<?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-5205793888533919595</id><updated>2011-12-18T07:00:39.828-08:00</updated><category term='list'/><category term='students'/><category term='mindset'/><category term='kampung'/><category term='makan'/><category term='keluarga'/><category term='school'/><category term='listener'/><category term='kagum'/><category term='thumbs'/><category term='alam'/><category term='hari raya'/><category term='taqlid'/><category term='principle'/><category term='ibubapa'/><category term='ibu jari'/><category term='kek'/><category term='anger management'/><category term='puasa'/><category term='teacher'/><category term='working-class people'/><category term='wajib'/><category term='against will'/><category term='solat'/><category term='strangers'/><category term='usaha'/><category term='examination'/><category term='sedih'/><title type='text'>Barang yang lepas..</title><subtitle type='html'>kenangan untuk semuanya yang telah berlalu...
tarikhnya sudah luput, tetapi sengaja dimuatnaik juga untuk tatapan bersama...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-1383967903484888644</id><published>2010-04-19T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T01:54:25.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ibubapa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alam'/><title type='text'>mindset sebagai ibubapa</title><content type='html'>Manusia hidup berpindah dari satu alam ke alam yang lain. dan setiap perpindahan alam itu sangat signifikan dan memberi impak yang besar.  alam yang bakal ditempuhi seterusnya realitinya makin mencabar dan lebih lama daripada alam yang sebelumnya.  samada alam ruh, alam rahim, alam dunia, alam barzakh, alam masyhar dan seterusnya akhirat, semuanya sangat signifikan. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cuma kita kadang-kadang terlupa alam yang sebelumnya dan yang bakal kita hadapi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibubapa kita adalah ibubapa kita di alam rahim dan dunia sahaja. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Memang benar, mereka adalah kurniaan daripada Allah swt yang sangat bernilai.&lt;/span&gt; Mereka juga berperanan besar melahirkan, membimbing, dan membantu saya membuat pahala untuk mencapai ultimate goal saya di akhirat kelak. Saya juga sangat bersyukur Allah mengurniakan ibubapa yang sangat baik hati, tidak mengongkong, dan juga tidak terlalu memanjakan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melihatkan keadaan semasa dan orang sekeliling, saya menjadi sangat bersyukur kepada Allah swt kerana mengurniakan mereka yang berfikiran jauh, berbanding rakan sebaya mereka, namun masih mengikut syariat dan batasan Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka sangat memberi kepercayaan kepada saya, tidak menetapkan syarat atau peraturan mengongkong, tidak menjatuhkan air muka saya. Mereka mungkin manusia biasa yang sering membuat silap, namun kasih sayang mereka mengatasi segalanya. Saya juga berharap, rakan-rakan yang sudah menjadi ibubapa membina mindset yang sangat sihat dan tidak terkongkong dengan budaya dan adat resam. Cukup sahaja meletakkan Islam di tempat teratas dan utama dalam menentukan segalanya, bukannya emosi mahupun tradisi kebiasaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di antara &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mindset lama&lt;/span&gt; yang banyak ibubapa pegang sehingga hari ini yang seharusnya diubah oleh ibubapa di zaman kini adalah seperti berikut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ibubapa berhak sepenuhnya ke atas anak. menentukan segalanya&lt;/span&gt; (jodoh, pekerjaan, dll). &lt;br /&gt;– benar, ibubapa mempunyai tanggungjawab dan berhak ke atas anak, tapi ibubapa tidak perlu bersikap autokratik menentukan sekecil-kecil benda sehingga meletakkan tekanan ke atas anak-anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anak sulung mempunyai tanggungjawab besar ke atas keluarga, contoh kepada adik-adik, harapan keluarga untuk membantu adik-adik dari segi kewangan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– tanggungjawab ke atas keluarga, bukanlah tanggungjawab anak sulung semata-mata hingga membebankan mereka dan melepaskan anak seterusnya daripada tanggungjawab ke atas keluarga.  Jangan sesekali lupa menyedarkan tanggungjawab anak2 yang lain juga. Memang benar, mereka sebaiknya menjadi contoh kepada adik2. Anak-anak adalah tanggungjawab ibubapa. Tidak salah meminta pertolongan anak2 untuk membantu adik2 mereka, tetapi meletakkan pengharapan adalah tidak adil kepada mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anak-anak harus memberi ibubapa merasa duit mereka. menganggap anak-anak seolah-olah pelaburan duit di dunia. meletakkan nilai harga tertentu dan syarat tertentu kepada anak untuk menampung kewangan keluarga (e.g: tak boleh kahwin lagi, kerana harus tampung belanja keluarga terlebih dahulu dalam tempoh masa tertentu).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ingat, walau sesusah manapun, ibubapa tidak sepatutnya meletakkan anak2 sebagai pelaburan kewangan dunia. Meletakkan syarat kepada anak untuk membalas budi ibubapa dengan wang ringgit adalah tidak adil kepada anak-anak.  Ini kerana memang sudah menjadi tanggungjawab ibubapa menampung perbelanjaan anak-anak selagi di bawah tanggungjawab mereka. jadi anak-anak tak perlu diharapkan membalas semula semuanya. Namun begitu, memang seharusnya anak memberi,tetapi itu sekadar pemberian, bukanlah paksaan. anak-anak hanyalah amanah Allah yang harus dijaga rapi, menjadi pelaburan akhirat kita. bukannya meminta anak-anak membalas budi dengan kewangan mereka. ibubapa tidak seharusnya meletakkan mindset untuk hidup senang-lenang dengan duit pemberian anak-anak bila tua nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Memberi segala keperluan, duit kepada anak-anak dengan mudah, tanpa mengajar kepada anak-anak nilai duit tersebut dan bagaimana menggunakan duit tersebut berjimat-cermat dan mampu menampung perbelanjaan sendiri di masa hadapan. memang manja dan merosakkan masa depan anak2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meminta wang hantaran tinggi bagi menampung perbelanjaan perkahwinan anak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sedangkan yang penting memudahkan pernikahan itu dengan tidak meletakkan harga yang mahal. Perbelanjaan perkahwinan anak seharusnya menjadi tanggungjawab ibubapa. buatlah sekadarnya, dan semampu sendiri, bukannya menyediakan majlis yang diluar kemampuan, kemudian meletakkan bebanan ke atas bakal menantu dan anak sendiri untuk mencari wang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perlu cari jodoh awal atau jangan terlalu awal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- walaupun secara biologi, ada umur-umur tertentu yang sebaiknya untuk memulakan keluarga, namun umur bukanlah penentuan segalanya. tamat belajar, sudah lama bekerja juga bukanlah syarat penting untuk kahwin. jika sudah sampai jodohnya, silakanlah. jangan ditangguh lagi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-1383967903484888644?