' all the time, we can pray any place when it's the call for prayer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; is, the remembrance of Allah can keep one heart at calm. 10 noble words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; is, prayer as light, charity erase the sins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; one is, everyone is a vendor. ask Allah for safety every time you go out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-5423321160176501521?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5423321160176501521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-22-23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5423321160176501521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5423321160176501521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-22-23.html' title='Hadith 22 &amp; 23'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgdeJRtJxbs/TydC2p40OeI/AAAAAAAAAws/EjMTE7pEhrc/s72-c/Hadith+22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1120780712633573081</id><published>2012-01-31T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:56:36.045-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute madness'/><title type='text'>Awesome Kawaii</title><content type='html'>i want to share with you some pictures from spreadsalam.com. it's super CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu0bVk2S_NA/TygKIYgchLI/AAAAAAAAAw8/7YFFhqPTWmw/s1600/395795_352214881463263_206490422702377_1330617_1191548226_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu0bVk2S_NA/TygKIYgchLI/AAAAAAAAAw8/7YFFhqPTWmw/s640/395795_352214881463263_206490422702377_1330617_1191548226_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*i like the sexy smile*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*but i know i have the kitty smile*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sila muntah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-yIfZyDcxhpI/TygKIvya8SI/AAAAAAAAAxE/9S67FezxgSk/s1600/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yIfZyDcxhpI/TygKIvya8SI/AAAAAAAAAxE/9S67FezxgSk/s640/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like this one the most..it just so &lt;i&gt;kawaii&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5O_0LF-DJt0/TygKJEXKcRI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ESVQ2dhCfJM/s1600/428870_350596651625086_206490422702377_1326013_1293171687_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="452" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5O_0LF-DJt0/TygKJEXKcRI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ESVQ2dhCfJM/s640/428870_350596651625086_206490422702377_1326013_1293171687_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is currently my laptop wallpaper..i love the caption, and the cat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;picture's source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SpreadSalam?ref=ts&amp;amp;sk=wall"&gt;spreadsalam.com/facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: why girls like cute things?cute accessories, and sometimes, cute laptop *like mine &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;oh my, please stop perasan la wani!&lt;/span&gt;, i know Dr. Carter like it, she asked me one day, "where's your cute pink laptop?"..LOL &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;perasan&lt;/span&gt;* or maybe cute pastel colors, cute blogs, cute&amp;nbsp;iPod&amp;nbsp;case *mine was brutal, ada tompok2 ciken pox*, cute dresses, cute bags..it is a lot easier to market those cute products to the girls, they will buy it! and the most important thing is...CUTE CAT and PUPPIES..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://chomelmedia.com/blog/"&gt;chomelmedia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has lots of cute cat pictures with funny caption! &amp;nbsp;i feel like promoting these 2 link from the beginning, well, good things have to be shared, right? *that's what girls do*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-1120780712633573081?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1120780712633573081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/awesome-kawaii.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1120780712633573081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1120780712633573081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/awesome-kawaii.html' title='Awesome Kawaii'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu0bVk2S_NA/TygKIYgchLI/AAAAAAAAAw8/7YFFhqPTWmw/s72-c/395795_352214881463263_206490422702377_1330617_1191548226_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-2488281960761448717</id><published>2012-01-29T16:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T16:21:42.367-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it feels like there is something that she can't let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rewind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the dark enveloped her tears and her sadness, and she bumped her face into her pillow. letting the tears wetting the pillow. prayers, hope, she had asked and she gave her all to Him to decide so her heart at least had a time to find its own beat again. to be truth, that was the first time she shut off the light for the night. she was afraid, yeah, afraid of darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rewind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she stepped on the fluffy white ground for the first time in her whole life. it was an&amp;nbsp;indescribable experience ever. happy, cold, excitement, all mixed up together and she walked her way to the class, and she saw....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today, the snow was too shy to show up. only debris of snow sometimes chilled the day. she was in her room, trapped by the chill, still. covering herself with the thick blanket she'd brought and used since her freshman day. she was the only one she guess, brought a set of comforter from malaysia. her mom was too worried she didn't get used to the cold and packed her an extra blanket and comforter. she miss her mom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rewind &amp;nbsp;*just a little bit this time*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was yesterday. she felt pity for her and she couldn't hold her tears when she called her other friends. several people showed up and she was glad, she was grateful as she saw her smiles. *her* was a strong girl. sis, she will always support you. al fatihah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rewind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she had promised herself to stay strong in becoming a good muslimah. she tried hard to be one of the good muslimah, but when it comes to the matter of the heart, she dropped herself to the knee and without knowing, she bleed herself. she wished, to stay stronger and became stronger...for herself. Islam is the state of becoming, and not the state of being. becoming a muslim is&amp;nbsp;continuously making yourself a muslim, but being a muslim making you stop once you feel enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;again, in this room. an empty heart, trying to build her mind and her soul. synchronized everything back in order. looking at the mirror..telling herself to keep awake and walk her life perfectly as what has been told in the Quran:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Surely with difficult is ease."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"With difficult is surely ease."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[94:5-6]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-2488281960761448717?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2488281960761448717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/random.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2488281960761448717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2488281960761448717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4729941675848914579</id><published>2012-01-28T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:07:38.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='istiqamah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hadith'/><title type='text'>Hadith 20 &amp; 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S9WSQ-lmgkc/TyP39GxZ1pI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Bp9oiNvpLD8/s1600/Hadis+20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S9WSQ-lmgkc/TyP39GxZ1pI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Bp9oiNvpLD8/s640/Hadis+20.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hadith 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sifat Malu dan Kelebihannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Mas'ud 'Uqbah ibn 'Amru al-Ansarie al-Badrie r.a. beliau berkata: Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda: "Sesungguhnya antara kata kata ungkapan kenabian terdahulu yang dapat diketahui dan dipetik oleh manusia ialah: Jika engkau tidak malu, maka lakukanlah apa sahaja yang engkau mahu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al-Bukhari)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HboKHgsQfyc/TyP3_fRFKvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/73bpWWMdMi8/s1600/Hadith+21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HboKHgsQfyc/TyP3_fRFKvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/73bpWWMdMi8/s640/Hadith+21.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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;Hadith 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beristiqamah dalam Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu 'Amru- atau digelar juga Abu 'Amrah- Sufian ibn Abdullah r.a. beliau berkata: "Aku berkata: Wahai Rasulullah! Ajarkan untukku dalam Islam suatu ucapan yang aku tidak perlu lagi bertanya kepada orang lain selainmu. Baginda bersabda: Ucapkanlah: Aku beriman kepada Allah. Kemudian hendaklah engkau beristiqamah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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/NU4Ieu-eiII/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NU4Ieu-eiII&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/NU4Ieu-eiII&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;modesty is the righteous manner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'modesty is division of faith'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'modesty is all good'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;modesty comes from Allah and from one self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;our society is lack of modesty toward Allah and that is why they are doing things that will anger Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Islam is like circle. If you placed your hand on one of its entries or one of its rulings and you perfected it, you would witness all of Islam becoming perfect to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-4729941675848914579?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4729941675848914579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-20-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4729941675848914579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4729941675848914579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-20-21.html' title='Hadith 20 &amp; 21'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S9WSQ-lmgkc/TyP39GxZ1pI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Bp9oiNvpLD8/s72-c/Hadis+20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8092298194982785284</id><published>2012-01-27T01:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:48:18.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niqab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hijab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Seeing Without Being Seen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6xjtMzNEtM/TyJBEmoKXkI/AAAAAAAAAwU/QpAbfWKHj0o/s1600/tumblr_lvbv1bxX0M1qb1lcbo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="466" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6xjtMzNEtM/TyJBEmoKXkI/AAAAAAAAAwU/QpAbfWKHj0o/s640/tumblr_lvbv1bxX0M1qb1lcbo1_1280.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;who says a niqabi can't play soccer?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*playing with her son, boleh try*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seeing without being seen is the ultimate power to dominate. it is a sense of being who you are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i knew a sister two years ago, but i never knew she is a niqabi. very well preserve, i am really impressed *ok, jeles jugak sikit, i am really proud of u..well done =)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been to Canada, RIS but haven't got a chance to meet her. just a few conversation from the facebook messages.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what is this piece of cloth really tells you? let's go back to the history, when the French wanted to take over Algeria. Yes, they succeeded. but, they were not satisfied. because the can't penetrate through the ladies who were wearing the hijab and niqab at that time. they were so frustrated with this seeing without being seen label. they were frustrated?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if one civilization is successful in replacing the hijab and niqab, we can say they are successful in penetrating their power. it is because, the hijab and the niqab represent the moral and value a society had, the resistance of the new power. they (the French) felt they were unsuccessful in conquering the resistance of these women. they felt&amp;nbsp;out power. they wanted really bad to throw the hijab and the niqab away from the society, which they failed to do so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;read&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.jsri.ro/old/html%20version/index/no_3/maria_boariu-articol.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the hijab and niqab give us our private space. what is private space? it is like you stay in your own home. you feel safe, comfortable, people had to knock on your door and to have your permission to enter your house, just like a place that you feel really great, people can't see you, but you can see them from a tiny window from your house. is this oppression? absolutely no. this is indeed the freedom. seeing without being seen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;think about hijab or niqab. it is like you bring together your private space wherever you go. people had to knock on your door to talk to you, they need your permission. it shows that you are not the lady that anyone can approach. you are making your standard higher than everyone else. so, this is what you call the oppression? doesn't make sense at all. it is for me a true freedom. you decide who will talk to you, you decide when you want to talk in public or not, you decide anything you want to do. and this is oppression you said? absolutely no.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so, who feels like hijab and niqab is only a piece of cloth that cover your hair and you face? it is not a piece of cloth. it represent modesty, respect, safety, standards. if you ever feel or ever had the feeling to let go of this marvelous opportunity, having a great respect, safety from the world, think again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i wore 'tudung' when i was in standard 3. pretty early, as i was raised in a family with a strong religion belief that the girl must wear tudung. my tudung at that time, just a cloth to cover your hair. i didn't think much, till i went to the boarding school where i learned 'something' and it goes on and on. sometimes i steadfast, sometimes i just didn't pay too much attention to it. i did wear it, but never try to learn about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and now, here i am. in the United States, almost graduated in 9 months, i guess. inshaAllah, will be home in December. Haven't got any plan yet after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you protect something because it is valuable. Islam protect women, because they are too valuable. haram means 2 things, forbidden and sacred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"something is haram because that thing is haram"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"something is forbidden because that thing is sacred"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"poison is haram because life is sacred"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"women is sacred and should be put in the sacred place"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"zina is haram because nikah is sacred"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how can people feel we were being oppressed with our hijab and niqab? so, who said it was hard to be in a society or in a public when you are a little bit different from others? how many hijabis and niqabis that you know can't really be successful? when you are wearing a protective 'shield', the person that come to you are also the person of knowledge. you will mingle with people that have a good knowledge, a pure heart that accept and be friend with you despite who you are, pretty safe right? and you'll get something in return too. i never really make a drastic change to myself, but i met quite a lot of people, non-muslim *suddenly* come and talk to me about Islam, and believe me, they are all&amp;nbsp;knowledgeable and know about your religion, maybe more than you did. Even my professor sometimes asked me about my religion and sometime they tested you. really. no kidding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i believe, changes come from within. with pure intention. when the heart and the mind synchronizing perfectly, then inshaAllah, we will steadfast with the changes we made.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sometimes, we are always making a joke out of everything. sometimes, in important matter like the Islamic laws, we can still making a joke out of it. it makes everything meaningless. entertainment is not wrong but, if in the matter that we had to be serious, i think we must be serious. if else, we are only making that matter meaningless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;‎"With my veil I put my faith on display – rather than my beauty. My value as a human is defined by my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;relationship with God, not by my looks. I cover the irrelevant. And when you look at me, you don’t see a body. You view me only for what I am: a servant of my Creator."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hijab and niqab are so POWERFUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: let's protect this valuable gift. hijab and niqab also shows that women are so brave to show what did they hold on to. we hold on to Islam and inshaAllah, we pray hard to always be in Islam. ameen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dah malas nak betulkan grammar* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8092298194982785284?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8092298194982785284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/seeing-without-being-seen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8092298194982785284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8092298194982785284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/seeing-without-being-seen.html' title='Seeing Without Being Seen'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6xjtMzNEtM/TyJBEmoKXkI/AAAAAAAAAwU/QpAbfWKHj0o/s72-c/tumblr_lvbv1bxX0M1qb1lcbo1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6629622552672820064</id><published>2012-01-22T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T19:39:54.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>it was a hectic weekend for me..&lt;br /&gt;the Deen program was really a new beginning for me, new perspective, new ideas, new ways of looking at life, new ways of engaging oneself with the ideal, spiritual Necessary Being.&lt;br /&gt;a new perspective of hijab.. it was magnificient. how i wish to have more time talking about this. (Viro is next Wednesday, and if i were given a chance to write about the hijab itself, it is probably will be a very, super long post..maybe. so, i have to refrain myself from writing a really long post for now, but i will, inshaAllah write about it after the exam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing for sure..the hijab topic, really makes me feel like...wearing only hijab is not enough...that piece of cloth....it is just...&lt;br /&gt;so POWERFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: wish me luck for the exam =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-6629622552672820064?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6629622552672820064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/reflection.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6629622552672820064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6629622552672820064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-702659085718394255</id><published>2012-01-16T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T20:16:39.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't live there anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0KcYGznRfs/TxTIqCCb2NI/AAAAAAAAAwM/HhRZyVKxhsU/s1600/tumblr_lifl2aaRJM1qg8gkuo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0KcYGznRfs/TxTIqCCb2NI/AAAAAAAAAwM/HhRZyVKxhsU/s1600/tumblr_lifl2aaRJM1qg8gkuo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://unenduring.tumblr.com/post/15961316713"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Notebook'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't judge me by my past. I don't live there anymore.."&lt;br /&gt;forgive me any bad i did in my past. it's too far away for me to reach out and grab it back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-702659085718394255?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/702659085718394255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-dont-live-there-anymore.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/702659085718394255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/702659085718394255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-dont-live-there-anymore.html' title='I don&apos;t live there anymore'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0KcYGznRfs/TxTIqCCb2NI/AAAAAAAAAwM/HhRZyVKxhsU/s72-c/tumblr_lifl2aaRJM1qg8gkuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-456553016968763024</id><published>2012-01-14T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T19:13:32.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mature</title><content type='html'>i have to grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am already 22 this year, and the number will increase&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like an 18 year old girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think think think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to think wisely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not acting weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*selalu sangat buat perangai pelik pelik nie*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't talk too much maybe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*jadi pemalu lebih sikit!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*dah besar!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am a grown up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take it easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breathe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;".....My Lord! Increase me in knowledge."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[20:114]&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/304169918001105995-456553016968763024?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/456553016968763024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/mature.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/456553016968763024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/456553016968763024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/mature.html' title='mature'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6950232670408540770</id><published>2012-01-13T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:41:56.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 19</title><content type='html'>Bantuan Allah serta naungannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDlPBVEt7wU/TxCHIAedIVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/KOO-uNyEAGo/s1600/Hadith+19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDlPBVEt7wU/TxCHIAedIVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/KOO-uNyEAGo/s640/Hadith+19.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Al-Abbas, Abdullah ibn Abbas r.a., beliau berkata: "Aku pernah duduk di belakang Nabi SAW pada suatu hari, lalu baginda bersabda kepadaku: Wahai anak! Sesungguhnya aku mahu ajarkan engkau beberapa kalimah: Peliharalah Allah nescaya Allah akan memeliharamu. Peliharalah Allah nescaya engkau akan dapati Dia di hadapanmu. Apabila engkau meminta maka mintalah dari Allah. Apabila engkau meminta pertolongan, maka mintalah pertolongan dengan Allah. Ketahuilah bahawa kalau umat ini berkumpul untuk memberikan sesuatu manfaat kepadamu, mereka tidak akan mampu memberikanmu manfaat kecuali dengan satu perkara yang memang Allah telah tentukan untukmu. Sekiranya mereka berkumpul untuk memudaratkan kamu dengan suatu mudarat, nescaya mereka tidak mampu memudaratkan kamu kecuali dengan suatu perkara yang memang Allah telah tentukannya untukmu. Telah diangkatkan pen pen dan telah kering (dakwatnya) lembaran lembaran."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. At-Tarmidzi dan beliau berkata: Hadis ini Hasan Sahih)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://3.gvt0.com/vi/CBF_JNFGSas/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBF_JNFGSas&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/CBF_JNFGSas&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this hadith alone there are actually 12 advices from prophet SAW to Abu Al-Abbas. Our prophet SAW really a great teacher, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not telling you 12 of them directly, take time to understand the video. Some of the advices are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Know Allah in prosperity and He will know you in adversity."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Know that what has passed you by was not going to befall you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Know that victory comes with patience. Patience and victory go hand in hand."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Relief comes with affliction."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ease comes with adversity."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bersangka baik dengan Allah kerana:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I am up to my slave's expectation."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be mindful of Allah in your heart and you will find Him in front of you. He never leaves you nor abandons your supplication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/304169918001105995-6950232670408540770?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6950232670408540770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6950232670408540770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6950232670408540770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-19.html' title='Hadith 19'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDlPBVEt7wU/TxCHIAedIVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/KOO-uNyEAGo/s72-c/Hadith+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6880495804026944573</id><published>2012-01-11T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:19:36.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 18</title><content type='html'>Bertakwa kepada Allah dan Berakhlak Mulia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Zar Jundub ibn Junadah dan Abu Abdul Rahman Mu'az ibn Jabal r.a., daripada Rasulullah SAW, bahawa baginda telah bersabda:" Bertakwalah kamu kepada Allah walaupun di mana kamu berada, dan iringilah kejahatan dengan kebaikan, nescaya ia akan menghapuskan kejahatan tersebut dan bergaullah sesama manusia dengan budi pekerti yang baik."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. At-Tarmidzi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hadis Hasan dalam catatan yang lain disebut: Hasan Sahih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-uZ8DwJmlGhw/Tw5NZt7V6jI/AAAAAAAAAv8/AfbFEHtoNSY/s1600/Hadis+18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZ8DwJmlGhw/Tw5NZt7V6jI/AAAAAAAAAv8/AfbFEHtoNSY/s640/Hadis+18.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://3.gvt0.com/vi/HYJFFL_dq-8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HYJFFL_dq-8&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/HYJFFL_dq-8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Be pious to Allah and Allah will teach you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Leave sins, whether big or small. That's piety."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Do not contempt smaller sins as mountain is made from pebbles."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"The best of good is good manners."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/304169918001105995-6880495804026944573?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6880495804026944573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6880495804026944573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6880495804026944573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-18.html' title='Hadith 18'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZ8DwJmlGhw/Tw5NZt7V6jI/AAAAAAAAAv8/AfbFEHtoNSY/s72-c/Hadis+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3992969353487664643</id><published>2012-01-10T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:18:10.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>!!</title><content type='html'>I know I'm making people crazy with my layout..*tak pernah tetap* ok, I promise this will last for a month..at least..=D&lt;br /&gt;susah kot nak buat gambar burung hantu tue ke tengah..tak la susah pun actually..tapi saya sangat noob baru tahu benda ni! tak pa, at least tau jugak..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-3992969353487664643?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3992969353487664643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3992969353487664643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3992969353487664643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='!!'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-2613700814339130675</id><published>2012-01-10T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T12:07:36.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 17</title><content type='html'>Berbuat Ihsan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Ya'la Syaddad ibn Aus r.a. daripada Rasulullah SAW, bahawa baginda bersabda: "Sesungguhnya Allah menulis (iaitu mewajibkan) Ihsan atas segala sesuatu. Apabila kamu mahu membunuh, maka perelokkanlah pembunuhan itu. Apabila kamu mahu menyembelih, maka perelokkanlah penyembelihan itu dan hendaklah kamu menajamkan mata pisau dan hendaklah dia menyenangkan haiwan sembelihannya itu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-kMSizafBGxE/TwxvRX8OxgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9_Bz_ceF-XM/s1600/Hadith+17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="430" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMSizafBGxE/TwxvRX8OxgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9_Bz_ceF-XM/s640/Hadith+17.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: I am sorry for not be able to come out with a nice, creative pictures. InshaAllah, I'll try my best to find some cool ideas after this. Hope you benefit from this project. =) and by the way, the&amp;nbsp;explanation&amp;nbsp;on this hadith is in the video posted for hadith 16.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-2613700814339130675?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2613700814339130675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2613700814339130675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2613700814339130675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-17.html' title='Hadith 17'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMSizafBGxE/TwxvRX8OxgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9_Bz_ceF-XM/s72-c/Hadith+17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4202197276405745683</id><published>2012-01-08T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:48:19.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Price Tag?</title><content type='html'>Harga yang perlu dibayar apabila menjadi seorang akhawat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is always something that you can find on muharikah.com. The price that you have to pay to be a better person in your life. People tend to look at everything about you. Even the smallest wrongdoing makes you face the consequences heavier than the moon. I never think of myself as an akhawat, not even close to dae'i, because to me everyone is the dae'i. Once you know the truth, you can't never run away from the responsibility of spreading the truth. The clothes I am wearing, the way I am interacting with others, how I eat, how I speak, or anything I did, none of it is because I want to please you. None of it is because I want to impress you. None of it is because I want to make me superior than you. It is all for me, myself and I. If it benefits others, then Alhamdulillah. If it is bad, then I seek refuge from Allah SWT. Human can never run from mistakes. Why spreading the bad when you had so much goodness and greatness to spread? Why spreading the bad when the world is lacking LOVE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"O Allah, don't hold me responsible for that which they say about me, make me better than what they perceive me to be and forgive me for what they do not know about me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Abu Bakr r.a.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: Let's be productive by sleeping early today and hoping for a better tomorrow. Sleeping is not only recharging yourself but also giving you a chance to be a better you when you are awake. Say your prayer for you may not waking up tomorrow. May Allah bless us..ameen=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/304169918001105995-4202197276405745683?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4202197276405745683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/price-tag.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4202197276405745683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4202197276405745683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/price-tag.html' title='Price Tag?'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1459934480199812277</id><published>2012-01-08T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:10:19.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVW_g6RHG4A/TwnumNw6keI/AAAAAAAAAt4/1OUfdx8PQQM/s1600/Hadith+16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVW_g6RHG4A/TwnumNw6keI/AAAAAAAAAt4/1OUfdx8PQQM/s640/Hadith+16.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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;Jangan Marah Bagimu Syurga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Hurairah r.a.,: Bahawa seorang lelaki telah berkata kepada Nabi SAW: Berikan aku wasiat. Baginda bersabda: "Janganlah engkau marah." Lelaki itu mengulangi soalan itu beberapa kali. Baginda tetap bersabda: "Janganlah engkau marah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al Bukhari)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://3.gvt0.com/vi/LPLMTdELtl8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LPLMTdELtl8&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/LPLMTdELtl8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hadith 16 &amp;amp; 17&lt;/div&gt;The strong is not by strength rather the strong is by someone who restrains themselves from anger.&lt;br /&gt;Be patient and you will rewarded with jannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/304169918001105995-1459934480199812277?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1459934480199812277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1459934480199812277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1459934480199812277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-16.html' title='Hadith 16'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVW_g6RHG4A/TwnumNw6keI/AAAAAAAAAt4/1OUfdx8PQQM/s72-c/Hadith+16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-688961356205217231</id><published>2012-01-08T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T11:35:05.