<?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-780588629475036358</id><updated>2012-02-06T00:38:16.217Z</updated><category term='ilmu'/><category term='Islam'/><category term='leisure'/><category term='job'/><category term='personal'/><category term='news'/><category term='soul'/><category term='cerita'/><category term='ayark'/><category term='video'/><category term='peraturan'/><category term='ramadhan'/><category term='outlandish'/><category term='palestine'/><title type='text'>.:: In Search Of His Mercy ::.</title><subtitle type='html'>Dari Abu Hurairah r.a ia berkata : Rasulullah s.a.w.  bersabda : “Tatkala Allah menciptakan makhluk, Ia menulis pada suatu kitab. Kitab itu berada di sisiNya di atas ‘Arasy, bertuliskan : “Sesungguhnya rahmat-Ku mengalahkan murka-Ku.”
(HR. Bukhari dan Muslim)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7351797777150980776</id><published>2009-08-22T16:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:00:20.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pena-terbang.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SpAV0iT8dYI/AAAAAAAAAfM/QzRL9W2Uvbg/s320/BlogHomePage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372818347760842114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a new 'home'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new and refreshing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're are welcomed to --&gt; &lt;a href="http://pena-terbang.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pena-Terbang&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/780588629475036358-7351797777150980776?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7351797777150980776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7351797777150980776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7351797777150980776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7351797777150980776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2009/08/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SpAV0iT8dYI/AAAAAAAAAfM/QzRL9W2Uvbg/s72-c/BlogHomePage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-503422726066495282</id><published>2008-05-25T16:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:04:31.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond the norm</title><content type='html'>let me be the stranger..today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the Soutul Salam's fisrt ever single..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wzm6HNme8B4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wzm6HNme8B4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" 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;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's written in the history&lt;br /&gt;Islam once ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;But I'm standing here in melancholy&lt;br /&gt;How can I claim of such word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days have left us so far&lt;br /&gt;Unreachable beauty like the star&lt;br /&gt;History left ajar&lt;br /&gt;Could I ever heal the scar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c/o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to Islam today?&lt;br /&gt;Why the feeling of me going astray?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, I plead and pray&lt;br /&gt;Steadfast my faith in the righteous way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghurabaa..&lt;br /&gt;Bada'al Islamu Ghareeban&lt;br /&gt;Saya3oudul Islamu Ghareeban&lt;br /&gt;Fathouba lil ghurabaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on brothers let us reform&lt;br /&gt;Stand united through blizzard storm&lt;br /&gt;Let not our path be lured into darkness&lt;br /&gt;We shall go beyond the norm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating my own fear&lt;br /&gt;With this heart craving for a guidance&lt;br /&gt;All the things I hold so dear&lt;br /&gt;Put my dean in a distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam is now estranged&lt;br /&gt;Estranged from its former existence&lt;br /&gt;For indeed we are strangers&lt;br /&gt;Cause Islam's our conscience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat c/o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song &amp;amp; Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Mohammad Ihab Ismail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fathouba lil ghurabaa..&lt;br /&gt;glad tiding for strangers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-503422726066495282?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/503422726066495282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=503422726066495282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/503422726066495282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/503422726066495282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/beyond-norm.html' title='beyond the norm'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6264065318059442556</id><published>2008-05-22T00:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:19:28.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>just a few more weeks to go...</title><content type='html'>I was 44kg 4 years ago (i still remember how I was not 'heavy enough' to donate blood while i am the one who organising the Blood Donation Day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost 4 kilos within this 4 full-of-anxiety months! It took my 4 healthy years to get to 47 kg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SDSy8fQ7sKI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UxqmvD-8_4s/s1600-h/47866472_8a332c78ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SDSy8fQ7sKI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UxqmvD-8_4s/s320/47866472_8a332c78ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202980221774180514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my 'craziness' on food when I am all stressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and now I am back to 43kg! I will definitely hit the '47' back! (It might as well take a year to hit the number though). Just wait for a few more weeks...just  a few more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;-The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the floor-The one who kneels to Allah can stand up to anything-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-6264065318059442556?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6264065318059442556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6264065318059442556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6264065318059442556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6264065318059442556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-few-more-weeks-to-go.html' title='just a few more weeks to go...'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SDSy8fQ7sKI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UxqmvD-8_4s/s72-c/47866472_8a332c78ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1781719807255149904</id><published>2008-05-17T10:35:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:54:52.364+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mereka yang berjasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC6oNfQ7sHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/j4qC0rvWShs/s1600-h/1645047960_9acf9b55be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC6oNfQ7sHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/j4qC0rvWShs/s320/1645047960_9acf9b55be.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201279569343787122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MRSM PC : 'Taman Ulat'. Banyak ulat tetapi masih menjadi pilihan untuk 'homeroom meeting'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC6oSfQ7sII/AAAAAAAAAVI/PB8Yto74nN0/s1600-h/2048487961_752ace0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC6oSfQ7sII/AAAAAAAAAVI/PB8Yto74nN0/s320/2048487961_752ace0262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201279655243133058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MRSM PC : Tangga pusing- kenangan roll call bersama Puan Warden setiap Jumaat pagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Masih teringat dipaksa handle morning roll call, perhimpunan paling 'dibenci' oleh penghuni MRSM PC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC6oHvQ7sGI/AAAAAAAAAU4/vJpBviojTfs/s1600-h/2401525729_2bcb89e8c3_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC6oHvQ7sGI/AAAAAAAAAU4/vJpBviojTfs/s320/2401525729_2bcb89e8c3_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201279470559539298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebahagian mereka yang berjasa. Ya Allah, kurniakan mereka rahmat kasih sayangMu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sajak - Guru Oh Guru&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Dedikasi untuk guru-guruku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;BERBURU ke padang datar&lt;br /&gt;Dapat rusa belang kaki&lt;br /&gt;Berguru kepala ajar&lt;br /&gt;Ibarat bunga kembang tak jadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialah pemberi paling setia&lt;br /&gt;Tiap akar ilmu miliknya&lt;br /&gt;Pelita dan lampu segala&lt;br /&gt;Untuk manusia sebelum jadi dewasa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dialah ibu dialah bapa juga sahabat&lt;br /&gt;Alur kesetiaan mengalirkan nasihat&lt;br /&gt;Pemimpin yang ditauliahkan segala umat&lt;br /&gt;Seribu tahun katanya menjadi hikmat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jika hari ini seorang Perdana Menteri berkuasa&lt;br /&gt;Jika hari ini seorang Raja menaiki takhta&lt;br /&gt;Jika hari ini seorang Presiden sebuah negara&lt;br /&gt;Jika hari ini seorang ulama yang mulia&lt;br /&gt;Jika hari ini seorang peguam menang bicara&lt;br /&gt;Jika hari ini seorang penulis terkemuka&lt;br /&gt;Jika hari ini siapa sahaja menjadi dewasa;&lt;br /&gt;Sejarahnya dimulakan oleh seorang guru biasa&lt;br /&gt;Dengan lembut sabarnya mengajar tulis-baca.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Di mana-mana dia berdiri di muka muridnya&lt;br /&gt;Di sebuah sekolah mewah di Ibu Kota&lt;br /&gt;Di bangunan tua sekolah Hulu Terengganu&lt;br /&gt;Dia adalah guru mewakili seribu buku;&lt;br /&gt;Semakin terpencil duduknya di ceruk desa&lt;br /&gt;Semakin bererti tugasnya kepada negara.&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah apa pun pada akhir kehidupanmu, guruku&lt;br /&gt;Budi yang diapungkan di dulangi ilmu&lt;br /&gt;Panggilan keramat "cikgu" kekal terpahat&lt;br /&gt;Menjadi kenangan ke akhir hayat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;USMAN AWANG&lt;br /&gt;1979&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: tak dapat jumpa photo2 SMK Tengku Mahmud and Kolej MARA Seremban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-1781719807255149904?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1781719807255149904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1781719807255149904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1781719807255149904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1781719807255149904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/mereka-yang-berjasa.html' title='mereka yang berjasa'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC6oNfQ7sHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/j4qC0rvWShs/s72-c/1645047960_9acf9b55be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2392450466545389064</id><published>2008-05-11T22:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:31:59.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hari-hari adalah harimu..</title><content type='html'>beberapa bulan setelah ayah tiada lagi dalam hidup saya, barulah saya sedar yang saya kurang berusaha untuk 'berbaik' dengan emak. Segala-galanya saya kongsi dengan ayah tapi bukan emak. Kenapa? saya kurang pasti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa tahun setelah itu, saya mulai sedar. Ketiadaan ayah dalam hidup saya adalah satu anugerah. Kenapa? Saya mula melihat kehadiran emak dalah 'gambar-gambar kehidupan' saya. Walau dimarah, walau dicubit dan dirotan, itulah gambar kehidupan saya. Merajuk, menangis dan memberontak adalah gambar kehidupan saya. Kehidupan zamaan remaja yang mencabar untuk saya. Dan emak, tanpa kehadiran seorang lelaki bernama suami. Emak tetap emak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC9OQ_Q7sJI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VxipeOSiT1Q/s1600-h/hari+ibu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC9OQ_Q7sJI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VxipeOSiT1Q/s320/hari+ibu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201462148403540114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini, segala-galanya saya kongsi dengan emak. Kerana saya mulai faham. Betapa emak mahu menjadi sebahagian kehidupan saya. Malah saya mahu emak kongsi segala-galanya dengan saya. Kerana saya mahu menjadi seluruh kehidupan emak. Semoga saya tidak lupa mendoakan emak sebagaimana emak tidak pernah lupa mendoakan saya. Hari-hari adalah hari ibu untuk emak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Hujan teringatkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Tentang satu rindu&lt;br /&gt;Dimasa yang lalu&lt;br /&gt;Saat mimpi masih indah bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terbayang satu wajah&lt;br /&gt;Penuh cinta penuh kasih&lt;br /&gt;Terbayang satu wajah&lt;br /&gt;Penuh dengan kehangatan&lt;br /&gt;Kau ibu Oh ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alloh izinkanlah aku&lt;br /&gt;Bahagiakan dia&lt;br /&gt;Meski dia telah jauh&lt;br /&gt;Biarkanlah aku&lt;br /&gt;Berarti untuk dirinya&lt;br /&gt;oh ibu oh ibu kau ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terbayang satu wajah&lt;br /&gt;Penuh cinta penuh kasih&lt;br /&gt;Terbayang satu wajah&lt;br /&gt;Penuh dengan kehangatan&lt;br /&gt;Kau ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terbayang satu wajah&lt;br /&gt;Penuh cinta penuh kasih&lt;br /&gt;Terbayang satu wajah&lt;br /&gt;Penuh dengan kehangatan&lt;br /&gt;Kau ibu oh ibu kau ibu&lt;br /&gt;oh ibu oh ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujan teringatkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Tentang satu rindu&lt;br /&gt;Dimasa yang lalu&lt;br /&gt;Saat mimpi masih indah bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;Kau ibu kau ibu kau ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opick - Satu Rindu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/780588629475036358-2392450466545389064?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2392450466545389064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2392450466545389064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2392450466545389064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2392450466545389064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/hari-hari-adalah-harimu.html' title='hari-hari adalah harimu..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SC9OQ_Q7sJI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VxipeOSiT1Q/s72-c/hari+ibu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6977721444779280319</id><published>2008-05-08T00:13:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:12:57.211+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Double standard</title><content type='html'>Dalam kesibukan menyiapkan projek tahun akhir yang sungguh memeningkan kepala, sesekali aku tersedar aku sudah jarang memanjangkan bacaan 'surat cinta' yang biasanya aku amalkan usai solat2 fardhu..Hm..atas alasan apa? perlu bergegas sambung buat kerja...tambah2 kalau besoknya ada group meeting or supervised meeting. sedang aku lupa relative effectiveness kerja dengan banyak masa yang diperuntukkan untuk satu2 kerja itu bukan satu kepada satu (not 1:1 ratio). &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This is what we called berkat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SCJD3RtRR0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/CKUVYECssqo/s1600-h/37871123_1eb522c555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SCJD3RtRR0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/CKUVYECssqo/s320/37871123_1eb522c555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197791536864118594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Berkat Masa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walaupun dalam sehari kita diberikan 24jam. tetapi kita sebenarnya diberi lebih dari itu..atau kurang dari itu, heh!. Pernah tak berasa seperti dah lame buat kerja tapi bila belek2 jam baru sekejap berlalu. Sedar-sedar kita dh siapkan kerja yang sepatutnya kita buat tu. lebih2 lagi musim exam macam sekarang ni. Satu jam je study tapi dah bnyak topic cover, wah! itulah berkat masa...one day could be 48 hours...it depends on what basis we are measuring on. Kalau abeskan dgn main games je...or tgk drama korea, your day could be shorter than everyone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bagaimana mendapat berkat masa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku pun tak tahu. Yang pasti itu kurniaan Allah kepada mereka-mereka yang terpilih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Double standard solat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Huh? ada? ada..bukan tak ada. Bercakap untuk diri sendiri, bila diri dah disibukkan dengan urusan dunia, diri 'hilang pertimbangan'. Asyik nak cepat jer. Sampaikan solat pun cepat lah jugak. Ini yang dikatakan men-double standard-kan solat. Sedangkan solat itulah pengubat segala permasalahan yang bermain dalam kotak pikiran. Sedang solat itulah ruang untuk melepaskan lelah. Sedang solat itulah waktu untuk merintih dan mengadu. Walaupun kekusyukan solat sekali lagi tidak berkadar langsung dengan lama nya kita amik untuk bersolat, tapi secara relativen-nya lama kita untuk mengadu nasib dengan pencipta berkadar langsung dengan banyak mana permintaan dan permasalahan kita...(huh??). Teringat kisah yang dibentangkan sewaktu sesi usrah kami wkend lepas mengenai teguran oleh Urwah bin Az-Zubair terhadap seorang lelaki yang dilihatnya sangat bercepat-cepatan dalam solat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;" tidak adakah permintaan mu terhadap Allah. Aku meminta segala-gala nya dalam solat ku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waa...malunya diri sendiri! Banyak permintaan tapi s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edikit solatnya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Kehidupan dunia dijadikan terasa indah bagi pandangan orang-orang kafir dan mereka menghina orang-orang yang beriman. Padahal orang-orang yang bertaqwa itu berada di atas mereka (darjat) pada hari kiamat. Dan Allah memberi rezeki kepada mereka yang Allah kehendaki tanpa perhitungan" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Al-Baqarah: 212&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SCJECBtRR2I/AAAAAAAAAUo/DMGd2tJb6RE/s1600-h/905349198_05fbd26718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SCJECBtRR2I/AAAAAAAAAUo/DMGd2tJb6RE/s320/905349198_05fbd26718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197791721547712354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sujud kemerdekaan....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;sujud itu menundukkan dahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;tetapi memuliakan muslim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang bertakbir kepada Allah&lt;br /&gt;dan bertasbih kepadaNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si jahil menyangkanya belenggu ke atas hamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;tetapi sujudlah yang memusnahkan segala belenggu&lt;/span&gt; masalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di dlm kemuliaan sujud,&lt;br /&gt;semua akan tunduk&lt;br /&gt;kepada muslim yang sujud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seluruh alam takut&lt;br /&gt;kepada kata-kata dan perbuatannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;wajah dan seluruh anggotanya diletakkan dibumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetapi dia menggoncangkan gunung ganang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meruntuhkan syirik,&lt;br /&gt;was-was di dalam diri si jahil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetapi membangunkan segala generasi dalam ketenangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;kerana hati ada perjalanan yang menundukkan bumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;lantaran kehebatan dan kebesaranNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sujud kepada Allah&lt;br /&gt;dan mengesakanNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu mantap dan kuat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;terhapuslah setiap penzalim yang sombong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barangsiapa menghayati sujud ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dia menikmati kepimpinan&lt;br /&gt;dan ketuanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;di muka bumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan keagunganNya,&lt;br /&gt;rahmat dan keindahanNya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Abdul Wahab Azzam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-6977721444779280319?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6977721444779280319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6977721444779280319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6977721444779280319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6977721444779280319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/double-standard.html' title='Double standard'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SCJD3RtRR0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/CKUVYECssqo/s72-c/37871123_1eb522c555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1210815348355572308</id><published>2008-05-03T02:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:09:52.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilihlah aku...happy birthday to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1st May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;received text birthday wishes from Emak, Abg+Kak Fiza (we shared birthdate-happy birthday to us ;)) in the very morning..then, activating my voip to reply them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SB25eIjaMDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zdRypOWKEXQ/s1600-h/91685422_27d6f74a94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SB25eIjaMDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zdRypOWKEXQ/s320/91685422_27d6f74a94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196513472398635058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;replied to: Mom&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"Terima kasih mak. Doakan kakak dipermudahkan Allah dalam urusan project tahun akhir di sini. Doakan juga kakak senang dapat kerja nanti yer. Love you  mak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;morning &lt;/span&gt;- updating GSK visit presentation, rehearsing in front of supervisor and more updating..until 4 in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;afternoon&lt;/span&gt; - grabbed fish pie (dinner??) while packing stuff before get going to department. Appointment with Dr Nagy at 6pm and get going to Dardford at 7pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;evening&lt;/span&gt; -arrived at Marriott Hotel at 9.30...it was a very nice luxurious room...(birthday present??-huhu). grabbed a banana before going to sleep..(i heard my group mates were going for swimming and even spa!...before enjoying their drink at nearer bar..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;turning 23 means i have more responsibilities. I will be asked for what i have done during my teenager years..what i have done for the sake of my religion?????did i have done enough for my action on syahadah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SB26YojaMEI/AAAAAAAAATA/oGia5EYVktM/s1600-h/519128216_2ee1534888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SB26YojaMEI/AAAAAAAAATA/oGia5EYVktM/s320/519128216_2ee1534888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196514477420982338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;this is my birthday wish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Ya Allah ya Rabbi. Berkatilah usiaku. Panduilah aku dalam membuat apa jua keputusan dalam hidup ini. Ya Allah ya Rahman, jangan kau palingkan wajahMu dariku ini. Pilihlah aku...pilihlah aku menjadi salah seorang yang menghuni syurgaMu. Pilihlah aku menjadi salah seorang yang mendapat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; redhaMu. Pilihlah aku menjadi salah seorang yang mencintai dan mengikut RasulMu. Pilihlah aku menjadi salah seorang yang berbakti di atas agamaMu. Ya Allah Tuhan Yang Maha Kaya dengan sifat penyayang..semoga bertambahya usiaku ini bertambah juga kecintaan ku kepadaMu, kepada RasulMu, kepada agamaMu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SB25YIjaMCI/AAAAAAAAASw/lG5AfOD_ZUU/s1600-h/2254514202_9af0ab1c46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SB25YIjaMCI/AAAAAAAAASw/lG5AfOD_ZUU/s320/2254514202_9af0ab1c46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196513369319419938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;theme song for my birthday this year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Sejuta Harapan - Da'i Nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Sejuta harapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Yang aku sandarkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Seberkas cahayaMu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Untuk terangi jalanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Tanpa rahmat ampunMu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Tanpa kasih sayangMu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Hampa terasa hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Ku ingin bersamaMu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Dekat selalu denganMu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Bahagia bersamaMu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Ya Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Terangilah gelap hitam hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Ya Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Sucikanlah hati ikhlas untukMu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( i like the arabic version more..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-1210815348355572308?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1210815348355572308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1210815348355572308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1210815348355572308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1210815348355572308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/pilihlah-akuhappy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Pilihlah aku...happy birthday to me'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SB25eIjaMDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zdRypOWKEXQ/s72-c/91685422_27d6f74a94.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2622680864264679598</id><published>2008-05-03T01:57:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:21:55.867+01:00</updated><title type='text'>unwind mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;30th april&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prepare for GSK visit presentation -whole morning &amp;amp; afternoon&lt;br /&gt;internation day 08 - was not really catch my interest this time. (sempat cilok rojak buah jer kt malaysian booth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu_KojaL9I/AAAAAAAAASI/tN0QgB9ze2U/s1600-h/1214089691_23f6793827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu_KojaL9I/AAAAAAAAASI/tN0QgB9ze2U/s320/1214089691_23f6793827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195956784507531218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later in the evening having dinner with 'the girls team' at eastern garden-indian cuisine!. no one even bother to cook. so, we were having a nice dinner out [unwind mode]. no project conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu_PYjaL-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZD6psLSQECQ/s1600-h/1317222576_24e94bbc9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu_PYjaL-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZD6psLSQECQ/s320/1317222576_24e94bbc9b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195956866111909858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an article really catch my eyes....that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Kehidupan kita secara beransur-ansur akan berubah. Masuk ke alam kerjaya. Ada keluarga dan anak-anak. Kenalan semakin meluas dan pelbagai ragamnya.Keperluan kewangan semakin meningkat. Tanggungjawab semakin berat. Semua pihak mula menuntut sesuatu dari kita; dari ibu bapa,anak-anak, suami atau isteri, majikan, , rakan-rakan, kenalan dan sebagainya. Usia pula semakin menua, sekali gus menjadikan jasad tidak selincah dulu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Baca lagi di sini &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://satuperkongsian.wordpress.com/2008/04/27/perlu-lebih-kuat-kerana-hidup-akan-makin-sukar/"&gt;&gt;&gt;Perlu lebih kuat kerana hidup akan semakin sukar&lt;&lt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and later on the day..i came across the ayah that boost motivation...indeed. the ayah that are always read before going to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Yang menciptakan hidup dan mati untuk menguji kamu siapakah yang lebih baik amalnya."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Al-Mulk : 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lebih baik amalnya...bukan lebih banyak amalnya. Strive for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu_a4jaL_I/AAAAAAAAASY/Y9YQyd6DmCQ/s1600-h/1943486952_fc50daf789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu_a4jaL_I/AAAAAAAAASY/Y9YQyd6DmCQ/s320/1943486952_fc50daf789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195957063680405490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued to do detailed calculation for project until after midnight...until i was stopped by a text message wishing me 23rd birthday....owh...it was already 1st May in Malaysia ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-2622680864264679598?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2622680864264679598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2622680864264679598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2622680864264679598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2622680864264679598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/unwind-mode.html' title='unwind mode'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu_KojaL9I/AAAAAAAAASI/tN0QgB9ze2U/s72-c/1214089691_23f6793827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-3872078913368172472</id><published>2008-05-03T01:05:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:25:29.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'>emotionally in pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;29 th April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended supervised meeting. nothing much to be discussed in term of work progress- a bit clueless. was 'strongly' advised in regards CSD modelling. need to do deeper research and detailed calculation. suggested control P&amp;amp;IDs which drawn during hour break was also 'technically corrected'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu1kYjaL8I/AAAAAAAAASA/s1E6QjhAccY/s1600-h/2435061302_1497eb1209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu1kYjaL8I/AAAAAAAAASA/s1E6QjhAccY/s320/2435061302_1497eb1209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195946231772884930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam : don't be afraid of going and seeing him again. Go and ask more!&lt;br /&gt;Chris : he's just being passion today..&lt;br /&gt;Paul (he was not around....:|)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home in no good. a lot of works to do. not much time left...way too behind. To God i turned to. but my heart was still terribly ache. after finishing asr prayer, I grabbed my old sony ericson mobile and called my sister in leicester...(thanks my dearie for being my crying shoulder. U are always there when i was all sad. thanks for listening to my not-relevent-to-you engineering thingy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on the day, i read His love letter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Ingatlah wali-wali Allah itu tidak ada rasa takut pada mereka dan mereka tidak bersedih hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; iaitu ora&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ng-orang yang beriman dan sentiasa bertaqwa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yunus: 62-63&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Dan janganlah kamu bersedih dengan kata-kata mereka.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;us : 65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBuzO4jaL7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/t0q7jZKJoiM/s1600-h/1922104664_4211c735d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBuzO4jaL7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/t0q7jZKJoiM/s320/1922104664_4211c735d4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195943663382441906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Those words are answering me. My heart left in peace.&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, I know You are always there..for me. Thanks God. Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me when i am whining...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-3872078913368172472?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/3872078913368172472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=3872078913368172472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3872078913368172472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3872078913368172472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/emotionally-in-pain.html' title='emotionally in pain'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBu1kYjaL8I/AAAAAAAAASA/s1E6QjhAccY/s72-c/2435061302_1497eb1209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2224868477788396139</id><published>2008-04-24T19:23:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:23:27.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...and somehow i'm counting days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;it happened again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;the feeling that i can't get rid of..I wanted to go back to Malaysia so badly!..I wanted to be at home...just at home. I first experienced this kind of feeling when i was about to sit for my SPM in 2002. That time i was struggling studying in MRSM Pengkalan Chepa. It was just 1 hour driving from home. The first time ever i was crying over the phone with mother. Asking her permission to get home which she strongly denied my request...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;and now...i am thousand miles away from home. Two months before graduating from Chemical Engineering Department of Loughborough University after four years facing ups and downs. Struggling finishing my final year project, in pain. Hoping for first class results yet failed to put first class effort. I can't crying over the phone anymore for mother will be all the way worrying about me here...I once thinking of staying for a few more years in UK but after all, i trust my feeling that i can't stay any much longer here...I wanted to get back to Malaysia..for good!..and somehow, i am counting the days....just 2 months to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBDbqYjaL6I/AAAAAAAAARw/Rq8jaacpjGA/s1600-h/1518809911_f627be69aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBDbqYjaL6I/AAAAAAAAARw/Rq8jaacpjGA/s320/1518809911_f627be69aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192891891550138274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'O Lord! The Most Gracious... I know I have no place to turn to but You. Give me strength when I am all weak. Give me hope when I am helpless. O Allah Oft-Forgiving. Please forgive me for not trying my best. Please guide me when I am all lost. O Allah, nothing is easy except what You have made easy.O Allah, I ask you for the understanding of the Prophet and the memory of messenger and those nearest to you. O Allah, You are my availer, and protector and best of aid. O Allah, hear me and all my worries.  Allah All-Knowing All Wise'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Wahai orang-orang beriman! Mohonlah pertolongan Allah dengan sabar dan solat. Sungguh, Allah bersama orang-orang yg sabar"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Al-Baqarah : 153&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-2224868477788396139?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2224868477788396139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2224868477788396139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2224868477788396139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2224868477788396139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-somehow-im-counting-days.html' title='...and somehow i&apos;m counting days'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/SBDbqYjaL6I/AAAAAAAAARw/Rq8jaacpjGA/s72-c/1518809911_f627be69aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-8622274896803897749</id><published>2007-12-13T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:52:41.749Z</updated><title type='text'>..alangkah indah hidup bersama Ilahi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HPsD0vPWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tvpniD5AH8A/s1600-h/spaceball2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HPsD0vPWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tvpniD5AH8A/s320/spaceball2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143620605281516898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2Ew8z0vPUI/AAAAAAAAARA/77qRq7JYai4/s1600-h/280634352_7927e09b0b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2Ew8z0vPUI/AAAAAAAAARA/77qRq7JYai4/s320/280634352_7927e09b0b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143446070695509314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hellmy/280634352/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hellmy/280634352/" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ya Allah, permudahkanlah segala urusan ku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ya Allah pilihlah aku menjadi seorang yang berbakti di jalan-Mu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Berdoalah kepada-Ku, niscaya akan Kuperkenankan bagimu. Sesungguhnya orang-orang yang menyombongkan diri dari menyembah-Ku akan masuk neraka Jahanam dalam keadaan hina dina"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Mu'min : 60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Ke mana aku menghilang?? Bukan tak mahu update blog, tapi rasanya masa lebih bertumpu pada e-journal dan article-article. Module ke-3 untuk MEng programme, APPLIED HETEROGENEOUS CATALYSIS. File hitam dengan lecture content setebal satu inci perlu dihadam dalam masa seminggu. Setiap hari lecture bermula seawal 9 pagi dan habis sekitar 5 petang dengan lunch break at 1 for an hour. Cukup untuk solar Zohor dan Asar. Maghrib, pula sempat diselamatkan selepas kelas (Seminggu yang lepas, record tak pernah solat maghrib di rumah langsung. Mathurat?? Time Isyak baru dapat cover). Tak cukup dengan itu, assignment untuk module ni sungguh memeningkan kepala dan cukup utk mengganggu tidur. 'Novel process in heterogenous catalysis and industrically relevent of the process'. Novel=sesuatu yang belum pernah di propose sebelum ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HQKT0vPXI/AAAAAAAAARY/aYmhCfICws0/s1600-h/2004043491_5ae81b94ac_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HQKT0vPXI/AAAAAAAAARY/aYmhCfICws0/s320/2004043491_5ae81b94ac_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143621124972559730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami satu group, 4 orang. To be exact, aku satu group dengan one of the briliant student in my class. Hati berdetik risau. Macam mane nak cope ni???Adeh..Novel idea? Mine was not novel enough. So were theirs. Our first proposal was rejected. A few more ideas being trashed, with no chances to proceed. Hoho... Finally this guy came with this idea, microreactor, nano nickel catalyst and structural separation of the chiral compound by using zeolite. And alhamdulillah...considered as novel enough by our lecturer.Dah dapat idea, ape nak dirisau kan?? To be in a group where you can't come out with any sort of ideas...is very tense. Feeling as though you are not contributing any ideas for the group is worse. When the other groups were still struggling with novel idea, we had already decided with who's doing what. Not that bad..My part is researching and writing about the background and current work on the microreactor and nano-particle as catalyst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HRjz0vPYI/AAAAAAAAARg/mBVY6c0pwz4/s1600-h/494112406_85ec3cb66e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HRjz0vPYI/AAAAAAAAARg/mBVY6c0pwz4/s320/494112406_85ec3cb66e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143622662570851714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tension tu memang tension. Tidur, makan 2 minggu ni asyik terfikir pasal project je. Boleh dikatakan the toughest and most mind consuming assignment ever...Tapi di sebalik tu, ada satu perkara yang aku terlepas pandang. Since markah project ni akan dibahagikan sama rata between the group members (no peer-assessment), aku teringat doa-doa aku selama ni mintak ALlah permudahkan segala urusan belajarku. Dan ini adalah satu daripada pemakbulan doa, dengan memberikan aku satu group dengan orang yang aku panggil 'the brain'. Idea-idea dan kerja-kerja sangat banyak dibantu oleh this so-called the brain. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnin depan akan bermula perhimpunan musim sejuk tahunan untuk pelajar UK dan Ireland. Seminggu dua ni semua AJK dan mereka yang membantu menggerakkan program ni sibuk berbincang dan mengurus perkara terakhir sebelum program tersebut. Dan syukur kerana tahun ni perhimpunan tersebut dijadualkan berlangsung di Loughborough, 'kampung' aku sendiri. Dan seharusnyalah aku sendiri akan terlibat dalam menguruskan sedikit-sebanyak program tersebut. Di tengah kesibukan module ke-3 yang memeningkan kepala, Allah permudahkan aku dengan group member yang bijak dan senang untuk bekerja sehingga masih ada masa terluang untuk aku menguruskan urusan perhimpunan musim sejuk ni. Dan Allah telah memakbulkan doa aku untuk sentiasa menjadikan aku salah seorang yg boleh menyumbang untuk kerja-kerja amal dan islah dengan menentukan program kali ni berlangsung di Loughborough. Alhamdulillah, boleh aku menyumbang tenaga...menguruskan logistik dan teknikal. Alhamdulillha.....alhamdulillah....alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HS5z0vPZI/AAAAAAAAARo/VHuNUDbCl1U/s1600-h/1061105775_4f01ad6212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HS5z0vPZI/AAAAAAAAARo/VHuNUDbCl1U/s320/1061105775_4f01ad6212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143624140039601554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Kadang-kadang kita bertanya bila Allah akan memakbulkan doa kita. Tapi tanpa sedar sebenarnya Allah telah memakbulkan doa in His best way. Dan kita tidak sedar...dan masih bertanya.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Setiap hari dalam solat dan zikirku, Allah menunjuki aku jalan yang benar. Alhamdulillah, Allah kurniakan aku dengan kawan-kawan yang baik, sebahu berjuang dan faham tentang tanggungjawab. Bersama-sama tegur-menegur dan berusaha utk amar ma'aruf nahi mungkar. Kawan-kawan yang boleh berkongsi masalah dan bersama memantapkan amal. Kawan-kawan yang faham nilai ukhuwah sebenar...Aku akan terus berdoa yang mengharap pada Allah, kerana dengan kasih sayang Allah lah aku berada di mana aku sekarang...Alangkah indah hidup bersama Ilahi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-8622274896803897749?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/8622274896803897749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=8622274896803897749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8622274896803897749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8622274896803897749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/12/alangkah-indah-hidup-bersama-ilahi.html' title='..alangkah indah hidup bersama Ilahi.'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R2HPsD0vPWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tvpniD5AH8A/s72-c/spaceball2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7469544104137149617</id><published>2007-11-29T08:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:05:20.434Z</updated><title type='text'>JOm..Jom..JOM!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msmonline.info/pms07/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Perhimpunan Musim Sejuk (PMS) 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Dimana ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lboro.ac.uk/"&gt;Loughborough&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;one of the largest university town in England.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.msmonline.info/pms07/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R05-JO8bcvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/dADjuZQAQVg/s400/poster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138182921971790578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Perhimpunan Tahunan Pelajar UK dan Ireland Paling Besar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msmonline.info/pms07/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Details di sini &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.msmonline.info/pms07/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R06AaO8bcwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/rtJG09SWA68/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138185413052822274" 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/780588629475036358-7469544104137149617?