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/1383967903484888644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=1383967903484888644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/1383967903484888644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/1383967903484888644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2010/04/mindset-sebagai-ibubapa.html' title='mindset sebagai ibubapa'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-3277308862160800653</id><published>2010-03-30T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:45:46.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thumbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ibu jari'/><title type='text'>bila satu jari hilang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/S7IAeOP7VbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/v1ovicTtILI/s1600/thumbs+down.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/S7IAeOP7VbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/v1ovicTtILI/s320/thumbs+down.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454422617920066994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam ter'slice' ibu jari sendiri sedang asyik menghiris lobak menggunakan sagat/slicer baru. darah pun mengalir keluar tanpa henti. lepas tu dah mula pening sebab mungkin sebab darah terlalu banyak keluar. obatnya, ais &amp; minyak gamat..ehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi sekarang ibu jari ini perlu direhatkan dulu..&lt;br /&gt;sekarang baru sedar betapa pentingnya jari jemari ni.tak cukup satu, malah ibunya, menyebabkan susahnya nak suap makanan, nak taip, keyboard/sms ataupun nak main alat muzik. isyy..ha, baru sikit Allah uji tu..insaflah dengan nikmat yang ada. gunakan untuk kebaikan, bukan benda tak elok ok? oh ye, hati2 dengan barang tajam yang masih baru..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-3277308862160800653?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/3277308862160800653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=3277308862160800653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/3277308862160800653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/3277308862160800653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2010/03/bila-satu-jari-hilang.html' title='bila satu jari hilang!'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/S7IAeOP7VbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/v1ovicTtILI/s72-c/thumbs+down.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-5817628869628256372</id><published>2010-03-11T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:17:13.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listener'/><title type='text'>good listener? am not!</title><content type='html'>just realised that i am not a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand whining, and i am too optimist. hoho..i am so sorry friends, i am not a good listener..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-5817628869628256372?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/5817628869628256372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=5817628869628256372' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/5817628869628256372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/5817628869628256372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-listener-am-not.html' title='good listener? am not!'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-4116042083995482025</id><published>2009-12-22T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T05:43:01.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working-class people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kagum'/><title type='text'>Mereka yang dikagumi</title><content type='html'>Saya suka melihat satu golongan manusia ini yang memang wajar dikagumi. &lt;br /&gt;Ada sekelompok manusia yang dikatakan sebagai golongan “working class people”. Pemandu teksi, buruh binaan, tukang sapu, peniaga gerai pasar malam, dan ramai lagi. Mereka yang berusaha mendapatkan kehidupan yang lebih baik melalui kerja yang halal, menggunakan tulang empat kerat mereka siang dan malam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambah baik lagi, mereka yang jujur dan kadang-kadang sangat innocent. Malah lebih baik, ada juga yang tidak langsung mengabaikan ibadah dan keluarga. Ada yang sangat bersungguh-sungguh membela nasib keluarga, mendidik anak-anak. Gembira bila melihat ada di kalangan mereka yang berjaya, samada anak-anak mereka mahupun mereka sendiri yang mampu meningkat melalui mobiliti sosial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang lebih mengkagumkan saya, semangat mereka dan matlamat mereka yang jelas dan tidak pernah walau sekali untuk mereka terpesong atau mengeluh kepenatan. Memang mereka mempunyai semangat dan motivasi diri yang sangat tinggi! Memang harus kita kagumi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun sedih apabila melihat mereka ini dianak tirikan, dipandang sebelah mata ibarat manusia kelas 3 gara-gara sikap sesetengah daripada mereka yang mengikut jalan batil dan materialisme…membuat jenayah, dsb. Sayang sekali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya terkenang orang-orang yang saya temui sepanjang perjalanan hidup saya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berborak dengan pakcik teksi yang bekerja membawa teksi sebagai pekerjaan sambilan di waktu malam mengenai anak-anaknya dan usahanya mendapatkan yang terbaik bagi pendidikan mereka di sekolah cina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik-makcik tukang sapu yang tidak jemu-jemu senyum dan menegur saya walaupun saya tahu beliau penat bekerja siang dan malam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu seorang sahabat yang sangat merendah diri, sibuk bekerja di kedai makan pada waktu malam, untuk menyara keluarga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak guard sekolah yang bersungguh-sungguh menjalankan tugasnya yang sentiasa solat tetap pada waktunya. Sempat pula menegur dan menasihati kanak-kanak yang ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat-mat Bangla dan Pakistan yang pergi menunaikan solat jumaat beramai-ramai…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, lindungilah mereka daripada perbuatan jahat manusia, peliharalah mereka daripada gangguan syaitan, bawalah mereka dan keluarga mereka mendekatiMu Ya Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-4116042083995482025?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/4116042083995482025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=4116042083995482025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/4116042083995482025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/4116042083995482025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2009/12/mereka-yang-dikagumi.html' title='Mereka yang dikagumi'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-1858089276033625486</id><published>2009-10-21T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T03:24:07.