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are paying for hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"it doesn't cost you anything to pray. if you are sick, you don't have to fast. if you don't have enough money, you don't have to go for hajj. if you are poor, you don't have to pay zakat. the only thing Allah ask from you is to pray. prayer is the divine act&amp;nbsp;reveal in heaven. it is seem like you don't need to pay anything to go to jannah. khusyu' in your prayer. amr makruf nahi munkar. spreading good words doesn't cost you a sweat i guess. however, we love to pay for hell. gambling, buying alcohol and etc. we are paying for hell? nauzubillah.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Br. Shareef-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: it makes sense right? we are paying to go to hell. nauzubillah. jannah is expensive. but it is not impossible. strive for jannah as we strive for exam. why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-688961356205217231?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/688961356205217231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-are-paying-for-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/688961356205217231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/688961356205217231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-are-paying-for-hell.html' title='We are paying for hell?'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3170290847677265232</id><published>2012-01-07T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:51:59.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadis 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeLeyDUrnl4/TwkPTQ7jW-I/AAAAAAAAAtw/mEOwsh3Q4jk/s1600/Hadis+15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeLeyDUrnl4/TwkPTQ7jW-I/AAAAAAAAAtw/mEOwsh3Q4jk/s640/Hadis+15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Hurairah r.a., bahawa Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda: " Barangsiapa yang beriman dengan Allah dan hari akhirat, maka hendaklah dia berkata baik atau dia diam. Barangsiapa yang beriman dengan Allah dan hari akhirat, maka hendaklah dia memuliakan jiran tetangganya. Barangsiapa yang beriman dengan Allah dan hari akhirat hendaklah dia memuliakan tetamunya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al Bukhari &amp;amp; Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://0.gvt0.com/vi/-ZQ3rWFb8Qg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ZQ3rWFb8Qg&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/-ZQ3rWFb8Qg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-3170290847677265232?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3170290847677265232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadis-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3170290847677265232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3170290847677265232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadis-15.html' title='Hadis 15'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeLeyDUrnl4/TwkPTQ7jW-I/AAAAAAAAAtw/mEOwsh3Q4jk/s72-c/Hadis+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8504947618912649918</id><published>2012-01-06T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:28:40.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you give me....</title><content type='html'>a slap on my face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the break is over and i am having too much fun. i can't wait to start classes too and tonight is officially my last night of having fun, because tomorrow i need to get myself move. move away from this comfort zone. i haven't really reading my marketing book. i read, then i sleep, and when i woke up, it was already fajr. it is not that marketing is no fun but i can't get my mind working for it. i cannot predict how is the exam will be. i am thinking too much maybe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;washington dc is another beautiful place for sight seeing. i recorded it all in my mind instead of taking pictures of the scenery. the camera eyes just not a match to record all those great things happening there. we went visited an old 'friend'. awkward enough to call him 'encik', we prefer to go with 'kau aku' instead. less formality, effective conversation, well, so and so. wafi and tasnim are always cute, brilliant kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tasnim: nanti kakak pindah rumah baru. rumah baru besar lagi dari rumah ni. kakak ada bilik sendiri nanti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me: ye? best tak rumah baru? ada kawan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tasnim: best. ada kawan. nama dia K.N.O.O.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me: eh? nama dia K.N.O.O? nama panggilan ke tue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tasnim: aah. nama dia khairul umairah, panggil K. adik dia panggil OO tak tau nama betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me: oooooooooooooooOOOOOooooooooooooo.... K and OO..(-_-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am super happy with this trip and for me, this is so far the best. going on a vacation with the people you feel you can survive with. spending the night in backpackers inn instead a motel or hotel. we met a lot of people. free pancakes every morning, cooking like crazy in the kitchen and making the whole inn smelled like 'ikan bilis', having nice warm coffee while discussing about what to do tomorrow, and the best is having fun without much money slipped away from your pocket.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am too lazy to explore the dslr. and my pictures happen to be lousy. it's okay, i still have time to fix that (before along wedding perhaps). my driving lesson is going on pretty well and i hope to be able to drive legally soon. it is much easier to move and not depending on brothers too much to go anywhere. we have some sisters who can drive here but none among the three of us can drive pretty well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nak buat macamna, asyik pegi tempat lain dari orang lain..hehe..next RIS is in LA this May, inshaAllah. i really want to go again. well, it is a good deal as i never went to LA before. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8504947618912649918?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8504947618912649918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-you-give-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8504947618912649918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8504947618912649918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-you-give-me.html' title='Can you give me....'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-2788869027985925382</id><published>2012-01-03T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:02:29.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very First Doodle!</title><content type='html'>The part that I actually doodled was the green hijabi, but still I am excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F-oGcQT0U0/TwNd2_CSUBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/-iuLUh8oW3w/s1600/header+baru%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F-oGcQT0U0/TwNd2_CSUBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/-iuLUh8oW3w/s640/header+baru%2521.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;p/s: cuti yg pnjang dah nak habes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&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/304169918001105995-2788869027985925382?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2788869027985925382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-very-first-doodle.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2788869027985925382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2788869027985925382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-very-first-doodle.html' title='My Very First Doodle!'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F-oGcQT0U0/TwNd2_CSUBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/-iuLUh8oW3w/s72-c/header+baru%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8264091736600315492</id><published>2012-01-02T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T18:02:05.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 13 &amp; 14</title><content type='html'>Kesempurnaan Iman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L76YtaV4ai4/TwH_GNS_AmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/4NbK_vnTaDE/s1600/Hadith+13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L76YtaV4ai4/TwH_GNS_AmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/4NbK_vnTaDE/s640/Hadith+13.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Hamzah Anas ibn Malik r.a., khadam Rasulullah SAW, daripada Nabi SAW, baginda bersabda: "Seseorang kamu masih belum benar benar beriman sehingga dia mengasihi saudaranya sebagaimana dia mengasihi dirinya sendiri."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al-Bukhari &amp;amp; Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kehormatan Darah Seorang Muslim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nswHVV5oP8/TwIB4giv_nI/AAAAAAAAAq0/WYmOwZrQzaY/s1600/Hadith+14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nswHVV5oP8/TwIB4giv_nI/AAAAAAAAAq0/WYmOwZrQzaY/s640/Hadith+14.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Ibnu Mas'ud r.a. beliau berkata: Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda: "Tidak halal darah seseorang Muslim kecuali dengan salah satu dari tiga perkara; janda yang berzina, nyawa dengan nyawa dan orang yang meninggalkan agamanya yang memisahkan diri daripada jamaah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al-Bukhari &amp;amp; Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://0.gvt0.com/vi/5cX7_rYNtFg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cX7_rYNtFg&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/5cX7_rYNtFg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;part 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://3.gvt0.com/vi/yoWULi4Vitc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yoWULi4Vitc&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/yoWULi4Vitc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;part 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: gambar dari Langkawi..rindu cenonot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8264091736600315492?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8264091736600315492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-13-14.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8264091736600315492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8264091736600315492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/hadith-13-14.html' title='Hadith 13 &amp; 14'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L76YtaV4ai4/TwH_GNS_AmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/4NbK_vnTaDE/s72-c/Hadith+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-7839550463072919166</id><published>2012-01-02T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T10:07:00.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[9:129]</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite verses in Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember, one day Akak Semut asked all of us to show her our favorite verse in Quran. To be truth at that time, I don't have one. I don't read the translation and only read the Arabic at that time. I opened my Quran and nervously trying to find one, my favorite verse. I remembered this verse from Ustaz Ridhauddin class, but I really don't remember which surah it is. Akak Semut at that time, already asked my other usrah's sister, and me, haven't find the verse yet. I don't want to give up just yet. And Alhamdulillah, I found it. It was the last verses of the Surah At-Taubah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObhVHD3FVe8/TwHHNS0PTbI/AAAAAAAAAqc/1LLHiARggpU/s1600/%255B9129%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObhVHD3FVe8/TwHHNS0PTbI/AAAAAAAAAqc/1LLHiARggpU/s640/%255B9129%255D.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tangkap gambar ni lepas tgok tutorial "A 15 minutes Exercise to Help You Improve Your Photography in 2012"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;using what you have in your own room as a subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-7839550463072919166?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7839550463072919166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/9129.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7839550463072919166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7839550463072919166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/9129.html' title='[9:129]'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObhVHD3FVe8/TwHHNS0PTbI/AAAAAAAAAqc/1LLHiARggpU/s72-c/%255B9129%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-710330782985453985</id><published>2012-01-01T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T08:15:40.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RIS session 2: Investing in Our Future Generation</title><content type='html'>Where Do The Children Play?&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Yassir Fazaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thinking about the future generation, we may think about our children *future..aaaa*, our grandchildren, nieces and nephews. Well, they are our future generation. When this question being asked, where do the children play? I would rather say, the playground? or maybe PS3? and oh, Wii? Xbox Kinect? In front of the computer? Laptop? TV? I am glad I am not growing in so much technology by my side. Facebook? Friendster? Myspace? Other social networking sites. Even my eleven years old sister had a Facebook account. I am glad my mom and dad don't have one. All this networking sites bringing people far from us closer and think what, they are also bringing people close to us farther from us. Well yeah, you only say 'Salam' to people live miles away from you, but not to the people who are in your own house. Who feels like closer to someone living miles away, than your own friends in your own house? Life is brief. Get them closer to you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dr. Yassir approached the kitty cat mentality, which is the mentality of the children nowadays to feel like they can play with anything unless they are told not to do so. But the thing that came to my mind afterward is, I don't think we, the older generation have time to tell them what not to do. Parent who are actually too busy with works, don't have time giving more attention to their children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are three things stressed in this topic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Affection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Appreciation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is our investment. Give them attention, love them as Rasulullah SAW always loves children, appreciate them when they achieve something. Rasulullah SAW showed his affection towards children in many ways. He would hug them, pat them gently on their head, makes funny faces to make them laugh. Rasulullah SAW sometimes read longer surah in a prayer and when he heard babies crying, he would read a shorter surah, so that the mom can attend the baby. But in our community, "Please don't bring your children to the masjid." How can we build a&amp;nbsp;heartstrings between the children and the masjid in this situation?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He also stressed out the role of our masjid in our community. Our masjid is too engage with our culture and the youth won't come over because they don't feel the engagement with the masjid. They don't feel like the masjid is the place they should go to play, to learn or to know each other. They know masjid when there is Jumuah prayer, Eid prayer and maybe some religious event. The masjid is not live. We want the youth to feel that the masjid is theirs. If we can make these youngster to come often to the masjid, we can keep them closer to this path and eventually they will like it being in the masjid. Some masjid had started to build the playground, beautiful garden, gymnasium, religious classes and talks to attract youngster to come more often &amp;nbsp;and I think it is a really great effort. We want the thinking of, whoever you are, come to our masjid and we will accept you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Come, come whoever you are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wanderer, idolater,&amp;nbsp;worshiper&amp;nbsp;of fire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Come even though you have broken your vows a thousand times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Come and come yet again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ours is not a caravan of despair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Jalaluddin Ar Rumi-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We want our masjid to be just like the caravan of Jalaluddin Ar Rumi. Accommodate anyone despite whoever they are. It is not only the masjid, even in our Muslim community, among the Muslims. Don't give people some weird look if you see a non hijabi in your community, don't give a harsh look at someone who is smoking among the Muslims community. You want to attract them closer to you, not far away from you. The same case with the masjid, we want to attract the youth, our future generation. Not bringing them farther from us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's 2012 already. I don't know how much time left for me to be in this world. Life is brief. As in&amp;nbsp;Shakespeare wonderful piece, and my most favorite piece of him, "Life's Brief Candle"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To the last syllable of recorded time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And all our yesterday have lighted fools,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The way to dusty death,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Out out brief candle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life's but a walking shadow,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a poor player,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then is heard no more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a tale,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tolds by an idiot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Full of sound and fury,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Signifying nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*belajar masa form berapa ntah ni*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is nothing compared to hereafter. Which would you rather choose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-710330782985453985?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/710330782985453985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/ris-session-2-investing-in-our-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/710330782985453985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/710330782985453985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2012/01/ris-session-2-investing-in-our-future.html' title='RIS session 2: Investing in Our Future Generation'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-435040738627230061</id><published>2011-12-31T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T19:07:39.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 11 &amp; 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-Freh85N3Rtk/Tv-fZ1ZYuBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/dMtNb_mbkdU/s1600/Hadith+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Freh85N3Rtk/Tv-fZ1ZYuBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/dMtNb_mbkdU/s640/Hadith+11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menjauhi Syubhat (Hadith 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Muhammad al-Hasan ibn Ali jbn Abu Talib r.a., cucu Rasulullah SAW dan orang kesayangan baginda. Beliau berkata: Aku telah menghafal daripada Rasulullah SAW hadis: " Tinggalkanlah apa yang meragukan engkau kepada apa yang tidak meragukan engkau."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. At-Tarmidzi An-Nasai)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPOWkEEFHTY/Tv-fcyuvpSI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/u_j10iy2Kgw/s1600/Hadith+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPOWkEEFHTY/Tv-fcyuvpSI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/u_j10iy2Kgw/s640/Hadith+12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melakukan perkara yang berfaedah (Hadith 12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Hurairah r.a. beliau berkata: Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda: "Sebahagian daripada keelokan seorang mukmin ialah meninggalkan apa yang tidak berfaedah baginya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. At-Tarmidzi dan Ibn Majah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://3.gvt0.com/vi/74nYnSFOzDc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/74nYnSFOzDc&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/74nYnSFOzDc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Certainty is not removed by doubt"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rasulullah SAW said: "Bear witness with something which is as clear as the sun."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Good words is charity"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Keep your tongue wet in remembrance of Allah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Occupied with your own faults instead of finding the others faults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-435040738627230061?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/435040738627230061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-11-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/435040738627230061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/435040738627230061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-11-12.html' title='Hadith 11 &amp; 12'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Freh85N3Rtk/Tv-fZ1ZYuBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/dMtNb_mbkdU/s72-c/Hadith+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-803748745421018590</id><published>2011-12-31T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:59:12.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Realize</title><content type='html'>I sometimes forgot how to behave which I really regret it.&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl, behave..&lt;br /&gt;All of these make me feel like, I am still a girl instead of a young woman.&lt;br /&gt;Deen should make you mature.&lt;br /&gt;And I still far from it.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be calm&lt;br /&gt;Just calm&lt;br /&gt;Don't think much&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to really take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;Trying to limit the connection&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, girl.&lt;br /&gt;You can do better than this, right?&lt;br /&gt;This is not a dream.&lt;br /&gt;And it will be a waste of time hoping this to be a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;And it may already a real goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I want to say something.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad you didn't ask.&lt;br /&gt;And you.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting there patiently.&lt;br /&gt;For someday I will realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Lately, I always forgot things. Things that I had learned. Things that I am supposed to practice. Things that I should content and keep it safely in me. But I forgot, making people disturbed by my action, as well as confused. It might be just me thinking that, but I know I am losing something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-803748745421018590?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/803748745421018590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/realize.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/803748745421018590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/803748745421018590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/realize.html' title='Realize'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-680493912570734286</id><published>2011-12-29T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T21:03:47.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 10</title><content type='html'>Rezeki Halal Punca Doa Dimakbulkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsfCJhSwrbA/Tv0XufKupUI/AAAAAAAAAp8/sMtjJwNqri0/s1600/hadith+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsfCJhSwrbA/Tv0XufKupUI/AAAAAAAAAp8/sMtjJwNqri0/s640/hadith+10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Hurairah r.a beliau berkata: Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda: "Sesungguhnya Allah Ta'ala baik, Dia tidak menerima kecuali perkara yang baik. Dan sesungguhnya Allah telah memerintahkan orang orang mukmin dengan apa yang telah diperintahkan kepada para Rasul di mana Allah Ta'ala berfirman: (Wahai para Rasul! Makan minumlah kamu makanan yang baik baik dan hendaklah kamu beramal soleh). Dan Allah Ta'ala berfirman: (Wahai orang orang yang beriman! Makan dan minumlah kamu dari makanan yang baik baik yang kami rezekikan kepada kamu). Kemudian baginda menyebut perihal seorang lelaki yang bermusafir jauh, yang bermabut kusust masai dan berdebu, yang menadah tangan ke langit (berdoa): Wahai Tuhanku! Wahai Tuhanku! Bagaimanakah doanya akan dimakbulkan sedangkan makanannya haram, minumannya haram, pakaiannya haram dan dia dikenyangkan dengan makanan yang haram?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://3.gvt0.com/vi/ZWSQ1TxQTL8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWSQ1TxQTL8&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/ZWSQ1TxQTL8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Eat from the good so your du'a will be accepted"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hadith tells us the importance of du'a and the condition for du'a to be accepted. A good diet comes from the halal and good food. We&amp;nbsp;declared&amp;nbsp;that we are the people of freedom yet we don't really care from what our food comes from. sigh. We should, we must think about what we eat and choose the halal selection instead the syubhat one, especially students who are studying overseas. (-_-") *kindly reminder to myself too* The people of wisdom will speak little, eat little, sleep little, and mingle with people little. *I am thinking hard if I am among those people..erk?*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-680493912570734286?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/680493912570734286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/680493912570734286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/680493912570734286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-10.html' title='Hadith 10'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsfCJhSwrbA/Tv0XufKupUI/AAAAAAAAAp8/sMtjJwNqri0/s72-c/hadith+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1769959891441445236</id><published>2011-12-29T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T18:58:36.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RIS session 1: Where is God in Our Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so as promised, I will try to write down a summary of what I got from RIS in Toronto, Canada. I'm doing this so that I can at least revised them and so the notes will not remain as just notes in my notebook. I usually scribbled down some important points and quotations from the speakers. So, shall we begin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Where is God in Our Life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Dr. Tawfique Chowdary-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How do we determine love in our life? Some people saying it nicely, a love from the creator to its creation. Subhanallah. That's the greatest love among all, right? Couldn't agree more. So, the love that I want to stress out here is the love of Allah towards His creations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The mountain said, "Let me destroy humanity , so indeed they will worship you,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other creation said sort of the same thing, because human always making trouble and forget the creator. But Allah said, " Is it you who creates humanity?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"No, it is you, Allah who created them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And Allah said, "Leave my slave to me (as I know what to do to them, as I know my creation more than you do)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(I don't have the exact references here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Subhanallah, Allah protected us from the other creation that wanted to destroy us (and of course because we are so stubborn and always forget Him, engaged in wrong sinful acts). What a great love. He loves us and what do give Him in return?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another sign of Ar Raheem loves us was shown in a story of a slave who&amp;nbsp;committed sin but always asking for Allah's mercy for forgive him from his wrong deeds. And what Allah said," My slave knows, he has Allah that will forgive and I forgive him from his sins." And again and again the same slave committed sins and asking for Allah's forgiveness as he knows Allah is the most merciful, and the most&amp;nbsp;beneficent, and Allah said, "My slave knows, he has Allah that will forgive, and I forgive him from his sins." Subhanallah. Whose heart does not tremble knowing how Allah loves His servant. Allah loves the sinner and only hate the sin and what's with us to hate both the sinner and the sins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Are we forget about the 99 names of Allah? Al Wadud, the loving god. God that love His creation. Think about this for a second, I don't ask much, just a second. But if you make it more, the more you'll get, inshaAllah. Can we live in this world, if Allah only being just to His creation? This question really open my mind, my eyes, and my heart to really feel that Allah is really is the most loving. You can't never survive in this world if Allah is just (no mercy, only just). Our lives in this world is because of Allah's mercy. Think again, if you dive into the sea, automatically and scientifically you'll consume more oxygen than people on the surface. You dive and bring your oxygen tank into the sea, and let say, Allah is being just so that you consume the same amount of oxygen as the person who is not diving. You could die, right? That is one simple example I can think of after watching Detective Q Academy just now. So, Allah's mercy let you consumed more oxygen while you are diving and let you live.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"If Allah is just (no mercy), no faces will survive in this world,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some people tremble in extreme sadness of missing Allah. Think back about the emotion that flow through your heart. Is it fear? or love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People are always being selfish. I sometimes being selfish too by not being considerate towards others, worry about myself only, and the worst is, forget Allah in my planning. We are planning and are we forgetting something. Oh yes, Allah is the better planner. What is wrong with saying, "O Allah, I've been overcome. So, help me." So, ask for Allah. Allah will never despair you. He will always answer you. Always ask from Allah like a 2 year old child asking for candy. How a 2 year old child asking for candy from their parent? They always asking and asking for it, cry for it, wanted it so badly until the parent can do nothing except give them what they want, right? So, why not be a 2 year old child when asking Allah for something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Allah will always answer your prayer. He will always returned your prayer. Allah is ashamed when His servant asking from Him and He had to return it empty. Allah is ashamed to return your hand while you are praying empty, mashaAllah. It's unbelievable. Allah is ashamed? He will definitely give you something in return. So, what are we waiting for? Let's pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are His servant, our destiny had been certain. Can we change it? Yes, we can. By praying, asking forgiveness, multiply our good deeds, and remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Allah will not change what is in any nation, until they all collectively make a change occur in what is in themselves."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ar-Rad:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Say: If it be that your father, your sons, your brothers, your mates, your kindred, your wealth you have gained, the commerce in which you fear decline, or the dwellings in which you delight, are dearer to you than Allah and His messenger and striving in His cause then wait until Allah brings about His decisions. And Allah guides not the rebellious."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(9:24)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What are the things that is the worst that can happen to us as the believers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-When Allah make you to be among the disbeliever, one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Terrible death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nauzubillahiminzalik for both.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"We have every reason to love him. It has to be Allah, it must be Allah. We have no choice but to fall in love with Allah. If we fail to do this; 'they ran away from being the slave of Allah, they had became the slave to themselves and became the slave of syaitan,'..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Dr. Tawfique Chowdary-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Make sense, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dr. Tawfique also gave us 10 ways of falling in love with Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first one is read the Quran and contemplate. Muawiyah, one of the sahabah loves to read Surah Al-Ikhlas and recited them more than anyone else. He recited it in his prayers with an understanding of the meaning of the surah. The prophet SAW asked him, why do he always reciting the same surah? He said, he loves the meaning of the surah. And the prophet told him, "Allah told me, that He loves you." When Muawiyah passed away, the prophet SAW look upon the sky and he saw 70 thousands angel came down to pray for the janazah. Subhanallah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Follow obligatory deeds and leave the bad deeds. This come hand in hand with following the sunnah of Rasulullah SAW. This is a kind of verbal slap for me. How do i want to be with my prophet SAW if I didn't do the sunnah?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Continue on remembering Allah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Remember me and I'll remember you." Remembering Allah is the cure to madness. Think about this one, Do you love Makkah and Medina more than your own country? You should, right? It does not mean you can't be patriotic to your own country.* I'll talk more about patriotism and religion in next next session, inshaAllah. Both of it come hand in hand.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Learn Allah's name and understand it. *Oh, my anak usrah, this will be our next assignment, mmuaah, with love*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Think about Allah's creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Allah is merciful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. Try this, when you think about Allah, your heart tear into pieces. You feel so engage with the love, you feel you miss Him the most, and can't wait to do good deed to please Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. Be alone with Allah at the last 1/3 of the night. Dr. Tawfique gave us a tip, woke up 30 minutes before fajr and spend those valuable time praying and remembering Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. Be with those who loves Allah and His messenger. Be their companion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. And the last is, if you truly love Allah, follow the prophet in every single way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Say (O Muhammad): 'If you truly love Allah, then follow me, so that Allah will loves you and forgive your sins. And Allah is All Forgiving, All Compassionate."