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7469544104137149617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7469544104137149617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7469544104137149617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7469544104137149617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/11/jomjomjom.html' title='JOm..Jom..JOM!!'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R05-JO8bcvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/dADjuZQAQVg/s72-c/poster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7337985610003345177</id><published>2007-11-28T22:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:37:47.780Z</updated><title type='text'>By the One in Whose hand is my soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Oleh kerana demikian, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;serulah (mereka beriman) dan tetaplah (beriman dan berdakwah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;) sebagaimana diperintahkan kepadamu dan janganlah kamu mengikuti keinginan mereka dan katakanlah " Aku beriman kepada kitab yang diturunkan Allah dan aku diperintahkan agar berlaku adil di antara kamu. Allah Tuhan kami dan Tuhan kamu. Bagi kami perbuatan kami dan bagi kamu perbuatan kamu, Allah mengumpulkan antara kita dan kepadaNyalah (kita) kembali&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Asy-Syura, 42:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; : macam mane?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;: diorang tak nak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; : Tak nak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aku     : diorang bagi alasan busy hari ni. Ade test minggu depan, dan coursework nak kena hantar Friday ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kakak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;: Sorang pun tak nak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aku     : Sorang je yang reply email. Adik kita yang pergi ISK Leicester minggu lepas. She's now positive. Saya tak nak 'hilang' die nanti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aku     : Akak, saya sedihlah. Salah ke cara saya ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; : Janganlah sedih. Inilah die cabaran yang awak kena facing. Kuatkan pergantungan  dengan Allah.  Hanya Allah yang memegang hati -hati diorang.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku     : Mungkin saya belum bersedia nak hadapi adik-adik ni. Allah nak saya lebih bersedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Minggu lepas, aku yang bersungguh-sungguh yakinkan adik-adik tentang perjuangan Rasulullah. Rasulullah bekerja keras dalam pengislahan penduduk mekah.  Bukan sekali dua, malah setiap seorang berpuluh-puluh kali Rasulullah meyakinkan mereka. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Aku baru sekali dua ditolak oleh adik-adik, sudah pun berasa sedih. Kalau dikira, setakat manalah usaha aku ni. Hanyalah 'size of a pea, compared to man weight'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;janganlah kamu berputus asa dari rahmat Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;. Sesungguhnya yang berputus asa dari rahmat Allah hanyalah orang-orang kafir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yusuf, 12: 87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R08S4u8bcxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/k82kkP_qEGQ/s1600-h/berdoa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R08S4u8bcxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/k82kkP_qEGQ/s320/berdoa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138346465736487698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Wahai dzat yang membolak-balikkan hati, teguhkanlah hatiku di atas agamaMu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-7337985610003345177?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7337985610003345177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7337985610003345177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7337985610003345177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7337985610003345177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/11/oleh-kerana-demikian-serulah-mereka.html' title='By the One in Whose hand is my soul'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/R08S4u8bcxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/k82kkP_qEGQ/s72-c/berdoa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4182363947795013020</id><published>2007-11-14T23:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:07:17.901Z</updated><title type='text'>what i am up to at the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.diyplanner.com/files/DSC01103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.diyplanner.com/files/DSC01103.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was my final exam for my second module; Batch Separations and Downstream Processing. The question was the toughest. It took me almost 10 minutes considering which questions should be answered. First time in my history of exams. And I prayed that i have made the right decision. Deep inside reminding myself that it's the effort that counts the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my journey begins. Since aku tak amik next option paper, aku ada almost one whole month free. No lecture, no courseworks and no exams. Masa lapang itu lebih menguji. Kepala berkira-kira pengisian untuk sebulan. Friday evening aku terus bertolak ke rumah Kakak, since her husband was having a meeting for the whole weekend in Ireland. I was there to help her out with housechores and her two daughters. She had an accident and having problem with handling things at the moment. Aku sampai a bit late and she waited for me to have dinner together. We were having dinner as soon as i finished cooking and that time was 9.30 pm. Poor her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, aku siapkan anak-anak Kakak (mandikan diorang) and we had roti paratha and garlic bread for breakfast. About 9.30 in the morning baru ktorng ready to go to Nottingham. We are attending ISK versi Notts a.k.a DC2 SK (Duduk cerita-cerita Sejarah Kita). I drove Kakak huband's car from Loughborough to Nottingham through A60. Thanks to tomtom for helping us out looking for the direction :).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ameersyuhada.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/freakonomics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ameersyuhada.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/freakonomics.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back later in the evening. Although a bit lost, tp berjaya sampai ke train station Loughborough on time untuk pick up Kakak's another 'baby-sitter'. Malamnya, semua orang knackered. I was the first person to fall asleep. The next morning, i was suppose to prepare for my part for usrah; keturunan dan keluarga Rasulullah. Tapi si baby Husna kept on hanging with me. She started to build bondage between us. We had our usrah until afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked back to my hall later in the evening after sending off everyone to train station and mandikan the two girls. Kakak's husband will be home later in the evening. Get home by 6pm and get ready for netball practice at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the day for groceries shopping and @town window shopping and Tuesday was the day for big dinner. InsyaAllah tomorrow I will be driving to Notts again, for weekly halaqah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: still considering joining the girls to London this weekend...thinking of not going, but..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4182363947795013020?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4182363947795013020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4182363947795013020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4182363947795013020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4182363947795013020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-i-am-up-to-at-moment.html' title='what i am up to at the moment'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-897285474484672406</id><published>2007-11-13T22:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:24:57.500Z</updated><title type='text'>what do we wish for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Sesetengah orang tak tahu apa yang patut mereka minta. Kadang-kadang kita minta sesuatu yang kita harapkan berlaku dan minta supaya apa yang telah berlaku bukanlah sebenarnya berlaku. Hampir semua kita begitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.7inspirations.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/07/wishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blog.7inspirations.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/07/wishing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dalam satu babak dalam satu filem lakonan Micheal J.Fox, Micheal kelihatan seperti seorang businessman yang sibuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ketika itu dia sedang bercakap2 di handphonenya di dalam kereta.  Di  belakangnya ada seorang lelaki sedang mengayuh basikal sambil menghisap pipe.  Tiba2 Micheal buka pintu keretanya dan akibatnya lelaki tersebut  terlanggar  pintu tersebut dan te rgolek. Tengah tergocoh2 &amp;amp; sibuk mintak maaf tuh,  handphone Micheal terlepas dari tangan. Sampai je ke atas jalan, datang satu  trailer lenyek handphone. Apa lagi, menyumpah seranah la dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sebagai businessman, tentu handphone tu alat penting  untuknya. Dalam keadaan  marah, terkeluar dari mulut Micheal (lebih kurang  la...) "Saya harap ini tak  pernah terjadi". Rupa2nya lelaki yang bawa  basikal tadi ada kuasa magik. Dia  mampu ulang balik masa dan mereka kembali  ke satu keadaan di mana Micheal masih  dalam kereta dan lelaki tadi masih menunggang basikalnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bila tiba hampir ke kereta Micheal, dia  berhenti. Tiba2 Micheal keluar dari  kereta. Kali ni lelaki tadi tak  melanggar pintunya seperti sebelum ini. Jadi  Micheal terus rancak berbual  hinggalah tiba2 datang trailer dan melanggar  Micheal J. Fox. Lelaki tadi,  yang berada di belakang kereta Micheal &amp;amp;  memerhatikan segalanya, bekata  "Some people just don't know what to wish for"  (Sesetengah orang tak tahu  apa yang patut diminta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://seenobjects.org/images/mediumlarge/2005-10-24-make-a-wish-dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://seenobjects.org/images/mediumlarge/2005-10-24-make-a-wish-dad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Seringkali kita meminta perkara yang seolah-olah perkara itulah yang terbaik untuk diri kita.  Aku selalu mengharapkan menjadi pelajar yang paling pandai di dalam kelas, mengalahkan mamat dan minah-minah saleh. Persoalannya, tahukah kita yang mana terbaik untuk kita? Kalau kita dilahirkan miskin, kita akn meminta untuk dilahirkan kaya. Tapi pastikah kita kekayaaan itu yang terbaik untuk kita. Mungkinkah kekayaan itu akan mengundang pelbagai lagi masalah lain. Kemudian kita akan meminta untuk miskin semula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Tentunya kita selalu mengharapkan keajaiban untuk menajdi manusia yang sempurna atau sekurang-kurangnya 'just nice'. Mungkin kita kehilangan orang tersayang dalam kemalangan dan kita mengharapkan agar dapat diundur masa untuk mengelak kemalangan tersebut dan menyelamatkan orang yang tersayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Aku pernah mengharapkan agar kemalangan 9 tahun lalu tidak berlaku. Sering aku mengharapkan agar lelaki itu masih di sisi, tersenyum melihat kami berdua sekurang-kurangnya dapat memenuhi hajatnya yang tersimpan lama. Tapi pastikah aku dengan apa yang aku harapkan itu adalah yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Persoalannya adakah apa yang aku perolehi sekarang ini bukan yang terbaik? Adakah apa yang kita perolehi sekarang ini bukan yang terbaik? Adakah Allah itu zalim atau pilih kasih dengan memberi sesetengah orang nikmat manakala setengah lagi azab? Bukankah Allah itu Maha Adil? Bukankah Allah itu Maha Mengetahui dan Bijaksana. Jika bergitu, mengapa masih ada sesetengah dari kita yang bernasib malang manakala sesetengah yang lain bernasib baik sepanjang hidup mereka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;We are what we wish for. Kadangkala semasa kita berdoa, kita sendiri kurang faham dengan apa yang kita minta. Ada yang beroda minta selamat sebaliknya Allah berikan dia dengan kesakitan. Dari senang menjadi susah. Bagaimanakah itu? Sebenarnya inilah yang dikatakan sebagai ujian kesabaran. Seandainya imannya tetap kuat, insyaAllah dia akan selamat di akhirat kelak. Aku masih teringat pokok persoalan yang dibincangkan oleh seorang panel ketika winter camp tahun sudah. Hidup ini tidak terlepas dari dua perkara. Nikmat dan ujian. Dan kita tidak akan terlepas dari dua situasi. Bersyukur dan bersabar. Bila diberi nikmat, doa dimakbulkan, maka bersyukurlah. Tetapi jika diuji dengan kesusahan, doa belum dmakbulkan, maka bersabarlah. Itu lebih bak di sisi Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Apabila Allah menentukan sesuatu ke atas kita, percayalah itu adalah yang terbaik. Hanya mata kita yang dikaburi nafsu tidak akan dapat melihat kebaikan yang ada di sebalik sesuatu kejadian. Kadang-kadang kita sukar untuk redha dengan kejadian Allah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Grass is always greener on the other side"&lt;/span&gt;, kan? Kita sentiasa melihat apa yang ada pada orang lain itu lebih baik dari apa yang kita miliki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Sedang Rasulullah s.a.w. telah menasihatkan kita untuk melihat 'orang yang di bawah' dan jangan melihat 'orang yang di atas' kerana itu membuatkan kita untuk lebih bersyukur. Tetapi kita tidak sesekali dihalang untuk berusaha ke arah pembaikan. Tapi bukan bererti kita tak boleh mengejar  yang lebih baik. Kejarlah dunia  seperti akan hidup 1000 tahun lagi. Tapi  dunia itu ibarat bayang-bayang. Makin  dikejar makin ia lari. Kejarlah akhirat  seperti akan mati esok hari. Kerana  akhirat itu umpama matahari. Makin kita  kejar akhirat (matahari), dunia  (bayang-bayng) akan mengejar kita. Rezeki itu hak  Allah maka bermohonlah kepada Yang  Memiliki rezeki itu. Kerana tiada rezeki untuk kita tanpa ada izin dariNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Cukup atau tidak dengan apa yang kita miliki bergantung kepada cukup atau tidak kita bersyukur ke hadrat Allah. JUga bergantung cukup atau tidak kita menahan nafsu. Yang penting pohonlah Allah berikan yang terbaik buat diri kita. (orang yang tidak berdoa dan menghrap dari Allah adalah orang yang sombong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jadi, apakah yang kita buru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Apa yang kita cari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Apa yang kita dapat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Berapa kali pernah kita bersyukur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Wallahu'alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: apa yang berlaku itulah yang terbaik..&lt;/span&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/780588629475036358-897285474484672406?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/897285474484672406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=897285474484672406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/897285474484672406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/897285474484672406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-do-we-wish-for.html' title='what do we wish for?'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6210840167172963750</id><published>2007-11-05T00:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-05T01:29:59.082Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peraturan'/><title type='text'>Islam dan panduan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dan jika kamu mengikut sebahagian besar manusia di bumi ini, nescaya mereka akan menyesatkan kamu dari jalan Allah" - 6:116&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.piperreport.com/archives/images/DRA%20Drug%20Rules.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.piperreport.com/archives/images/DRA%20Drug%20Rules.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;dalam semua hal ajaran Islam sangat praktik dan dinamik.Peraturan Allah bukan satu sekatan untuk kretiviti, innovasi dan kedinamikan fikiran dan pergerakan manusia. Ia hanya satu kawalan bertujuan untuk memanadu manusia untuk mencapai matlamat dalam memenuhi prasyarat untuk mendapat redha Allah seterusnya menyelamatkan manusia.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thehive.modbee.com/files/images/Taxi%20with%20different%20rules.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://thehive.modbee.com/files/images/Taxi%20with%20different%20rules.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Jangan sekali-kali kita menyebabkan peraturan Allah difitnah e.g., apabila kita mengikut peraturan menukar kita menjadi kaku, beku dan tidak produktif lagi. Malah tidak mesra manusia lagi (apatah lagi mesra alam). Kita membina tembok (halangan), bukan jambatan penghubung. Kononnya Islam mengkehendaki kita begitu. Ini satu sikap yang salah. Islam sebenarnya tidak mengikat sebaliknya memerdekakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.j-n-v.org/images/JNV_Badge_Muslim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.j-n-v.org/images/JNV_Badge_Muslim.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Peraturan-peraturan ALlah jika difahami, dihayati dan diamalkan akan memberi kita satu ruang dan peluang yang lebih luas untuk mengembangkan daya kretiviti, bakat dan minat. KITA BEBAS TAPI TIDAK TERBABAS.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;masih bekerja untuk menyiapkan 4000 patah perkataan of dissertation. Sesungguhnya dalam mood untuk menulis tapi bukan untuk blog sendiri. Untuk coursework rather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;ada exams to be prepared for dan ada 4 hari shj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;ada tanggungjawab sosial untuk dilunaskan. Exams maths GCSE sudah terlalu hampir. Revision dan revisionlah wahai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;adik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-6210840167172963750?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6210840167172963750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6210840167172963750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6210840167172963750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6210840167172963750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/11/islam-dan-panduan.html' title='Islam dan panduan'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7259576123391008230</id><published>2007-10-29T12:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:04:31.319Z</updated><title type='text'>Space Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;Muslims have always been interested in studying the skies, and great advances were made in the field of astronomy during the heydays of Muslim civilization. Recent history, however, has seen little participation on the part of Muslim countries in the international efforts of developing space sciences. But this is about to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/32/Sozuztma11crew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/32/Sozuztma11crew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;For decades only the United States and the former Soviet Union were able to mount the necessary financial and human resources to tackle the "final frontier," while other countries took long to materialize similar ambitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;But Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor, an orthopedic surgeon at the Hospital Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia, will not be the first Muslim to cross the 100-km boundary above Earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Read more here &lt;a href="http://www.islamonline.net/servlet/Satellite?c=Article_C&amp;amp;cid=1173695089516&amp;amp;pagename=Zone-English-HealthScience%2FHSELayout"&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: read about Dr. Muszaphar despite doing my job. HELP!&lt;/span&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/780588629475036358-7259576123391008230?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7259576123391008230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7259576123391008230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7259576123391008230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7259576123391008230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/10/space-hero.html' title='Space Hero'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4714445564532013078</id><published>2007-10-28T22:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:28:37.362Z</updated><title type='text'>Rahmat Ujian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;kita semua mesti selalu dapat rasa perasaan bahagia bila semua benda seolah-olah berjalan dengan lancar (things turned to be just fine, lies on the right spot). 2-3 hari ni hati ni terasa seolah sangat senang dan ringan (light). Tapi aku selalu percaya bahawa akan ada timbal balik untuk perasaan bahagia yang dirasa. (buruk sangkakah aku??).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/mrtaufik/blog/KM-D7D-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/mrtaufik/blog/KM-D7D-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Friday, the last day of lecture for separation and downstream processing as well as the day for project presentation. Walaupun penat dengan lecture penuh seminggu, project presentation was the main point where all the 5days-effort was concentrated on. Silent war arised between the two members of my group sungguh lah memenatkan otak. Tapi Alhamdulillah, presentation turned out to be just fine. This is my second time enjoying the project presentation. The first time was when i were in Sweden. Basically,  I managed to answer questions from the examiners for my part. Balik dengan relief. Strolling dengan my housemate and two of my coursemates, Ross and Ryan which we never had chances to have a casual chat before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Usai solat asar, aku bertolak ke rumah naqibah baruku. Malam tu akan ade sitting dengan Kakak dan 5 lagi sisters. Semua kami pernah berusrah bersama tapi dengan naqibah lain. Kali ni kami akan dipimpin oleh seorang naqibah yang berpengalaman luas dengan tarbiyyah di Malaysia. Kakak sudah tinggal di Loughborough hampir 10 bulan tapi kami tak berkesempatan untuk duduk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bertemu lutut&lt;/span&gt; sebab my stay in Sweden during last academic term plus my summer holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kami mulakan usrah dengan mentadabbur surah Yunus ayat 1-12. Kami diterangkan huraian ayat yang sangat berkait dengan kehidupan kami sekarang. Orang-orang yang tidak mengharapkan pertemuan dengan Allah akan dibiarkan oleh Allah berasa kenikmatan hidup di dunia dan berasa senang dengan dunia. Macam Michael Jackson. Mati adalah satu perkara yang belum dimiliki dan kalau boleh dibeli untuk tidak mati, dia tidak akan teragak-agak untuk menghabiskan wang dan hartanya. Tapi contoh yang paling dekat adalah diri sendiri. kadang-kadang aku lupa bahawa pertemuan dengan Allah itulah sesuatu yang sepatutnya selalu aku looking forward. Tengoklah, kadang-kadang terleka dengan urusan dunia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Usrah kali ni sungguh berbeza in term of pendekatan dan sangat menyentuh hati (kalau ikut ayat Ustaz, "masuk dalam hati"). Salah satunya, kami telah 'dipersaudarakan' oleh Kakak seperti persaudaraan ansar dan muhajirin. Walaupun sebenarnya kami telah mengenali sesama sendiri, tapi konsep persaudaraan ini sungguh menarik. Kami akan didenda dengan denda yang berat (belum diketahui bentuk denda) for the next coming usrah jikalau kami tidak boleh menjawab soalan dari Naqibah tentang 'saudara' kami tersebut. Huhuhu...Pendekatan mutaba'ah amal juga amat menarik. Lebih mementingkan istiqamah dan pemantapan berbanding jumlah dan kuantiti. Dan yang penting amalan saling mengingatkan sesama sendiri. Kami digalakkan untuk remind each other mengikut concept cross-current (w/p bukan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saudara ansar-muhajirin&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Disebabkan salah seorang dari kami tidak boleh pulang ke Leicester, aku temankannya bermalam di rumah Kakak. Kami borak panjang sebelum tidur. Berkongsi kisah tentang perkembangan adik-adik di tempat masing-masing. Banyaknya berkenaan perjalanan tarbiyyah dan dakwah kami. Perkara yang kami akan selalu buat apabila berkumpul untuk program daurah di luar lokaliti masing-masing. Pre-sleep sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aku balik ke rumah dihantar oleh Kakak dan suaminya dengan hati yang sungguh lapang. Hati yang kembali 'basah' setelah hampir sebulan kering dari disirami 'air' tarbiyyah. Sampai di rumah masih subuh. Sejuk. Tapi aku teruskan hari minggu dengan mengemas barang-barang bilik yang seminggu sampai, menunggu untuk dikemas. Tertangguh kerna seminggu yang penuh dengan tugas dan hectic. Melihat bilik yang 'kembali ke rupa asal' sungguh memberikan semangat untuk bekerja. Usai solat zuhur, keluar ke town melawat pasar minggu yang sudah lama tidak dijejak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sungguh hari-hari terakhir ini amat membahagiakan. What a bliss. Tapi hati cepat mengingatkan tentang pesanan Kakak tentang ayat ke 12 surah Yunus. Hakikat yang selalu berlaku kepada manusia.  Apabila manusia diuji oleh Allah dengan bahaya dan dugaan, mereka akan berdoa kepada Allah dengan bersungguh-sungguh (dibayangkan dalam ayat tersebut dengan berdoa dalam keadaan berbaring,duduk atau berdiri). Tetapi apabila Allah telah hilangkan bahaya dugaan itu, manusia kembali kepada keadaan seolah-olah tidak pernah berdoa kepada Allah. Sesungguh ujian nikmat itu lebih kuat dari ujian kesusahan. Sering aku terlupa untuk mengingatkan diri tentang dugaan nikmat itulah yang paling menguji iman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sesungguh ujian kebahagiaan yang dirasa ini menuntut sepenuh perhargaan (gratitude) terhadap Allah. Risau akan terlupa untuk terus bersyukur. Namun, hati kuat berkata bahawa ia ini akan diuji dengan penderaan perasaaan lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Malam ini, aku dikhabarkan dengan satu berita yang sedikit(sedikit ke??) menyedihkan. Tapi aku view the news from positive angle. Allah mahu menyelamatkan aku dari meletakkan diri aku pada satu sudut yang memalukan (self-humilating). Walaupun hati kecil masih mahu menafikan kebenaran berita ini, tapi aku akan belajar untuk menerima. Properties built inside myself are not suitable for properties built inside the person for we are not producing any yield if we were added together. Inilah ujian yang aku perlu lalui. Semoga aku mampu bersyukur dengan rahmat ujian ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dalam derita ada bahagia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam gembira mungkin terselit duka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak siapa tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak siapa pinta ujian bertamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibir mudah mengucap sabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hatilah yang remuk menderita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insan memandang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mempunyai berbagai tafsiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segala takdir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terimalah dengan hati yang terbuka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau terseksa ada hikmahnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harus ada rasa bersyukur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap kali ujian menjelma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu jelasnya membuktikan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah mengasihimu setiap masa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Diuji tahap keimanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan ramai terbiar dilalaikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hanya yang terpilih sahaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara berjuta mendapat rahmatNya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Allah rindu mendengarkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rintihanmu berpanjangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bersyukurlah dan tabahlah menghadapi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/efa239bb-409f-42d5-8332-01458450963c&amp;amp;theName=Rahmat Ujian&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="94" width="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=efa239bb-409f-42d5-8332-01458450963c"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/efa239bb-409f-42d5-8332-01458450963c/Rahmat-Ujian/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: akan bertapa untuk menghabiskan 4000wrds of writing..waa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4714445564532013078?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4714445564532013078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4714445564532013078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4714445564532013078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4714445564532013078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/10/kita-semua-mesti-selalu-dapat-rasa.html' title='Rahmat Ujian'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4053765734407699503</id><published>2007-10-24T02:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T02:39:28.044+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation and Downstream Processing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rx6fVh8GLxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RzF4mIZaSfc/s1600-h/timetable.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rx6fVh8GLxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RzF4mIZaSfc/s400/timetable.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124708618230705938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Coursework and exam informations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Project: Team oral report on Friday the 26th October, concentrating on products. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;An individual report at least 4000 words in length, due on Friday 9th November at 9.00 am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The M.Eng final exam will take place in S256 M.Sc lecture room at 10.00 am on Friday the 9th November.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;let them speak! three weeks full of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;p/s: smells the 'tension mode'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4053765734407699503?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4053765734407699503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4053765734407699503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4053765734407699503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4053765734407699503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/10/separation-and-downstream-processing.html' title='Separation and Downstream Processing'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rx6fVh8GLxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RzF4mIZaSfc/s72-c/timetable.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4529052936071698203</id><published>2007-10-18T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T18:23:58.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...it's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;can i remind you that you have a exam on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; friday 19th october&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; room S.2.56 MSc teaching room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; starts at 10.00 to 12 noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok exams. Advanced Biochemical Engineering is the paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RxeDfB8GLvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gvz8cLzn-e8/s1600-h/filtration+grey+scale2HPIM1914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RxeDfB8GLvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gvz8cLzn-e8/s400/filtration+grey+scale2HPIM1914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122707670276910834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;...and it is the effort that counts. InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RxeDpB8GLwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RQOKLRqa3zQ/s1600-h/filtration+grey+scale2HPIM1911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RxeDpB8GLwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RQOKLRqa3zQ/s400/filtration+grey+scale2HPIM1911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122707842075602690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;p/s: finalist mode is in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4529052936071698203?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4529052936071698203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4529052936071698203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4529052936071698203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4529052936071698203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-friday.html' title='...it&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RxeDfB8GLvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gvz8cLzn-e8/s72-c/filtration+grey+scale2HPIM1914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-3195449633569319182</id><published>2007-10-17T21:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T14:03:40.928+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...size of a pea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Last academic term, i lived in the same hall residence where i am now, but in different block. I'd never thought that one day there might be a person would finally notice my existence. Until a few days ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might seem shaggy with his left ear pierced and a big metal necklace around his neck. His dull boring jeans makes him look five years older than his actual age. But he is extremely kind and friendly. Two days after i moved into my new block, he stopped me on my way to school, just to say hi. He said he used to see me live in different block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days ago, we bumped into each other at the stairs down from my block. He was vacuuming the pathway area when I was about to go out for returning my senior's car. He being-so-nicely asking what i was doing during the weekend. I knew at time that he was just wanted to be nice to me. May be when he was looking at me eagerly trying to share stories about celebrating Eid, he just patiently listened to my stories.  At first  he thought that Eid is for Indian but when I told him that Eid is for Muslim, he started to ask a few more things e.g. which country i were from and shouldn't i allowed to drink alcohol. What made up my day was when he told me that I look very nice in my attire. (How shouldn't I look so-easy-to-be-recognized with my flowery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;baju kurung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; and colourful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hijjab &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;all the time. For sure he will recognize me at the time he saw me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we bumped into each other again. And this time, he asked about my other two friends. I told him that we all from Malaysia and all of us are Muslim. That is why are wearing head scarf. And so many times I was emphasizing that we are Muslim throughout my morning conversation. Deep in my heart, I was hoping that he will be moved by the way i was wearing,the way i was talking and importantly by the fact that I am a Muslim. Even though I know i haven't done much but still i strongly believe that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; da'wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; can be done in so many ways and all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My effort compared to the other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;daie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; effort in putting Islam in the forefront is like the size of a pea compared to man weight (credit to my biochemical engineering module). Yet i will keep on trying. Like one of the spoke person used to say in Islam Channel, even a penny of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sadqah&lt;/span&gt; is valuable in the eyes of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Friday= advanced biochemical engineering exam. Need to do more reading..fuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-3195449633569319182?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/3195449633569319182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=3195449633569319182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3195449633569319182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3195449633569319182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/10/size-of-pea.html' title='...size of a pea'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-8894307304132630974</id><published>2007-10-11T23:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:26:54.368+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...huh?? dah raya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sunna.info/souwar/data/media/24/Sunna_info_happy_eid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.sunna.info/souwar/data/media/24/Sunna_info_happy_eid.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"hello sheeda. When is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt;? Is it tomorrow?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"erm. Not sure yet. Is it tomorrow? I thought it's Saturday. I think we better wait for the announcement from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surau&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"okay. If you heard any news, do text me, yeah!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"will do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-6.32pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ne of my bruneian coursemate calling me asking about eid, when two of my flatemates and I were having our iftaar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasik lemak&lt;/span&gt; was the menu. Today is 29th Ramadhan. But UK is unpredictable. Eid may be on tomorrow and may also be on Saturday. For the whole day everyone was talking about eid and we were hoping for it to be on Saturday. Since Friday would cost lectures all day, even though not us 4th yr chemical engineering students but the rest of people and it will definitely make things less enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;then,here it comes. We were having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kueh raya&lt;/span&gt; at C104...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"sheeda..esok raya. Our officer from London just texted me. Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir Batin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-Aqilah, 7.07 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"What??" "Auww...man. Besok raya ke? Tak best nyer"&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;-- shocked big time. Surprisingly, eid is on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Akak..Nasha tak dapat datang la. Orang nak datang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takbir raya&lt;/span&gt; and I need to do cleaning up BIG TIME. Datang raya rumah Nasha besok, sis"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-Nasha, my maths student, 7.07pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Then, everything seems unlikeable. No idea what is first thing to do,what to eat for morning juadah raya,where to go after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;solat raya&lt;/span&gt;, since it is Friday. Then a few calls making their way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;informing first yr students about eid. Where to go for eid prayer. What to wear. Since we didn't prepare for no Friday Plan, no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rewang-rewang raya&lt;/span&gt; on Friday since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; car will available if only Eid was on Saturday. New students will be intertained by their host. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Saturday Plan will go on as planned. Meeting point will informed later and prepare for open houses till late evening.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;morning &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;juadah&lt;/span&gt; still undecideable (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lontong-no tauhu, rendang ayam-no lengkuas, soto-no begedil,kicap and daun bawang)&lt;/span&gt;. Guys will be preparing their own &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi himpit&lt;/span&gt; together with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuah kacang&lt;/span&gt;. Leave us with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/span&gt; from iftaar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tonight, guys are going for their takbir raya from house to house. There are quite a few Malaysian houses around Loughborough. And they were expecting to finish the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takbir raya&lt;/span&gt; by late night. This is what we used to have during eid, every year. Tomorrow a few Malaysian hosts will be having open house. And for us, undergraduate, just get ready with our&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; baju raya&lt;/span&gt; and empty stomach...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: huh??besok raya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-8894307304132630974?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/8894307304132630974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=8894307304132630974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8894307304132630974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8894307304132630974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/10/huh-dah-raya.html' title='...huh?? dah raya?'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-587347348513942282</id><published>2007-10-11T09:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:40:14.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...ia datang lagi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rw3jbR8GLsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5fioKMzE8e0/s1600-h/loughborough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rw3jbR8GLsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5fioKMzE8e0/s400/loughborough.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119998409201561282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Baeumanor Hall, Loughborough, UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Sebagai tuan rumah, kedatangan antunna dialu-alukan.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat datang ke Loughborough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONTROL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; our whims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHIFT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;our paradigm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENTER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;a new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Perhimpunan Musim Sejuk (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PMS&lt;/span&gt;) 2007 a.k.a Winter Retreat 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Cherish the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ukhuwah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; - Broaden our knowlegde - Exciting activities - Together we make friends -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0uFxn-fHEo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0uFxn-fHEo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click here&lt;/span&gt; &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msmonline.info/pms07/?page_id=6"&gt;PMS 2007 @ Loughborough, UK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-587347348513942282?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/587347348513942282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=587347348513942282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/587347348513942282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/587347348513942282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/10/ia-datang-lagi.html' title='...ia datang lagi.'