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sedih'/><title type='text'>surat terbuka untuk dearies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/St7hAX-9dGI/AAAAAAAAANo/1aaVVaFCMSI/s1600-h/envelope.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/St7hAX-9dGI/AAAAAAAAANo/1aaVVaFCMSI/s400/envelope.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394996800190772322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest dears,,&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini saya terkejut. Saya ingatkan kes sudah ditutup. Saya pun dah lupakan apa kesnya. Tak memberi kesan pun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagipun saya tidaklah sibuk hal-hal kecil seperti itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidaklah terkesan dengan tindakan seseorang yang dibenci ramai itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab itulah bila terkeluar kata2 dari mulut lain, saya lebih senang diam dan tersenyum atau melontarkan komentar yang akan menenangkan fikirannya dan mengubah topik secepat mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;Kerana pada saya hidup ini singkat dan adakalanya perkara itu lebih baik dinoktahkan. Tak perlu dipanjang-panjangkan lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya apa, kerana perkara itu semua terlalu kecil berbanding dengan satu lagi perkara yang membuatkan hati saya sedih sepanjang perjalanan kita bersama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang paling menyedihkan saya dan membuat saya tak keruan adalah melihatkan keadaan kalian yang menyedihkan… you might be happy, look happy, but I know deep down inside you are not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang lebih menghancur luluhkan hati daripada melihat orang yang kita sama-sama membesar memilih jalan yang salah, jalan kehancuran. &lt;br /&gt;Lebih suka memilih yang buruk daripada baik. Yang merosakkan, daripada jalan fitrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kes dibuka: ada yang rasa tak selesa bersama saya. Entah kenapa. Tak sekepala?&lt;br /&gt;Sedih.&lt;br /&gt;Saya mungkin tidak sekepala, tetapi saya jujur dengan persahabatan kita. Tiada cakap-cakap belakang, tapi entah kenapa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takutkan saya?&lt;br /&gt;Saya bukan Allah. Hanya Allah yang harus ditakuti. Bukan saya.&lt;br /&gt;Hanya pada Allah harus disegani, bukan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak mengapalah. Saya redha. Saya hanya mampu berdoa dari jauh. harap kalian tidak melarikan diri dari saya lagi. Semoga kalian akan mencari cinta yang hakiki. Jangan terlepas peluang. Kalian akan sentiasa menjadi my dearest dearies,, selagi saya mencintai kalian kerana Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang benar,&lt;br /&gt;kakak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-1858089276033625486?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/1858089276033625486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=1858089276033625486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/1858089276033625486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/1858089276033625486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2009/10/surat-terbuka-untuk-dearies.html' title='surat terbuka untuk dearies'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/St7hAX-9dGI/AAAAAAAAANo/1aaVVaFCMSI/s72-c/envelope.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-8003654112352752247</id><published>2009-09-30T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:33:12.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kek'/><title type='text'>kek yang dibuat sesuka hatiku</title><content type='html'>jangan tertipu dgn gambar ini..samada photographer lupa nak tukar mode micro pada kameranya atau kek ini memang tidak fotogenik..hehe..ini adelah kek marble yg sedap...(resepi diubahsuai sesuka hati) ditambah pula topping kek yg dicipta sendiri..wahh..tak sangka menjadi jugak! apa ye resepi topping tu? lupa pulak..tp yg pastinye ade cheese n ade coklat, n ade biskot marie+cream crackers..&lt;br /&gt;alamak, lupa la pulak main ingredientnye..dah lama dah buat ni..few months ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SsMgZf6l6HI/AAAAAAAAANM/tt_OWt7ZKoc/s1600-h/DSCF3719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SsMgZf6l6HI/AAAAAAAAANM/tt_OWt7ZKoc/s400/DSCF3719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387185201701316722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SsMgY1qaBII/AAAAAAAAANE/ORKvczT5SIU/s1600-h/DSCF3717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SsMgY1qaBII/AAAAAAAAANE/ORKvczT5SIU/s400/DSCF3717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387185190359139458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-8003654112352752247?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/8003654112352752247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=8003654112352752247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/8003654112352752247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/8003654112352752247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2009/09/kek-yang-dibuat-sesuka-hatiku.html' title='kek yang dibuat sesuka hatiku'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SsMgZf6l6HI/AAAAAAAAANM/tt_OWt7ZKoc/s72-c/DSCF3719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-1132607966504922943</id><published>2009-06-17T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:31:40.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='against will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='principle'/><title type='text'>post-performance fume</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/Sji29artEHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5Z2JB2I3aAM/s1600-h/against.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/Sji29artEHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5Z2JB2I3aAM/s200/against.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348225723753369714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against my principle? NO. It’s not just MY principle, it’s a BELIEF, a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;It’s about trying to follow the dos and don’ts that Allah has set.&lt;br /&gt;So it is not about MY principle. It’s about following what our Creator told us to follow. &lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, are YOU trying to get me going against Allah, our Creator?&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to let that happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-1132607966504922943?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/1132607966504922943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=1132607966504922943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/1132607966504922943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/1132607966504922943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-performance-fume.html' title='post-performance fume'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/Sji29artEHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5Z2JB2I3aAM/s72-c/against.