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(3:31)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is kind of long to be a summary isn't it? Well, you can expect this long post for another 8-9 sessions.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: menu yang sangat sedap for the rest of the week. ayam percik Kelantan in the making..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-1769959891441445236?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1769959891441445236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/ris-session-1-where-is-god-in-our-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1769959891441445236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1769959891441445236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/ris-session-1-where-is-god-in-our-life.html' title='RIS session 1: Where is God in Our Life?'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3405389846586237643</id><published>2011-12-28T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:34:16.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1Oif9ixbI8/TvvLWKFls3I/AAAAAAAAApw/6Byb2LZMj80/s1600/hadith+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1Oif9ixbI8/TvvLWKFls3I/AAAAAAAAApw/6Byb2LZMj80/s640/hadith+9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Dari Abu Hurairah Abdul Rahman ibn Sohkrin r.a. beliau berkata: Aku telah mendengar Rasulullah SAW &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;bersabda: "Apa apa yang aku larang kamu dari melakukannya, maka hendaklah kamu menjauhinya, dan apa apa yang aku perintahkan kamu untuk melakukannya, maka lakukanlah seberapa daya kamu. Sesungguhnya umat yang terdahulu daripada kamu telah binasa disebabkan banyak persoalan dan perselisihan mereka terhadap nabi nabi mereka."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(H.R. Al Bukhari &amp;amp; Muslim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://0.gvt0.com/vi/yKDvUc-aKXA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yKDvUc-aKXA&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/yKDvUc-aKXA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;jom dengar penerangan hadith ni supaya lebih jelas dan lebih faham..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;bertanya itu boleh, tapi jangan berlebihan sebagaimana contoh yang diberikan dalam surah Al Baqarah ayat 67-71. kisah umat Nabi Musa yang bertanyakan sapi yang bagaimana harus disembelih. pertanyaan yang sia sia dan tidak membuka minda sebaliknya lebih menyempitkan fikiran dan membawa konflik atau percanggahan solusi juga pendapat haruslah seelok eloknya kita cuba elakkan. tak salah untuk bertanya, sebab bertanya salah satu cara untuk kita dapatkan ilmu, tapi rasanya kalau pertanyaan tu tak membantu menyelesaikan masalah tak ke lebih baik tak dipersoalkan. tak bertanya langsung pun tak boleh jugak. berpada padalah dalam melakukan sesuatu. dah jelas lagi bersuluh rasanya apa yang Rasulullah SAW anjurkan untuk umatnya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/304169918001105995-3405389846586237643?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3405389846586237643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8731960187088419071</id><published>2011-12-27T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:11:53.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Revives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;salam..it's been quite a while since i last wrote in here. and oh well, who cares. it's my blog anyway. i just came back home from Canada, Reviving Islamic Spirit convention. it was a really big event. i never thought it was that big actually. 20,000 people from around the world and mostly Canadian and American were there. the speakers..mashaAllah..i could cry as i never thought i can meet these great awesome subhanallah, speakers! we had Syaikh Hamza Yusuf, Tariq Ramadhan, Syaikh Umar Farouk Abd Allah, Syaikh Sulaiman Mulla, Imam Zaid Shahir, Dr Yusuf Fazaga, Habib Ali Al Jifri, Yusuf Islam, Ambassador Shabazz, and many more. we also had Syeikh Mishary Al Afasy. i was moved to tears when the first time i heard his beautiful, wonderful Quran recitation for Jumuah prayer. subhanallah, alhamdulillah, i thank Allah for this great opportunity which i never think i will ever had one before. and also we had Sami Yusuf..*LIVE*=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i don't want to say much, i want to go to sleep right now. inshaAllah..i will write about it on this remaining holiday. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8731960187088419071?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8731960187088419071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/revives.html#comment-form' 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type='text'>Tertunda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ingat lagi pasal projek 40 hadith An Nawawi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dah seminggu jugak tertunda rasanya, sebab last week sibuk sangat dengan exam. tak sempat nak cari idea gambar apa. hmmm, bukannya pandai amek gambar pun, banyak tengok gambar yang kawan kawan amek dan belajar dari situ. inshaAllah, tengah pump up nak cuba and belajar teknik tangkap gambar yang lain. and so, projek ni tertunda jugak lagi for a week sebab nak pegi Canada this coming Monday for RIS (Reviving Islamic Spirit) sangat sangat excited nak pegi sebenarnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the same time, rasa macam semangat dah mula kurang. mungkin ada kemaksiatan dan jahiliah dalam diri. tambah tambah bila exam week, nak gerak untuk buat benda lain, ya Allah...malasnya. &amp;nbsp;sedih dengan diri sendiri. banyak benda difikirkan dan bila tahu benda yang kita buat tu salah, macam tak ada urge nak ubah benda tue. rimas rimas rimas. duhai hati, kuatlah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;harapnya lepas nie semangat menuntut ilmu semakin bertambah. nak mulakan hari esok dengan baca lebih buku. nak tingkatkan motivasi diri, nak banyak berfikir hal ummah dan bukan hanya diri sendiri. ameen...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;doakanlah, saya dapat tangkap gambar2 bermanfaat sepanjang kat Canada nanti. sangat sangat nak jumpa Sheikh Mishary Al-Afasy sebenarnya..and InshaAllah, he is going to be there =D Sami Yusuf and Yusuf Islam pun ada, Tariq Ramadhan..=) may Allah ease our journey dan semoga bermanfaat..ameen..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-336546709771538902</id><published>2011-12-11T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:54:36.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My Hectic Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was so happy yesterday. it was my first experience being in an old folks home. we played BINGO together! *at first, i didn't even know how to play it* but it came out well. i sat with Biha, Elin and 3 *elders* =P. at first, it was an awkward moment. seriously awkward. it doesn't feel the same as you sit with your grandma or grandpa and they will start talking about how Japanese invaded Tanah Melayu a long time ago, and when 'Komunis' brought such a pain and suffer in their time. this is just different. my grandparent never played BINGO for sure.=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i sat beside one grandma, and her look really scared me. she looked at me as if i was doing something really wrong and she was ready to scold me. i was ready to run away if she yelled at me. *exaggerate!* but it never be that way. she was a really sweet grandma, "Hey, my baby can play this." i don't know what does it means when she said that. but, i just felt so sad when i think that they might be lonely as well. *i wish my soon-to-be son and daughter will take care of me when i am old*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i saw a couple, and old man and woman. the man is pushing her bed. i don't know what it is called. can i say it 'moving bed'? i believe that they are husband and wife. i was really really impressed with them, especially the old man. being with his wife and taking a good care of her. and he was holding her hand along the way! that is just so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i sent a grandma back to her room after chitchatting with her for a while. i get to know her name. *i remembered a second ago...hmmmm...ok, i already forgotten her name (-_-")* one grandma said to her friend. "Doesn't she looks cute? I like her coat. and her scarf," referring to me and my&amp;nbsp;oversize&amp;nbsp;coat..alaaaaaa....mak cik, jgnla ckap mcm tue...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/girl-emoticon/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/girl-005.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;konon konon segan..oke, boleh sepak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;one thing for sure, this is such a great experience and i just hope to do this in Malaysia too. inshaAllah..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my hectic yesterday actually started in the morning till night. i woke up and settled down my house. the kitchen, toilet, living room, my room, the laundry, cooking. i never do so much work in a day, and i wonder how my mom can do all of them every day. housewives are superwomen! after finishing the chores, i went to the St. John's Home for the community service activity and to the tafseer class right after that. it was already halfway when we entered the room but it was a real good program by MSA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/girl-emoticon/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/girl-015.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job, inshaAllah nak pegi lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i went back home after that, and it was really cold. REALLY cold. i saw a big full moon on the way back home. it was really beautiful. i wanted to take some pictures of it, but it was too cold and i can't bear holding a camera or waited any longer in that cold air. we had Twinkle Halaqah at 6.30 pm. a small gathering, we had tilawatul Quran together, reading the meaning of the verses that we recited, tazkirah, we played one simple game which for me, i had so much fun being in this halaqah. we named it 'Twinkle Halaqah' and for me, the significant of this name is like, we want to be one of the shining stars for Islam, but as we know, the star doesn't permanently shine, it twinkles. i believe twinkle is *berkelip kelip* kan? so we need each other to support, to remind, to tell. sometimes, we did wrong and we want people to tell us what's wrong and correct us when we did not shine the way we should. inshaAllah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i slept early last night, lepas baca viro tersengguk sengguk, tak dapat nak teruskan. so, tido awal! tak sempat nak post hadith 8 semalam, sbb tu post pagi ni. gambar pun tak de idea, carik2 gambar lama jumpa gambar masjid merah Putrajaya. that's pretty much of what had happened yesterday. it was fun, it was productive, inshaAllah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: tukar layout sebab nak ruang yang lebih besar untuk post gambar for hadith. kalau kecik tak nmpak tulisan kat gmbar tue. tapi suka sgt dgn kaler hijau tua mcm ni! =)&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/304169918001105995-336546709771538902?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/336546709771538902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-hectic-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/336546709771538902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/336546709771538902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-hectic-yesterday.html' title='My Hectic Yesterday'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/th_girl-005.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4213983735787295798</id><published>2011-12-11T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:58:12.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLbg9ygSb8c/TuS0kn6HiBI/AAAAAAAAApk/CekO1yMsRLk/s1600/Hadith+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLbg9ygSb8c/TuS0kn6HiBI/AAAAAAAAApk/CekO1yMsRLk/s1600/Hadith+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLbg9ygSb8c/TuS0kn6HiBI/AAAAAAAAApk/CekO1yMsRLk/s1600/Hadith+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLbg9ygSb8c/TuS0kn6HiBI/AAAAAAAAApk/CekO1yMsRLk/s640/Hadith+8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLbg9ygSb8c/TuS0kn6HiBI/AAAAAAAAApk/CekO1yMsRLk/s1600/Hadith+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehormatan Seorang Muslim&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dari Ibnu 'Umar r.a. bahawa Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda: "Aku telah diperintahkan supaya memerangi manusia sehingga mereka naik saksi bahawa sesungguhnya tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah dan bahawa sesungguhnya Muhammad itu utusan Allah, dan mereka mendirikan sembahyang dan membayar zakat. Apabila mereka telah berbuat demikian, maka mereka telah memelihara darah mereka dan harta mereka daripada aku, melainkan dengan hak Islam, dan hisab perhitungan amal mereka terserah kepada Allah Ta'ala."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al-Bukhari &amp;amp; Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.gvt0.com/vi/zn6QzifovaU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zn6QzifovaU&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/zn6QzifovaU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;video penerangan hadith&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;rajin rajin la click!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-4213983735787295798?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4213983735787295798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4213983735787295798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4213983735787295798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-8.html' title='Hadith 8'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLbg9ygSb8c/TuS0kn6HiBI/AAAAAAAAApk/CekO1yMsRLk/s72-c/Hadith+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6111448239776081738</id><published>2011-12-09T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:44:28.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 7</title><content type='html'>Nasihat Adalah Tunjang Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Ruqaiyyah Tamim ibn Aus al-Daarie r.a. bahawa Nabi SAW telah bersabda: "Agama itu adalah nasihat. Kami berkata: Untuk siapa? Baginda bersabda: Untuk Allah, untuk kitabNya, untuk RasulNya, untuk para pemimpin bagi kaum muslimin dan untuk umat Islam keseluruhannya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-mML2gZQ31Gc/TuLR41uztjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jWDki-J_0QE/s1600/Hadith+7+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mML2gZQ31Gc/TuLR41uztjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jWDki-J_0QE/s640/Hadith+7+%25282%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-6111448239776081738?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6111448239776081738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-7.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6111448239776081738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6111448239776081738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-7.html' title='Hadith 7'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mML2gZQ31Gc/TuLR41uztjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jWDki-J_0QE/s72-c/Hadith+7+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6954939946609474021</id><published>2011-12-09T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:44:45.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x46qw7nJtiE/TuGZ7siBmFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OrreIZREruI/s1600/Hadith+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x46qw7nJtiE/TuGZ7siBmFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OrreIZREruI/s640/Hadith+6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Abdullah al-Nu'man ibn Basyer r.a. beliau berkata: Aku telah mendengar Rasulullah SAW bersabda: "Sesungguhnya perkara yang halal itu adalah jelas, dan sesungguhnya perkara yang haram itu adalah jelas, dan di antara kedua perkara tersebut ada perkara perkara yang syubhat yang kesamarannya kebanyakan orang tidak mengetahuinya. Barangsiapa yang menjaga perkara syubhat &amp;nbsp;maka sesungguhnya dia telah membersihkan agamanya dan maruah dirinya. Dan barangsiapa yang terjatuh dalam perkara syubhat, maka dia telah jatuh dalam perkara haram, umpama seorang pengembala yang mengembala di sekeliling kawasan larangan, dibimbangi dia akan menceroboh masuk ke dalamnya. Ketahuilah bahawa setiap raja ada sempadan dan sesungguhnya sempadan Allah itu ialah perkara yang diharamkanNya. Ketahuilah bahawa dalam setiap jasad itu ada seketul daging yang apabila ia baik maka baiklah seluruh jasad dan apabila ia rosak, maka rosaklah seluruh jasad. Ketahuilah ia adalah hati."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al-Bukhari &amp;amp; Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-6954939946609474021?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6954939946609474021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-6.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6954939946609474021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6954939946609474021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-6.html' title='Hadith 6'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x46qw7nJtiE/TuGZ7siBmFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OrreIZREruI/s72-c/Hadith+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6302586368393882508</id><published>2011-12-07T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:44:58.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hadith'/><title type='text'>Hadith 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVfP-VNb6bg/Tt9a0sua1nI/AAAAAAAAAoA/agugEbt_2tI/s1600/Hadith+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVfP-VNb6bg/Tt9a0sua1nI/AAAAAAAAAoA/agugEbt_2tI/s640/Hadith+5.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Menghapus Kemungkaran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Ummu al-Mukminin Ummu Abdullah 'Aisyah r.a. beliau berkata: Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda: "Barangsiapa yang mengada adakan sesuatu perkara dalam urusan (agama) kami ini, yang tiada daripadanya, maka (yang diada adakan) itu tertolak."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al-Bukhari &amp;amp; Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dalam riwayat Muslim, "Barangsiapa yang mengamalkan sesuatu amalan yang tidak kami perintahkan maka ianya tertolak."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: susahnya nak pilih kaler tulisan yang padan dengan gambar. harap harap korang boleh nampak tulisan kat gambar tue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-6302586368393882508?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6302586368393882508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-5.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6302586368393882508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6302586368393882508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-5.html' title='Hadith 5'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVfP-VNb6bg/Tt9a0sua1nI/AAAAAAAAAoA/agugEbt_2tI/s72-c/Hadith+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3774614252430460407</id><published>2011-12-06T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:46:38.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hadith'/><title type='text'>Hadith 4</title><content type='html'>Hadith 4 adalah mengenai penciptaan manusia, ajal dan rezeki. dalam gambar cuma an excerpt yang saya rasa memberi pengajaran kepada saya dan inshaAllah kepada kita semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-63UgSVSTuNI/Tt5oXK5S1MI/AAAAAAAAAnw/BcJcmSTDix8/s1600/hadith+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-63UgSVSTuNI/Tt5oXK5S1MI/AAAAAAAAAnw/BcJcmSTDix8/s640/hadith+4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Abdul Rahman Abdullah ibn Mas'uud r.a. beliau berkata: Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda, dan Baginda adalah seorang yang benar lagi dibenarkan (iaitu dipercayai): Sesungguhnya setiap orang di kalangan kamu dihimpunkan kejadiannya dalam perut ibunya selama 40 hari berupa air mani, kemudian menjadi segumpal darah selama tempoh yang sama, kemudian menjadi seketul daging selama tempoh yang sama, kemudian dikirimkan kepadanya seorang malaikat lalu dia menghembuskan padanya ruh dan dia diperintahkan dengan 4 kalimat; iaitu supaya menulis rezekinya, ajalnya, amalannya, dan adakah dia celaka atau bahagia. Demi Allah yang tiada tuhan melainkanNya, sesungguhnya salah seorang dari kalangan kamu akan beramal dengan amalan ahli syurga, sehingga jarak antaranya dan syurga tidak lebih dari sehasta, lalu dia telah ditetapkan oleh ketentuan melalui tulisan kitab lantas dia mengerjakan amalan ahli neraka lalu dia memasuki neraka. Dan sesungguhnya salah seorang dari kalangan kamu akan beramal dengan amalan ahli neraka, sehingga jarak antaranya dengan neraka tidak lebih dari sehasta, lalu dia telah ditetapkan oleh ketentuan melalui tulisan kitab lalu dia mengerjakan amalan ahli syurga lalu dia memasuki syurga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Al-Bukhari &amp;amp; Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: betapa bagaimana pengakhiran kita di dunia ini sangat penting. Allah tidak pernah melihat bagaimana kita bermula, tetapi bagaimana kita berakhir. that is what most important. tapi ini bukan alasan untuk tidak berusaha ke arah kebaikan dari awal. ajal, maut, kehidupan, tiada yang mengetahuinya selain Allah. sentiasa bersedia, sentiasa mengingati mati. mereka yang mengingati mati adalah orang yang paling bijak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-3774614252430460407?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3774614252430460407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-4.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3774614252430460407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3774614252430460407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-4.html' title='Hadith 4'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-63UgSVSTuNI/Tt5oXK5S1MI/AAAAAAAAAnw/BcJcmSTDix8/s72-c/hadith+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1730194492109072491</id><published>2011-12-05T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T14:12:33.764-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaza'/><title type='text'>"We Teach Life, Sir"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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/SLaEJ0Nxjro/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLaEJ0Nxjro&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/SLaEJ0Nxjro&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today, my body was a TV’d massacre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today, my body was a TV’d massacre that had to fit into sound-bites and word limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today, my body was a TV’d massacre that had to fit into sound-bites and word limits filled enough with statistics to counter measured response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And I perfected my English and I learned my UN resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But still, he asked me, Ms. Ziadah, don’t you think that everything would be resolved if you would just stop teaching so much hatred to your children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I look inside of me for strength to be patient but patience is not at the tip of my tongue as the bombs drop over Gaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Patience has just escaped me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pause. Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We teach life, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rafeef, remember to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We teach life, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We Palestinians teach life after they have occupied the last sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We teach life after they have built their settlements and apartheid walls, after the last skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We teach life, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But today, my body was a TV’d massacre made to fit into sound-bites and word limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And just give us a story, a human story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You see, this is not political.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We just want to tell people about you and your people so give us a human story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Don’t mention that word “apartheid” and “occupation”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This is not political.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You have to help me as a journalist to help you tell your story which is not a political story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today, my body was a TV’d massacre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;How about you give us a story of a woman in Gaza who needs medication?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;How about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Do you have enough bone-broken limbs to cover the sun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hand me over your dead and give me the list of their names in one thousand two hundred word limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today, my body was a TV’d massacre that had to fit into sound-bites and word limits and move those that are desensitized to terrorist blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But they felt sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;They felt sorry for the cattle over Gaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So, I give them UN resolutions and statistics and we condemn and we deplore and we reject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And these are not two equal sides: occupier and occupied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And a hundred dead, two hundred dead, and a thousand dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And between that, war crime and massacre, I vent out words and smile “not exotic”, “not terrorist”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And I recount, I recount a hundred dead, a thousand dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Is anyone out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Will anyone listen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wish I could wail over their bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wish I could just run barefoot in every refugee camp and hold every child, cover their ears so they wouldn’t have to hear the sound of bombing for the rest of their life the way I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today, my body was a TV’d massacre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And let me just tell you, there’s nothing your UN resolutions have ever done about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And no sound-bite, no sound-bite I come up with, no matter how good my English gets, no sound-bite, no sound-bite, no sound-bite, no sound-bite will bring them back to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;No sound-bite will fix this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We teach life, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We teach life, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We Palestinians wake up every morning to teach the rest of the world life, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i got this from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blissonature.wordpress.com/2011/11/17/rafeef-ziadah-we-teach-life-sir-text-transcription-lyrics-words-of-poem/"&gt;blissonature.wordpress.com&lt;/a&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/304169918001105995-1730194492109072491?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1730194492109072491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-teach-life-sir.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1730194492109072491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1730194492109072491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-teach-life-sir.html' title='&quot;We Teach Life, Sir&quot;'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1942484555396761635</id><published>2011-12-05T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:45:30.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_dvu-Gt5oiw/TtzSfpZVMFI/AAAAAAAAAno/GoADa1oVdzk/s1600/hadith+3+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_dvu-Gt5oiw/TtzSfpZVMFI/AAAAAAAAAno/GoADa1oVdzk/s640/hadith+3+%25282%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the picture was taken last summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in an interview with a friend of ours (me and my cousin), a student from IIUM, who had a bad accident that made her paralyzed half body, waist to toe. May Allah give her strength to face everything. She is a really strong girl. How can she be so strong after all those things happen? She said, "I still have my parent who can take care of me, I have my siblings who always love me, I have my friends who always visit and talk to me, and what most important, I have Allah by my side and Islam as my religion. Should I ask more?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Subhanallah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Abu Abdul Rahman Abdullah ibn 'Umar ibn al Khattab r.a. beliau berkata: Aku telah mendengar Rasulullah SAW bersabda: "Islam itu terbina di atas lima perkara: Pengakuan bahawa sesungguhnya tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah dan bahawa sesungguhnya Muhammad itu adalah utusan Allah, mendirikan sembahyang, mengeluarkan zakat, mengerjakan haji ke Baitullah dan menunaikan puasa pada bulan Ramadhan."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R Al-Bukhari dan Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-1942484555396761635?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1942484555396761635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-3.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1942484555396761635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1942484555396761635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-3.html' title='Hadith 3'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_dvu-Gt5oiw/TtzSfpZVMFI/AAAAAAAAAno/GoADa1oVdzk/s72-c/hadith+3+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-7184098006440396285</id><published>2011-12-04T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:45:44.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The picture shows an excerpt from Hadith 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q509-u0EUPg/TttupVE-NhI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pmBRstBR4k8/s1600/hadith+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q509-u0EUPg/TttupVE-NhI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pmBRstBR4k8/s640/hadith+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daripada Saidina Umar juga, r.a. beliau berkata: Ketika kami sedang duduk di sisi Rasulullah SAW pada suatu hari, tiba tiba muncul di hadapan kami seorang lelaki yang memakai pakaian yang sangat putih, berambut sangat hitam, yang tidak ternampak pada dirinya kesan kesan sebagai musafir dan tidak seorangpun di kalangan kami yang mengenalinya. Lalu dia duduk menghampiri Nabi SAW lalu disandarkan kedua dua lututnya ke lutut baginda dan meletakkan dua tapak tangannya atas dua paha baginda seraya berkata: Wahai Muhammad! Terangkan kepadaku tentang Islam. Lalu Rasulullah SAW bersabda: Islam itu adalah bahawa engkau naik saksi bahawa tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah dan bahawa Muhammad itu utusan Allah, (dan bahawa) engkau mendirikan sembahyang, mengeluarkan zakat, berpuasa di bulan Ramadhan, menunaikan haji ke Baitullah (Mekah) sekiranya engkau mampu mengerjakannya. Lelaki tersebut berkata: Benarlah engkau. Maka kamipun merasa hairan kepadanya, dia yang bertanya dia pula yang membenarkannya. Dia bertanya: Terangkan kepadaku tentang iman. Baginda bersabda: (Iman itu adalah) bahawa engkau percaya kepada Allah, para MalaikatNya, kitab kitabNya, para RasulNya, hari Qiamat dan bahawa engkau percaya kepada Qadar yang baik dan buruk. Lelaki itu berkata: Benarlah engkau. Dia berkata lagi: Terangkan kepadaku tentang Ehsan. Baginda bersabda: Ehsan itu ialah bahawa engkau menyembah Allah seolah olah engkau dapat melihatNya. Sekiranya engkau tidak dapat melihatNya, maka sesungguhnya Dia melihatmu. Lelaki itu bertanya lagi: Terangkan kepadaku tentang Qiamat. Baginda bersabda: Orang yang ditanya tentang Qiamat tidaklah lebih mengetahui daripada orang yang bertanya. Lelaki itu berkata: Maka terangkanlah kepadaku tentang tanda tandanya. Baginda bersabda: (Antara tanda tandanya ialah) apabila seorang hamba perempuan melahirkan tuannya dan apabila engkau melihat orang orang miskin yang berkaki ayam, tidak berpakaian dan papa kedana yang hanya menjadi pengembala kambing berlumba lumba membina bangunan (iaitu bertukar menjadi kaya raya). Kemudian lelaki itu berlalu, lalu aku terdiam sebentar. Kemudian Baginda bertanya: Wahai Umar! Adakah engkau tahu siapa lelaki yang bertanya itu? Aku berkata: Allah dan RasulNya lebih mengetahui. Baginda bersabda: Sesungguhnya dia adalah Malaikat Jibril yang datang kepada kamu untuk mengajar kamu tentang agama kamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(H.R. Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-7184098006440396285?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7184098006440396285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-2.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7184098006440396285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7184098006440396285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-2.html' title='Hadith 2'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q509-u0EUPg/TttupVE-NhI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pmBRstBR4k8/s72-c/hadith+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-7611641034008922907</id><published>2011-12-03T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:45:59.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadith 1</title><content type='html'>and so i came out with a project&lt;br /&gt;quoting hadiths from Hadith 40 An-Nawawiyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is Hadith 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nz18RIlesw/TtrBbyWtiAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vh8nDDlKbtQ/s1600/hadith+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nz18RIlesw/TtrBbyWtiAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vh8nDDlKbtQ/s640/hadith+1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-7611641034008922907?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7611641034008922907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7611641034008922907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7611641034008922907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/12/hadith-1.html' title='Hadith 1'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nz18RIlesw/TtrBbyWtiAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vh8nDDlKbtQ/s72-c/hadith+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3616214495062309754</id><published>2011-11-22T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:23:41.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jauh</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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perjalanan yang agak jauh esok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hati rasa melonjak seronok tapi ada rasa gugup jugak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;semoga Allah permudahkan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;make du'a for us&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-3616214495062309754?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3616214495062309754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/jauh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3616214495062309754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3616214495062309754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/jauh.html' title='jauh'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5308356079607678271</id><published>2011-11-21T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:11:02.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey B, Y U NO A?