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rw3jbR8GLsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5fioKMzE8e0/s72-c/loughborough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-3972369335140579012</id><published>2007-10-11T08:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:00:02.698+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>....semoga ia datang lagi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rw3dUx8GLoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/t9IZqCU4uQ0/s1600-h/puasa_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rw3dUx8GLoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/t9IZqCU4uQ0/s400/puasa_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119991700462644866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;29Ramadhan 1428 H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dengan nama Allah yang Maha Pemurah lagi Maha Penyayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Tiada yang lebih bersifat penyayang dari Allah azzawajalla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan sudah sampai ke penghujung. Ramai sudah 'menghidu' kemeriahan Eidul Fitr. Dah ramai yang mula terfikir baju apa nak pakai, juadah ape yang nak dihidang. InsyaAllah ada masih ada hati-hati yang sedih bila Ramadhan sudah hampir menjauh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&gt;Hati yang bertanya-tanya masih adakah kesempatan untuk bertemu dengan bulan yang penuh barakah ini di tahun lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&gt;Hati yang sedih bila terlintas mungkinkah Ramadhan kali ini yang terakhir baginya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&gt;Hati yang risau sudah cukupkah keampuan yang dipinta yang dilaksanakan sepanjang Ramadhan penuh maghfirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dengan sisa berbaki sehari, mari kita (seruan utk diri sendiri) gandakan doa, gandakan amalan, gandakan muhasabah dan gandakan semangat mujahadah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;" Ya Allah, Engkau Maha Pengampun dan Mencintai orang yang meminta ampun. Ampunilah aku"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;p/s: beruntunglah bagi mereka yang berkesempatan (dan diberi peluang) utk beribadat di akhir-akhir Ramadhan.&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/780588629475036358-3972369335140579012?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/3972369335140579012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=3972369335140579012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3972369335140579012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3972369335140579012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/10/semoga-ia-datang-lagi.html' title='....semoga ia datang lagi.'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rw3dUx8GLoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/t9IZqCU4uQ0/s72-c/puasa_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4579416740826441255</id><published>2007-08-25T02:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:01:52.939+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's been quite a while since my last post. I've left Sweden behind. No more Henrik Wallmo **straight face**. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Summer Hols. Sekarang berada di Malaysia. End of September baru akan berada di UK semula...I am not planning to write anything at the moment. Akan berehat selama beberapa waktu. Dial-up di rumah bonda sungguh membantut  niat utk berlama mengadap PC. Kupujuk-pujuk bonda, tidak berhasil. Bonda menolak cadangan Streamix!!Waa....rindu broadband di Loughborough! &lt;--MENGADA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cut the chase. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No entry at the time being&lt;/span&gt;. Jom layan Telaga Biru,TCE mag, Patricia Cornwell. To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;p/s: TCE-The Chemical Engineers, Patricia Cornwell- My fav crime novel author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4579416740826441255?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4579416740826441255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4579416740826441255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4579416740826441255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4579416740826441255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-be-continued.html' title='To Be Continued...'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6787313483517904845</id><published>2007-06-10T10:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:56:43.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'>semboyan pemuda...semboyan kita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RmvJeV88vSI/AAAAAAAAAO4/llSNA8Or_go/s1600-h/semboyan-pemuda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RmvJeV88vSI/AAAAAAAAAO4/llSNA8Or_go/s400/semboyan-pemuda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074370928289037602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Allohu ghoyatuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Ar Rosulu qudwatuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Al Qur'anu dusturuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Al Jihadu  sabiluna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Al Mautu fi sabilillah,&lt;br /&gt;asma amanina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Allah adalah tujuan  kami,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Rasulullah teladan kami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Alqur'an pedoman hidup kami,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Jihad adalah  jalan juang kami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Mati di jalan Allah adalah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Cita-cita kami tertinggi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;p/s: amin...&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/780588629475036358-6787313483517904845?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6787313483517904845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6787313483517904845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6787313483517904845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6787313483517904845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/06/semboyan-pemudasemboyan-kita.html' title='semboyan pemuda...semboyan kita'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RmvJeV88vSI/AAAAAAAAAO4/llSNA8Or_go/s72-c/semboyan-pemuda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-8405796632393790137</id><published>2007-06-08T22:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:15:43.989+01:00</updated><title type='text'>anda malu??? anda pasti??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.railroadarchive.net/photos/transit/goldline3_08-03-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.railroadarchive.net/photos/transit/goldline3_08-03-03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;bayangkan anda berada dlm LRT. Bersama menemani anda adalah masyarakat kota yang sibuk mengejar masa dan mengejar urusan dunia. Suasana tidak sesesak waktu kemuncak. Ataupun suasana tidak seperti di dalam tube di kota London. Dan anda bernasib baik kerana mendapat tempat duduk. Dan lagi sebagai seorang rakyat Malaysia yang sedang menyahut saranan kerajaan menjadi masyarakat yang rajin membaca (lebih dari satu buku setahun), anda berniat untuk membuka buku dan membaca di dalam LRT. Ataupun sebagai seorang yang sudah lama belajar di luar negara, amalan membaca di dalam kemudahan awam seperti tram, tube dan keretapi sudah sebati dalam diri. Kebetulan anda mempunyai material di dalam beg galas anda (lupa, anda baru pulang dari pesta buku di Mid Valley Convention Centre). Dan anda baru sahaja membeli majalah i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; dan sebuah novel karangan Dan Brown-Deception Point. Apakah yang menjadi pilihan anda??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1- Majalah i bahan bacaan umum yang berunsurkan keislaman. Dan anda akan menjadi sasaran pandangan pelik dari seluruh penumpang di dalam LRT te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;rmasuk mereka 'pakar-pakar dedah' dan 'pakar-pakar dating'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;atau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2-Novel Dan Brown dan anda tidak akan dipandang untuk kali kedua malah dipuji oleh sesetengah penumpang kerana masih tega membaca di dlm LRT. Novel English pulak tu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mungkin terlintas di dalam hati perasaan malu untuk membuka majalah i kerana tidak sanggup menjadi sasaran pandangan pelik dan tajam masyarakat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; dari atas ke bawah. Sehingga setiap inci pemakaian kita akan dinilai - kolot! Dan bila perasaan malu menguasai, hasrat untuk membaca terus terbantut. Sedar atau tidak ini merupakan kayu ukur yang sangat mudah untuk mengukur sejauh mana perasaan izzah kita terhadap agama Islam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MALUKAH KITA DENGAN ISLAM??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mecca2medina.com/tn_Proud%20to%20be%20a%20Muslim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mecca2medina.com/tn_Proud%20to%20be%20a%20Muslim.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Kenapa kita perlu malu dengan Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Bukankah Islam yang sepatutnya menjadi teras setiap nilai yang ada pada masyarakat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Malu untuk berpakaian selaras dengan syariat Islam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Malu untuk memakai kopiah di tempat awam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Malu bila teman-teman mengetahui kita berjemaah di masjid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Malu bila teman-teman mengetahui kita berpuasa sunat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Malu untuk mendengar lagu-lagu nasyid yang menyedarkan hati tentang Tuhan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Malu untuk membaca bahan bacaan Islam di dalam kenderaan awam??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kenapa boleh berlaku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Inilah hasilnya apabila Islam dibuang. Inilah zaman di mana umat Islam sendiri sudah tidak berasa izzah (bangga) dengan Islam. Setiap diri tidah dapat lari dari merasai perasaan seumpama ini. Inilah satu kejayaan musuh Islam yang boleh 'dibanggakan'. Bila Islam tidak menjadi teras pemerintahan (Islam tidak memerintah) sebaliknya Islam hanya termaktub sebagai agama rasmi negara dan hanya diraikan bila menyambut musim perayaan. Islam hanya untuk dianuti bukan untuk diamalkan. Islam hanya dikaji di institusi dan dijadikan perbincangan intelek tetapi bukan untuk tujuan pengamalan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Seruan untuk diri sendiri untuk lebih menghayati kata-kata Saidina Umar r.a ketika upacara penyerahan kunci Baitul Maqdis oleh paderi suatu masa dahulu yang bermaksud lebih kurang begini :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Kita adalah satu kaum yang dianugerahkan Allah kebanggaan dengan Islam. Jika sekiranya kita mencari kebanggaan selain dari apa yang telah Allah banggakan untuk kita, Allah akan hinakan kita"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maksudnya: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kita adalah ummat yang Allah kurniaan kebanggaan melalui Islam. Kebanggaan kita terletak pada Islam. Jika kita banggakan selain dari Islam, kita akan mendapat kehinaan dari Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Malu biarlah bertempat! Malulah dengan Allah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;p/s : telah berasa izzah dengan Islam bila berada jauh dari bumi Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-8405796632393790137?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/8405796632393790137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=8405796632393790137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8405796632393790137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8405796632393790137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/06/bayangkan-anda-berada-dlm-lrt.html' title='anda malu??? anda pasti??'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-3873183057746593816</id><published>2007-06-06T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T19:32:08.195+01:00</updated><title type='text'>telur dadar Muslim sebenar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;counting the days..report, presentations dan yang selalu bermain di kepala is, counting the days to go back to Malaysia. Tapi sesekali hati berdetik risau. Rasa mcm lama tak balik msia. Padahal cuti musim panas tahun lepas pun dihabiskan di Msia. Risau kerana terasa seolah suasana hidup di Malaysia sekarang ni sgt berbeza. Kalau dibandingkan, lebih selesa di UK. Risau akan terpengaruh dengan suasana yang 'up-to-date' dengan tarikan hiburan,fesyen dan gaya hidup yang jauh dari Islam, juga dengan jenayah terutamanya terhadap kaun perempuan yang juga 'up-to-date' . Pernah bersembang dgn beberapa teman di UK, mereka turut melahirkan kerisauan yang sama. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Apapun, pilihannya dua&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;mahu ikut jejak langkah mereka yang 'up-to-date' atau mahu terus kekal dalam keadaan diri yang ghuraba'&lt;/span&gt;. Tepuk dada, tanya iman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aku nak share satu analogy yang aku baru baca dalam satu majalah- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;analogy sebiji telur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Analogy kita adalah sebiji telur&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://ncc.blogsome.com/images/eggCopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kalau sebiji telur dipecahkan elok-elok ke dalam sebuah mangkuk dapat diperhatikan keadaan telur tersebut ada bahagian putih telur dan juga bahagian kuning telur. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Putih telur&lt;/span&gt; mewakili &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cita-cita, hobi, minat, pelajaran, fesyen&lt;/span&gt; dan apa-apa sahaja bersangkut paut dengan kehidupan diri. Apa pula peranan kuning telur? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kuning telur&lt;/span&gt; itu mewakili &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aqidah dan kepercayaan diri&lt;/span&gt; – agama. Nampaknya kita benar-benar &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;MENGASINGKAN&lt;/span&gt; kuning dan putih telur ya. PERLUKAH kita asingkan kedua-duanya? Atau dalam kata lainnya, PERLUKAH kita bina aqidah seteguh yg mampu sehingga sampai suatu ketika kita “conceal” aqidah itu dan kita simpan dan asingkannya elok-elok seperti kuning telur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Akibatnya, dalam keadaan sedar atau tidak, pasti ada anasir-anasir luar yang akan cuba mengambil telur kuning itu secara sedikit demi sedikit dan penuh berhati-hati supaya kita lalai daripada suruhan Allah SWT dan menghampiri laranganNYA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mungkin pada peringkat awalnya, kita dilalaikan dengan hiburan-hiburan yang mengasyikkan&lt;/span&gt;. Tetapi lama-kelamaan, diambilnya terus kuning telur itu dan dimasukkan ke dalam bekas lain. Pada waktu itu, barulah resah gelisah dek kerana aqidah sudah tiada. Apa yang kita mampu lakukan? Cuba jerit sana sini untuk diselamatkan oleh kuning telur itu? Aqidah kita Islam, belum pasti dapat selamatkan.&lt;br /&gt;Fikirkan kembali, bukankah semuanya berpunca daripada diri kita sendiri? Kita yang asingkan antara agama dan kehidupan. Tetapi ironinya, bila ditanya oleh orang asing, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kenapa Islam pilihanmu&lt;/span&gt;? – Jawabnya ; &lt;strong&gt;Islam is the way of life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kalau benar Islam is the way of life, bukankah sepatutnya kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;campur dan gaul betul-betul sampai kan kuning dan putih telur&lt;/span&gt; bercampur dan akhirnya keadaan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;telur didominasi oleh telur kuning, yakni agama kita&lt;/span&gt;. Cita-cita kita, matlamat hidup kita, hobi kita, malah setiap tidak tanduk kita seharian termasuklah dari segi berpakaian sepatutnya berpandukan aqidah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BUKAN&lt;/span&gt; dengan mengamalkan prinsip, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;‘ambil yang nak dan buang yan tak na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;k’&lt;/span&gt;. Sebolehnya, kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;‘scrambe egg’&lt;/span&gt;-kan habis-habisan - biar resepi kehidupan kita sentiasa berpandukan aqidah Islam – dan terhasillah &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;‘telur dadar muslim sebenar’&lt;/span&gt;. Tiada rugi menjadi muslim yang sebenar, kerana yang penting adalah pandangan Tuhanmu terhadap diri kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;credit untuk team &lt;a href="http://misgonline.com/"&gt;TITIANFITRAH&lt;/a&gt; keluaran Mei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: cuba utk menjadi telur dadar yang paling best..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-3873183057746593816?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/3873183057746593816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=3873183057746593816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3873183057746593816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3873183057746593816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/06/telur-dadar-muslim-sebenar.html' title='telur dadar Muslim sebenar'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6055935791650760745</id><published>2007-05-29T23:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:50:37.042+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mari kejar datelines...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://torr.axialdev.net/modules/AxialRealisation/img_repository/files/images/Misc%20Pictures/Published%20technical%20papers.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rly5PUwBFyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-2iMVmvQ7L8/s1600-h/doa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070130953431619362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rly5PUwBFyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-2iMVmvQ7L8/s400/doa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Ya Allah! Kurniakanlah kami fahaman para nabidan hafalan para rasul serta mendapat ilham para malaikat yang hampir denganMu juga kurniakanlah kami kesihatan wahai Yang Amat Mengasihani."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;okay. untuk pengetahuan semua, aku tak ada exams semester ni. Pelik tapi benar! Huhu..Semester yang pelik sampaikan co-supervisor aku sendiri pening the fact that aku belum abes degree tapi kena buat kerja budak2 Master Prog. kt Chalmers tapi tak perlu ikut lecture diorang. Lalu dia beri aku tajuk yang simple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://torr.axialdev.net/modules/AxialRealisation/img_repository/files/images/Misc%20Pictures/Published%20technical%20papers.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Walaupun tak ada exam tapi project aku di Sweden ni worth satu semester credit. &lt;strong&gt;50 !!&lt;/strong&gt; Boleh disamakan dengan exams 5 papers. Jadi, aku kena usaha sama KERAS untuk sit for 5 papers of exams. Baik!! (Obviously i need all the lucks, every single day!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Experimental Works - done , Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;b.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Technical Paper datelines - 18th June less than 3 wks to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Presentation in Chalmer - rescheduled. Between 11th-15th June less than 2 wks to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Presentation in Loughborough - 20th June (rescheduled by department) 3wks to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Malaysia - 24th-26th June - InsyaAllah. less than a month!! Moga selamat perjalanan~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sekarang : Technical Papers on its way. Funny how....writing stage is somewhat full of &lt;em&gt;mehnah&lt;/em&gt; (dugaan). Sebabnya :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;aku akan selalu lapar..dan tetiba rajin nak memasak. Dapur akan terasa dekat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;aku akan perasan bilik berselerak..dan tetiba rajin nak mengemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;aku akan perasan sibuk dengan emails...dan tetiba rajin nak check emails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;aku akan alami perasaan rindu...dan tetiba aku senang untuk tegur orang-orang di Y!M, w/p orang yang jarang aku tegur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;aku akan rajin membaca...dan akan abiskan banyak masa membaca berita-berita di web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;tapi yang best : (insyaAllah)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aku akan rajin solat....dan aku akan solat di awal waktu termasuk solat2 sunat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aku akan rajin tadabbur...dan aku akan duduk lama di sejadah, rasa mcm malas nk bgn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aku akan rajin membelek buku....dan aku akan rajin membaca buku2 lain selain buku rujukan study&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i.e. Companions of the Prophets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-Alhamdulillah- setiap sesuatu ada hikmah Tuhan tersembunyi-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;conclusion :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;time writing adalah time yang sgt fragile. Tension akan dtg bila tak ada idea untuk menulis ayat yang berbaur akademik spt : &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the absorption of carbon dioxide in black liquor is a very complicated process to describe; the simulteneous occurance of an irreversible reaction and an absorption process, along with the fact that black liquor itself is rather complex mixture, makes it difficult to define&lt;/span&gt;. YES. IT'S DIFFICULT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;p/s : akan jarang menulis di blog..kena luangkan lebih masa dengan technical papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-6055935791650760745?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6055935791650760745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6055935791650760745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6055935791650760745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6055935791650760745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/mari-kejar-datelines.html' title='mari kejar datelines...'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rly5PUwBFyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-2iMVmvQ7L8/s72-c/doa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-9137093092029822821</id><published>2007-05-27T01:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T04:35:09.009+01:00</updated><title type='text'>am i afraid of..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;telling the wrong things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...not telling the truth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069071423654401794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rlj1mkwBFwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/_t-S2fe0wHY/s320/7382159.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the latter sounds coward but the first would cost unforeseen payback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And I've been thinking..., not telling the truth scared me more. It's sounds like i am not trying hard enough..or not even trying at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SRG, my flatmate who live next to my room. The first person who greeted me once i stepped into 226-23. Stuck the note on my door once reminding my turn to put the garbage from our kitchen away and covered my turn when i was away, spending time in UK. quarter Korean, half Russian and quarter Swedish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(ade ke mixture mcm nie??huhu).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One of the people i used to talk to the most (apparently i am not really seeing my other flatmates). Getting to know him for three months can't help myself from giving an impression on him. I'm trying not to think bad ting about ppl. He takes really easy on religion and faith. He considered himself as a free-thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;First time having dinner party with another five flatmates (they cooked salmon dishes), he sounded too informative about my religion, Islam, but in a very cynical way. He knows about Quran, the Prophet, knows that I just eat halal food, not drinking alcohol and all about can-eat-or-not stuffs. He told me that he learned about all religions in school before. He could tell that I am a Muslim in no time when he saw me in hijab. (I'm still remember how shocked was him as i once answered his knock on my door in &lt;em&gt;telekung sembahyang&lt;/em&gt;-huhu). A few days later..we were having lunch and the guys were having alcohol with their lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shee : is it strong ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;IsBL : you'd never tasted them before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shee : never..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;IsBL : not even a sip??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SRG : hey! she didn't drink alcohol. Not even a drop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SRG : Having a drop it's like she's stealing, for once. And it's still wrong isn't!? (while having another sip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;IsBL : easy! i don't know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shee&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; **impressed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MTHS:**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;giving a stern face**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For once, I felt like being taken care of. Well, that was actually second time. First time was when I was in first year, a drunk Tim wanted to shake hand with me and wanted me to give him a friendship hug and i was "saved" by a few Malay guys who were sitting around with us. But this time was totally different. A non-Muslim guy was trying to explain to another non-Muslim about what I am not supposed to do as a Muslim. But, that was first few weeks of my stay in this apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IsBL :So, you are not allowed to do anything bad to yourself. How about eating chips, like potato chips? Aren't they bad for your health?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Shee : Err...(I'd never been asked anything like this before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Shee : Well, basically, we aren't allowed to expose ourselves or do anything harmful on purpose like drinking alcohol which obviously not good for health or commit suicide or involve in drugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IsBL : i see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Last night, I was having dinner with SRG and his girlfriend when he told me how they used to have two Muslim guys living in our apartment before. He learned a lot what he called as 'stupid' things from them. Earlier he asked me whether Jehovah, christian group who used to come around and preaching about Christianity, have knocked on my door or not. He sounded to hate them. He arrogantly told me that last time this people came around he asked them to explain practically how could a power could create a living and how evolution theory works. He looked satisfy telling me that this people just could say nothing about any of it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"And walk not on the earth with conceit and arrogance. Verily, you can neither rend nor penetrate the earth nor can you attain a stature like the mountains in height"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Dan sesungguhnya janganlah engkau berjalan di bumi ini dengan sombong kerana sesungguhnya engkau tidak akan dapat menembusi bumi dan tidak akan mempu menjulang setinggi gunung"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Quran - 17:37)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;His was drinking alcohol when he told me that he challenged two Muslim guys before to make this Jehovah convert into Muslim.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Tell them about Muhammad and Allahuakhbar sort of things!"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When I said it is not that simple to make people convert into Islam and it would be good if it happened he just said he didn't care much. Because for him, he just want to see how it's going to be, literally just for fun. I knew he was under influence of alcohol at that time. For him none of these two religions is better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Islam is all about doing a good thing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I wanted to say :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Islam is not just about doing a good thing. Being a Muslim is to believe in one God. Just one God. Muhammad is the final Prophet. Jesus is a Prophet who believed in oneness of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was going to tell him but i got cold feet. All those lines got stuck in my throat. I couldn't say a word. First because I remembered he told me that he didn't believe in any of the religions. Apart from having fun asking and questioning about religion and faith, he didn't care much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was sitting alone in my room (alone as usual) thinking about what I have done. Or precisely what i haven't done. I strongly agree at every single Muslim has responsibility of telling the rest of the world His beautiful word. Responsibility of spreading the message of God is one and it's Allah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Say&lt;/strong&gt;: "He is Allah, (the)One. Allah He begets not, nor was He begotten. And there is non comparable to Him" (Quran 112:1-4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I bet I didn't do what I'm supposed to do according to the order of above verses, what I believe with full heart that I need to &lt;strong&gt;say&lt;/strong&gt; it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAY. SAY IT&lt;/span&gt;! Tell them that He is Allah, (the)One! Am i that afraid of telling the truth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What if on the judgement day, these people came to me in front of God and strive for their rights from me to know the truth about oneness of God. The blame is on me as i am not spreading the message of God. I need to fixed it...before it was too late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;p/s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069071500963813138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rlj1rEwBFxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/cix1HNZup7g/s320/306797654_ff7e8627d5_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;...and i keep on praying for God to show me the straight path&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/780588629475036358-9137093092029822821?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/9137093092029822821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=9137093092029822821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9137093092029822821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9137093092029822821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/am-i-afraid-of.html' title='am i afraid of..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rlj1mkwBFwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/_t-S2fe0wHY/s72-c/7382159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2726670375370263312</id><published>2007-05-23T21:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T22:23:53.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hari ni isyak pukul 11.22pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RlSvwkwBFvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/itStOkd6tuo/s1600-h/acer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067868729732306674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RlSvwkwBFvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/itStOkd6tuo/s320/acer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*gmbr hiasan*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;this two weeks, rasa mcm blurr. project bukan ada masalah. Tapi macam tak ada feel. results seem good. kalau ikutkan si Henrik dulu, results as expected. (Alhamdulillah). Kalau stage experiment, banyak pakai tenaga fizikal, stage results evaluation ni, perlu banyak pakai otak (belajar ni pakai otak, susah...agaknya kena pakai hati skali!). Theory mcm banyak bersimpang siur. Trade off sana sini. Nak kena carik optimun, nak kena pikir condition yang mcm mana yang feasible (kalau bahasa mudah, possible). Sesak! Terasa macam susah otak nak digest segala theories yang mungkin possible. Terasa mcm susah nak relate between the parameters. Agaknya aku sudah terkurang amalan hati. Hati ni mcm kenyal, hidayah ilmu susah nak masuk. Hampir terlupa ilham itu datang dari Allah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;this few months, rasa mcm duit tak lekat lama dalam poket(ayat sebetulnya, tak lekat lama dalam bank). Flow macam air. Rasa tak cukup pun pernah. Sampai masalah duit jadi benda yg selalu bermain kt kepala. Malang sungguh! Padahal rezeki tu milik Allah. Kalau Allah nak kasi, senang jer and kalau Allah tak nak kasi, itu kan hak Allah. Buat apa nak question kn?..tapi agaknya sebab aku sudah jarang bersedekah! Malang sungguh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aku mengadap laptop ni sambil menunggu azan isyak, dalam telekung usai amalan maghrib td, layan lagu ungu-andai ku tahu-..(hari ni isyak pukul 11.22). Semalam have a chat ngn supervisor and suddenly die nak aku buat presentation end of this week. Esok dah Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tadi baru dapat confirmation email dari Prof Nassehi pasal presentation kt Loughborough. 20th June, 10.00 am. Less than a month to go. Sekarang ni sepatutnya dah mula menulis technical paper, which due 18th June. Basically, outline dah ada tapi belom propose kt Henrik! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Macam dah lama tak sentuh &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ar-raheeq al- makhtum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Kesian dia, dah lama terdampar di sudut sana. Last time baca dah sampai bab perang. Agaknya sebab dh masuk bab perang, aku kurang minat. Ataupun tak ada orang yang motivate suruh bace bab perang. bab perang ni mayb kalau ada orang yang bercerita baru seronok sket. Yang pasti, tiap kali baca a 647 pages of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the other side of the stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-Marian Keyes, rase bersalah dgn &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ar-raheeq al-makhtum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 100 more pages to go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;fuh, dh agak bnyk hari tak tulis apa-apa kt blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;p/s: esok subuh pukul 2.47 am....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-2726670375370263312?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2726670375370263312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2726670375370263312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2726670375370263312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2726670375370263312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/hari-ni-isyak-pukul-1122pm.html' title='hari ni isyak pukul 11.22pm'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RlSvwkwBFvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/itStOkd6tuo/s72-c/acer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-5975023387451819232</id><published>2007-05-19T01:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T01:56:39.220+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>ethnicity</title><content type='html'>this is reality that i am about to face in very near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ethnicity is main cause of job discrimination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eight in 10 students and graduates have faced discrimination in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;A new poll among users of Milkround has revealed ethnic discrimination is a major issue affecting earning students and graduates in their new jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Milkround surveyed 100 users, half male and half female, whether they felt they had been discriminated in the workplace. An astonishing 81 percent claimed they had faced discrimination with 49 percent claiming their ethnicity was at the centre of the prejudice. The second highest form of discrimination towards respondents was age (13 percent) with disability, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gender&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;religion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and sexual orientation issues evenly covering the remainder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One respondent stated: "Usually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when applying for jobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you get discriminated when they see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;your name is not an English name or if you are not a British citizen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;," and another claimed: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"face colour is more important than your degree".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Complaints also came from those who considered &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;regional UK accents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be adversely affecting their employment opportunities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.listenandlive.com/images/Ace%20Any%20Job%20Interview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When asked what the best way to tackle discrimination in the workplace would be, nearly half (42 percent) suggested individuals should take a greater interest in how their colleagues are treated, followed by better education about discrimination with 20 percent of votes. A total of 16 percent said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;company policy should enforce equality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and 12 percent called for new government legislation. Just 10 percent thought existing government legislation is enough to tackle discrimination problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The survey also suggests students and graduates have little knowledge about any history of discrimination in the workplace with 57 percent stating they don’t know if it is getting better or worse, 18 percent claiming it is improving and 24 percent viewing it as declining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Richard Chapman of Diversity Milkround, Milkround’s sister site aimed at breaking down barriers in the graduate workplace, said: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ethnic prejudice is clearly still a worrying problem in the corporate world&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; With globalisation and increasing cross-cultural networking it is important for employers to encourage and respect ethnic minority and foreign candidates in order to further promote their company in the international market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Mike Barnard , 14th May 2007. Resources : Milkround-First for Graduate Recruitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : last interview with Unilever was a 'great' experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-5975023387451819232?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/5975023387451819232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=5975023387451819232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5975023387451819232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5975023387451819232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/ethnicity.html' title='ethnicity'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2806328852238594437</id><published>2007-05-18T02:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T02:11:26.393+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~the heart of a Muslim does not lie~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rkz0Z0wBFtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RICI-kIrUDE/s1600-h/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065692405378914002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rkz0Z0wBFtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RICI-kIrUDE/s320/sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Looking up at the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;searching for Allah most High &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;He rejected the way of worshipping Gods of clay&lt;br /&gt;Prophet Ibrahim knew that Allah was near&lt;br /&gt;And that the heart of a Muslim is sincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Under the hot burning sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;he declared God is one&lt;br /&gt;Though with stones on his chest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;his Imaan would not rest&lt;br /&gt;The Muadhin knew that right would conquer wrong&lt;br /&gt;And the heart of a Muslim must be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;It's the heart of a Muslim through the guidance of Islam&lt;br /&gt;That makes you fair and kind and helpful to your fellow man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;So living as a Muslim means that you must play a part&lt;br /&gt;Allah looks not at how you look, but what is in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;In our poor meager state, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;little food on our plate&lt;br /&gt;Mother said she was glad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;always sharing what we had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;When I asked how can we share what's not enough&lt;br /&gt;She said the heart of a Muslim's filled with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;He said its time you should know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;you will learn as you grow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;That some people around will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;what's bad to bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Father said to be a star that's shining bright&lt;br /&gt;For the heart of a Muslim does what's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;So whatever you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;make sure your words are true&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;because life is a test &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Even if it hurts so much you want to cry&lt;br /&gt;For the heart of a Muslim does not lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the heart of a Muslim does not lie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065696348158891746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rkz3_UwBFuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/594e5x6ofMs/s320/440383445_bf18d607aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;p/s : the trust in my faith may not always shows, but don't doubt my love in my very soul..&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/780588629475036358-2806328852238594437?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2806328852238594437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2806328852238594437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2806328852238594437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2806328852238594437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/heart-of-muslim-does-not-lie.html' title='~the heart of a Muslim does not lie~'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rkz0Z0wBFtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RICI-kIrUDE/s72-c/sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-5148299330975772076</id><published>2007-05-17T23:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:56:58.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerita'/><title type='text'>pasir vs. batu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkzcTEwBFqI/AAAAAAAAANs/-aSFfovCe8E/s1600-h/desert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065665901135730338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkzcTEwBFqI/AAAAAAAAANs/-aSFfovCe8E/s320/desert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Dua orang sahabat karib yang sedang berjalan melintasi gurun pasir. Mereka tersesat. Di tengah-tengah perjalanan, kerana keletihan mencari arah dan dalam suasana cuaca yang panas terik, mereka bertengkar kerana saling menyalahkan antara satu sama lain. Seorang dari mereka tidak dapat menahan diri lalu menampar temannya. Teman yang berasa sakit hati, tetapi dengan tanpa berkata-kata, dia menulis di atas pasir&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;" Hari ini sahabat terbaikku telah menampar pipiku"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://charlied.freeshell.org/sand1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Mereka terus berjalan tanpa berkata sepatah perkataan pun, sehingga mereka menjumpai sebuah oasis, dimana mereka memutuskan untuk mandi. Namun, ternyata oasis tersebut cukup dalam sehingga teman yang ditampar tadi yang tidak tahu berenang nyaris tenggelam dan lemas, tetapi Alhamdulillah berjaya diselamatkanlah oleh sahabatnya itu. Di tepi oasis, ketika mulai sedar dan hilang rasa takutnya, dia terus bangun dan mengukir sesuatu di sebuah batu besar yang berdekatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Hari ini sahabat terbaikku telah menyelamatkan nyawaku"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Berasa pelik dengan kelakuan sahabatnya dan bertanya kepadanya ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;“Kenapa setelah aku menampar kau dan melukai hatimu, kau menulisnya di atas pasir, dan sekarang kau mengukir di atas batu pula?”.