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Thursday, February 25, 2010
Video buaya di Port dickson
this is the prove that there are salt water crocodile exist in Tanjung Tuan Port Dickson.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
CNY 2010
Raya cina 2010 lepas cuti panjang ooo.. rugi kalau tak balik kampung, dah la mak aku baru je pas operate buang cancer cell kalau tak balik gak tak tau la apa nak cakap. check tiket flight MAS, Airasia, Firefly sumer harga dah melambung, kalau naik MAS sah2 lima ratus lebih duit terbang, air asia pun lebih kurang je, fire fly kurang sikit tapi beratus jugak la. bukan apa, malas nak buang masa driving.
nak drive boleh aje, tapi tayar depan keta dah botak, tepi dah licin. dua tiga hari sebelum holiday pakat2 ajak balik, naik la vios, tapi last minit, lewat petang sebelum nak bertolak malam tu tuan punye Vios lak takleh balik sebab ada hal. tapi since dah pakat nak balik, Vios je yang balik, tuan punye Vios pinjam dulu kete lain kat KL. so that nite pukul 3 pagi aku drive from KL. ingatkan toll free tapi kena bayar gak. dalam tv kata free, kelentong betul la.
Bila sampai raub, ingatkan pukul 3 pagi tak jem, tapi rupanya jem gak coz byk keta, nasib baik tak balik petang, kalau tak, lagi la sesak merangkak macam kura-kura.bila dah lepas raub & bentong baru la trafik ok skit. lepas sikit dari kuala lipis, tengah bawak slow-slow, dengan keta lain semua menghala ke kota bharu dua tiga kereta je menghala KL, tiba-tiba tiga buah keta wira sempat lagi bawak laju giler racing sesama sendiri Ke arah Kuala Lipis. keta lain bawak 70-80 je, diorang mau cecah 120. tak ke giler cari penyakit.
bila sampai kat merapoh, ter'stuck' dalam jem, terpaksa la menyelit2 takut2 terlepas subuh, ni mesti accident, ni la masalah driver kat Malaysia, asal accident je jem, asal accident je jem, yang geramnye jem tu sebab nak tengok accident, siap tengok terteleng macam nak patah tengkuk sekor2 dalam kereta termasuk la sang driver.
rupa2nye jem tu sebab kereta yang racing tadi accident. satu dalam longkang sebelah kanan, satu dalam longkang sebelah kiri dan satu kat tengah2 jalan. memang la padan dengan muka diorang. yang accidentnya suma bawak lone ranger suma budak melayu umur 20-an, dah accident baru nak termenung tepi jalan. muka sekor-sekor monyok mengalahkan muka ayam kehilangan telur. yang bongok nak racing kat jalan tu sapa suruh. kereta kemik kiri kanan depan belakang, nasib baik tak total loss, tapi nak repair banyak gak la terbang. Ni kalau cakap kat mamat-mamat yang termenung tepi jalan
"amacam? sedap bang?" hahaha
mesti panas je telinga diorang..
nak drive boleh aje, tapi tayar depan keta dah botak, tepi dah licin. dua tiga hari sebelum holiday pakat2 ajak balik, naik la vios, tapi last minit, lewat petang sebelum nak bertolak malam tu tuan punye Vios lak takleh balik sebab ada hal. tapi since dah pakat nak balik, Vios je yang balik, tuan punye Vios pinjam dulu kete lain kat KL. so that nite pukul 3 pagi aku drive from KL. ingatkan toll free tapi kena bayar gak. dalam tv kata free, kelentong betul la.
Bila sampai raub, ingatkan pukul 3 pagi tak jem, tapi rupanya jem gak coz byk keta, nasib baik tak balik petang, kalau tak, lagi la sesak merangkak macam kura-kura.bila dah lepas raub & bentong baru la trafik ok skit. lepas sikit dari kuala lipis, tengah bawak slow-slow, dengan keta lain semua menghala ke kota bharu dua tiga kereta je menghala KL, tiba-tiba tiga buah keta wira sempat lagi bawak laju giler racing sesama sendiri Ke arah Kuala Lipis. keta lain bawak 70-80 je, diorang mau cecah 120. tak ke giler cari penyakit.