</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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JObiQswj6ws/Tsp1CILEjcI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Ihkd5iAFn-A/s1600/monogram_1_b.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JObiQswj6ws/Tsp1CILEjcI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Ihkd5iAFn-A/s320/monogram_1_b.gif" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i saw B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a lot of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry MARA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just can't take it this quarter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just want you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i did study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i did my revision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i did everything i can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the A just won't come over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what should i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*bukan rezeki saya*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just hope you won't cut my allowance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*terasa mcm nk amek balik plak borang grad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what should i do, MARA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you won't send me home because some B's, right?*LOL*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still have 4 quarters left (winter, spring, summer, fall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some credits to finish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to go home as quick as i can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*with a hope that i don't need to pay back my million ringgit loan*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can still repeat them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still have time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and oh yeah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still haven't declare my minor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uh huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the professor is stinky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sbb dia x nk bg bonus point, bagi je la, cket je lagi kot*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next quarter is gonna be tougher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;viro,data,plant molec, marketing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*rasa mcm nk omit marketing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somehow i feel more motivated *ok, ini pelik. selalunya i am like (-_-") or (T-T)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoping for a better quarter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;may Allah ease everything for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: and well i guess, everything is making more sense now. i can see how Allah arrange my life, so perfectly beautiful. Alhamdulillah. at least my head a little lighter now *rasa mcm pnh dgar plak ayat ni* the answer for everything.. for everything i'd asked from Him. Subhanallah...how great He is...*my monolog, don't guess* i never felt this great before *can't stop saying subhanallah and alhamdulillah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am not ready yet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am happy because i got an A for exam 3 for EGR!!!alhamdulillah..*even i don't get an A for that course*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/304169918001105995-5308356079607678271?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5308356079607678271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-b-y-u-no.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5308356079607678271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5308356079607678271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-b-y-u-no.html' title='hey B, Y U NO A?'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JObiQswj6ws/Tsp1CILEjcI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Ihkd5iAFn-A/s72-c/monogram_1_b.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-733580185494284267</id><published>2011-11-16T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T23:12:41.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another half?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a friend ask me about marriage&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;F: Wani, what do you think about marriage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: Hah? *pura pura terkejut* i don't really think about it *tipunya!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;F: eleh..tell me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: what i think about marriage heh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to be honest, i never answer that question and left her without any answer. i can see question marks popping out from her head!*imagination yg beriya!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what do i think about marriage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;marriage is an important decision a person need to make at some point in his or her life. this is what i think about marriage. first of all, it is a sunnah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Narrated Anas bin Malik: A group of three men came to the houses of the wives of the Prophet asking how the Prophet worshipped (Allah), and when they were informed about that, they considered their worship insufficient and said, "Where are we from the Prophet as his past and future sins have been forgiven." Then one of them said, "I will offer the prayer throughout the night forever." The other said, "I will fast throughout the year and will not break my fast." The third said, "I will keep away from the women and will not marry forever." Allah's Apostle came to them and said, "Are you the same people who said so-and-so? By Allah, I am more submissive to Allah and more afraid of Him than you; yet I fast and break my fast, I do sleep and I also marry women. So he who does not follow my tradition in religion, is not from me (not one of my followers)." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;F: if you will get married, what kind of guy will you want to be your husband?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: *speechless*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is a must happen conversation when you are with your friends. that's kind of tough actually. you know what, if i only think about appearance, i may want someone like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8Tq6wYspjU/TsR27q5wjmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/uBvAXNn7-Ic/s1600/jaehee1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8Tq6wYspjU/TsR27q5wjmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/uBvAXNn7-Ic/s320/jaehee1.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jae hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;google courtesy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ah haaaa...if i am a guy that only look a person from what she looks like, to be my wife, i may want someone like her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/-gFsxbjxuO_k/TsR4CFXyvZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/uehDh1kwMmU/s1600/HanGaIn2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFsxbjxuO_k/TsR4CFXyvZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/uehDh1kwMmU/s320/HanGaIn2.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;han ga in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;google courtesy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well yeah, if and only if i look only at how a person look. how good looking you are never promise how happy your marriage life can be, right? i care a bit on how my spouse will look like, yeah, of course i want someone that i can stare at with love for the rest of my life, right? *menyenangkan mata yg memandang sudah lebih dari cukup*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it is enough with someone who thinks of marriage to complete half of his deen, to be a leader in family, to care and protect the family, the one who can guide, who can tolerate, who always a helping hand, who can love, and the one who always wanted to improve themselves for a better tomorrow. that will be good enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;F: when will you get married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: the question is getting tougher, sister. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'kalau ada jodoh, ada la tu'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when i was a small children, i never think a marriage is something important. sharing the rest of your life with someone that you may never think of. this is about sharing your LIFE not only foods, drinks, money, and other stuff. when i was 5 or 6, i was a really stubborn little girl. bukan setakat stubborn, tapi......don't need to talk about that. let say, i never think of having a life shared with someone else. Nay! i can survive by my own. who needs a guy?well, that's 5 or 6 years ago statement but now, what i want the most is a virtuous husband.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when will we get married? we never know but we can feel it when people around you are getting married and the only one left is you, then it's a call. macam ramai orang cakap, fokus dalam menjadi dan bukan mencari. tapi tak salah pun mencari, don't think of a girl finding a guy is a taboo. it is otherwise, an honorable act.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Narrated 'Abdullah: We were with the Prophet while we were young and had no wealth whatever. So Allah's Apostle said, "O young people! Whoever among you can marry, should marry, because it helps him lower his gaze and guard his modesty (i.e. his private parts from committing illegal sexual intercourse etc.), and whoever is not able to marry, should fast, as fasting diminishes his sexual power." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what most important now, is try to be a good muslimah, inshaAllah, 'he' will ask you one day to be a part of him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFqCKglSqe0/TsSH6aUybNI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TH5EkJgQDag/s1600/anak+solehah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFqCKglSqe0/TsSH6aUybNI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TH5EkJgQDag/s320/anak+solehah.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mari menjadi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prophet SAW said to Umar, "Shall I not inform you about the best treasure a man can hoard? It is a virtuous wife who fills him with joy whenever he looks at her"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i will left you with a quote which i think really sweet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;'A husband &amp;amp;his wife were standing in front of a mirror. The wife asked “what do you see?”. The husband smiled &amp;amp;said “the rest of my life”.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: it just crossed my mind lately, this issue..as it seems like everyone around me are getting married. wait, is it a 'call'? (-_-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-733580185494284267?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/733580185494284267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-half.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/733580185494284267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/733580185494284267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-half.html' title='another half?'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8Tq6wYspjU/TsR27q5wjmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/uBvAXNn7-Ic/s72-c/jaehee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4558748596005116851</id><published>2011-11-14T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:48:29.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'></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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/soalan-biochem.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4558748596005116851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4558748596005116851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/soalan-biochem.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/th_girl-008.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5206380158701471103</id><published>2011-11-12T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:16:39.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's your prayer..work for it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alhamdulillah, dalam kesibukan exam dapat jugak cari sedikit masa nak sampaikan satu benda kecil yang saya rasa bagi impak yang sangat besar dalam diri saya dan perkara yang saya rasa sangat penting untuk diri saya. i am going to take only 5 minutes (or less) from your precious time, well if you want to read this till the end. inshaAllah, i will keep it short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alhamdulillah, tadi ada bacaan yasin, dan tazkirah yang bagi saya sangat bermakna sebab i think about it recently as i kind of feel what i am doing, dari segi amal ibadah seperti angin lalu. saya melakukannya seperti badan dah baca tingkah laku yang patut saya buat seawal bngun pagi sehinggalah saya tarik selimut untuk tidur. sebagai contoh, jika kita mahu istiqamah dalam solat sunat dhuha. honestly, saya tak pernah baca atau belajar bagaimana cara untuk melakukannya dengan betul. berapa ramai antara kita yang bukak kitab untuk cari atau belajar cara untuk solat sunat istikharah, solat sunat dhuha, tahajjud dan lain2? kalau ditanyakan kepada saya, jujur saya jawab, saya tak pernah until recently, i read an article from Ustaz Hasrizal about solat istikharah dan pada masa itu barulah rasa tergerak untuk selak balik buku dan google cara or kaifiyat solat sunat. dan kalau boleh, belajar...belajar kaifiyat solat tersebut supaya kita faham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bila kita buat sesuatu amal tanpa ilmu, ibarat amal yang dilakukan itu kosong. tiada significant dalam hidup kita dan tiada hadirnya manis amal itu dalam hati. akhirnya, kita hanya melakukannya kerana gerak badan yang sudah terbiasa. contoh solat sunat dhuha tadi, pukul 9,10 pagi macam tu, automatically kita berwudhuk dan solat 2 rakaat tapi significant di sebalik amal itu tak terasa. lagi contoh, kalau bangun awal sebelum subuh, effortlessly kita bersuci, berwudhuk dan solat tahajjud tapi manisnya solat tahajjud itu tak terasa. kalau dulu buat solat tahajjud, boleh menangis kerana rasa syahdu dan hebatnya perasaan berdua dengan Allah pada masa itu. tetapi jika kita menetapkan amal itu sebagai rutin rasa cinta akan amal yang dilakukan itu hilang. jika dahulu ternanti nanti waktu 2/3 malam kerana rindukan suasana bersama Allah, suasana hening bertafakur, berdoa dan mengadu kepada Allah tetapi sekiranya amal yang dilakukan itu tanpa hadirnya roh terasa kosong dan sepi. rugi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;begitu juga dengan al mathurat juga istiqamah amal yang lain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;manisnya amal kalau disertakan rasa khusyuk. manisnya amal jika disertakan rasa ikhlas. kadang kadang rasa tak sabar, ternanti2 akan waktu itu. we can feel it, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;let's work for it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alhamdulillah kalau dah boleh istiqamah dalam amal. it's a really good job and mari selangkah lagi kita bertapak mendekati Allah dengan melakukan setiap amalan itu dengan hadirnya roh, hadirnya ikhlas, hadirnya kefahaman iaitu dengan cara mempelajari dan mendalami ilmu dalam amal yang kita lakukan, inshaAllah...it's your prayer! make it work, make it great..you are asking something from Allah..cuba kita fikir, kita solat dhuha tapi kita tak tau pun kenapa kita solat, kenapa kita bca certain surah, or certain doa, rasa rasa Allah nak bagi ke apa yang kita mintak tu? kalau kita mintak dekat mak duit seringgit, mak tanya nak beli apa tapi kita tak tau nak jawab apa sebab kita tak fikir lagi nak beli apa, rasa rasa mak nak bagi tak duit tu?apatah lagi kalau perkara yang melibatkan amal ibadah dan doa kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mari bermimpi untuk menjadi seperti Hafsah, isteri Rasulullah SAW yang hampir diceraikan baginda kerana Hafsah menukarkan khemahnya dengan khemah Aisyah sedang pada masa itu adalah giliran Aisyah bersama Rasulullah SAW. Rasulullah SAW marah dan hampir menceraikannya, tapi Allah melarang Rasulullah menceraikan Hafsah kerana Hafsah tidak pernah meninggalkan solat malam. hebat kan Hafsah?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tak salah letak target tinggi kan kalau dapat bagi motivasi untuk diri sendiri kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: berjuanglah sahabat sahabat. dan saya....saya tak nak menangis dah kerana exam. *exam pun nak nangis, ape la wani nie (^-^'')* all the best for final!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-5206380158701471103?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5206380158701471103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-your-prayerwork-for-it.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5206380158701471103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5206380158701471103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-your-prayerwork-for-it.html' title='it&apos;s your prayer..work for it!'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6879407506716951200</id><published>2011-11-08T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:11:54.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'></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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJLvhNFBjoc/TrnTFw9M7AI/AAAAAAAAAmY/e72naCYNnoA/s1600/Picnik+collage+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJLvhNFBjoc/TrnTFw9M7AI/AAAAAAAAAmY/e72naCYNnoA/s400/Picnik+collage+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i won't say anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just because&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't know how to respond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;istikharah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;may Allah shows the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spring's sprung earlier than it should be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/304169918001105995-6879407506716951200?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6879407506716951200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wont-say-anything-just-because-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6879407506716951200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6879407506716951200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wont-say-anything-just-because-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJLvhNFBjoc/TrnTFw9M7AI/AAAAAAAAAmY/e72naCYNnoA/s72-c/Picnik+collage+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4606706357979292834</id><published>2011-11-05T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T12:54:28.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pieces of....tale</title><content type='html'>i won't tell my mom to wait for me being home for my along wedding. i'll tell her..go with it, mom. it's a good thing and don't wait for me. jangan sampai kelambatan wani balik menjadikan sesuatu yang baik itu jadi buruk. wani kirim doa pun sampai jugak inshaAllah!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one after another&lt;br /&gt;they are getting married&lt;br /&gt;my beloved cousin turn is up next.&lt;br /&gt;i know, i can feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so excited&lt;br /&gt;super excited&lt;br /&gt;for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;we'll see what will happen in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: mom always ask me. i am speechless..(mom don't think of me as her baby girl anymore i guess) and oh, i've been given a task. Nabila, i'll do it for sure nie...=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-4606706357979292834?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4606706357979292834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/pieces-oftale.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4606706357979292834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4606706357979292834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/11/pieces-oftale.html' title='pieces of....tale'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1355085802570779808</id><published>2011-10-30T08:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T08:40:15.963-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>itik</title><content type='html'>model saya kali ini adalah itik..&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wqb7oCBa1I0/Tq1EGxwG3bI/AAAAAAAAAlg/j6Dh4N2cFZY/s1600/itik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wqb7oCBa1I0/Tq1EGxwG3bI/AAAAAAAAAlg/j6Dh4N2cFZY/s400/itik.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the itik suddenly came closer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbYc1NJ4A78/Tq1EMG7tswI/AAAAAAAAAlo/q3_wXzzyQ4c/s1600/itik2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbYc1NJ4A78/Tq1EMG7tswI/AAAAAAAAAlo/q3_wXzzyQ4c/s400/itik2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and closer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-FoJNui13EBM/Tq1EOzUVA9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/gpyvNQ_CZwU/s1600/itik3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoJNui13EBM/Tq1EOzUVA9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/gpyvNQ_CZwU/s400/itik3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;another itik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-tNdD0R2JHJo/Tq1E_RfwQdI/AAAAAAAAAl4/IT8PWHhhUPU/s1600/budak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNdD0R2JHJo/Tq1E_RfwQdI/AAAAAAAAAl4/IT8PWHhhUPU/s400/budak.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my anak sedara and she's not an 'itik'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/304169918001105995-1355085802570779808?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1355085802570779808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/itik.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1355085802570779808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1355085802570779808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/itik.html' title='itik'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wqb7oCBa1I0/Tq1EGxwG3bI/AAAAAAAAAlg/j6Dh4N2cFZY/s72-c/itik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3453306658593618633</id><published>2011-10-28T18:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:01:21.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-3453306658593618633?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3453306658593618633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/testing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3453306658593618633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3453306658593618633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-2023436682613815740</id><published>2011-10-27T08:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T08:19:53.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pernah makan biskut lemau? Biskut masuk angin? Selalunya kita makan biskut yang crunchy2 bunyi&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt; 'kruk krak'&lt;/span&gt; tu je kan tapi bila biskut dah lemau, pandang pun tidak, walaupun biskut yang lemau tu biskut &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Oreo&lt;/span&gt; atau &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Chipsmore&lt;/span&gt;. Apa yang nak dibahaskan dengan biskut lemau ni? Cuba kita bayangkan peribadi sekeping biskut yang segar *peribadi.....biskut??* Biskut yang segar sedap dimakan, ada bunyi macam tadi, rasa nak telan sampai licin even dah kenyang *bagi penggemar biskut*, sentiasa dibawa, dan boleh cecah dengan air milo. Tapi kalau biskut lemau selalunya, kita buang je, kalau simpan pun orang dah tak nak makan, mungkin ada la jugak orang orang yang rasa membazir kalau buang tu pun dia gagahkan jugak makan biskut lemau ni.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita, saya berjumpa dengan seorang sister masa dekat surau, so, sis cakap, "Wani, akak dah lemau". Pada awalnya saya terpinga pinga. Lemau?? Then, saya balas balik, "Akak, wani dari minggu lepas lagi dah lemau"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maksudnya kat sini, dari minggu lepas lagi dah bermacam2 benda jadi membuatkan saya seperti biskut lemau. Penat dari segi fizikal, lemah dari segi mental, dan segalanya. Tapi apa yang penting, alhamdulillah, kaki, tubuh ni masih mampu solat dan doa. itulah senjata manusia lemau.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yang bahayanya menjadi manusia lemau adalah, saya tend untuk buat benda benda yang tak patut saya buat. Kadang kadang rasa geram, rasa tak terjaga sikit dari pelbagai segi, orang kata tend untuk buat sesuatu yang agak menyimpang dari manusia yang crunchy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kadang kadang saya rasa *and tahu*, I still have a long way to go. To improve myself, it is like a thousand miles of journey. Looking at the other sisters, they can still smile even they are in pain, and it makes me envy them so much. I should try smile often. *erk?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;a smile can change a life&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bahayanya menjadi manusia lemau ni, syaitan mcam dekat je dengan kita, membisik bisik. Memang masa masa macam ni lah, syaitan tu dekat dengan anak Adam ni. Masa masa lemau ni lah, dia ajak kita buat benda benda yang konon-kononnya untuk hilangkan lemau. Contohnya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a) Alaaa, kau ni relax relax la dulu. Cuba kau bukak eastanime.com tgok &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;One Piece&lt;/span&gt; baru dah kuar kot!*coool!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;b) Weyh, weyh lama tak main&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Angry Bird &lt;/span&gt;kat chrome. Best kot, kau ingat tak dulu kau ada tak complete satu stage lagi. Geram kot tengok haiwan kaler hijau tue.*Tembak2!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;c) Jom makan sama2..Sampai kenyang gila! Then mesti kau rasa relax.*hoyeah!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;d) Lama kau tak sembang dengan mamat tu, alaaaa, tnya khabar je. Bukannya apa pun. *cis*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e) Eh, kau nak buat apa tue? Solat? Beb, awal lagi la. Baru je masuk Asar. Bagi la Asar tu panas sikit baru kau solat, tido dulu beb. Chill, kau mesti bngun pnya untuk solat. Lambat sikit apa salah kan?*double cis*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, benda benda macam ni memang terjadi dalam kehidupan manusia lemau. Ikhtilat berlebihan boleh terjadi, makan lebih, main lebih, tgok anime lebih, solat pun boleh lambat. Astaghfirullah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cuba bayangkan, boleh hilang ke lemau tue? Sedang biskut yang lemau pun kita buang, takkan sikap lemau ni kita nak simpan bagi jadi lemau ye dak? Maknanya, sifat lemau ni, tak boleh di-crunchy-kan balik dengan aktiviti aktiviti di atas. Sebaliknya, kita buang rasa lemau tue, kita ambil wudhuk, kita solat sunat, dekatkan diri dengan Allah, baca al quran, hafal surah, bangun malam, solat sunat dhuha dan sebagainya inshaAllah, kita akan rasa bertenaga semula. Lemau bukan alasan untuk kita jauh dari Allah. Lemau bukan alasan untuk kita take a break from istiqamah amal kita.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, manusia manusia lemau *dekat final exam ni*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marilah kita &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;buang yang lemau, amek yang crunchy&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wishing you guys the very best of luck for final!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gambatte-ne, minna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-2023436682613815740?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2023436682613815740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/lemau.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2023436682613815740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2023436682613815740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/lemau.html' title='Lemau'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-7432428245584235962</id><published>2011-10-25T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:56:06.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthily Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; color: black; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i've tried hard enough not to cry but i guess i just can't help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the tears just came out effortlessly even i didn't want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i guess this is what we call a transition from a girl to a lady (or it is the other way back?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i got bad result for my exam and what makes me feel really sad is that i know the material but i don't understand the question&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;feeling like a loser&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a friend told me, it may not be your luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i even accepted it already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;but the tears just came out like a broken pipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i just can't help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i don't want to cry but that's what i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i guess it may be my way to cope with the situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(it may be my defensive mechanism..crying??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;maybe crying makes me feel stronger and makes me feel more comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;maybe crying makes me feel like my dad is hugging me and told me everything is going to be alright, like he always did (i'm a spoiled brat, i know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yeah, i feel good now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;crying can burn calories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(that's maybe why girls always cry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;then, we eat ice cream and gain twice as much as the calories that we just loss.. (-_-")&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/304169918001105995-7432428245584235962?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7432428245584235962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/worthily-tears.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7432428245584235962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7432428245584235962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/worthily-tears.html' title='Worthily Tears'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-250942555524966269</id><published>2011-10-25T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:10:10.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad used to make me a cup of coffee when I was studying or decided to burn the midnight oil.&lt;br /&gt;He knew that I will never want to make one myself&lt;br /&gt;"I don't even have time to yawn, dad. Well, who's coffee is the best?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, he's the one who will make coffee and buy 'jajan' for father-daughter football night.&lt;br /&gt;*and Mom never know..She'll get jealous if she know this..haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss both of them!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-250942555524966269?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/250942555524966269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/dad-used-to-make-me-cup-of-coffee-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/250942555524966269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/250942555524966269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/dad-used-to-make-me-cup-of-coffee-when.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6508664101191520654</id><published>2011-10-22T02:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T02:15:34.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so I've done with my 3 killer exams this week. *Exhausted*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lepas exam Cell Phys *menangis baca artikel sejuta!* terus balik pengsan sampai 4 jam and that is why I am still awake at this time. *wani, sila tido!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so, we had a game just now. Dodgeball! *main dengan beriya sampai jatuh2 nak amek bola punya pasal* This is my second time playing this game. Last time, I haven't got a chance because I was busy being a referee. Payback time this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've just finished updating the new blog from the sisters circle! Hoyeah! Finally we made ourselves this cute, informative blog for sharing. If you have some time, do check it out. We don't have much things yet on the blog but we will later, inshaAllah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;here's the link&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mahabbahsisters.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mahabbah Sisters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dah lama tak update blog nie, sebab sibuk *menghias rumah* (^_^")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but I do update my tumblr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skira.tumblr.com/"&gt;pictures of hear&lt;/a&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tumblr ni best untuk gambar, quick updates, notes...not much, it easy, quick and i don't have to think much to reblog things from tumblr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*idea kering nak tulis dalam blog ni, baru kerah tulis dalam mahabbah sisters blog*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i will sometimes..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-6508664101191520654?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6508664101191520654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6508664101191520654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6508664101191520654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5755052160642987274</id><published>2011-10-16T19:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:33:38.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>****</title><content type='html'>blog layout yg sgt tak mature..&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/304169918001105995-5755052160642987274?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5755052160642987274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5755052160642987274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5755052160642987274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_16.html' title='****'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5620445978044687580</id><published>2011-10-15T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T09:42:41.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(~_~")</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 exams this week&lt;br /&gt;Rabu, Khamis, Jumaat&lt;br /&gt;Eukaryotic Gene Regulation, Biochemistry, Cell Physiology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(semua subject quarter ni killer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/girl-emoticon/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/girl-006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dugaan exam..&lt;br /&gt;My new housemate really burned the midnight oil for her exam. Slept at 9 and woke up at 2 am and study till fajr.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what..her schedule had affected me too..I slept at 12 and woke up at 5 before this but now..sleep at 9/10 then woke up at 2/3am.. i kinda like it that way actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/girl-emoticon/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/girl-010.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a quick post with cute emoticon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine shared an article about spread the salaam just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inter-islam.org/RightsDuties/slm.htm#Duty"&gt;salaam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do click above to read..