&lt;/span&gt;Temannya tersenyum lalu menjawab,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;“Ketika seorang sahabat melukai hati kita, kita harus menulisnya di atas pasir agar&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ‘angin kemaafaan’&lt;/span&gt; akan datang menghembus dan menghapuskan tulisan tersebut. Dan apabila sahabat kita melakukan sesuatu kebajikan sekecil apa pun, kita harus memahatnya di atas &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;‘batu hati’&lt;/span&gt; kita, agar tetap terus dikenang tidak hilang ditiup waktu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cornwalls.co.uk/photos/data/media/8/Rocks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p/s : cuba untuk menulis di atas pasir..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-5148299330975772076?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/5148299330975772076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=5148299330975772076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5148299330975772076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5148299330975772076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/pasir-vs-batu.html' title='pasir vs. batu'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkzcTEwBFqI/AAAAAAAAANs/-aSFfovCe8E/s72-c/desert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-94136752612850583</id><published>2007-05-17T16:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T17:18:37.789+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outlandish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palestine'/><title type='text'>look into their eyes..and ask yourself what you see</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;watch the video closely&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4hcwMKreuo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4hcwMKreuo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*** every single line in the song is meaningful ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestlyric.com/lyrics/Outlandish/Look%20Into%20My%20Eyes/4B15165E512677770A6B441A"&gt;( you may see lyrics here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;First time I saw this video, I can't help myself from crying. Feel sorry for them was one thing. But, knowing how sinful I am not doing anything for them, my brothers and sisters in Palestine, was another issue. And now, even though I have watched the video for so many times, it's still rip my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065562972244481682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rkx-r0wBFpI/AAAAAAAAANk/Hs7MvEA8_2k/s200/outlandishsummary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;p/s : after coming back from UK last time, i started to like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.elmoro4life.com/outlandish/index.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Outlandish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even more. Credit to Mahe~&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/780588629475036358-94136752612850583?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/94136752612850583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=94136752612850583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/94136752612850583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/94136752612850583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/look-into-their-eyesand-ask-yourself.html' title='look into their eyes..and ask yourself what you see'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rkx-r0wBFpI/AAAAAAAAANk/Hs7MvEA8_2k/s72-c/outlandishsummary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-379963493456651013</id><published>2007-05-15T21:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:14:35.981+01:00</updated><title type='text'>aku pelupa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hari ni dapat surat dari Chalmers International Student Centre. Bahasa Swedish. Aku tak faham satu pun tapi bila tengok kat kaki surat, it seemed familiar. Invoice rumah. Sebelum balik bercuti ke UK dua minggu lepas, aku &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TERLUPA&lt;/span&gt; nak bayar sewa rumah untuk bulan May. Pulang dari UK pun &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TERLUPA&lt;/span&gt; lagi. Nasib baik tak ada extra charge. Masih SEK 3098.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(=RM 1550).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ii)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;semalam, terserempak dgn teman Indonesia mahu access ke block aku time aku nak keluar buang sisa sampah dari dapur (aku &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TERLUPA&lt;/span&gt; yang aku incharge buang sampah dari kicthen minggu ni). Pagi tadi terserempak lagi, on the way ke Chalmers. Bila aku tanya kenapa dia datang ke block aku semalam dia reply, "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;could you please do me a favour?". &lt;/span&gt;Rupanya dia pergi ambik bil telefon yang masih di hantar ke alamat flatemate aku si Isabell. Dia pernah tinggal di situ. Sekarang di flate lain tapi alamat bil telefon belum ditukar. Dia mintak tolong bila aku jumpa Isabell nanti, cakap kt Isabel utk letak jer surat a.k.a bil telefon tu kt post box aku so that dia boleh amik jer kt post box aku. Aku jawab yer (&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TERLUPA&lt;/span&gt; nak cakap &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;INSYAALLAH&lt;/span&gt;). Pulang dari Chalmers, aku naik ke kitchen (kitchen kt tingkat 4) and jumpa Isabell tapi aku &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TERLUPA&lt;/span&gt; nak cakap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iii)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aku memang seorang yang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PELUPA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064899642719785778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkojY9tQ0zI/AAAAAAAAANc/D8kIcC7Lp-s/s400/2ln9zdcmr4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*gambar adalah hiasan semata*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;"Dan janganlah sekali-kali engkau menyatakan terhadap sesuatu, "Aku pasti melakukannya besok", kecuali (dengan menyatakan) &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"InsyaAllah".&lt;/span&gt; Dan ingatlah kepada Tuhanmu apabila engkau lupa dan katakanlah "Mudah-mudahan Tuhanku akan memberiku petunjuk kepadaku agar lebih dekat (kebenarannya) daripada ini."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quran (18 : 23-24)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Menurut tafsir Ibn Kathir, ayat ini berhubung dengan kisah Nabi Sulayman a.s berjanji akan melahirkan pejuang-pejuang yang akan berjuang jihad di jalan Allah (boleh rujuk tafsir Ibn Kathir untuk cerita yang lebih lanjut). Namun ada riwayat lain menceritakan asbab nuzul ayat ini adalah apabila ada beberapa orang Quraisy bertanya kepada Nabi Muhammad s.a.w tentang roh, kisah Ashabul Kahfi dan kisah Zulkarnain. Lalu baginda menjawab 'datang besok pagi kepadaku agar aku menceritakan kepadamu'. Baginda tidak mengucapkan insya Allah (jika Allah mengkehendaki). Tapi wahyu terlambat datang untuk menceritakan hal-hal tersebut dan baginda tidak dapat menjawabnya. Allah mengingatkan juga bilamana terlupa menyebut insyaAllah, haruslah segera menyebutnya kemudian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;p/s : owh..aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TERLUPA&lt;/span&gt; untuk&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-379963493456651013?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/379963493456651013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=379963493456651013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/379963493456651013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/379963493456651013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/aku-pelupa.html' title='aku pelupa..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkojY9tQ0zI/AAAAAAAAANc/D8kIcC7Lp-s/s72-c/2ln9zdcmr4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1773719839761557504</id><published>2007-05-13T22:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T14:54:30.831+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..ibu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkeKnttQ0wI/AAAAAAAAANE/iGaSjb9tyec/s1600-h/mother%27s+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064168720890385154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkeKnttQ0wI/AAAAAAAAANE/iGaSjb9tyec/s400/mother%27s+day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;okay. Malas nak tahu kenapa 13May dipilih untuk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hari Ibu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Kalau hari ni sekurang-kurangnya boleh membuatkan ramai manusia di atas dunia teringatkan ibu mereka, elok jugak ada Hari Ibu ni. Tapi, seeloknya Hari Ibu bukan hanya sehari. Sepatutnya setiap hari. Sekurangnya kita titipkan doa selepas solat untuk kedua mereka (ibu dan ayah). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Seorang lelaki datang dan bertanya kepada Rasulullah s.a.w.: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ya Rasulullah, siapakah harus saya taat?"&lt;/span&gt; Jawab Rasulullah s.a.w.: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ibumu."&lt;/span&gt; Kemudian siapakah? ditanya lagi. Jawab Rasulullah s.a.w.: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ibumu."&lt;/span&gt; Lelaki itu bertanya sekali lagi dan Rasulullah s.a.w. menjawab: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ibumu."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Kemudian siapa?"&lt;/span&gt; tanya lelaki itu lagi." Rasulullah s.a.w. menjawab:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; "Ayahmu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I dedicate this song to my one and only mother :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Belaian Ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tertanam naluri keibuan amat mendalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Di jiwa insan yang mendambakan kebahagiaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Oh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ibu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Di bahumu tergalas beban &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Perjalananmu penuh rintangan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Kau titipkan kasih sayang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sejujur pengorbanan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tak ku nafikan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Di saat kita berjauhan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Rasa ingin ku berlari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Mendakapimu penuh girang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bak si kecil kehilangan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Kau insan penyayang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Betapa ku merindu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Lembutnya belaian ibu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Membuatku terlena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Di wajah berolak tenang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Debar di dada kau rahsiakan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ku pastikan dikau aman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Dikurnia sejahtera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tak ku lupakan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Di saat kita berjauhan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Rasa ingin ku berlari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Mendakapimu penuh girang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bak si kecil kehilangan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tiada aku tanpa ibu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Hanya (kau) satu didunia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bertakhta dikau dijiwaku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Kau lah ibu yang tercinta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Kau insan pengasih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Betapa aku mengharap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Hadirnya restumu ibu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Membawaku ke syurga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bersemi belaian kasih sayang nan berpanjangan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Darimu insan yang mendoakan kebahagiaan anak-anakmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Oh.. Ibu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064169532639204114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkeLW9tQ0xI/AAAAAAAAANM/XOOtEpqPqOA/s400/496373228_5e5f3d0fa9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;p/s : ade member cakap aku ni nampak macam 'anak mak'. asyik-asyik mak. Bagi aku, selagi aku tak kawin, tanggungjawab aku hanyalah mak...lepas kawin nanti baru husband boleh masuk dalam list !! **giggles**&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/780588629475036358-1773719839761557504?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1773719839761557504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1773719839761557504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1773719839761557504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1773719839761557504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/ibu.html' title='..ibu'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkeKnttQ0wI/AAAAAAAAANE/iGaSjb9tyec/s72-c/mother%27s+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2582907189506768086</id><published>2007-05-13T01:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:12:27.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>doa antara negara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;demam exams di England melanda lagi!! level of threat&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;untuk sisters di UK yang saya sayang fillah, goodluck untuk kamu semua!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(tukar mode: aku=saya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063830298942296818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZW09tQ0vI/AAAAAAAAAM8/b6CERspm6S0/s400/dekat+jer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;doa dari bumi Sweden, doa antara negara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;doa = secret weapon umat Islam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;exams = just a tip of iceberg of mehnah in our path. Be strong and have faith in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;p/s : rasa janggal plak takde exams semester ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-2582907189506768086?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2582907189506768086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2582907189506768086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2582907189506768086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2582907189506768086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/doa-antara-negara.html' title='doa antara negara'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZW09tQ0vI/AAAAAAAAAM8/b6CERspm6S0/s72-c/dekat+jer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6094449434894318574</id><published>2007-05-13T01:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T00:49:48.201+01:00</updated><title type='text'>aku memang suka tidur~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;tajuk entry yang memang fakta. Huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"dan Kami menjadikan tidurmu untuk istirahat"&lt;/span&gt; - Quran (78:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;pernah terbaca tidur merupakan ibadah yang 'paling ikhlas'. Kalau niat kerana Allah, insyaAllah tidur bukan semata kerehatan malah ibadah. Ibadah yang tak perlu dipaksa-ikhlas. Tidur adalah ibadah selagi mana kita tak berlebih-lebihan dengannya (peringatan untuk aku!!) A few days ago dapat email pasal dari position kita tidur boleh menentukan peribadi seseorang. Jom tengok! (a few jer yer!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063815378225910402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZJQdtQ0oI/AAAAAAAAAME/-C2kkSfex5U/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sementara menunggu azan subuh di bumi Gotthenburg di musim bunga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(hari ni pukul 3.02,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;cuba bayangkan musim panas nanti!!),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aku yang tidak akan tidur akan tulis pasal tidur. Jom kita tengok cara tidur yang di ajar oleh Rasulullah s.a.w plak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Jika kamu akan tidur maka berwudhu'lah bagaikan kamu akan sembahyang, kemudian berbaring atas pinggang kanan dan bacalah do'a"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063818955933668050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZMgttQ0tI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mQAOOT9XklQ/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Daripada 'Abbad bin Tamim, daripada bapa saudaranya, bahawasanya Rasulullah Sallallahu 'Alaihi Wasallam tidur terlentang di masjid sambil meletakkan satu kaki di atas yang lain." -menutup aurat-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dalam sebuah hadis daripada Huzaifah katanya: "Nabi Sallallahu 'Alaihi Wassalam apabila Baginda berbaring di tempat tidurnya, Baginda berdo'a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZLsdtQ0qI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Jyw2A_aXK9Q/s1600-h/h_s2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063818058285503138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZLsdtQ0qI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Jyw2A_aXK9Q/s400/h_s2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Ya Allah, dengan namaMu aku mati dan aku hidup)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;dan apabila bangun Banginda membaca:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZL2ttQ0rI/AAAAAAAAAMc/NKlNzkmfkG8/s1600-h/h_s3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063818453422494402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZMDdtQ0sI/AAAAAAAAAMk/rhzEHt9DAOs/s400/h_s3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Segala puji bagi Allah yang telah menghidupkan aku kembali setelah mematikan aku dan kepadaNyalah tempat kembali)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dalam riwayatnya yang lain menerangkan: "Daripada 'Aisyah Radhiallahu 'Anha katanya: "Nabi Sallalahu 'Alaihi Wasallam apabila berbaring di tempat tidurnya pada setiap malam Baginda mengangkat kedua tangannya (seperti berdo'a), lalu meniup dan membaca surah al-Ikhlas, surah al-Falaq, surah an-Nas, kemudian Baginda menyapukan tangannya itu ke seluruh badan yang dapat disapunya mulai dari kepalanya dan mukanya dan bahagian depan daripada badannya, Baginda melakukannya sebanyak tiga kali".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063819913711375074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZNYdtQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAM0/slAGYO9am0E/s400/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Aku pernah terbaca dilarang tidur meniarap, terutamanya lelaki. Tidur meniarap, dibawahnya syaitan. Tidur yang tidak menutup aurat pulak akan menghindar malaikat rahmat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;p/s: aku memang senang tidur dimana-mana sekalipun. Telah terlatih untuk tidur di atas lantai kayu yang flat, dalam sleeping bag, di lantai airport, di atas kerusi , di meja office, di dalam makmal sekolah (kenangan zaman MRSM), di sebalik timbunan buku di dalam kelas waktu sejarah dan dimana-mana sahaja. **peace**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-6094449434894318574?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6094449434894318574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6094449434894318574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6094449434894318574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6094449434894318574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/aku-memang-suka-tidur.html' title='aku memang suka tidur~'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZJQdtQ0oI/AAAAAAAAAME/-C2kkSfex5U/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1564074478123108036</id><published>2007-05-12T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T13:58:07.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>miss,these are the rules!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;airport security&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;miss, i'm afraid i need to open this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;shee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;shee &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;if you were to open my present, it meaningless for me. Let me do it myself instead, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;airport security&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;okay then&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;that was part of my conversation with an airport security guy last tuesday morning. 5.30 in the morning. apart from trying to open my pink well-wrapped birthday present from a friend. That was after emptying my bag-pack (one and only allowed my hand-luggage) searching for harmful explosive materials whatsoever. WHATEVER! Half of security desk filled with my clothes, books, food and many more thing that I used to fill my bag pack with when i were travelling around. My phone and mp3 players were scanned twice by explosive detecter. Not to tell they took away my new Clairol Herbal Essences shampoo and conditioner (buy one get one for free). It was just because they were in 200 ml container. Yes I knew the rules. Any containers larger than 100ml will NOT be allowed beyond the security check point. Lucky me I have transfered my E-45 lotion (infamous skin product in UK)-for my rash erupting skin-into a 100ml container i bought long before and wasting away the rest 100ml! My see-through bag which need to be presented separately for inspection was full enough with my so-called liquid container (facial cleanser sort of things). That was my third time checking in through Stansted Airport. I knew the rules well. I was just trying my luck. And that day wasn't mine. Everytime, my stuff will be scanned twice on security check point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063808008062030434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZCjdtQ0mI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BVCcfmvpdWA/s320/dft_transsec_613514-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My adrenaline went up. Travelling for 2 hours by train to London without having chances to get even two-minute-sleep (i was sitting next to a black guy plugged himself with almost-to-deaf-ipod music and in same coach with a loud snoring man) changing tube and trains during peak hours with another hundreds pretend-to-be-busy Londoners to get there, having 2 hours uncomfortable sleep on the waiting seats a few hours before were not all waltz. But a calm persuasive whisper get over me and I was be able to get a grip on myself. I need to always remember that I was a skined-coloured young women wearing a hijab. Instead of giving a dreadful look to the security guy on duty, I gave him my sweetest smile and thanked for his help. He wasn't the right person to put the blame on. He was doing his boring job in early hours. He is to face hundreds and more people reactions all day. He were to put all my half-fulled-security-desk stuff back into my doremon-pocket-like-bagpack but I insisted to do it on my own. It took me almost half an hour on the security check point after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i know how much my friends means to me..try not to talk to people for a few days and you will get how i feel..&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/780588629475036358-1564074478123108036?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1564074478123108036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1564074478123108036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1564074478123108036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1564074478123108036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/missthis-is-rules.html' title='miss,these are the rules!'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RkZCjdtQ0mI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BVCcfmvpdWA/s72-c/dft_transsec_613514-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-780506309604349333</id><published>2007-05-04T02:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T01:07:18.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UK trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;no entry for past few days. might as well no entry for next few days. I'm in UK. In moving mode. spending my a-week-holiday with friends in East Midland. Loughborough, Leicester and Nottingham. At the moment in Leicester. Tomorrow morning (basically this morning) will be heading off to Loughborough. Saturday will be in Nottingham. Most probably on Sunday will be in Lake district with a friend from Notts. Sunday will be in Loughborough once again. Monday afternoon will be boarding on train to London since Tuesday I need to be in Sweden at very early in the morning. That's a rough plan of my meaningful visit to UK. Keep on surprising people. I like. I'm happy when they are happy. May Allah be my Guide Angel along the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: I'm actually hate to tell people about my plan because it's normally screwed up at the end..hopefully not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-780506309604349333?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/780506309604349333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=780506309604349333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/780506309604349333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/780506309604349333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/05/uk-trip.html' title='UK trip'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4230603611883703230</id><published>2007-04-29T06:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T06:37:36.078+01:00</updated><title type='text'>jom !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u308/m4ri4m_v/e5b76c44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u308/m4ri4m_v/e5b76c44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;peeps, lets join the talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;p/s: pray for the safe journey home...insyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4230603611883703230?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4230603611883703230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4230603611883703230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4230603611883703230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4230603611883703230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/jom.html' title='jom !'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6122411779603610058</id><published>2007-04-26T23:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:28:39.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>nasi minyak-yummy~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bridestreasures.com/ShopSite/media/7609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.bridestreasures.com/ShopSite/media/7609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, syukur. Hanya kepada-Nya jualah syukur itu. Dia yang berhak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"summer yang penuh dengan walimah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Last time telefon rumah di Malaysia, mak khabarkan nilai hantaran telah ditetapkan. Bagi aku agak munasabah. Mak nampaknya turuti sahaja kehendak mereka. Mungkin itu abang sendiri yang memilih nilainya. Apa pun jua, persiapan untuk perkahwinan mereka yang agak mengejutkan itu nampaknya berjalan lancar (still in slow mode). Aku doakan segala berjalan lancar hendaknya. Semoga pilihan abang adalah atas dasar agama.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BERCINTA SELEPAS KAHWIN&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;walau dalam nada bergurau tapi aku yakin abang lebih pasti kebenarannya. Yang agak mengejutkan lagi, bakal kakak iparku adalah bekas aweknya zaman 'cinta monyet'-zaman jahiliyyah. Cinta yang bertangguh bertahun-tahun akhirnya bertemu jua. Allah pemilik cinta itu. Semoga kalian berdua mendapat redha Allah.&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;doa dari adikmu yang best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Akhir May, walimah sepupuku yang setahun lebih tua dari abang. Akhirnya...terjawab soalan kami saudara-saudaramu yang dekat ini. Agak lama bertunang, teramatlah elok jika mereka akhiri dengan perkahwinan aja. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lama tidak dihubungi oleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'mimielovespink'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yang pasti, walimahnya juga summer nanti. Akan kutunggu kad jemputan dari Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang paling aku tunggu, walimah orang Kuantan a.k.a Manchester. Akhirnya a few days ago, aku dikhabarkan tiada lagi halangan. Walimahnya bulan August nanti. Alhamdulillah. Syukur. Terharu. Gembira. Hampir aku menangis. Penantian berakhir. Pelik, aku lebih gembira dengan khabar dari Manchester compared to khabar mengejut dari Malaysia tentang walimah abangku sendiri. Mungkin sepanjang setahun ini aku turut terbias dengan bebanan perasaan adikku di Manchester itu. Seolah doa-doaku dimakbul oleh Rabbul Izati. Semoga Allah meredhai kalian dan semoga dengan ikatan murni ini memudahkan perjalanan 'kerja' kalian berdua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ada satu lagi khabar gembira dari Manchester. Teringat pesan ukhti ini ketika Spring Camp easter holidays setahun yang lepas di Surrey. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"doakan ana cepat kahwin yer. Doa orang yang bermusafir cepat dimakbul Allah"&lt;/span&gt;. Aku mengangguk dan berdoa dalam hati. Nampaknya lebih cepat dari sangkaanku. ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ada sesiapa lagi yang akan memeriahkan summer dengan nasi minyak?? Sila inform segera agak dapat di'arrange'kan jadual summerku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;p/s: p/s khas untuk missy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shee, kalau tetibe summer ni ade orang masuk meminang, jgn lupa inform aku eik!"&lt;br /&gt;" aih..calon dari mana? jatuh dari langit??"&lt;br /&gt;"spiderman??huhu..."&lt;br /&gt;"cicakman"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"ee...geli-geli"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-6122411779603610058?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6122411779603610058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6122411779603610058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6122411779603610058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6122411779603610058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/nasi-minyak-yummy.html' title='nasi minyak-yummy~~'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1092062393064093321</id><published>2007-04-24T05:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T14:07:07.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>gomen neh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;feeling guilty is common. But put a perceptible action upon the feeling is uncommon. Some act in irrelevant ways. Some just let the feeling waver and slowly disappear, pretend feel guilty has nothing to do with their life after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always things that I felt guilty about. But what often intrigue my mind was what i have said wrong. Feeling guilty for what I have said is something that I can't put to an end easily. It keeps playing in mind as if I have no button to turn it off. Things just might become complicated farther along just because silly things that I have said. One thing that I afraid about is people might just misunderstood me. I have said so many silly thing lately. Sorry. Sorry. And sorry. I meant to hurt no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;..verily! Your Lord-for those who do evils (commits sins and are disobedient to Allah) in ignorance and afterwards repent and do righteous deeds, verily, your Lord thereafter (to such) is Off-Forgiving and Most Merciful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16:119&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;..sesungguhnya Tuhanmu (mengampuni) orang yang mengerjakan kesalahan kerana kebodohannya, kemudian mereka bertaubat setelah itu dan memperbaiki (dirinya) sungguh, Tuhanmu setelah itu benar-benar Maha Pengampun, Maha Penyayang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;16:119&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;p/s: ... yet everytime He always have His beautiful promising words set my heart in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-1092062393064093321?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1092062393064093321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1092062393064093321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1092062393064093321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1092062393064093321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/feeling-guilty-is-common.html' title='gomen neh..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7875906631603394426</id><published>2007-04-20T15:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T18:33:54.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://susanalbert.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/daff0106_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://susanalbert.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/daff0106_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sebelum keluar, sempat grab naskah mathurat. Minggu ni, baca mathurat on the way to chalmers ajer..masalah 'technical'. nak kena check balik makna..macam dah lupa. Sesekali terdengar desir angin yang agak kencang arini. Cerah. Hati tenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah agak kalut dengan experiment tadi, hati berdetik risau. Cepat-cepat usir perasaan itu. Jumaat, semoga barakah hariku. Tiba email dari adek, agak merisaukan. Telahan hati tepat sekali. Ada sesuatu yang menggugat aman hari ini. Kecewa. Pissed off. Yang paling kuat, sedih. Sedih, hampir tertumpah air mata. If he was to make his own decision, why did he asked me at the first place. Kurang berkongsi cerita lately. Sampai dipinggirkan nasihat kakaknya. Aku yakin Pennstate better. Kak Aishah pun mencadangkan Pennstate. Lebih dekat dengan kubu, Vanderbilt. Info dari ukti Azreena di Vanderbilt pun meyakinkan. Tapi keputusan telah dibuat. Surat permohonan sudah dihantar. Terima email lagi. Kali ini dari warwick. Pennstate juga, sokongnya. Aku pasrah. Pertolongan lain mungkin lebih relevan saat ini. Susul terus email ke Vanderbilt, mintak contact di Colorado. 2,3 hari lagi mungkin dapat berita dari sana. Mudah-mudahan berhasil. Later I found out something yang tidak menyenangkan hati. Tak apalah. Dugaan hati. Perasaan bercampur baur. Sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;Dari Msia :&lt;/span&gt; Ingat Allah selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dari Birm :&lt;/span&gt; salam.sheeda...kami sisters birm menyampaikn salam rindu pada anda **smiley**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dari Dundee :&lt;/span&gt; selamat ber'usrah fardi'. Jaga iman dan taqwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dari Manchester :&lt;/span&gt; saya sayang kamu..&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Seminggu dua yang lalu, tiada message yang menghiburkan. Terasa agak sunyi. Janji di alam maya bertemu teman-teman UK bertangguh. Masing-masing sibuk dengan spring camp. Janji dengan teman-teman Russia juga bertangguh. mastermind juga sibuk camp dan exams. Janji dengan teman Notts dan akak naqibahku, terpaksa dilupakan. Masalah teknikal alam maya.. Lama..Benarlah. Jiwa yang tidak dibasahi dengan kata-kata yang mengingatkan tentang iman, akan kering lesu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Kamu lebih banyak menerima dari memberi" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;luah seseorang sebelum cuti musim panas tahun lalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;. Pedih tapi benar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"..air yang tidak mengalir juga akhirnya akan rosak. Lebih bererti bila kita memberi"-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;aku akui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Esok ada dua pertemuan menanti. Alam nyata dan alam maya. Ahad nanti satu, bersama teman dari perancis dan russia. Semalam aku siapkan separuh isi untuk pertemuan besok. Hari ini lagi separuh. Pengajian putri bersama teman-teman indonesia. Aku mintak 3 slot. Malam nanti kena habiskan bab 4 dasar-dasar Islam untuk pertemuan alam maya. Mutaba'ah amal agak kosong minggu ini. Masalah teknikal. Yang aku paling kesalkan, tak sampai target menjejak 8 (hadith arbain)..masih merangkak 5. Aish..tak kuat semangat juang.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/details/40_Hadis_Arapca"&gt;Tapi audio yang disuggest kak aishah sungguh berhasil!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;email dari msia sudah agak sepi. Agaknya adik-adik tengah busy prepare utk trial A-Level. Maan Najah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;p/s: Semalam terusik hatiku membaca novel pembangun jiwa itu. Ketika Fahri bin Abdullah Shiddiq mengimbau kenangan perih ibu dan bapanya, hati turut melirih. Teringat arwah. Tak sempat dibalas jasanya. Hati berbisik memohon ampun. Doaku, semoga kami berkumpul di jannah. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-7875906631603394426?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7875906631603394426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7875906631603394426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7875906631603394426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7875906631603394426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/mixed-up.html' title='mixed up'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7903933966530594626</id><published>2007-04-20T12:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T13:51:44.388+01:00</updated><title type='text'>experiment oh..experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://islamic-knowledge.com/Graphics/Learn/days_of_the_week.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Last&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;dapat new task from Henrik. Since results from previous experiments didn't seem good, Prof Hans suggest aku repeat all the 5 experiments in the second stage and compare the results. The thing is, pattern results didnt support the theory. It was the other way round. So, basically ade 8 more experiments to do before proceed with full evaluation and explaining the theory behind all these thing. Come out with the reasonable relationships between the parameters. I have two months to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://islamic-knowledge.com/Graphics/Learn/days_of_the_week.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Then aku plan, 5 experiments within this two weeks plus interim report due end of next week, before im off to UK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tuesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;aku dah start experiment with reference point. Equipment terus aku basuh sebab esoknya ada lagi experiment kena buat. Reference point took a few hours jer. Sempat aku berkejar kt Valand, masukkan duit untuk bayar sewa rumah sebelum bank tutup dan berjalan-jalan di city centre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;; 600-600 rpm with 4 hours residence time. Punyalah careless, after almost 6 hours sample dalam tank, baru aku sedar aku aku lupa ketatkan 8 skru tighten the tanks together. Aku sedar bila nampak ada lelehan black liquor masuk ke dalam oil bath. Nasib baik tersedar sebelum pressurised air dialir ke dlm tank. Kalau tak tempat kerja aku sure jadi tragedy black liqour. Cepat-cepat aku ketatkan skru walaupun impeller tgh bergerak dgn kelajuan 600 rev per minute (kelajuan maksimum utk exp. aku). Time filtration step plak, nasib baik sempat check sume valve. So far alhamdulillah tak pernah berlaku aku terlupa kunci valve. Tapi aku buat mistake at the end of filtration. Tersalah timer. Sepatutnya split mode aku tekan split, tp tertekan stop. Terus counting stop instead of split. Waa..nasib baik time tu dah reading yang ke 9-10 at 350 and 400 gram of filtrate. At least aku dah ade 8 readings. Rasanya cukup untuk buat graph. What a careles!! Results still reliable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;masa bangun pagi terdengar rintik-rintik hujan mengetuk tingkap. Baru teringat weather forecast, thursday hujan dan angin kencang. Payung tak de!! Winter coat plak xde hood. Tapi kuatkan semangat, betulkan niat. Kluar flate jer angin terus menderu. Dingin. Nasib baik pakai boot, kaki dah kira terselamat. Kepala?? Takpe, hijab ade! Sampai separuh jalan, berhenti dekat bus stop near to fruit stall sebab hijab dah lencun. Tiba-tiba teringt, kalau hujan mcm ni pun dah taknak keluar, macam mana nk pergi jihad. Lagi susah. Kena pergi jihad perang dalam musim sejuk salju tebal or panas terik macam sahabat dulu..Okay, kita teruskan perjalanan..huhu. Akhirnya sampai Chalmers setelah setengah jam bermain hujan. Keringkan badan, dan kepala terus aku berkejar ke lab. Niatnya nak siapkan 600-200 rpm-4hours residence time.Hm..bukan rezeki aku nk buat experiment since Tommy tengah pakai equipment. Takpe, aku dah niat dan usaha untuk datang. Semoga Allah menilai dari sudut itu. Thursday, no experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;alhamdulillah cuaca menjanjikan khabar gembira w/p angin dingin beku bertiup kencang. Sempat aku berpatah balik menambah lapisan baju..angin dingin sunnguh. Hari ni kena cover experiment yang tak jadi semalam. starting up seems good. Precipitation time! Tapi bila nak bukak valve carbon dioxdie utk precipitation step, timer plak mati. Tak ade power kah?? Langsung otak memberi arahan menutup valve carbon dioxide. Precipitation tak boleh start lagi selagi timer tak berfungsi. Tapi aku tersalah arah plak. Instead of fully closed, aku pergi fully open plak valve carbon dioxide sampai ade 'hissy' sounds. Kaget sekejap. Huh?? Bape reading tadi? Mayb dh sampai 5liter perminute?cepat otak mengira. kalau 3 saat, dah bape liter..itu kalau 5 liter per minute. Kalau tadi 10 liter per minute..waaa!! sepatutnya 1.55 liter perminute jer. Nasib baik just for a few seconds. Tapi aku rasa akan efect sample anyway. Waa...apa nk buat?? Think..think..think. Aku akan kurangkan 5 minutes dari sejam untuk carbon dioxide dialir ke sample nnt sebab macam dh masuk banyak jer td. Terus cari Tommy mintak ganti timer lain. Oklah..relax sheeda. Everything is fine. Kalau results mcm pelik, repeat lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;p/s : Research memang camni. Results belum tentu akan satisfy theory. Uncertainty sangat lah banyak. Probability untuk tersalah step, selalu ada. Mampukah aku further pHd nnt??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-7903933966530594626?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7903933966530594626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7903933966530594626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7903933966530594626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7903933966530594626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/experiment-ohexperiment.html' title='experiment oh..experiment'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-3722358787861412882</id><published>2007-04-16T23:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T13:08:26.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'>biar ia untuk Dia yang satu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;masa zaman sekolah rendah dulu, aku selalu kena paksa bersajak. Kalau ingat semula memang kelakar sebab aku ni bukan jenis yang minat benda-benda alah seni ni. Kalau disuruh berkarya, setahun pun belum tentu siap satu. Nak hasilkan sesuatu hasilan seni yang dapat menyentuh jiwa perlukan sentuhan magik dan jiwa yang bersih. Hakikat manusia yang menyukai keindahan dan sentuhan keindahan seperti syair sebenarnya mampu menarik jiwa manusia menyelami hak dan kebenaran selagi ia bersandarkan keutuhan keimanan. Dan aku nak share syair yang cukup terkesan utk aku sndiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sujud Kemerdekaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sujud itu menundukkan dahi&lt;br /&gt;tetapi memuliakan muslim&lt;br /&gt;yang bertakbir kepada Allah dan bertasbih kepadaNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(darjat manusi diangkat bila ia sedar hak Allah terhadap hambaNya-ubudiyyah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;si jahil menyangkanya belenggu ke atas hamba&lt;br /&gt;tetapi sujudlah yang memusnahkan segala belenggu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(bukankah setiap kali bersujud kita pasrahkan segala masalah isi dunia kepada yang satu dan Dia adalah tempat yang paling utuh untuk mengadu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;di dlm kemuliaan sujud, semua akan tunduk kepada muslim yang sujud&lt;br /&gt;seluruh alam takut kepada kata-kata dan perbuatannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wajah dan seluruh anggotanya diletakkan dibumi&lt;br /&gt;tetapi dia menggoncangkan gunung ganang&lt;br /&gt;meruntuhkan syirik, was-was di dalam diri si jahil&lt;br /&gt;tetapi membangunkan segala generasi dalam ketenangan&lt;br /&gt;kerana hati ada perjalanan yang menundukkan bumi&lt;br /&gt;lantaran kehebatan dan kebesaranNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(bukanlah gerakan fizikal semata malah lebih kepada penyerahan jiwa kepada pencipta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sujud kepada Allah dan mengesakanNya&lt;br /&gt;lalu mantap dan kuat&lt;br /&gt;terhapuslah setiap penzalim yang sombong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barangsiapa menghayati sujud ini&lt;br /&gt;dia menikmati kepimpinan dan ketuanan&lt;br /&gt;di muka bumi&lt;br /&gt;dengan keagunganNya, rahmat dan keindahanNya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(berbahagialah jiwa yang sujud untuk Dia yang satu..