bila sampai kat merapoh, ter'stuck' dalam jem, terpaksa la menyelit2 takut2 terlepas subuh, ni mesti accident, ni la masalah driver kat Malaysia, asal accident je jem, asal accident je jem, yang geramnye jem tu sebab nak tengok accident, siap tengok terteleng macam nak patah tengkuk sekor2 dalam kereta termasuk la sang driver.
rupa2nye jem tu sebab kereta yang racing tadi accident. satu dalam longkang sebelah kanan, satu dalam longkang sebelah kiri dan satu kat tengah2 jalan. memang la padan dengan muka diorang. yang accidentnya suma bawak lone ranger suma budak melayu umur 20-an, dah accident baru nak termenung tepi jalan. muka sekor-sekor monyok mengalahkan muka ayam kehilangan telur. yang bongok nak racing kat jalan tu sapa suruh. kereta kemik kiri kanan depan belakang, nasib baik tak total loss, tapi nak repair banyak gak la terbang. Ni kalau cakap kat mamat-mamat yang termenung tepi jalan
"amacam? sedap bang?" hahaha
mesti panas je telinga diorang..
Thursday, January 21, 2010
A story of...
A young man had been to Wednesday Night Class of Quranic Studies. The Mualim had shared about listening to Allah and obeying Allah through intuition.
The young man couldn't help but wonder, 'Does Allah still speak to people through intuition?'
After Lessons, he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how Allah had led them in different ways and that at the end you'll know it was Allah(SWT) Who has directed you.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, 'Allah...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen.. I will do my best to obey.'
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, 'Allah is that you?' He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.
But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk came into his head. 'Okay, Allah, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.' It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk.
He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
As he passed Seventh Street , he again felt the urge, 'Turn Down that street.'This is crazy he thought, and drove on past the intersection.
Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street .
At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, 'Okay, Allah, I will.'
He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around.
He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the
best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either.
The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed. Again, he sensed something, 'Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street.'
The young man looked at the house.. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep.
He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. 'Allah, this is insane. Those people are asleep and
if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid.'
Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk. Finally, he opened the door, 'Okay Allah(SWT), if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay.
I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something, but if the don't answer right away, I am out of here.'
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, 'Who is it? What do you want?' Then the door opened before the young man could get away.
The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. 'What is it?'
The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, 'Here, I brought this to you.' The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking and half crying, 'We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money.. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking Allah(SWT) to show me how to get some milk.'
His wife in the kitchen yelled out, 'I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?'
The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand.
He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that Allah (SWT) still answers prayers..
The young man couldn't help but wonder, 'Does Allah still speak to people through intuition?'
After Lessons, he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how Allah had led them in different ways and that at the end you'll know it was Allah(SWT) Who has directed you.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, 'Allah...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen.. I will do my best to obey.'
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, 'Allah is that you?' He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.
But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk came into his head. 'Okay, Allah, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.' It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk.
He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
As he passed Seventh Street , he again felt the urge, 'Turn Down that street.'This is crazy he thought, and drove on past the intersection.
Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street .
At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, 'Okay, Allah, I will.'
He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around.
He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the
best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either.
The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed. Again, he sensed something, 'Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street.'
The young man looked at the house.. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep.
He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. 'Allah, this is insane. Those people are asleep and
if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid.'
Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk. Finally, he opened the door, 'Okay Allah(SWT), if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay.
I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something, but if the don't answer right away, I am out of here.'
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, 'Who is it? What do you want?' Then the door opened before the young man could get away.
The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. 'What is it?'
The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, 'Here, I brought this to you.' The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking and half crying, 'We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money.. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking Allah(SWT) to show me how to get some milk.'
His wife in the kitchen yelled out, 'I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?'
The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand.
He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that Allah (SWT) still answers prayers..
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Malaysia To replace MIG-29?
The Mikoyan MiG-29 (NATO reporting name: Fulcrum) is a 4th generation jet fighter aircraft designed in the Soviet Union for an air superiority role. Developed in the 1970s by the Mikoyan design bureau, it entered service with the Soviet Air Force in 1983, and remains in use by the Russian Air Force as well as in many other nations. The MiG-29 along with the Su-27 were developed to counter new American fighters such as the F-15 Eagle, and the F-16 Fighting Falcon.