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://0.gvt0.com/vi/F53vBo37juQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F53vBo37juQ&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/F53vBo37juQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suka sgt lagu nie..sebab mcam bagi semangat. ujian itu lumrah kehidupan..jika kita gagal atau kalah, kembalilah pada yang kuasa, redha dan hadapi dengan sabar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yosh, come what may. exam pasti ku tempuh! (oke, serius nak gelak..tapi yosh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/girl-emoticon/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/girl-004.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-5620445978044687580?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5620445978044687580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5620445978044687580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5620445978044687580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='(~_~&quot;)'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/th_girl-006.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-7907657822049668371</id><published>2011-10-11T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:36:07.213-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buku fikrah'/><title type='text'>Pemisah Haq dan Batil</title><content type='html'>"Jarak antara yang haq dan batil itu hanya dipisahkan oleh garis pemisah yang sangat tipis, garis pemisah yang sederhana antara kedua sisinya, dan berpindah dari satu sisi ke sisi yang lainnya hanya memerlukan suatu kesedaran dan langkah yang sederhana"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dr. Muhammad Sa'id Ramadhan al-Buthy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Risalah untuk Wanita Mukminah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dunia ibarat milk shake Strawberry Cheesecake Bens and Jerry. Sedap, enak, manis, tapi jika berlebihan ais krimnya boleh menyakitkan tekak, sejuk, batuk2 (dan kegemukan). Oleh itu, ambil nikmat ais krim jnganlah berlebihan.(Ambil nikmat dunia janganlah berlebihan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(konon2nya nak buat analogi dunia dan milk shake..setuju?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Risalah untuk Wanita Mukminah bahan bacaan yang menarik, informatif, tapi tak faham sangat sebab dalam bahasa Indonesia. Merungkai kisah2 kehidupan seorang wanita dalam bab pemakaian, pergaulan dan salah tanggapan wanita muslimah tentang perkara seperti menutup aurat. Menyingkap kisah hati pandangan seorang lelaki terhadap seorang wanita (aiseh) Nak tahu lebih lanjut, baca la ea. Kat surau RIT..(esok, saya hantar balik..=P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-7907657822049668371?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7907657822049668371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/pemisah-haq-dan-batil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7907657822049668371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7907657822049668371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/pemisah-haq-dan-batil.html' title='Pemisah Haq dan Batil'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5308700663909088059</id><published>2011-10-09T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:08:29.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Every soul shall have taste of death; In the end to us shall ye be brought back [29:57]</title><content type='html'>innalillahiwainnailaihirajiun&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al-Fatihah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sesungguhnya setiap yang hidup pasti akan merasai mati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semoga Allah tempatkan arwah bersama orang orang yang beriman dan beramal soleh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We never got a chance to really know each other didn't we? Even you were my great grandfather, because of distance created between us, and as the time flies and passed by..the relationship never expand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We never appreciate something until we lose it, didn't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may Allah bless you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may Allah bless you too akh Jalal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a great loss knowing you were no longer here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this field of dakwah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At such a young age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never really got to know you too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the things that I remember and know about you, was your effort&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I never know too it is going to be my last meeting with you at that moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya Allah, rahmatilah mereka..tempatkanlah mereka dalam kalangan orang yang beriman dan beramal soleh dan semoga doa orang mukmin sentiasa bersama mereka..ameen&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/304169918001105995-5308700663909088059?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5308700663909088059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/every-soul-shall-have-taste-of-death-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5308700663909088059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5308700663909088059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/every-soul-shall-have-taste-of-death-in.html' title='Every soul shall have taste of death; In the end to us shall ye be brought back [29:57]'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-2566432411897752185</id><published>2011-10-08T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:51:58.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soothing'/><title type='text'>soothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://3.gvt0.com/vi/CQv2j3THp48/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CQv2j3THp48&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/CQv2j3THp48&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a great piece by Yiruma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i love listening but i don't know how to play any musical instrument.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my mind doesn't develop for that i guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;people playing piano, guitar are actually creative, i read it somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's hard to start playing it..i know because i'd tried once, and i guess i failed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(dengar lagu yang tak ada orang nyanyi lagi best sebab tak kacau study, kalau tak i'll sing along)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-2566432411897752185?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2566432411897752185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/soothing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2566432411897752185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2566432411897752185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/soothing.html' title='soothing'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-800459277637883075</id><published>2011-10-08T09:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T09:44:30.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Asy Syifaa'</title><content type='html'>Asy Syifaa' yang bermaksud penawar, Al Quran adalah penawar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maka sesungguhnya bersama kesulitan itu ada kemudahan"&lt;br /&gt;"Sesungghnya bersama kesulitan itu ada kemudahan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diwajibkan atas kamu berperang, padahal itu tidak menyenangkan bagimu. Tetapi boleh jadi kamu tidak menyenangi sesuatu, padahal itu baik bagimu, dan boleh jadi kamu menyukai sesuatu, padahal itu tidak baik bagimu. Allah mengetahui, sedang kamu tidak mengetahui"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:216&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dan janganlah kamu merasa lemah, dan janganlah pula bersedih hati, sebab kamu paling tinggi darjatnya jika kamu orang yang beriman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:139&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SG6ZrxGUTH4/TpBTegSP8ZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FJIWSIDyFmQ/s1600/hijabi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SG6ZrxGUTH4/TpBTegSP8ZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FJIWSIDyFmQ/s400/hijabi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gambar ni macam comel..(tak dak kaitan pun..haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when everyone looks the same..best kot...no need guessing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-800459277637883075?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/800459277637883075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/asy-syifaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/800459277637883075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/800459277637883075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/asy-syifaa.html' title='Asy Syifaa&apos;'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SG6ZrxGUTH4/TpBTegSP8ZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FJIWSIDyFmQ/s72-c/hijabi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8167387588562103826</id><published>2011-10-04T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:10:01.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kucing</title><content type='html'>when i am upset about something i'll call my mom and ask her about my cat&lt;br /&gt;it'll surely cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;i miss my cat..&lt;br /&gt;i miss hugging and cuddling with this creature&lt;br /&gt;i miss everything about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kitten is also doing well..makan nasik with his mom and being a really naughty kitten and playing a lot too..i miss both of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XX1JP5HEYH0/Tou6tKx_PdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/J5SNciORSZo/s1600/IMG_0201%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XX1JP5HEYH0/Tou6tKx_PdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/J5SNciORSZo/s400/IMG_0201%255B1%255D.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mamamaneh (i called her Mamamaneh instead of Maneh after she became a mom) and the baby-cat (not shown in the picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8167387588562103826?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8167387588562103826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/kucing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8167387588562103826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8167387588562103826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/kucing.html' title='kucing'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XX1JP5HEYH0/Tou6tKx_PdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/J5SNciORSZo/s72-c/IMG_0201%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6336830634366575831</id><published>2011-10-03T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:56:56.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversation'/><title type='text'>One Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jamuan raya lalu kelibat manusia manusia Melayu berpakaian serba lengkap ke-Melayuannya, lelaki berbaju Melayu serta lengkap bersampin (betul ka eja ni) dan perempuan lengkap berbaju kurung, bertudung pelbagai gaya menaik perhatian penduduk bumi RIT untuk bersapa dan bertanya siapakah gerangan manusia yang berpakaian janggal di mata mereka. Sedang duduk2 menunggu dijemput dan dipersilakan dengan hormatnya masuk ke dalam dewan makan untuk menjamu pelbagai juadah raya (tapi tak dijemput dengan hormatnya pun, masuk dek ja) seorang lelaki asing bersama rakannya mendekati saya dan rakan saya yang sedang duduk bercerita betapa laparnya kami pada masa itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pertemuan yang agak janggal antara kedua dua pihak menimbulkan rasa "Eh, apahal ni?" di hati. Yang menarik perhatian saya adalah cara mereka bertegur dengan kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: Hi...One Allah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: Hi, I'm (lupa dah nama) Do you have any event now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sambil menghulurkan tangan untuk bersalam. Ish, salah tingkah. Nak sambut salam atau tidak? Ya Allah...rasa berat dan terkedu..Tangan yang dihulur sepi akhirnya disambut dengan terpaksa. Terasa pipi bersemu merah, hangat. Teringan pesan Kak Tya, "Kalau ada yang menghulur tangan untuk bersalam, sambut dan anggaplah sebagai untuk menjaga air muka pihak yang menghulurkan salam tapi kalau kuat cakaplah tak boleh," Dalam hati menjerit, "Ya Allah, sesungguhnya aku tidak tahu jika dia yang dihadapanku ini tidak mengerti agama atau sengaja mahu menduga, namun ya Allah, ampunkanlah aku.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Yeah, we have eid celebration now. It's a celebration after a month fasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: Owh, so this is a religion celebration?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Yeah..(senyum kelat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setelah bersembang serba sedikit tentang diri masing2, tempat tinggal dan negara, akhirnya kami ke perbincangan yang lebih serius (hmm..??) Rupa rupanya, dia adalah pelajar NTID. Dari gaya bahasanya, agak kurang jelas pertuturannya, tapi masih mudah difahami (baru nk try guna finger spelling tapi dah bnyak lupa huruf =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: What do you think about 2012?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pada mulanya kurang jelas. Ada apa dengan 2012? Baru terfikir pasal movie 2012 ura ura pasal 'end of world'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: For me, world destruction is something certain. The world will end one day and it doesn't matter when. We just need to prepare ourselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, I am agree with you. What's most important is faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mulanya agak terkejut sebab dia cakap pasal faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: For us Muslim, what most important is to keep our faith. Whatever happens, keep our faith strong and we do strongly believe that. I am sorry if I am asking too much, but what is your religion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya tak bermaksud untuk bertanya hal peribadi tapi rasanya tak salah sebab pada awalnya pun saya dah kenalkan diri saya sebagai seorang muslim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: Owh, it's okay. I am actually not really into religion. My mom is catholic and I have a few relatives in Guatemala who are Muslim and I am still in between. I read both Quran and Bible and I compare those two.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: *speechless*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: I know a little bit of your religion. What is the difference that you feel about being a Muslim with other religion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Owh, (susun ayat nak cakap dengan dia ni..takut tersalah cakap, dahla english tunggang langgang..) I would say, relationship between men and women. (Ok, inilah masanya untuk cakap yang sebenarnya tak boleh salam dengan lelaki..) Muslim women can't shake hand with other guy actually except for her family, husband, small children... (trying to come out with the simplest example I can) Like before, I actually can't shake hand with you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: Owh, I am sorry. I don't really know about it and I am so sorry again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: It's okay. In Islam, we do really respect each other and this respect is shown through barriers put in the relationships between men and women. And there's of course a lot of other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: Owh, I see. I really like reading the Quran and the verses are beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: (apa nak cakap ni?) *smile*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: There's a movie about what will you do before you die? It's about an old man who'd suffer from cancer. and you know what he wanted to do most before he die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Oh yeah? I'd never watched that. What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: He want to do all sort of things that he can't do when he is sick. Don't you want to do the same? Before 2012? (giggles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Haha..I don't really think much about that. But there is always one thing that I'll do now and always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: What? Owh, I know. Keep your faith. That's what Muslim always have to do, right? It is in the Quran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: (Dalam hati, agak terkedu..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya Allah, dia yang bukan Islam ini dapat memahami walau sedikit dari ayat ayatMu, sedang kami yang dilahirkan atas nama Islam ini?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2:257&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Allah pelindung orang yang beriman. Dia mengeluarkan mereka dari kegelapan kepada cahaya (iman). Dan orang orang yang kafir, pelindung pelindungnya adalah syaitan, yang menegluarkan mereka dari cahaya kepada kegelapan. Mereka adalah penghuni neraka dan mereka kekal di dalamnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3:139&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Janganlah kamu merasa lemah dan janganlah pula bersedih hati, sebab kamu paling tinggi darjatnya, jika kamu orang yang beriman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a really nice long conversation and I am happy to know what some people may think of us as Muslim. (and well, I am a bit upset because I am still not strong enough to say something like,"I am sorry. I can't shake hand with you. I am a muslim." I did it before but I just feel this time it is a kind of different and makes me like 'teragak2'. But, I think this conversation may not happened if I am too 'cold' in the beginning. I really hope after this I am becoming stronger and protect what's mine as mine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: sebenarnya agak sedih. when you know you studied hard and the result is still not yours. I was pretty upset but I'm trying to be strong. I know I'd learn much and Allah knows too. It's may not my turn now to get a good result. I just hope that grade is not what people will see in the future. All A's no understanding is like 'HUH??' right? I hope that when I learn, I understand and I can apply. Berterabur English Melayu. *pening*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-6336830634366575831?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6336830634366575831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-allah.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6336830634366575831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6336830634366575831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-allah.html' title='One Allah'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-7567800249476595876</id><published>2011-09-30T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:27:28.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The number 11 house</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baru dapat rasa weekend lepas 2 minggu yang menyesakkan kepala. Traffic dalam otak yang sesak tapi alhamdulillah belum jam lagi. So, last 2 weeks, I'd just finished 3 exams (say Alhamdulillah..yayyyyyyyy!) and a few more to go after a week break from any exam. Oh well, this is our life at RIT. Exam all quarter. I took 4 subjects this quarter, Eukaryotic Gene Regulation, Biochemistry, Organizational Behavior, and Cell Physiology. Calculating days to go home actually, I want to finish this hectic final year of me being an RIT student (inshaAllah..please, pray for me!) and graduate and thinking about what to do next. I'd promised to tell you guys about my new house and how my life had going on since I was back in Rochester. So, I moved again. From a mile distance to another mile distance from others (Well, we never stay close to other Malaysians, and I don't know why?) I always like a town house like this with a big tree in front of my house, so I can always stare at it, watching the leaves fall down in autumn, no leaves at all in winter, green environment in spring, and hot nice weather in summer. We don't have much furniture but I kinda like it that way. It looks neat and tidy that way and give more space. We have a small television box on the living room and one single couch(which I argued to get it back after a senior tried to steal it..lol..peace 'senior') and lots of picture frames from last year furniture give away. After all, I am happy with my tiny little house *berbunga2*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We walk to school which I really like it but I don't know how much I will when the snow start to fall down in winter. My path to school is always great. Red roses planted along the way from Riverknoll to Global Village always cheer me up. *I was caught one day by a guy while trying to smell the roses..malu* The rose's petals had now started to fall down, so do the leaves. I was planning to capture some pictures but I always forgot to bring my camera. Oh well, I only use a simple phone that can only text and call unlike others who use the smartphone *ehem* (tunggu kaya sikit baru beli kot..=P)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish to tell more but I guess this is it for now. InshaAllah, when I get something good to talk about, I will write again. So, have a great weekend. *I wish mine is fabulous. Already smell the nasi kerabu, mee soto and delicious lunch and dinner. And oh, sleepover too*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*ignore the grammar..I know it's bad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-7567800249476595876?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7567800249476595876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/number-11-house.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7567800249476595876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7567800249476595876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/number-11-house.html' title='The number 11 house'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8029100045308613118</id><published>2011-09-27T21:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:39:32.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>i changed my blog template just now..&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;saja nak try kot?&lt;br /&gt;(-_-")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5823217635538967380</id><published>2011-09-26T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T18:54:11.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>almost all the time</title><content type='html'>ya Allah..sabar je la dgn exam yang kadang2 sangat mencabar diri&lt;div&gt;exam yang kadang kadang boleh buat kita rasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak puas hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rasa dah usaha tapi still tak dapat jawab?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah korbankan masa berjalan dan stay kat rumah semata mata untuk study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kadang2 boleh buat korang rasa hilang sabar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa tu datanglah berbisik2 suara cakap dunia ni tak adil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;korang dah usaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi result korang macam hampeh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS NOT FAIR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bukan setakat korang rasa macam tu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku pun selalu kot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solution??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solution 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ikhlaskan la hati dalam belajar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(cakap senang, nak buat susah kot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ikhlas bukan di bibir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi antara diri dan Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mulut cakap ikhlas belajar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau result teruk kau down, frustrated, kutuk2, marah2, (tumbuk dinding??erkkk?), sedih bagai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ikhlas ke tu?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so apa korang nak buat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solution 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah marah bagai, kutuk prof baru kau cakap sabar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(oke, penah buat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solution 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT TO DO WEYH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lupakan saja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak boleh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sampai mimpi kang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;istighfar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;istighfar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;istighfar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it works for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mula mula lepas exam happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pastu mula terfikir "aku jawab apa tadi ea"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dengar pulak kawan2 tnya "kau, num sekian2 kau jwab apa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mula fikir lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, dah down tak nak masuk kelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(dah rugi satu subjek kau tak dapat fokus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;balik rumah rasa nak bising2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE ........(isi dengan perkataan yang sopan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, masa ni istighfar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;berserah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tawakkal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;usaha sudah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jawab pun sudah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doa! doa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan terus berdoa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muhasabah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DO IT AGAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOCUS FOR OTHER SUBJECT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas tu korang masak sedap2, makan, treat yourself with a big scope of ice cream (tipu, ber-scope2 sebenarnya), try bukak buku BIOCHEM...(haha, exam esok biochem kot)..study..kalau tak boleh jugak mandi, solat, malam baru study..(mmg tawakal habes la nie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;istighfar IS THE BEST solution for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alhamdulillah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya seorang yang cepat naik angin actually...hmmmm, betul..so tahun ni saya harap saya dapat kurangkan sikap cepat naik angin tue..kat rumah masa balik haritu, saya buat kira2 berapa kali saya marah..saya dah tak marah bila adik tak basuh pinggan lepas makan. saya dah tak marah bila adik tak kemas tempat tido (saya cuma suruh dia kemas je), saya tak marah bila kena sapu rumah, saya tak marah bila adik saya rembat perfume saya, saya tak marah bila adik saya rembat baju saya, tapi ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya MARAH kalau adik saya rembat baju MU saya..lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSV9G77c9iw/ToECKBpCetI/AAAAAAAAAYc/iZVMghpHZeg/s1600/download.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSV9G77c9iw/ToECKBpCetI/AAAAAAAAAYc/iZVMghpHZeg/s400/download.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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time'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSV9G77c9iw/ToECKBpCetI/AAAAAAAAAYc/iZVMghpHZeg/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1797707013038129450</id><published>2011-09-20T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:36:48.799-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answer'/><title type='text'>something</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may explains everything a person feel&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;it may not&lt;br /&gt;and will remain silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may ask for more&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;it may keep what inside as inside&lt;br /&gt;and never reveal it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may hurt&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;it may delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a safe option&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;an exposure for more troubles ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many things can describe&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt; Something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt; Something&lt;/span&gt; is not just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Thing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGzYuiYicmE/Tnjy585u14I/AAAAAAAAAYU/Fw7SIrldgo0/s1600/lovely.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGzYuiYicmE/Tnjy585u14I/AAAAAAAAAYU/Fw7SIrldgo0/s400/lovely.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;picture taken last spring...at Racquet Club..memories...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: tiba2 sangatlah teringin nak makan laksa! laksa penang/kedah/teluk kechai/kuah asam..masam2 sikit..best2!ikan apa ada kat sini yg boleh dibuat laksa selain ikan sardin? *i don't know how to respond to the question..hope this will do*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/304169918001105995-1797707013038129450?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1797707013038129450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/something.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1797707013038129450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1797707013038129450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/something.html' title='something'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGzYuiYicmE/Tnjy585u14I/AAAAAAAAAYU/Fw7SIrldgo0/s72-c/lovely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-2323388511076417649</id><published>2011-09-16T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T08:18:26.769-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick post'/><title type='text'>put a step ahead</title><content type='html'>saya merasakan satu tanggungjawab yang sangat besar diletakkan di atas bahu saya yang kecil ni (eh?). menyedari apa yang pernah saya buat bukanlah satu benda yang boleh saya tinggalkan sesuka hati. susah nak istiqamah. how to put this in words eh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything that happens is like asking me to do more and to improve myself more than what i am now. there are holes here and there and i can't find the right time to patch all the holes at one time. i have to do it one by one and do it right. it is not something we call burden. it is a learning outcome which is a change in behavior that we get through experience and knowledge. i learn and i hope to apply it but it takes time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i'm lacking here and there and to hope people will listen to me without any back stabbing saying is like waiting a diamond ring to be landed on my hand (heh?) sometimes i wish i had married, settled down and i don't have to think about feelings toward anyone. tedious right? it's fitrah but also the most dangerous one. it is not wrong to have such feeling but it is important to be able to control it so that the true love will never fade away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(tiba tiba lagu 'You Got Me' Colbie Caillat terngiang ngiang di telinga)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, let's move on. do your best. it's your responsibility now. walk with it. put a step ahead to make a change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s; i guess people is like huh? when reading this. yeah, what am i talking about? just a self reflection toward things that happened lately. my eyes hurt, watery and red when i don't wear my glasses. is this normal for people who wear glasses? i only want to wear it while studying or in class. i don't want to wear it all the time. some people already said that i look like a mak cik with this glasses.&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/-Q_6dmoLmHR8/TnM9-MSL8yI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ZGfFQRSg9wQ/s1600/1163882_125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_6dmoLmHR8/TnM9-MSL8yI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ZGfFQRSg9wQ/s200/1163882_125.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hope i don't look like this..huh&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/304169918001105995-2323388511076417649?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2323388511076417649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/put-step-ahead.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2323388511076417649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2323388511076417649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/put-step-ahead.html' title='put a step ahead'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_6dmoLmHR8/TnM9-MSL8yI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ZGfFQRSg9wQ/s72-c/1163882_125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5842529098743324153</id><published>2011-09-11T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:07:44.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>tattletale</title><content type='html'>sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;i get a bit jealous over something that is unnecessary to be jealous about&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;what can i say...&lt;br /&gt;a man can never be success by being another man, right?&lt;br /&gt;try not to be a fraction of others and try hard not to pretend being others&lt;br /&gt;you are you&lt;br /&gt;me is me&lt;br /&gt;it is not that hard i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, what am i talking here?&lt;br /&gt;(hey, i am not the tattletale here..hmmm...sort of..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one quote to share today is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Try hard to please Him before him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got what it means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i lost interest in making connection with others lately, owh it's actually starting today. heart broken!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-5842529098743324153?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5842529098743324153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/tattletale.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5842529098743324153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5842529098743324153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/tattletale.html' title='tattletale'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-329907653926596045</id><published>2011-09-09T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T18:47:00.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ding dong hit the bell</title><content type='html'>it's been a tiring 4 days since i was back in Rochester last Tuesday. haven't found enough time to write in this blog, and i don't have any internet connection at my apartment (it takes time to have one for a new on campus house). I found &amp;nbsp;it's hard to write in English after a month and half establishing my existence in Malaysia.haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want to talk more about the new house and other stuff but i have a very limited time now. i will write about it sometimes later. just drop by, to say hi and wanted to tell you guys that i am still exist..=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have to go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tonnes of homework and online lectures need my attention...