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*(yang merah tu) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;tambahan penulis blog semata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;teringat pulak kata-kata seorang ustaz ni. Orang Melayu ni pelik, sebabnya walaupun ramai yang tak solat tapi bila bab makanan, tetap mencari makanan yang halal. Maksudnya bukan orang yang tak solat tu kena makan babi ke apa..tapi bila aku fikir balik, memang pelik. Intipati sebenar ialah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;banyak antara kita yang suka amik Islam separuh-separuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;. Pilih-pilih nak amal Islam tym bila. Ambik Islam bila time makan tapi tak nak pulak ambik Islam bila bab sembahyang, kerja, pergaulan dan berpakaian. Kalau ikutkan bab solat tu qat'ie (putus,tetap dan tak ada khilaf) tapi bab makan boleh jadi khilaf. Tak ramai yang sedar. Antara sedar atau tak, kalimah syahadatainlah yang membezakan darjat manusia di sisi Allah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(eg: kafir &lt;-&gt; Islam : berbeza bukan??).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tapi kalau solat pun tidak, bila plak kita melunaskan hak kalimah thayyibah ini? kalau solat pun tidak, bila pula kita nak sebut, faham(bhw kita bersaksi) dan amalkan (tanggungjawab sebalik kalimat itu)??. time kerja? time drive? time chatting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(jgn haraplah!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;huh! hasilnya, samalah taraf kita dgn mereka selautan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(bak kata sorang kwn ni, another 6 milions people around the globe)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;manusia di luar sana yang tak pernah mahu mengaku keesaan Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hai orang-orang yang beriman, masuklah kamu ke dalam Islam seluruhnya, dan janganlah kamu turut langkah-langkah syaitan"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(2:208).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;p/s: aku kdg-kdg bnyk terlupa nikmat Allah. semalam dapat tips baru : kalau nak insafi nikmat pencipta, cuba tutup mata dan bayangkan hidup dalam gelap mcm tu. Thank God for every single things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-3722358787861412882?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/3722358787861412882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=3722358787861412882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3722358787861412882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3722358787861412882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/biar-ia-untuk-dia-yang-satu.html' title='biar ia untuk Dia yang satu..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-283582449006152571</id><published>2007-04-15T22:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:43:26.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.occidentalhotels.com/include/occidental/private/weddings/newimg/wed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.occidentalhotels.com/include/occidental/private/weddings/newimg/wed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.occidentalhotels.com/include/occidental/private/weddings/newimg/wed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ade org tanye aku, ape aku buat tym weekend kt Sweden? Yelah, kalo kt UK, wkend pun selalu pergi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'outstation'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ke walsall or conventry paling tidak ke Nottingham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(eh, dh lame tak pergi daurah lah!!).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ataupun kalau tak pergi outstation, aku lepak kt lufbra jer..join main badminton ngn kwn2. Hm..ape aku buat kt Sweden ni? Biasenya aku lepak jer kt bilik, have a rest after seminggu 'berkerja'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Weekend lepas, aku dapat satu text dari sorang student Malaysia yang dh nak balik Msia sbb dh abes belajar, dia buat gathering before fly balik ke tanah air tercinta. Since die buat kt umah satu Malay family, aku pun decided nak join. Sebenarnya aku tak pernah jumpe Malay family pun kt sini dah aku terserempak ngn student ni pun time cross jalan lps balik dari usrah, then number telefon pn bertukar tgn. So, aku ingat maybe ini chance nk kenal Malays kt Sweden ni and specifically di Gothenburg. Aku pun survey route and timetable tram pergi Frolunda. Since aku dah dua hari tak kluar bilik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(time tu ari Ahad),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;terkejut lah aku sbb time aku kluar rupenye snowing kt luar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(betapa aku ber'khalwat' dalam bilik sampai ape yg berlaku kt luar pun tak peduli)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Snowing in spring. Eh, aku nak cite psal pertemuan aku ngn Malay family tu lah, bkn psal weather yg pelik kt Sweden ni. Ok, then aku pun sampai umah diorg dlm pkul 8mlm. Kak H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(aku rase better aku kurangkan state ape2 name dlm blog ni), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;dh 6tahun menetap di Sweden, 3 org anak dan berkahwin dgn swedish guy. Sorang lg kwn k.H akan berkahwin juga dgn Swedish guy in July. Pastu ada skali sorang chinese woman, pun sudah berkahwin dgn Swedish guy jugak. Terfikir lah aku, agaknya ramai lah malay yang berkahwin ngn org sweden kt sini. Rasa agak janggal sbb kt UK, aku tak hidup dlm masyarakat melayu yang berkahwin dgn org UK! Sebab aku stay time dinner jer and share stories, aku pun tak tahu banyak psal life diorg. Tapi yang pasti, aku sorang jer kt dinner tu yang berhijjab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(rasa terkilan sbb w/p berada di kalangan Melayu tapi aku seolah tak merasai ikatan ruh, mungkin aku kena spend more time with them!!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Then weekend kali ni, awal-awal lagi kawan2 indonesia dh chop aku utk join diorg tlg indonesian family nyer wedding ceremony. So setuju jelah sbb aku nk experience mcm mana diorg buat wedding kt Sweden ni. So, pgi-pagi aku dah join 2org kwn pompuan ni. Mula-mula tgk diorg dressing jeans jer, aku terkejut lah jugak sbb aku sorang jer yang pakai baju kurung. Tapi diorg awal-awal ckp ada bawak baju persalinan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; (Ok, lega sket).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; Weather pulak cukup meyakinkan dgn cahaya matahari yang cantik w/p angin dingin menyengat sendi2 masih bersisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampai jer, ktorg decorate dewan yg diorg tempah ala-ala birthday part sbb takde idea mcm mane wedding suppose to be in sweden. Biar nmpk meriah sket. Aku ikut jer sbb suara aku dikira minority. Kalo ikutkan, wedding ala kadar jer , setakat nak meraikan kwn-kwn indonesian yang menetap di Sweden. Since tetamu dtg around 3, ktorg pun pergi carik tempat solat dan diorg pun nak tukar outfit. Rupanya diorng dh set pakai baju batik corak batik jawa gitu (aku rasa) then, aku sorang lah jugak yang berbaju kurung. Lps solat, aku pergi ke dewan tu smula dan tetamu dh agak ramai time tu. Yang agak terkejut, separuh dari tamu adalah org Sweden. Tapi aku tak amik kesah sbb aku dh agak kwn2 sweden akan dtg. Aku terus tlg bertungkus lumus kt dapur, menyiapkan hidangan makanan untuk tamu. Kalau kt Msia, kira jadi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'orang dapur'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aku tak kenal si pengantin, so bila pengantin tiba jer,aku pun amik peluang intai-intai lah. Rupanya si gadis comel Indonesian tu pun kahwin dgn org Sweden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(dan aku kira agak berusia-jahat plak aku ni).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Acara bermula dgn sesi bergambar dgn pasangan pengantin ikut turutan family atas so-called pelamin. Yang aku perasan, setiap family yang dipanggil untuk bergambar, at least ade sorang Swedish dlm family tu. Dan agak terkejut rupanya majlis ni dipengerusikan dalam bhs Sweden. Sebabnya family indonesia dh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'tercampur'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;dgn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'warna-warna'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sweden. Sedang asyik mengusha sesi bergambar, tiba-tiba pintu satu bilik di belakangku terbuka dan melanggar aku dari belakang. Rupanya aku berdiri di hadapan toilet dan keluar seorang perempuan Swedish. Mulutku automatik meminta maaf dan perempuan tu berkata-kata dlm bhs Swedish. Melihat aku terpinga, die terus meminta maaf dalam bhs indonesia. Huh? lagi aku terkejut rupanya perempuan swedish tu tahu berbahasa indonesia! Dan aku tak mampu berkata ape kecuali tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kemudian pasangan pengantin berubah lokasi ke dewan utama bersama dgn semua tetamu untuk Acara adat, kalau ikutkan organiser (kak w and family). Ala-ala renjis gitu. Tapi lain sket bahan2nya. Aku nmpk mcm ade nasi pulut ngn ayam rendang, bunga-bunga and air ape ntah aku pun tak taw. Apa yang berlaku kemudiannya aku pun kurang pasti sbb panggilan dapur lagi kuat memanggil. Yelah, lps acara renjis2, tetamu dh nk start mkn. Kenalah siap2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'berperang'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Agak lame kemudian, aku terdengar music yang agak kuat di tambah dgn suara sorak-sorakan, rupenya ade 'show' dari anak2 indonesia. hUh! ade acara joget lagi ! Bkn anak-anak aje, ade orang-orang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'bkn anak-anak'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;turut berjoget. Terkejut, tapi kuat minda&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bekerja&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;supaya menerima mereka seadanya. Aku cepat-cepat keluar dari dewan, menyibukkan diri di dapur walau kala itu tidak ade kerja dan tidak ade seorang pun kecuali Yen. Yen, baik dan tamah, dan yang aku paling suka, aku boleh bercakap bahasa melayu dgn yen sbb yen ada darah keturunan melayu (aku tak pandai bhs indonesia). w/p penampilannya agak tidak menyenangkan aku, tapi cepat-cepat aku usir tanggapan-tanggapan buruk dari bermain di minda. Yang pasti, yen juga bersuamikan pemuda Sweden yang sungguh handsome dan cool ! (uhuhu). Dan alhamdulillah, aku diberitahu suami Yen diakui sorang yang cuba mendalami dan mengamalkan Islam sebelum mereka berkahwin dan kehandsomemannya lagi menarik bila aku terserempak Yen dan suaminya itu sama-sama bersolat Asar! Aku berdoa agar si suami itu mampu membawa keluarganya mencari redha Allah. Cepat-cepat aku berdoa dlm hati supaya dikurniakan seorang yang mempu membimbing ke arah redhaNya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;p/s: Kalau aku berlama di sweden ni agaknya aku pun boleh 'tersangkut' dgn mamat-mamat sweden ni agaknya!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-283582449006152571?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/283582449006152571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=283582449006152571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/283582449006152571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/283582449006152571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-8424699636690005619</id><published>2007-04-12T21:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:30:38.613Z</updated><title type='text'>update on myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;tonight, i decided not to cook for dinner. I don't feel like having dinner. The only things i ate today was bread, and bread and more bread. I wonder does eating excessive bread giving me side effects. If it does, I am dead! (haha). At least it gives me enough energy to move around. If my kitchen is in the same level, i would definitely enjoy cooking better. And it is not the case. (why i keep complaining about kitchen??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few weeks, I don't really talking to people. Maybe I don't have the right person to talk to, i mean face to face. I don't really talk to people in Chalmers except for my Hendrik, the cutest supervisor and Tommy, the coolest (coolest??) lab engineer. I don't feel easy being around with swedish flatemate because we don't really have anything in common to share with. They speak swedish! Sometimes i am too lazy to answer knocking on my door. I knew they just wanted to say hi and make sure i am fine but the fact that I have to put on my hijab everytime to answer the door was so not cool with me. I am just pretending nobody at home. (teruk kn!?). The only person I talked to today was the cashier lady in Willys as i bought two pack of sardines. I just said thank you very much (in swedish) and obviously it was not a conversion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I chatted with my beloved aunt in Malaysia, we shared stories. Everyday I will at least say hi to my cousin who were studying in KUITTHO (they changed the name but I can't remember what is it). I knew she had a terrible time at the moment, with so-called Project Sarjana Muda and other human natures problem. I just don't want her to feel bad even though I can't do anything for her. I don't consider chatting as conversation. I didn't do much chatting lately though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not talking to my lil bro for months. He should know that I missed him so badly. I just could not call him while I am in Sweden. I know he's still alive from mom as I called home last Sunday. Latest news i heard was he's really struggling with his test ( I didnt have any idea what test was about). Now I knew he had problem with his studies. Mom spent hundreds to let him resit for the exams. No wonder he kept crossing my mind after praying. No wonder I kept double my prayers just for him lately. And yet I wasn't around to comfort him and make him believe that he can do a lot more better than what he is now. At the moment, I just wanted to tell him that I really wanted to go to US two years from now and he better do well in his exams or else i've got no place to stay over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person I felt happy to talk to was my mom. We talked for hours on the phone. I felt so happy when I made her laugh last sunday i called home. We talked a lot about the marriage lately. She will not oppose anything anymore. That was a relief. She underwent a small operations on her left palm last Monday. I hope everything is fine at the moment. She told me how she didn't want to stay at the hospital after the operation. She know better how it feels to stay in the creepy ward. But I didn't let her drive home back from HUSM right after the operations. How could an operated palm will do with gear sort of thing. And she's all alone. But the thing is, I knew she just didn't want to stay in the hospital, with nobody by her side, surround by not knowing nurses and patients. How I wish I could stay by her side even though just to pick for a fight with her. Yet I am still here in Sweden, thousand miles away from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have been complaining about my life which i shouldn't do. At the moment, I feel so dry and lonely. But I know He is always there for me. Without him, life is not worth living for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bila tubuhmu lesu dan hilang semangat,&lt;br /&gt;Allah tahu betapa kamu telah mencuba sedaya upaya&lt;br /&gt;Bila tangismu berpanjagan dan hatimu kedukaan&lt;br /&gt;Allah telah mengira setiap titis air matamu&lt;br /&gt;Bila dirimu telah terlanjur melakukan dosa,&lt;br /&gt;Allah sentiasa menunggu taubatmu&lt;br /&gt;Bila kau telah mencuba segalanya tetapi masih jua belum berhasil,&lt;br /&gt;Allah mengumpulkan segalanya untuk satu saat yang tak terduga&lt;br /&gt;Bila hatimu telah mengecapi kemanisan iman&lt;br /&gt;Allah telah berada hampir padamu untuk kurniaakan kejayaan hakiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup ini akan terasa indah jika bersama Allah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;(I've got this from a friend who were studying in Korea-sweet and meaningful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tomorrow is Friday. I hope it brings barakah to my day. Now I realised it has been quite a while since my last qiamullail.&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/780588629475036358-8424699636690005619?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/8424699636690005619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=8424699636690005619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8424699636690005619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8424699636690005619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/update-on-myself.html' title='update on myself'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-9190763776938837204</id><published>2007-04-08T08:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T09:28:17.267+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I read this on friendster Buletin. I am not a person who post this kind of thing on Buletin. So I posted it here instead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1.Last person who wrote you atestimonial:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nasha, my 'adek' in UK merangkap my math and science student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Last movie u watched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hm..can't remember one. It has been a very long time i'm not watching movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What do people first notice when they see u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chubby and kecik comel ahaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you like peanut-butter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Not really. I like choc spread better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Most memorable place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kolej MARA Seremban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you read comics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;used to read Penyiasat Remaja Kindaichi even when I was in college. Detective comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What's your favourite restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8.Do you have enemies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Years ago. When i was in high school. I am a good person to make enemy with (who does like LDP-Lembaga Disiplin Pelajar??). But not anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9.You like to go out grocery shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yes...definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Can you dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ayark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yes I do, indeed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.First thing to do when u wake up tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pray subuh prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my room in Oloshojd, Sweden. I missed my room in Harry French, UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hospital Besut, Terengganu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What is the last thing you downloaded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;song from Red Hot Chilli Peppers - desecration smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Are you sad now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nope. just a bit lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Do you have a car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nope but i wish to have one of the hybrid car. Black Toyota Prius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Do you like rollercoasters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yeah, of course. who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Chattin with...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;right now.. nobody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Would you go bungee jumping or skydiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;skydiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you shy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shy?? not suitable for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Do you think you're popular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you better ask my fans ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Chips or popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Are you a good cook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;good enough to make myself smiling :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Best things in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my deen, my family and my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Have you ever broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I guess i havent, not sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Have you ever won a trophy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;quite a few time during schools...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.What is your favorite board game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;monopoly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Do you bake cakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yes I do. I used bake cake for eid celebration every year until last three years when i have to celebrate eid abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Last thing you bought at a pharmacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My migraine pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Do you believe in love at firstsight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes but not happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Whats your favorite song right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Atas Nama Cinta- UNIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.How many pairs of shoes do you own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A lot..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Last song stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;desecration smile - RedHotChilliPeppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Any pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 BEST Local TV show as of the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Not watching tv at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Color of most clothes you own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;black, blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.Whose picture(s) do you carry inyour wallet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no pictures in my wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.What were your last prayers to God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;strengthen my imaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.What was the thing that made you laugh today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;now i realise i ain't lauging today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-9190763776938837204?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/9190763776938837204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=9190763776938837204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9190763776938837204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9190763776938837204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for fun'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-40461990178272595</id><published>2007-04-08T07:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T08:53:33.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs..eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rhid6e5azTI/AAAAAAAAALs/sMfe2pm6axI/s1600-h/easter-eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050960610147880242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rhid6e5azTI/AAAAAAAAALs/sMfe2pm6axI/s320/easter-eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today is Easter Sunday for Christian. Easter celebration is always come together with colourful decorative eggs. I wonder why. When I was small I didn't know that christian people has other celebration apart from christmast until I knew&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Hafsha&lt;/span&gt; during my college period. She was my roomate during A-level and she was childish cute Iban girl from Sarawak. Then I knew a bit about christian. I browsed her bibble once. The fact that I'd never had a christian friend before studying in college. She actually used to lived among Muslim friends and knew many things about Islam. I always pray that one day she will convert and start embracing Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying in UK, easter means a month holiday for degree student. And we normally spent money travelling around Europe or at least around UK. Go for shopping and being lazy all the time but not to forget struggling finishing the coursework within a few days left before lectures back in schedule. This time, I do not have a long holidays as before. Waa..i missed all the things i have used to do during easter. Spending time with all the sisters all over UK, sleeping in sleeping bag and cramping ourselves on the floor, sharing food in &lt;em&gt;talam&lt;/em&gt; and together fall asleep during teaching by &lt;em&gt;ustaz-ustaz&lt;/em&gt;. Easter holiday means Spring Camp. This year I missed Spring Camp which I heard was so succesful eventhough the number of sisters were over limit and they got no choice but slept on the kitchen floor. I was in Sweden and doing so-called experiments. Even my flatemates were not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weeks, I received a few messages asking when I am going back to UK since my friend Alif who were in Belguim at the moment has already going back to UK, at least once. Waa..depressed.&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; "hey, I saw Alif last week. When are we going to see you then?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then browsed flight to UK and train ticket from London to Leicester. I met Henrik and requested for one week off after due date of my interim report. It would be first week of May and I have chances to celebrate my 22nd brithday in UK with all my beloved friends. Yeay! At last I am going back to my &lt;em&gt;'kampung' &lt;/em&gt;Loughborough. Lets pray for a smooth and safe journey. I was extremely happy and it was also a perfect timing as Henrik will be away for holidays in May. He will be in Rome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return flight ticket from Gothenburg City Airport to Standsted Airport in London cost me SEK 441 which is almost equal to RM234. The train ticket from London to Leicester worth GBP 22.45 or RM 157. I took me quite a while to decide on the ticket since my financial condition is not strong enough. My monthly allowance status is still spending in MARA headquaters KL &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;(it has been two months since I arrived in Sweden).&lt;/span&gt; Or to be exact, I am broke. Hohoho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;p/s: mom promised to buy me flight ticket to Malaysia for summer holidays since there will be a wedding I need to be at!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**happy**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-40461990178272595?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/40461990178272595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=40461990178272595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/40461990178272595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/40461990178272595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/04/eggseggs.html' title='Eggs..eggs'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rhid6e5azTI/AAAAAAAAALs/sMfe2pm6axI/s72-c/easter-eggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2569012033727445224</id><published>2007-03-30T11:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:59:14.136+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmu'/><title type='text'>Sayang tak ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgztCYVHW1I/AAAAAAAAALk/h2AUO1ynhFI/s1600-h/muhammad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047669907522018130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgztCYVHW1I/AAAAAAAAALk/h2AUO1ynhFI/s320/muhammad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgzoQYVHW0I/AAAAAAAAALc/zqyYpbgj3EQ/s1600-h/muhammad.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Esok, hari Sabtu 31th March 2007 bersamaan 12Rabiul Awal 1428 Hijrah. Aku kira semua orang Islam di seluruh Malaysia akan bergumbira esok &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(bersangka baik)&lt;/span&gt; kerana Malaysia sudah tentunya bercuti (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;alah, Sabtu lagipun&lt;/span&gt;) sempena menyambut Maulidurrasul atau Maulid iaitu sambutan sempena mengingati kelahiran &lt;strong&gt;Nabi Muhammad s.a.w.&lt;/strong&gt; Sungguhpun ada yang tak menyokong sambutan seumpama ini kerana menganggap amalan sebegini adalah bida´ah kerana tak pernah dibuat pada zaman Rasulullah, sahabat malah tidak diraikan oleh imam-imam yang empat (Imam Abu Hanifah, Imam Malik, Imam Shafie´dan Imam Ahmad r.a) sendiri namun aku berpegang kepada pendapat Syeikh Yusuf al-Qhardawi bhw dibolehkan meraikan Maulid selagi tidak bercampur-aduk dengan amalan bida’ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Aku ada seorang sahabat juga akan bergumbira esok sebab hari pertama bergelar &lt;strong&gt;ISTERI&lt;/strong&gt; kepada sang suami terchenta. (mabruk !, mlm ni akad nikah ye?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Aku tak nak tulis pasal perselisihan pendapat atau mewarnai polemik yang sudah sedia ada tapi aku nak tulis pasal kewajipan (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAJIB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) mencintai Rasul. Cintai Rasul adalah salah satu dasar (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DASAR&lt;/span&gt;) kepada prinsip agama terhadap setiap yang bergelar Muslim. Malah kalau ikutkan Allah sendiri berfirman dalam al-Quran bhw hendaklah orang yang beriman itu mencintai Allah dan RasulNya lebih (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEBIH)&lt;/span&gt; daripada dia mencintai selainnya &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[seperti bapa, anak saudara, isteri (kekasih pakwe), keluarga, harta benda, playstation, kereta perniagaan ect]&lt;/span&gt; iaitu dalam surah at-Taubah ayat 24. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;(boleh rujuk quran tafsir-digalakkan). &lt;/span&gt;Dalam surah al-Ahzab ayat ke-6 pun ada Allah ingatkan orang beriman lebih kurang begini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;”Nabi itu lebih utama bagi orang Mukmin dibandingkan diri mereka sendiri”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; (pun boleh tengok quran tafsir- skali lagi digalakkan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Tapi aku tahu malah aku sendiri pun rasa kasih sayang pada Rasul kadang-kadang susah nak dihadirkan dalam diri. Marilah kita bersama-sama berusaha-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;huh, perasan bagus plak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;). Kenapa agaknya? Soalan cepu emas yang aku sendiri akan jawab dan aku sendri dapat hadiah (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 bulan penginapan di Sweden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;). Sebabnya kita tak menyaksikan perjuangan Rasul depan mata kita, kita tak nampak sifat Rasul yang sungguh perfect tu, kita tak mendengar sendiri suara lunak Rasul mengajak kepada mentauhidkan Allah. Kita dah lupa kegemilangan sejarah Islam dan kesannya. Tapi hakikat ni boleh ubah dengan usaha-usaha seperti :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Mentauhidkan Allah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Beribadah hanya kepada Allah. Solat kita kerana Allah, puasa kita kerana Allah, mkn dan minum kita kerana Allah, belajar dan bekerja pun kerana Allah. Berdoa dan berharap hanya kepada Allah. Mentauhidkan Allah usaha paling mantap ke arah mencintai Rasulullah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Cuba bayangkan Rasulullah di utus untuk membawa risalah mentauhidkan Allah kemudian ada yang tak nak ikut ajaran Rasul. Mana mungkin rasa cintai Rasul nk wujud. Contoh paling tepat macam ni, kalau kita sayang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(syg giler2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;mak ayah kitalah kn, pastu mak ayah beriyalah suruh kita buat course medic w/p kita suka buat engineering or business or whatever, ha, apa kita buat? Ikutlah kan? Logik apa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Belajar al-Quran , Faham , Amal dan Sebar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Semua orang Islam pun tahu al-Quran mukjizat paling agung Rasulullah. So, selaku pengikut yang patuh dan nk menghadirkan rasa sayang kat rasul, kenalah ikut ajaran dalam Quran. Tapi kalau kita tak faham betul-betul, boleh ke kita ikut? Sebab tulah mula-mula skali kena belajar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BELAJAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Kalau kitab medic yang professor recommend tu pun kita sanggup bergadai nyawa nak belajar tak kanlah Surat Cinta dari Allah kita nak anak tirikan. Katakanlah lecturer kita kasi tips utk soalan exams, dia ckp bab sekian-sekian dalam buku sekian-sekian, mulalah kita sanggup tak tidur malam nk baca dan faham, hafal segala benda alah dlm bab tu. Samalah jugak kalau dah Rasul berpesan kalau nk selamat pegang dua perkara iaitu Quran dan sunnah Rasul&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hadith riwayat Malik&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;And jangan lupa sebar, share ngn kawan-kawan kalau dah dapat grab Quran tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Follow sunnah Rasul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Macam hadith before, kalau nk selamat (tak sesat) berpegang pada Quran dan sunnah. Ikut sunnah rasul samalah macam ikut perbuatan Rasul (selagi boleh ikut), jangan buat kalau dah rasul larang sebolehnya ikut exactly mcm rasul buat. Bukankah akhlak Rasul yang terbaik? Contoh mana lagi kita nk ikut kalau bukan contoh yg terbaik? Allah ada berfirman dalam surah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;al-Ahzab ayat 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sila rujuk quran tafsir&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;bhw Rasulullah itu contoh yang paling baik. Kalau dah Allah pun suggest Rasulullah, takkan kita tak nak ikut. Lainlah kalau kita tak nak jadi baik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh, ada ke orang tak nak jadi baik??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Selalu igt rasul. Puji dan Ingat Rasul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Aku rasa tang ni paling senang. Yelah, logiknya kalau kita syg org pun kita ingt selalu and selalu sebut-sebut nama dia. Macamlah rasul pun, kenalah selalu sebut. Selawatlah atas Rasul tiap kali kita ingat or tiap kali terdengar nama rasul disebut. Allah dan malaikat pun berselawat ke atas rasul, takkan kita plak yang malas. (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sila rujuk quran tafsir surah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;at-Ahzab: 56&lt;/span&gt;). Satu lagi, rajin-rajinlah kita baca sejarah hidup rasul moga-moga dapat kita hayati sesungguhnya perjuangan rasul. Tapi make sure biarlah dari sumber yang &lt;strong&gt;SAHIH&lt;/strong&gt;. Aku recommend baca buku &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ar-Raqeeq al-Makhtum&lt;/span&gt; or dlm english version &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Sealed Nectar&lt;/span&gt; karangan Syeikh Safi-ur-Rahman al-Mubarkpuri dan &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fiqhus Seerah&lt;/span&gt; by Ramadhan al-Buty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Bela nasib Rasul dari fitnah golongan Munafik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately banyak case berlaku di mana rasul dihina sewenang-wenangnya. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apa tindak balas kita??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kalau kita tak rasa apa-apa, mungkin kena revise balik syahadatain kita. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peranan kita??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Apa kata kita tingkatkan ilmu dan cuba untuk membalas tuduhan-tuduhan palsu oleh gologn2 seperti ni. Apa kata kita terangkan kepada seluruh umat Islam (sebab ada jugak yang terpedaya dgn tuduhan-tuduhan batil ni), jelaskan duduk perkara sebenar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian..ada banyak lagi sebenarnya. Macam kita kena syg orng yang Rasul syg and benci org yang rasul benci. Tapi aku rasa yang tu masuk bawah ikut sunnah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat bermaulidurrasul. Semoga bukan tarikh 12 Rabiul Awal shj kita jadi pengikut setia Rasulullah tapi hari-hari lain kita nafikan kasih syg kita untuk Rasulullah. Mari kita sama berselawat ke atas Baginda s.a.w. semoga kita tergolong dalam golongan yang mendapat naungan baginda &lt;strong&gt;esok&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Allahu 'alam. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;p/s: kt Sweden takde Maulidurrasul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-2569012033727445224?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2569012033727445224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2569012033727445224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2569012033727445224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2569012033727445224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/sayang-tak.html' title='Sayang tak ?'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgztCYVHW1I/AAAAAAAAALk/h2AUO1ynhFI/s72-c/muhammad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4804596150874481553</id><published>2007-03-29T08:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T09:43:04.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;find me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;speak to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i want to feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i need to hear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you are the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;that is leading me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;to the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i find peace again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you are the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;that keeps me walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you are the hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;that keeps me trusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you are the life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;to my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you are my purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you are everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and how can i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;stand here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and not be moved by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;would you tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;how could it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;any better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you calm the storms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you give me rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you hold me in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you won't let me fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you still my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and you take my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;would you take me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;would you take me deeper now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;'cause you're all i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you are all i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you are everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Lifehouse - No Name Face (2000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I just love this song because it somehow reminds me of Him. I am not into the singer, just appreciating the song. I don't think it is a bad thing resembling a song that remind us our own creator..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s : while waiting for my equipment to be ready. I've got to get started my second stage of this PDP thingy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4804596150874481553?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4804596150874481553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4804596150874481553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4804596150874481553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4804596150874481553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-name.html' title='No Name'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-3160723003716607469</id><published>2007-03-29T04:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T04:40:26.365+01:00</updated><title type='text'>will I fall for you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgsxE4VHWqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AOk4jimTf7s/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047181767308958370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgsxE4VHWqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AOk4jimTf7s/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgsxQYVHWrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/p8l4NKzfeXI/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047181964877454002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgsxQYVHWrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/p8l4NKzfeXI/s200/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spring has just begun. Happy mode is in the air. Flowers are about to bloom anytime soon (hopefully). yeay~! I decided to snap a fews pics on my way back from Chalmers yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047182875410520770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgsyFYVHWsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9GU4XXHtFvA/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047183042914245330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgsyPIVHWtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JeaXmlZ2g88/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047183223302871778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgsyZoVHWuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ZPvNwx31T1Y/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; The path I used to walk by everyday to Chalmers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047184601987373810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rgszp4VHWvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BHjOImoJZ7Q/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047184778081032962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rgsz0IVHWwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WeVa8ZV7uLs/s320/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Here you are...the stairs and more stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047185198987827986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rgs0MoVHWxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SnIuEDbiDBQ/s320/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My fav fruits stall. They sell flowers as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047185551175146274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rgs0hIVHWyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qrpvWU5ggGo/s320/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here is my student village :) - Olofshojd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p/s: more pics to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-3160723003716607469?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/3160723003716607469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=3160723003716607469&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3160723003716607469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3160723003716607469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/will-i-fall-for-you.html' title='will I fall for you?'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgsxE4VHWqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AOk4jimTf7s/s72-c/DSC00270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7181162699864268511</id><published>2007-03-28T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T14:54:55.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini kisah benar !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;Semalam ter'click' (sengaja click sebenarnya) pada link seorang teman di YM .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ismaweb.net/ISMA/Article253.phtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hanya seorang lagi IBU mati dibunuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(&lt;&lt;- click di sini untuk cerita lanjut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046973006128568706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgpzNYVHWYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Qo6U0npvX68/s320/mother.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;kisah benar yang berlaku dalam suasana dunia dengan ketelusan media yang bingit dilaungkan oleh Barat dan sesungguhnya dunia amat mengerti ketidak telusan yang berlaku sebenarnya.