<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353</id><updated>2011-07-15T10:37:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hafiz Husian</title><subtitle type='html'>Make this ONE life a life worth living</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1122932419100083128</id><published>2008-12-08T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:08:23.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di Pondok Kecil</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gZJUsxplNk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gZJUsxplNk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1122932419100083128?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1122932419100083128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1122932419100083128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1122932419100083128' title='Di Pondok Kecil'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-5398931667890650843</id><published>2008-11-13T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:23:44.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mencari pasangan yang sempurna</title><content type='html'>Ni kisah perjumpaaan dua orang sahabat yang sudah puluhan tahun berpisah. Mereka amat merindui antara satu sama lain, berbual, bersenda sambil minum kopi di sebuah cafe.Awalnya topik yang dibicarakan adalah soal2 nostalgia zaman sekolah dulu, namun pada akhirnya menyangkut kehidupan mereka sekarang ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mengapa sampai sekarang kamu belum menikah?" ujar seorang kepada temannya yang sampai sekarang masih membujang. "Sejujurnya sampai sekarang ini saya masih terus mencari wanita yang sempurna. Itulah sebabnya saya masih membujang. Dulu waktu saya di Utara, saya berjumpa dengan wanita yang cantik yang amat bijaksana. Saya fikir inilah wanita ideal untuk saya dan sesuai menjadi isteri saya. Namun belakangan selepas itu pada masa berpacaran baru aku tahu dia sebenarnya amat sombong. Hubungan kami putus sampai disitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Ipoh saya ketemu seorang perempuan yang cantik jelita, ramah dan dermawan. Pada perjumpaan pertama aku begitu takjub dan seronok. Hatiku berdesir kencang, inilah wanita idealku. Namun selepas itu baru saya tahu, ia banyak tingkah laku yg tak baik dan tidak bertanggung jawab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ketika aku di JB, aku bertemu wanita yang manis, baik, periang dan pintar. Dia sangat menyenangkan bila diajak berbicara, selalu menyambung perbualan kami dan penuh humor. Tapi terakhir aku ketahui kalau dia dari keluarga yang berantakan yakni berpecah belah dan selalu menuntut sesuatu yang kita tidak mampu memenuhinya. Akhirnya kami berpisah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya terus mencari, namun selalu mendapatkan kekurangan dan kelemahan pada wanita yang saya temui. Sampai pada suatu hari, saya bersua dengan wanita ideal yang saya dambakan selama ini. Ia begitu cantik,pintar, baik hati, dermawan dan penuh humor. Dia juga sangat perhatian dan sayang kepada orang lain. Saya fikir inilah pendamping hidup saya yang dikirim oleh Tuhan untuk saya".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lantas", sergah temannya yang dari tadi tekun mendengarkan "Apa yang terjadi? Mengapa kamu tidak terus meminangnya?". Yang ditanya diam sejenak dan akhirnya dengan suara perlahan si bujang itu menjawab, "Baru sekarang aku mengetahui bahawa ia juga sedang mencari lelaki yang sempurna".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulan : Sudah diketahui maksud daripada cerita  itu ? ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-5398931667890650843?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5398931667890650843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5398931667890650843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5398931667890650843' title='Mencari pasangan yang sempurna'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3144821020776411927</id><published>2008-06-27T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T08:30:00.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Clouds and Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7-57_400x300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/7-57_400x300.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3144821020776411927?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3144821020776411927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3144821020776411927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3144821020776411927' title='Of Clouds and Rain'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3884760515770641709</id><published>2008-06-25T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T08:11:44.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kekuatan Sebuah Doa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="dropcaps"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;iti adalah seorang yang miskin. suaminya sedang sakit dan sudah berbulan-bulan tidak dapat bekerja. dia memiliki tujuh orang anak kecil yang sedang kelaparan di rumah. Suatu hari Siti pergi ke sebuah supermarket Parkson Ria dengan bajunya yang compang-camping. Dengan teragak-agak dia memohon agar dibolehkan berhutang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encik Kamal, si pemilik supermarket mengusirnya keluar. Sambil terus menggambarkan situasi keluarganya, si ibuterus merayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tolonglah, encik. Saya janji akan segera membayar hutang tersebut setelah mendapat wang.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encik Kamal tetap tidak mengabulkan permohonan tersebut. alasan yang diberinya, “Kalau nak berhutang, awak perlu sekurang-kurangnya mempunyai kad kredit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kaunter pembayaran, ada seorang pelanggan lain bernama Nurhaliza, seorang gadis ayu yang dari awal mendengar dialog tersebut. Dia mendekati keduanya dan berkata: “Tak apalah, Encik Kamal. biar saya saja yang bayar untuknya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerana malu, si pemilik kedai akhirnya berkata, “Eh, takpelah, cik. Ini hal kecil aje. Kasihan juga saya tengok makcik ini.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil berfikir sejenak, Encik Kamal akhirnya berkata, “Beginilah, makcik. Tuliskan senarai barang keperluan yang makcik perlu dalam kertas ini dan timbangkan beratnya. Saya akan memberikan potongan harga secara percuma mengikut berat kertas itu.” katanya sambil tersenyum di dalam hati. sekurang-kurangnya tidaklah dia dianggap sebagai seorang yang tamak oleh gadis itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ragu-ragu dan hampir putus asa dengan tawaran tersebut, Siti menundukkan kepalanya sebentar sambil menulis sesuatu di atas kertas. setelah kertas tersebut diletakkan ke dalam timbangan, mata si pemilik kedai bagai terbeliak melihat jarum timbangan bergerak jatuh ke bawah secara mendadak. dia menatap pelanggan yang ingin menolong tadi sambil berbisik, “Benarkah apa yang aku lihat?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pelanggan yang baik hati itu hanya tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semasa Siti mengambil barang-barang yang diperlukannya, Encik Kamal diam-diam mengalihkan kertas tersebut ke sisi timbangan yang lain. tetapi jarum timbangan masih jatuh ke bawah seolah-olah diletakkan guni pasir. Setelah siti mendapatkan semua barang-barang yang diperlukannya, Encik Kamal terus mengangkat barang-barang tersebut ke atas timbangan, sehingga tidak muat lagi tetapi masih tidak mampu menimbangi berat kertas tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun berasa aneh dengan fenomena itu, Encik Kamal tidak dapat berbuat apa-apa kerana perkara itu berlaku di luar jangkaannya. Setelah mengucapkan terima kasih, Siti beredar pulang ke rumah dengan hati gembira, sambil mengendong barang-barang yang diperolehnya. Suami dan anak-anaknya sedang setia menanti di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah Siti hilang dari pandangan, si pemilik kedai diam-diam membelek kertas di atas timbangan tersebut. Tertulis sebuah doa pendek: “Tuhan, hanya Engkau Maha Mengetahui apa yang hambaMu perlukan. Hamba menyerahkan segalanya ke dalam tanganMu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila diteliti, akhirnya Encik Kamal mendapati timbangan yang dipakai tersebut ternyata rosak. Dia menyesal dan malu dengan keangkuhan dirinya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya Tuhan yang Maha Memberi rezeki kepada sesiapa yang dikehendakiNya. Berdoalah kepada TuhanMu yang Maha Pengasih, nescaya akan dikabulkanNya. kekuatan sebuah doa terletak pada keyakinan dan penyerahan kita pada pertolongan Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3884760515770641709?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3884760515770641709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3884760515770641709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3884760515770641709' title='Kekuatan Sebuah Doa'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8754638582031352458</id><published>2008-06-23T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:21:24.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SilverLining_400x300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/SilverLining_400x300.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8754638582031352458?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8754638582031352458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8754638582031352458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8754638582031352458' title='Silver Lining'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8764405499563264183</id><published>2008-06-17T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:05:17.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aduhai 4 Orang Isteriku!</title><content type='html'>Suatu ketika, ada seorang pedagang kaya yang mempunyai empat orang isteri. Dia mencintai isteri yang keempat dan memberikan harta dan kesenangan yang banyak. Sebab, isteri keempat adalah yang tercantik di antara kesemua isterinya. Maka, tidak hairan lelaki ini sering memberikan yang terbaik untuk isteri keempatnya itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedagang itu juga mencintai isterinya yang ketiga. Dia sangat bangga dengan isterinya ini, dan sering berusaha untuk memperkenalkan isteri ketiganya ini kepada semua temannya. Namun dia juga selalu bimbang kalau-kalau isterinya ini akan lari dengan lelaki yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu juga dengan isterinya yang kedua. Dia juga sangat menyukainya. Dia adalah seorang isteri yang sabar dan penuh pengertian. Bila-bila masa pun apabila pedagang ini mendapat masalah, dia selalu meminta pandangan isterinya yang kedua ini. dialah tempat bergantung. Dia selalu menolong dan mendampingi suaminya melalui masa-masa yang sulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama halnya dengan isterinya yang pertama. Dia adalah pasangan yang sangat setia. Dia sering membawa kebaikan bagi kehidupan keluarga ini. dialah yang merawat dan mengatur semua kekayaan dan usaha si suami. Akan tetapi si pedangang tidak begitu mencintainya. Walaupun isteri pertamanya ini begitu sayang kepadanya namun, pedagang ini tidak begitu memperdulikannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu ketika, si pedagang sakit. Kemudian dia menyedari mungkin masa untuknya hidup tinggal tidak lama lagi. Dia mula merenungi semua kehidupan indahnya, dan berkata dalam hati, “Saat ini, aku punya empat orang isteri. Namun, apabila aku meninggal, aku akan sendiri. Betapa menyedihkan jika aku harus hidup sendiri.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu dia meminta semua isterinya datang dan kemudian mulai bertanya pada isteri keempatnya, “Kaulah yang paling kucintai, kuberikan kau gaun dan perhiasan yang indah. Nah sekarang, aku akan mati, mahukah kau mendampingiku dan menemaniku?” Isteri keempatnya terdiam. “Tentu saja tidak!” jawab isterinya yang keempat, dan pergi begitu sahaja tanpa berkata-kata lagi. Jawapan itu sangat menyakitkan hati seakan-akan ada pisau yang terhunus dan menghiris-hiris hatinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedagang yang sedih itu lalu bertanya kepada isteri ketiganya, “Aku pun mencintaimu sepenuh hati, dan saat ini, hidupku akan berakhir. Mahukah kau ikut denganku, dan menemani akhir hayatku?”. Isteri ketiganya menjawab, “Hidup begitu indah di sini. Aku akan menikah lagi jika kau mati”. Pedagang begitu terpukul dengan jawapan isteri ketiganya itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, dia bertanya kepada isteri keduanya, “Aku selalu berpaling padamu setiap kali mendapat masalah. Dan kau selalu mahu membantuku. Kini, aku perlu sekali pertolonganmu. Kalau aku mati, mahukah kau ikut dan mendampingiku?” Si isteri kedua menjawab perlahan, “Maafkan aku…aku tak mampu menolongmu kali ini. Aku hanya boleh menghantarmu ke liang kubur saja. Nanti, akan kubuatkan makam yang indah buatmu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawapan itu seperti kilat yang menyambar. Si pedagang kini berasa putus asa. Tiba-tiba terdengar satu suara, “Aku akan tinggal denganmu. Aku akan ikut ke manapun kau pergi. Aku, tak akan meninggalkanmu, aku akan setia bersamamu.” Si pedagang lalu menoleh ke arah suara itu dan mendapati isteri pertamanya yang berkata begitu. Isteri pertamanya tampak begitu kurus. Badannya seperti orang yang kelaparan. Berasa menyesal, si pedagang lalu berguman, “Kalau saja aku mampu melayanmu lebih baik pada saat aku mampu, tak akan kubiarkan kau seperti ini isteriku.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman, sesungguhnya kita punya empat orang isteri dalam hidup ini;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISTERI KEEMPAT adalah tubuh kita. Seberapa banyak waktu dan belanja yang kita keluarkan untuk tubuh kita supaya tampak indah dan gagah, semuanya akan hilang. Ia akan pergi segera apabila kita meninggal. Tak ada keindahan dan kegagahan yang tersisa saat kita menghadapNYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISTERI KETIGA adalah status sosial dan kekayaan kita. Saat kita meninggal, semuanya akan pergi kepada yang lain. Mereka akan berpindah dan melupakan kita yang pernah memilikinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISTERI KEDUA pula adalah kerabat dan teman-teman. Seberapa pun dekat hubungan kita dengan mereka, mereka tak akan mampu bersama kita selamanya. Hanya sampai kuburla mereka akan menemani kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN SESUNGGUHNYA ISTERI PERTAMA adalah jiwa dan amal kita. Mungkin kita sering mengabaikan dan melupakannya demi kekayaan dan kesenangan peribadi. Namun, sebenarnya, hanya jiwa dan amal kita sajalah yang mampu untuk terus setia dan mendampingi kemanapun kita melangkah. Hanya amal yang mampu menolong kita diakhirat kelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, selagi mampu, perlakukanlah jiwa dan amal kita dengan bijak. Jangan sampai kita menyesal kemudian hari!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8764405499563264183?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8764405499563264183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8764405499563264183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8764405499563264183' title='Aduhai 4 Orang Isteriku!'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1812055451774461532</id><published>2008-06-15T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T08:00:00.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cintanya Rasulullah S.A.W kepada Umatnya Di Akhirat Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala menyeru:                  “Wahai Muhammad! Bawalah umatmu untuk dihisab dan lintaskan mereka                  di atas Sirat yang dilebarkan. Panjangnya sejauh 500 tahun perjalanan.”                  &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Malaikat Malik berdiri                    di pintunya (neraka). Dia menyeru: “Wahai Muhammad! Sesiapa                    yang datang dari umatmu dan bersamanya ada perlepasan dari Allah                    Taala, maka dia akan terselamat. Sekiranya sebaliknya maka,                    dia akan terjatuh di dalam neraka. Wahai Muhammad! Katakan kepada                    orang yang diringankan agar berlari! Katakan kepada orang yang                    diberatkan agar berjalan!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Nabi Muhammad SAW                    bersabda kepada malaikat Malik: “Wahai Malik! Dengan kebenaran                    Allah Taala ke atasmu, palingkanlah wajahmu dari umatku sehingga                    mereka dapat melepasi! Jika tidak, hati mereka akan gementar                    apabila melihatmu.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Malaikat Malik memalingkan                    mukanya dari umat Nabi Muhammad SAW. Umat Nabi Muhammad SAW                    telah di pecahkan kepada sepuluh kumpulan. Nabi Muhammad SAW                    mendahului mereka lalu bersabda kepada umatnya: “Ikutlah aku                    wahai umatku di atas Sirat ini!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Kumpulan pertama                    berjaya melintasi seperti kilat yang memancar. Kumpulan kedua                    melintasi seperti angin yang kencang. Kumpulan ketiga melintasi                    seperti kuda yang baik. Kumpulan yang keempat seperti burung                    yang pantas. Kumpulan yang kelima berlari. Kumpulan keenam berjalan.                    Kumpulan ketujuh berdiri dan duduk kerana mereka dahaga dan                    penat. Dosa-dosa terpikul di atas belakang mereka. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Nabi Muhammad SAW                    berhenti di atas Sirat. Setiap kali, baginda SAW melihat seorang                    dari umatnya bergayut di atas Sirat, baginda SAW akan menarik                    tangannya dan membangunkan dia kembali. Kumpulan kelapan menarik                    muka-muka mereka dengan rantai kerana terlalu banyak kesalahan                    dan dosa mereka. Bagi yang buruk, mereka akan menyeru: “Wahai                    Muhammad SAW!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Muhammad SAW berkata: “Tuhan!                    Selamatkan mereka! Tuhan! Selamatkan mereka! &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Kumpulan ke sembilan                    dan ke sepuluh tertinggal di atas Sirat. Mereka tidak diizinkan                    untuk menyeberang. Dikatakan bahawa, di pintu syurga, ada pokok                    yang mempunyai banyak dahan. Bilangan dahannya tidak terkira                    melainkan Allah Taala sahaja yang mengetahui. Di atasnya ada                    kanak-kanak yang telah mati semasa di dunia ketika umur mereka                    dua bulan, kurang dan lebih sebelum mereka baligh. Apabila mereka                    melihat ibu dan bapa mereka, mereka menyambutnya dan mengiringi                    mereka memasuki syurga. Mereka memberikan gelas-gelas dan cerek                    serta tuala dari sutera. Mereka memberi ibu dan bapa mereka                    minum kerana kehausan kiamat. Mereka memasuki syurga bersama-sama.                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Hanya tinggal, kanak-kanak                    yang belum melihat ibu dan bapa mereka. Suara tangisan mereka                    semakin nyaring.&lt;br /&gt;                 Mereka berkata: “Aku mengharamkan syurga bagi diriku sehingga                    aku melihat bapa dan ibuku.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Kanak-kanak yang belum melihat ibu                    dan bapa mereka telah berkumpul. Mereka berkata: “Kami masih                    di dalam keadaan yatim di sini dan di dunia.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Malaikat berkata kepada mereka: “Bapa-bapa                    dan ibu-ibu kamu terlalu berat dosa mereka. Mereka tidak diterima                    oleh syurga akibat dosa mereka.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Mereka terus menangis malah lebih kuat                    dari sebelumnya lalu berkata: “Kami akan duduk di pintu syurga                    moga-moga Allah Taala mengampuninya dan menyatukan kami dengan                    mereka.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Demikianlah! Orang                    yang melakukan dosa besar akan dikurung di tempat pembalasan                    yang pertama oleh mereka iaitu Sirat. Ia dipanggil “Tempat Teropong.”                     Kaki-kaki mereka akan tergantung di Sirat. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Nabi Muhammad SAW                    melintasi Sirat bersama orang-orang yang soleh di kalangan yang                    terdahulu dan orang yang taat selepasnya. Di hadapannya, ada                    bendera-bendera yang berkibaran. Bendera Kepujian berada di                    atas kepalanya. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Apabila bendera                    baginda menghampiri pintu syurga, kanak-kanak akan meninggikan                    tangisan mereka. Rasulullah SAW bersabda:&lt;br /&gt;                  “Apa yang berlaku pada kanak-kanak ini?” Malaikat menjawab:                    “Mereka menangis kerana berpisah dengan bapa dan ibu mereka.                    “Nabi SAW bersabda: “Aku akan menyelidiki khabar mereka dan                    aku akan memberi syafaat kepada mereka, Insya Allah.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Nabi Muhammad SAW                    memasuki syurga bersama umatnya yang berada di belakang. Setiap                    kaum akan kekal didalam rumah-rumah mereka. Kita memohon kepada                    Allah Taala agar memasukkan kita di dalam keutamaan ini dan                    menjadikan kita sebahagian daripada mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1812055451774461532?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1812055451774461532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1812055451774461532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1812055451774461532' title='Cintanya Rasulullah S.A.W kepada Umatnya Di Akhirat Part 3'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1983873669741751951</id><published>2008-06-12T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:59:09.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cintanya Rasulullah S.A.W kepada Umatnya Di Akhirat Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Di padang mahsyar orang                  yang mula-mula berusaha ialah nabi Ibrahim as. Baginda bergantung                  dengan asap Arsy yang naik lalu menyeru: “TuhanKu dan Penguasaku!                  Aku adalah khalilMu Ibrahim. Kasihanilah kedudukanku pada hari                  ini! Aku tidak meminta kejayaan Ishak dan anakku pada hari ini.”                  &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman: “Wahai Ibrahim!                    Adakah kamu melihat Kekasih mengazab kekasihnya.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Musa as datang. Baginda bergantung                    dengan asap Arsy yang naik lalu menyeru: “KalamMu. Aku tidak                    meminta kepadaMu melainkan diriku. Aku tidak meminta saudaraku                    Harun. Selamatkanlah aku dari kacau bilau Jahanam!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Isa as datang di dalam keadaan menangis.                    Baginda bergantung dengan Arsy lalu menyeru: “Tuhanku... Penguasaku..                    Penciptaku! Isa roh Allah. Aku tidak meminta melainkan diriku.                    Selamatkanlah aku dari kacau bilau Jahanam!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Suara jeritan dan tangisan semakin                    kuat. Nabi Muhammad SAW menyeru: “Tuhanku.. Penguasaku Penghuluku....                    !Aku tidak meminta untuk diriku. Sesungguhnya aku meminta untuk                    umatku dariMu!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Ketika itu juga, neraka Jahanam berseru:                    “Siapakah yang memberi syafaat kepada umatnya?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Neraka pula berseru: “Wahai Tuhanku...                    Penguasaku dan Penghuluku! Selamatkanlah Muhammad dan umatnya                    dari seksaannya! Selamatkanlah mereka dari kepanasanku, bara                    apiku, penyeksaanku dan azabku! Sesungguhnya mereka adalah umat                    yang lemah. Mereka tidak akan sabar dengan penyeksaan.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Malaikat Zabaniah menolaknya sehingga                    terdampar di kiri Arsy. Neraka sujud di hadapan Tuhannya. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman: “Di mana matahari?”                      Maka,  matahari dibawa mengadap Allah Taala. Ia berhenti                    di hadapan Allah Taala. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman kepadanya: “Kamu!                    Kamu telah memerintahkan hambaKu untuk sujud kepada kamu?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Matahari menjawab. “Tuhanku! Maha Suci                    diriMu! Bagaimana aku harus memerintahkan mereka berbuat demikian                    sedangkan aku adalah hamba yang halus?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman: “Aku percaya!”                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala telah menambahkan cahaya                    dan kepanasannya sebanyak 70 kali ganda. Ia telah dihampirkan                    dengan kepala makhluk.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Ibnu Abbas r.h. berkata: “Peluh manusia                    bertiti dan sehingga mereka berenang di dalamnya. Otak-otak                    kepala mereka menggeleggak seperti periuk yang sedang panas.                    Perut mereka menjadi seperti jalan yang sempit. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Air mata mengalir seperti air mengalir.                    Suara ratap umat-umat manusia semakin kuat. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Muhammad SAW lebih-lebih lagi                    sedih. Air matanya telah hilang dan kering dari pipinya. Sekali,                    baginda SAW sujud di hadapan Arsy dan sekali lagi, baginda SAW                    rukuk untuk memberi syafaat bagi umatnya. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Para Nabi melihat keluh kesah dan tangisannya.                    Mereka berkata: “Maha Suci Allah! Hamba yang paling dimuliakan                    Allah Taala ini begitu mengambil berat, hal keadaan umatnya.                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Daripada Thabit Al-Bani, daripada Usman                    Am Nahari berkata: “Pada suatu hari Nabi SAW menemui Fatimah                    Az-Zahara’ r.h. Baginda SAW dapati, dia sedang menangis.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Baginda SAW bersabda: “Permata hatiku!                    Apa yang menyebabkan dirimu menangis?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Fatimah menjawab: “Aku teringat akan                    firman Allah Taala.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;“Dan, kami akan mehimpunkan, maka Kami                    tidak akan mengkhianati walau seorang daripada mereka.”&lt;br /&gt;                Lalu Nabi SAW pun menangis. Baginda SAW bersabda: “Wahai permata                    hatiku! Sesungguhnya, aku teringat akan hari yang terlalu dahsyat.                    Umatku telah dikumpulkan pada hari kiamat dikelilingi dengan                    perasaan dahaga dan telanjang. Mereka memikul dosa mereka di                    atas belakang mereka. Air mata mereka mengalir di pipi.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Fatimah r.h. berkata: “Wahai bapaku!                    Apakah wanita tidak merasa malu terhadap lelaki?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Baginda SAW menjawab: “Wahai Fatimah!                    Sesungguhnya, hari itu, setiap orang akan sibuk dengan untung                    nasib dirinya. Adapun aku telah mendengar Firman Allah Taala:”                    &lt;/span&gt;                                    &lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bagi setiap orang dari mereka, di                    hari itu atau satu utusan yang melalaikan dia.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                                  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;( Abasa:                    37)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Fatimah ra. bertanya: “Di mana aku hendak                  mendapatkanmu di hari kiamat nanti, wahai bapaku?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Baginda SAW menjawab: “Kamu akan menjumpaiku                    di sebuah telaga ketika aku sedang memberi minum umatku.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Fatimah r.h. bertanya lagi: “Sekiranya                    aku dapati kamu tiada di telaga?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Baginda SAW bersabda: “Kamu akan menjumpaiku                    di  atas Sirat sambil dikelilingi para Nabi. Aku akan menyeru:                    “Tuhan Kesejahteraan! Tuhan Kesejahteraan! Para malaikat akan                    menyambut: “Aamiin.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Ketika itu juga, terdengar seruan dari                    arah Allah Taala lalu berfirman: “Nescaya akan mengikuti kata-katanya                    pada apa yang kamu sembah.