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;selamat hari raya adidilfitri, maaf zahir dan batin&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/304169918001105995-329907653926596045?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/329907653926596045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/ding-dong-hit-bell.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/329907653926596045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/329907653926596045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/09/ding-dong-hit-bell.html' title='ding dong hit the bell'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1683008543586831433</id><published>2011-08-17T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:16:56.773-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comel'/><title type='text'>cuteness</title><content type='html'>Hari ni saya bersama 5 orang budak comel yang berumur 10 tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Adik 1: Akak2, akak belajar dekat USA ea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Akak: hihi..haah..(senyum lebar2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Adik 2: best tak duduk USA kak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Akak: hmmmmm...best la jugak..nak pegi USA ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Adik 1: teringin jugak nak pegi. akak, kat sana ada salji kan? sejuk tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Akak: ada2..sejuk sangat..kena pakai tebal2..kalau adik2 nak pegi sana, kena belajar rajin2. jangan malas2 tau. jom2 sambung belajar. nanti kita sembang2 lagi pasal USA k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Adik 1,2,3,4,5: ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my first time teaching small children which I think really challenging. they are asking too much, wondering too much, wandering around too much, talking too much, and playing too much too. Hey, but I love being with them. they knew what they were doing, happy when I gave them homework, playing when I am not around, gossiping about cute boys in their class. what I can do, just smile and pretend to be a kind sister. (haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reminiscing old memories from primary school. Oh my goodness, I can't even imagine who am I when I was in standard 1,2,3,4,5,and 6. I was funny, loud, hyperactive little girl. Yeah, I was so little and fierce like a lioness too. Hey, I was a prefect in my old days, what can you expect. I participated in almost every competition at my school and every teacher got to know me. Old days huh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything changed when I entered my secondary and high school life. I was a bit shy to talk to people and I spent most of my time studying. haha. I used to be a nerd and it took me almost a year to know the name of every single person in my class. I laughed when I remembered those days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Talking about cuteness.. I think this is cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUhJuhxp7Pw/Tkvlg-bVE2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/wIvUeGb5ssE/s1600/wani+avatar.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUhJuhxp7Pw/Tkvlg-bVE2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/wIvUeGb5ssE/s1600/wani+avatar.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Does this looks like me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, I am&amp;nbsp;bespectacled...again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought that I don't need to wear glasses anymore when I felt my eyesight was getting better. But I was wrong. The doctor said, I must wear glasses because my eyesight will never get better once it's 'damage'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to the doctor to check on my blood pressure because I always having headache, and sometimes it makes me feel like fainted. My blood pressure was low, I was forced to take supplement to get better. I am getting better! No worries anymore. I just need to take the medication for 2 months, doing exercises and inshaAllah I'll be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Ramadhan beloved reader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One quote I want to share tonight is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;"Kita bertemu kerana Allah dan berpisah juga adalah kerana Allah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-1683008543586831433?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1683008543586831433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/08/cuteness.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1683008543586831433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1683008543586831433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/08/cuteness.html' title='cuteness'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUhJuhxp7Pw/Tkvlg-bVE2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/wIvUeGb5ssE/s72-c/wani+avatar.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4861449031905072157</id><published>2011-08-16T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:15:49.573-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinta'/><title type='text'>cintaNya yang maha luas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;reading the latest post from &lt;a href="http://masafzal.blogspot.com/2011/07/allah-certainly-has-unique-ways-to-show.html"&gt;Not The Primrose Path&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by mama Afzal made me feel a bit sensitive tonight plus i just finished reading a 'love' novel titled Wasilah Cinta Weera. Heh? this is my first time reading a malay novel since i was in form 5 i guess. i am not a big fan of novel, well said. hey, but i read several indonesian novels; Ketika Cinta Bertasbih 1 and 2, and Ayat ayat Cinta. well reading the novel is more satisfying than watching the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;"Dan di antara tanda tanda kekuasaan-Nya ialah Dia menciptakan untukmu isteri isteri dari jenismu sendiri, supaya kamu cenderung dan berasa tenteram kepadanya, dan dijadikan-Nya dia antaramu rasa kasih dan sayang, Sesungguhnya pada yang demikian itu benar-benar terdapat tanda bagi kaum yang berfikir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;ar-rum:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-9jala66HJ-8/TkqXn7LPhOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5d6QKjXTzGg/s1600/ichliebedich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9jala66HJ-8/TkqXn7LPhOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5d6QKjXTzGg/s320/ichliebedich.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Novel karya Rose Harissa ini mengisahkan bagaimana satu hubungan percintaan sesama saudara seislam disalah ertikan terutamanya apabila yang meluahkan kasih sayang serta cinta itu adalah lelaki dengan lelaki. penulis ingin memadamkan fikiran jumud segelintir golongan dalam masyarakat yang beranggapan negatif mengenai perhubungan akrab dua orang lelaki yang bercinta kerana Allah. ya, kalau perempuan saling berpelukan, bersalaman cium tangan, cium pipi, cium kepala itu dikatakan biasa kerana memang lahirnya seorang wanita itu penuh dengan kasih sayang. tetapi apa pandangan yang dilontarkan segelintir masyarakat yang melihat sekiranya dua lelaki berpelukan, berciuman pipi apabila bertemu? pada masa itu mulalah pelbagai bisikan, desiran angin nakal menyapu telinga mengatakan mereka kaum terlarang, generasi kaum Nabi Lut dan sebagainya hanya kerana cetek ilmu agama tetapi menghukum sebelum tahu alasan sebenar di sebalik perbuatan tersebut. padahal, ianya dilakukan kerana rasa cinta sesama saudara seislam dan bukan atas dasar nafsu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cintaNya yang maha luas bukan hanya terkisar antara cinta kepada pencipta mahupun cinta lelaki dan wanita sahaja.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cintaNya yang maha luas merangkumi cintakan tanah air, cinta sesama saudara semuslim, cinta akan alam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pendek kata, cinta sangat luas tetapi fikiran kita yang jumud ini menyempitkan skop cinta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cinta keranaNya membuat kita tidak pernah merasa bosan tetapi cinta yang berlandaskan nafsu mudah terasa bosan. saat getirnya bibir bersuara tentang cinta, hati bagai berlari2 mahu tidak turut serta dalam hal yang rumit seperti ini. mana tidaknya, dulu di fikiran saya yang namanya cinta itu hanya dua, cinta akan Allah dan Rasul juga cinta yang melibatkan dua gender berbeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;cinta kepada Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;cinta Rasul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;cinta ibu bapa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;cinta kepada ummat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;cinta kepada kecemerlangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ini sebenarnya lirik nasyid. masa darjah berapa ntah masuk nasyid nyanyi lagu ni. itulah kali pertama dan kali terakhir saya menyanyi di atas pentas rasanya, tu pun suara latar je. dari lagu ini, cinta kita itu harus ada 5 perkara. jadi yang namanya cinta itu bukan hanya ada dua. ouh, itu fikiran saya masa muda muda dulu. cinta bukanlah satu perkara yang salah dalam permainan hati. saya juga pernah jatuh cinta. yang menjadi masalahnya bagaiman kita berhadapan dan menangani cinta. saya juga pernah terasa sakit akibat cinta. ya, sakit yang membuatkan saya serik juga sakit yang membawa saya ke jalanNya. cinta nafsu itu bukanlah indah tetapi musibah buat saya. nauzubillah. hindarilah aku ya Allah dari terjebak dengan cinta yang begini.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;berbalik kepada entry Not The Primrose Path dari mama Afzal. setelah pemergian arwah Mas Afzal, mamanya yang menulis di blog arwah. sayu, sedih, kadang kadang boleh menitiskan air mata membaca coretan hati mamanya Afzal. begitu kasih sayang seorang ibu yang tidak pernah luput walaupun setelah pemergian anaknya. itulah cinta seorang ibu kepada anaknya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sejak kebelakangan ni hati rasa mudah tersentuh. tengok anak yatim makan berbuka puasa pun tiba2 hati jadi sayu. saya seringkali meletakkan saya di tempat mereka. terasa bersyukur yang tak terhingga pada sang pencipta. alhamdulillah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bateri pun dah low. mungkin ini sahaja coretan warkah cinta saya buat pembaca (kalau ada yang membaca la kan.=)) esok, saya kena ajar adik adik darjah 4 untuk subjek matematik. nak join? mari la, percuma je. semoga usaha saya yang seciput dapat bantu adik2 untuk peperiksaan..inshaAllah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;wassalam..selamat malam..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-4861449031905072157?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4861449031905072157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/08/cintanya-yang-maha-luas.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4861449031905072157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4861449031905072157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/08/cintanya-yang-maha-luas.html' title='cintaNya yang maha luas'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9jala66HJ-8/TkqXn7LPhOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5d6QKjXTzGg/s72-c/ichliebedich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1199271894042713291</id><published>2011-08-04T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T00:18:56.348-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sesuka hati'/><title type='text'>Rambling 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya rasa kurang productive cuti ni. hmmm..mana taknya. teman teman yang lainnya sibuk berprogram, berusrah, bekerja, ber-macam macam lagi. saya? duduk kat rumah selak2 buku, selak2 blog orang, baca pengalaman orang. oh jealous jugak. tapi segala yang berlaku dah pun ditetapkan. saya percaya kenapa saat ini saya masih di kerusi selak2 buku yang sama, kitab yang sama dan juga baca baca blog masih meninjau pengalaman teman2. teman yang kenal, teman yang tak kenal semua ada. eh, kalau yang tak kenal tu kita panggil teman jugak ke? di saat saya rasa teringin nak ber-macam macam ni saya cermin diri saya. hmmm, bnyaknya kelemahan, tampung sana sini. mungkin saya tidak lagi berada dalam program dan usaha seperti teman yang lain kerana jurangnya ilmu, jurangnya motivation dan jurangnya segala. maklumlah orang tak famous macam saya ni memangla kena panjat bukit dulu. tebas tebas semak dulu, baru boleh panjat gunung kan?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;berapa lama ye saya di sini? hmmm, baru setahun jagung agaknya. usia si setahun jagung tak kan sama dengan usia si dua tahun pisang kan? jangan la sedih. penuhkan ilmu di dada dulu ye awak. tapi usia makin meningkat ni. tahun ni dah 21. oh rasa tua. tahun depan saya dengan tekadnya mahu menghabiskan pengajian awal. kiranya degree pra matang la ni..haha..jk. saya rasa masa berlalu dengan sangat cepat. rupanya dah berstatus junior saya di kampus tahun hadapan. cepatnya sophomore year berlalu. pasti saya akan rindukan Rochester dan RIT juga teman2 yang akan saya tinggalkan. yakin je la heh cakapnya..inshaAllah, tahun depan tahun pengorbanan, tahun bertungkus lumus menghabiskan degree. subjek banyak tak ambil lagi sebenarnya. itulah pengajian di US, kalau mampu dihabiskan awal boleh dihabiskan awal. tapi lambat tak boleh la kan. nanti sponsor tak mau taja. major biotechnology yang tak pernah pun saya fikirkan dulu tapi itulah kuasa Allah. saya merancang yang lain tapi ketentuanNya Maha Tentu. =) habis degree pun macam2 jugak yang saya fikirkan. i want to go local lah after this. study is my only option. untuk bekerja selepas degree saya masih belum puas belajar. biotechnology has a lot of unsolved things yet. understanding it pun dah jadi satu masalah. mana taknya, saya tak suka membaca sebenarnya. tambah2 buku Biology. facts! penatnya otak. saya mungkin lebih suka buat organic chemistry lukis2 arrow pushing tue. tapi apa lah seorang biotechnologist without biology and science kan?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fuhhhhh...rasanya cuti ni makin merepek je post yang ditulis dalam ni. heh? sorilah kalau ada yang mengharapkan lain dari blog saya yang cipisan ni. kadang kadang saya menulis bila hati rasa sedih, rasa hampir berputus asa, rasa terapung apung antara realiti dan khayalan. kadang kdang menulis boleh boost semangat balik. harini baca status senior kat fb.. do no afraid of shadow, because there is light nearby..lebih kurang macam tu la.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ni tengok drama ketika cinta bertasbih..ada drama tau sekarang ni. ke korang dah tau..haha..dia cakap macamni.. pasti kenyataan akan mengatasi khayalan. cerita tu baguslah untuk kita tengok bagi saya lah. banyak yang dapat kita belajar dari menonton drama yang macam tu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yosh!saya dah bersemangat balik...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-1199271894042713291?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1199271894042713291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/08/rambling-3.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1199271894042713291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1199271894042713291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/08/rambling-3.html' title='Rambling 3'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5816850554990026740</id><published>2011-08-01T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:35:51.854-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><title type='text'>What makes us different?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rasa macam lama tak menjengah dekat blog ni. 3 days vacation with the girls, Alhamdulillah had came to its end yesterday. Apa yang boleh saya katakan mengenai vacation hari tu, hmmm better than nothing la kot. Sedia maklum, saya ni susah nak keluar rumah bila dah dapat rumah. Kadang kadang kawan ajak pegi Alor Star pun memang tak nak pergi sebab malas nak minta ayah hantarkan, tak pun malas nak naik bas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 days vacation never sounds good without something great within it. I don't want to talk more about it. Let say I went out to see some great nature to a preserve part of Malaysia that we may only dream about it before. For a nature person like me, being in nature is the most expensive experience I ever had. I love seeing something that makes my lips non stop saying 'subhanAllah' and 'masyaAllah'. I love being in a place that makes me feel so lost in the love of Allah and His great creation. I love being in a place that makes me think how small I am in a big, wide spaces. This vacation makes me think a lot and exhausted me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My aunt asked me, ' Do you like being in the States?' &amp;nbsp;Far deep down in my heart, I like being in the States. Why? Because I feel close to people. I feel that I have relation with others. Even though we are far away from family but the Muslim community there are always with us. Usrah can be easily formed here. I feel free to learn and I admit I learn more about Islam in the States than in the my own country. It is not that I want to say bad things about my own beloved country. NO!. What I want to say is, ukhuwah is a lot stronger among muslim there than what we have here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Macam ni contohnya, kat US, bila ada majlis atau islamic talk dekat mana-mana, rasa macam cepat sampai ke telinga. Manusia sentiasa mengajak kepada aktiviti yang macamni. Saya tak rasa ketinggalan sebab ada yang memberitahu dan mengajak siap provide kenderaan lagi untuk kita pergi. I somehow think, itu satu kekurangan kita dekat sini. Or mungkin only kat tempat saya ni. Saya seorang yang banyak sangat kelemahan dari segi fikiran, ilmu dan juga amal. satu persatu perkara yang dihitung kadang kadang dirasakan kurang memberi manfaat kepada diri sendiri. Saya rasa saya yang lemah untuk melibatkan diri dengan pelbagai aktiviti keislaman di sini berbanding what I get from the States.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Satu peristiwa yang sangat menyentuh hati saya masa dekat sana, me and my friends were on our way home. Masa tu pulak malam dan tengah agak lebat salji yang turun. Kami masa tu on the way balik dari RIT tengok persembahan Malaysian student. Disebabkan bas ke rumah saya tu agak lambat, dan masa tu dah pun pukul 11 malam kami ambil keputusan untuk berjalan kaki dari kampus ke Racquet Club tempat kediaman saya about 2-3 kilometers away (rasanya la). Masa tu kami bertujuh memang ahli RC la. Tiba2 ada kereta berhenti masa kami tengah jalan. Seorang lelaki berbangsa arab keluar dari kereta dan menyapa kami yang tengah berjalan dalam kesejukan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Assalamualaikum, me and my wife want to say congratulation for the outstanding performances from the Malaysian student, and I would like to offer you guys a ride home. It's quite heavy, the snow..hmmm"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kami masa tu tergamam. Tapi kami tolak offer tu sebab kami bertujuh. Ramai sangat untuk satu kereta. Lagipun memang kami nak berjalan balik sebab konon2 nak singgah dekat tasik keras tepi jalan tu nak tangkap gambar berdiri atas tasik. hehe. Tapi rasa macam WOW jugak la kan. Muslim community kat sini sangat prihatin padahal tak kenal pun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another quite similar situation from my vacation. a car suddenly broke down in the middle of the road in front of the traffic light. A middle age guy came out from his car and tried to push the car to start the engine. Sadly, no one even there were a group of young guys in the KFC eating their fried chicken saw the incident. Hey, kau boleh buat dek tengok pak cik tu tolak kereta sorang2. Panas betul aku tengok. Kalaulah saya berkemampuan nak tolak kereta tu dan tahu nak baiki kereta yang rosak tengah jalan, saya nak sangat tolong. Mungkin ada yang berhenti tolong lepas kereta kami berlalu dari situ dan saya tak nampak. Alhamdulillah kalau macam tu. Kalau dulu saya ingat lagi, masa kereta ayah rosak on the way nak balik kampung. Siap ada bas berhenti nak tolong. Kenapa dulu lain tapi sekarang nilai nilai tu dah kurang. We are Muslim community jugak. The different is, we are Muslim community in Langkawi, Malaysia and not in the US. Saya tak nak generalize semua orang macam tu, maybe dekat tempat tu je macam tu tapi dekat tempat lain, inshaAllah Muslim community-nya saling membantu. Tapi peristiwa tu sangat mengecewakan saya. Saya tak nak dikatakan seorang yang asyik bercakap tentang kebaikan negara orang berbanding negara sendiri. TAK. Tapi kalau apa yang baik kita dapat dari seberang kita sebarkan dan praktikkan dalam komuniti kita sendiri tak salah kan? Kita bijak bercakap mengenai tangga2 untuk mencapai Ustaziatul Alam dan sebagainya. Dengan lantang, tangga pertama IM( individu Muslim), kemudian Baitul Muslim, Masyarakat Muslim, Negara Islam, Kerajaan Islam, Empayar Islam, dan yang terakhir Ustaziatul Alam. Sila tengok tangga ketiga, Masyarakat Muslim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Macam melempiaskan kemarahan je kan post kali ni. Tapi saya bukan nak marah, cuma ingin menaikkan keinsafan dan kesedaran dalam diri dan tanamkan sikap bermasyarakat dalam kehidupan. Melayu yang dikatakan indah dengan perpaduan, indah dengan tatasusila juga kesopanan dan sikap kemasyarakatan yang utuh. sekarang? Jiran sebelah rumah buat kenduri pun tak nak tolong. Makan datang pulak. Kenapa dulu kita mampu bermasyarakat dengan harmoni tapi sekarang unsur2 kemasyarakatan tu dah semakin luput, semakin dilupakan. Kerana apa? Tak mahu dikatakan jaga tepi kain orang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau dah dinamakan bermasyarakat, berkawan dan sebagainya kenapa tidak usaha usaha ke arah perkara kebaikan tidak diajak kawan2, tidak di turut sertakan penglibatan kawan2 dalam program keagamaan yang kita hadiri?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ana uhibbukifillah" mana??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau kawan kawan dibiarkan bersepah dengan ketidakpastian, kekeliruan, dan terus berada dalam permasalahan 'jahil' yang kita rasakan, kita tak perlu ambil tahu kerana tak mahu jaga tepi kain orang. Kirim salam banyak2 dekat kawan yang macamni. Jom cari kawan lain, ok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wah, syoknya marah macamni. dah lama memendam perasaan dengan diam dan rapuhnya saya rasa bersendirian. Bukan kerana saya bosan berada di rumah. Tidak sama sekali. Ada kalanya perasaan bosan itu menjengah kerana lain aktiviti yang saya libatkan diri di rumah dan juga di sana. Alhamdulillah dengan datangnya Ramadhan, rasa berkomuniti dan Masyarakat Muslim itu ada. saya memang jarang menjengah ke surau untuk berjemaah. tapi kalau bulan Ramadhan ramai 'young ladies' sebaya saya ada bersama di surau untuk solat sunat tarawih. Kuranglah rasa segan kalau tiba-tiba terserempak 'young guys' berjubah hitam dan berkopiah untuk solat tarawih kan?&lt;strike&gt; sorok belakang mak&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRLSY6xrBZQ/TjY50VwKGXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Gga1YbhJMD4/s1600/IMG_1680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRLSY6xrBZQ/TjY50VwKGXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Gga1YbhJMD4/s400/IMG_1680.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pulau beras basah, pantai indah&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/304169918001105995-5816850554990026740?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5816850554990026740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-makes-us-different.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5816850554990026740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5816850554990026740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-makes-us-different.html' title='What makes us different?'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRLSY6xrBZQ/TjY50VwKGXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Gga1YbhJMD4/s72-c/IMG_1680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3164074049582779912</id><published>2011-07-27T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T22:38:03.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>hari hari berhadapan dengan laptop abang ni, mana taknya laptop sendiri bawak balik tapi tak ada adapter pulak. dah berapa lama kat kampung tak buat apa cuma mengasuh budak2, layan adik2, schedule pn macam perasan pack. padahal banyak waktu kosong dan lapang tapi tak berisi dengan benda berfaedah. tu haa, buku2 atas meja tu, siapa nak baca agaknya. menyesali pembaziran waktu sendiri, lapang sebelum sempit. waktu lapang hanya tidur kadang pegang majalah GenQ yang dibeli kerana ada karya kakak sepupu dimuatkan dalam majalah tersebut. Ikhlas tajuk edisi kali ini. majalah yang sepatutnya boleh dihabiskan dalam masa sehari, berminggu minggu masa diambil untuk membacanya. haish, masa yang lalu tak boleh di kejar balik. masa lalu adalah perkara yang paling jauh dengan kita. sedang masa hadapan belum tentu dan yang tentu hanya masa yang kita ada sekarang. oleh itu, seharusnya masa yang secebis cuma ini haruslah digunakan ke arah kebaikan dan semoga manfaatnya dapat kita perolehi dunia dan akhirat. cewah, pandaila kau cakap, nak buat susah kot. last last, katil usang peninggalan arwah nenek itu jugak yang kau hempuk.&lt;br /&gt;anak kecil comel berlari2 dengan membawa buah rambutan di sebelah tangan kirinya. siulan lagu Aishiteru serta bunyi ketukan orang membaiki kipas menjadi muzik pada pagi ini. juga bunyi henyakan jari yang menari nari di atas papan kekunci komputer riba milik abang juga menjadi penyeri di pagi hari. hari ini saya tewas selepas subuh. sejak balik, tak pernah lagi kecundang lepas subuh, tapi hari ini disebabkan kepala berat dan hidung yang berair sejak semalamnya campur dengan penangan ubat selesema encik doktor, memang berat mata. alasankah itu? iya mungkin. hanya alasan untuk baring semula selepas subuh. mak dah pun sibuk2 di dapur. yosh, baik..saya pun harus ke dapur segera. semoga cuti and bermakna!&lt;br /&gt;satu lagi..&lt;br /&gt;esok nak pegi Langkawi. harapnya perjalanan semua baik dan berjalan lancar. tadabbur alam ke? inshaAllah, semoga ada yang baik dari trip kali ini. ameen..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-3164074049582779912?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3164074049582779912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3164074049582779912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3164074049582779912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8559077034905672016</id><published>2011-07-26T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:22:29.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling 2</title><content type='html'>reading a new post from a friend. korang tengok dekat section whom i know tu, pastu tgok nama AimanAzlan, klik situ. tajuknya Cinta SMS. rasanya mesti kebanyakan anda2 di luar sana dah kenal kot dengan AimanAzlan ni. dia ni dulu presiden batch saya kat MRSM ********. ingatkan budak2 oversea je yang kenal dia sbb dia ada bt vlog tapi alhamdulillah tersebar jugak apa yang dia nak sampaikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu hari:&lt;br /&gt;sepupu: weyh, hang kenai dak AimanAzlan?&lt;br /&gt;me: hah? AimanAzlan mana plak ni? aku kenai sorang ja AimanAzlan.&lt;br /&gt;sepupu: hat dok ada vlog tu la&lt;br /&gt;me: pergh..hang pun tau ka?kenai aih, pasaipa aku tak kenai plak. budak sekolah aku tu dlu.&lt;br /&gt;sepupu: sebab tu aku tnya hang, dah aku tgok2 profile dia kat fb ada tulih MRSM ********.&lt;br /&gt;me: haha..haah..kelaih sebelah sebelah ja dlu. &lt;br /&gt;sepupu: dia la ni kemain noh..dah popular lagu AnwarHadi tu haa.&lt;br /&gt;me: haha..ya ka? tak tau la pulak aku. tak pa la. mesej dia bwk tu bguih.&lt;br /&gt;sepupu: tu la, kwan aku minat dia kot. vlog baghu ja teruih tengok siap promote2.&lt;br /&gt;me: haha..&lt;br /&gt;*ok, dah. cerita diberhentikan.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms, sms jugak. walau tak berjumpa, x date, keluar ramai2, tapi tu semua macam alasan untuk berjumpa kot. ok, sepak diri sendiri laju2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8559077034905672016?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8559077034905672016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/rambling-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8559077034905672016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8559077034905672016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/rambling-2.html' title='Rambling 2'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-610048536583456948</id><published>2011-07-26T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T09:43:48.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Rambling</title><content type='html'>have nothing to say actually but i sort of having a sad feeling about something. huh?&lt;br /&gt;wake up, young lady!(i'd started to call myself 'young lady' instead of 'girl'..go on with maturity, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak berapa lama lagi datangnya Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;moga aku dipertemukan dengan Ramadhan kali ini ya Allah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;percaya atau tidak..plan saya mahu menulis cerpen la sempena Ramadhan ni..cewah!&lt;br /&gt;tajuknya: telekung baru untuk ibu!&lt;br /&gt;haiseh...nostalgik..ntah apa isinya nanti..(ntah jadi ntah tidak)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-610048536583456948?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/610048536583456948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/rambling.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/610048536583456948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/610048536583456948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/rambling.html' title='Rambling'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4898063101225552577</id><published>2011-07-21T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T19:36:46.366-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><title type='text'>Crime messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I watched Oprah show yesterday about how a 7 years old little girl being brutally abused by her biological parent. This small girl was caged in a dog cage under their house basement while her 4 brothers were left outside the house without proper winter attire; bare footed and no coat. Her brother acted as a hero when he determined to save his little brothers and sister by walking miles away to the nearest police station to lodge a report. I was thinking, how this small little girl being in the cold, smelled, dark, and creepy basement. Me, myself scare to the bones if being left alone in the basement. Thanks God, most Malaysia's houses don't have basement. For 11 years this small girl traumatize by her parents action and until recently she determined to go out from her misery troublesome memory and go on with her life. Now, she had a little boy and she promised to be a good mother to her son. This memory had taught her to be a better mother than her parents were. She said that, when a memory traumatize you, you have two options with your life whether to continue become a victim of the situation and wasting your time in this world by being afraid all the time or go on with your life, be grateful because you are safe now, lead a happy life ahead and never repeat the same mistake you or others had done to you before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another story featured in Oprah show yesterday was about how misused of internet can lead to a huge terrifying crime. This is a story of a young woman whom being aggressively raped by an unknown man in her own house. She was crying while she told her story and I was really mad on how a guy can be so mean to do such thing to a woman. It happened when his ex boyfriend posted her picture which he got from her &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt; in an 'adult service' advertisement saying she's looking for an aggressive whatsoever *^%*(^(()%%#@% guy in a web. I don't know why is he acting like that. Pity that woman. Maybe he's holding some grudge because he was her ex. She found out about the advertisement after she received a phone call from an unknown person who was responding to the ad. She was super terrified and she knew that she was in a big trouble. She called the police but the police can do nothing about it. She was told to called the website and asked them to remove the ad and said that it wasn't her who put on the ad on the internet. The website removes the ad and she felt a lot safer after that and she knew nothing if anything could happened to her after that. A few days after the ad was removed, she walked into her house, expecting nothing harm could happened to her and suddenly someone grabbed her from her back and pushed her into her own house. She screamed but no one can heard her. Her legs and her hands were tied and the guy threaten her with a knife on her throat and said he would kill her if she screamed. She had to bear the most terrified moment in her life and she nearly thought she had lose her life in the incident. She called 911 to report the case. She was told 161 persons responded to the ad. On her engagement day, there was another person showed up and told her he was one of the person responded to the ad. How terrified was that? nauzubillah.. The guy and her ex boyfriend was sentenced for 60 years in prison which is more like a lifetime prison. The website was told to remove the 'adult service' content from their website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The message that I want to deliver here is once you put your pictures online, the pictures are no longer yours. Anyone can do anything to it. so my advice, if you want to put a picture of you or your friend make sure the picture is not showing the person alone or the picture is too big for anyone can see you face clearly. Take care dear sister, today's world is not as safer as you think. Look around you, watch your step, we can't prevent what others want to do to us but we can take care of ourselves. Cover your aurat, don't speak things that can hurt others, take care of others feeling, forgive and apologize. You are beautiful, yes I know. But by showing your face all over the internet with weird pose and whatsoever you think can make you look more&amp;nbsp; beautiful are actually making you less beautiful. However, people who didn't show their face in the internet are actually more beautiful than you are. Beautiful in terms on manner, and they are somewhat sexier as people want to know more about them. Don't you think so? Ouch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-4898063101225552577?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4898063101225552577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/crime-messages.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4898063101225552577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4898063101225552577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/crime-messages.html' title='Crime messages'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4717202936139114754</id><published>2011-07-18T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:51:20.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intec'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tarbiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhaimin'/><title type='text'>i am a girl with a big dream and a lot of wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;boleh tak nak cakap saya seorang kakak yang agak sibuk? sibuk apa ea. first, pagi2 kejut adik2 bangun subuh plus pegi sekolah(lepas mak kejut kakak dulu la). lepas tu main kucing dulu! lepas tu tak boleh tido plak lepas subuh ni sebab nak tunggu Muhaimin datang. kacau si Muhaimin dulu sambil2 bukak fb and blog. elok ja pukul 10 pagi, ngantoknya mata. tido kejap. tgok2kan si Muhaimin masa mak masak lepas bangun tido. tapi kadang2 budaknya tido. kemas rumah dan segala yang patut. petang sikit ajar adik math plak. buat minum petang. cadang nak baking plak lepas ni untuk birthday ayah! jadi ke tak neyh..hoho. nak suruh mak ajar masak kari ikan!kari ikan mak tersangatla sedap dan haruslah dipelajari untuk kesedapan perut sendiri bila balik sekolah nanti. sapa cakap tak dak apa nak buat masa cuti sekolah? i hardly find time to spend on other thing. spending time at home, helping your sister and brother. i told this to myself because i feel so lousy for not attending any program yet since i came back to Malaysia. masalah pengangkutan (since i don't have driving license) and some other problems refrain me from doing it. so, i told myself tarbiah diri sendiri dan keluarga dulu sebelum mentarbiah orang lain (tarbiah orang lain?cari adik2?adik2 sendiri pun tunggang langgang lagi. saya tak rasa saya mampu lagi) so, don't feel bad for not doing things that others did. look around you, there's a lot of other thing that you can do. mungkin lepas ni boleh ajar adik2 mengaji al quran plak?