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Good story to read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;p/S: ustaz ckp kalau xtimbul rasa sedih kalau baca kisah-kisah mcm nie, ade something wrong with our spirit of dakwah or at least spirit of being a Muslim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ismaweb.net/ISMA/Article253.phtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-7181162699864268511?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7181162699864268511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7181162699864268511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7181162699864268511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7181162699864268511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/ini-kisah-benar.html' title='Ini kisah benar !'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgpzNYVHWYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Qo6U0npvX68/s72-c/mother.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2446695878906251447</id><published>2007-03-28T12:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T19:38:57.709+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>nota dari seorang sahabat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgpoPIVHWXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xx1F-gLZDOM/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046960941565434226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgpoPIVHWXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xx1F-gLZDOM/s320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"..kau dah banyak berubah. !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;sebaris ayat yg menceritakan segalanya. Mustahil 7 tahun tak mampu mengubah aku. Tapi sahabat aku yang sorang tu sedikit terkejut mungkin (&lt;strong&gt;MUNGKIN&lt;/strong&gt;) sebab aku berubah tak seperti apa yang dijangkakan ataupun aku berubah tak mcm kwn-kwn lain yang berubah. (kwn lain berubah ikut zaman agaknya!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;becoming a better person is not a crime. Definitely not! And being a good person is not a crime either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Yang pasti aku sgt-sgt bersyukur aku campakkan di satu sudut dunia yang jauh dari arus perdana yang menyesakkan dada. Allah telah tetapkan jalan aku ke Eropah. Dan aku sgt-sgt bersyukur aku diberi peluang (inilah yg dikatakan rahmat Allah or maybe sekaligus dugaan dari Allah) belajar di UK. Impian ayah tapi xpernah aku sangka akan menjadi kenyataan. Kalo ikutkan logik, mmg lah beruntung sbb dapat study abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"..waah! hebatnya bley belajar kt UK"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;" ..best tak study overseas?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"..jelousnye dapat belajar kt sane"-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;msg2 biasa yang aku dapat. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Tapi sampai saat aku bernafas, aku bersyukur dicampakkan ke dunia yang jauh dari tempat asal bukan shj sbb aku dpt belajar di UK malah Allah bukakan aku jalan untuk belajar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(BELAJAR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;dalam erti kata yang sebenar tentang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ISLAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; Aku mengaku apa yang aku dapat selama 3tahun di UK lebih aku hargai dr apa yang aku dapat tym belajar kt sekolah dulu. Ya, kalau aku xbelajar solat kt sekolah dulu mesti aku xreti solat sampai sekarang. Kalau aku tak diajar psal akidah (the 5pillars, sifat-sifat Allah ect.) mestilah aku xreti sampai sekarang. Kalau aku tak diceritakan kisah-kisah rasul, sahabiah, cendikiawan Islam time kt sekolah dulu mesti aku tak tahu sampai hari nie. Tapi sebenarnya aku belajar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ERTI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;solat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(ERTI)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;dalam kehidupan aku yg sebenar-benarnya selepas aku tercampak di UK. Aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;RETI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;kepentingan akidah bila sampai UK dan betapa untuk mengukuhkan dan mempertahanankannya satu kemestian. Aku mula&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CINTAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;rasul dan sahabiah dan kepentingan setiap inci sejarah itu time aku kt UK. Aku mula&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;APPRECIATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;cendikiawan Islam dan semangat mereka sedikt sebnyk bertiup halus dalam jiwa aku pun, time aku kt UK jugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Teringat kisah yang famous dalam hadith : Kisah Ghulam atau dlm versi English ,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Boy and The King&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Hadith ni diriwayat oleh Muslim dan Imam Ahmad dan Rasulullah menceritakan kisah Ghulam ni dalam menerangkan ayat 4-8 surah al-Buruj dalam al-Quran. Keseluruhan kisah Ghulam ni luas pengajarannya tapi satu pengajaran yang betul-betul kena tepat pada aku is Ghulam tu ditakdirkan berjumpa dgn pendita (org yg berilmu) dalam perjalanannya menuntut ilmu sihir dengan tukang sihir Istana. Pendita yang dijumpai Ghulam telah mengajarkan Ghulam dengan akidah benar. So, dalam pencari ilmu sihir di bumi Queen Elizabeth aku juga ditakdirkan Allah berjumpa dengan ilmu-ilmuNya yang banyak itu, skali lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Terfikir jugak aku &lt;strong&gt;kalau&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(IF- there´s no such coincidence in this life)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;dan kalau aku belajar kt Msia agaknya aku tak akan terfikir masalah-masalah ummat yang melanda di Palestine, Iraq dan di mana-mana juga negara yang penduduknya Islamnya ditindas oleh kuasa-kuasa besar dunia. Agaknya aku tidak akan sensitif dan beremosi bila mendapat berita tentang pelajar-palajar perempuan &lt;strong&gt;diharamkan&lt;/strong&gt; bertudung ke sekolah. Agaknya aku tidak akan bertindak bila laungan anti-perang ditegaskan. Agaknya aku tidak berbuat apa-apa bila bantuan dibutuhkan untuk membantu mereka yang menderita di Palestine. Agaknya aku tidak menghiraukan laungan boikot barangan Israel atau pun barangan keluaran Danish (Denmark) sebagai tindakan memprotes kerana menghina Rasulullah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Agaknya aku lebih selesa menekunkan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://forum.ampradio.net/forum_unicode/image/LogoLG.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://forum.ampradio.net/forum_unicode/image/LogoLG.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(ade ke perkataan nie)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;diri belajar ilmu sihir itulah. Agaknya aku selesa melihat kwn2 &lt;em&gt;ber'pakwe-awek'&lt;/em&gt; bertepuk-tampar di merata-rata atau mungkin aku sndiri yang terjebak dengan budaya ikutan Barat itulah (nauzubillah). Agaknya aku lebih selesa lepak di kedai-kedai makan dan bercerita ttg artis-artis AF, &lt;a href="http://www.xes.cx/pics/malaysianidol.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" height="103" alt="" src="http://www.xes.cx/pics/malaysianidol.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malaysian Idol, dan segala macam rancangan hiburan celupan Yahudi itulah. Agaknya ruangan berita yang aku selak saban hari hanyalah ruangan hiburan. huh...sungguh aku akan menjadi umat yang paling menderita. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's really hard not to sound cynical here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xes.cx/pics/malaysianidol.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Terlintas aku pada soalan seorang kwn aku dari German satu ketika dulu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" ..what is the difference between Fatah and Hamas?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;huh?? aku sendiri pon xtaw ape beza antara keduanya. Aku pun mintak izin kasi aku masa untuk cari maklumat betul-betul psal fatah dan hamas. Bertitik tolak dari situ aku mula belajar dan menkaji sedikit-sebanyak psal Hamas, Fatah dan Palestine. Sekurang-kurangnya aku dapat rasa kerajaan dan rakyat Palestine dekat di hati. Kemudian baru-baru nie aku ditanya lagi oleh housemate aku, berbangsa Swedish dan beragama, tidak dapat dikenal pasti. Huhu.. Tapi die mengaku bhw dia atheist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" who are Shiite and Sunni?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;dengan selambanya aku menjawab ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" there are Muslims., like Protestant and Catholic for Christian".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;(harap-harap aku bagi menafsiran yangbetul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"..there are Muslims yet they are bombing each other?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"who are you then? Are you Shiite?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Kadang-kadang soalan2 merekalah yang membuatkan aku terfikir dan menggerakkan aku untuk lebih sensitif dengan masalah-masalah ummah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ya, aku dh berubah dan aku mahu terus berubah jadi Muslim yang lebih baik. Mewarnai setiap langkah perjalanan aku dgn warna-warna akidah supaya setiap orang yang melintasi perjalanan hidup aku dan orang-orag seiiringin melangkah bersama aku terkesan dengan warna-warna yang aku bawa. Moga aku dapat menjawab pertanyaan Allah di hari esok bahawa aku telah membawa panji tertulis kalimah Allah, insyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;p/s: mungkin aku patut bercerita kisah Ghulam yang best tu. Lain entry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-2446695878906251447?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2446695878906251447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2446695878906251447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2446695878906251447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2446695878906251447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/nota-dari-seorang-sahabat.html' title='nota dari seorang sahabat'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgpoPIVHWXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xx1F-gLZDOM/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-5669981152764117548</id><published>2007-03-24T10:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T15:22:31.918Z</updated><title type='text'>O Lord! Forgive me when i am whining..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Pagi ni aku bgn terasa kuat sikit. Semalam telan pill lagi..dgn harapan pagi ni bgn kepala dah boleh tune sket. Rupanya, pill semalam mcm hampeh jugak. Betulkan, Allah sebenarnya yang berkuasa menyembuhkan..pill tu hanya alasan jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah kemas-kemas bilik, mandi (wkend) baru lah ada selera nk mengadap laptop kesayangan ni. Pastu terlintas nk carik selawat syifa. InsyaAllah boleh tune kepala ni. Barulah aku tersedar lame dah tak sakit gini. Last time sakit gini time stay kt Butler Court dulu. Biasanya aku kacau madu sambil baca ayat &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 surah al-Waqi'ah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Pagi-pagi mmg dah jadi rutin sbb biasanya satu hari lecture mesti sakit kepala. Dah lame rupanya aku tinggal rutin ayat 19 nie. Maybe sbb time stay Harry French takde sampai sakit gini pagi-pagi buta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari-cari kt www jumpalah nie selawat syifa. Tapi yg mp3 Hijjaz tu lain sket dari ayat yg ade kt bwh nie. Aku pun xpasti kenapa. Tapi, kalo aku baca ikut lenggok Hijjaz jelah..Barulah aku taw rupanya selawat nie org panggil selawat syifa'. Hm..rupanya dah biasa jd halwa telinga aku, tp xtahu org panggil selawat syifa..huh, jahilnya aku, selawat yg selalu dgr pon xtaw ape makna and fungsi..umat menderita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 32px auto 40px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="mp3player" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://player.poqbum.com/swf/bcbe6135db8k7j0l9741c382e3cb0385/bjdark.swf" width="150" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" quality="high" flashvars="playlist=http%3A%2F%2Fplayer.poqbum.com%2Fswf%2Fbcbe6135db8k7j0l9741c382e3cb0385%2Fmp3player.xml" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poqbum.com/"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Get Your Own Player!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgUFOryyHlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9VSZYErS11E/s1600-h/h_s28.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgVCFbyyHmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GuGEiGUqydU/s1600-h/image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045511618666045026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgVCFbyyHmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GuGEiGUqydU/s320/image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya Allah, berilah rahmat ke atas penghulu kami, nabi Muhammad S.A.W. yang dengan berkat baginda, engkau menyembuhkan hati-hati, menjadi penawar dan menyihatkan tubuh badan juga memberi kesembuhan penyakit serta mengurniakan cahaya penglihatan dan kurniakanlah juga rahmat keberkatan dan kesejahteraan keatas keluarga dan sahabat baginda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;p/s: sakit kepala kali ni agak teruk jugak sampai sengal-sengal gigi geraham ni..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-5669981152764117548?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/5669981152764117548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=5669981152764117548&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5669981152764117548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5669981152764117548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/o-lord-forgive-me-when-i-am-whining.html' title='O Lord! Forgive me when i am whining..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgVCFbyyHmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GuGEiGUqydU/s72-c/image043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-3129643546978569019</id><published>2007-03-23T23:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:51:55.236Z</updated><title type='text'>400mg will do....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgRWyLyyHjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ShN1Uf3TRmM/s1600-h/pills_180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045252902721035826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgRWyLyyHjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ShN1Uf3TRmM/s320/pills_180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Pagi ni aku bgn dengan sakit tekak. Hm..tanda pertama akan sakit. Tapi bersangka baik dgn badan sendiri, yeah! Pastu baru perasan ade something wrong dgn hidung plak. Kenapa mcm satu jer function (hehe..tersumbt ler tu). Plus dh start dgn 'mode sedih' - &lt;em&gt;sokseksoksek&lt;/em&gt;. Tanda kedua akan diserang selsema atau demam. Tapi bersangka baik lg dgn badan sendiri. Terus teringat temperature kt luar still 3degree. So, confirm 'mode sedih' akan lebih teruk kt luar bila berjln kaki ke Chalmers nnt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Seperti biase, jalan kaki naik bukit dan tangga-tangga yang bnyk sambil bace &lt;em&gt;ma'thurat&lt;/em&gt; sebelum sampai di traffic light dekat dgn Willy's. Biasenye org bace after solat subuh tapi minggu nie special, (hehe), bace sambil jalan pi office plak. Tukar mode. Entah kenapa bukit-bukit dan tangga-tangga terasa mcm makin &lt;em&gt;steep&lt;/em&gt; dan terasa berat jer kaki nk melangkah. Berat badan bertambah?(&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;kalau yer, yeay!).&lt;/span&gt; Berat ke beg hari nie??(&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mcm biase jer, takkan tmbh 2keping roti dh jd significant gini&lt;/span&gt;). Or badan nie mmg xlarat??(&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ish-tanda ketiga dahtu&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smbil jln terasa mcm lame jer nk sampai Chalmers. Bila nk usha jam, aish, jam plak tertinggal kt umah. Nmpknye kne speed up nie mane ler taw dh terlmbt. Teringt td sekilas terpndang jam kt laptop dh pkul 8.52 pg. Adeh, lmbt lg pi office arini. Sampai office, jam kt lobby near to cafe dh menunjukkan jam 9.13, huh, sib baik still ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sampai 20 mins lepak kt office, tetibe terasa ade something menyengat dalam skull nie. Mode sedih xpayah nk layan lah. Gaya mcm nk selsema jer nie. Tapi mode dlm kepala nie mcm pelik sket. Biasenye kalo sakit kepala sbb &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blocked paranasal sinus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, akan sakit kepala bhgn depan ni jer. Tapi case pagi nie mcm lain sket. Denyutnye kt bhgn lain. Selang a few minutes rase mual, nk throw up. Sah, ini case &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;migraine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Aduhai..nasib baik pagi nie xyah masuk lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati dh berkira-kira nk mintak half-day off. Tapi...segan ler plak. Lagi pun paling tidak hari nie kena dicuss ngn Henrik psal resutls 9series of last experiment. Plus, semalam dh mintak masuk office lmbt sbb pi bank kt Valand, xkan hari nie nk mintak half-day off plak. Sabar shee..sabar. Kol 11, aku nekad jumpe Henrik. Kalo xjumpe pagi nie and talk to him, aku xbley plan ape nk buat minggu depan. Esok dh wkend and supposedly minggu depan dh start second stage of project nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdebar-debar plak nk pi ckp ngn Henrik. Agaknye sbb dh bnyk hari xborak dgn die kot. Hehe..Hasil discussion result mcm xmemuaskan. Tapi si Henrik nk sedapkan hati aku kot nye, terus ckp &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"hm..this is interesting to think about!"." I will sit and talk to Tobias this Monday and see what could we do about this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sah! Makin lama makin lost. Takpe, kita try lagi lps nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepala nie makin teruk. Tak dpt nk tafsir. Teringat pernah sakit gini time lecture kt Loughborough dulu. Kelas ptg plak tue. Ubat xde. Pastu, rasa mual mengalahkan org yg &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning sickness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Last2 buat taktik minum air bnyk2 and muntahkan isi perut so that rasa lega lepas muntah. Tapi, xkan nk buat camtu lg kt Chalmers nie? Nnt org igt aku &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pregnant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; plak, lagi haru. Aish..Seingat-igt ak, ubat ada dlm handbag tp bukan beg galas yg nie. Parah-parah. Time tu baru pkul 12.15 tgh. Berkira-kira at least kena stay office lagi 3jam setengah sbb supervisorku biasenye balik pkul 3.30ptg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should be doing?? Kne distract my mind from thinking about migraine. Aku pun usha lah tiket flite nk balik UK kalo2 dpt cuti easter holidays. Tapi mcm xde gaya nk dapat cuti pon. Lagipon, easter holidays lg 2minggu. By that time, problem xsettle lg. Logically, mmg xdpt balik UK pon. Tiba-tiba Tobias masuk office and tanya kbr. Aku terus tanya psal easter hols. Dgn harapan&lt;em&gt; kunun-kunun&lt;/em&gt; akan dpt cuti and plan balik UK even harapan mcm xde langsung. Sah! Diorg cuti wkend easter tu jer. Monday after easter Sunday tu pon xconfirm lg cuti ke tak. Haha..so, aku terus plan balik end of April after submit interim report ke UK. Agak2, kalo request cuti seminggu ke, diorg nie kasi tak. HAhah..tp kne perform utk next stage of the project dulu. Terus xjd nk request half-day off. Kne tunjuk committment stay kt office sampai abes office hour. &lt;em&gt;Penat dowh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since arini ade usrah, aku pun usha-usha lah &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dasar-dasar Islam [1] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;bab 2 ngn bab 3. Cara kedua nk distract my mind from whining about migraine. Sambil-sambil chttg ngn cousin kt Msia. Huh, tiba-tiba dh korek-korek beg carik buku nota usrah, jumpe sepapan &lt;strong&gt;ubat migraine ku&lt;/strong&gt;! huhu..rupenye aku dh standby kt dlm sume beg. Xkire handbag or beg skolah. Mcm nk melompat sekejap. Terus aku abeskn roti sbb kalo mkn ubat nie w/o mkn anything dulu, aku akan dpt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gastric&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intestinal upset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;400mg&lt;/strong&gt; of ibuprofen&lt;/span&gt; will do this time. Tapi aku kena igt kalaupun aku mkn and then rasa sakit kepala hilang, itu sume atas kehendak Allah. Ubat itu hanya alasan or sunnatullah. Yang menyembuhkan bukanlah ubat tu, tp Allah. Nasib baik teringt, kalo tak dh jatuh syirik..(sendiri hukum diri sendiri). For at least a few hours, rasa sakit akan lega. Alhamdulillah, at last aku stay office sampai kul 4.30ptg. Yeah, it almost the weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Karangan Abu A'la Syed Maududi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;p/s: Lepas ni kena mentally prepared kalo sakit kt Sweden sbb jauh dari kwn2 apetah lagi family. Syafakhallah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-3129643546978569019?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/3129643546978569019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=3129643546978569019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3129643546978569019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/3129643546978569019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/400mg-will-do.html' title='400mg will do....?'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RgRWyLyyHjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ShN1Uf3TRmM/s72-c/pills_180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4535162489534991285</id><published>2007-03-22T20:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:59:49.196Z</updated><title type='text'>where's the flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I wanted to do so many things. I wanted to go to so many places. I wanted to see so many people. I dreamed of so many things. I am such a small girl with big dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I wish I could change the world. I wish I could set my sisters in Palestine free. I wish could tell all of my friends the real purpose of life. I wish and wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I hate to read about Jews trying to snatch Al-Aqsa. I hate to read my sisters in Palestine live with gun pointed at their head. I hate when people bad-mouth about Islam so much. I hate when world sees Muslim as terrorist. I hate to know that people I made friend with don't believe in God. I hate and I hate..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;At this very moment I just wanted to go back to UK and have a proper dinner with my friends over there...yet..I'm thinking of myself again. I want to be a better person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;p/s: Despressing mode. Was it because of I haven't talk to Henrik lately?? Then I think I should..tomorrow lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4535162489534991285?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4535162489534991285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4535162489534991285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4535162489534991285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4535162489534991285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/wheres-flame.html' title='where&apos;s the flame'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-8094009519688311306</id><published>2007-03-22T00:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:18:40.199Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>O Lord..You're Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I close my eyes..and I open my heart, for Him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;p/s : I just can't sleep..&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/780588629475036358-8094009519688311306?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/8094009519688311306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=8094009519688311306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8094009519688311306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/8094009519688311306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/o-lordyoure-everything.html' title='O Lord..You&apos;re Everything'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7376115133420349825</id><published>2007-03-20T09:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T10:27:28.785Z</updated><title type='text'>4 tahun..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rf-lFryyHhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7Wk9ipoV_y0/s1600-h/4degree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043931624751898130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rf-lFryyHhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7Wk9ipoV_y0/s320/4degree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Semalam genap &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;tahun penaklukan Amerika Syarikat (AS) ke atas negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; yang seagama dengan aku, Iraq, yg pada mulanya atas alasan membanteras penggunaan MDW (Massive Destruction Weapon) oleh Saddam Hussien. Apabila polis dunia itu tidak menjumpai kesan MWD, penaklukan ke atas Iraq ditukar prinsipnya kepada pembebasan rakyat Iraq yang dituduh melalui kesangsaraan di bawah rejim Saddam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Apapun tujuan penaklukannya, sehingga saat ini lebih dari setengah juta rakyat Iraq terkorban&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(angka yang dikeluarkan oleh penyelidik AS adalah 655000)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dalam tempoh tersebut. Dalam tempoh yg sama juga ribuan tentera mereka terkorban bukan atas alasan menjadi hero AS tetapi hanya sekadar memuaskan nafsu pemimpin mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Suasana rakyat Iraq kini jauh berbeza jika dibandingkn dgn suasan ketika rejim Saddam berkuasa. Adakah dunia lebih senang bila Saddam yang dikatakn bertindak kejam semasa pemerintahannya di gantung di hadapan mata seluruh dunia dan mendengar laporan kematian, serangan, penindasan dan kesengsaraan yang saban hari memuat dada akhbar. Sedar atau tidak, laporan kematian yang mencecah puluhan saban hari bukan lagi tajuk panas berita dari Iraq. Laporan berita dari Times (UK) bertajuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/iraq/article1530762.ece"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iraqi: Life Is Getting Better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;semalam hanyalah laporan yg ingin mengaburkan mata penduduk Britain dan menyokong dakyah AS yang sememangnya Britain dikenali sabagai &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'rakan baik'&lt;/span&gt; AS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Kita imbau sejarah yang berlaku 4tahun kebelakangn ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Perang yang berlaku di zaman siber ini tercetus dari kejadian&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 9/11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yg menggemparkn seluruh dunia. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kerajaan Islam Taliban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; digulingkan atas alasan menyokong al-Qaeda dan Osama bin Laden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (Benarkah ada gerakn seumpama ini atau hanya antara ribuan dakyah2 palsu AS)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Iraq didakwa melindungi mereka yg bertanggungjawb 'merobohkan' pencakar langit New York dan Pentagon di Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kemudian satu demi satu pembohongan AS terbuka. Dunia semakin mencurigai AS apabila bnyk bukti menunjukkn kejadian 9/11 adalah lakonan mereka sebaliknya penaklukan Iraq ternyata hanya berkisar penaklukan telaga-telaga minyak- sejurus penaklukan penggulingan kerajaan Islam Taliban perjanjian pembinaan saluran minyak merentasi Afghanistan merentai laut Caspia menuju Pakistan ditermeterai dan kini penerokaan minyak diuruskn oleh AS dan sekutunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tujuan tersembunyi yang mungkin terlepas pandang adalah pembentukan kerajaan rejim Zionis Israel yang ingin menguasai kuasa politk yang paling kuat di Asia Barat. Jika sebelum ini Iraq dilihat sebagai pencabar utama selepas Iraq bangkit menakluk Kuwait, kini rejim Zionis lebih senang menunggani AS demi menjadi kuasa terhebat di rantau Asia Barat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Iraq dulu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Iraq muncul sebagai kuasa yang hebat selepas perang Iraq-Iran yang berlanjutan selama 8thn dari 1980-1988. Iraq pada masa itu mendapat sokongn penuh AS dalam usaha AS menghapuskan kebangkitan umat Islam di Iran. Atau lebih mudah Iraq manjadi boneka AS dalam usaha menyekat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REVOLUSI IRAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yg dibimbangi akan menggugat kuasa-kuasa besar seperti AS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Penaklukan Kuwait 1991 terjadi apabila Iraq tiba-tiba sedar dari lena. Mereka sebenarnya dipermain oleh AS. Penaklukan itu menjadi titik tolak campur tgn AS dgn melancarkn sekatan ekonomi terhadap Iraq. AS kemudian memulakan strategi memecahbelahkan Iraq dengan 'senjata' yang dianggap dunia sebagai paling berkesan dengn membangkitkan semangat perpecahaan kaum. Begitulah akan terjadi jika perpecahan antara kaum digunakan oleh kuasa luar untuk meruntuhkan sesbuah negara. AS mula membajai sentimen antara penduduk &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syiah, Sunnah&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kurdis&lt;/span&gt;. Tujuannya adalah memecahkan Iraq kepada 3 kelompok yang lebih kecil dan seterusnya tidak mampu mengatasi kekuatan kerajaan Rejim Israel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Media Barat menjadi bara yang sentiasa memanaskan topik perpezahan Mazhab di Iraq sedangkan apa yang berlaku tidaklah seteruk yang dilaporkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hari ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rakyat AS sendiri sudah merasakan tertipu dgn kerajaan Bush apabila laporan terbaru menunjukkan Rumah Putih itu menggunakan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RM7 trillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; selama tempoh perang di Iraq. Bantahan antiperang dianjurkan di seluruh bandar-bandar besar kelmarin. Mereka menuntut AS berundur dari Iraq dan mendesak Bush dipecat !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(mungkinkah berlaku??)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sejajar dengn laporan Kumpulan Kajian Iraq yang diluluskan January lepas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043948486793502242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rf-0bLyyHiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/afVgNyEV66E/s320/lu_02_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nasihat dari aku:&lt;/span&gt; Tiada yang lebih baik untuk Bush selain mendengar desakan rakyatnya untuk berundur dari Iraq sebelum krisis di Teluk menjadi sentimen yang lebih besar jika membabitkan seluruh umat Islam menentang kehadiran 'kereta kebal-helicopter-jet tentera-roket2' Washington di Asia Barat itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p/s : teringin nk join perhimpunan antiperang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/780588629475036358-7376115133420349825?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7376115133420349825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7376115133420349825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7376115133420349825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7376115133420349825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/4-tahun.html' title='4 tahun..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rf-lFryyHhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7Wk9ipoV_y0/s72-c/4degree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4496302674168853967</id><published>2007-03-18T11:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:59:21.178Z</updated><title type='text'>Maaf..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rf2YbAOXvNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VYARFbMm30c/s1600-h/tulip.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043354747408989394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rf2YbAOXvNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VYARFbMm30c/s320/tulip.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : mak selalu tanye ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; xadelah. tadi jer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; ntah kenapa, tetibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; mayb sbb borak psal mmbr2 kt overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : owh..okies.&lt;br /&gt;Dia : tapi ttg hal dulu2 tu, saya betul2 nk mintak maaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; eh, xde ape2lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; jgnlah risau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : tp still rase bersalah gak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; adeh..jgnlah mcm tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; masing2 pon phmkn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; time tu bdak2 lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : tp still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : effect die still sampai sekarang&lt;br /&gt;Dia : risau tereffect kt ur mom skali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;tiba-tiba rasa sayu..tak ade idea nk ckp ape. it does actually. but i couldn't say it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; ish, xdelah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; sorry for bringing this up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; I didnt mean to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : bkan camtu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; don't worry about my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; serious xde ape2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : insyaallah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; mom selalu mcm tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; selalu tanya psl kwn2 lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : saya harap ape yang awk ckp ni, yg sebenarnye&lt;br /&gt;Dia : ok ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senyap, tak mampu nak jawab. Biarlah aku menipu kali ini dengan harapan aku betul2 ok lepas nie. Rase bersalah sebab ungkit kisah lame dan buatkan die rasa bersalah. Aku tak pernah salahkan die atas ape yang berlaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; Ok, insyaallah. jgn risau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; jgn rasa bersalah plak psal bende2 lame tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; we are not losing anything, right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : sedikit sebnyk rasa bersalah gak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : sebab melibatkan org lain&lt;br /&gt;Dia : tp ok kn? insyaallah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : awak ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;---mahu aku jawab, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;saya tak ok. saya rasa bersalah. Saya rasa kecewa. one thing that i regret about is im losing such a good person like u&lt;/span&gt;. Tapi mustahil untuk aku cakap benda2 tu lagi. Sedetik beristifgar di dalam hati. Mungkin ini hanyalah anak panah beracun syaitan. Mahu melalaikan hati dengan soal-soal peribadi dari risaukan perkara ummah. Kami berdua faham. Faham sgt psal benda-benda ni tak akan berlaku lagi mcm dulu. Mustahil.--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : mcm mane tarbiyyah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; even kt sweden usrah still jln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : tanpa tarbiyyah mane2 ikhwah n akhawat xleh survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; betul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; kalau lame sket terputus tarbiyyah terus rasa kosong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : mmg camtu..&lt;br /&gt;Dia : saya ada meeting ngn ikhwah kejap nnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shee :&lt;/span&gt; owh..ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : kalo ade ape2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dia : bley teros terang ngn saya...dun wori.. jgn simpn dlm hati..okies&lt;br /&gt;Dia : wassalam wbt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;4 tahun dan tiba-tiba terungkai kisah-kisah lama satu persatu. dulu sama-sama terlalai dgn kisah2 alam remaja. Pernah berasa 'sakit' bila teringt kisah itu. Alhamdulillah Allah masih sygkn kami berdua, temukan kami dengan bi'ah hasanah. walaupun berlainan benua, kami berjuang di bwh satu fikrah. Lalui tarbiyyah yang sama. Malah pernah 'dididik' oleh guru yang sama. Semoga hari-hari mendatang menjadikan kami lebih sempurna tanpa perlu terguris dgn kisah-kisah lama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sometimes i feel like wanted to see him so badly...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4496302674168853967?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4496302674168853967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4496302674168853967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4496302674168853967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4496302674168853967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/maaf.html' title='Maaf..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rf2YbAOXvNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VYARFbMm30c/s72-c/tulip.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-612104377973492523</id><published>2007-03-18T08:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:03:56.894Z</updated><title type='text'>Setiap hari.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;Seminggu yang lepas adalah seminggu yang agak memenatkan. Baru aku rasa kebosanan bekerja. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Setiap hari&lt;/span&gt; pergi office pada jam yang sama dan balik pada jam yang sama. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Setiap hari&lt;/span&gt; buat kerja yang sama dan bercakap dengan orang yang sama malah kadang-kadang tentang perkara yang sama. Terfikir mampukah aku bekerja nanti? Seminggu yang lepas, hampir &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;setiap hari&lt;/span&gt; aku membuat 5 jam experiment dan results evaluation yang agak membosankan. Pulang ke rumah, hari dah petang dan tenaga dah hilang. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Setiap hari&lt;/span&gt;, benda yang menghiburkan hanyalah memerhatikan manusia yang kaku berjalan bercakap dengan bahasa yang aku tak fahami dan kereta-kerata yang hebat menyusur jalan dengan sistem trafik yang masih membingungkan. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Setiap hari&lt;/span&gt;, benda yang mampu buat aku tersenyum adalah buah oren. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Setiap hari&lt;/span&gt; aku singgah di kedai buah di simpang berhampiran Willy's dan beli buah oren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Setiap hari&lt;/span&gt;, usai solat maghrib pasti aku akan rebah kepenatan. Malah seminggu yang lepas jarang-jarang aku berteleku lama selepas solat mengadap surat cinta Ilahi. Terlalaikah aku? (Yes, indeed!) Solat isyak tanpa wirik yg pnjng. Itupun setelah 2jam syahid. My bio-clock went wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujung minggu ini aku habiskan masa berehat di bilik. Walau seharian berehat, penat yang mengjengah masih bersisa. Esok akan kumulai &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'setiap hari'&lt;/span&gt; selama seminggu lagi. Aku rindukan hujung minggu yang sibuk dengan akhawat-akhawat di UK, mengisi makanan roh dan akal. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Setiap hari&lt;/span&gt; aku terfikirkan mahu balik segera ke sana. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Setiap hari&lt;/span&gt;, malah &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;setiap hari&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;p/s: setiap hari aku perlu perbaharui niat supaya aku tahu aku di sini keranaNya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-612104377973492523?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/612104377973492523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=612104377973492523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/612104377973492523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/612104377973492523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/setiap-hari.html' title='Setiap hari.'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1579280340756555980</id><published>2007-03-16T18:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:54:27.758Z</updated><title type='text'>Bila..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mula-mula soalan itu biasa aje bagi aku. Aku anggap itu hanyalah soalan normal bagi mereka untuk bertanya. Mungkin sedikit pelik bila mereka bertanya ketika aku masih belum betul-betul settle down di Sweden. Mungkin mereka risau aku keseorangan di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah sebulan lebih aku di sini. Dan soalan itu masih di tanya. Malah semakin ramai bertanya. Aku makin rimas. Aku sudah bosan dengan soalan itu. Aku jadi sensitif dengan soalan itu. Dan antara sebab aku tidak lagi menegur mereka di YM adalah kerana aku tak mahu di tanya dengan soalan yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, bukan aku tak mahu pulang ke sana. Malah setiap hari pun aku berperang dengan perasaan sendiri untuk pulang ke sana. Tapi kenapa tidak mereka faham situasi aku di sini? Aku tidak mampu untuk meminta cuti untuk pulang ke UK. Kerjaku masih di peringkat awal dan mana mungkin aku mampu meminta untuk pulang sedangkan kerjaku masih banyak. Malah aku sudah terkebelakang dari jadual kerja. Alasan yang tepat adalah aku tak dapat cuti dan aku tak mampu meminta cuti. Tapi sebenarnya ada alasan yang sangat kukuh dan tak mungkin aku pulang ke sana untuk waktu terdekat. Dan alasan itu tak akan kuceritakan kerana aku tak nak mereka risau situasi aku di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah aku jadikan masa aku di sini untuk beruzlah. Itu yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak ada jawapan untuk soalan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bila Mahu Pulang ke UK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;p/s: Mak pun bertanyakan bila aku akan pulang ke UK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-1579280340756555980?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1579280340756555980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1579280340756555980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1579280340756555980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1579280340756555980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/bila.html' title='Bila..?'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-9035152362375886500</id><published>2007-03-10T21:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:29:30.001Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilmu'/><title type='text'>Kenapa? Siri 2 : Kenapa aku di sini?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RfMiEBFiesI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tnpl4_kkTu8/s1600-h/question%2520mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040409860364204738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RfMiEBFiesI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tnpl4_kkTu8/s320/question%2520mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Semua orang pasti terfikir nak memiliki kereta. Macam-macam malah aku ada kawan mahu kereta &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ferrari Merah&lt;/span&gt; katanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Semua orang pun faham 'kerja' atau fungsi kereta. Malah ade yang terlebih arif. Kereta dicipta oleh manusia atas tujuan tertentu dan sudah tentunya dilengkapi oleh manual yang selengkapnya. Maksudnya kereta tak akan dicipta saje-saje or suka-suka (sebab banyak masa lapang, mari kita buat kereta, oh!) dan pemilik kereta tak akan dibiar terkapai-kapai dibiar tanpa manual bagaimana hendak mengendalikan sebuah kereta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Okay..lupa pasak kereta. Pernah tak kita terfikir skali (atau dua kali atau tiga) kenape kita dicipta?? Aku rasa kalau tanya student yang baru jer dapat results SPM 2,3 hari lepas sure diorang akan jwb dengan skemanya, sebagai &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAMBA ALLAH&lt;/span&gt; dan sebagai &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KHALIFAH ALLAH&lt;/span&gt;. Huhu..aku yang pernah amik SPM pun akan jawab yang sama dan kita-kita yang pernah amik SPM pon akan jawab jawapan yang sama. Bukan salah malah betul tapi kalau aku jadi cikgu aku tak akan cakap jawapan tu tepat. HUHU...berlagak jadi cikgu sekejap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tujuan hidup manusia telah tertulis dalam al-kitab yang paling agung iaitu dalam surah az-Zariyat 51: 56.