Previously 10 units of MIG-29 were bought for service with Royal Malaysian Air Force based in TUDM base in Kuantan. The service of all MIG’s was not yet reached 20 years. Even Germany still uses 22 Units of MIG-29GT. Algeria owns 51units, Iran 18, India 81, North Korea with 40 and additional 18 follow up order from Russia and hundreds in both Ukraine and Russia.
The blame was on the cost of maintenance. Even if Malaysia buy aircraft from other countries, will they give the source code? If the maintenance cost was too high, how much was it cost if compared to buying a fleet of aircraft? Is it better to lose millions for maintenance and upgrading or lose billions for brand new without full source code?
Why Malaysia want to retire the service of MIG-29 and buy more Fighter aircraft from other countries? Is it political issues? Or some VVIP wanted the “middle person” to get millions of dollars during the business and get some of the share for him/herself?
Monday, November 23, 2009
Tujuh 'Ekor' Tuan dan Lembu nya
Al-kisah, sebuah cerita yang berlaku seminggu sebelum hari raya korban. maka haiwan korban pun di bawa ke kawasan yang berhampiran dengan masjid. kebiasaannya seekor lembu boleh dibahagi kepada 7 bahagian bagi yang mampu untuk melakukan ibadah korban.
maka jual beli antara pemelihara lembu pun bermula antara tuan-tuan yang ingin menjalankan ibadah korban dengan disaksikan oleh lembu tersebut.
adapun tuan lembu yang ingin melakukan ibadah korban itu adalah orang biasa sahaja yang mampu di kampung itu. maka di tambatlah lembu itu berhampiran dengan masjid, berhampiran dengan kawasan yang biasanya dijadikan kawasan ibadah korban tahun lepas.. setelah selesai urusan akad jual dan beli pagi itu, semuanya pulang ke rumah masing-masing meninggalkan sang lembu meragut rumput dikawasan ia ditambat.
kemudian, masuklah waktu solat zohor bagi kampung itu dan kawasan-kawasan yang sama waktu dengannya. maka tok bilal tanpa berlengah terus membetulkan suara dan berdoa seperti biasa lalu melaungkan azan melalui microfon dan laungan azan bergema diseluruh kampung itu, setelah di'amplified'kan dengan pembesar suara di menara masjid. semua penduduk mendengar seruan azan tersebut termasuk lah sang lembu yang bakal dijadikan korban tersebut.
"Oh azan" kata lembu tersebut pada diri sendiri, lalu menyambung meragut rumput sambil melihat sekelilingnya.
kemudian iqamat dilaungkan.
"Oh jemaah dah nak start solat"kata lembu itu lagi
Tiba-tiba lembu tersebut ternampak salah seorang tuannya menaiki motosikal kapcai menuju kesimpang masjid, lega hati lembu itu kerana ada tuannya yang nak solat berjemaah di masjid. Tetapi sangkaan lembu tersebut jauh meleset, kerana apa bila tiba di simpang, tuannya itu melencong ke kedai makan untuk lunch.
bila masuk rakaat terakhir, lembu mulai hampa.
"mana tuan-tuan aku ni? apa yang diorang tengah buat?"
begitulah rutin harian lembu korban itu setiap hari, tak dapat melihat tuan-tuannya datang solat berjemaah di masjid. kalau terserempak pun, tuan lembu itu cuma lalu sahaja untuk pergi ke tempat lain walaupun tok bilal baru melaungkan azan.
Tibalah hari raya aidil adha bila takbir bergema.
"oh takbir raya" kata lembu itu bersahaja.
Ramai orang menuju ke masjid untuk menunaikan solat sunat aidil adha, termasuklah enam orang tuan lembu tersebut. mana lagi sorang? lembu itu tahu tapi dia buat bodoh je.
setelah selesai solat dan khutbah, barulah tuan lembu yang lagi sorang tu sampai ke tempat peyembelihan. barulah lembu itu nampak semua tuannya. saat lembu itu di rebahkan, air mata lembu itu mula mengalir. ia menangis bukan kerana bakal disembelih tapi kerana memikirkan malang nasibnya bertuankan tujuh orang tuan yang mementingkan hal dunia dari ibadah wajib. dan adakah ibadah korban itu dilakukan dengan niat tersirat? dan berakhirlah riwayat lembu itu setelah di korbankan.
the end
Cerita ini tiada kaitan antara yang hidup atau yang telah meniggal dunia. Jika ada ianya hanyalah kebetulan sahaja. cerita ini adalah hasil imaginasi penulis ketika mendengar kuliah zohor oleh seorang penceramah di Kuala Lumpur.