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Setiap umat akan berkumpul dengan sesuatu                    yang mereka sembah. Ketika itu juga, neraka Jahanam melebarkan                    tengkuknya lalu menangkap mereka sebagaimana burung mematuk                    kacang. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Apabila seruan dari tengah Arsy kedengaran,                    maka manusia yang menyembahNya datang beriring. Sebahagian daripada                    orang yang berdiri di situ berkata: “Kami adalah umat Muhammad                    SAW!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman kepada mereka:                    “Mengapa kamu tidak mengikuti orang yang kamu sembah?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Mereka berkata: “Kami tidak menyembah                    melainkan Tuhan Kami. Dan, kami tidak menyembah selainNya.”                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Mereka ditanya lagi: “Kami mengenali                    Tuhan kamu?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Mereka menjawab: “Maha Suci diriNya!                    Tiada yang kami kenali selainNya.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Apabila ahli neraka                    dimasukkan ke dalamnya untuk diazab, umat Muhammad SAW mendengar                    bunyi pukulan dan jeritan penghuni neraka. Lalu malaikat Zabaniah                    mencela mereka. Mereka berkata: “Marilah kita pergi meminta                    syafaat kepada Muhammad SAW!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Manusia berpecah kepada tiga kumpulan.                 &lt;br /&gt;                1.  Kumpulan orang tua yang menjerit-jerit.&lt;br /&gt;                2.  Kumpulan pemuda.&lt;br /&gt;                3.  Wanita yang bersendirian mengelilingi mimbar-mimbar.                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Mimbar para Nabi                    didirikan di atas kawasan lapang ketika kiamat. Mereka semua                    berminat terhadap mimbar Nabi Muhammad SAW. Mimbar Nabi Muhammad                    SAW terletak berhampiran dengan tempat berlaku kiamat. Ia juga                    merupakan mimbar yang paling baik, besar dan cantik. Nabi adam                    as dan isterinya Hawa berada di bawah mimbar Nabi SAW. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Hawa melihat ke arah mereka lalu berkata:                    “Wahai Adam! Ramai dari zuriatmu dari umat Muhammad SAW serta                    cantik wajah mereka. Mereka menyeru: “Di mana Muhammad?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Mereka berkata:                    “Kami adalah umat Muhammad SAW. Semua umat telah mengiringi                    apa yang mereka sembah. Hanya tinggal kami sahaja. Matahari                    di atas kepala kami. Ia telah membakar kami. Neraka pula, cahaya                    juga telah membakar kami. Timbangan semakin berat. Oleh itu                    tolonglah kami agar memohon kepada Allah Taala untuk menghisab                    kami dengan segera! Sama ada kami akan pergi ke syurga atau                    neraka.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Adam as berkata: “Pergilah kamu                    dariku! Sesungguhnya aku sibuk dengan dosa-dosaku. Aku mendengar                    firman Allah Taala: Dan dosa Adam terhadap Tuhannya kerana lalai.                    Mereka pergi berjumpa nabi Nuh as yang telah berumur, umur yang                    panjang dan sangat sabar. Mereka menghampirinya. Apabila nabi                    Nuh as melihat mereka, dia berdiri. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Pengikut (umat Nabi                    Muhammad SAW) berkata: “Wahai datuk kami, Nuh! Tolonglah kami                    terhadap Tuhan kami agar Dia dapat memisahkan di antara kami                    dan mengutuskan kami dari ahli syurga ke syurga dan ahli neraka                    ke neraka.”&lt;br /&gt;                Nabi Nuh as berkata: “Sesungguhnya, aku sibuk dengan kesalahanku.                    Aku pernah mendoakan agar kaumku dimusnahkan. Aku malu dengan                    Tuhanku. Pergilah kamu berjumpa Ibrahim kekasih Allah Taala!                    Mintalah kepadanya agar menolong kamu!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Ibrahim as berkata: “Sesungguhnya                    aku pernah berbohong di dalam usiaku sebanyak tiga pembohongan                    di dalam Islam. Aku takut dengan Tuhanku. Pergilah kamu berjumpa                    Musa as! Mintalah pertolongan darinya!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Nabi Musa as berkata:                    “Aku sibuk dengan kesalahanku. Aku pernah membunuh seorang jiwa                    tanpa hak. Aku membunuhnya bukan dari kemahuanku sendiri. Aku                    dapati dia melampaui batas terhadap seorang lelaki Islam. Aku                    ingin memukulnya. Aku terperanjat kerana menyakitinya lalu menumbuk                    lelaki tersebut. Ia jatuh lalu mati. Aku takut terhadap tuntutan                    dosaku. Pergilah kamu berjumpa Isa as!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;    Mereka pergi berjumpa                    nabi Isa a.s. Nabi Isa a.s. berkata: “Sesungguhnya Allah Taala                    telah melaknat orang-orang Kristian. Mereka telah mengambil                    aku, ibuku sebagai dua Tuhan selain Allah Taala. Hari ini, aku                    malu untuk bertanya kepadaNya mengenai ibuku Mariam.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Mariam, Asiah, Khadijah dan Fatimah                    Az-Zahra’ sedang duduk. Ketika Mariam melihat umat Nabi Muhammad                    SAW dia berkata: “Ini umat Nabi Muhammad SAW. Mereka telah sesat                    dari Nabi mereka.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Suara Mariam, telah didengari oleh                    Nabi Muhammad SAW Nabi Adam a.s. berkata kepada nabi Muhammad                    SAW. “Ini umatmu, wahai Muhammad! Mereka berkeliling mencarimu                    untuk meminta syafaat kepada Allah Taala.” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Muhammad SAW menjerit dari atas                    mimbar lalu bersabda: “Marilah kepadaku, wahai umatku! Wahai                    sesiapa yang beriman dan tidak melihatku. Aku tidak pernah lari                    dari kamu melainkan aku sentiasa memohon kepada Allah Taala                    untukmu!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Umat Nabi Muhammad SAW berkumpul di                    sisinya. &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Terdengar suara seruan: “Wahai Adam!                    Ke marilah kepada Tuhanmu!” Nabi Adam as berkata: “Wahai Muhammad!                    Tuhanku telah memanggilku. Moga-moga Dia akan meminta kepadaku.”                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Adam as pergi menemui Allah Taala.                    Allah Taala berfirman kepadanya: “Wahai Adam! Bangunlah dan                    hantarkan anak-anakmu ke neraka!” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Adam as bertanya: “Berapa ramai                    untukku kirimkan?” &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman: Setiap seribu                    lelaki kamu hantarkan seorang ke syurga, 999 orang ke neraka.”                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman lagi:&lt;br /&gt;                “Wahai Adam! Sekiranya Aku tidak melaknat orang yang berdusta                    dan Aku haramkan pembohongan, nescaya Aku akan mengasihi anakmu                    keseluruhannya. Akan, tetapi, Aku telah janjikan syurga bagi                    orang yang mentaatiKu Neraka pula bagi orang yang menderhakaiKu                    Aku tidak akan memungkiri janji Wahai Adam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Berhentilah di sisi                    Mizan (timbangan). Sesiapa yang mempunyai berat pada kebaikannya                    daripada dosanya walaupun seberat biji sawi, bawalah dia untuk                    memasuki syurga tanpa perlu berunding denganKu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Sesungguhnya                    Aku telah menjadikan bagi mereka, satu kejahatan dengan satu                    dosa. Manakala satu kebaikan dengan sepuluh pahala agar memberitahu                    mereka bahawa, sesungguhnya Aku tidak akan memasukkan mereka                    ke dalam neraka melainkan setiap yang kembali akan  dikembalikan                    dengan dosa bagi orang yang melampaui batas.” &lt;/span&gt;                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;Nabi Adam as berkata: “Tuhanku! Penguasaku!                  Engkau lebih utama bagi menghisab berbanding aku. Hamba itu adalah                  hambaMu dan Engkau Maha Mengetahui sesuatu yang ghaib!” &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1983873669741751951?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1983873669741751951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1983873669741751951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1983873669741751951' title='Cintanya Rasulullah S.A.W kepada Umatnya Di Akhirat Part 2'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-53230954656657586</id><published>2008-06-10T08:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:08:59.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cintanya Rasulullah S.A.W kepada Umatnya Di Akhirat Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dari                  Usman bin Affan bin Dahaak bin Muzahim daripada Abbas ra, bapa                  saudara Rasulullah SAW dari Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda, yang                  bermaksud:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Aku                  adalah orang (manusia) yang paling awal dibangkitkan dari kubur                  (bumi) pada hari kiamat yang tiada kebanggaan. Bagiku ada syafaat                  pada hari kiamat yang tiada kemegahan. Bendera pujian di tanganku                  dan nabi-nabi keseluruhannya berada di bawah benderaku. Umatku                  adalah umat yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka adalah umat yang pertama dihisab                  sebelum umat yang lain. Ketika mereka bangkit dari kubur, mereka                  akan mengibas (membuang) tanah yang ada di atas kepala mereka.                  Mereka semua akan berkata: “Kami bersaksi bahawa tiada Tuhan melainkan                  Allah dan kami bersaksi bahawa Muhammad itu Rasulullah. Inilah                  yang telah dijanjikan oleh Allah Taala serta dibenarkan oleh para                  rasul.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibnu Abbas ra berkata: “Orang yang pertama dibangkitkan dari kubur                  di hari kiamat ialah Muhammad SAW. Jibril as akan datang kepadanya                  bersama seekor Buraq. Israfil pula datang dengan membawa bersama                  bendera dan mahkota. Izrail pula datang dengan membawa bersamanya                  pakaian-pakaian syurga.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as akan                    menyeru: “Wahai dunia! Di mana kubur Muhammad SAW?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bumi akan berkata:                    “Sesungguhnya, Tuhanku telah menjadikan aku hancur. Telah hilang                    segala lingkaran, tanda dan gunung-ganangku. Aku tidak tahu                    dimana kubur Muhammad SAW.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rasulullah SAW                    bersabda: “Lalu diangkatkan tiang-tiang dari cahaya dari kubur                    Nabi Muhammad SAW ke awan langit. Maka, empat malaikat berada                    di atas kubur.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Israfil bersuara:                    “Wahai roh yang baik! Kembalilah ke tubuh yang baik!”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Maka, kubur terbelah dua. Pada seruan yang kedua pula, kubur                    mula terbongkar. Pada seruan yang ketiga, ketika Rasulullah                    SAW berdiri, baginda SAW telah membuang tanah di atas kepala                    dan janggut baginda SAW. Baginda SAW melihat kanan dan kiri.                    Baginda SAW dapati, tiada lagi bangunan. Baginda SAW menangis                    sehingga mengalir air matanya ke pipi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata                    kepadanya: “Bangun wahai Muhammad! Sesungguhnya kamu di sisi                    Allah Taala di tempat yang luas.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baginda SAW bertanya,                    “Kekasihku Jibril! Hari apakah ini?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as menjawab:                    “Wahai Muhammad! Janganlah kamu takut! Inilah hari kiamat. Inilah                    hari kerugian dan penyesalan. Inilah hari pembentangan Allah                    Taala.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baginda SAW bersabda:                    “Kekasihku Jibril! Gembirakanlah aku!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata:                    “Apakah yang kamu lihat di hadapanmu?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baginda SAW bersabda:                    “Bukan seperti itu pertanyaanku.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata:                    “Adakah kamu tidak melihat bendera kepujian yang terpacak di                    atasmu?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baginda SAW bersabda:                    “Bukan itu maksud pertanyaanku. Aku bertanya kepadamu akan umatku.                    Di mana perjanjian mereka?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata:                    “Demi keagungan Tuhanku! Tidak akan terbongkar oleh bumi daripada                    manusia, sebelummu?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baginda SAW bersabda:                    “Nescaya akan, kuatlah pertolongan pada hari ini. Aku akan mensyafaatkan                    umatku.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata                    kepada baginda SAW: “Tungganglah Buraq ini wahai Muhammad SAW                    dan pergilah ke hadapan Tuhanmu!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as datang                    bersama Buraq ke arah Nabi Muhammad SAW. Buraq cuba meronta-ronta.                    Jibril as berkata kepadanya: “Wahai Buraq! Adakah kamu tidak                    malu dengan makhluk yang paling baik dicipta oleh Allah Taala?                    Sudahkah Allah Taala perintahkan kepadamu agar mentaatinya?”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Buraq berkata: “Aku tahu semua itu. Akan tetapi, aku ingin dia                    mensyafaatiku agar memasuki syurga sebelum dia menunggangku.                    Sesungguhnya, Allah Taala akan datang pada hari ini di dalam                    keadaan marah. Keadaan yang belum pernah terjadi sebelum ini.”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baginda SAW bersabda                    kepada Buraq: “Ya! Sekiranya kamu berhajatkan syafaatku, nescaya                    aku memberi syafaat kepadamu.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Setelah berpuas hati, Buraq membenarkan baginda SAW menunggangnya                    lalu dia melangkah. Setiap langkahan Buraq sejauh pandangan                    mata. Apabila Nabi Muhammad SAW berada di Baitul Maqdis di atas                    bumi dari perak yang putih, malaikat Israfil as menyeru: “Wahai                    tubuh-tubuh yang telah hancur, tulang-tulang yang telah reput,                    rambut-rambut yang bertaburan dan urat-urat yang terputus-putus!                    Bangkitlah kamu dari perut burung, dari perut binatang buas,                    dari dasar laut dan dari perut bumi ke perhimpunan Tuhan yang                    Maha Perkasa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Roh-roh telah diletakkan di dalam tanduk atau sangkakala. Di                    dalamnya ada beberapa tingkat dengan bilangan roh makhluk. Setiap                    roh, akan didudukkan berada di dalam tingkat. Langit di atas                    bumi akan menurunkan hujan dari lautan kehidupan akan air yang                    sangat pekat seperti air mani lelaki. Daripadanya, terbinalah                    tulang-tulang. Urat-urat memanjang. Daging kulit dan bulu akan                    tumbuh. Sebahagian mereka akan kekal ke atas sebahagian tubuh                    tanpa roh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Allah Taala berfirman: “Wahai Israfil! Tiup tanduk atau sangkakala                    tersebut dan hidupkan mereka dengan izinKu akan penghuni kubur.                    Sebahagian mereka adalah golongan yang gembira dan suka. Sebahagian                    dari mereka adalah golongan yang celaka dan derita.”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Malaikat Israfil                    as menjerit: “Wahai roh-roh yang telah hancur! Kembalilah kamu                    kepada tubuh-tubuh mu. Bangkitlah kamu untuk dikumpulkan di                    hadapan Tuhan semesta alam.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman:&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Demi keagungan dan ketinggianKu! Aku                    kembalikan setiap roh pada tubuh-tubuhnya!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Apabila roh-roh mendengar sumpah Allah Taala, roh-roh pun keluar                    untuk mencari jasad mereka. Maka, kembalilah roh pada jasadnya.                    Bumi pula terbongkar dan mengeluarkan jasad-jasad mereka. Apabila                    semuanya sedia, masing-masing melihat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Nabi SAW duduk di padang pasir Baitul Maqdis, melihat makhluk-makhluk.                    Mereka berdiri seperti belalang yang berterbangan. 70 umat berdiri.                    Umat Nabi Muhammad SAW merupakan satu umat (kumpulan). Nabi                    SAW berhenti memperhatikan ke arah mereka. Mereka seperti gelombang                    lautan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as menyeru:                    “Wahai sekalian makhluk, datanglah kamu semua ke tempat perhimpunan                    yang telah disediakan oleh Allah Taala.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Umat-umat datang                    di dalam keadaan satu-satu kumpulan. Setiap kali Nabi Muhammad                    SAW berjumpa satu umat, baginda SAW akan bertanya: “Di mana                    umatku?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata:                    “Wahai Muhammad! Umatmu adalah umat yang terakhir.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Apabila nabi                    Isa as datang, Jibril as menyeru: Tempatmu!”   Maka                    nabi Isa as dan Jibril as menangis.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nabi Muhammad                    SAW berkata: “Mengapa kamu berdua menangis.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata:                    “Bagaimana keadaan umatmu, Muhammad?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nabi Muhammad                    bertanya: “Di mana umatku?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata:                    “Mereka semua telah datang. Mereka berjalan lambat dan perlahan.”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Apabila mendengar                    cerita demikian, Nabi Muhammad SAW menangis lalu bertanya: “Wahai                    Jibril! Bagaimana keadaan umatku yang berbuat dosa?”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata:                    “Lihatlah mereka wahai Muhammad SAW!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Apabila Nabi Muhammad SAW melihat mereka, mereka gembira dan                    mengucapkan selawat kepada baginda SAW dengan apa yang telah                    Allah Taala muliakannya. Mereka gembira kerana dapat bertemu                    dengan baginda SAW. Baginda SAW juga gembira terhadap mereka.                    Nabi Muhammad SAW bertemu umatnya yang berdosa. Mereka menangis                    serta memikul beban di atas belakang mereka sambil menyeru:                    “Wahai Muhammad!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Air mata mereka                    mengalir di pipi. Orang-orang zalim memikul kezaliman mereka.                    Nabi Muhammad SAW bersabda: “Wahai umatku.” Mereka berkumpul                    di sisinya. Umat-umatnya menangis.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ketika mereka                    di dalam keadaan demikian, terdengar dari arah Allah Taala seruan                    yang menyeru: “Di mana Jibril?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata: “Jibril di hadapan                    Allah, Tuhan semesta alam.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman                    di dalam keadaan Dia amat mengetahui sesuatu yang tersembunyi:                    “Di mana umat Muhammad SAW?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as berkata:                    “Mereka adalah sebaik umat.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Allah Taala berfirman:                    “Wahai Jibril! Katakanlah kepada kekasihKu Muhammad SAW bahawa                    umatnya akan datang untuk ditayangkan di hadapanKu.”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril as kembali                    di dalam keadaan menangis lalu berkata: “Wahai Muhammad! Umatmu                    telah datang  untuk ditayangkan kepada Allah Taala.”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nabi Muhammad                    SAW berpaling ke arah umatnya lalu berkata: “Sesungguhnya kamu                    telah dipanggil untuk dihadapkan kepada Allah Taala.”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Orang-orang yang berdosa menangis kerana terkejut dan takut                    akan azab Allah Taala. Nabi Muhammad SAW memimpin mereka sebagaimana                    pengembala memimpin ternakannya menuju di hadapan Allah Taala.                    Allah Taala berfirman: “Wahai hambaKu! Dengarkanlah kamu baik-baik                    kepadaKu tuduhan apa-apa yang telah diperdengarkan bagi kamu                    dan kamu semua melakukan dosa!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Hamba-hamba Allah Taala terdiam. Allah Taala berfirman: “Hari                    ini, Kami akan membalas setiap jiwa dengan apa yang telah mereka                    usahakan. Hari ini, Aku akan memuliakan sesiapa yang mentaatiKu.                    Dan, Aku akan mengazab sesiapa yang menderhaka terhadapKu. Wahai                    Jibril! Pergi ke arah Malik, penjaga neraka! Katakanlah kepadanya,                    bawakan Jahanam!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril pergi                    berjumpa Malik, penjaga neraka lalu berkata: “Wahai Malik! Allah                    Taala telah memerintahkanmu agar membawa Jahanam.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Malik bertanya:                    “Apakah hari ini?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril menjawab:                    “Hari ini adalah hari kiamat. Hari yang telah ditetapkan untuk                    membalas setiap jiwa dengan apa yang telah mereka usahakan.”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Malik berkata:                    “Wahai Jibril! Adakah Allah Taala telah mengumpulkan makhluk?”&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril menjawab:                    “Ya!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Malik bertanya:                    “Di mana Muhammad dan umatnya?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril berkata:                    “Di hadapan Allah Taala!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Malik bertanya                    lagi: “Bagaimana mereka mampu menahan kesabaran terhadap kepanasan                    nyalaan Jahanam apabila mereka melintasinya sedangkan mereka                    semua adalah umat yang lemah?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jibril berkata:                    “Aku tidak tahu!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                       Malik menjerit ke arah neraka dengan sekali jeritan yang menggerunkan.                    Neraka berdiri di atas tiang-tiangnya. Neraka mempunyai tiang-tiang                    yang keras, kuat dan panjang. Api dinyalakan sehingga tiada                    kekal mata seorang dari makhluk melainkan bercucuran air mata                    mereka (semuanya menangis).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="kandungan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                     Air mata sudah terhenti manakala air mata darah manusia mengambil                  alih. Kanak-kanak mula beruban rambut. Ibu-ibu yang memikul anaknya                  mencampakkan mereka. Manusia kelihatan mabuk padahal mereka sebenarnya                  tidak mabuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-53230954656657586?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/53230954656657586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/53230954656657586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#53230954656657586' title='Cintanya Rasulullah S.A.W kepada Umatnya Di Akhirat Part 1'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-2176016792981698430</id><published>2008-06-07T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T08:14:00.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Biskut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;eorang wanita di lapangan terbang sedang menunggu waktu penerbangannya. Sambil menunggu, dia makan biskut yang dibelinya sebelum itu dan membaca buku cerita. Sedang dia makan dia terperasan yang lelaki disebelahnya turut mengambil biskut dari bungkusan yang sama yang terletak di sebelahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap keping biskut yang dia ambil lelaki itu turut mengambil sama. Di dalam hati wanita itu menyumpah-nyumpah lelaki itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alangkah tak malunya lelaki ni….. dah la tak mintak dari aku…. makan sama banyak dengan aku pulak tu…Pencuri!! ” rungut wanita itu dalam hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam pada itu, lelaki itu dengan muka yang tenang terus dengan perbuatannya. Hinggalah sampai ke biskut terakhir yang terdapat dalam bungkusan itu. Wanita itu menunggu reaksi dari lelaki itu. Sambil tersenyum lelaki itu mengambil biskut yang terakhir itu lalu dipatah dua lantas memberikan separuh darinya kepada wanita itu. Wanita itu menjadi begitu marah namun dia tetap menahan dirinya dari memarahi lelaki itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil merampas dengan kasar biskut yang separuh itu dan menunjukkan mukanya yang masam mencuka, wanita itu berkata dalam hatinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Berani sungguh lelaki ni. Memang muka tak malu. Pencuri besar.” kata hatinya dengan marah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedua-dua wanita dan lelaki itu terus duduk sehingga panggilan untuk menaiki pesawat untuk wanita itu sampai. Sambil menarik nafas lega seolah baru lepas dari satu kejadian ngeri wanita itu bergerak menaiki pesawatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila dia sampai di tempat duduknya beliau membuka beg kecilnya untuk mengambil barang. Alangkah terkejutnya dia apabila melihat satu bungkusan biskut berada di dalam begnya dan ia masih elok belum terbuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jika biskut ini ada dalam beg aku jadi bermakna biskut yang aku makan tadi…” getusnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya.. .biskut yang dimakannya tadi adalah kepunyaan lelaki itu. Alangkah malunya dia atas segala tindakannya terhadap lelaki itu. Lelaki itu telah sanggup berkongsi biskut dengannya sehingga biskut yang terakhir biarpun dari awal lagi wanita itu telah menunjukkan reaksi marahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk meminta maaf sudah terlambat namun hatinya penuh kekesalan kerana bersifat kedekut dan tidak mahu berkongsi dengan orang lain. Kini dia menyedari bahawa dialah pencuri biskut yang sebenar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jangan buruk sangka dengan orang. Keindahan yang hakiki datangnya dari hati yang ikhlas bukan dari pandangan seseorang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-2176016792981698430?