(saya pun banyak yang tak betul lagi)&lt;/div&gt;teringat pesan Ustaz Ridha masa tasmi' dengan dia dulu. baca surah An-Nur kalau tak silap. punyalah terketar2. first sebab ustaz lelaki kot, so saya teramat segan. second sebab cuak, first time tasmi' dengan ustaz.&lt;br /&gt;ustaz Ridha: dah berapa kali kamu khatam al quran?&lt;br /&gt;saya: hmmmm..adalah sikit ustaz.&lt;br /&gt;ustaz Ridha: owhhh.. bacaan kamu lancar, tajwid ok tapi kamu kena rajin lagi teliti bacaan kamu dan perbetulkan mana yang salah. macam dalam ayat_________, kena dengung lagi, tgok brapa harkat sepatutnya tu. tapi satu, kamu baca macam orang nak kena tinggal kereta api. laju sangat. kamu kejar apa2 ke?&lt;br /&gt;saya: hihi.....&lt;br /&gt;ustaz Ridha: teruskan bacaan kamu. jadikan al quran sebagai panduan hidup kamu dan kemana kamu pergi jngan tinggal al quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai sekarang saya ingat lagi teguran ustaz. ustaz Ridha ni salah seorang ustaz dekat INTEC yang kalau dia bagi ceramah, inshaAllah saya pergi. almaklum dekat INTEC dulu liat sikit nak pegi ceramah2 macam ni. tu pun kak semut yang selalu ingtkan ada talk dekat Cemara pkul sekian2, adik2 kene pegi tau!hehe..peace kak semut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, Muhaimin dah datang and pagi pagi mesti mak ajak dia tengok Deco Bersama Eric. mak cakap macamni. "Muhaimin, jom tengok Deco Bersama Eric. Eric Botak. haha.."(dengan intonasi keibuan yang bersesuaian)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-4717202936139114754?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4717202936139114754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-girl-with-big-dream-and-lot-of.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4717202936139114754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4717202936139114754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-girl-with-big-dream-and-lot-of.html' title='i am a girl with a big dream and a lot of wishes'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3743226269058287013</id><published>2011-07-15T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T10:49:51.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kahwin'/><title type='text'>oh Malaysia</title><content type='html'>penat dengan jet lag belum habis lagi. mana taknya, dah dua hari tapi sibuk dengan kenduri kahwin sepupu. macam dah dekat sangat ja. hush2. lepas kenduri masing masing buat turn nak kahwin. bulan 11 ni inshaAllah ada satu lagi kenduri kahwin, sepupu sebelah rumah!hoi, semua dah besar2 la..mak tanya bila, i said umur 30 kot mak, lepas phd. mak dah risau. maklumlah, anak dia yang sorang ni muka kelam2, tak cerah, putih jauh sekali, kena psang lampu baru nampak. mak siap tanya nak yang macamna, fuyyoo..baru 21!!jodoh di tangan Allah, kalau ada, adalah tu. haish, tak sempat nak layan jet lag sendiri. blog walking, jalan2 blog orang, ramai yang cerita pasal judgmental, hal melayu, BERSIH. wow, at least i know what is happening around me. reading the latest post from &lt;a href="http://ibrahimemorabilia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Memorabilia of Ibrahim Ismail&lt;/a&gt; about BERSIH stuff and i think he has a good opinion. don't be so judgmental and only think about our own perspective and our own idea or opinion and somehow make yourself stuck with your simplest of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*makanlah karipap tu, sejuk nanti tak sedap...ok mak!*(iklan kejap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenduri sangat memenatkan even i am not doing anything for the event. pegi makan, sembang2 sikit lepas tu balik. balik dari kenduri kahwin terus pegi satu lagi kenduri makan pulut durian plak. alhamdulillah, rezeki. balik balik rumah terus pengsan sampai maghrib. tak tau la sebab jet lag ataupun memang penat melawan panas + sakit kaki first time mengada pakai wedges tinggi 3 inci(sebelum ni aku pkai flat ja). badan melekit lekit pun buat buat tak peduli. nampak pulak si Maneh dengan Kem kat luar rumah. dah makan ke belum agaknya dua ekor ni, bangun jugak pegi dapur tgok2 pinggan makan kucing. ada nasi dengan ikan kirai2 maknanya dah diberi makan. ok, set, tido..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya tak setuju kalau tgok orang2 yang memperlekehkan pendapat orang lain. even if you are 100% not agree with someone, please don't curse them..pretty please??saya yang dekat situ plak yang rasa macam tak sedap duduk and berpeluh2. i am super agree with Ibrahim, when he said 'people always wanted the best for their country' regarding the BERSIH matter. but people are acting differently. it is NOT that people who don't want BERSIH are bad and ignorant and people who are super agree and joined BERSIH&amp;nbsp; were just being super fanatic about something. that is how we care about our country. they have their own reason for reacting that way because they hold on to what they believe. we want to live in a peaceful country, full of positive people, and more goodness and kindness than badness. Malaysia is not a flawless country. some people, i repeat SOME people are making it flawed and will continuously doing it. and i kind of believe and trust with all my heart if each and everyone of us try to be good on our own, we can build one peaceful country, and it is going to take FOREVER. haha..we don't want our politics somehow change to POL ITIK??ouch.. teringat Ustaz Asri cakap, jangan mempolitikkan islam tetapi mengislamkan politik. ok, sila cari di youtube video ceramah Ustaz Asri untuk maklumat lanjut dan pendapat beliau. i love listening instead of reading from the internet. the videos posted in al muttaqin (thanks to you who send me the link!) are just awesome and reliable. we may not have a chance for a direct learning with the islamic scholars and one of the way is watching their videos from a reliable source.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya memang suka campur2 tulis english dengan melayu. i write what sounds best in both language. kadang kadang saya tulis tak de hujung pangkal sebabnya saya tak plan sangat apa yang nak ditulis, macam today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: oh Malaysia...saya sayang kamu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-3743226269058287013?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3743226269058287013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3743226269058287013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3743226269058287013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-malaysia.html' title='oh Malaysia'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-7353838983696236677</id><published>2011-07-08T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:03:30.282-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some thought'/><title type='text'>The Wise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Positive people. We need more positive people in this world. Not people who only think negative for every single thing that happen to them. I used to be one of the negative people. Maybe I felt insecure with my surrounding. I didn't really believe people around me unless they were really good to me. But time assure our maturity. When we get older, we found a lot of people, a lot of experience, to hurt and to be hurt and the positiveness comes eventually. Positive means mature for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People always want the best in their life; to have a good grade, first class degree honor, nice job, big house, awesome car, pretty wife, handsome husband, beautiful children, name it. But all of this is only temporary. It's uncertain. We can never tell how long we are going to live in this world, right? A friend ask me, what do you think your future will be? To be truth, I don't think much about what will happen in the future. Sometimes I do, but I never be too serious about it and I will forget about it after a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e5092;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e5092;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Make the most of your life before your death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e5092;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Make the most of your health before your sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e5092;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Make the most of your free time before you become busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e5092;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Make the most of your wealth before you become poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e5092;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Make the most of your youth before you become old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e5092;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We plan and we want to do as planned, but there is a better planner than us. We don't want to forget that, don't we? For me, I don't want to think much about the future. I want to live the best for what I have today. I want to do as much good as I can today as I am not sure if there is time for me to do any good tomorrow. I want to apologize from people I hurt and to forgive people who hurt me. I want to make du'a for everyone as I hope people will make du'a for me too. Whenever I want to delay my prayer, I always think, what if I die before I pray? It's something that we don't want and I will quickly perform my prayer. That's one of the way to make you don't delay your prayer. Make yourself afraid of death. I am not the person to talk about death but it's good to remind people as you'll remind yourself too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"Orang yang bijak adalah orang yang sentiasa memikirkan mati."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Always remember the destroyer of joy (physical pleasure): death."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Let's be the wise!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: I am coming home in a few days. Wow, I am a real happy girl at this moment. I do hope to come back home safely and get a chance to meet my parent again. Make du'a for me and my friends to arrive Malaysia safely..Ameen..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-7353838983696236677?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7353838983696236677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/wise.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7353838983696236677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7353838983696236677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/wise.html' title='The Wise'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-364053310033052070</id><published>2011-07-06T00:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T00:42:33.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senpai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>sayonara senpai-s!</title><content type='html'>Seniors are going back tomorrow.. Let's pray for them to have a safe journey. I'm going to miss them for sure. I'm not that close to them but each and everyone of them had a significant identity to me. haha..They are hilarious. Thanks seniors for everything! Thank you for a great hospitality when we first reached here; provided us shelter, transportation, and oh delicious foods sometimes since we were always missing nasi berlauk(duduk res hall x dpat nasi sedap)&lt;br /&gt;tetiba sebak..ehem2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday we'll meet again. Somewhere, &lt;strike&gt;mungkin masa kenduri kahwin??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;(jemput!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for any mistakes I've done..No hard feeling..0-0 ea lepas ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best in everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon voyage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8wwkTv53L0/ThPmOx_GpjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/z33MKr2kwkk/s1600/gambar+rmai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8wwkTv53L0/ThPmOx_GpjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/z33MKr2kwkk/s400/gambar+rmai.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is the only picture that we have together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this sure bring back memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/304169918001105995-364053310033052070?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/364053310033052070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/sayonara-senpai-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/364053310033052070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/364053310033052070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/sayonara-senpai-s.html' title='sayonara senpai-s!'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8wwkTv53L0/ThPmOx_GpjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/z33MKr2kwkk/s72-c/gambar+rmai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5324725082802174679</id><published>2011-07-04T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:04:57.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Mujahadah itu pahit kerana syurga itu indah"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-up0sdDwshQU/ThIJq72GHdI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eHbnMkGe5M4/s400/akusayangkamu13.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'reblog' from this awesome blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dirikudrcinta.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2011-07-04T15%3A35%3A00%2B08%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=1"&gt;Dr. Cinta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I do hurt people a lot with my post sometime. But I'll do it at any cost for myself. I am sorry if it is harsh as I didn't mean to be harsh. Remember, everything will happen if He says it will, and we, as the servant should pray and ask from Him. Sometimes, we don't feel like doing anything wrong (nauzubillah) as people doing it at large. But, please think about it one more time, give yourself a chance. Chance to get back to your Lord. Don't let your ego or your proud&amp;nbsp;sinking yourself in a dark deep ocean. Swim back to the surface and find your way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;"Islam began strange and it will become strange again, just like it was at the beginning. so blessed are the strangers"&lt;/span&gt;-sahih bukhari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't we want to be part of that ghuraba community?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(nota kaki yang panjang)&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/304169918001105995-5324725082802174679?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4L9-VEIMd6g/ThIJn-cvZ1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/NQYUpE4FDbY/s72-c/akusayangkamu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-2516959915648604700</id><published>2011-07-02T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T22:29:35.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masturat'/><title type='text'>usaha mereka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;assalamualaikum. lama rasanya tak menulis kat sini. sebab sibuk dengan lab report agaknya. tapi Alhamdulillah, ada seminggu lagi sebelum balik Malaysia. perasaan? berdebar-debar nak balik sebenarnya tapi dalam hati melompat-lompat seronok nak jumpa family. lama tak menulis dalam bahasa Melayu jugak, walaupun english macam tunggang langgang tapi lantakla kan, janji berani jugak nak post dalam english. ok la, disebabkan saya rasa (saya? tak pa la ea. layan ja) bahasa Melayu pun dah sedikit tunggang langgang. bukan sebab tak bercakap dalam bahasa melayu tapi sebab tak bercakap dalam bahasa Melayu yang betul, oleh itu, mari martabatkan semula penulisan bahasa Melayu &lt;strike&gt;(patriotik!)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, dua minggu lepas sempat jumpa dengan jemaah masthurat yang datang Rochester. lama dan jauh jugak diorang ni berjalan rupanya. dah dekat 2 bulan, kalau tak silap lah. seronok jumpa akak2 ni. ada yang dah berumur sikit tapi umur bukan penghalang untuk berjihad di jalan Allah kan. kagum sangat dengan diorang ni sebenarnya. bayangkanlah, 2 bulan tu bukan masa yang pendek. duit ringgit, masa, dan macam2 lagi pengorbanan diorang untuk berada di jalan ni. semoga Allah meredhai usaha diorang ni.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;banyak yang kitorang belajar dalam senggang masa 5 jam dengan akak akak ni. rasa diri ni kecil sangat &lt;strike&gt;dah la memang kecik kan .&lt;/strike&gt;lemahnya ilmu, lemahnya iman, lemahnya segala. sampai2 dekat rumah yang diorang tumpang tu, disambut macam dah kenal rapat sangat. siap jamu kitorang makan nasi dengan lauk ikan masak lemak yang sedap. oh, rindu mak tetiba. rasa segan nak hulur kuih &lt;strike&gt;yang dibuat secara tiba tiba&lt;/strike&gt; kat diorang. ingatkan akak akak ni lebih kurang sebaya ja, tak la segan sangat nak bagi kuih &lt;strike&gt;tak berapa nak&lt;/strike&gt; sedap kat diorang, tapi dah macam mak mak saya ja. segannya!&lt;strike&gt; tapi tak pa, katanya lepas nak jadi menantu.&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;selesai makan, sembang sembang la sikit kan. best sembang dengan orang yang banyak pengalaman ni. berkenal kenal dengan program masturat ni. tak pernah dengar pun sebelum ni, dengar bila datang sini ja. tu pun, blogwalking terjumpa post pasal masturat ni. akak akak ni cakap, diorang ikut program ni lepas kahwin. suami diorang yang bawak diorang berdekat2 dengan program macam ni. alhamdulillah, seronoknya diorang, katanya macam melancong di jalan Allah. tapi bukan melancong macam pergi Disneyland, Las Vegas, segala tu. ni melancong terbaik, ada input dan output. memberi dan menerima, belajar dan mengajar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;satu benda yang saya jarang tekankan dalam kehidupan saya adalah hadis Rasulullah SAW. jarang baca hadis hadis baginda tapi mngaku umat baginda yang cintakan baginda. shame on me. akak akak tu banyak tekankan kami supaya menghidupkan hadis2 Rasulullah dalam kehidupan seharian. ambil sikit masa dalam 30 minit, tak boleh 30, 15 minit, tak boleh 15, 5 hingga 10 minit pun jadi la untuk membaca hadis baginda dan amalkan. balik ni berkobar2 nak cari buku Muntakhab Alhadis. sebelum ni nampak dalam surau kat Interfaith je, skang ni dah tak dak dah bukunya. tuan buku ambil balik kot. inshaAllah, harap2 balik rumah nanti tak leka sangat dengan lauk mak yang sedap2 sampai lupa nak cari buku tu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;petang sikit dengar pengisian dari pihak lelaki. diajar mengenai pengorbanan seorang wanita dalam menegakkan islam. beruntunglah seorang wanita yang punya suami yang sangat menitik beratkan agama. membiarkan dirinya menjadi yang ke berapa dicintai suaminya, tidak mahu yang pertama kerana dia tahu, cinta pertama suaminya pasti Allah kemudian RasulNya. beruntunglah seorang wanita yang bersuamikan seorang lelaki yang sanggup berjuang di jalan Allah. menghabiskan wang bukan untuk membelikannya cincin permata atau rantai mutiara tapi membelanjakan wang itu di jalan akhirat, untuk agama yang dicintainya. bekerja untuk keluarga tetapi niat utama hanya untuk Allah. beruntunglah si isteri apabila si suami dapat membawanya mendekati agama Allah ini. beruntunglah seorang wanita yang apabila mencintai seseorang yang membuatkan bertambah kecintaannya terhadap Allah. beruntung kan? &lt;strike&gt;tak salah kot untuk fikir pasal ni bila dah umur 21 tahun. haha. yang bawah umur belajar dulu!&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;tapi siapalah saya nak idamkan kumbang bertanduk emas bila diri cuma bunga yang kadang kembang kadang layu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: saya katakan kepada seorang sahabat saya, saya jatuh cinta, dan mahu terus jatuh cinta dengan jalan ini. bagai seorang peri merindui prianya. let me fall in love with things that i don't know the end of it, so i'll always run forward without looking back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-2516959915648604700?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2516959915648604700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/usaha-mereka.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2516959915648604700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2516959915648604700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/07/usaha-mereka.html' title='usaha mereka'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4808373357284595267</id><published>2011-06-27T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T18:54:17.315-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ntah apa2'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a bit pissed off now.&lt;br /&gt;what will you do when you get mad about something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i know what most of you will say...amek wudhuk..=)&lt;br /&gt;2. i eat ice cream..yayyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;3. i start to squeeze my super 'squizzy' monkey plush toy.&lt;br /&gt;4. i eat and eat and eat&lt;br /&gt;5. i write in this blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dah...&lt;br /&gt;have a nice 'delicious' lunch everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-4808373357284595267?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4808373357284595267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-bit-pissed-off-now.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4808373357284595267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4808373357284595267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-bit-pissed-off-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5215314247716338921</id><published>2011-06-27T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T11:56:48.264-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cenonot'/><title type='text'>guess who's getting OLD-er?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today is my girlfriend birthday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, i am too handsome and having several girlfriends is no big deal for me..(LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;selamat hari lahir akak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all the best in your life. may Allah shower you with lots and lots of love and His blessing.. may you always be in ease in everything GOOD you do. may Allah give you understanding of Islam in your life and may you always be in His protection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we don't have too much pictures together kan? (balik ni amek gambar bnyak2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, for your present...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i give you this super cute froggy. yeah2..i know you like it..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-IocPE2-bAqc/TginXluVzSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/wwRXxwntSgw/s1600/frog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IocPE2-bAqc/TginXluVzSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/wwRXxwntSgw/s320/frog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love you always..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lupa plak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today is Nur Atiyyah birthday..sapa tu? (-_-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-5215314247716338921?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5215314247716338921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/guess-whos-getting-old-er.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5215314247716338921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5215314247716338921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/guess-whos-getting-old-er.html' title='guess who&apos;s getting OLD-er?'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IocPE2-bAqc/TginXluVzSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/wwRXxwntSgw/s72-c/frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-1790022374449979340</id><published>2011-06-22T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T18:05:36.963-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maneh'/><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRRhXn94TEw/TgJmcqMq73I/AAAAAAAAAW8/s4kKGOcEwuA/s1600/264107_1768889869844_1467134752_31438070_6052973_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRRhXn94TEw/TgJmcqMq73I/AAAAAAAAAW8/s4kKGOcEwuA/s400/264107_1768889869844_1467134752_31438070_6052973_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she looks really well..look at that big stomach..it has something in there..yayyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she's going to be a mom soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-1790022374449979340?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1790022374449979340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1790022374449979340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/1790022374449979340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRRhXn94TEw/TgJmcqMq73I/AAAAAAAAAW8/s4kKGOcEwuA/s72-c/264107_1768889869844_1467134752_31438070_6052973_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-2620573672787240798</id><published>2011-06-21T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:52:31.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>first wishes</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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i wish to have a driving license&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-oS59j1Pa8EA/TgFmypvtbvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kPJ4IFP5wsk/s1600/hijabi+driving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oS59j1Pa8EA/TgFmypvtbvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kPJ4IFP5wsk/s320/hijabi+driving.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/304169918001105995-2620573672787240798?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2620573672787240798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-wishes.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2620573672787240798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/2620573672787240798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-wishes.html' title='first wishes'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oS59j1Pa8EA/TgFmypvtbvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kPJ4IFP5wsk/s72-c/hijabi+driving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6497690939202701790</id><published>2011-06-17T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:08:23.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>back to december</title><content type='html'>it's hard to speak in English&lt;div&gt;for me lahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am not a good speaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a good listener too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a good writer jugak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crawling to learn this language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, nak ikut nasihat incik&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.aimanazlan.com/"&gt;aimanazlan&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;dalam vlog dia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try nyanyi lagu english..ok, disebabkan dah lama sangat2 tak nyanyi lagu 'omputih' ni. meh kita try sikit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love Taylor Swift, and Plain White T's, and The Academy Is..++++++++bnyak jgak..tp jrg dengar skng ni..sbb dulu belajar subjek Bio je semua, nak dengar lagu sambil belajar memang kirim salam la kan. tapi kalau buat orgo ke chem ke boleh layan lagi la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like this one and i am practicing to pronounce the lyrics right now..(woi, lab report tak siap lagi!) take five!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://1.gvt0.com/vi/QUwxKWT6m7U/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QUwxKWT6m7U&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/QUwxKWT6m7U&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'm so glad you made time to see me.&lt;br /&gt;How's life, tell me how's your family?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen them in a while.&lt;br /&gt;You've been good, busier then ever.&lt;br /&gt;We small talk, work and the weather&lt;br /&gt;Your guard is up and I know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the last time you saw me&lt;br /&gt;Is still burned in the back of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me roses and I left them there to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me swallowing my pride,&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night,&lt;br /&gt;And I go back to December all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.&lt;br /&gt;I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.&lt;br /&gt;I go back to December all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I haven't been sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Staying up playing back myself leaving,&lt;br /&gt;When your birthday passed and I didn't call.&lt;br /&gt;And I think about summer, all the beautiful times&lt;br /&gt;I watched you laughing from the passenger side&lt;br /&gt;Realized that I loved you in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;Then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me swallowing my pride,&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night.&lt;br /&gt;And I go back to December all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.&lt;br /&gt;I'd go back to December turn around and change my own mind.&lt;br /&gt;I go back to December all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right,&lt;br /&gt;And how you held me in your arms that September night,&lt;br /&gt;The first time you ever saw me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is wishful thinking,&lt;br /&gt;Probably mindless dreaming&lt;br /&gt;If we loved again I swear I'd love you right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go back in time and change it but I can't&lt;br /&gt;So if the chain is on your door, I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is me swallowing my pride,&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night,&lt;br /&gt;And I go back to December.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.&lt;br /&gt;I'd go back to December turn around and make it alright.&lt;br /&gt;I'd go back to December turn around and change my own mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I go back to December all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;p/s: i don't wanna go back to december..it's COLD!&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/304169918001105995-6497690939202701790?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6497690939202701790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-to-december.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6497690939202701790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6497690939202701790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-to-december.html' title='back to december'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8341223983361258497</id><published>2011-06-14T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:01:29.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>test..test</title><content type='html'>i told my cousin how bad i did in my test today. i got careless even the questions were actually pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;and so, she&amp;nbsp;re-tweet&amp;nbsp;this one quotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;"Never say you have failed until you have reached your last attempt, and never say it's your last attempt until you have succeeded"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if it is for me (which i really believe it is for me, haha) but thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;it is really makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need people around to support me &lt;strike&gt;as i am easily get down&lt;/strike&gt;. and alhamdulillah, i got some pretty people around me even they are far far away from me but it's ok, twitter and facebook make connection easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/girl-emoticon/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/girl-009.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to unwind something that had been tightly wounded. well, look forward and delete everything bad from yesterday and walk in a new tomorrow. i would say, it is hard to be tough, hard to be strict , and hard to say NO too. this mind is always manipulating something wrong to be right and well, forgetting what tomorrow is going to say. yesterday was a history and a lesson for a better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Allah lebih-lebih lagi merindui hambanya..menunggu kita bertatih menghampiriNya, meluahkan yang terbuku dalam sujud kepadaNya. Ya, kadang kita lupa..ujian Allah beri tanda cintaNya, sayangNya Allah kepada kita dengan ujian yang tak putus2 dengan harapan kita ingat dan semakin dekat denganNya. Jangan berhenti meminta, merintih kepada Allah. Kerana Dia lebih mengetahui apa disebalik hati-hati kita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Mari membina rantai2 dakwah ini, bila antara kita jatuh tersungkur..akan ada yang menariknya kembali berdiri berjalan dan berlari semula. Berlari menuju Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;-akmar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;(thanks Akmar,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;i have to learn to say NO sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;i came across this verse today,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;"And if you turn away from them to seek mercy from your Lord, which you hope for, speak to them a gentle word."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;"And do not make your hand to be shackled to your neck nor stretch it forth to the utmost(limit) of its stretching forth, lest you should(afterwards) sit down blamed, stripped off"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Al israa:28-29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;p/s: i hope he is not a hard grader..please..please..i am using the correct formula but...with wrong number..haha&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/304169918001105995-8341223983361258497?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8341223983361258497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/testtest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8341223983361258497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8341223983361258497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/testtest.html' title='test..test'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/th_girl-009.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8872811590944169752</id><published>2011-06-10T20:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T20:52:58.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ntah apa2'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8toK_EVgzi8/TfK8Rpp5leI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kX46t0XPxn0/s1600/pikachu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8toK_EVgzi8/TfK8Rpp5leI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kX46t0XPxn0/s400/pikachu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yawning..sleepyhead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8872811590944169752?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8872811590944169752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/yawning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8872811590944169752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8872811590944169752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/yawning.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8toK_EVgzi8/TfK8Rpp5leI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kX46t0XPxn0/s72-c/pikachu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6455034261114179031</id><published>2011-06-10T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T18:12:31.