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;وَ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;مَا خَلَقْتُ الْجِنَّ وَالإِنسَ إِلاَّ لِيَعْبُدُونِ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku tidak menciptakan jin dan manusia melainkan agar mereka manyembah aku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;إِلاَّ لِيَعْبُدُونِ&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;menurut tafsiran dari Ibn Kathir, ini bermaksud &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"supaya mereka menyembah Aku, suka atau pun terpaksa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dalam ayat yang seterusnya ada menerangkan Allah tidak mengkehendaki dari manusia malah Allahlah yang memberikan rezeki kepada manusia. Kita hari ini telah terkeliru tentang tugas utama sebagai hamba. Hamba sepatutnya ikut saja apa perintah yang diarahkan. Sebaliknya kita lebih mengejar perkara yang telah ditetapkan iaitu rezeki dan kebahagiaan dunia..oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Masa aku belajar Pendidikan Islam SPM dulu, soalan peranan manusia memang famous. Dan dengan bangganya aku akan jawab peranan yang kedua adalah &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KHALIFAH ALLAH&lt;/span&gt;!..Tapi masa tu aku jahil dan aku hanya ingat &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KHALIFAH ALLAH&lt;/span&gt; ni kena jadi menteri or pegawai or whatever! Huhu..sungguh lah aku jahil. Lepas tu aku belajar lagi dan kali ni bukan untuk amik exams. Barulah aku faham kenapa Allah ciptakan manusia di dunia ni , oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;وَإِذْ قَالَ رَبُّكَ لِلْمَلَـئِكَةِ إِنِّي جَاعِلٌ فِى الأَرْضِ خَلِيفَةً&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dan ingatlah ketika Tuhanmu berfirman kepada Malaikat; Sesungguhnya Aku hendak menjadikan seorang khalifah di bumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah aku belajar lagi baruah aku faham sebenarnya Allah menjadikan manusia di bumi sebagai khalifah adalah untuk memastikan manusia berada di jalan yang lurus (jalan Allah). Ada sesetengah pendapat (and aku pegang pendapat nie) khalifah berperanan juga amar makruf nahi mungkar. Jadi, kalau diri rasa nak buat mungkar kepada Allah, kena cepat-cepat bertindak sebagai khalifah. Bukan setakat kita tengok kawan kita dating ngn pakwe or makwe die pastu kita pon pergi tegur lah diorg,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;''Woi! Korang tak takut azab Allah??''**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;tapi jugak kalau tiba-tiba terfikir nak tengak filem pelik ke..cepat-cepat ingatkan diri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"ish2..aku ni tak takut azab Allah ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;??"..Adapun sesungguhnya manusia perlulah sentiasa menyuruh manusia lain ke arah jalan Allah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;** - Kalau nak menegur adalah disarankan secara hikmah , huhu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia macam kereta. Ada fungsi dan ada manual. Manual yang paling berguna untuk manusia adalah Quran dan sunnah. Selagi berpegang kepada keduanya, insyaAllah akan selamat. Sesungguhnya kereta yang tidak difungsikan dengan betul tiadalah bermanfaat~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap hari aku berjalan ke Chalmers, aku terserempak dengan banyak roh-roh yang tidak bersujud kepada Allah. Setiap kali itulah aku berasa sedih sebab aku tahu diorg tak tahu tujuan sebenar mereka dicipta. Mereka fikir mereka dicipta hanyalah untuk pergi kerja dan dapat duit dan beli kereta dan rumah dan sebagainya, oh!. Sungguh lah sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p/s: Aku berasa sungguh sensitif hari ini. Pelik sungguh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-9035152362375886500?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/9035152362375886500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=9035152362375886500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9035152362375886500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9035152362375886500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/kenapa-siri-2-kenapa-aku-di-sini.html' title='Kenapa? Siri 2 : Kenapa aku di sini?'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RfMiEBFiesI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tnpl4_kkTu8/s72-c/question%2520mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7607530361976938711</id><published>2007-03-09T10:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-25T22:11:15.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things about Shee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RfEjnBFierI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0Qw5veST1Mc/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039848611217832626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RfEjnBFierI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0Qw5veST1Mc/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;, all praise be to Allah, only Him. I am very grateful, and thankful, praise to Allah for guiding me to Islam and make me live in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;imaan&lt;/span&gt;, His biggest mercy over all. When I am sitting on my chair in this small office how I realise thousands of people in this world have been working very hard, struggling to attain so-called success in life. Thousands of people not knowing yet ignoring the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; life of being a Muslim. (I should go out and tell the world, people around me that the true religion is Islam, not just sitting here and feel pity for those who are not embracing Islam or else Allah will ask me whether have I been spreading His words to those people or not- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adush&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Friday! It almost the weekend and Í will have more time for 'my life', &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;. At the moment, I am waiting for the second stage of my experiment with, of course, black liquor again!. It has been 45 minutes after I have left the black liquor to emancipate and precipitate with carbon dioxide. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; worried yesterday for I did mistake to my supervisor as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;´t received his mail and thus I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;´t perform any experiment which I suppose to do! I ruined my own good reputation..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;. But he seems to be in good mood this morning. What a relief and may Allah bless my day~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting (one more hour to go and the impeller speed has been changed into 600 rpm now) and I decided to write a few things about my self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back then..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;1) My uncle once told me that I didn't do much talking when I was kid which sounds surprising now because the only thing most people remember about me is I love talking. (so much said not much changed, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gedebush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!-hitting my own head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;2) When I was still a small girl, I learned '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mengaji&lt;/span&gt;' from two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;respectful&lt;/span&gt; person, my 'wan'(grandfather) and later my father. My 'wan' was so strict and even all my childhood friends who used to learned '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mengaji&lt;/span&gt;' from him will always be afraid of him. My father was not as strict as my 'wan' but both of them managed to make my cry if I did wrong in reciting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Quran&lt;/span&gt;. Always did. What a cry baby..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hukhuk&lt;/span&gt; (Thanks to them for what I am now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My parents didn't really allow me to mix and play with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; in my '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kampung&lt;/span&gt;' like what normal kids do, but I always sneaked out from my room to play with them until late afternoon. Sometimes i just disappeared but then my father will look out for me. My aunt once 'kidnapped' me (without my parents' knowledge) and brought me to '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bendang&lt;/span&gt;' -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sawah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;padi&lt;/span&gt;- just to look for snails (which we can eat). What a memory~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;. What a stubborn daughter still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4) Me, my big bro and my two aunts were once studying at the same primary school in the same time. My aunts once helped me out with drawing competition which then I managed to get the first place (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;what a cheating!&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; But then I screwed up when I represented my school (since I won the first place) in bigger competition as I need to do the drawing on my own. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the fact was I am not into drawing or arts-related skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I was a skinny little girl back then (still) as I am not into eating which then led into my gastric problem. I was once detained in hospital for almost a week because of my gastric problem. I managed to get out from that 'creepy' place as I &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lied to doctor&lt;/span&gt; that I was okay and didn't throw up what i have been eating (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;which i did in the toilet, actually&lt;/span&gt;). I shared the same illness with my father and sometimes we had our gastric problem at the same time. Was it because of we were strongly bonded? -hm..i wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6) I am still a stubborn daughter to my mother as I always did everything that she would normally hate. I am now thousand miles away from her and always worrying her. I'm even planning to settle down somewhere not in Malaysia. When I told her that I wanted to bring her along if I were managed to get a job in UK, she refused. I once told her that I have to just follow wherever my husband will be (if I were getting married one day), someday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I am still have problems with remembering people's name. I will easily forget people's name if we were not meeting each other just after awhile. Sometimes I just keep on chatting with people who I didn't remember their names, pretending that I'd really know who they were. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I have used to travelling all alone, get lost and ended up just fine. I always have problem when about to boarding on plane but ended up just fine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;~! The bad things always happened (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;insulted by various men&lt;/span&gt;) when travelling alone and one of my friends once told me not to get too friendly after all. I bet I am fine now since I'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; got shining little thing on my finger &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wink wink&lt;/span&gt;* and I can simply bluffing "&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; engaged!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) People can't really tell my age. A friend of friend of mine guessed once that I am 26 and most people think that I am 23. One of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;flatmates&lt;/span&gt; (British girl) thought that I am 18 (am I that cute?)! One swedish man once thought that I'm just 15!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Since I have been studying in UK I turned out to be a food lover. But I am lucky as I am still a skinny girl and it is kind of easy for me to loss weight (It has been a month since I've been here and I have lost 2kg). But Allah does test me with another problem, indigestion, which makes me give up on food once again~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;p/s : no wonder my supervisor asked me to start my lab early in the morning as it took me 6 hours in total to finish everything and get ready for another lab on the next day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-7607530361976938711?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7607530361976938711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7607530361976938711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7607530361976938711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7607530361976938711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/10-things-about-shee.html' title='10 things about Shee~'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RfEjnBFierI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0Qw5veST1Mc/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7683155868194351007</id><published>2007-03-05T17:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:10:01.813Z</updated><title type='text'>Kenape? Siri 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Re7jc0SSDQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z9FA6XEV1mM/s1600-h/Question-Marks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039215117285330178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Re7jc0SSDQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z9FA6XEV1mM/s320/Question-Marks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Richard, seorang yang pintar, membesar dalam keluarga Kristian di salah sebuah daerah di Britain, dan kedua ibu bapanya sangat berpegang kepada kitab Bible. Setiap Ahad, Richard dan kawan-kawan sebaya akan pergi ke gereja dan menyanyi, kadang-kadang berdoa. Richard membesar dan semakin mengenali ‘erti’ hidup. Kemudian Richard mula meninggalkan amalan keluarga seperti mengunjungi gereja pada setiap hari Ahad. Malah Richard kini lebih percaya kepada diri sendiri, mula menafikan kewujudan Tuhan. Richard tidak lagi percaya apa yang tertulis dalam kitab Bible. Richard kemudian graduate dalam bidang kejuruteraan dari sebuah university yang ternama di baagian tengah UK dan mendapat kerja di sebuah syarikat yang ternama. Berkahwin denganClara (juga seorang atheist) dan sedang menunggu kelahiran anak kedua. Richard bertekad untuk bekerja dengan bersungguh-sungguh demi menyara kelurganya yang semakin bertambah ramai. Setiap hari dia akan keluar bekerja seawal 8 pagi dan pulang bekerja sekitar pukul 5 petang. Kadang-kadang dia bekerja sampai lewat malam. Bos di tempat kerjanya sangat menghormatinya dengan keupayaannya bekerja dan memberi keuntungan kepada syarikat. Hampir setiap tahun Richard akan mendapat bonus yang lumayan. Richard kini sudah memiliki dua buah kereta dan sebuah rumah yang selesa untuk didiami oleh seisi keluarga. Hujung minggu akan dihabiskan bersama keluarga. Setiap tahun mereka akan merayakan Krismas sebagai sebahagian daripada budaya hidup. Richard percaya hasil yang diperoleh selama ini adalah atas usahanya semata-mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Malik, dibesarkan dalam keadaan keluarga yang susah di sebuah kampung di utara Malaysia. Semenjak kecil, Malik diajarkan ajaran Islam, mengaji al-Quran dan di ajarkan dengan akidah tauhid. Keadaan keluarga yang susah tidak menghalang dia dari pergi ke sekolah dan belajar membaca dan mengira. Malik juga seorang yang pintar. Dia mula mendapat peluang belajar di asrama penuh di selatan Malaysia. Mula hidup di asrama dan berjauhan dengan keluarga. Dia masih mengaji dan solat seperti biasa. Kadang-kadang berdoa agar mendapat keputusan yang cemerlang dalam peperiksaan di sekolah asrama penuh. Kemudian melanjutkan pelajaran di ibu kota setelah mendapat biasiswa dalam bidang yang sama dengan Richard di Britain, kejuruteraan. Walaupun keadaan pasaran kerja di Malaysia sungguh mencabar, Malik berjaya mendapat pekerjaan yang selesa di Kuala Lumpur. Tinggal dengan kawan-kawan yang rata-rata bekerja di kilang. Setiap hujung minggu, mereka akan keluar menonton wayang atau melepak di KLCC. Namun, Malik pandai mengumpul duit dan berkahwin dengan seorang gadis dari Pahang. Kini menetap di sebuah rumah yang sederhana besar. Setiap hari Malik pergi bekerja seawal 7 pagi dan pulang ke rumah sekitar 6 ptg. Gaji yang diperoleh membolehkan Malik membeli sebuah kereta. Malik masih bersolat namun kadang-kadang terabai dek kesibukan mencari nafkah. Al-quran sudah mula ditinggalkannya dan hanya menjadi perhiasan di rak buku di bilik bacaannya. Malik masih percaya Tuhan tapi sudah jarang berdoa. Setiap tahun dia akan balik beraya di kampung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Banyak persamaan dalam kehidupan Richard dan Malik. Yang jelas berbeza hanya status Richard sebagai &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;atheist&lt;/span&gt; dan Malik seorang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muslim&lt;/span&gt;. Jadi, apakah peranan status ini jikalau jelas matlamat hidup kedua-dua insan ini kelihatan sama? Keduanya mahu &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BERJAYA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DALAM HIDUP&lt;/span&gt; dan memberikan &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KEHIDUPAN YANG SEMPURNA&lt;/span&gt; kepada keluarga masing-masing. Apakah agama sudah tidak &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;berperanan dalam menentukan jalan hidup&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Apakah agama sudah tidak &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;menjadi matlamat untuk hidup&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Apakah peranan agama sebenarnya?&lt;br /&gt;Adakah agama &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hanya untuk diraikan&lt;/span&gt; saban tahun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atas dasar apakah ke&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BERJAYA&lt;/span&gt;an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DALAM HIDUP&lt;/span&gt; dinilai?? Atas dasar apakah &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KEHIDUPAN YANG SEBENAR&lt;/span&gt; dinilai?&lt;br /&gt;Adakah dinilai dari rumah yang selesa semata?&lt;br /&gt;Adakah dinilai dari segi sebagai apa kita berkerja?&lt;br /&gt;Adakah dinilai dari banyak mana wang yang tersimpan dalam ASB? (huhu..)&lt;br /&gt;Adakah dinilai dari sebesar mana rumah yang dimiliki?&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah nilaian ini berdasarkan &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NAFSU&lt;/span&gt; semata-mata??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;وَمَن كَانَ يُرِيدُ حَرْثَ الدُّنْيَا نُؤْتِهِ مِنْهَا وَمَا لَهُ فِى الاٌّخِرَةِ مِن نَّصِيبٍ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan barangsiapa menghendaki keuntungan di dunia, Kami berikan kepadanya sebahagian darinya (keuntungan dunia), tetapi tidak akan mendapat bahagian di akhirat. Quran (42:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sebernaya agamalah yang sepatutnya menjadi matlamat hidup. Agamalah yang menjadi menyuluh jalan dalam mengharungi hidup. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGAMA&lt;/span&gt; lah yang sepatutnya menjadi kayu pengukur kepada nilaian2 itu. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agama&lt;/span&gt;lah yang menjadi kayu ukur sebenar seseorang itu berjaya dalam hidup.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agama&lt;/span&gt;lah yang menjadi kayu ukur sebenar dalam menjadikan kehidupan yang selesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BAGAIMANA???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Agama memberikan satu pandangan yang sebenar terhadap hidup.&lt;br /&gt;Contohnya, kenapa kita perlu bekerja? Adakah kerana mahu mengumpul wang semata? Kemudian, kita berbakti kepada keluarga dengan wang itu. Kemudian..apa yang kita dapat? Jika kita mengambil agama sebagai matlamat kita bekerja, kita akan bekerja kerana Allah, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KERANA ALLAH!.&lt;/span&gt; Kita bekerja kerana perlu menyara keluarga kerana Allah. Kita perlu menunaikan tanggungjawab kita sebagai ketua keluarga kerana Allah, kerana mencari keredhaan Allah. Agama telah mengajar kita untuk menunaikan tanggungjawab itu dengan sempurna. Kita bukan sahaja memperoleh wang dengan bekerja, malah kita akan peroleh pahala jika kita bekerja kerana Allah. Bukankah ini yang dikatakan berjaya dalam hidup. Berjaya dalam hidup adalah apabila kita berjaya menggunakan kehidupan dunia untuk mencari kehidupan akhirat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;وَابْتَغِ فِيمَآ ءَاتَاكَ اللَّهُ الدَّارَ الاٌّخِرَةَ وَلاَ تَنسَ نَصِيبَكَ مِنَ الدُّنْيَا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan carilah (pahala) negeri akhirat dengan apa yang telah dianugerahkan Allah kepadamu , tetapi janganlah kamu lupa bahagianmu di dunia (Quran, 28:77)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bukankah dunia ini ladang akhirat??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Contoh lain. Dalam kehidupan seharian, kita pasti akan makan. Tapi kenapa kita makan? Kalau ditanya kepada Richard sekalipun, jawapan akan tetap sama dengan jawapan Malik. Itu adalah kerana agama tidak memberikan pendangan yang sebenar terhadap hidup, pandangan sebenar kenapa kita perlu makan. Kalau diletakkan agama sebagai kayu pengukur, kita perlu makan kerana kita perlu bekerja kerana Allah. Kita perlukan tenaga untuk solat. Kita perlu tenaga untuk beribadat (e.g &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bekerja menyara keluarga kerana Allah adalah ibadat&lt;/span&gt;). Kita perlu tenaga untuk belajar iaitu beribadat jika kita niatkan kita belajar adalah semata-mata kerana Allah, belajar kerana mahu meningkatkan taraf hidup umat Islam. Itulah pentingnya nilai agama dalam kehidupan apabila agama memberi satu pandangan yang jelas dalam menjalani hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agamalah yang menjadi kayu pengukur sebenar bagaimana kita perlu menjalani hidup. Agamalah yang memberikan nilai kepada kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;Agamalah yang menunjuk arah dalam memilih.&lt;br /&gt;Agama jugalah yang menjadi pagar, menghalangi kita daripada membuat sesuatu yang menyalahi syariat. Semoga agama memberikan aku satu pandangan hidup yang berbeda dari mereka-mereka yang tidak beragama dengan &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;akidah yang sahih&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Kenape? Siri 2 : Kenapa kita di sini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;p/s: ramai kawan-kawan atheist di sini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-7683155868194351007?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7683155868194351007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7683155868194351007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7683155868194351007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7683155868194351007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/kenape-siri-1.html' title='Kenape? Siri 1'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Re7jc0SSDQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z9FA6XEV1mM/s72-c/Question-Marks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-4927652429797984844</id><published>2007-03-04T12:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-09T18:19:35.710Z</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Aku, Kawan Aku Dan Dotdotdot..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Req2Dn6-18I/AAAAAAAAAFw/lLpQiOPY-3A/s1600-h/normal_arroworange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038039306539554754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Req2Dn6-18I/AAAAAAAAAFw/lLpQiOPY-3A/s320/normal_arroworange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Semua remaja bermasalah pernah laku seks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baca lagi di &lt;a href="http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/archive.asp?y=2007&amp;dt=0227&amp;amp;pub=Utusan_Malaysia&amp;sec=Dalam_Negeri&amp;amp;pg=dn_09.htm"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Kajian seorang akademik tempatan mendapati kesemua 887 pelajar perempuan yang &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dikategorikan sebagai “berisiko tinggi” yang menuntut di sekolah menengah di sebuah negeri kecuali seorang, mengaku pernah melakukan hubungan seks. Walaupun banyak pihak menyangkal kajian yang dilakukan ini menggambarkan keadaan sebenar remaja di Malaysia hari ini (dalam suasana hadhari), namun kajian ini seolah memberi satu &lt;em&gt;threat&lt;/em&gt;, satu kebimbangan yang sepatutnya diambil serius oleh semua pihak, semua pihak, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEMUA PIHAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di mana silapnya kita???Adakah remaja kita hari ini tak pandai membaca? Oh, tidak! Tidak sama sekali malah semenjak pihak kerajaan melancarkan kempen 3M, hampir semua remaja hari ini tahu membaca. Adakah remaja kita hari ini tidak tahu bahawa seks hanya dibenarkan selepas berkahwin???Oh, tidak! Malah rata-rata mereka datang dari institusi keluarga yang sempurna, di mana ayah dan ibu mereka berkahwin (bukan seperti di negara yang saya tengah belajar sekarang). Di mana silapnya kita?? Di mana?? Ada jawapan? Sila emel saya! Huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Silapnya kita bila sudah ramai di kalangan remaja kita tidak pandai solat(tidak &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PANDAI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;solat, bukan lagi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tidak MAHU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; solat). Silapnya kita bila sudah ramai remaja kita lebih gemar membaca majalah gossip daripada membuka al-kitab. Silapnya kita bila remaja kita sudah selesa mengamalkan budaya BARAT, berpakaian ala-ala barat, bersosial ala-ala barat malah sampai berfikiran ala-ala BARAT! Silapnya kita bila sudah ramai remaja kita mempunyai jawapan “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;artis&lt;/span&gt;” bila ditanya siapakah idola mereka. Silapnya kita bila remaja kita sudah tidak mampu menilaikan mana yang betul mana yang salah, mana yang haq mana yang batil. Silapnya kita bila sudah ramai remaja kita sudah hilang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NILAI AGAMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dalam hidup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa nilai agama sangat penting dalam hidup?? Jawapan di entry yang akan datang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kisah aku: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aku ada banyak kawan. Waktu itu aku bersekolah di sebuah MRSM di negeri pantai timur. Aku banyak berkawan dengan kelompok pelajar yang boleh dikatakan memberi pening kepala kepada guru-guru disiplin. Tapi mereka baik dengan aku walaupun aku adalah musuh mereka dari satu sudut yang logic (aku adalah ahli satu lembaga! -Lembaga Disiplin Pelajar, adush!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Satu pagi minggu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shee, nanti aku nak ikut kau pergi jemaah Subuh di surau!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Seorang daripada kawan-kawanku yang banyak itu, meluahkan keinginan berjemaah subuh di surau asrama di pagi minggu yang aku anggap sangat jarang (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JARANG, JARANG!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;berlaku. Jauh di sudut hati aku ada perasaan gembira kerana sekurang-kurangnya aku berteman ke surau pagi minggu itu (biasanya berkeseorangan ajer). Peliknya, kawan aku yang satu itu menunggu aku menghabiskan bacaan mathurat bersama jemaah-jemaah yang lain (biasanya mereka terus pulang meneruskan tidur-pagi minggu!). Ada rasa kurang senang sebab aku dapat mengagak kawan aku yang satu itu ada sesuatu yang mahu diluahkan kepadaku. Ternyata telahanku benar.&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shee,…”&lt;/span&gt; dia menangis. Waah..kaget aku sekejap. Hilang arah apa yang perlu dibuat bila kawanku yang satu itu menangis. Aku biarkan dia menangis sambil aku berlagak tenang. Dalam hati aku berperang dengan perasaan sendiri. Apakah masalah kawanku itu? Kami ketika itu duduk di koridor bahagian belakang blok kami, tempat yang jarang menjadi pilihan untuk melepak.&lt;br /&gt;Bila kawanku yang satu itu kembali tenang,&lt;/span&gt; “&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shee,..aku takut! Aku takut!!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Huh? Makin hebat perang di dalam kotak fikiranku seperti askar-askar Lubnan mempertahankan negara mereka dari serangan askar Israel yang kejam itu. Apa yang ditakutkan? Peperiksaankah? Kebetulan pada waktu itu sudah hampir peperiksaan percubaan MRSM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What if I’m pregnant??”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yaAllah, mahu gugur jantungku ketika itu. &lt;em&gt;Is she saying pregnant???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PREGNANT&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;apa yang berlaku ni? Aku bingung? Akhirnya setelah bersetuju dengan syarat tak akan menceritakannya kepasa siapa-siapa.(owh..sekarang aku melanggar janji setelah hampir 5 tahun rahsia kisah malang itu aku semat kukuh dalam diri aku) dia menceritakan perbuatan yang melanggar syariat Islam itu. Berlaku di malam sebelumnya, setelah dia dan kekasih hatinya (pakwe) menghabiskan sesi ulang kaji bersama-sama. Astagfirullah. Aku tak mampu berkata-kata. Aku hanya mampu menenangkan tangisnya yang semakin kuat. Aku hilang kata-kata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pintu taubat Allah itu terbuka luas&lt;/span&gt;,” &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hanya itu yang mampu aku lafazkan. Aku bingung seharian. Aku bingung memikirkan apa yang perlu aku buat. Perkara yang tak pernah aku bayangkan berlaku di sekolah yang aku anggap ‘selamat’ itu, Selamat kerana hubungan antara pelajar lelaki dan perempuan adalah ‘haram’ di sisi undang-undang sekolah. Malah di kalangan kawan-kawanku yang sangat rapat. Itu perkara yang berlaku 5 tahun dulu. Tapi itulah realiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak terkejut dengan keputusan kajian yang dibuat oleh Pakar Psikologi Kanak-Kanak dan Remaja dari Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia (UKM) itu. Aku sedih bila membayangkan apa yang berlaku. Di tahap yang sekarang, semua pihak,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEMUA PIHAK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;hendaklah mengambil serius perkara ini dan satu plan yang effektif perlu dibincangkan untuk mengatasi masalah ini, bukan di tahap menuduh dan mendakwa kajian itu tidak benar! Kalaupun perlu, kenapa tidak gunakan dewan rakyat,forum awam, perbincangan awam melalui saluran media yang serba canggih untuk bahaskan plan yang sesuai untuk mengembalikan nilai sebenar yang perlu ada dalam diri remaja kita. Yang paling penting,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NILAI AGAMA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;dalam kehidupan perlu disuburkan kembali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p/s: aku makin susut di sini!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-4927652429797984844?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/4927652429797984844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=4927652429797984844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4927652429797984844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/4927652429797984844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/kisah-aku.html' title='Kisah Aku, Kawan Aku Dan Dotdotdot..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Req2Dn6-18I/AAAAAAAAAFw/lLpQiOPY-3A/s72-c/normal_arroworange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2948627113547868917</id><published>2007-03-03T17:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:35:14.060Z</updated><title type='text'>Almost Screwed It Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Re2nEkSSDPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zYRfjt6OyR0/s1600-h/viscd6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038867254999125234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Re2nEkSSDPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zYRfjt6OyR0/s320/viscd6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I walked to Chalmers with excitement knowing that I am going to do my second extraction of Lignin on my own, of course with help from Tommy, the lab engineer. My supervisor were having a day off because his daughter was not in good condition. The first thing I did in the morning was completing the data from last experiment by calculating the dry content of filtrate and filter cake of lignin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I was waiting all morning for Tommy to finish his second step of precipitation as I assumed I was not allowed to do the precipitation without his supervision. It was actually ended with I did the set-up by myself as Tommay was super busy with his lignin. I started my preparation of the experiment with filling up the black liquor , Backhammar, into 2.5 liter semi-continuous tank, start the impeller up with 200 revolution per minute and heating the black liquor up to 80 degree celcius. It was almost 1.30 that time. Since I have already prayed before that, no need to worry about leaving the experiment site.  It took almost 40 minutes until the black liquor temperature reaches 76 degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second part of the experiment I needed to take the sample out after bubbling the carbon dioxide through the black liquor by using metal sparger, for every five minutes. Then I needed to measure the pH of the sample to get the pH vs. time curve. The later part of experiment was the most tricky part. The valves! As I were expecting fast filtration, I need to be faster than the filtration itself as I need to get the time right at the right weight of filtrate. It suddenly happened. I forgot when to be closed the valve to stop the pressurised air go through the filter cake. I went too far until the foam came down from the filter chamber. According to the theory, this such thing should be strictly avoided as it may alter the porosity of the lignin. But I just realised it when my filter cake was almost dry in the chamber itself. And it took me hours to take the cake out from the chamber as it stick on the chamber wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was preparing for the dry content part when Tommy warned me about the door between the lab and the office might already being locked as it was already after 5.oo pm. He asked whether I have got the swipe card to go through the door and without much thinking I just said yes. I was actually left it in the office. Meaning I could not get through the door or to be honest I could not get into my office. It was just a few minutes after that when I realised about it. Tommy was gone. And it was already 6.15 pm and I was trapped outside my office building. It was friday afternoon and of course everybody was going back home already by that hour. I was panicked myself. Didn't have any idea what to do. Should I call my friends as they might have the swipe card. But my cell phone was in the office, which the other side of the building. I just wait outside the door, hoping for someone coming from the office building. There was suddenly a girl who were about to went home but the thing was her swipe card didnt working for the office building. I jst wandering around the lab building when suddenly I saw a couple of youth were about to get out from office building. I ran as fast as I could (with the two samples of filtrate in both of my hands) to catch them and shouted all the way so that they would let the door open for me. haha..what a relief. I managed to get into the office building eventually. I rushed back home to catch the maghrib prayer as it was already late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave my swipe card in the office anymore or should I say I won't start my experiment if it was already afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;p/s: I went to Kak Ida's house later in the evening as she were moving to another town on the next morning. I am going to miss Kaysar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-2948627113547868917?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2948627113547868917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2948627113547868917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2948627113547868917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2948627113547868917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/almost-screwed-it-up.html' title='Almost Screwed It Up!'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Re2nEkSSDPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zYRfjt6OyR0/s72-c/viscd6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7651860953295121019</id><published>2007-03-03T09:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:09:19.333Z</updated><title type='text'>Apa tanda aku RINDU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/ReqVHn6-15I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xGbsYoMd-E0/s1600-h/miss-haze-white-full2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038003091375314834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/ReqVHn6-15I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xGbsYoMd-E0/s320/miss-haze-white-full2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa tanda aku rindu?? Aku rindu bila aku selalu fikirkan mereka. Aku rindu bila kadang-kadang aku mimpikan mereka. Aku rindu bila aku selalu fikir mahu segera pulang ke sana, jumpa mereka. Aku rindu bila aku selalu &lt;em&gt;browse&lt;/em&gt; blog mereka. Aku rindu bila aku tegur mereka di &lt;em&gt;YM&lt;/em&gt;. Aku rindu bila aku selalu intai-intai &lt;em&gt;friendster&lt;/em&gt; mereka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yang pasti aku rindu bila nama mereka aku sebut dalam doaku selepas solat. Semoga aku rindukan mereka kerana Allah. Uhibbukum fillah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Aku bersyukur menjadi temanmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Banyak yang telah ku pelajari erti kehidupan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Ukhuwah yang sekian lama terjalin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Semurni embunan pagi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Perjalanan kita masih jauh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Rentasi segala ranjau serta onak berduri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Hanya ketabahan dan keimanan di hati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Mengatasi segalanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Ku cuba memahami dirimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Agar persahabatan kekal utuh bersatu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Ku sedar betapa cekalnya hatimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Menghadapi ujian Allah Yang Satu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Akal budi sinar peribadi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Madah indahmu tidak akan daku lupakan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Kau sering mengingatkan diri ini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tiada kemanisan hidup tanpa keimanan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Ya Allah Oh Tuhan kami &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Seiringkanlah perjalanan ini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Mengharungi hidup penuh pancaroba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Mencari kasihMu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Berkatilah persahabatan kami ini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Buat selamanya Oh Tuhanku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Epilog Seorang Teman-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: Rupanya pemilik kedai buah kegemaranku di simpang berhampiran Willy's, seorang Muslim. Die bagi salam and tegur bila ternampak badge &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Yahoo! I am a Muslim'&lt;/span&gt; di bagku. Happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-7651860953295121019?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7651860953295121019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7651860953295121019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7651860953295121019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7651860953295121019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/apa-tanda-aku-rindu-aku-rindu-bila-aku.html' title='Apa tanda aku RINDU'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/ReqVHn6-15I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xGbsYoMd-E0/s72-c/miss-haze-white-full2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6806864173512257041</id><published>2007-03-01T21:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-04T08:53:24.863Z</updated><title type='text'>One Whole Day with Hendrik Wallmo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RedLaTDIqRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0p2tpZWcVnw/s1600-h/extractor3144large2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037077623399295250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RedLaTDIqRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0p2tpZWcVnw/s320/extractor3144large2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;After taking a day off on Wed (suke2 hati jer cuti), I went to department with guilty. Wondering wheather my supervisor was looking for me on my day off. After quite a while sitting in front of computer in my office, the guilt just went away as I did nothing but checking the mailbox and latest new on papers for almost one hour. If I were there yesterday, I might do the same thing all day- staring at the computer's screen until no more pages to look for. I was about to open dakwah info's pages when my supervisor came into my office and asking whether were I ready ready to do my first extraction process. I almost jumping off my seat excitedly but when thinking about the experiment with all the valves and the so-called meters (flow meter, pH meter), it get on my nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;First we set the apparatus up which includes the 8kg tank, another heavy impeller part, the bath oil as well as the 2kg of black liquor. The valves! There were so many valves which I need to remember which to be closed and which to be open during the experiment. Hendrik seemed doubt I could remeber all the valves. Frankly I just saying, " Just remember it by common sense!" . Surprisingly he just nodded his head. Hehe...Common Sense?? How could I came out with such idea? What if he tested me right on the site later? Tommy the engineer assistant told me once it took quite a few experiments to remember all the valve. So, just be prepared to forget it for the first time. Haha..If one of the valves open while it supposed to be closed, the black liquor with spread all over the places and the tricky part is cleaning the lab site. It happened once before I came to Chalmers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The later part, filtration, was harder. There were also quite a number of valves to remember as well plus we were using presurised air, therefore closer look should be paid on the filtration chamber this time. The tricky part was when we were about to start the filtration. Two valves were to be opened and closed in parallel and the timer was to be started on top of that. As the filtration is a fast filtration, we were expected to get the first reading within 8-10 seconds afterwards. Hendrik helped me out with the valves this time and I was the one who take a close look on the time as filtrate was collected. He expect me to do this on my own, later. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I expected to get all the values within 24hours as I need to dry up the sample of filtrate as well as filter cake to calculate the dry content of the black liquor. I was given a labcoat (which full of black spots of black liquor), a pair of gloves and a google (new one!) which everything were at the smallest size. Huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;p/s: I am still confusing with traffic system in Sweden. It seems impossible for me driving around here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-6806864173512257041?