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2176016792981698430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2176016792981698430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2176016792981698430' title='Kisah Biskut'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-9134596685397748722</id><published>2008-06-06T08:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:52:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamzah: The Lion of Allah</title><content type='html'>By Idris Tawfiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Muslim history there are some extraordinary stories of how people have embraced Islam over the years. As Muslims, these stories encourage and inspire us to learn more and more about the history of Islam, especially in the early days when our Prophet (peace be upon him) was struggling to make its message known and heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning about how others came to Islam allows us to pause and reflect on our own spiritual journey and to thank Almighty Allah for His great gift to us of being Muslims. Such stories of heroism and of spiritual searching help us to put into context our own poor efforts as servants of Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most human of these stories is that of Hamzah ibn Abd Al-Muttalib, the uncle of Prophet Muhammad.The story of his call to Islam is all the more amazing because it was not brought about by the reading of books, nor after hearing a beautiful sermon, nor after searching and pondering over the meaning of life. His return to Islam was a direct result of his very strong sense of family honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, though, we need to remind ourselves why we use the term 'return' to Islam, rather than saying his conversion. As Muslims we believe that Islam is the natural religion of mankind and that it has existed since the beginning of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also believe that right at the start of human history, Almighty Allah gathered before Him all the souls of everyone who would ever live on this earth. He then explained to them that there was no other god but He. As the natural religion of mankind, we believe that if individuals were left on their own in a pure state they would naturally believe in One God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe, therefore, that everyone is born into this world a Muslim, but that it is the action of others that makes him or her Christian or Jew or whatever. So, when someone changes his religion to become Muslim, he is not really converting to a new religion, but rather returning to the natural state into which he was born. This is why we say that Hamzah "embraced" Islam, rather than converted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Embracing Islam&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is very simple. It happened like this. For three years Prophet Muhammad had spoken to only a few people about the revelations he had so far received from Angel Jibreel (Gabriel), and for a further three years he struggled against great odds to make the message known to the wider community in Makkah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For doing this he was vilified and ridiculed by the people of Makkah, who described him as a madman or a magician. Some Makkans were especially strong in leading this campaign against the Prophet and against Islam. One of these men was Abu Jahl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Prophet Muhammad was walking at the foot of Mount As-Safa in Makkah when Abu Jahl met him. Abu Jahl began to hurl insults at him and to ridicule the message of the Oneness of Allah that he was preaching. Some reports even say that he took a stone and hit Muhammad with it, causing his head to bleed. The Prophet did not respond to the taunts, and Abu Jahl moved to the Kabah at the center of the town, where he boasted to his tribes people of what he had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamzah was one of the Prophet's staunchest supporters and did everything he could to protect him. It was just at this time that Hamza was coming back from hunting. Hamzah was a brave man, very popular with the people of Makkah, and he used to love hunting. He came across the freed slave woman of `Abdullah ibn Judan, who told him what had happened to his nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a rage, Hamzah rushed off to the Kabah to seek revenge on the one who had harmed a member of his family. Without saying a word he used his hunting bow to hit Abu Jahl, cutting his head. He then asked Abu Jahl how he dared to hurt his nephew, especially since he preached the very message that Hamzah believed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamzah had never said these words before and they were a shock to everyone and set the two tribes in frenzy, Abu Jahl had to admit that he had offended Muhammad and deserved what he got.From that moment on, declaring before the people of Makkah that he believed in the message of his nephew, Muhammad, Hamzah was one of the Prophet's staunchest supporters and did everything he could to protect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamzah was to go on to become known as "Asadullah", the Lion of Allah, so strong was his defense of Islam and so great was he to become as one of its warriors. In the end he died a very cruel and brutal death at the hands of wicked and vengeful people, giving his last breath in the cause of Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lessons to Learn&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what, then, can this story teach us today? What does the return of Hamzah to Islam have to say to us now? Well, first of all it teaches us that we don't know what is going on in a person's heart and mind.Who knows what Hamzah had been thinking in those weeks and months before he came out in defense of his nephew and proclaimed his own belief in Islam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had he all along been quietly thinking about becoming Muslim? Had a special word or phrase convinced him of the truth of Islam? Had it been the message and the personality of the Prophet that had drawn him to Allah?We really don't know, and nor do we know what is going on in the hearts and minds of our non-Muslim colleagues and friends when we talk to them about Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news of the assault on his nephew came not from a very great person or through some great speech, but by the words of a freed slave woman. In the same way, it need not be a sheikh or someone with vast knowledge of Islam and the Qur'an whose words draw someone else closer to Islam. It could be our own very simple words or actions which begin others thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never know, then, the effects our words and our example will have on others. The greatest dawah of all is giving good example to others about how sweet and gentle Islam really is.We must educate ourselves, of course, to the highest degree in being able to explain its teachings and its message, but all we are asked to do is to play our part in letting others know about Islam. It is not we who call them to Islam, it is Allah alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another striking thing about the story of Hamzah's return is that he showed himself to be very human. Almost out of rage, in defense of a family member, he came out with the words that he believed Islam to be true.A strong sense of family honor and a very hot temper were the catalysts that brought him to submit and to bow down to Allah. See how Allah uses all things to draw people to Himself? He even uses our weaknesses to speak to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to truly live as good Muslims, how the world would look on Islam In our modern world, too, the name and the character of our beloved Prophet (peace be upon him) is both vilified and ridiculed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember those cartoons in Denmark. In the Qur'an, Almighty Allah says to Muhammad in those very dark days when his message seemed not to be succeeding and when personal insults on the prophet were at their height: [We know that your breast is distressed by what they say.] (Al-Hijr 15:97)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Almighty Allah also told him in the next verse what means:&lt;br /&gt;[Therefore, celebrate the praises of your Lord, And be among those who prostrate themselves before Him.] (Al-Hijr 15:98)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Muslims today, we are called to defend our beloved Prophet, even to the shedding of our blood or to the giving up of our last breath. We may not be the brave and valiant heroes that Hamzah showed himself to be, but we are called, in our own small way, to be ambassadors of Islam in everything that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to truly live as good Muslims, how the world would look on Islam. Instead of taking distorted ideas about Islam from the television and the newspapers, they would see from us that it is a beautiful and sweet message, which speaks to the hearts of all mankind today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebrating the life of Hamzah ibn `Abdul-Muttalib and being inspired by the story of his call to Islam, let us all resolve to be lions of Allah, afraid of no one in proclaiming His message, and showing by the sweetness and the gentleness of our own lives the happiness which that message brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idris Tawfiq is a British writer who became Muslim a few years ago. Previously, he was head of religious education in different schools in the United Kingdom. Before embracing Islam, he was a Roman Catholic priest. He now lives in Egypt. For more information about him, visit &lt;a href="http://www.idristawfiq.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Idris Tawfiq&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-9134596685397748722?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/9134596685397748722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/9134596685397748722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#9134596685397748722' title='Hamzah: The Lion of Allah'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-7008522550743978547</id><published>2008-05-31T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:19:22.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perkahwinan Untuk Mencari Restu Siapa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SEGIOKjFezI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nl0PY3uq6cg/s1600-h/Pernikahan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 146px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SEGIOKjFezI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nl0PY3uq6cg/s320/Pernikahan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206592421148064562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hidup untuk berkahwin telah menjadi fitrah semulajadi manusia sejak zaman Nabi Adam a.s. sehinggalah dunia ini dikiamatkan oleh Allah S.W.T. Meskipun sejak kebelakangan ini ramai dikalangan anak gadis belum berkahwin sehingga ada yang digelar ‘Andartu’, ini bukan bermakna mereka tidak mahu berkahwin. Berbagai alasan yang boleh diberi namun keinginan dan kemahuan untuk ‘berkahwin’ tetap subur, cuma jodoh belum dipertemukan.&lt;div class="post-content"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sememangnya perkahwinan itu menjanjikan pelbagai keindahan dan kemanisan. Kebenaran tanggapan memang ada, tetapi ia bergantung kepada sejauhmana pasangan suami isteri itu mengendali bahtera perkahwinan itu. Pahit maung dan manis madunya perkahwinan itu terserlah kepada kita. Kitalah yang mewarnai perkahwinan itu dan hari-hari yang seterusnya.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perkahwinan yang diredhai, itulah perkahwinan yang diberkati. Ini bukan bermakna perkahwinan hanya mendapat restu dari ibu bapa setelah memadai untuk mengecapi keberkatan. Tetapi konsepnya yang sebenar ialah perkahwinan yang dilangsungkan itu menurut Al Quran dan sunnah Rasulullah S.A.W.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Di sinilah neraca kita menilai perkahwinan itu diredhai atau tidak. Tidak cukup hanya suka sama suka, dapat restu dari ibu bapa tetapi pelaksanaan bermulanya pertemuan dua hati sehinggalah hari diijabkabulkan hendaklah berada di dalam syariat Allah S.W.T, maka itulah perkahwinan yang didatangi para malaikat dan doa para solehin dan aulia.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perkahwinan itu adalah tradisi orang soleh malah para Nabi pun berkahwin dan mempunyai zuriat. Justeru itu perkahwinan mereka juga adalah suatu modul yang perlu kita teladani kerana hasil dari perkahwinan dan perhubungan hati yang intim sesama insan dan kepada Allah telah melahirkan zuriat yang soleh dan solehah. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dunia dipimpin dan ditadbir orang yang mulia hatinya dan mendapat pertolongan Allah S.W.T. Apakah kita tidak mahu memiliki anak yang soleh? Apakah kita tidak mahu dipimpin oleh suami yang soleh? Apakah kita tidak mahu hidup di dalam masyarakat yang beriman?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SEGId6jFe0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ErqnzSxtxUc/s1600-h/pernikahan301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SEGId6jFe0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ErqnzSxtxUc/s200/pernikahan301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206592691731004226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ini adalah idaman setiap insan dan juga diri kita. Yang pasti perkahwinan itu di atas disusun dan diuruskan mengikut sebagaimana yang Allah S.W.T mahukan. Kerana segala-galanya bermula di awal perkahwinan kita. Kalau silap dan tidak betul kita laksanakan, tentunya perkahwinan itu tidak menghasilkan kebahagiaan apatah lagi rahmat dan kasih sayang dari Allah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kepada para pembaca yang budiman, dapat kiranya tulisan sehingga akhir. Jika masih terdapat kekurangan, sesungguhnya itu adalah kelemahan kami yang tidak disengajakan. Sesungguhnya yang baik itu datang dari Allah S.W.T dan yang buruk itu adalah dari nafsu ini. Wallahu ‘alam…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isteri yang kamu nikai tidaklah semulia Khadijah, tidaklah setaqwa Aisyah, pun tidaklah setabah Fatimah. Justeru isterimu hanyalah wanita akhir zaman yang punya cita-cita menjadi solehah…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pernikahan atau perkahwinan mengajar kita kewajiban bersama…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isteri menjadi tanah, kamu langit penaungnya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isteri ladang tanaman, kamu pemagangnya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isteri kiasan ternakan, kamu gembalanya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan isteri adalah murid, kamu mursyidnya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isteri… Isteri bagaikan anak kecil, kamu tempat bermanjanya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saat isteri menjadi madu, kamu teguklah sepuasnya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seketika isteri menjadi racun, kamulah penawar bisanya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seandainya isteri tulang yang bengkok, berhatilah meluruskannya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pernikahan atau perkahwinan menginsafkan kita perlunya iman dan taqwa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Untuk belajar meniti sabar dan redha Allah SubhanAllah Wa Taala kerana memiliki isteri yang tidak sehebat mana…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Justeru kamu akan tersentak dari alpa…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bahawa kamu bukanlah Rasulullah S.A.W. Pun Bukanlah Sayyidina Ali Karamallahuw Ajhah. Cuma suami akhir zaman yang berusaha menjadi soleh… Aamiin… Aamiin… Ya Rabbal Alamiin…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rediesh.com/untuk-jejaka/perkahwinan-untuk-mencari-restu-siapa"&gt;Link&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/7781353-7008522550743978547?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/7008522550743978547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/7008522550743978547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7008522550743978547' title='Perkahwinan Untuk Mencari Restu Siapa?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SEGIOKjFezI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nl0PY3uq6cg/s72-c/Pernikahan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-5763322376203592674</id><published>2008-05-26T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:38:48.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft And The $1,632 Copy Of Vista</title><content type='html'>Microsoft charged Bill $1,632 for a single Windows Vista Ultimate upgrade license. Each time Bill, an IT Manager, tried to his enter his payment details through Windows Live Marketplace he was told that Microsoft could not be contacted, and to "please try again later." What Microsoft really meant was, "Ha! Got your money! How 'bout some more?!"    &lt;p&gt;Bill ultimately entered his payment information 7 times. Each attempt cost him $233.15. Now his account is out $1,632, and Microsoft is refusing to help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://consumerist.com/tag/windows/?i=5010868&amp;amp;t=microsoft-and-the-1632-copy-of-vista"&gt;Here's the Link for more details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My advice.. Just use XP till your system falls apart. Vista reminds me of Windows Millenium. All buggy and stuff till XP was released. If you really want to have Vista, wait till Microsoft comes out with patches. Buying new PC? Ask for a Win XP downgrade CD..Most companies should have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-5763322376203592674?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5763322376203592674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5763322376203592674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5763322376203592674' title='Microsoft And The $1,632 Copy Of Vista'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3586068992163222590</id><published>2008-05-13T09:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:01:26.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Climb I.G.M - 17th May 08 - 10 Slots left!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 236.25pt;" height="315"&gt;&lt;td style="background: rgb(255, 204, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; height: 236.25pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" bg="" height="315" valign="top" width="590"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:6;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:22;" &gt;CLIMB I.G.M &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=29070a2e4e&amp;amp;realattid=0.1&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=119d2e188031b5c1" height="282" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 118.15pt;" height="158"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 118.15pt;" height="158" valign="top" width="590"&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:10;" &gt;What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its a Climbing   Clinic + Volunteer Induction Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:10;" &gt;Yessar!!!   When?&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;On the 17th MAY   Saturday 9AM - 2PM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:10;" &gt;Cool!!   Where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:white;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:10;color:white;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;Safra Yishun ah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:10;" &gt;Oooo.. Need   to pay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's 100% Subsidised!! Meaning, it's FREE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:white;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:10;color:white;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:10;" &gt;Best!! Who   can come? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;You, you, you, you and yes you! The one behind you! Its for everyone   and anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To register please send us your name and contact number to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:hafiz@perdaus.org.sg" title="blocked::mailto:hafiz@perdaus.org.sg" target="_blank"&gt;hafiz@perdaus.org.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or call Bro Hafiz @&lt;br /&gt;91734292&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;Visit us @ &lt;a href="http://www.safff.org.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;www.saff.org.sg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 37.35pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" height="50"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: rgb(255, 204, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; height: 37.35pt;" bg="" height="50" valign="top" width="590"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:8;" &gt;Ape lagi   beb… Jom! We're only opening slots for 40 pax for this event.. Tunggu apa lagi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:8;" &gt;This is for any of you who wish to know more about Saff, wish to get back to   volunteer with Saff, to start volunteering with Saff! Plus U still get to   have fun climbing! Yup2! Hurry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3586068992163222590?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3586068992163222590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3586068992163222590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3586068992163222590' title='Climb I.G.M - 17th May 08 - 10 Slots left!!'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-4217874640548851262</id><published>2008-04-21T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:29:54.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solat Istikharah - Mengapa tunggu mimpi?</title><content type='html'>Baru-baru ini seorang duda datang mengadu. Dengan nada kecewa beliau menjelaskan bahawa pinangannya baru sahaja ditolak. Menurutnya, wanita yang ingin dijadikan pasangan hidupnya itu agak berusia tetapi masih lagi cantik, berpendidikan agama dan masih lagi dalam kategori `anak dara'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walau bagaimanapun perangainya agak sedikit pelik. Sebelum ini, bukannya tidak ada rombongan yang cuba untuk meminangnya, tetapi kesemuanya ditolak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alasannya mudah sahaja, tidak mendapat petunjuk Allah katanya. Beliau sudah mengerjakan solat istikharah, namun tidak mendapat alamat dalam mimpinya itu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Persoalan yang ingin diperbincangkan di sini, apakah mimpi manusia biasa boleh dijadikan sandaran atau boleh menjadi isyarat kepada jawapan yang dicari? Benarkah solat sunat istikharah boleh menjadi medium atau pengantara untuk menentukan sesuatu keputusan seperti menentukan jodoh seseorang atau baik buruk takdirnya? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Istikharah sebenarnya berasal daripada perkataan Arab yang bermaksud meminta pilihan yang baik. Biasanya solat istikharah dilakukan apabila seseorang itu ingin melakukan sesuatu perkara tetapi dia tidak pasti apakah perbuatan atau tindakannya itu membawa kebaikan ataupun tidak kepada dirinya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maka untuk itu, dituntut baginya supaya melakukan solat sunat istikharah. Pelaksanaannya sama dengan solat-solat sunat yang lain. Dalam sebuah hadis daripada Jabir bin Abdullah berkata, Rasulullah s.a.w. pernah mengajar kami cara untuk meminta petunjuk Allah Taala dalam beberapa urusan yang penting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baginda bersabda, Apabila salah seorang di antara kamu menghendaki pekerjaan, maka hendaklah ia solat dua rakaat, kemudian ia berdoa: Ya Allah, sesungguhnya aku minta petunjuk yang baik dengan pengetahuan-Mu, dan aku minta diberi kekuatan dengan kekuatan-Mu. Aku minta kemurahan-Mu yang luas, kerana sesungguhnya Engkau yang Maha Kuasa sedang aku tiada berkuasa. Engkau mengetahui sedang aku tidak tahu, dan Engkau Maha Mengetahui yang ghaib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sesungguhnya manusia diciptakan oleh Allah Taala dalam keadaan lemah. Kelemahan yang ada pada manusia itu menyebabkan apa jua rancangan dan tindakan yang kita lakukan kadang-kadang sudah diyakini baiknya, tetapi belum tentu baik bagi Allah Taala. Begitu juga apa yang kita rancang dan kita lakukan sudah diyakini kesan buruknya, tetapi belum tentu buruk menurut penilaian Allah. Dalam hal ini kita harus mengakui bahawa daya fikir dan akal manusia sangat terbatas. Untuk itu kita dianjurkan beristikharah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah s.w.t. berfirman yang bermaksud: Kamu diwajibkan berperang, sedang peperangan itu ialah perkara yang kamu benci. Boleh jadi kamu membenci sesuatu, padahal ia baik bagi kamu, dan boleh jadi (pula) kamu suka kepada sesuatu, padahal ia amat buruk bagi kamu. Allah jualah yang mengetahui, sedang kamu tidak mengetahuinya. (Al-Baqarah: 216)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebenarnya amal ibadah yang mengandungi unsur-unsur tilikan dan bergantung kepada mimpi semata-mata bukanlah daripada ajaran Islam. Malah Nabi s.a.w. tidak pernah mengajar umatnya agar mencerap petunjuk Allah menerusi mimpi. Fenomena menilik nasib atau jodoh melalui mimpi di kalangan masyarakat kita, lebih-lebih lagi bagi sesetengah wanita perlu diperbetulkan semula. Amalan ini dikhuatiri boleh menyebabkan berlakunya dosa syirik kepada Allah s.w.t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hal ini kerana manusia bukanlah tuhan yang boleh meramal apa yang berlaku. Perbuatan meramal atau menilik mimpi adalah amalan dan budaya jahiliah yang sangat ditegah oleh Islam. Firman Allah s.w.t. yang bermaksud:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahai orang yang beriman, bahawa sesungguhnya arak dan judi dan pemujaan berhala dan mengundi nasib adalah semata-mata amalan kotor daripada perbuatan syaitan. Oleh itu hendaklah kamu menjauhinya supaya kamu berjaya. (Al-Maidah: 90) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perlu dijelaskan di sini bahawa tidak semua mimpi manusia itu benar. Mimpi manusia biasa pada kebiasaannya adalah mainan tidur yang berpunca daripada pengaruh iblis dan syaitan yang datang mengganggu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kita tidak boleh menyamakan antara mimpi manusia biasa dengan mimpi para nabi dan rasul-rasul. Mimpi bagi nabi dan para rasul adalah wahyu dari Allah Taala. Kisah Nabi Ibrahim a.s. sebagai contoh, telah diperintah oleh Allah untuk menyembelih anaknya, Ismail a.s. yang datang melalui mimpi baginda. Allah s.w.t. berfirman yang bermaksud: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maka apabila anak itu sampai (kepada peringkat umur yang membolehkan dia) berusaha bersama-sama dengannya, Nabi Ibrahim berkata: Wahai anak kesayanganku, sesungguhnya aku melihat dalam mimpi, bahawa aku akan menyembelihmu, maka fikirkanlah apa pendapatmu? Anaknya menjawab: Wahai bapaku, jalankanlah apa yang diperintahkan kepadamu, Insya-Allah ayah akan mendapatiku daripada orang-orang yang sabar. (Al-Soffat: 102)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesimpulannya mimpi kita itu tidak mengandungi kebenaran mutlak. Kemungkinan kebenaran yang terlihat itu lebih berdasarkan kepada kebetulan sahaja atau unsur-unsur daripada mainan syaitan yang bertujuan untuk menyesatkan manusia. Itulah sebabnya, jangan menyandarkan segala keputusan kepada mimpi. Sebaliknya berfikirlah dengan lebih rasional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam kes di atas, seandainya pertimbangan akal diletakkan pada tempat yang sewajarnya, maka memadai dengan sedikit soal selidik dan mengkaji latar belakangnya sudah dapat menentukan ciri-ciri pasangan yang menepati kehendak Islam. Maka ketika itu, dia tidak perlu lagi beristikharah dan terus menerus menunggu mimpi. Atau sekiranya beliau berada dalam situasi antara dua pilihan, yang satu berakhlak mulia sedang yang kedua kurang baik agama dan akhlaknya, maka pilihannya ketika itu sewajarnya kepada yang pertama. Kaedah pertimbangan dan penilaian seperti itu tidak perlu melalui solat sunat istikharah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mimpi itu bukanlah satu-satunya jalan yang memimpin manusia kepada petunjuk Allah s.w.t. Kadang-kadang petunjuk Allah Taala datang melalui buah-buah iman yang masuk menyerap ke dalam hati sehingga menerbitkan keyakinan dan rasa hati yang kuat melalui keyakinan untuk memilih salah satu di antara beberapa pilihan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jika kita mempunyai kecenderungan untuk memilih salah satunya, maka itu merupakan isyarat kuat daripada Allah. Pilihlah dulu terimalah seadanya, kemudian solatlah istikharah dan ketika itu pohonlah kepada Allah Taala moga pilihan kita tersebut tepat dan terbaik yang boleh membawa kebaikan dunia dan akhirat. Hal ini diperjelaskan oleh Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. dalam sebuah doa yang bermaksud:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya Allah, jika Engkau mengetahui bahawa pekerjaan ini, baik bagi agama dan kehidupanku dan hari kemudianku, maka berikanlah ia kepadaku, dan mudahkanlah ia bagiku, dan berkatilah ia kepadaku. Jika Engkau mengetahui bahawa pekerjaan ini buruk bagiku, buruk bagi agamaku, penghidupanku dan hari kemudianku, maka jauhkanlah aku daripadanya, dan berikanlah bagiku kebaikan di mana pun juga adanya, kemudian jadikanlah aku orang yang redha dengan pemberian itu. - (Riwayat Bukhari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pengantin.com.my/v1/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=12"&gt;Pengantin.com.my&lt;/a&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/7781353-4217874640548851262?