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what am i thinking'/><title type='text'>all about pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was blogging for almost two years now. At first, I just wanted to scribble something that is a piece of my thought about my surrounding, people around me, and stuff that I care about. I started this activity while I was in intec before I came to US. A friend of mine once said, my blog must be islamic. I said, well, Islam is our way of life. Each and everything we did and will do are based on our faith and the faith is Islam. Islam is what we muslims clung onto life. so, your blog will be islamic no matter how you made it, because you are a Muslim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know any other way to boost my enthusiasm towards writing without writing about things that I think I should write. How complicated that sentence is. People do write what they think is right and sometimes, thing that is not right are also considered right because they think it is right. Wow, that is more complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually,I am in the middle of doing my lab report. Hmmm, digression is a sure thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Approaching 21 years living in this world, life sure is complicated. I know what I want but I am not moving towards it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 'amal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How was it throughout this 21 years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am I becoming a more mature person than I was as each and every day passed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are becoming 21 or already 21, how was your prayer? Do you know the meaning of the surah, du'a, that you recite every time you pray?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Come on people, if you are already at this age, and you still don't know the meaning of at least al fatihah and your own du'a in arabic that you memorized.....(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;any suitable sentence&lt;/span&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are learning and yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How long do you need time to learn some basic stuff that your ustaz and ustazah teached you since you were at least 6?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's do some maths here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;21-6=15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;15 years and you don't even know the meaning of al fatihah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How long it is since the revelation of the Quran to us? About 1400 years and no single letter is changed (subhanallah, it's a miracle!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For 15 years you've got the chance to learn the Quran but all you did are talking bad about others, glance at others like you are the best person in the world, spreading the rumors, telling people what good things you did today, forgetting the meaning of ikhlas, the meaning of ukhuwah, the meaning of love..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am sick of people misuse the name of Islam for bad things. You already know what you did is wrong and you try to make it true by relating it to some weak hadeeths that you, yourselves don't know the truth of it. Play with islam, the surah the ayat, the hadeeth to prove that you are right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You laugh at others when they try to be good, you deny the existence of others who are in struggle to understand islam, you never think of what others are trying to do to make themselves a bit closer to islam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because of one thing that you don't even know the truth, you already made a wrong perception about it. You are already so full of yourself because you think you are better than them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you forgot how you should observe things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at them who have greater 'amal than you are not the one who is lower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you are 21 years old and you think all your 'amal is enough to buy a guarantee for jannah, then you are wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You pray like the others but your heart is somewhere else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You fast like the others but all you think about is the delicious food that your mom prepare for break fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You think cover your aurat is not a rational thing anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You think wearing a sandal that shows your feet isn't a wrong thing anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Think again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sebagaimana kami telah memberi peringatan, kami telah menurunkan azab kepada orang yang memilah milah kitab Allah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Iaitu orang yang telah menjadikan al Quran itu terbagi bagi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;al hijr: 90-91&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And when you don't afraid of this azab anymore and feel like saying "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;lantak aku lah, kubur lain2&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;21 years were a waste and another wasteful years ahead if you don't change yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: I hate doing abstract, introduction, and discussion for lab report. I love doing the maths instead. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-6455034261114179031?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6455034261114179031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-about-pieces.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6455034261114179031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6455034261114179031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-about-pieces.html' title='all about pieces'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><georss:featurename>Rochester, NY, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>43.16103 -77.6109219</georss:point><georss:box>43.078166499999995 -77.6961549 43.2438935 -77.52568889999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-6588019403742014161</id><published>2011-06-05T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T16:06:22.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>adaptation</title><content type='html'>i think i am in a phase of adapting to a new environment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzc1cqNLHHM/TevhcbkU7zI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Zj0dF9KCh_4/s1600/adaptation1_1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzc1cqNLHHM/TevhcbkU7zI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Zj0dF9KCh_4/s400/adaptation1_1024.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;perhaps, i should watch this..&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/304169918001105995-6588019403742014161?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6588019403742014161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/adaptation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6588019403742014161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/6588019403742014161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/adaptation.html' title='adaptation'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzc1cqNLHHM/TevhcbkU7zI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Zj0dF9KCh_4/s72-c/adaptation1_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4455145790962522640</id><published>2011-06-03T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:24:54.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, 'Lucida Grande', arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://langitilahi.com/2011/06/02/tatkala-jiwa-dihimpit-kelesuan/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"Cinta itu adalah sebahagian gumpalan perasaan dan ia juga adalah kehidupan. Cinta juga menghidupkan kehidupan agar ia benar benar hidup, subuh(subur), segar dan tegar. Kejarlah cinta, kerana disitulah tempat jiwa kita berlari menuju mahabbahNya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://langitilahi.com/2011/06/02/tatkala-jiwa-dihimpit-kelesuan/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i think it's beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i always forget and alhamdulillah, i come back to what is real, luckily i don't forget and never come back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-4455145790962522640?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4455145790962522640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/cinta-itu-adalah-sebahagian-gumpalan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4455145790962522640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4455145790962522640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/cinta-itu-adalah-sebahagian-gumpalan.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-7449663198629513289</id><published>2011-06-02T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T13:53:46.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the first time I feel that I really want to go home, right now. I guess this is what others usually feel when they get sick. I wish my mom is here. There's no better babysitter in the world besides you, mom.(babysitter?) I want your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;bubur nasi&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;ikan masin&lt;/span&gt; which I tried to make one for me just now, but it turns out pretty bad. Yours are the best. It's summer and I am no longer can eat everything that I want as the weather it getting hotter. I miss cuddling on your bed whenever I get sick. oh mom, you're the best caretaker for all of us,&amp;nbsp;stone headed boys and girls. I wanted to call you so badly right now, but I don't want you to worry at the same time. A friend of mine once said, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;When you are sick, don't tell your parents. you make them sick too.&lt;/span&gt;"-Biha Zul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever feel that when you are far away from your home, your bond with your parent is actually getting stronger. I don't know, I just feel it that way. I've got a feeling that my mom feels the same as I am right now. When I am sad or sick, she knows. She'll know even before I tell her anything. Aren't that amazing? How your bond with your parent grow when you are getting older. I am not a crybaby when I was younger(hey, I am not as old as its sounds) which means, I am not a girl who can't be apart from my family. I always wanted to go to the boarding school which I was since 13 and till now(i feel like a grown up=P) Summer classes start next week, so I have plenty of times to do my things. All I am thinking about now is home. Oh my goodness, I have to reset my mind. It's a long way to go before I can go home this summer. I can't wait to be around my family, and my cat, oh, and the cow. haha. What do you expect from a 'kampung' girl? Well, I am proud to be one. My childhood environment is so free from traffic. I saw green paddy field every morning, breathed in great fresh air, walked to school, ate what my mom cooked for me every morning before I went to school. In the evening, ran around the village sometimes tried to catch my naughty big brother, or he tried to catch me. Rode a bicycle, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;main masak2&lt;/span&gt;, fishing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;belut&lt;/span&gt; and all kinds of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;ikan bendang&lt;/span&gt;. I miss my childhood. I am not from a rich family but I am satisfied and grateful of what I have. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Be content of what you have and you'll be the richest person in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;My dad said, he really wanted to see me, and always thinking how am I doing here. Dad, I'm doing great! Oh, heh. Stop thinking about home. It's a long way to go, and there's a lot of things I want to tell too. Good luck for summer classes everyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/304169918001105995-7449663198629513289?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7449663198629513289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/reminiscing-home.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7449663198629513289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/7449663198629513289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/reminiscing-home.html' title='reminiscing home'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4727691081558197262</id><published>2011-06-01T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:57:37.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"All blame is a waste of time. No matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how much fault you find with another,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and regardless of how much you&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blame him, it will not change you"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Wayne Dyer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-4727691081558197262?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4727691081558197262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-blame-is-waste-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4727691081558197262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4727691081558197262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-blame-is-waste-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-9160628091314255374</id><published>2011-06-01T09:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:45:30.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maneh obes..mak,nk blik!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-9160628091314255374?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/9160628091314255374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/maneh-obes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/9160628091314255374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/9160628091314255374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/06/maneh-obes.html' title=''/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-4358769137490985419</id><published>2011-05-24T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:55:30.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>muhaimin</title><content type='html'>there's someone that i want to meet when i'm home&lt;div&gt;i never meet him before and i'm a bit excited&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who is he anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he came to my house and really caught my mom's attention&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't make my mom fall in love with u!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, he already did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, he always come to my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a 'blurry' chit chatting with my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what makes me surprised is, he caught my dad interest toward him too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so gonna make him learn his lesson for stealing my mom and dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am a bit nervous to see him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(but deep inside...excited)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his mom is teaching at my old kindergarten just in front of my house and a good friend of my mom. well, guess they had known each other for quite a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom said, he does talk a lot. even sometimes my mom doesn't really understand what is he talking about. and what most interesting thing is, he is afraid of my cat, Maneh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erkk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; guy..wait for me till i come back home ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Maneh..sila takutkan budak kecik tu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-4358769137490985419?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4358769137490985419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/muhaimin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4358769137490985419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/4358769137490985419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/muhaimin.html' title='muhaimin'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-5917245275172408733</id><published>2011-05-23T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:41:40.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Muslim Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Muslim Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim friend is one that constantly reminds you of Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that gives you sincere Naseehah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that lends a helping hand when you are in need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that remind you to follow a bad deed with a good deed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that loves you for the sake of our Creator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that reminds you of Allah to whom or which there is no one or nothing Greater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that lends a listening ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that reminds you that Allah never gives us more than we can bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one who asks "Have you read Qur'an today".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim friend is one that reminds you it is time to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend reminds you that our goal is Jannah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend stray you from being caught up in the dunyâ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend reminds you of death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend consoles you and tells you not to fret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one who says they love you and mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is not one who says things just to be eloquent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that reminds you to make supplication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that reminds you; only in your Lord you will find satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one who is patient and reminds you to be patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is one that reminds you that Allah is with those who are patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend reminds you to follow the Qur'aan and the Sunnah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend reminds you that, this will be our path to Jannah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend never spreads your business on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is so kind and discreet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend is not one to quickly judge or deem you worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;A Muslim Friend reminds you that in your Lord you seek forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Are you and I ready to be a Muslim Friend TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;All praise is for Allah who guided us to Islaam and blessed us with it and placed us in the best nation, so we ask Him to grant us that we keep to that which He loves and is pleased with and avoid that which He hates and which angers Him. ameen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;source:&lt;a href="http://www.somaliaonline.com/community/showthread.php/4943-Muslim-Friend!"&gt;Muslim friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-5917245275172408733?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5917245275172408733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/muslim-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5917245275172408733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/5917245275172408733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/muslim-friend.html' title='Muslim Friend'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-308380536748448112</id><published>2011-05-18T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T23:55:19.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><title type='text'>whisper of the soul</title><content type='html'>It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be strong despite everything that had happened. I know that it's the best for me. I've tried hard. I've tried my very best. It just had never been decreed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duhai hati, redha lah&lt;br /&gt;Duhai hati, tahukah kau Dia maha adil&lt;br /&gt;Duhai hati, sabarlah&lt;br /&gt;Puas dipujuk hati yang gusar&lt;br /&gt;Puas dikucup hati yang resah&lt;br /&gt;Yakinlah, seperti yakinnya kau hari hari sebelum ini, segalanya sudah ditakdirkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that is not yours, had never been decreed for you, and everything that had happened is not a consequence, it's fate. So, why do you have to be sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibir mengatakan, "Ya Allah, aku redha."&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hati menidakkan&lt;br /&gt;Perlakuan seperti si tersungkur yang sukar untuk bangun&lt;br /&gt;Bahu menahan esakan&lt;br /&gt;Kerutan wajah menjadi sang pencerita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayat sasterawan keluar time sedih sedih nie..so, bare with me or bear with me?(ok, i am confuse now..google2..oh, it's actually bear with me..beruang dengan saya )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin aku ini..Mungkin aku juga itu..&lt;br /&gt;Prasangka..&lt;br /&gt;Aduh, prasangka itu satu jahiliah&lt;br /&gt;Prasangka itu satu dosa&lt;br /&gt;Tebarlah kau prasangka&lt;br /&gt;Be far apart from this broken soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cis, putus cinta pn x mcamni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duhai hati,&lt;br /&gt;Jika sebelum ini kau nyatakan kau redha&lt;br /&gt;Lalu Dia datangkan dugaan untuk menguji sejauh mana redhaMu itu&lt;br /&gt;Bersabarlah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duhai hati,&lt;br /&gt;Jika sebelum ini kau nyatakan kau sabar dengan dugaan&lt;br /&gt;Lalu Dia datangkan lagi cubaan untuk menguji hati yang kau katakan sabar itu&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menguji adakah benar benar kau bersabar atau cuma bicara bibir yang penuh kepalsuan&lt;br /&gt;Sedang Dia sebenarnya sudah lebih tahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apakah manusia mengira bahawa mereka akan dibiarkan hanya dengan mengatakan, Kami telah beriman dan mereka tidak diuji?"&lt;br /&gt;"Dan sungguh, Kami telah menguji orang orang sebelum mereka, maka Allah pasti mengetahui orang orang yang benar dan pasti mengetahui orang orang yang dusta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Al-ankabut:2-3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia maha adil&lt;br /&gt;Pasti ada bahagianmu di masa akan datang&lt;br /&gt;Jika tiada masa akan datang buatmu&lt;br /&gt;Pasti ada bahagianmu di akhirat kelak&lt;br /&gt;Kerana masa akan datang itu belum pasti&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi&lt;br /&gt;Akhirat itu suatu kepastian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a failure words.&lt;br /&gt;I'll move forward&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of the past&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;He never lie, not even once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tahzan, innallah ha ma'ana&lt;br /&gt;Jangan bersedih, sesungguhnya Allah ada bersama kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."Cukuplah Allah bagiku;tidak ada tuhan selain Dia. Hanya kepadaNya aku bertawakal, dan Dia adalah Tuhan yang memiliki 'Arsy yang agung"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;At-Taubah:129&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q7FRsa-mndQ/TdSTUWlKhNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8U0n7f19kJQ/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q7FRsa-mndQ/TdSTUWlKhNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8U0n7f19kJQ/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pengubat hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: tajuk post kredit to kak Sab..Kak Sab, Wani amek tajuk blog kak Sab..tak pe ea..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-308380536748448112?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/308380536748448112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/whisper-of-soul.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/308380536748448112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/308380536748448112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/whisper-of-soul.html' title='whisper of the soul'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q7FRsa-mndQ/TdSTUWlKhNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8U0n7f19kJQ/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8286599953253230413</id><published>2011-05-14T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:21:11.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy..(eh?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oa5YfxKq_8A/Tc6qVFmiHyI/AAAAAAAAAVo/T339Pf5zeJU/s1600/daisy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oa5YfxKq_8A/Tc6qVFmiHyI/AAAAAAAAAVo/T339Pf5zeJU/s640/daisy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai bunga-bunga yang sedang mekar,&lt;br /&gt;Anda adalah perhiasan dunia yang paling indah.&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu, jagalah dirimu, akhlakmu, perbuatanmu, percakapanmu,&lt;br /&gt;Wahai bunga-bunga yang sedang mekar,&lt;br /&gt;Anda indah dengan budi bahasa, indah dengan sopan santun, indah dengan kelembutan,&lt;br /&gt;Kelembutanmu bukanlah kekurangan dan kelemahan,&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi kekuatan,&lt;br /&gt;Didiklah dirimu, rendahkan hatimu,&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah bunga-bunga yang terus berkembang indah dan mekar,&lt;br /&gt;Bukan di mata mereka,&lt;br /&gt;Tapi di mata sang pencipta,&lt;br /&gt;Wahai bunga-bunga yang sedang mekar,&lt;br /&gt;Peliharalah tautan ukhwah yang telah terbina atas dasar takwa ini,&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh, ia lebih indah dan manis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: quick post..usrah lepas ni..cepat2 kejar bas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8286599953253230413?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8286599953253230413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/daisyeh.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8286599953253230413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8286599953253230413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/daisyeh.html' title='Daisy..(eh?)'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oa5YfxKq_8A/Tc6qVFmiHyI/AAAAAAAAAVo/T339Pf5zeJU/s72-c/daisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-8616555723262524730</id><published>2011-05-11T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:51:26.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>finale</title><content type='html'>week 11 is next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINAL week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;counting days for exam 3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two more to go this Friday..(hari yang indah moga dapat jawab dengan 'indah' jugakla kot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;organic chemistry and microbiology (hope i don't have to take the final)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lab dah abes semua..alhamdulillah..yayyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mari boost semngat setadi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;selak2 Quran...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wahai Nabi Muhammad! Kobarkanlah semangat para mukminin untuk berperang. Jika ada dua puluh orang yang sabar di antara kamu, nescaya mereka dapat mengalahkan dua ratus orang musuh. Dan jika ada seratus orang (yang sabar) di antara kamu, nescaya mereka dapat mengalahkan seribu orang kafir, kerana orang orang kafir adalah kaum yang tidak mengerti"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At-Anfal:65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's fighting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best bloggers..may Allah ease everything..ameen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/girl-emoticon/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/girl-004.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-8616555723262524730?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8616555723262524730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/finale.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8616555723262524730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/8616555723262524730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/finale.html' title='finale'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/th_girl-004.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3950836957831792084</id><published>2011-05-09T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T23:33:03.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>week 10!</title><content type='html'>exams, assignment due, lab practical, lab notebook due, business plan due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the critical week for my spring quarter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sibuk-sibuk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/cute-rabbit-emo2/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/cute-rabbit-2-041.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-3950836957831792084?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3950836957831792084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/week-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3950836957831792084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3950836957831792084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/week-10.html' title='week 10!'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/th_cute-rabbit-2-041.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304169918001105995.post-3744188049881889451</id><published>2011-05-08T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:53:26.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><title type='text'>night and day</title><content type='html'>it's a night to remember. to akak2 sekalian, i'm gonna really miss all of you. there's a lot of memories and maybe i'll keep reminiscing those beautiful unforgettable moment with all of you. talking about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;graduation night,&lt;/span&gt; oh yeah, it's a night of delicious food. well, thumbs up to the new eboard, the room was splendidly formal and beautiful, the fruit carving was awesome, the dessert was superb, and the foods were great. so, this time theme was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;FORMAL&lt;/span&gt; black and white, and yeah i messed up with the theme again. if last year, the theme was floral spring and i wore a black and white attire so for this time, the theme was supposed to be black and white, but i wore floral chocolate attire. that's a bit off. i'm sorry. people was like, "hey, where's your black and white?" and i was like, "hey, i'm wearing a dark skirt.pffffftttt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/cute-rabbit-emo2/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/cute-rabbit-2-054.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night was great and organized even though it's a bit off the planned schedule. there's time for prayer and all that. that's good though. keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;so, that's all about the graduation night. moving on to the next topic. our usrah.&lt;br /&gt;so today, the usrah was held at my house, Racquet Club. we were pretty excited to have people came to our humble apartment actually as not much people had came here before because of its location which is a bit far away from campus compared to others. well yeah, there's other apartment which is farer than us such as Rustic Village, Southview Common and hmmmm where else? at least there's always buses available for us when we need to go to classes. alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;we talked about pretty much things that happen among us based on one ayat in the Quran, Al Baqarah: 42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'And do not mix the truth with falsehood or conceal the truth while you know [it].'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;this ayat is a reflection towards myself from things that happened to me lately. i know something that is not allowed but i did it. hence, i even tried to think of it as something that is not wrong which is already a wrong thing to do. hah..berbelit2 ayat aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/cute-rabbit-emo2/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/cute-rabbit-2-038.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. let's think about it. for example, our interaction between different gender. yes, sometimes we didn't care too much about this and we feel like it is not wrong to have a close relationship with another different gender. the same goes to me. playing with different gender is obviously wrong! bear in mind. i said this and that but i did this and that which is so wrong and yet i told people not to do this and that. what&amp;nbsp;the .......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/cute-rabbit-emo2/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/cute-rabbit-2-042.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do others are going to accept what this and that i brag about?&lt;br /&gt;ok, we are not perfect. we say stuff that is necessary, but we neglect our own wrong did. it's hard though. in silence we know that people are watching us. watching and observing what we did and what we wrote in blog or other medium and yet, we are not acting like what we&amp;nbsp;portrayed&amp;nbsp;ourselves in blog for example. are we having somewhat split personalities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/cute-rabbit-emo2/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/cute-rabbit-2-018.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i talking about? owh, tangan yg sakit kenapakah?sabar2..tulis lagi sikit. another example, aurat. hah, living in the US, we might having a difficult time finding the right cloth to cover our aurat, especially for women. whenever there is a cloth that is appropriate for muslimah, the price must be sky high (exaggerate). is it worth it? 100 bucks for 2 pieces of cloth? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;YES, INDEED&lt;/span&gt;. compare to what we get in return for our effort covering ourselves, it's worth it. i'm telling myself too to wear appropriate clothes. sometimes, i don't really care about what i wear and taking aurat matters lightly. yesterday, i saw 2 niqabi at the imagine RIT event, and they were splendidly beautiful with their full length abaya and show only 2 eyes walking behind their husband. chatting in a small voices, laughing and smiling with their eyes. how beautiful a woman do you wish to see beside them?&lt;br /&gt;(segannya..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/emoticon/cute-rabbit-emo2/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/cute-rabbit-2-062.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. muhasabah diri. jaga diri. people can never run from mistakes. and i wish i can learn from every mistakes that i made. not for others to see, not for others to know but it is for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304169918001105995-3744188049881889451?l=skirafargeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3744188049881889451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/night-and-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3744188049881889451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/304169918001105995/posts/default/3744188049881889451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skirafargeek.blogspot.com/2011/05/night-and-day.html' title='night and day'/><author><name>sKiRafaRgEek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05578763476009760376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeMEzLL0WCc/Tygh9HP_OII/AAAAAAAAAxY/-t24n_59PUI/s220/421988_349863841698367_206490422702377_1324243_425178183_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/th_cute-rabbit-2-054.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