Sebagai peringatan jika kita melalui masjid ketika azan di laungkan berhentilah dan berjemaahlah seketika, Janganlah seminggu sekali time nak solat jumaat je, atau setahun sekali time nak solat sunat hari raya. Jangan sampai nak di sembahyangkan baru nak sedar, nauzubillah. renung-renungkan dan selamat beramal.
maka jual beli antara pemelihara lembu pun bermula antara tuan-tuan yang ingin menjalankan ibadah korban dengan disaksikan oleh lembu tersebut.
adapun tuan lembu yang ingin melakukan ibadah korban itu adalah orang biasa sahaja yang mampu di kampung itu. maka di tambatlah lembu itu berhampiran dengan masjid, berhampiran dengan kawasan yang biasanya dijadikan kawasan ibadah korban tahun lepas.. setelah selesai urusan akad jual dan beli pagi itu, semuanya pulang ke rumah masing-masing meninggalkan sang lembu meragut rumput dikawasan ia ditambat.
kemudian, masuklah waktu solat zohor bagi kampung itu dan kawasan-kawasan yang sama waktu dengannya. maka tok bilal tanpa berlengah terus membetulkan suara dan berdoa seperti biasa lalu melaungkan azan melalui microfon dan laungan azan bergema diseluruh kampung itu, setelah di'amplified'kan dengan pembesar suara di menara masjid. semua penduduk mendengar seruan azan tersebut termasuk lah sang lembu yang bakal dijadikan korban tersebut.
"Oh azan" kata lembu tersebut pada diri sendiri, lalu menyambung meragut rumput sambil melihat sekelilingnya.
kemudian iqamat dilaungkan.
"Oh jemaah dah nak start solat"kata lembu itu lagi
Tiba-tiba lembu tersebut ternampak salah seorang tuannya menaiki motosikal kapcai menuju kesimpang masjid, lega hati lembu itu kerana ada tuannya yang nak solat berjemaah di masjid. Tetapi sangkaan lembu tersebut jauh meleset, kerana apa bila tiba di simpang, tuannya itu melencong ke kedai makan untuk lunch.
bila masuk rakaat terakhir, lembu mulai hampa.
"mana tuan-tuan aku ni? apa yang diorang tengah buat?"
begitulah rutin harian lembu korban itu setiap hari, tak dapat melihat tuan-tuannya datang solat berjemaah di masjid. kalau terserempak pun, tuan lembu itu cuma lalu sahaja untuk pergi ke tempat lain walaupun tok bilal baru melaungkan azan.
Tibalah hari raya aidil adha bila takbir bergema.
"oh takbir raya" kata lembu itu bersahaja.
Ramai orang menuju ke masjid untuk menunaikan solat sunat aidil adha, termasuklah enam orang tuan lembu tersebut. mana lagi sorang? lembu itu tahu tapi dia buat bodoh je.
setelah selesai solat dan khutbah, barulah tuan lembu yang lagi sorang tu sampai ke tempat peyembelihan. barulah lembu itu nampak semua tuannya. saat lembu itu di rebahkan, air mata lembu itu mula mengalir. ia menangis bukan kerana bakal disembelih tapi kerana memikirkan malang nasibnya bertuankan tujuh orang tuan yang mementingkan hal dunia dari ibadah wajib. dan adakah ibadah korban itu dilakukan dengan niat tersirat? dan berakhirlah riwayat lembu itu setelah di korbankan.
the end
Cerita ini tiada kaitan antara yang hidup atau yang telah meniggal dunia. Jika ada ianya hanyalah kebetulan sahaja. cerita ini adalah hasil imaginasi penulis ketika mendengar kuliah zohor oleh seorang penceramah di Kuala Lumpur.
Sebagai peringatan jika kita melalui masjid ketika azan di laungkan berhentilah dan berjemaahlah seketika, Janganlah seminggu sekali time nak solat jumaat je, atau setahun sekali time nak solat sunat hari raya. Jangan sampai nak di sembahyangkan baru nak sedar, nauzubillah. renung-renungkan dan selamat beramal.
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