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4217874640548851262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4217874640548851262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4217874640548851262' title='Solat Istikharah - Mengapa tunggu mimpi?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8063542636629487486</id><published>2008-04-02T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:34:00.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of P.O.P, Marriage and Arish</title><content type='html'>Shall update you guys about my life with peekchers today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st up.. Our Bro Ridzwan Omar has finally completed his 6 months Emergency Response Specialist Course on the 27th March and trust us to be late for his ceremony.. In fact by the time me and mohksin arrived, they have started the reception.. OoOps.. Jam lah wan.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG1129_400x300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG1129_400x300.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah besar anak mak.. Sempat berposing lagik..  Anyway all the best with station life at Tuas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after that, it was Pipis's Wedding.. It was the first time in my life I saw an akad nikah with a 'live' telecast on tv. Okok, there was a TV placed outside the house for people who wasn't able to squeeze inside the hall but still wanting to witness the akad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling mohksin to make sure he informs Starhub when he wants to get married so people can just press for example Channel '77' to watch his wedding live.. On Demand TV.. Confirm ratings tinggi..Abeh fans ramai.. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG1138_400x300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG1138_400x300.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Semoga barakah dan rahmat melimpah kepada kedua-dua mempelai Insya`Allah.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least.. Here's a picture of my nephew Muhd Arish Dani.. About 2 months old now.. Took this picture at the clinic because Arish is having a cough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG1191_300x400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG1191_300x400.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must be wondering..Aper ajer si pakcik aku ni..Orang tengah sakit kacau je.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam Sejahtera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8063542636629487486?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8063542636629487486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8063542636629487486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8063542636629487486' title='Of P.O.P, Marriage and Arish'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3081912326229177062</id><published>2008-03-23T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:00:04.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we like this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TzOw2DvmxuM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TzOw2DvmxuM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3081912326229177062?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3081912326229177062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3081912326229177062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3081912326229177062' title='Are we like this?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-5796186640997275840</id><published>2008-03-23T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:31:58.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagaimana Aqal  Kita Tatkala Di Dalam Kubur ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Apa perasan kita jika berselubung di dalam selimut tebal di waktu tengahari? Cuba lakukan ia selama sepuluh minit sambil berbaring seperti sekujur tubuh yang telah mati. Tanpa kipas, penghawa dingin dan tingkap dan pintu di tutup rapat.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Siapakah yang mampu bertahan lebih dari 30 minit ?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Sudah tentu minda dan tubuh kita tidak mampu menanggung ketidakselesaan itu walaupun hanya untuk 10 minit. Saya pasti kerana saya pernah mencubanya. Panas dan berhaba. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Setiap kali saya fikirkan semula percubaan saya itu, saya terfikir keadaan di alam barzakh kelak..terutamanya di liang lahad yang sempit, tertutup, tanpa penghawa dingin, tilam, tingkap serta kipas itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Dalam alam barzakh adakah pancaindera dan penilaian minda kita terhadap alam ini sama seperti semasa hidup?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Ramai yang menjawab : "Tidak" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;apabila saya utarakan hal ini. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Apa jawapannya sebenar ?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Suka saya membawakan sebuah hadis berikut :-&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="rtl" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sand;font-size:6;"&gt;ان رَسُولَ اللَّهِ ذَكَرَ فَتَّانَ الْقُبُورِ فقال عُمَرُ أَتُرَدُّ علينا عُقُولُنَا يا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ فقال رسول اللَّهِ نعم &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sand;font-size:6;"&gt;كَهَيْئَتِكُمُ الْيَوْمَ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="rtl" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Ertinya : Sesungguhnya Nabi Muhammad s.a.w  menyebut  berkenaan  ujian-ujian di dalam kubur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Lalu Umar al-Khattab r.a bertanya : "Adakah akan dikembalikan kepada kita aqal-aqal kita (di dalam kubur kelak)?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Nabi menjawab: Ya, (ia akan dikembalikan) sebagaimana keadaan kamu (sekarang) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;(Riwayat Ahmad, no 6603, 2/172 ; Ibn Hibban, 7/387 ; Majma Zawaid , 3/47  : Al-Haithami : Perawi Ahmad adalah Sohih kecuali terdapat Ibn Lahi'ah ; Syeikh Syuaib : Hasan Lighairi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Bagaimana pula jika terpaksa menunggu di alam kubur ni sepanjang seribu tahun sebagaimana yang dikenakan kepada si Abu Jahal. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Dalam keadaan status penilaian aqal kita sama seperti di waktu hidup, tetapi status keadaan tubuh dan keselesaannya adalah diletakkan di ruang liang lahad yang kecil dan berselimut. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hanya amal soleh yang dapat memberikan keselesaan tatkala itu.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Disebut dalam sebuah lagi hadis :-&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="rtl" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sand;font-size:6;"&gt;إن للقبر ضغطه لو سلم أو نجا منها أحد لنجا سعد بن معاذ&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;font-size:100%;"&gt;Ertinya : "Sesungguhnya di dalam kubur itu terdapat himpitan, dan jika seorang itu mampu selamat darinya sudah tentu (salah seorangnya) adalah Sa'ad Bin Muadz ( seorang sahabat Nabi yang hebat )" ( Riwayat Ahmad, dengan sanad yang baik ; al-Mughni 'an hamlil asfar, no 4466, 2/1237 ; Ibn Hibban, Sohih, 7/379 ; Al-ahadith Al-Mukhtarah, Dhiya ad-Din al-Maqdisi,  5/200 ; Al-Maqdisi : Perawinya thiqat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zaharuddin.net/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=607&amp;amp;Itemid=72"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.zaharuddin.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-5796186640997275840?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5796186640997275840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5796186640997275840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5796186640997275840' title='Bagaimana Aqal  Kita Tatkala Di Dalam Kubur ?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-2448143264928238422</id><published>2008-03-22T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:54:28.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Birthday and Deathday</title><content type='html'>We're all very much aware of our birthday, our family member's birthday even our best friend's birthday. Making all the effort to wish him/her when the 'critical moment' arrives and not forgetting the treating of meals and gifts to commemorate the BIG day. All this derived from from the Date of Birth (D.O.B) of the person's IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we tend to forget is that on that IC of ours there's a vital information that is never written. Our Date of Death. The date where it will surely arrive for everyone of us but we choose to either ignore it, feign ignorance or just simply living the day as if tomorrow never comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 22nd March 2008 is the date that marks the birth of Yours Truly 24 years ago. 22nd March 2008 is also the date that marks the death of his uncle, Allahyarham Muhammad Ali Harun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good reminder to me especially.  "Semua yang hidup pasti akan  menemui ajal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah Bless his soul. Al Fatihah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-2448143264928238422?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2448143264928238422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2448143264928238422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2448143264928238422' title='Of Birthday and Deathday'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-5979761234494950523</id><published>2008-03-11T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:45:24.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Train of thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes getting what you really dream of doesn't make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because in striving so hard to achieve that dream, you tend to forget the people around that God has blessed you with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when you realize that life gets better when you stop wanting the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry guys.. Just some thoughts that went through my mind while reading the 'Kite Runner'. Halfway through it..Beautifully written Masya`Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would recommend this book to all of you.. I know the movie's out but books are always better than the movie version with the exception of Lord of the rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.. Peace be upon you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-5979761234494950523?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5979761234494950523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5979761234494950523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5979761234494950523' title='Train of thoughts'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-5105952583583341330</id><published>2008-03-04T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:06:29.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada</title><content type='html'>Dalam hutan&lt;br /&gt;Ada taman&lt;br /&gt;Dan dalam taman&lt;br /&gt;Ada puterinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam baju&lt;br /&gt;Ada cinta&lt;br /&gt;Dan dalam cinta&lt;br /&gt;Ada segala-galanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam awan&lt;br /&gt;Ada hujan&lt;br /&gt;Dan dalam hujan&lt;br /&gt;Ada lautan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam aku&lt;br /&gt;Ada dia&lt;br /&gt;Dan dalam dia&lt;br /&gt;Ada kita ada semua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-5105952583583341330?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5105952583583341330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5105952583583341330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5105952583583341330' title='Ada'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-2765152677917687897</id><published>2008-03-02T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T14:07:37.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Should Your Superpower Be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Superpower Should Be Mind Reading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/mind-reading.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are brilliant, insightful, and intuitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand people better than they would like to be understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly sensitive, you are good at putting together seemingly irrelevant details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You figure out what's going on before anyone knows that anything is going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you would be a good superhero: You don't care what people think, and you'd do whatever needed to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest problem as a superhero: Feeling even more isolated than you do now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/"&gt;What Should Your Superpower Be?&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/7781353-2765152677917687897?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2765152677917687897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2765152677917687897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2765152677917687897' title='What Should Your Superpower Be?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-4514632969136530789</id><published>2008-03-01T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:33:55.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatwa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;KEPALA BATAS 28 Feb. – Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi mengarahkan jentera Barisan Nasional (BN) supaya tidak terikut-ikut rentak pembangkang dengan mengumpat dan memaki hamun calon-calon pilihan raya parti lawan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perdana Menteri menegaskan, dalam konteks hubungan antara manusia, semua insan perlu menghormati dan menunjukkan kesopanan serta ketertiban kepada orang lain walaupun dalam bidang politik.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sambil menyifatkan fatwa Presiden Pas, Datuk Seri Abdul Hadi Awang yang membenarkan calon parti itu membuat tuduhan serta mendedahkan keburukan lawan sebagai sesuatu yang menghairankan, Abdullah berkata, Abdul Hadi telah mengajar orang melakukan perkara yang tidak betul.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;‘‘Saya hairan mengapa Presiden parti Islam boleh membuat fatwa yang macam itu. Sebenarnya ini adalah perbuatan yang ditegah oleh agama kita.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;‘‘Takkan dia tidak faham, tapi dia masih lakukan. Jadi nyatalah walaupun dia memimpin parti Islam, dia memimpin dan mengajar orang buat (perkara) tidak betul,” kata Abdullah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Beliau ditemui pemberita selepas menghadiri Majlis Ramah Mesra Perdana Menteri Bersama Warga Pendidik Kepala Batas di Dewan Milenium di sini hari ini.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Abdullah mengulas fatwa terbaru Abdul Hadi dalam kempen Pilihan Raya Umum Ke-12 yang membenarkan semua calon Pas yang bertanding mengumpat, membuat tuduhan serta mendedahkan keburukan lawan masing-masing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Menurut Presiden Pas itu, Islam membenarkan tindakan tersebut kerana urusan memilih pemimpin merupakan satu perkara yang amat besar selain menepati sistem demokrasi moden.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Malah, Abdul Hadi turut menyamakan tindakan tersebut dengan sebuah hadis Rasulullah S.A.W. berhubung soal mencari jodoh yang membenarkan keburukan seseorang itu didedahkan bagi mengelak berlakunya penganiayaan kepada pasangan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Abdullah berkata, Abdul Hadi memang seorang yang suka mengeluarkan fatwa malahan sebelum ini pernah membuat perkara yang serupa.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;‘‘Dulu dia buat macam-macam fatwa juga. Dia rajin keluarkan fatwa sebenarnya,” kata Perdana Menteri.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Sebelum ini Pas mengkafirkan UMNO kerana mendakwa parti tonggak BN itu bersekongkol dengan MCA dan MIC sehingga mengeluarkan hukum bahawa daging sembelihan orang UMNO tidak boleh dimakan malah tidak boleh berimamkan orang-orang UMNO.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sementara itu, Abdullah mahu umat Islam bukan sahaja menguasai ilmu pengetahuan tetapi turut membuat tambah nilai bagi memastikan Islam disegani dan dihormati.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Beliau menarik perhatian bagaimana negara-negara Islam tertentu berpecah- belah dan dilanda pergolakan disebabkan kegagalan membangunkan negara berikutan ketandusan ilmu.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Kalau nak maju dan berjaya, inilah pilihan kita iaitu kuasai ilmu. Atas sebab itu, saya kata modal insan perlu diperkasakan. Barulah kita umat Islam boleh berjaya, dihormati, dan dimuliakan,” katanya ketika menghadiri majlis tahlil dan bacaan Yasin di Masjid Pongsu Seribu di sini malam ini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bernama.com/bernama/v3/bm/news.php?id=317182"&gt;Bernama.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im not taking any sides here but this is absolutely ridiculous. Fatwa that allows you to badmouth someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am no Ustaz but giving fatwa just for the sake of gaining a political advantage is just not right dude and how does it sound when you call the UMNO candidate 'kafir' because of their coalition with MCA and MIC back then and now PAS is fielding their first 'non-muslim' candidate. Talking about pot calling kettle black..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am no politician either but giving out these fatwa will just give the ruling party more ammunition to hit back at the opposition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Dunia dunia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-4514632969136530789?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4514632969136530789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4514632969136530789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4514632969136530789' title='Fatwa'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-477559021400117722</id><published>2008-02-26T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:46:18.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa?</title><content type='html'>Kita semua nak hidup senang tapi tak nak kerja keras. Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita semua nak gaji besar dan berpangkat tapi mengeluh bila diberi kerja lebih. Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita semua hendak pergi ke syurga bila dah mati tapi jarang sekali nak minta keampunan. Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah hanya dengan menjadi seorang muslimin sudah mencukupi untuk kita pergi ke syurga kerana semua orang Islam telah dijanjikan akan masuk ke syurga oleh Allah S.W.T kepada Rasulullah S.A.W? Sudahkah itu mencukupi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah dengan menyibukkan diri dengan menjadi sukarelawan di sebuah masjid/badan Islam sudah mencukupi untuk kita melepasi siksa neraka apabila di rumah kita malas untuk membantu ibu bapa kita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah mungkin secebis kain yang putih bersih lagi murni yang dikotori oleh debu-debu hitam dapat dikembalikan kepada Tuannya  dalam keadaan comot, kotor lagi belapuk tanpa dibasuh dahulu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renungkanlah.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-477559021400117722?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/477559021400117722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/477559021400117722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#477559021400117722' title='Kenapa?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-644406126229667283</id><published>2008-02-20T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:43:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Castro quits as Cuba's president</title><content type='html'>This morning the Mainstream media is falling all over themselves as to why Cuba is still "The Bad Guys" and why the embargo must be maintained and how the mighty nuclear-armed United States is still threatened by tiny little Cuba (about as silly as nuclear-armed Israel being threatened by Gaza). &lt;p&gt; So, a bit of history the MSM will probably NOT mention, but which goes farther in explaining this strange bullying by the US. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; A long time ago, about the time the second Godfather film is set, Cuba was ruled by Fulgencio Batista, a US puppet ruler, not unlike the Shah of Iran, Ferdinand Marcos of the Philippines, Augusto Pinochet in Chile, etc. etc. etc. etc. etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like those other rulers, there were rumors that Batista had won office in Cuba through CIA-assisted election fraud. Like those other rulers, Batista oppressed and impoverished his own people in order to allow US Corporations operating in Cuba to make more profits. Batista sold Cuba's agricultural produce at below-market prices to PepsiCo, United Fruit, and other US companies. Batista also extended a welcoming hand to the Mafia, which built hotels and casinos in Havana, which was wide open to every vice imaginable. Anything could be had for the price, nothing was illegal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The CIA was well-entrenched in Cuba. It made a very convenient base to operate out of for operations in South America (see reference to Chile above). It gave the CIA "deniability" to operate out of Cuba rather than directly out of the US. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was all very cozy for the mafia and the corporations and the CIA. It was not very well for the people of Cuba who, forbidden to sell their produce at fair market prices, languished in poverty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Had Batista not so abused his own people, Fidel Castro would have likely remained a farmer his entire life. But, Cuba was a living hell for the Cuban people, and Fidel became the focal point for the inevitable revolution. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, Batista fell, the members of his government fled to Florida, and Castro came to power. The irony is that he approached the United State about establishing relations. But Castro wanted to sell Cuba's agricultural produce for the going global market price. This did not sit well with US Corporations that had grown wealthy on Batista's "discounts." Castro also wanted to curb some of the more extreme activities at the Havana casinos. The Mafia did not like that at all. They had invested heavily in Havana to have a place where they could do and sell things still illegal in Las Vegas. And the CIA wanted their base of operations back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the US, urged on by the corporations, the Mafia, the CIA, and Batista's henchmen (now called the Cuban Exiles) took a hard line. They did not want to be friends with Castro, unless Castro were willing to be the new Batista. Knowing that being a new Batista would result in a new revolution, Castro prudently declined the offer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The US declared an embargo to starve Cuba into getting rid of Castro and allowing the Batista regime to return. This forced Castro to turn to the USSR for trade relations in what was possibly one of the worst foreign policy blunders the US ever made. That Cuba had broken free of its US puppet was bad enough, but that Cuba was now a soviet satellite just 90 miles from the United States was a major embarrassment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;US Corporations started backing candidates who promised to restore Cuba to its former subservient condition. United Fruit was one of Richard Nixon's largest backers, and Nixon, while vice-President under Eisenhower, started the preparations to try to invade Cuba, assuming that he would complete the plan as President after Eisenhower. Of course, John F. Kennedy beat Nixon in the 1960 election, but the plan went forward anyway. The CIA covertly armed and trained the "Cuban Brigade" made up of former Batista government thugs, then lied to John F. Kennedy by telling him that the Cuban people would rush right down to join an invasion to crush Castro and return Cuba to a Batista-style regime. So, Kennedy approved the invasion plan, yet another foreign policy blunder. (As a side note, a Texas oil company owner by the name of George Herbert Waker Bush was involved with the CIA at that time, recruited by legendary CIA operative Felix Rodriguez. Bush supplied three ships for the operation, named the Barbara, the Houston, and the Zapata, named for his wife, his home town, and his oil company.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The invasion force landed at the Bay of Pigs and the Cuban people rushed right down to the landing zone and proceeded to stomp the invading force into the sand, sending a clear message to the world that the people of Cuba preferred communist rule by Castro to anything the US had to offer. JFK, incensed that the CIA had lied to him, terminated the operation and fired Allen Dulles, the head of the CIA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end, the United States had to violate its own embargo and ship $5 million worth of badly needed medical supplies to Cuba to secure the release of the captured CIA invasion force. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a result of the attempted invasion, the USSR sent nuclear missiles to Cuba, both to prevent another invasion and to counter the US missiles that threatened the USSR from Turkey. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world avoided a nuclear war only when Khrushchev removed the missiles from Cuba, with the explicit understanding that if the US attacked Cuba ever again, the USSR would immediately launch a nuclear strike at the United States. This was a mirror of Kennedy's own doctrine in which he had proclaimed that an attack on any nation in the Americas would be construed as an attack on the US itself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, the US, despite positive spin, the reality is that the history of Cuba is the story of one major policy screwup after another, which ended with the US embarrassed before the world. The CIA, the mafia, the Cuban Exiles, and the corporations all have long memories and they know how to hold a grudge. They also know that normal relations with Cuba will allow the story of Cuba's history to be told from Cuba's point of view, and that is something they cannot allow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, as Fidel steps down, expect a non-stop Cuba-bashing to dominate the mainstream media news. Pay no attention to what really happened in Cuba. Just know that drinking Cuban rum or smoking a Cuban cigar is a crime punishable in the United States, because Cuba refused to sell that run or those cigars at prices the United States dictated. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ultimately, it was the US and its puppet Batista that created Castro, and the story is one more black eye in the history of the United States.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whatreallyhappened.com"&gt;www.whatreallyhappened.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-644406126229667283?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/644406126229667283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/644406126229667283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#644406126229667283' title='Castro quits as Cuba&apos;s president'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3334284132992956424</id><published>2008-02-17T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T01:08:06.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrying &amp; Aging Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xmerfW3Xv08&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xmerfW3Xv08&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3334284132992956424?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3334284132992956424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3334284132992956424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3334284132992956424' title='Worrying &amp; Aging Sister'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3721723646874536494</id><published>2008-02-10T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:50:51.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the world!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00029_380x285.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/DSC00029_380x285.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weighing at 3.28Kg.. I`m proud to welcome a new khalifah to this world~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=26-01-08_1536_300x400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/26-01-08_1536_300x400.