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-5032049651872166223</id><published>2009-06-16T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:05:28.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>WHAT TO DO WHEN...</title><content type='html'>Your to-do-list is missing.??&lt;br /&gt;huhu..&lt;br /&gt;nak buat apa nih&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-5032049651872166223?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/5032049651872166223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=5032049651872166223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/5032049651872166223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/5032049651872166223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-to-do-when.html' title='WHAT TO DO WHEN...'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-5209777846535946531</id><published>2009-04-10T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:29:06.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taqlid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wajib'/><title type='text'>Wajib ??</title><content type='html'>wajib ye?&lt;br /&gt;ini wajib.&lt;br /&gt;anda semua diwajibkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa perlu buat begini?&lt;br /&gt;-sebab dulu pun di tempat saya dulu, bila sebut buat aktiviti ini, maka beginilah aturannya (Ooohh…sekadar warisan - taqlid buta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wajib!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-5209777846535946531?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/5209777846535946531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=5209777846535946531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/5209777846535946531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/5209777846535946531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2009/04/wajib.html' title='Wajib ??'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-588732500250943953</id><published>2008-10-03T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T05:46:06.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keluarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puasa'/><title type='text'>Bulan puasa hari tu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SOYTdRDx5XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2Dj7m2liJU8/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SOYTdRDx5XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2Dj7m2liJU8/s200/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252907408890652018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan puasa hari tu, ada satu benda yang saya tak faham….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa hari pertama ramadan, ramai yang sibuk nak balik berbuka, bersahur dgn keluarga.. kalau tak berbuka atau bersahur masa 1 ramadan mulalah rasa sayu, sedih..&lt;br /&gt;Tak faham, tak faham…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(don’t  get me wrong. I have family who loves me and I have a lovely home )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang tu tak cukup dgn 1 ramadan, bila-bila masa ramadan pun keluarga suruh jugak balik rumah, berbuka bersama kata mereka..&lt;br /&gt;Alahai…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata mereka, masa nilah keluarga berkumpul, masak sedap-sedap. &lt;br /&gt;Anak-anak pulak kata rindu nak berbuka kat rumah sebab ada macam-macam makanan mak masak sedap belaka..itulah modalnye bulan puasa, makan, makan, dan makan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoi mak! Abis tu bulan ramadan is all about food ke? Balik kampung untuk ape sebenarnye?? Makanan? ke... keluarga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu, patutnya ramadan ni bulan mengejar pahala, mengejar kasih sayang Allah, kembali rapat denganNya. Patutnya sibuk nak berqiamulail denganNya, bukannya sibuk nak berbuka je. Kalaulah keluarga itu ada tradisi bertadarus, berqiamulail dan bersolat terawih bersama takpelah juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi selalunya tidak. Masa dihabiskan berjam-jam memasak atau memilih makanan di bazar ramadan. Kemudian makan melebihi sepatutnya, kemudian makanan tak habis dan membazir. Oh ya, lepas tu juga solatnya entah ke mana. Apa erti ramadan yang sebenar? Nampak sia-sia je?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memanglah baik dapat bersama-sama keluarga, tapi sepatutnya bukan bulan ramadan je kita buat begitu. Bila-bila pun patutnya begitu. Tak perlu tunggu bulan ramadan. Bila bersama keluarga pula, sepatutnya niatnya hanya kerana Allah suruh kita menggembirakan ibubapa dan menjalankan tanggungjawab kepada keluarga, menyayangi mereka. Bukannya sekadar makanan atau tradisi tertentu yang dirindui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan bulan untuk kita kembali mendekati Allah. Bukan hanya kembali ke kampung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~membawa keluarga kembali mengenali Allah~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-588732500250943953?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/588732500250943953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=588732500250943953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/588732500250943953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/588732500250943953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2008/10/bulan-puasa-hari-tu.html' title='Bulan puasa hari tu...'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SOYTdRDx5XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2Dj7m2liJU8/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-7119767353500099557</id><published>2008-08-20T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:48:22.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solat'/><title type='text'>when i am mad!</title><content type='html'>“Oh, come on people, can’t you just queue up like civilised people? Ni ape bende beratur tiba-tiba bercabang dua? Can’t you see that I’m here? I’ve been here long enough for you to figure out where the line is going!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the words that almost come out of my mouth a few nights ago. Yup, I was very angry at that time. It’s because at first, I got up in a wrong queue, so then I changed to another one. Then, somebody cut my queue, I gave him the way. Okaylah. Then, suddenly a few people made another branch of queue right next to me. I am not the wrong one, as I have a few people right at my back. The moody me at that time totally getting out of hand. Feel like “Hulk” at that time, turning green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to Allah, I am still sane enough to not blowing up. I look at myself, the way I dressed up, and thought; “hey, I am a muslim and a da’ie. This is not what a da’ie should do! It is totally wrong”.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I could think straight at that time, my anger is still there. I am fed-up. So I got out of the queue and went straight to my mom to put my heavy bag next to where she is standing, while waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Got the ticket already?” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Not yet, these guys didn’t know the right way to line up!”&lt;br /&gt;(I say this as I put my bag on the floor. Making myself going to my mom just to put the bag there, is just a reason I made up just to get me out of the frustrating scene. And also a way to get myself away from hurting others with my heavy bag..huhu..astaghfirullahalazim.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my mom didn’t seem to aware of what had happen. So she was a little bit of confused seeing my angry face. Never mind. So I got up back to the queue – it is now only one, with no branches and quite a long one. I didn’t know what happened to the ones who queued up behind me just now and the other branch. Hope they are all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting my tickets, we went in. My anger slowly decreased, but still angry of some people who just can’t act like a matured person who can wait, queue up and respect others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is good to learn anger management like what Rasulullah s.a.w had said – do something different when you are angry, such as changing your place, sit down when you are angry while standing up, take ablution and solat sunat. I think praying at least 5 times a day should have trained us to be discipline and very patient. By performing solat also also we can automatically develop a some kind of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mechanism against anger or bad habits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is wrong with me? I guess the right question should be: what is wrong with my solat? I really need to improve on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“solat mencegah diri dari perbuatan keji dan mungkar.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-7119767353500099557?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/7119767353500099557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=7119767353500099557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/7119767353500099557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/7119767353500099557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-i-am-mad.html' title='when i am mad!'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-2150752499146846446</id><published>2008-07-31T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:31:30.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangers'/><title type='text'>Al-Gurabaa` (The Strangers)</title><content type='html'>Ghurabaa` do not bow the foreheads to anyone besides Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghurabaa` have chosen this to be the motto of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask about us, then we do not care about the tyrants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the regular soldiers of Allah, our path is a reserved path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never care about the chains, rather we'll continue forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghurabaa`, this is how they are free in the enslaved world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times we remembered a time when we were happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book of Allah, we recite in the morning and the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times we remembered a time when we were happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book of Allah, we recite in the morning and the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghurabaa` do not bow the foreheads to anyone besides Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghurabaa` have chosen this to be the motto of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet SAW said "Islam began as something strange, and it will return as something strange the way it began. So Tooba for the Strangers"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-2150752499146846446?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/2150752499146846446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=2150752499146846446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/2150752499146846446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/2150752499146846446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2008/07/al-gurabaa-strangers.html' title='Al-Gurabaa` (The Strangers)'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-6877768487299876297</id><published>2008-07-17T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:56:46.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lemas dalam lagu raye</title><content type='html'>12 OKTOBER 2007. 2:07 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam ni malam terakhir Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;Esok hari terakhir Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;ESOK.&lt;br /&gt;Bila mengenangkan bulan Ramadan yang dah nak habis ni,&lt;br /&gt;rasa LEMAS &lt;br /&gt;bila melihat masih ada yang membuang masa &lt;br /&gt;depan tv,&lt;br /&gt;bersesak-sesak membeli-belah,&lt;br /&gt;menyanyi bergembira,&lt;br /&gt;seolah-olah anak-anak kecil yang tidak mengerti hikmah Ramadan,&lt;br /&gt;seolah-olah tiada amal ibadat yang perlu dikejar&lt;br /&gt;di malam terakhir ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa LEMAS pula bila dengar lagu raya.&lt;br /&gt;Entah kenapa.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin dah mula rindu dengan kemanisan Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin rasa kesal kerana amalan Ramadan tidak seberapa.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kerana aku sedih melihat orang yang mengabaikan rahmat Ramadan di saat-saat akhir ini.&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang kita bawa keluar Ramadan ini?&lt;br /&gt;Masih adakah lagi Ramadan untukku selepas ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepatutnya Syawal ini disambut dengan penuh semangat.&lt;br /&gt;Jika madrasah Ramadan berjaya mentarbiyah diri; jasmani dan rohani,&lt;br /&gt;Maka seharusnya kita boleh bertakbir penuh semangat,&lt;br /&gt;ALLAHU AKBAR!&lt;br /&gt;Membuktikan bahawa kita telah MENANG&lt;br /&gt;dan bersedia untuk menghadapi bulan-bulan yang mendatang&lt;br /&gt;sebagai orang baru,&lt;br /&gt;individu Muslim yang cemerlang!&lt;br /&gt;emas yang bersinar-sinar setelah digilap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-6877768487299876297?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/6877768487299876297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=6877768487299876297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/6877768487299876297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/6877768487299876297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2008/07/lemas-dalam-lagu-raye.html' title='lemas dalam lagu raye'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-7557648085552275803</id><published>2007-12-12T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:23:20.