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6806864173512257041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6806864173512257041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6806864173512257041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6806864173512257041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-whole-day-with-hendrik-wallmo.html' title='One Whole Day with Hendrik Wallmo'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RedLaTDIqRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0p2tpZWcVnw/s72-c/extractor3144large2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-5973948609346604443</id><published>2007-02-26T18:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T20:03:16.537Z</updated><title type='text'>Another hit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePsJV8eB4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/iEDJ6b71Axg/s1600-h/motiv_finance2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036128453584095106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePsJV8eB4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/iEDJ6b71Axg/s320/motiv_finance2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;O sheeda, deprived not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;What a shock. My monthly allowance was still being cut off. With just 50% of total allowance I would not be able to pay for my room in Sweden. There might be a mistake. I am suffocated here. I thought life in UK is hard enough. Yet here is much more severe. One moment, I just could not imagine how my life would be if this situation keeps still. It almost made me shred tears. For the first time because of small things, I guess. But I just felt sorry for myself. My inner voice kept telling to stay patient as all this matter is out of our control. It is in His hand indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;My adrenaline urged to me write an appeal letter asking for full allowance to my sponsor. I thought that was the best I could do at this stage. How could I possibly going back to Malaysia this year if this kind of things happen? Well at the end, I just put my full trust on Him. Later on the day, MARA officer emailed me back telling me that he will keep this out of problem. But it may takes time. Whatever it is. What a relief though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;As time goes, it reminded me of Ustaz Muhaimin's saying during last Winter Gathering. What makes life is life is the hardship and the pleasure. What we have to do is to be patient enduring the hardship and be grateful of everything given by Him. It is the way I face the problems or nikmat what counts. Therefore, I should made the easy way out of this problem. I need His guidance, really. O God, show me the right path. Don't leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p/s: I haven't seen my supervisor since last 5days. Where was Hendrik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-5973948609346604443?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/5973948609346604443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=5973948609346604443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5973948609346604443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5973948609346604443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-hit.html' title='Another hit'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePsJV8eB4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/iEDJ6b71Axg/s72-c/motiv_finance2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-671952004547419342</id><published>2007-02-24T20:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:15:14.437Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayark'/><title type='text'>O God! please take my sorrow away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePlTF8eByI/AAAAAAAAADg/obWGiRWbAy0/s1600-h/tear2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036120924506425122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePlTF8eByI/AAAAAAAAADg/obWGiRWbAy0/s320/tear2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It was so sad and sad and sad. Nothing I could do but try harder. Expected. It turned out even worse. Frustration, the feeling that I cannot get rid of. On the other side of me there was a voice trying to keep me calm. The voice was whispering, so soft. Telling me to be strong and to believe in what was written by Him. It came from my very weak imaan. What have I am been thinking? I knew the fact that everything, every single thing in this world has been written in His Book. I knew it well. I even believe it with my all my heart. But it was so hard to nurture my heart to just accept the fact for I blamed myself for not trying harder and pray even more. But wait! Why not I am just contented with what I have now. Am I not pleased with His giving? Astagfirullah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“And whosoever fears Allah (taqwa) and keeps his duty to Him, He will make a way for him to get out (from every difficulty). And He will provide him with from (sources) he could never imagine. And whosoever puts his trust (tawakkal) in Allah, then He will satisfy him with his needs. Verily Allah will accomplish his purpose. Indeed Allah has set a measure for all things”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quran: 65: 2-3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now I realise how weak my taqwa is. How weak my tawakkal is. How weak my imaan is. It ruins my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036122633903408962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePm2l8eB0I/AAAAAAAAADw/61-w8nlaAGY/s320/DOA31.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To make up my day, I went to play badminton with my friends. It was fun though. At least it took a few percents of my frustration away. Later on the day, I cooked for my friends, one thing that I will do to distract myself from bad thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;p/s : It keeps snowing all day...it was cold. As cold as my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-671952004547419342?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/671952004547419342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=671952004547419342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/671952004547419342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/671952004547419342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/o-god-please-take-my-sadness-away.html' title='O God! please take my sorrow away..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePlTF8eByI/AAAAAAAAADg/obWGiRWbAy0/s72-c/tear2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-9146735352724279057</id><published>2007-02-21T14:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-27T08:20:44.463Z</updated><title type='text'>Hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePpxF8eB1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8tFIev529M8/s1600-h/heart22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036125837949011794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePpxF8eB1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8tFIev529M8/s320/heart22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Pada suatu ketika datanglah seseorang kepada sahabat Rasulullah s.a.w yang bernama Ibn Mas'ud meminta nasihat, katanya : Wahai Ibn Mas'ud, berilah nasihat supaya dapat aku jadikan ubat bagi jiwaku yang sedang gelisah. Dalam beberapa hari ini aku merasa tidak tenteram, jiwaku gelisah dan fikiranku kusut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Maka Ibn Mas'ud menasihatinya dengan berkata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;" Kalau penyakit itu yang menimpamu, maka bawalah hatimu mengunjungi tiga tempat, iaitu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ke tempat orang membaca al-Quran, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;engkau baca al-Quran atau engkau dengar baik-baik orang membacanya; atau engkau pergi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ke majlis pengajian yang mengingatkan hati kepada Allah; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;atau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;engkau cari waktu dan tempat yang sunyi, di sana engkau berkhalwat menyembah Allah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;umpama di waktu tengah malam, di saat orang lain tengah tidur nyenyak, engkau bangun mengerjakan solat malam. Mintalah kepada Allah ketenangan jiwa, ketenteraman fikiran dan kemurniaan hati. Seandainya jiwamu masih belum jugak terubat dengan cara ini, engkau pintalah kepada Allah agar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;diberiNya hati yang lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; sebab hati yang kamu pakai itu bukan lagi hatimu!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Maka, setelah diamalkan apa yang dinasihatkan oleh Ibn Mas'ud itu, berubahlah kembali jiwanya menjadi jiwa yang aman dan tenteram, fikiran yang tenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;Seringkali aku diingatkan tentang hakikat seketul daging yang satu itu. Satu hadith yang sangat popular di kalangan kita ada menyebut tentang hati :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Dari Abu Abdullah An-Nu'man bin Basyir r.a. katanya : saya telah mendengar Rasulullah SAW bersabda : ' Sesungguhnya yang halal itu terang ( jelas ) dan yang haram itu terang, dan di antara keduanya pula terdapat pekara-pekara yang syubahat ( tidak terang halal atau haramnya ) yang tiada diketahui oleh orang ramai. Orang yang memelihara dirinya dari pekara-pekara yang syubahat itu adalah seperti orang yang melindungi agama dan kehormatan dirinya. Orang yang tergelincir ke dalam pekara syubahat itu akan tergelincir masuk ke dalam pekara haram. Umpama seorang pengembala di pinggir sebuah tempat larangan, yang akhirnya lalai dan masuk ia ke dalam tempat larangan itu. Adapun bagi setiap raja sebuah tempat larangan, dan tempat larangan Allah itu adalah pekara-pekara yang diharamkanNya. dan &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ketahuilah pada setiap jasad itu seketul daging. Andainya ia baik, baiklah seluruh jasad itu dan sekiranya ia rosak maka rosaklah seluruh jasad itu. Itulah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hadis 6 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Bukhari Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sesungguhnya hati itulah yang memberikan nilai kepada seseorang manusia itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;p/s: kaki tenggelam di dalam snow setebal sekaki...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-9146735352724279057?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/9146735352724279057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=9146735352724279057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9146735352724279057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9146735352724279057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/hati.html' title='Hati'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RePpxF8eB1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8tFIev529M8/s72-c/heart22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-5509620506228313533</id><published>2007-02-17T23:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-23T13:11:51.633Z</updated><title type='text'>It almost the Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rdi3an7uajI/AAAAAAAAADA/kr0p-zkut04/s1600-h/colateral+damage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032974251610499634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rdi3an7uajI/AAAAAAAAADA/kr0p-zkut04/s320/colateral+damage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today, I moved into my new room in 226-23.&lt;/span&gt; Not that far from Riya's apartment but it took me quite a while to bring my heavy luggage climb down the hill from 135 to 226. But the things is I am happy to do it on my own without burdening others. It is just me. It is not like i am not appreciating others' help but I prefer to do it myself if I could do things on my own. I always remind myself of ma'thurat prayers that i have used to recite twice a day which means "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kami memohon (YaAllah) kecukupan yang tidak sampai kami terpaksa memohon jasa orang lain". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Me and my friends played badminton in so-called training centre. It has been quite a while after my last practice. It was fun though. I thought I am not going to play badminton for these 5months. Later in the afternoon, we were invited by Kak Wawa to have dinner at her house. The menu is 'sup ekor'. Wa...heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Back home (new apartment), I planned to read journals which is tonnes of them but then I was distracted by my dusty new room. I decided to mop out the floor in my room as it was soooo dusty. My feet covered by black stains as I stepped around the room. I was told that the room was left for almost two months. No wonder! My room smells peach plus almond afterwards. What a pleasent smell~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;p/s: I was told that Gothenburg somewhat means Hilly Rocky Area, no wonder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-5509620506228313533?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/5509620506228313533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=5509620506228313533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5509620506228313533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/5509620506228313533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-almost-weekend.html' title='It almost the Weekend!'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rdi3an7uajI/AAAAAAAAADA/kr0p-zkut04/s72-c/colateral+damage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-7687545578784186601</id><published>2007-02-16T20:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-26T08:56:32.766Z</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday! yeay~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdiolH7uaiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oj6RiMY43js/s1600-h/almutawa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032957939324709410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdiolH7uaiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oj6RiMY43js/s320/almutawa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Kedinginan angin pagi Jumaat meniup satu kekuatan ke dalam jiwa. Setelah seminggu berulang-alik ke department, pagi ini paling bersemangat bagiku. Ada satu momentum melonjakkan satu kekuatan untuk meredah dingin bayu pagi di Gothenburg. Sambil menghayati angin pagi aku melangkah satu-satu anak tangga yang banyak itu. Sudah lama aku tak begini. Memulakan langkah di pagi hari dengan menghayati nikmat Allah yang maha banyak itu. Hm... lalai benar aku sebenarnya. Seminggu lalu aku tak dapat merasai roh di sini. Tapi sebenarnya aku yang perlu menghidupkan roh yang mati di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mula perasan banyak mata yang memerhati pelik sepanjang aku berjalan ke Chalmers setiap hari dan aku amat faham kenapa. It was something that I put on my head to cover my hairs and to show my modesty. It is my dignity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang pagi aku mengadap komputer di office kecil itu merewang-rewang mencari journal. Journal lagi. Hendrik tiba-tiba datang ke bilikku. Pagi ini, aku difahamkan Dr. Tobias ade mesyuarat di Stockholm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" Hey, how are you today?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;" I am great, thank you. I am just looking for journals which related to my research later."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Well, that's good. That's a good start for you rather. If you need my help, I have an access to a few company about their patent on gas absorption."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Patent? Company? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"I am fine. I could use my loughborough university library services to find lots of journal. I have my own athen password actually."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He insisted to help me out and he gave me a 4-pages description about one patent on gas absorption which i didn't really understand the connection to my research area. Huhu..i have to read anyway. He then helped me with setting up printing devices from my computer so that I could print my works out through a printer in the department. It's for free..yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Setelah banyak kali Kak Ida tried to reach me, aku decided to call her. Aku decided membatalkan rancangan mengikutnya ke rumah barunya awal bulan depan. Kak Ida berjaya memujukku bermalam di rumahnya minggu depan since si suami tidak ada di rumah minggu depan. Alasannya, dia dah nk berpindah dan anak kecil si Kaysar asyik menyebut namaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Petang tadi, aku menghadiri satu lecture anjuran CIF, Chalmers Islamic Foreining, dengan topic QURAN AND MODERN SCIENCE, Compatible Or Imcompatible oleh Mustapha Malakeh. Lebih kurang 40 orang hadir, Muslim and non-Muslim. Lecture begini bagus untuk pendedahan kepada golongan non-Muslim untuk memberi gambaran sebenar bahawa Quran merupakan kitab yang bukan direka-reka oleh seorang lelaki yang bernama Muhammad. Bagus juga untuk Muslim untuk lebih menghayati kandungan al-Quran itu sendiri, betapa al-Quran itu mengandungi tanda-tanda untuk mereka yang berfikir. Aku pernah terbaca, jika golongan musyrikin masih berbahas tentang kebenaran sedangkn ia jelas, maka mereka bukanlah bertujuan untuk mamahami tetapi lebih kepada untuk mencabar dan menyusahkan. What ever it is, credit untuk CIF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Setiba di apartment Riya, she wasn't in her room. Baru aku teringat hujung minggu ni dia bermalam di rumah bakal ibu mertuanya di mana entah aku pun tak ingat nama tempatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;p/s: Text dari Mak di Malaysia :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Selesa ke kat Sweden? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rindu Mak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-7687545578784186601?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/7687545578784186601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=7687545578784186601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7687545578784186601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/7687545578784186601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-friday-yeay.html' title='It&apos;s Friday! yeay~'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdiolH7uaiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oj6RiMY43js/s72-c/almutawa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-2672405598130406734</id><published>2007-02-15T22:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T19:18:06.943Z</updated><title type='text'>**wink**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdihvH7uahI/AAAAAAAAACo/_m6bXlOvWj0/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032950414542006802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdihvH7uahI/AAAAAAAAACo/_m6bXlOvWj0/s320/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Spent all day by searching journals on the web. I have at least do a preminilary study for my project. I went back quite early today as I guessed I could do the searching from Riya's place. Plus, I was quite tired today as I didn't eat well recently but I was fasting still. I have lost my appetite, if this continues for a month, I will definitely lose more weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Frankly speaking, I have lost my momentum in doing my work. It might be because of my 'floating' condition still. But the main reason i guess is because it has been a while since my last usrah with all my beloved sisters in Notts. For all these while, usrah and tarbiyyah are the only thing keep my heart (even my feet) warm. I should be looking for an alternative as I don't know when will my chances be to join them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After almost a week in Sweden, today is my happiest day. Only Allah knows why. Alhamdulillah. Thanks God for this nikmat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;**wink..wink**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;p/s: They pronounce this place as "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yutebori&lt;/span&gt;" ( spelled as Goteborg in Sweden) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-2672405598130406734?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/2672405598130406734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=2672405598130406734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2672405598130406734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/2672405598130406734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/wink.html' title='**wink**'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdihvH7uahI/AAAAAAAAACo/_m6bXlOvWj0/s72-c/smile.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1468743960164949709</id><published>2007-02-14T20:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T18:48:37.415Z</updated><title type='text'>Framgangen 226-23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdiVIX7uagI/AAAAAAAAACc/y4YlHtIDh5U/s1600-h/harry-french-court.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032936554682542594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdiVIX7uagI/AAAAAAAAACc/y4YlHtIDh5U/s320/harry-french-court.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;At last, I met her. She gave me the key to a new room in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Olofshojd&lt;/span&gt;. I was given one an half hour to go to the room and take a look before making any decision on where to stay. Headed straight to my department and asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;permission&lt;/span&gt; from Hendrik to have an half-day off. Since he's been busy with preparation for his conference, and I didn't have anything to do in the department at that moment, he let me off this time.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I went back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Olofshojd&lt;/span&gt; and took a look for apartment 226-23. It is a large room and the most important thing is, I don't have to share my bathroom with any guys! Headed back to Angelica's office and signed a contract. The room cost me 3098 krona per month, (half of my monthly allowance, gee..). Now, at last I have my own room which is just a walking distance from Chalmers for I don't have to spend extra money on tram to get to my department everyday. My new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;address&lt;/span&gt; then ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Miss M Mat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yashim&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Framgangen&lt;/span&gt; 226-23,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Olofshojd&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;412 80 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gothenburg&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sweden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Today, there was a career fair in Chalmers which they called CHARM. I asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Riya&lt;/span&gt; to accompany me to get some freebies! I have collected 7 pens and 3 pencils, a bag of gift from P&amp;G (after asking a few question about getting a job in UK), a bag full of small, small things. I almost forgot that I was fasting as I saw hundreds of sweets everywhere in the Student Union, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;. I just went there to collect these free things as I am not intended to ask further question on getting a job in Sweden since I am already planning to get a job in UK. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Riya&lt;/span&gt; showed me the place for praying in the Student Union. What &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me, it was just an open small area and even for sisters and brothers, they don't even have any curtains to separate to each other. Luckily, there wasn't any Muslim brother in the room when I was praying. In fact, my new room is bigger than this so-called Muslim prayer room. I wonder how in such a University which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;occupied&lt;/span&gt; quite a big number of Muslim don't provide a better facility for them at least a nice praying room (with ablution area)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Riya&lt;/span&gt; left me alone in her room this evening as she had a date with his fiance. Gosh, today is a valentine day for them. Doesn't mean anything to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Huhu&lt;/span&gt;..today was a normal day. What makes today difference was I manage to get my own room, but for these few days, I will be staying with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Riya&lt;/span&gt;. I decided to move into my new room this weekend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;InsyaAllah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;p/s : I have lost my appetite since I am coming to Sweden. Bad for me. Fasting is better for me then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-1468743960164949709?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1468743960164949709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1468743960164949709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1468743960164949709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1468743960164949709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/framgangen-226-23.html' title='Framgangen 226-23'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdiVIX7uagI/AAAAAAAAACc/y4YlHtIDh5U/s72-c/harry-french-court.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-9092122512741095312</id><published>2007-02-13T23:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:34:35.413Z</updated><title type='text'>**break**</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdYdc37uabI/AAAAAAAAABg/-BUtEopP5EY/s1600-h/issue-08_konash-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032242015521106354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdYdc37uabI/AAAAAAAAABg/-BUtEopP5EY/s320/issue-08_konash-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Encik tidak marah?"&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;tanya seorang pemuda usai majlis diskusi tentang topik berkenaan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Marah," &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;diakuinya perlahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Tak cukup begitu sahaja.Esok kita berarak, bakar bendera Denmark!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Dia senyum sahaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Kita ada cara yang lebih baik. Kita ada senjata yang lebih hebat. Doa," dibalasnya lembut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Kita kena menunjukkan kemarahan kepada mereka yang menghina Rasul."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Menunjukkan kecintaan pada rasul lebih utama."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Marah itulah tanda kecintaan kita.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Betul. Tapi menunjukkan kecintaan dengan mengamalkan sunnahnya jauh lebih utama."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Encik takut?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Pemuda itu direnungnya&lt;/span&gt;. "Mengamalkan sunnah rasul memerlukan lebih keberanian..Tentangannya lebih hebat. Bahkan dari orang Islam sendiri"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Kita bakar bendera mereka!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Kita bakar cara hidup mereka. Itu lebih relevan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Pemuda yang 'terbakar' itu diam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;-Umat Islam dengan sunnah Rasul, seperti orang tua-tua dulu dengan barang-barang usang di bawah rumah. Nak digunakan tidak, nak dijunjung jauh sekali, tetapi bila ada orang lain nak mengambilnya, barulah heboh konon nak digunakan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Bagaimana nak menunjukkan perasaan marah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Demonstrasi depan manusia. Depan Allah, kita berdoa. Kita muahsabah, sejauh mana kecintaan kita kepada Rasul-Nya. Mungkin provokasi Barat membawa pengajaran tersirat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Ya, tersirat dari Allah...agar kita menilai semula benarkah kita mencintai sunnah Rasul-Nya selama ini."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Kemarahan ummah inilah buktinya,"&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ujarnya lagi, bersemangat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Kemarahan cuma bermusim. Luapan sentimen berkala. Namun kegigihan, kebijaksaan, perancangan dan ketabahan jangka panjang amat perlu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Maksudnya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Jangka panjang, sudahkan kita mendidik generasi muda mencintai Rasul dan keluarganya? Mungkin generasi muda yang maduk hedonisme kini tidak akan punya kemarahan yang sama seperti yang saudara alami."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Saya ada kawan-kawan sebaya yang hidup lintang pukang, tapi masih marah bila Rasulullah dipersendakan. Mereka akan turut berarak esok!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Hidup lintang-pukang?Macam mana tu?" &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ditanya pemuda itu, menguji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Rock habis. Sembahyang tidak. Bergaul bebas biasalah..tapi cinta mereka terhadap Rasul tak luntur."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;"Ajak mereka sembahyang dulu. Tal berarak pun tak apa. Cinta dulu, marah kemudian. Bila ada cinta, pasti ada kemarahan kemudian. Bila ada cinta, pasti ada marah kecintaan dicela. Tapi kalau marah saja, belum tentu ada cinta.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;-orang tak akan berani hendak mintak barang orang tua-tua di atas rumah berbanding barang usang di bawah rumah. Begitulah sunnah, jika dihayati, diamalkan dan diperjuangkan. Ia nampak sangat berharga di tangan pencintanya. Musuh tak kan berani mengusiknya, apa lagi menghinyanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Orang Islam mesti menghormati diri sendiri terlebih dahulu, barulah orang lain akan menghargai kita. Justeru jika marahkan musuh yang mengecam Rasul, marahkan juga diri kita yang tidak benar-benar mencintainya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Biarlah kita marah kerana cinta bukan kerana benci. Dominasi cintakan Rasul bukan emosi bencikan musuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;p/s : baru abes tengok video Lion of the Ain Jaloot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-9092122512741095312?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/9092122512741095312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=9092122512741095312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9092122512741095312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/9092122512741095312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/break.html' title='**break**'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdYdc37uabI/AAAAAAAAABg/-BUtEopP5EY/s72-c/issue-08_konash-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-6455192757791067696</id><published>2007-02-13T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T18:42:39.095Z</updated><title type='text'>One day with ´Black Liquor´</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdZDc37uaeI/AAAAAAAAACE/1O-1plRvRwA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032283796962961890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdZDc37uaeI/AAAAAAAAACE/1O-1plRvRwA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the name of Allah, the Compassionate, the Merciful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Sat in my new room (office) and checked all the emails in the inbox after the computer man set the personal account for me to acces the internet through my private computer in the office in the department. Suddenly my door knocked by this quite old man called Tommy. He was holding a beaker of dark brown liquid knowns as precipated black liquor. He invited me to join him for filtration process after lunch hour (which i thought lunch started from 1.00pm pm actually from 12 noon-haha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Black liquor is a complex mixture of water, inorganic salts and organis materials and the general composition varies depending on the type of wood species. Mostly, it contains 30-40% of alkali lignin (which is benefits in biofuel industry) the aromatic hydrophobic polymer and the essential function of wood to provide the strength and stiffness to the cell wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Extraction by acidification is one of the methods of precipitation lignin from the black liquor as solubility lignin decreases with decreasing pH due to protonised phenolic groups. The main source of H in my project will be from CO2 gas which will be allowed to bubble through the black liquor. The aqueous that Tommy holding in the beaker was precipitated filtered black liquor which was added with 6M of sulfuric acid. The aqueous (then called as suspension) then will be filtered for the second time by applying constant pressure of 0.5bar piston and directly washed by acidified water (de-ionised water pH-adjusted to the desired level with sulfuric acid) to produce filter cake and filtrate, for further analysis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It was fun though joining Tommy in the lab since he´s got a lot of things to tell me (he likes talking to me!) and the most important thing is I have read the book that was given to me by Dr. Tobias and I've got the main idea of what was happening during the experiment (including all the theories behind it!!). I will be dealing with first and second order both reversible and irreversible reactions, chemical absorption, Dankwert's theory (liquid-film mass transfer process), penetration model and filtration theory ( Navier-Stokes equation plus Darcy's equation). Waa....many more to come!(reaction rate, reaction constants, ionic strengths, liquid film thickness, boundary conditions, transport equations, diffusivity, ect.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Walked back home at about 5pm in the afternoon with Sari and Yuni. The fact that, I didn´t manage to see Angelica today for I did´t know the status of my apartment yet. It seemed I will be staying in Riya's apartment for a few more days! Was hoping for getting the better apartment than the one Í've got in Frölunda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Thinking about problem with accommodation and cost of living here made me sad but I realise my problem is just a small matter and I believe He is the One who evaluates all pain. By reading His LoveLetter will always makes me happy as I know He is enough for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032284595826878962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdZELX7uafI/AAAAAAAAACQ/pVXpl0i7YI0/s320/1479.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And there is no (living) creature on earth but its provision is due to Allah. he knows its dwelling place and its deposit. All is in a Clear Book (&lt;em&gt;Al-Lauh-Al-Mahfuz - the Book of decrees with Allah&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;p/s: I am still confusing with `&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOOK RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;`and `&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOOK LEFT&lt;/span&gt;` when crossing the road in Sweden. Gee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-6455192757791067696?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/6455192757791067696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=6455192757791067696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6455192757791067696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/6455192757791067696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-name-of-allah-compassionate-merciful.html' title='One day with ´Black Liquor´'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdZDc37uaeI/AAAAAAAAACE/1O-1plRvRwA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1126054522099044051</id><published>2007-02-12T22:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T18:42:15.057Z</updated><title type='text'>First Day in Chalmers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdTMMH7uaaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/q_kb41cJ_pQ/s1600-h/chalmers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031871192339736994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdTMMH7uaaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/q_kb41cJ_pQ/s320/chalmers1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdTJ0X7uaZI/AAAAAAAAABI/WVIVP0j97Sk/s1600-h/chalmers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This morning I went to Chalmers to meet Eva-Karin as she promised to give me my id and fill up a few forms. Yeah, i´ve got my CID and password to access my own account and email that i will be using during my stay in Chalmers. I met Simon at her office! He told me that he arrived in Göteborg on last Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Unfortunately, my supervisor was quite busy today and he just got time to meet me at 3.30pm. Don´t know where to go since it was still early, i decided to just stay in Chalmers Bibliotek (the library.. loh) which is next to my department. Went there and get my library card as well as my account number to access the wireless internet in the library. I was wandering around the library to find out the most suitable corner to pray zhur and asr and at last I found one corner which was quite ´stratergic´, huhu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Dr. Tobias Richard, my supervisor,a handsome guy and the most obvious thing is he is sooooo tall!! Even I have been wearing 2inches thick boot, it seemed like I am too small for him. We talked about my project and he introduced me too those who were about to work with me later. I will be working with Herdrik and Tommy. The most beautiful thing is, I will be the youngest person work this project out as they didn´t have any bachelor student around in department. Hm.. i guess i will be the cutest person too. Hehe.. Too bad, he gave me an half inch thesis written by Hendrik and expected me to read by tomorrow morning! Just to give a feel about the project i am about to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Later, I boarded on the tram and found out way to Frölunda Torg, the place where I should be staying at the first place. I decided to take a look at that place and if I didn´t satisfy I will request for another place which is nearer to Chalmers I guess. I took me 20mins to get there. The problems was i didn´t know exactly where the place is and i just follow my instinct finding the right way to my apartment, Marconigatan 15. It was actually not that far from the Frölunda Torg tram station but I just found it after half and hour lost in the city! By the way, it was a nice apartment but the fact that I have to share it a French guy, it´s totally againts my rule. Since I have to pay extra for transportation and internet as well, I decided not to take any room in the apartment. After prayed Maghrib prayer in the apartment, I headed out from apartment in hoping that Angelica will find me a better room, tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I dropped by at one supermarket but ended up with clementines and apples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;p/s: they called me Islamist..whatever lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-1126054522099044051?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1126054522099044051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1126054522099044051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1126054522099044051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1126054522099044051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-day-in-chalmers.html' title='First Day in Chalmers'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdTMMH7uaaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/q_kb41cJ_pQ/s72-c/chalmers1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1622003158229271314</id><published>2007-02-10T08:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:31:54.350Z</updated><title type='text'>Bila Kaki Melangkah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdBjpH7uaYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7zSY2-_4SbE/s1600-h/first+step.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030630341928184194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdBjpH7uaYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7zSY2-_4SbE/s320/first+step.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hari kedua di Göteborg. Bangun dengan perasaan yang bercampur-baur. Tak dapat ditafsir. Yang pasti, lenguh-lenguh badan menyegat bila dingin pagi menyelimuti bumi Sweden ini. Doa selepas solat subuh pagi ini sengaja diperpanjangkan dan sengaja aku berlama berteleku sendirian di bilik Kaysar. Semoga hari ini dipermudahkan oleh Allah dan dikuatkan semangat untuk memulakan misi di bumi yang dikelilingi dengan Baltic Sea dan terkenal dengan Scandinavia´s largest port ini. Semoga kaki kecil yang melangkah keluar dari apartment K.Ida ini mampu menahan dugaan-dugaan yang bakal menanti di tengah-tengah perjalan hidup di sini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Selepas breakfast simple bersama Kak Ida Rose dan anak kecil Kaysar, Nando datang menjemput aku ke Chalmers University or lebih senang dipanggil Chalmers. Anak kecil harus dihantar ke sekolah dan ibunya pergi menghadiri kuliah bahasa Swedish. Atas alasan masih terlalu awal kami terus ke Chalmers Bibliotek or the library, menunggu sahabat yang lain, Audey. Sempat berjalan-jalan di sekitar campus sebelum menuggu Eva-Karin Akar, international coordinator for Chemical and Biological Engineering juga orang yang bertanggungjawab memegang kunci bilik, di Student Centre Origo. Bilik yang ku dapat agak jauh dari kediaman teman-teman lain. Jadi, mereka memutuskan untuk menempatkan aku di rumah seorg sahabat lain di Olofsöyd buat sementara waktu sebelum dapat ditukar ke tempat yang lebih dekat dengan university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Kami akhirnya ke tempat Riya di Olofsöyd. Dijamu dengan nasi sedikit lauk sebelum mereka beransur untuk ke solat Jumaat di campus. Tengah hari itu aku hanya kembali ke tempat Kak Ida dan kami makan sebelum pergi menjemput Kaysar di sekolah. Usai menjemput Kaysar, K.Ida membawaku ke bandar Goteborg sementara menghabiskan masa perjalanan tiketku selama satu setengah jam yg bernilai 20krona. On the way back, kami singgah di kedai buah kegemaran Kaysar, seraya memuaskan hati anak kecil yg berumur setahun setengah itu. The first thing i bought here(Sweden) was oranges. my favourite atau lebih dikenali oleh Kaysar sebagai ´jeruk´. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Usai solat Magrib, aku membuka ´surat cinta´. Rasa seperti sudah lama tak membaca surat cinta dari Dia yang satu itu. Satu kekuatan seakan mengalir dalam urat nadi, menyemarak dan memberi satu kehangatan yang hampir hilang dalam diri dek terlalai dalam sejuk beku salju UK dan dingin bayu Sweden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hampir jam enam, Kak Ida menerima panggilan dari Sari memberitahu rombongan dari Denmark sudah tiba dan mereka lantas diundang menjamu sedikit alas perut di rumah K.Ida sebelum menikmati proper dinner di rumah Riya. Kami bertolak ke rumah Riya ketika jam menunjukkan hampir jam 8.30mlm. Kali nie, baggage ku yang berat itu dibawa bersama. Weekend ini aku akan menginap di rumah Riya. Meriah dan gamat dengan suara-suara mengusik dari Audey dan Nando memenuhi ruang tamu Riya sambil mereka menikmati dinner. Penat dan mengantuk menguasai diri dan aku tak mampu bersama-sama menikmati juadah nasi berlaukkan gulai bamboo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yang pasti, semalam memang yang agak memenatkan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p/s : Rupanye boleh pergi Denmark by ferry dari sini!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780588629475036358-1622003158229271314?l=inikembarasufi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/feeds/1622003158229271314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780588629475036358&amp;postID=1622003158229271314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1622003158229271314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780588629475036358/posts/default/1622003158229271314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inikembarasufi.blogspot.com/2007/02/bila-kaki-melangkah.html' title='Bila Kaki Melangkah..'/><author><name>~Shee~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915393257170835647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p259/shee_da85/DSC00453.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/RdBjpH7uaYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7zSY2-_4SbE/s72-c/first+step.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780588629475036358.post-1225188757129186762</id><published>2007-02-09T01:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:32:54.023Z</updated><title type='text'>Will it be or will it not be..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rc9lmn7uaXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tT3xQW2LMqQ/s1600-h/snow2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030351023025056114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-SLyO7Mdlxo/Rc9lmn7uaXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tT3xQW2LMqQ/s320/snow2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I slept quite late last night after finishing my last committee report. Woke up with no feeling of going to Sweden. I was told that today is going to be snowing. Deep in my heart I hope I would be able to see small white flakes pouring down from clear sky. Nesha came to see me for the last time as I would not be able to see her again next semester since this is her final semester. It was snowing that time, mild snowing. Breakdown my journey to sweden as follows;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Harry French-Loughborough Train Station) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1040-1055&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Train &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Loughborough-Leicester) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Train &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Leicester-Stansted Airport) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1215-1450&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ryainair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Stansted Airport-Gotthenburg City Airport) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1800-2050&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Flygbussarna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Gotthenburg City Airport-Nils Ericson Terminalen) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2045-2105&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/