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Arish Dani.. M.A.D for short.. Huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born a day before the passing of the late Mr Suharto. The 26th Jan 2008 at East Shore Hospital. He was born through cesarean surgery as my sis had complication with her high blood pressure because she's now close to 33 when she had this baby. Doctor advised her against having a normal delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me that pregnancy after 30+ are great risk to the mom and the child as the mom usually has a higher chance of getting high blood pressure nearing to the delivery date and as my sis already has a history of high blood, it complicates stuffs but Alhamdulillah, everything went well. So to all you ladies out there.. Jangan kahwin lambat2 unless you plan not to have kids that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG1020_300x400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG1020_300x400.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Muhammad Arish Dani's sister, Dariah Nur Auni. In short, M.A.D's older sis, D.N.A.. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG1021_380x285.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG1021_380x285.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Arish with probably the World's Best Uncle.Huhu :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3721723646874536494?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3721723646874536494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3721723646874536494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3721723646874536494' title='Welcome to the world!'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-311535560733236114</id><published>2008-02-03T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:59:34.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian Springer - Spin</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-7344181953466797353&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a film made about the 1992 presidential election and it explains just about everything that is going on now, 16 years later.   &lt;p&gt;The film shows:   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* viable candidates being eliminated by the news media&lt;br /&gt;* politicians being fed slick answers by spin doctors&lt;br /&gt;* hopelessly corrupt news reporters lying through their cosmetically perfect teeth  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The stars of the movie are Bush and Clinton. No, not junior and Hilary. The other Bush and Clinton show.  Bill and Sr.  &lt;/p&gt;If you have been reading up about the candidates for the American Presidential Elections, Dennis Kucinich and Ron Paul are the only two candidates making the most sense about the war and the current economy but I`m sure not many people have heard of them. Who's getting all the limelight? The Obamas, Clintons and McCains. How come? Watch this explanation from the video then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-311535560733236114?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/311535560733236114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/311535560733236114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#311535560733236114' title='Brian Springer - Spin'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1349995609707074608</id><published>2008-01-22T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:19:16.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush trying to PARDON himself</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHQ7Prwh7Gc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHQ7Prwh7Gc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lindungilah kami dari semua kejahatan-kejahatan ini Ya  Allah ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1349995609707074608?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1349995609707074608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1349995609707074608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1349995609707074608' title='Bush trying to PARDON himself'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3628295402906895056</id><published>2008-01-19T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T16:31:52.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Don't Talk To Me About Muhammad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/R5G1SjUQUWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kGDGr_z7ALU/s1600-h/woman_desert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/R5G1SjUQUWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kGDGr_z7ALU/s320/woman_desert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157102378638397794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By Hesham Hassaballa, October 16, 2005    &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.altmuslim.com/images/spacer.gif" height="7" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="normalText"&gt;A long time ago, in a land far, far away, there lived an old woman who was carrying a heavy load along the road in the desert. It was a bit difficult for her, but she was managing as best as she could. A young man asked if he could help her with her load, and she readily obliged. Here is the conversation that transpired:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It would be such a pleasure to have you come alone with me. I accept your gracious offer of kindness and company," she said. She was a very talkative woman, and the young man did not want to interrupt her. So, he let her speak the entire time they were together without interruption:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But as we walk along young man and as you help me with my load, I have only one request as we travel down this road: Don't talk to me about Muhammad! Because of him there is no peace and I have trouble in my mind. So, don't talk to me about Muhammad! And as we walk along together, we will get along just fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She continued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That man upsets me so, so much more than you could know! I hear of his name and reputation every where I go. Though his family and his clan once knew him as an honest man, he's dividing everyone with his claim that God is one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's misled all the weak, the poor, and the slaves. They think they've all found wealth and freedom by following his way!" she sarcastically snorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's corrupted all of our youth with his twisted brand of truth. He's convinced them that they all are strong and gave them somewhere to belong. So, don't you dare talk to me about Muhammad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reached their destination, and the man helped the woman put away her belongings. The old woman, with a wide smile of gratitude at this stranger's kindness, turned to him and said, "Thank you now, young man. You've really been so kind. That generosity and smile is very rare to find now a days. Let me give you some advice, since you've been so very nice to me. Stay away from Muhammad. Don't heed his word or emulate his way. If you do, you will never have true peace, and all you will find is trouble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the young man turned to walk away, she stopped him: "Now before we part and go, if it's alright just the same, may I ask my dear young man, who are you? What's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told her, and she stopped dead in her tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forgive me, but what was that? Your words weren't very clear. My ears are getting old, and sometimes I have a hard time hearing. You know, it's truly rather funny, but I'm sure I must be wrong. Yet, I thought I heard you said that your name is Muhammad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am Muhammad," the Prophet (peace be upon him) told the old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied, "I bear witness there is nothing worthy of worship except God, and Muhammad is the Messenger of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation was based upon a hadith in the Prophetic literature, and Dawud Wharnsby Ali made a song out of it, where I first learned of this conversation. Almost every time I hear the song, tears roll down my face. In the song, after the woman utters the shahadah, she says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, talk to me, Muhammad. Upon you I pray for peace/for you have eased my troubled mind. Oh, talk to me, Muhammad. And as we walk along together/we will get along just fine. As I travel down life's road/I will get along, just fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story never ceases to amaze me. The Prophet (pbuh) offered to help this woman, and all she does throughout their encounter is to mock and malign the Prophet (pbuh). Yet, he says nothing. He continues to help the woman with her load. He does not lash back at her; he does not pray for God's destruction upon her; he does not drop her stuff and let her fend for herself. No. He helps the woman anyway, and when she finds out who he is, all she could do was follow him into Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the fact that she became Muslim is not the most important aspect of this story for me. It was the Prophet's character that amazed me the most. It is this aspect of the Prophet's sunnah that many of us have completely neglected. I grew up being told about how important it was to follow the sunnah. We must have a beard; we must clip our nails; we should wear leather socks. Some of my brothers wear a turban, and put kuhl around their eyes, and wear an Arab gown in an effort to physically emulate the Prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no quarrel with this. Abdullah ibn Umar (r) used to physically walk in the footsteps of the Prophet because he believed there was a blessing in doing so. Yet, the thing with which I do have a quarrel is the extent to which we Muslims today harp on the physical, outward sunnah and totally neglect the other, equally important "sunnah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, if a cabbie wears a long, flowing beard - while shaving his moustache - in accordance with the sunnah, but cheats his customers, isn't this wrong? Isn't he neglecting the sunnah, even though he has a big beard? If a Muslim merchant stands in his store with the standard-issue leather socks, in accordance with the sunnah, yet falsely advertises his meat as "Halal," isn't this contradicting the sunnah? If a Muslim never fails to carry his miswak in his pocket, taking pains to clean his teeth before every prayer, yet curses his fellow human beings or fails to even smile in the face of his brother or sister, does not he miss the picture? Isn't smiling in the face of your brother or sister also part of the sunnah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the outward is important, but it must never become the be-all and end-all. The inward is equally - if not more - important. For instance, as we fast the month of Ramadan, abstaining from eating and drinking is the least important task. How do I know? Our Prophet (pbuh) told us so: "Whoever does not give up forged speech and evil actions [while fasting], God is not in need of his leaving his food and drink." You see, the fast is so much more than just not eating and drinking. We are not supposed to say something wrong, or even curse at the driver who just rudely cut us off in traffic. If we fail to do this, then we have missed the entire point of fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Qur'an has already admonished us about becoming too beholden to ritual at the expense of morality and spirituality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"True piety does not consist in turning your faces toward the east or the west - but truly pious is he who believes in God, and the Last Day, and the angels, and revelation, and the prophets; and spends his substance - however much he himself may cherish it - upon his near of kin, and the orphans, and the needy, and the wayfarer, and the beggars, and for the freeing of human beings from bondage; and is constant in prayer, and renders the purifying dues; and [truly pious are] they who keep their promises whenever they promise, and are patient in misfortune and hardship and in time of peril: it is they that have proved themselves true, and it is they, they who are conscious of God."&lt;/i&gt; (2: 177)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an amazing verse, forever railing against the choking effect of ritualism. "True piety," God says, "does not consist in turning your faces toward the east or the west." This verse was revealed after the qiblah was changed from Jerusalem to Mecca, which caused a big scandal among the Jews of Medinah. Yet, God responded by saying, true piety consists of making sure one's morality is upright by having belief and then translating that belief into actions. Actions speak louder than words. If one adheres to every aspect of the outward sunnah, so that one may physically resemble the Prophet (pbuh), yet neglects to act the way the Prophet (pbuh) acted - i.e., with kindness, mercy, and compassion - it is pretty empty, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKv3Vi46Fac&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKv3Vi46Fac&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3628295402906895056?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3628295402906895056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3628295402906895056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3628295402906895056' title='So Don&apos;t Talk To Me About Muhammad'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/R5G1SjUQUWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kGDGr_z7ALU/s72-c/woman_desert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1558258870911704779</id><published>2008-01-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:10:50.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Tank</title><content type='html'>Was having some conversation with my dad yesterday about finding a job and he gave me a very good piece of father - son talk which made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fiz, dalam dunia ni kerja tak akan habis. Sentiasa ada. Yang penting kerja macamana yang kau nak buat. Memanglah suma orang nak kerja yang menguntungkan. Gaji besar kerja sikit. Dream job. Tapi sebabtu jugak dia dipanggil dream job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So kau nak kerja yang gaji 5-6 ribu tapi hari2 kau kena maki hamun dengan boss, kena maki hamun orang lain, sakit hati, otak stress sampai bole kena darah tinggi. Ke kau nak kerja yang gaji cukup untuk tanggung anak bini bila kau dah kahwin tapi kerja tenang, environment bagus, penat tapi tetap enjoy your work. Mana satu kau nak? Pikir pikirkanlah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah.. I`ll keep that in mind always.  That aside I received an email this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt;Hi Hafiz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt;As spoken, kindly proceed to our office at the below address for the interview scheduled on &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thurs, 17Jan’08 at 9.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt;Address:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexandra Technopark Blk B, Lift Lobby 1, level 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt;Please call me upon reaching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt;Thks &amp;amp; Rgds,&lt;br /&gt;Jeanette Lim&lt;br /&gt;Human Resource&lt;br /&gt;ITSS Project &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I applied for a system administrator job at Hewlett Packard and will be going for the interview this coming Thursday. *Gulps. *Kipas-kipas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doakan yang terbaik k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1558258870911704779?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1558258870911704779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1558258870911704779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1558258870911704779' title='Think Tank'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8273164524372802811</id><published>2008-01-12T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T02:10:10.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Nice Drawing~</title><content type='html'>Time: After Friday prayers sometime around 1998&lt;br /&gt;Location: My school's art room&lt;br /&gt;Mission: To sketch a picture from a live object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time was around 2.05PM. All of us were rushing back to school with our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kain pelikat&lt;/span&gt; in our hands after our Friday prayers. Luckily Mrs Tan was in a good mood today and we all made our way to our seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok class.. Today we're going to do a sketch from a live object and this week's live object would be fruits. Each group will be given a different fruit. So you can take out your sketching pencils now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sketching pencils? Looking across I saw a friend of mine Alan bringing out a set of pencils ranging from B to 6B pencils.All I had was a 2b pencil..In my heart I was consoling myself "Takperla.. kalau perlu sangat bole pinjam si Alan." Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So armed with my 2b pencil my group awaited for our fruit. The fruit given to us was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chili&lt;/span&gt;. Chili? Fruit? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chili pon chili lah&lt;/span&gt;.. So I began to sketch my chili masterpiece earnestly mimicking Alan's way of holding his pencil in that slanted manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If drawing was hard.. I think sketching was just as hard. See I am no Picasso but Art &amp;amp; Crafts has never been the subject for me.Not only do you have to use different shades of pencil, you also need to use your finger to make that shading effect into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have to draw it realistically. If theres light from this angle, you can't draw all sides of the chili with the same shade.Theres got to be two tones." Alan remarked after I showed him my work.No wonder I finished way much earlier than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I erased my drawing and began following the tips given by Alan. I sketched and I shaded with my finger as realistically as possible until I was really satisfied with my masterpiece. So off I went to Mrs Tan table to let her have a look at my work.Maybe she can give me some comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mrs Tan, here's my drawing. What do you think? Ok or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan: Hmm.. Well let's see here. Thats not bad Hafiz. Quite a good &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; you drew there. Maybe you need to smoothen these edges and shading a bit and you're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errrr.. (Banana!@!#?) Ok Thank You Mrs Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how my love affair with live drawing went as a 14 yr old kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes its good to laugh at yourself. Huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8273164524372802811?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8273164524372802811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8273164524372802811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8273164524372802811' title='Hey Nice Drawing~'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1411538398770343507</id><published>2008-01-12T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:16:41.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Finding me-self a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doakan yang terbaik k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1411538398770343507?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1411538398770343507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1411538398770343507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1411538398770343507' title='Updates'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-4850561810011530494</id><published>2008-01-03T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T20:59:26.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani dan Senjata Takwa</title><content type='html'>Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani adalah tokoh tasawuf terkenal. Beliau dilahirkan pada tahun 470 Hijrah di kota Gilan di Iran dalam sebuah keluarga yang mementingkan ilmu dan takwa. Antara guru yang sempat mendidik beliau adalah Syeikh Abul Wafa bin Aqeel, Muhammad Hassan al-Baqillani dan Abu Zakariya Tebrezi. Dalam bidang tasawuf pula, beliau dibimbing oleh Syeikh Abul Khair Hammad bin Muslim al-Dabbas dan Kadi Abu Said Said Makhrami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak kecil lagi, beliau dididik sentiasa bercakap benar. Pada suatu hari, beliau bertolak menuju ke Baghdad untuk menuntut ilmu. Ibu beliau memberikan wang berjumlah 40 dinar sebagai bekalan perbelanjaan sara hidup. Sebelum bermusafir, ibu beliau berpesan, "Hendaklah kamu sentiasa bercakap benar." Dalam perjalanan, Syeikh itu singgah seketika di perkampungan kaum Hamdan. Nasib malang menimpa beliau kerana sekumpulan perompak menahan beliau di situ. Salah seorang daripada mereka bertanya  kepada Syeikh, "Apa yang kamu bawa?" Beliau menjawab, "Wang 40 dinar." Perompak itu terkejut dan terus diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak berapa lama selepas itu, datang pula seorang perompak yang lain bertanyakan soalan yang sama. Syeikh menjawab, "Aku punyai wang 40 dinar." Dia berasa hairan dengan jawapan Syeikh kerana biasanya orang yang ditahan akan berkata mereka tidak mempunyai sebarang harta. Lantas Syeikh dibawa menemui ketua perompak. Soalan yang sama dilontarkan oleh ketua perompak kepada beliau dan jawapan yang sama diberikan kepada ketua perompak, beliau mempunyai wang 40 dinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya ketua perompak berkata, "Mengapa kamu bercakap benar dan tidak menipu kami?" Berkata Syeikh, "Ibuku berpesan supaya aku sentiasa bercakap benar dan aku tidak mahu khianat janjiku kepada ibuku." Secara tiba-tiba, ketua perompak menjerit-jerit dan mengoyak-ngoyakkan pakaiannya dan berkata, "Ya Allah, kamu takut mengkhianati janjimu kepada ibumu sedangkan aku tidak takut mengkhianati janjiku kepada Tuhan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau terus mengarahkan harta-harta pencurian dikembalikan kepada pemilik-pemiliknya dan selepas itu beliau berkata kepada Syeikh, "Sekarang aku bertaubat di hadapanmu." Perubahan yang berlaku pada ketua perompak memberi kesan positif kepada perompak-perompak lain. Mereka terus berkata, "Kamu adalah ketua kami pada masa kita sama-sama merompak. Pada hari ini, kamu adalah ketua kami ketika kita sama-sama bertaubat." Kisah ini disebutkan dalam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tarbiyyatul Aulad fil Islam&lt;/span&gt; karangan Syeikh Abdullah Nasih Ulwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah ini menunjukkan pembinaan takwa bermula di rumah. Apabila asas-asasnya ditanam secara konsisten disertai dengan contoh yang baik oleh ibu bapa, maka terhasil insan seperti Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani. Takwa yang hakiki adalah yang dihayati di setiap tempat dan keadaan, bukan di tempat-tempat tertentu sahaja seperti surau dan masjid. Takwa yang terbit dari hati boleh diumpamakan seperti minyak kasturi. Keberkatannya terpercik kepada orang lain sehingga menyebabkan perubahan luar biasa seperti yang berlaku pada perompak-perompak yang merompak Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani. Apabila manusia berubah kesan daripada takwa, kegemilangan tercapai akhirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengikut satu riwayat, Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani menceritakan, syaitan pernah mendatangi beliau dalam bentuk cahaya yang terang benderang dan berkata, "Wahai Abdul Kadir, aku adalah Tuhanmu dan bermula pada hari ini aku halalkan kepadamu apa yang telah aku haramkan sebelum ini." Beliau terus berkata. "Aku berlindung dengan Allah. Nyahlah kau wahai iblis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba suasana menjadi gelap dan cahaya yang terang benderang di langit bertukar menjadi gumpalan asap. Pada masa itu Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani terdengar suara berkata, "Wahai Abdul Kadir, aku sudah menyesatkan tujuh puluh orang ahli sufi dengan cara ini tetapi kamu terselamat kerana ilmu dan takwamu." As-Syeikh terus berkata, "Tidak, aku terselamat kerana rahmat Allah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani menceritakan kisah ini, seorang bertanya kepada bagaimana beliau mengetahui yang suara itu sebenarnya suara iblis. Berkata as-Syeikh, "Apabila dia mengatakan dia menghalalkan segala yang telah diharamkan aku mengetahui dengan jelas bahawa itu adalah kerja iblis." Kisah ini disebutkan di dalam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saviours of Islamic Spirit&lt;/span&gt; oleh Syeikh Abul Hassan Ali Nadwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani meninggal dunia pada tahun 561 Hijrah semasa berumur 90 tahun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-4850561810011530494?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4850561810011530494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4850561810011530494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4850561810011530494' title='Syeikh Abdul Kadir Jailani dan Senjata Takwa'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8051188894418028946</id><published>2008-01-01T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T02:19:05.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al-ka-eeda did it..Right...~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alkaeeda_400x294.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/alkaeeda_400x294.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see news all over the mainstream media be it on the press or online that the terrorist organisation, Al`Qaeda is the perpetrator behind the killing. The "official" statement from the government was that "she may have knocked her head or concussed her head against one of the levers on the sunroof" but me being the curious person I am began to google and yahoo for causes of her death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dictatorshipwatch.com/modules.php?op=modload&amp;amp;name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=3263&amp;amp;mode=thread&amp;amp;order=0&amp;amp;thold=0"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; are some other "versions" that are being posted on several websites online on the real cause of her death inclusive of photos of the botched up x-ray of her skull and screenshots of the video which apparently shot video footages of the incident leading to her assasination. What a difference right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking about Al`Qaeda.&lt;br /&gt;Back then in Sept 11, 2001 when the rage was all about this organisation being the main culprit for the Twin Tower disaster? Does Osama Bin Laden ring a bell? I'm sure everyone knows him.The main man leading the infamous terrorist network. He recently just made a new video.The usual stuff but it is not his video that caught my attention but it was the interview by Sir David Frost with Benzair Bhutto that caught my attention. Listen to what she has to say at 2:17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnychOXj9Tg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnychOXj9Tg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIO8B6fpFSQ"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; on the full version of this video. If you watched the same video on BBC's website, the part where the "revelation" was told was censored. Hooray to mainstream media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a conspiracy theorist but I think that the video itself showed several reasons on why she was assassinated. Bhutto herself has exposed the fraudulent nature of the Bush/Blair "war on terrorism". If Bin Laden is dead, as has been reported, then the various tapes that he is alleged to have made are all phony. The war on terrorism itself is a callous, calculated fraud perpetrated by a murderous Bush regime, a murderous Blair regime, a murderous puppet regime of Musharraf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why Bhutto was murdered. She was the woman who &lt;a href="http://existentialistcowboy.blogspot.com/2007/12/benazir-bhutto-us-policy-causes-world.html"&gt;knew too much&lt;/a&gt;. Bhutto exposed the fact that US policies cause terrorism and she stated the various ways in which groups inside the US and Britain benefited politically and materially from the phony war on phony terrorism, the failed war in Afghanistan, the war crime that is still perpetrated against the people of Iraq. Bhutto posed a threat to the culprits in the Bush regime to include Bush himself. She posed a threat to the kiss ups in Musharraf's regime to include Musharraf and the liars who tried to float the incredible "lone lever" theory. She was murdered. And the BBC has been caught censoring the most important piece of the puzzle. If Osama is dead, the war on terror is a bloody fraud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off, our Prophet Muhammad S.A.W foretold that one of the signs that would appear near Doomsday is that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The lowest and the worst man in the nation will become its leader&lt;/span&gt;". So have you prepared yourself for that day? Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8051188894418028946?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8051188894418028946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8051188894418028946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8051188894418028946' title='Al-ka-eeda did it..Right...~'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-777126654304388422</id><published>2007-12-22T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:11:41.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreading the daily rush hour?</title><content type='html'>If you dread having to jostle for space in the MRT everyday take a look at this clip and I'm sure you'll take the MRT with open arms.Suddenly the human jam at Johor Causeway seems bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1FaWE1SIZk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1FaWE1SIZk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "beauty" of an apartheid society.  +_+'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-777126654304388422?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/777126654304388422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/777126654304388422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#777126654304388422' title='Dreading the daily rush hour?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-7443221198379765791</id><published>2007-12-20T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:57:31.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christians &amp; Muslims weep together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/R2ot-zUQUTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RZDwBVvrG-o/s1600-h/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/R2ot-zUQUTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RZDwBVvrG-o/s320/eye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145976081174516018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;By SONJA KARKAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s Christmas approaches this year, the thoughts of Christians all over the world will once again turn to Bethlehem, the holy town where Jesus was born over two millennia ago. Voices will be raised in joyful celebration and children everywhere will re-create the Christmas story to help us remember the circumstances in which the Christ child was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Such a momentous occasion in such humble surroundings heralded a new way of thinking about people's relationship with God and with each other. It shook the foundations of an unforgiving society presided over by an unforgiving God and proclaimed peace and goodwill on earth amongst all people. There was indeed much to hope for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, the tranquil pastoral scene so familiar to us is not at all evident in Bethlehem today. Bethlehem does not lie still, and peace on earth and goodwill towards all is as elusive as ever. The tyranny of Israel's occupation and its colonial expansionism is crippling the lives of both Palestinian Christians and Muslims alike. Yet, many Christians will again ignore the misery suffered by the Palestinians in the Holy Land and will celebrate Christmas without remembering that it was amongst this people and in their land that Jesus was born. Priests will chant, masses will be said, carols will be sung and nativity scenes will be created, but it is unlikely that many sermons will urge Christian congregations to speak out against the crimes being committed in Palestine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Only recently, a delegation of eminent Australian Church leaders returned from visiting the Holy Land and reported their distress at "the suffering and fear experienced daily by large numbers of people." [1] The report criticizes Israel's military occupation for the "systematic harassment, physical and psychological oppression, widespread unemployment, poverty, and economic deprivation" [2] of both Palestinian Christians and Muslims. No doubt these church leaders will encourage their ministries to spread the word before the momentum is lost, but there are many forces working against justice for the Palestinians. Their statement has already been criticized by the Israeli ambassador and they are likely to face objections not only from Jews who support a Zionist state in Israel, but also from Christian quarters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A dangerous Christian ideology which endorses the rhetoric of Zionism and the conquest of all Palestine for Israel is making its presence felt in Australia. This Christian fervour for Israel has found expression in a revitalised Christian Zionism that began back in the sixteenth century [3] and is directed today against Islam and Muslims. In America particularly, it has misconstrued the messianic and apocalyptic legacy of the Christian faith and has replaced the Jewish and communist Anti-Christ of Christian Zionism's earlier imaginings with an Islamic Anti-Christ. This Anti-Christ, it believes, will be defeated in Israel where all mankind will gather for the coming of the Messiah. That it should take place in Israel, given the numbers of the world's populations, is an absurd notion even amongst the most devout. That the dispossession, degradation and humiliation of the Palestinians who have lived in this land for millennia, can be condoned on such a pretext is even more abhorrent and preposterous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Unfortunately, the influence of this Christian Zionism is growing rapidly and threatens the thinking of a whole generation of mainstream Christians regardless of their denominations, including Christians in the Holy Land. Father Rafiq Khoury of the Latin Patriarchate of Jerusalem, gives a very disturbing account of Christian Zionism's effect on religion and politics. [4] Where once Christians and Muslims shared common values and aspirations in Palestinian society, Christian Zionism has succeeded in fragmenting this already battered community as it struggles to withstand Israel's punishing occupation. Amongst certain sections of this society, Christians and Muslims are now viewing each other with suspicion, and Christians in Palestine, like those abroad, are beginning to see Islam as the enemy. Needless to say, this has been enormously detrimental to the Palestine liberation movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It would surprise many Christians in the West that Palestinian Christians and Muslims have prayed in Bethlehem's Church of the Nativity for centuries. In fact, the Qur'an - the holy book of Islam - refers often, and with great reverence, to Jesus and Mary. Muhammad himself preserved an icon of Mary and the child Jesus after the conquest of Mecca and ordered that it remain within the Ka'ba to which Muslims make their obligatory pilgrimage from all over the world. [5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since 638 CE, Muslims have had the right to pray in the south aisle of the church when the Patriarch of Jerusalem handed over Palestine to Caliph Omar as he swept into Bethlehem with his Arab armies. [6] Muslims recognise Jesus as the Christ, the mightiest Messenger of God who was born miraculously of the Virgin Mary and who, through God, was able to perform miracles. However, Christians and Muslims part ways on Christ's divinity. Muslims believe that there has always been and continues to be one God only and that joining Christ and the Holy Spirit with God the Father in what is known as the Trinity ­ a major tenet of Christianity ­ compromises that singular divinity of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It has not though affected their recognition of, and reverence for, Jesus and Mary. The highly regarded theologian of the early Christian Church, St John of Damascus actually thought that Islam was merely another form of Christianity[7], and indeed today, St John would probably be more comfortable with the practices and beliefs of Muslims than he would with the form of Christianity that has developed in the West, particularly Christian Zionism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So much of the fear and antagonism we see today against Muslims come from ignorance. In Palestine, Christian and Muslims have lived together in harmony for centuries, and particularly in Bethlehem, they have not only shared Christmas celebrations, but even the Muslim feasts Eid al-Fitr at the end of the Ramadan fast and Eid al-Adha. As one young Bethlehem tour guide commented in 2002:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"We know how to celebrate together, because we know how to weep together. We have suffered as one people under 35 years of occupation. The same week that Mary, a Muslim mother of seven was killed in Beit Jala, Johnny, a 17-year-old, died in Manger Square as he was coming out of the Church of the Nativity, both shot by Israeli snipers. We're all inmates together, Muslims and Christians, in the same miserable prison called Palestine. We have no freedom, no peace, no jobs, no money for winter heating, no travelling to Jerusalem or between towns and villages, no future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And that is the sum of what is so often forgotten in the search for peace and justice: the escalating inhuman situation suffered by the Palestinians ­ Christians and Muslims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sing as we might this Christmas, the hopes and dreams of all the years is unlikely to be met in Bethlehem for those who live there. Nor are they likely to be met for the Palestinians barely hanging on to their miserable existence in Gaza, or the Palestinians in the other cities, towns and villages in the Holy Land and even less for the stateless Palestinians long deprived of hope in the refugee camps. Every chorister's hallelujah will just be a death knell for another generation of Palestinians and every Christmas reflection will become meaningless words of Christian faith, unless we are prepared to look beyond the tinsel and the feasting and really do something to stop Israel's crimes against both Christians and Muslims in Palestine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sonja Karkar is the founder and president of Women       for Palestine in Melbourne, Australia. See &lt;a href="http://www.womenforpalestine.com/"&gt;www.womenforpalestine.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Footnotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[1]  Statement by Australian       Church Leaders, Bethlehem, 18 December 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[2]  Ibid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[3] Fr Rafiq Khoury, "Effects of Christian Zionism on religion, Christian local churches and peace research", Studium Biblicum Franciscanum, Jerusalem, 2004 (a presentation given at the Al-Sabeel International Conference on 15 April 2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[4]  Ibid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[5] Uri Rubin, "The Ka'ba: Aspects of its Ritual Function and Position in Pre-Islamic and Early Islamic Times", Jerusalem Studies in Arabic and Islam 8 (1986) 97-131&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[6]  Dr G S P Freeman-Grenville,       The Basilica of the Nativity in Bethlehem, Palestine Exploration       Fund, January 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[7] William Dalrymple, "What Muslims and Christians share: A Christmas meditation", The New Statesman, 19 December 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://desertpeace.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://desertpeace.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7781353-7443221198379765791?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/7443221198379765791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/7443221198379765791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7443221198379765791' title='Christians &amp; Muslims weep together'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/R2ot-zUQUTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RZDwBVvrG-o/s72-c/eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8522933821362566152</id><published>2007-12-19T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:08:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at Swensons@Changi Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG6297_380x285.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Had a late Brunch last Sunday at Swensons Changi Airport with my usrah grp members as one of us is leaving for Syria for his studies soon Insya`Allah..He is none other than Hairil Abu Bakar aka spiderman_pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the day was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; and even our naqib and his wife (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;albeit accidentally&lt;/span&gt;) wore pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of the meal, the whole gang also bought him little gifts to remind him of us when he's over there and from the reaction im sure he liked them.. Especially the shirt.. Huhu :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG6331_300x400.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially our Mr PPH.. Pink &amp;amp; Piously Hot~ Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Anyone who wishes to join the rapidly growing Hairil's Fanclub can contact me personally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some clip for you guys to enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkRMdPtfNvE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkRMdPtfNvE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the lame jokes.. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder how Bro Shahid could stand us all this while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;That's what make us mujies after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video taken by Mohksin Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8522933821362566152?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8522933821362566152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8522933821362566152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8522933821362566152' title='A day at Swensons@Changi Airport'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-2917663495226877994</id><published>2007-12-18T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T01:45:17.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to name a child?</title><content type='html'>ROME (Reuters) -  An Italian court has ruled that a couple could not name their son "Friday" and ordered that he instead be called Gregory after the saint whose feast day he was born on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I think it is ridiculous they even opened a case about it," the family's lawyer, Paola Rossi, told Reuters by telephone from the northern city of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1197981619_0"&gt;Genoa&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Friday/Gregory Germano was born in Genoa 15 months ago. The parents registered him as Friday in the city hall and a priest even baptised him as Friday -- unusual in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1197981619_1"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt; since many priests insist that first names be of Christian origin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"We named him Friday because we like the sound of the name. Even if it would have been a girl, we would have named her Friday," the boy's mother, Mara Germano, told Reuters.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When the boy was about five months old, a city hall clerk brought the odd name to the attention of a tribunal, which informed the couple of an administrative norm which bars parents from giving "ridiculous or shameful" first names to children.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The tribunal said it was protecting the child from being the butt of jokes and added that it believed the name would hinder him from developing "serene interpersonal relationships".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Germano family appealed but lost their case this month and the story was carried on the front page of a national newspaper on Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When ordered to change the name, the parents refused and the court ruled the boy would be legally registered as Gregory because he was born on that saint's feast day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I really doubt this would have happened to the child of parents who are rich and famous," the boy's mother told Reuters, recalling that some famous Italians had given their children unorthodox names such as "Ocean" or "&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1197981619_2"&gt;Chanel&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The appeals court ruled against Friday because it recalled the servile savage in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1197981619_3"&gt;Daniel Defoe&lt;/span&gt;'s novel Robinson Crusoe and because superstitious Italians consider Friday an unlucky day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I am livid about this," the boy's mother said. "A court should not waste its time with things like this when there is so much more to worry about."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"My son was born Friday, baptised Friday, will call himself Friday, we will call him Friday but when he gets older he will have to sign his name Gregory," she said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Kalau la pat sini pon mcm gini takderla pakcik2 yang nama Jumaat ker Sabtu ker Isnin ker Rabu ker.. Huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-2917663495226877994?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2917663495226877994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2917663495226877994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2917663495226877994' title='What to name a child?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-5437999201374407876</id><published>2007-12-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T15:53:04.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save The Earth &amp; Asian Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9kBoRsokiHM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9kBoRsokiHM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog about the UN Climate Meeting at Bali recently but been busy mugging for exam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, Hady Mirza won the Asian Idol.. Woot.Cayalah.... I mean Alhamdulillah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what better video to put up than this.. Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 128);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; Oo... anok-anok~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; Tak leh meghaso mandi laoht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; Bersaing main ghama-ghama~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-5437999201374407876?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5437999201374407876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5437999201374407876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5437999201374407876' title='Save The Earth &amp; Asian Idol'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1872636855642617667</id><published>2007-12-06T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:47:35.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Many Marbles Do You Have Left?</title><content type='html'>The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen, with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about it. I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Tom". I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say. "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years. Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part. "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then God has blessed me with a little extra time to be with my loved ones...... "It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the shows moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special," I said. " It has just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken from an email I received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1872636855642617667?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1872636855642617667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1872636855642617667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1872636855642617667' title='How Many Marbles Do You Have Left?'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-4417638684551249033</id><published>2007-12-03T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T17:25:48.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the past</title><content type='html'>Recognise these faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/c17c_600x404.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its none other than Yours Truly and The ever popular Mohksin Sachok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received this picture the other night from a friend of mine and I just can't stop laughing.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Classic sey gamba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Thanks Liana u made my day..&lt;/span&gt; Those were the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this picture was taken using film camera &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the one where u need to send the film to kedai gamba&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; at Swenson's &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from the yummy looking earthquake waiting in front of us&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; after the first event that I was involved in Saff Perdaus, Kem Cili Padi aka Bunayya Camp back then in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that the Mohksin with the geeky specs and Zamani hairstyle you're looking in this pic would then turn out to be the Chairman of TPMS who then founded NurIkhwan and became a leftenant in SCDF as a rota commander in the Civil Defence Academy and now as the manager in Saff's Volunteer Management Division. *catches breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uwow!!~~ Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From chasing the last ride together at Woodlands Bus Interchange to now still hitching a ride but on his bike instead. I am grateful to Allah that I had a chance working with this great friend of mine who's destined for bigger things.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Did I hear Head of Saff?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Insya`Allah Amin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-4417638684551249033?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4417638684551249033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4417638684551249033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4417638684551249033' title='Blast from the past'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-4714810928903129620</id><published>2007-12-01T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:40:29.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dua ketul daging manusia</title><content type='html'>Mengikut Ibn Jarir, berpandukan riwayat daripada Khalid ar-Raj'ii,"Lukman al-Hakim adalah seorang hamba dari Habsyah yang bekerja sebagai seorang tukang kayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu hari, tuan Lukman menyruh beliau menyembelih seekor kambing dan membawa kepadanya dua ketul daging yang terbaik.Perintah itu dilaksanakan Lukman dan dibawa kepada tuannya dua ketul daging yang terbaik iaitu hati dan lidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada keesokan harinya, tuannya menyuruh menyembelih seekor kambing lain dan membawanya dua ketul daging yang terkeji. Perintah itu juga dilaksanakan oleh Lukman dan dibawa kepadanya dua ketul daging yang terkeji iaitu hati dan lidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuannya berasa pelik dan bertanya kepada Lukman maksud perbuatannya itu dan Lukman berkata, 'Sesungguhnya, bagi orang yang mulia inilah alat-alat terbaik yang dimiliknya dan  bagi mereka yang keji, inilah alat-alat terkeji yang terdapat dalam dirinya'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah contoh kebijaksanaan Lukman al-Hakim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-4714810928903129620?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4714810928903129620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4714810928903129620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4714810928903129620' title='Dua ketul daging manusia'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-7826829309581243170</id><published>2007-11-27T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T01:06:17.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nak Kahwin??</title><content type='html'>Anda mahu kahwin tapi takda duit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG0637_300x400.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa yang anda terpaksa bekerja dari pukul 9 pagi hingga 5 petang hingga anda berumur 95 tahun baru anda cukup duit untuk kahwin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG0636_300x400.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak! Anda tidak perlu merompak bank untuk kahwin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahu tahu cara yang lebih mudah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukalah account anda di Bank &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mama saya mau kahwin&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Bank pilihan anda..&lt;br /&gt;Bank yang membantu anda untuk mempercepatkan hasrat anda untuk mendirikan masjid.&lt;br /&gt;Untuk maklumat lanjut sila hubungi Abang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kahwin dengan siapa saja &lt;/span&gt;di talian berikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;644 - Siapa cepat dia dapat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================&lt;br /&gt;Ok on a more serious note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG0669_300x400.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat pengantin baru kepada kedua mempelai kita Bro Hafiz Noorahman dan Sis Nur Afifah. Semoga berkekalan hingga akhir hayat dan dikurniakan dengan zuriat2 yang memberi manfaat kepada generasi yang akan datang Insya`Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-7826829309581243170?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/7826829309581243170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/7826829309581243170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7826829309581243170' title='Nak Kahwin??'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1190733218014159723</id><published>2007-11-22T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T01:37:14.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of Iraq</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PmkG3zmhS54&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PmkG3zmhS54&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the video is so so painful to watch. So painful that it brings tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In youtube, it warns that this video &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may not be suitable for minors &lt;/span&gt;but ironically majority of the pictures depicts of minors who doesn't deserve to suffer in this war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite sad that here in this country people are grumbling about the price of chicken rice going up when halfway across the world this children are lucky to even get food!! Look at the kid with the bloated stomach! Astaghfirullah... How ungrateful I am Ya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;What are my problems compared to their tribulations Ya Allah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching this video makes me wonder if I can do sumthing to help them.&lt;br /&gt;Anything for that matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even had a thought of setting up my own non-profit organisation.&lt;br /&gt;Mission, to collect all the unwanted clothings from the people in this country and send them to these countries.&lt;br /&gt;Or sell the clothings and profits are then used for necessities like food and blankets to tide these children over the upcoming winter season.