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUSTOMISED LOVE - EQUAL WORK : EQUAL PAY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/R2DBufbri8I/AAAAAAAAACg/QP21yRyLg4c/s1600-h/Heartshape1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/R2DBufbri8I/AAAAAAAAACg/QP21yRyLg4c/s200/Heartshape1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143323778912848834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ethics lessons, there is an ethical dilemma, which is:- how do you compare the equality of two different jobs or work to get the equal pay? Does 8 hour work of a higly certified accountant is equal with the 12 hour work of a labourer? So how do you actually measure the equal work or equal pay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I started off this writing with this ethical dilemma is not because I am going to teach you about ethics. There was this one question about equal love that sparked my interest and relate it with what I have just learnt in Professional Ethics class &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, siblings’ rivalry is always there. But saying that your parents are not being fair to you and your siblings is another thing. Usually there is always complaints from the children that their parents are treating their sisters or brothers differently from how they are being treated before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do agree that there are parents who are not being fair to their children. There are some parents who practices favouritism. But most of the cases are not. Parents love all their children. But each child is different from another, so of course, there are times when they have to be treated differently from each other. So I see that they all have the equal amount of love from the parents. It is how they are showing or giving it to them is different. That is what I call customized love. It is all being customized for different child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as a child, we shouldn’t ever question the love and affection that our parents gave us. Be happy of whatever you have. Sometimes your lives are meant to be difficult so that you become a stronger and better person from your siblings. Be cool about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is something that you could not measure. It all comes from your heart. So how would you pay back the love from your parents? Do you need it to be equal? How do you know how much your parents love you? You can’t count or measure it. You cannot even see what’s in their hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give them as much love as you can because Allah says so. Don’t ever wish for returns or expect too much from the people that you love. Then everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think nobody loves you, just remember that Allah always loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~2006~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-7557648085552275803?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/7557648085552275803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=7557648085552275803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/7557648085552275803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/7557648085552275803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2007/12/customised-love-equal-work-equal-pay.html' title='CUSTOMISED LOVE - EQUAL WORK : EQUAL PAY?'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/R2DBufbri8I/AAAAAAAAACg/QP21yRyLg4c/s72-c/Heartshape1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-1528770432092507057</id><published>2007-12-12T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:20:11.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson from a taxi driver.</title><content type='html'>My first Port Dickson taxi ride a few years back was one of the most unforgettable moments in my life. &lt;br /&gt;Guess what I learnt from that taxi driver in Port Dickson? &lt;br /&gt;Keberkatan dalam hidup..&lt;br /&gt;And who is that taxi driver? &lt;br /&gt;An Indian guy who is NOT even a Muslim!&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he used to charge the PATI a lot of money when they hire his taxi. Sometimes he did the same thing to the foreign tourists too.&lt;br /&gt;But then, his taxi always caught up with problems and broke down. He even did not find peace in his life.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember what made him thinking. But he changed. He knows that the extra money that he got from over charging his passengers is corrupt. It always bring problem. So, in the end he decided to do his work honestly. Only by doing this, his life become well. No more problems.&lt;br /&gt;We told him, it is the “keberkatan hidup yang Tuhan bagi”.&lt;br /&gt;“Duit yang diperolehi dengan cara tidak jujur memang tak diberkati Allah.”&lt;br /&gt;He agree on this, saying that thing is what he have been trying to say..!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. &lt;br /&gt;(“Well, it is all written in the Quran, uncle! It is taught in Islam.)&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I have the courage to say that at that time. &lt;br /&gt;Years have passed since that PD trip, but I still prayed that he will embrace Islam some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~2006~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-1528770432092507057?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/1528770432092507057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=1528770432092507057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/1528770432092507057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/1528770432092507057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2007/12/lesson-from-taxi-driver.html' title='A lesson from a taxi driver.'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-7055105401595905224</id><published>2007-12-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T20:05:31.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONGGOL DAH PULANG …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/R1Yja_bri7I/AAAAAAAAACY/9qMrIf2UfJ8/s1600-h/mongol8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/R1Yja_bri7I/AAAAAAAAACY/9qMrIf2UfJ8/s200/mongol8.