&lt;br /&gt;I`ll call my organisation: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just clothes &amp;amp; Pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now i think i will support organisation like http://www.alyateem.com/_en/&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1190733218014159723?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1190733218014159723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1190733218014159723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1190733218014159723' title='Children of Iraq'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-5172049778466371654</id><published>2007-11-21T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:06:58.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muka ayah bertukar menjadi himar</title><content type='html'>Dalam terik panas mentari yang memancar menyinari tanah Baitul Haram, seorang ulama zuhud yang bernama Muhammad Abdullah al-Mubarak keluar dari rumahnya untuk menunaikan ibadah haji. Di sana dia leka melihat seorang pemuda yang asyik membaca selawat dalam keadaan ihram. Malah di Padang Arafah dan di Mina pemuda tersebut hanya membasahkan lidahnya dengan selawat ke atas Nabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hai saudara,” tegur Abdullah kepada pemuda tersebut. “Setiap tempat ada bacaannya tersendiri. Kenapa saudara tidak membanyakkan doa dan solat sedangkan itu yang lebih dituntut? Saya lihat saudara asyik membaca selawat saja.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya ada alasan tersendiri,” jawab pemuda itu. “Saya meninggalkan Khurasan, tanahair saya untuk menunaikan haji bersama ayah saya. Apabila kami sampai di Kufah, tiba-tiba ayah saya sakit kuat. Dia telah menghembuskan nafas terakhir di hadapan saya sendiri. Dengan kain sarung yang ada, saya tutup mukanya. Malangnya, apabila saya membuka semula kain tersebut, rupa ayah saya telah bertukar menjadi himar. Saya malu. Bagaimana saya mahu memberitahu orang ramai tentang kematian ayah saya sedangkan wajahnya begitu hodoh sekali?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya terduduk di sisi mayat ayah saya dalam keadaan kebingungan. Akhirnya saya tertidur dan bermimpi. Dalam mimpi itu saya melihat seorang pemuda yang tampan dan baik akhlaknya. Pemuda itu memakai tutup muka. Dia lantas membuka penutup mukanya apabila melihat saya dan berkata, “Mengapa kamu susah hati dengan apa yang telah berlaku?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maka saya menjawab, “Bagaimana saya tidak susah hati sedangkan dialah orang yang paling saya sayangi?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pemuda itu pun mendekati ayah saya dan mengusap wajahnya sehingga ayah saya berubah wajahnya menjadi seperti sediakala. Saya segera mendekati ayah dan melihat ada cahaya dari wajahnya seperti bulan yang baru terbit pada malam bulan purnama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Engkau siapa?” tanya saya kepada pemuda yang baik hati itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya yang terpilih (Muhammad).”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya lantas memegang jarinya dan berkata, “Wahai tuan, beritahulah saya, mengapa peristiwa ini boleh berlaku?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sebenarnya ayahmu seorang pemakan harta riba. Allah telah menetapkan agar orang yang memakan harta riba akan ditukar wajahnya menjadi himar di dunia dan di akhirat. Allah telah menjatuhkan hukuman itu di dunia dan tidak di akhirat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Semasa hayatnya juga ayahmu seorang yang istiqamah mengamalkan selawat sebanyak seratus kali sebelum tidur. Maka ketika semua amalan umatku ditontonkan, malaikat telah memberi tahu keadaan ayahmu kepadaku. Aku telah memohon kepada Allah agar Dia mengizinkan aku memberi syafaat kepada ayahmu. Dan inilah aku datang untuk memulihkan semula keadaan ayahmu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-5172049778466371654?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5172049778466371654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/5172049778466371654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5172049778466371654' title='Muka ayah bertukar menjadi himar'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1461866554075070861</id><published>2007-11-16T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T02:12:26.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunia yang terbabas keutamaannya</title><content type='html'>Charlotte Denny daripada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guardian&lt;/span&gt; melaporkan pada 22 Ogos, 2.8 bilion manusia di negara-negara membangun membelanjakan wang kurang daripada $2 sehari bagi menyara hidup mereka sedangkan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lembu-lembu&lt;/span&gt; di Eropah mendapat subsidi bernilai $2.20 sehari untuk hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bermaksud, lembu-lembu di Eropah hidup lebih senang daripada 2.8 bilion manusia di dunia. Selain dari itu, di dalam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Human Development Report&lt;/span&gt; tahun 1998 oleh Bangsa-Bangsa Bersatu mendapati:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$11 bilion dibelanjakan setiap tahun untuk membeli aiskrim di Eropah.&lt;br /&gt;$17 bilion dibelanjakan untuk membeli makanan binatang peliharaan di Eropah&lt;br /&gt;$50 bilion dibelanjakan untuk rokok di Eropah&lt;br /&gt;$105 bilion dibelanjakan untuk minuman keras di Eropah&lt;br /&gt;$8 bilion dibelanjakan untuk alat-alat kosmetik di Amerika&lt;br /&gt;$35 bilion dibelanjakan untuk hiburan di Jepun&lt;br /&gt;$400 bilion dibelanjakan untuk membeli dadah di seluruh dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bentuk pembaziran yang sedang berlaku pada hari ini, sedangkan dunia hanya memerlukan $6 bilion bagi memberikan pendidikan asas kepada semua dan $9 bilion bagi menyediakan kemudahan-kemudahan asas terutamanya di negara-negara miskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak dapat dinafikan, ramai manusia hari ini terbabas keutamaan hidup mereka. Justeru kezaliman, ketidakadilan, penipuan, rasuah, peperangan, pembunuhan dan pemujaan nafsu wujud di mana-mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaliknya semasa umat Islam memerintah dunia sebelum ini dengan keutamaan dan formula yang betul, kebaikan serta tamadun tersebar di seluruh dunia. Sebagai contoh, pada zaman khalifah Omar bin Abdul Aziz, berjaya membanteras kemiskinan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaha bin Said berkata, "Khalifah Omar Abdul Aziz mengutus aku untuk mengutip zakat di Afrika. Aku pun melaksanakan tugas ini dan kemudiannya aku pun mencari golongan fakir miskin untuk diberikan zakat namun golongan itu tidak aku temui. Sesungguhnya khalifah Omar Abdul Aziz telah menjadikan kami manusia yang kaya raya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dari buku "7 Formula Individu Cemerlang"&lt;/span&gt; - Dr Danial Zainal Abidin :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1461866554075070861?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1461866554075070861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1461866554075070861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1461866554075070861' title='Dunia yang terbabas keutamaannya'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-197044376796789139</id><published>2007-11-14T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:44:49.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qurban for a cause</title><content type='html'>Is your qurban reaching those who needs it the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/Qurban-for-a-Cause-1428H_E-Advert.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Till this day, there are still many   of those Muslims around the world who are suffering and living in poverty,   due to natural disasters, or war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We, the youth of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saff-Perdaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, would like to invite you to   be with us, to do your Qurban for those who really need it the most. For this   year's Qurban, we will be distributing the canned meat to the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palestin refugees in Beirut,   Lebanon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and   also those who are &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in need in Darfur, Sudan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Each sacrificed animal can be   produced into 24 canned meats that can be distributed to 5 families and last   for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Appreciate and understand the Qurban   you make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-197044376796789139?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/197044376796789139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/197044376796789139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#197044376796789139' title='Qurban for a cause'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-753056732428566841</id><published>2007-11-06T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:53:20.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Wheel of China</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/ra813136245.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                         BEIJING (Reuters) - You've climbed the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194251066_0"&gt;Great Wall of China&lt;/span&gt;, now &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194251066_1"&gt;Beijing&lt;/span&gt; wants you to "fly" the Great Wheel of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194251066_2"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt;.                                                 &lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;Higher than both the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194251066_3"&gt;London Eye&lt;/span&gt; and the Singapore Flyer, which opens in March, the Beijing Great Wheel will tower 208 metres (682 ft) when finished in 2009, executives said on Monday, which would make it the highest and largest in the world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The giant ferris wheel will have 48 air conditioned observation capsules, each of which can carry up to 40 passengers, and on a good day even the Great Wall is expected to be visible in the mountains to Beijing's north.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"The wheel itself is a nice add-on to the city. It's a new icon for the city," Great Wheel Corp Chief Executive Officer Stephan Matter told Reuters ahead of the ground-breaking ceremony.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The wheel will stand in eastern Beijing's Chaoyang Park, where beach volleyball events will take place at next year's &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194251066_4"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;, and have far greater capacity than the London Eye, Matter said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"The capsule in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194251066_5"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt; caters for 25. Ours will cater for 40 people. It's like a little bus. It's 18 tonnes heavy. It's like your living room," he added.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Costing a total of around 200 million euros (139 million pounds), tickets will go for about 100 yuan (6 pounds) a head, Matter said, though final prices have yet to be decided.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"The Beijing one will be very affordable," he added.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The experience will be like flying, said chairman Florian Bollen, whose company is also involved in the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194251066_6"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; wheel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"It will allow the people of Beijing to rise up and see the city from a completely new perspective," he said. "It is a flight."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Matter brushed off worries Beijing's notorious smog may spoil the party.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"It is an issue, but it's increasingly better," he said. "I believe the Chinese government will improve it further and yes you will have pollution, but the wheel itself is an attraction. From that perspective, I'm not worried at all."&lt;/p&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually I saw this coming... I still remembered a few months back when I took a taxi driving past the Singapore Flyer and I commented to the uncle about Singapore's Flyer being the largest in the world. The uncle's response took me back for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: Hah! World's biggest? China see, few years time they will make even bigger I tell you. Confirm one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah.. who benefits from all this ferris wheel thingy? The same construction company involved in both project of course. Lauging all the way to their bank. I wonder if Dubai is planning to have one soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-753056732428566841?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/753056732428566841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/753056732428566841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#753056732428566841' title='Great Wheel of China'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8168645201725445942</id><published>2007-11-04T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T19:06:02.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 cara syaitan menggoda manusia</title><content type='html'>Imam Ghazali menerangkan yang mendorong kita untuk berusaha menentang syaitan itu ada dua hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) kerana syaitan itu diterangkan Allah s.w.t  di dalam Al`Quran adalah musuh manusia dan syaitan jangan dijadikan kawan tetapi hendaknya dijadikan lawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) syaitan tidak bosan-bosan berusaha menyesatkan manusia dengan pelbagai cara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imam Ghazali menerangkan cara kita mengatasi syaitan ini, ialah dengan memohon pertolongan dan batuan kepada Allah, kerana syaitan itu adalah anjing yang dilepaskan untuk mencoba manusia. Apabila manusia melawan anjing itu kemungkinan akan menambah kegalakannya, kerana itu salah satu cara ialah dengan meminta pertolongan kepada pemiliknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di samping itu, kita harus mengetahui cara-cara dan perangkap syaitan dalam menyesatkan manusia. Dalam hal ini, Imam Ghazali menerangkan ada tujuh cara yang selalu dipergunakan syaitan dalam menyesatkan manusia dah menggagalkan manusia dari berbuat ketaatan kepada Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tujuh cara-cara syaitan menggoda manusia ialah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) syaitan mencegah manusia memperbuat ibadah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) apabila manusia dapat mengatasinya, syaitan berusaha menanam keraguan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) kalau juga dapat diatasi, syaitan berusaha agar ibadah yang dikerjakan tadi secara gegabah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) apabila dapat diatasi, syaitan membiarkanya menyempurnakan ibadahya, namun ditanamkan sifat riya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) apabila riya' dapat diatasi, syaitan berusaha menanamkan sifat 'ujub (menganggap ibadah itu semata dari dirinya sendiri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) apabila 'ujub telah dapat diatasi serta ibadah itu dikerjakan dalam keadaan sembunyi, syaitan membisikkan kepadanya bahawa Allah menghendaki perbuatan itu dikerjakan dengan cara terang-terangan di tengah orang banyak, hal ini akan menyebabkan timbul riya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) apabila manusia tidak mengikuti kehendaknya, maka syaitan berusaha membisikkan, bahawa tidak ada gunanya ibadah itu kalau Allah telah mentakdirkan bahawa ia termasuk orang yang berbahagia, dan juga tidak ada gunanya dan tidak ada pengaruhnya kalau Allah telah mentakdirkan ia termasuk orang yang celaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka apabila manusia dapat mengatasi semua ini, barulah ia selamat dari godaan dan pujukannya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8168645201725445942?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8168645201725445942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8168645201725445942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8168645201725445942' title='7 cara syaitan menggoda manusia'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-4913225881700840912</id><published>2007-11-03T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T16:43:27.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perceptions</title><content type='html'>So is it Half-full or Half-empty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG0437_300x400.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-4913225881700840912?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4913225881700840912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4913225881700840912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4913225881700840912' title='Perceptions'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-2652141394917386382</id><published>2007-11-02T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:27:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Islamic inventors changed the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By Paul Vallely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From coffee to cheques and the three-course meal, the Muslim world has given us many innovations that we in the West take for granted. Here are 20 of their most influential innovations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) The story goes that an Arab named Khalid was tending his goats in the Kaffa region of southern Ethiopia, when he noticed his animals became livelier after eating a certain berry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He boiled the berries to make the first coffee. Certainly the first record of the drink is of beans exported from Ethiopia to Yemen where Sufis drank it to stay awake all night to pray on special occasions. By the late 15th century it had arrived in Makkah and Turkey from where it made its way to Venice in 1645.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was brought to England in 1650 by a Turk named Pasqua Rosee who opened the first coffee house in Lombard Street in the City of London. The Arabic "qahwa" became the Turkish "kahve" then the Italian "caffé" and then English "coffee".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) The ancient Greeks thought our eyes emitted rays, like a laser, which enabled us to see. The first person to realise that light enters the eye, rather than leaving it, was the 10th-century Muslim mathematician, astronomer and physicist Ibn al-Haitham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He invented the first pin-hole camera after noticing the way light came through a hole in window shutters. The smaller the hole, the better the picture, he worked out, and set up the first Camera Obscura (from the Arab word "qamara" for a dark or private room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also credited with being the first man to shift physics from a philosophical activity to an experimental one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) A form of chess was played in ancient India but the game was developed into the form we know it today in Persia. From there it spread westward to Europe ­ where it was introduced by the Moors in Spain in the 10th century ­ and eastward as far as Japan. The word "rook" comes from the Persian "rukh", which means chariot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) A thousand years before the Wright brothers, a Muslim poet, astronomer, musician and engineer named Abbas ibn Firnas made several attempts to construct a flying machine. In 852 he jumped from the minaret of the Grand Mosque in Cordoba using a loose cloak stiffened with wooden struts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hoped to glide like a bird. He didn't. But the cloak slowed his fall, creating what is thought to be the first parachute, and leaving him with only minor injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 875, aged 70, having perfected a machine of silk and eagles' feathers he tried again, jumping from a mountain. He flew to a significant height and stayed aloft for ten minutes but crashed on landing ­ concluding, correctly, that it was because he had not given his device a tail so it would stall on landing. Baghdad international airport and a crater on the Moon are named after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Washing and bathing are religious requirements for Muslims, which is perhaps why they perfected the recipe for soap which we still use today. The ancient Egyptians had soap of a kind, as did the Romans who used it more as a pomade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the Arabs who combined vegetable oils with sodium hydroxide and aromatics such as thyme oil. One of the Crusaders' most striking characteristics, to Arab nostrils, was that they did not wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo was introduced to England by a Muslim who opened Mahomed's Indian Vapour Baths on Brighton seafront in 1759 and was appointed Shampooing Surgeon to Kings George IV and William IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) Distillation, the means of separating liquids through differences in their boiling points, was invented around the year 800 by Islam's foremost scientist, Jabir ibn Hayyan, who transformed alchemy into chemistry, inventing many of the basic processes and apparatus still in use today ­ liquefaction, crystallisation, distillation, purification, oxidisation, evaporation and filtration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as discovering sulphuric and nitric acid, he invented the alembic still, giving the world intense rosewater and other perfumes and alcoholic spirits (although drinking them forbidden, in Islam). Ibn Hayyan emphasised systematic experimentation and was the founder of modern chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) The crank-shaft is a device which translates rotary into linear motion and is central to much of the machinery in the modern world, not least the internal combustion engine. One of the most important mechanical inventions in the history of humankind, it was created by an ingenious Muslim engineer called al-Jazari to raise water for irrigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Book of Knowledge of Ingenious Mechanical Devices (1206) shows he also invented or refined the use of valves and pistons, devised some of the first mechanical clocks driven by water and weights, and was the father of robotics. Among his 50 other inventions was the combination lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) Quilting is a method of sewing or tying two layers of cloth with a layer of insulating material in between. It is not clear whether it was invented in the Muslim world or whether it was imported there from India or China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it certainly came to the West via the Crusaders. They saw it used by Saracen warriors, who wore straw-filled quilted canvas shirts instead of armour. As well as a form of protection, it proved an effective guard against the chafing of the Crusaders' metal armour and was an effective form of insulation ­ so much so that it became a cottage industry back home in colder climates such as Britain and Holland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9) The pointed arch so characteristic of Europe's Gothic cathedrals was an invention borrowed from Islamic architecture. It was much stronger than the rounded arch used by the Romans and Normans, thus allowing the building of bigger, higher, more complex and grander buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other borrowings from Muslim genius included ribbed vaulting, rose windows and dome-building techniques. Europe's castles were also adapted to copy the Islamic world's ­ with arrow slits, battlements, a barbican and parapets. Square towers and keeps gave way to more easily defended round ones. The architect of Henry V's castle was a Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10) Many modern surgical instruments are of exactly the same design as those devised in the 10th century by a Muslim surgeon called al-Zahrawi. His scalpels, bone saws, forceps, fine scissors for eye surgery and many of the 200 instruments he devised are recognisable to a modern surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was he who discovered that catgut used for internal stitches dissolves away naturally (a discovery he made when his monkey ate his lute strings) and that it can be also used to make medicine capsules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 13th century, another Muslim medic named Ibn Nafis described the circulation of the blood, 300 years before William Harvey discovered it. Muslim doctors also invented anaesthetics of opium and alcohol mixes and developed hollow needles to suck cataracts from eyes in a technique still used today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(11) The windmill was invented in 634 for a Persian caliph and was used to grind corn and draw up water for irrigation. In the vast deserts of Arabia, when the seasonal streams ran dry, the only source of power was the wind which blew steadily from one direction for months. Mills had six or 12 sails covered in fabric or palm leaves. It was 500 years before the first windmill was seen in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12) The technique of inoculation was not invented by Jenner and Pasteur but was devised in the Muslim world and brought to Europe from Turkey by the wife of the English ambassador to Istanbul in 1724. Children in Turkey were vaccinated with cowpox to fight the deadly smallpox at least 50 years before the West discovered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(13) The fountain pen was invented for the Sultan of Egypt in 953 after he demanded a pen which would not stain his hands or clothes. It held ink in a reservoir and, as with modern pens, fed ink to the nib by a combination of gravity and capillary action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(14) The system of numbering in use all round the world is probably Indian in origin but the style of the numerals is Arabic and first appears in print in the work of the Muslim mathematicians al-Khwarizmi and al-Kindi around 825.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was named after al-Khwarizmi's book, Al-Jabr wa-al-Muqabilah, much of whose contents are still in use. The work of Muslim maths scholars was imported into Europe 300 years later by the Italian mathematician Fibonacci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algorithms and much of the theory of trigonometry came from the Muslim world. And Al-Kindi's discovery of frequency analysis rendered all the codes of the ancient world soluble and created the basis of modern cryptology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(15) Ali ibn Nafi, known by his nickname of Ziryab (Blackbird) came from Iraq to Cordoba in the 9th century and brought with him the concept of the three-course meal ­ soup, followed by fish or meat, then fruit and nuts. He also introduced crystal glasses (which had been invented after experiments with rock crystal by Abbas ibn Firnas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(16) Carpets were regarded as part of paradise by mediaeval Muslims, thanks to their advanced weaving techniques, new tinctures from Islamic chemistry and highly developed sense of pattern and arabesque which were the basis of Islam's non-representational art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, Europe's floors were distinctly earthly, not to say earthy, until Arabian and Persian carpets were introduced. In England, as Erasmus recorded, floors were "covered in rushes, occasionally renewed, but so imperfectly that the bottom layer is left undisturbed, sometimes for 20 years, harbouring expectoration, vomiting, the leakage of dogs and men, ale droppings, scraps of fish, and other abominations not fit to be mentioned". Carpets, unsurprisingly, caught on quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(17) The modern cheque comes from the Arabic "saqq", a written vow to pay for goods when they were delivered, to avoid money having to be transported across dangerous terrain. In the 9th century, a Muslim businessman could cash a cheque in China drawn on his bank in Baghdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(18) By the 9th century, many Muslim scholars took it for granted that the Earth was a sphere. The proof, said astronomer Ibn Hazm, "is that the Sun is always vertical to a particular spot on Earth". It was 500 years before that realisation dawned on Galileo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calculations of Muslim astronomers were so accurate that in the 9th century they reckoned the Earth's circumference to be 40, 253.4km ­ less than 200km out. Al-Idrisi took a globe depicting the world to the court of King Roger of Sicily in 1139.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(19) Though the Chinese invented saltpetre gunpowder, and used it in their fireworks, it was the Arabs who worked out that it could be purified using potassium nitrate for military use. Muslim incendiary devices terrified the Crusaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the 15th century they had invented both a rocket, which they called a "self-moving and combusting egg", and a torpedo ­ a self-propelled pear-shaped bomb with a spear at the front which impaled itself in enemy ships and then blew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(20) Mediaeval Europe had kitchen and herb gardens, but it was the Arabs who developed the idea of the garden as a place of beauty and meditation. The first royal pleasure gardens in Europe were opened in 11th-century Muslim Spain. Flowers which originated in Muslim gardens include the carnation and the tulip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dawn.com/weekly/science/archive/060325/science3.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.dawn.com/weekly&lt;wbr&gt;/science/archive/060325&lt;wbr&gt;/science3.htm  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-2652141394917386382?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2652141394917386382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2652141394917386382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#2652141394917386382' title='How Islamic inventors changed the world'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3809981871390005607</id><published>2007-11-01T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:28:29.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empat perkara sebelum tidur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="MS"&gt;Rasulullah S.A.W  berpesan kepada Aisyah ra : " Ya Aisyah jangan engkau&lt;br /&gt;tidur sebelum melakukan empat perkara, yaitu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Sebelum khatam Al Qur'an.&lt;br /&gt;2.Sebelum membuat para Nabi memberimu syafaat di hari akhir.&lt;br /&gt;3.Sebelum para muslim meredhai kamu.&lt;br /&gt;4.Sebelum kau laksanakan haji dan umrah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Bertanya Aisyah :&lt;br /&gt;" Ya Rasulullah .............Bagaimana aku dapat melaksanakan 4&lt;br /&gt;perkara seketika.?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasul tersenyum dan bersabda :&lt;br /&gt;"Jika engkau tidur bacalah : Al Ikhlas tiga kali seakan-akan kau&lt;br /&gt;mengkhatamkan Al Qur'an."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Membacalah Selawat untuk Ku dan para nabi sebelum aku, maka kami&lt;br /&gt;semua akan memberi syafaat dihari kiamat "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beristighfarlah untuk para muslimin maka meraka akan meredhai&lt;br /&gt;kamu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dan perbanyaklah bertasbih,bertahmid,bertahlil,bertakbir maka&lt;br /&gt;seakan-akan kamu telah melaksanakan ibadah haji dan umrah."&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/7781353-3809981871390005607?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3809981871390005607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3809981871390005607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3809981871390005607' title='Empat perkara sebelum tidur'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-7424031049340011585</id><published>2007-10-30T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:09:48.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANGER!! Keep Out!</title><content type='html'>The Justice League&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v607/HafizH/CIMG0538_400x300.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to Right :&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,Mohksin; Alter Ego:Superman, Rabbany; Alter Ego:Abg2 Police,Ridzwan; Alter Ego:Abg2 CD, Hairil; Alter Ego:Spiderman_pink ::Missing from Picture-Hanif::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group of hot guys are none other than my usrah group, the mujtaba. Better known as Mujies! Neighs~&lt;br /&gt;Through retard and lameness we shall overcome any obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;Formed back then in 2003 by the Usrah Man aka Bro Shahid.&lt;br /&gt;It was unfortunate that Hanif couldn't join us due to work commitments.dd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them are like my siblings to me already and I wouldn't be where I am today without the encouragement from each and everyone of them and I am very grateful to Allah for the bonds that have been forged among us.May it be even stronger in the future Insya`Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note,  Usrah will most probably be on next friday after Deepavali. &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;We will be walking on hot coals and piercing our tongues during usrah so be prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Will touch base with the Usrah Man again soon Insya`Allah.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-7424031049340011585?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/7424031049340011585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/7424031049340011585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7424031049340011585' title='DANGER!! Keep Out!'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8458211565637609157</id><published>2007-10-22T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T13:49:32.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Langsir bergerak</title><content type='html'>Was on my way back home from school when something shiny was flashing at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this kain jemuran on the poles which was all in gold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought initially was kain langsir (curtains) being left to dry out in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a second look proved me wrong when it was actually baju kurung of a whole family including the little ones all in gold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is what they say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila raya tiba mulalah kita nampak langsir bergerak.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8458211565637609157?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8458211565637609157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8458211565637609157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8458211565637609157' title='Langsir bergerak'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3648237722771955075</id><published>2007-10-21T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:24:38.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Married</title><content type='html'>One fine day, Ali and Fatimah were having a conversation;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatimah: Ali, why don't we get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Married? I think it would be quite tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatimah: Tough? Why so? We can live with your parents after we get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: That's the problem. My parents are still living with theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatimah: ????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuikuikui     :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3648237722771955075?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3648237722771955075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3648237722771955075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3648237722771955075' title='Let&apos;s Get Married'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-2020436077105365309</id><published>2007-10-18T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:39:49.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenal Sedara</title><content type='html'>House visiting during Eid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to meet old acquaintances..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to further strengthen the ukhuwwah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to 'kenal sedara'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to dread having to go to countless relative houses whom I do not know but how would you then know them if you do not come to their place is what my mom always used to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few year, I had several pleasant surprises  while visiting some of my sedara houses.. While sitting down enjoying the cake lapis and minding my own business suddenly a familiar face came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar face: Assalamualaikum.. Apa kau buat pat sini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wa`alaikumsalam.. Err... Asal aku tkbole ader pat sini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar face: Ni rumah aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Iyerker? Kira kita ni sedara lah eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The familiar face is none other then Aminurrashid.. A friend of mine from temasek poly. Always met him in poly or events done by NurIkhwan.. The house that I visited was my nenek sdara's which I had always visited since I was a kid and it was only then that I knew that my mom and his were cousins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah Small world.. If thats not enough, his mom then asked me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: Kenal Hanim tak? Dia dalam Saff tau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hanim? Saff? Full name dia apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: Firza Hanim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ler... Pfftt.. Kenal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so she's Amin's younger sister..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another case, while I was busy serving drinks at my house as usual on the 1st day of raya.. A 'new relative' came to my house and another familiar face came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar face: Eh fiz... Apa kau buat pat sini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err... Apa aku buat pat sini? Ni rumah aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar face: Hah? rumah kau? rumah aku just across je dengan rumah kau... Kita sdara lahni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The familiar face is none other then Mohd Amin. My camp mate in Jalan Bahar and yeah his dad and my dad are cousins.. What's with me and people by the name of Amin? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point here is.. It is true that as a Muslim, kita suma bersaudara but then in this busy pace that we're living in right now.. If we do not follow our parents to visit this distant relatives of ours.. Your best friend,buddy in Tekong,poly,secondary,PAP,Jamiyah and Al Iman kindergarten might just be your second cousins.. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Saff's and NI's jalan raya.. Hoping to meet more 'sedara'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-2020436077105365309?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2020436077105365309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/2020436077105365309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2020436077105365309' title='Kenal Sedara'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8026996812462392445</id><published>2007-10-12T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T02:02:03.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frequently Asked Question</title><content type='html'>The time has come again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eid Mubarak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start preparing a cassette tape for my answers to the frequently asked questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions you always get during your visit to your relatives..Not for your aunt and uncles but for the distant relatives whom you usually meet during Eid only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distant relative : Eh dah besar eh??!! (Looks shocked as if this is the first time I visited them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cassette tape answer : Iyerker? Agaknyer jambul saya tak niari extra special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distant relative : Sekarang dah sec brapa? Dah amek O level?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cassette tape answer : Heh.. saya skg dah 23 tahun.........Dahnak kahwin pon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distant relative : Eh dulu kecik2 suka makan jelly nyayi buat kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cassette tape answer: Iyerker? Kalau jellybean ader pon saya makan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to make sure I dun mix up the answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.. was just joking about getting married soon part... Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slamat menyambut hari raya... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8026996812462392445?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8026996812462392445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8026996812462392445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8026996812462392445' title='Frequently Asked Question'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-6526657846398254616</id><published>2007-10-10T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:49:10.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu Ella</title><content type='html'>Conversation between me and my 4 year old niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya: Cik piz.. Cik piz tahu nyanyi lagu ella tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wah!~ Yaya tau nyanyi lagu ella? nyanyi sikit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya : Ok! " Ella Ella eh eh eh... Under my umbrella.. Ella Ella eh eh...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-6526657846398254616?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/6526657846398254616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/6526657846398254616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6526657846398254616' title='Lagu Ella'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-6655273180185962851</id><published>2007-09-27T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:41:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bawa mak masuk gua</title><content type='html'>Setelah begitu lama tinggal di kawasan pedalaman, sebuah keluarga mengambil keputusan untuk ke bandar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu hari, Bedah dan bapanya tiba di kota, lalu pergi ke pusat membeli-belah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah kali pertama mereka ke bandar dan terdapat banyak  pemandangan asing buat mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Jalan punya jalan, akhirnya Bedah terpandang lif lalu dia bertanyalah kepada bapanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pak... Apa benda tu?" Si bapa pun menjawab: "Entahlah, nak.. bapak pun baru kali ini nampak benda itu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak lama selepas itu, seorang nyonya tua terbongkok-bongkok dan menggigil menghamipiri lif itu lalu menekan butangnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lif itu terbuka dan nyonya itu pun masuklah ke dalam. Lif kemudian tertutup. Tidak lama kemudian, lif berbunyi: "Tingggg!!" Pintu lif pun terbuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejurus kemudian, melangkahlah keluar seorang amoi yang jelita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil memandang ke arah lif itu seolah-olah tidak percaya, si ayah itu lalu bersuara: "Nak, Kau pergi cari mak kamu dan bawa dia ke mari. Kita masukkan dia dalam gua ini. Cepat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuikuikui.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-6655273180185962851?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/6655273180185962851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/6655273180185962851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6655273180185962851' title='Bawa mak masuk gua'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-4108900366831286069</id><published>2007-09-26T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:55:28.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangau Oh Bangau</title><content type='html'>Sesetengah orang semasa berdepan dengan masalah cepat menyalahkan orang lain. Ada yang sanggup menyalahkan Allah. Biasanya, pada masa itu anggota badan yang paling banyak bergerak adalah jari-jari yang digunakan untuk menuding orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarang dapat ditemui manusia yang sanggup menuding dan menyalahkan dirinya sendiri. Allah berfirman dalam surah Hud ayat 101, "Dan Kami tidak menzalimi mereka sebaliknya merekalah yang menzalimi diri mereka sendiri."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penyakit cepat menyalahkan orang lain menjangkiti sebahagian besar umat Islam pada hari ini. Dalam hal ini, teringat saya pada sebuah lagu orang melayu yang bertajuk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bangau Oh Bangau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara liriknya adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangau oh Bangau,&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa engkau kurus,&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana aku tak kurus,&lt;br /&gt;Ikan tak mahu timbul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikan oh Ikan,&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa engkau tak timbul,&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana aku tak timbul,&lt;br /&gt;Rumput panjang sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumput oh Rumput,&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa panjang sangat,&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana aku tak panjang,&lt;br /&gt;Kerbau tak makan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerbau oh Kerbau,&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa tak makan rumput,&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana aku nak makan,&lt;br /&gt;Perut aku sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesej yang ditonjolkan daripada lagu ini adalah, apabila masalah timbul, setiap pihak mencari alasan dan bertindak menyalahkan orang lain. Bangau menyalahkan ikan, ikan menyalahkan rumput, rumput menyalahkan kerbau dan seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sikap cepat menyalahkan orang lain tanpa usul periksa adalah budaya keji. Umat Islam perlu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;berani&lt;/span&gt; menyalahkan diri sendiri atas apa yang berlaku pada hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dari buku "7 Formula Individu Cemerlang"&lt;/span&gt; - Dr Danial Zainal Abidin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adalah lebih baik pada 10 hari di bulan Ramadhan yang Allah tetapkan sebagai hari pengampunan dosa-dosa kita, kita amalkan dengan membaca Tasbih Nabi Yunus A.S semasa dia berada di dalam perut ikan paus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dan (ingatlah kisah) Dzun Nun (Yunus), ketika ia pergi dalam keadaan marah, lalu ia menyangka bahwa Kami tidak akan mempersempitnya (menyulitkannya) maka ia menyeru dalam keadaan yang sangat gelap: 'Bahwa tidak ada Tuhan (yang berhak disembah) selain Engkau. Maha Suci Engkau, sesungguhnya aku termasuk orang-orang yang zalim.'" &lt;/i&gt;(Surah Al-Anbiya': 87)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahualam   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7781353-4108900366831286069?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4108900366831286069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/4108900366831286069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4108900366831286069' title='Bangau Oh Bangau'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-6638831643871997793</id><published>2007-09-20T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:47:15.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan suka selalu ketawakan orang :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DmIaet4yiMc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DmIaet4yiMc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-6638831643871997793?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/6638831643871997793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/6638831643871997793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6638831643871997793' title='Jangan suka selalu ketawakan orang :D'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-3309305140922356353</id><published>2007-09-18T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T02:38:02.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melawan 'Mike Tyson' di dalam diri kita</title><content type='html'>Seperti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di dalam Hadis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Abu Hurairah r.a meriwayatkan bahawa Rasulullah s.a.w bersabda:&lt;em&gt; “Apabila tiba Ramadhan, maka pintu rahmat akan dibuka, pintu neraka Jahannam akan ditutup, dan syaitan akan ditambat”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tapi sekiranya begitu? Macam mana kita masih bole nampak ader pakcik2 di Geylang minum di depan khalayak ramai tanpa segan silu? Kan setan dah kena tambat? Ada yang terlepas ker?"&lt;/em&gt; Itulah soalan yang diajukan kepada kita oleh Ustaz Abdul Rahman semasa Kuliah ilmu yang lalu.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ada yang menjawab&lt;em&gt; "Nafsu ustaz.." "Knapa pulak dengan nafsu tu..?"&lt;/em&gt; Dan apabila tiada yang menjawab barulah Ustaz Abdul Rahman menerangkan lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mike Tyson bagus dlm boxing kan? Siapa tak kenal.. Iron Mike.. Skali tumbuk K.O orang.Tapi siapakah orang mula2 ajar Mike ni technique2 boxing? - Personal Trainer dia yang train dia.Cara2 dia gerak geri dia. Jadik kalau haritu trainer dier takder, masih boletak Mike tyson ni gi boxing dgn opponent dia?"&lt;/em&gt; -- Suma mengangguk kepala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sudah tentu bole. Personal Trainer ni bole diibaratkan syaitan dan yang dilatih dan dididik itu adalah nafsu kita. Walaupun syaitan telah diikat dan dihambat sewaktu Ramadhan, amalan2 buruk kita sewaktu sebelumnya yang telah dilatih oleh syaitan tetap masih ada pada nafsu kita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jadi, sewaktu di bulan Ramadhan inilah kita berdoa kepada Allah s.w.t semoga kita dapat menundukkan 'Mike Tyson' kita supaya tidak melakukan maksiat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Kiasan yang mudah difahami tetapi dalam maknanya..&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah.. Peliharalah Iman kami.. Amin Ya Rabbal Alamin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-3309305140922356353?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3309305140922356353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/3309305140922356353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3309305140922356353' title='Melawan &apos;Mike Tyson&apos; di dalam diri kita'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-1576749531996250572</id><published>2007-09-16T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:02:34.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deal or No Deal</title><content type='html'>Managed to catch a couple of the reruns of the Game show - Deal or No Deal while waiting for break fast time at home. It was the first time I was actually watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, all I managed to see was a glimpse of the advertisement of the show. Seeing contestants dancing and having a good time. My thoughts were, "Hey.. they must've been winning quite a lot to be dancing on national TV"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after watching it for myself, I realised that the "dancing part" was only a portion of the true picture of the entire game. The game basically toys Man's idea or should i say DESIRE of getting rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m sure most of you would have known the rules so I shall spare the details but the best part of the game which I truly love is - The call from the banker. The serious face of Adrian Pang as if he's on the line with Roman Abramovich; telling him that Roman had enough of Chelsea FC and is now considering buying Sengkang Punggol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that brief phone call, the host then offers the contestant with a sum of money which might be bigger or smaller than the briefcase he had chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I had seen so far, with the vocal opinion of the spectators, friends and family, contestants are usually coerced into going all the way till the very last briefcase with the promise of that BIG MONEY. Much to their disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this contestant who was offered $9k by the banker but of course it was rejected because he 'thought' he was going to win more than that and ended up winning $25. His reason was "Hey, I came with nothing and I enjoyed myself" but if he was then his face was lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point here is that, it is best if we adopt a rational thinking approach. Sometimes we neglect a better opening that is presented to us just because we think we can make it bigger or reject a better hand in marriage just because you think that Prince Charming will be sweeping of your feet anytime (&lt;em&gt;not that I had a marriage proposal rejected&lt;/em&gt; :p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, my theory in winning this game is, to grab the offer when the banker double or triples his amount. Going all the way to the last briefcase will only bring you heartache unless of course you have X-Ray vision and can see through those briefcases. &lt;br /&gt;You can try the game for yourself if you want, just to prove my theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dealornodeal.com.sg/game.htm"&gt;http://www.dealornodeal.com.sg/game.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Have a Blessed Ramadhan ahead. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-1576749531996250572?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1576749531996250572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/1576749531996250572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1576749531996250572' title='Deal or No Deal'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781353.post-8251225547029878961</id><published>2007-09-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T01:13:48.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning</title><content type='html'>May Peace Be Upon You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s been awhile since I've been long gone from this blogging world and what better way to start blogging with a new template. Yeah, its a standard template but hey, I think I like it better when it's simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading all my previous posts that I typed so far. All the complaints that I had during NS. All the new resolution that I set for myself. Basically all the ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say reading them again makes me laugh..Its like reading a novel of myself. A boring novel? I`m not sure but that's what makes me what I am today and I thank Allah for letting me cross path with quite a diverse group of people in this world with some making a significant impact in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. What am I up to right now might be your question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I`m now furthering my studies full time @ MDIS in a similar IT field that I did in Poly. Insya`Allah if all goes well, I`ll finish in Dec `08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ramadhan's coming... A month that is filled with loads of opportunities to be closer to Him. A month to reflect and a month to be a better muslim than I am right now Insya`Allah. Slamat Berpuasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781353-8251225547029878961?l=hafizh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8251225547029878961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781353/posts/default/8251225547029878961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafizh.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8251225547029878961' title='New Beginning'/><author><name>HafizH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792472388578491471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GJm2WX9t8y8/SFTdzkNNNEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7nbKL27zPls/S220/CIMG1191.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