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140334971301104562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada satu lagu XPDC bertajuk Monggol dah pulang. Saya suka sangat lagu ini kerana petikan gitarnya dan pukulan dramnya…hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaubagaimanapun, sebelum ini tak pernah tahu apa signifikannya Monggol dalam sejarah hidup saya. Monggol yang saya tahu hanyalah Genghis Khan. Rupa-rupanya kisah tragik kejatuhan Baghdad sebagai pusat khalifah Islam pada zaman Abassiyah ada kaitannya dengan orang Monggol ini, atau dikenali sebagai tentera Tartar. Kekejaman yang dilakukan oleh tentera Hulago Khan ini sangat dahsyat dan memilukan hati umat Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah suatu hari saya berada di pusat membeli-belah dengan seorang rakan. Hari itu hari Ahad, jadi ramai orang keluar membeli-belah bersama keluarga. Lalu rakan saya berkata; di saat orang gembira dan lalai beginilah tentera Tartar dahulu menyerang kota Baghdad. Manusia sudah dilemahkan dengan kesenangan hidup dan terlupa tujuan hidup manusia diciptakan oleh Tuhannya. Bayangkan apa akan terjadi jika situasi yang sama berlaku kepada kita. Mampukah kita bangkit menentang? Ya, situasi itu memang tak mustahil berlaku bila-bila masa sahaja. Tidak mustahil kerana kita sendiri dikelilingi huru-hara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, cerita orang Monggol tidak berakhir di situ. Apa yang menariknya, keturunan Hulago Khan sendiri menjadi Islam beberapa generasi selepas itu. Merekalah yang berusaha menyebarkan deen Islam ini kepada wilayah-wilayah lain, termasuklah di sekitar Eropah. Perancangan Allah memang hebat. Lihat bagaimana manusia yang dibentuk mengikut acuan Allah boleh menjadi umat Islam yang kuat dan beriman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monggol dah pulang&lt;br /&gt;XPDC&lt;br /&gt;v6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoi 9x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diluar goyang di dalam goncang &lt;br /&gt;Bergema Gendang Monggol Dah Pulang &lt;br /&gt;Ke Mana Hilang Perwira Kita Penjaga Kota &lt;br /&gt;Ke Mana Hilang Panglima Kita Pembela Bangsa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hei6x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diluar goyang di dalam goncang &lt;br /&gt;belum berperang monggol dah menang &lt;br /&gt;Bagdad Tercinta &lt;br /&gt;Bagaikan Bunga Pudar Serinya &lt;br /&gt;Sinar Tamadun Bagaikan Api Disiram Hujan Tinggalkah Bara Menanti Percik Batu Dilaga &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangan Siapa Tangan banyak Bertuah &lt;br /&gt;Banyak berjasa Dalam Berjuta &lt;br /&gt;la Berjaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hei6x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Dah Siang &lt;br /&gt;Menteri Jelang Monggol Dah Pulang &lt;br /&gt;Monggol Dah Pulang &lt;br /&gt;Hari Dah Siang Mentari Jelang &lt;br /&gt;Monggol Dah Pulang Monggol Dah Pulang &lt;br /&gt;Namun Panji Ku Masih Setengah Tiang &lt;br /&gt;Namun Mimpi Ku Masih Terus terus Terhalang &lt;br /&gt;Namun nangis ku masih lagi lagi bergenang &lt;br /&gt;Namun Langkahku Masih Belum Terancang &lt;br /&gt;Masih Terumbang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diluar goyang di dalam goncang &lt;br /&gt;Bergema Gendang Monggol Dah Pulang &lt;br /&gt;Ke Mana Hilang Perwira Kita Penjaga Kota &lt;br /&gt;Ke Mana Hilang Panglima Kita Pembela Bangsa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diluar goyang di dalam goncang &lt;br /&gt;belum berperang monggol dah pulang &lt;br /&gt;Bagdad Tercinta Bagaikan Bunga Pudar Serinya &lt;br /&gt;Sinar Tamadun Bagaikan Api Disiram Hujan Tinggalkah Bara Menanti Percik Batu Dilaga &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangan Siapa Tangan bayak Bertuah &lt;br /&gt;Banyak berjasa Dalam Berjuta la Berjaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Dah Siang &lt;br /&gt;Menteri Jelang Monggol Dah Pulang &lt;br /&gt;Monggol Dah Pulang 2x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diluar goyang di dalam goncang &lt;br /&gt;Bergema Gendang Monggol Dah Pulang &lt;br /&gt;Diluar goyang di dalam goncang &lt;br /&gt;belum berperang monggol dah menang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun Panji Ku Masih Setengah Tiang &lt;br /&gt;Namun Mimpi Ku Masih Terus terus Terhalang &lt;br /&gt;namun nangisku masih lagi lagi bergenang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namun langkahku masih belum terancang &lt;br /&gt;Namun Panji Ku Masih SetengahTiang &lt;br /&gt;Namun Mimpi Ku Masih Terus terus Terhalang &lt;br /&gt;masih terumbang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-7055105401595905224?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/7055105401595905224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=7055105401595905224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/7055105401595905224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/7055105401595905224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2007/12/monggol-dah-pulang.html' title='MONGGOL DAH PULANG …'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/R1Yja_bri7I/AAAAAAAAACY/9qMrIf2UfJ8/s72-c/mongol8.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-4090923578841168131</id><published>2007-06-04T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:07:55.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burung jenjang : The 'Route' Not Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/RmQqd85YqGI/AAAAAAAAABI/02lUGtuP_dY/s1600-h/burung+jenjang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/RmQqd85YqGI/AAAAAAAAABI/02lUGtuP_dY/s320/burung+jenjang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072225774377412706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was sweeping the floor of my room, I discovered a burung jenjang (paper crane) that was covered with dust. I remembered that it was “the” burung jenjang. The burung jenjang that might brighten up the day for somebody. But sadly, it didn’t. How did it all happen? Well, I guess I have to tell you the story from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, it seems like burung jenjang has played a big role in our lives since last year. Last year, a classmate of us did a presentation on origami. So they brought the burung jenjang origami to the class. Then, after their presentation, I started to make the burung jenjang in the class (burung jenjang is the only origami I remember).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend of mine then started asking me to teach her how to make a burung jenjang. So I taught her, and eventually she like to make a lot of burung jenjang. Before the semester break last year, I told her that it would be nice if she hang all the small sized Burung jenjang that she will be making during the break together and make it into a curtain or bidai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, next year, the idea was being put into action. We had burung jenjang all over the place. Our hostel apartment has rows of burung jenjang in different colours tied up together with threads hanging in front of our doors. There’s also small “kapal” origami to vary the designs. So that’s how burung jenjang came into our lives..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one day I got caught up with coughing. It seemed to be not so serious, but then it started to interrupt my life. After sleepless nights, one morning, I decided to go to see the doctor for my endless coughing. During my wait for the doctor, I discovered a piece of coloured paper in my bag. It was one of the leftovers from our burung jenjang curtain hostel project. The paper was cut into a small square, just enough to make a small burung jinjang. So I folded it and then I got a nice, small burung. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw this little boy running here and there, jumping, and then climbing on her mother. He seemed restless. But it’s not like he’s having ADHD or something. He’s acting normal like any other little boy. In fact, he listen to his mother most of the time to stay quiet. But hey, the wait is too long, and children loves to move around, exploring and discovering new things. So when his mother started to scold him, I pity him. Especially when he started sobbing. Why? It’s because I think the mother should have brought something to keep him busy; such as a book or a toy or something. My mother always did that when I was a child. Besides, the mother did not look like somebody who cannot afford to buy a toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I started to think, a burung jenjang in my hands could keep him busy, right? I intended to give it to brighten the boy’s day. But somehow I acted too slow. I was thinking too much. Then, came my turn to see the doctor. The boy also was at another corner trying to befriend a little girl about his age. “I guess he’s too far away for me to give the burung jenjang. Tak apalah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, in the treatment room, the female doctor is quite young and looks very sweet. She is so sweet and polite that I bet male patients might fall in love with her! Then I started to toy the idea of giving away the burung jenjang to her just as a token of appreciation. I even had placed the burung on her table together with my other stuffs. But somehow, the shyness in me, made me keep that burung back in my bag. Again, I was thinking too much. Too much hesitation. Then, I started to regret for not doing it. Who knows, I might make a person happy with that small burung jenjang that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the morale of the story, if you thinking of doing something nice, don’t wait too long. Don’t hesitate. Just do it! Otherwise you will regret it.&lt;br /&gt;So that’s the story of the ‘route’ not taken..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-4090923578841168131?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/4090923578841168131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=4090923578841168131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/4090923578841168131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/4090923578841168131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2007/06/burung-jenjang-route-not-taken.html' title='Burung jenjang : The &apos;Route&apos; Not Taken'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/RmQqd85YqGI/AAAAAAAAABI/02lUGtuP_dY/s72-c/burung+jenjang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-4006786636745904792</id><published>2007-05-05T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:16:14.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teacher'/><title type='text'>School-based Experience : so what do you teach actually?</title><content type='html'>ii: assalamualaikum..saya guru pelatih dari blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;GB: ohh..awak belajar BAHASA apa di sana??&lt;br /&gt;ii: erk..?? saya tak belajar bahasa di sana.. saya datang sini pun diberi tugas untuk subjek PENDIDIKAN JASMANI..&lt;br /&gt;GB: PJ?&lt;br /&gt;ii: subjek minor saya tu..&lt;br /&gt;GB: ohh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii: assalamualaikum kak, saya blablabla..dari blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;xx: wslm..oh, selamat datang ke sekolah blabla...awak ni cikgu J-qaf ke?&lt;br /&gt;ii: eh tak, insyaAllah saya jadi cikgu SENI..&lt;br /&gt;xx: ohh..saya ingatkan awak USTAZAH.&lt;br /&gt;ii: hehe..taklah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii: cuba baca buku ni kuat-kuat, cikgu nak dengar..&lt;br /&gt;ch: di..a..ma..kan..(merangkak-rangkak)&lt;br /&gt;ii: oklah, pinggan ni warna apa?&lt;br /&gt;ch: red!&lt;br /&gt;ii: dalam bahasa melayu?&lt;br /&gt;ch: ??&lt;br /&gt;gs: cikgu, dia tak pandai baca bahasa melayu..ayo, that also you dunno ah ch??&lt;br /&gt;ii: ohh..okay then, so what's the colour of this plate?&lt;br /&gt;ch: oh, it's blue teacher!&lt;br /&gt;ii: so, you dont talk in bahasa at home is it?&lt;br /&gt;gs: his family only talks in english at home teacher.. he didnt even know tamil!&lt;br /&gt;ii: it's no wonder that you can't speak in malay..&lt;br /&gt;ch: teacher, you can speak in english??&lt;br /&gt;ii: of course i can speak in english..i even got A for my english when i was about  &lt;br /&gt;    your age :D&lt;br /&gt;gs: so, do you teach ENGLISH teacher?&lt;br /&gt;ii: hoho..no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xy: macam-macam pula nama kursus sekarang ni. dah lain..tak macam zaman kami dulu..awak kat maktab ambil subjek apa ya? elektifnye?&lt;br /&gt;ii: ohh, saya major PENDIDIKAN SENI VISUAL..&lt;br /&gt;xy: oh, cikgu senilah ni? kalau macam tu bolehlah tolong kami siapkan sepanduk untuk minggu depan..&lt;br /&gt;ii: erkk??&lt;br /&gt;xy: minor apa?&lt;br /&gt;ii: PJ dan MUZIK..&lt;br /&gt;xy: oh, bestnya..senang tu..&lt;br /&gt;ii: heheh..ye ke??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-4006786636745904792?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/4006786636745904792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=4006786636745904792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/4006786636745904792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/4006786636745904792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2007/05/school-based-experience-so-what-do-you.html' title='School-based Experience : so what do you teach actually?'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-3991216569723932899</id><published>2007-04-11T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T09:39:54.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usaha'/><title type='text'>EXAM lagi?</title><content type='html'>mari kita lihat beberapa pandangan yang didengari sepanjang minggu exam yang dah lama lepas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMAT:&lt;br /&gt;“Kami akan dapat A kalau encik tanda kertas kami dan bagi kami A. Maka cemerlanglah kami..hehe..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUAN B:&lt;br /&gt;“ Nasib baik saya yang jaga awak exam hari ini dan saya juga yang tanda kertas jawapan awak. Kalau cikgu lain yang jaga, tak dapatlah awak senang-senang dapat bincang macam ni dan markah rendah nanti..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS CIK KAK DAN CIK YU&lt;br /&gt;“Awak, petang ni saya ada exam. Last paper. Awak doakanlah ye?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, ye ke? Saya doa awak akan gigih berusaha! Jangan risau pasal rezeki, tapi risaukanlah usaha. Insya Allah moga Allah SWT permudahkan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…macam mana? Apa pendapat anda semua?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-3991216569723932899?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/3991216569723932899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=3991216569723932899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/3991216569723932899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/3991216569723932899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2007/04/exam-lagi.html' title='EXAM lagi?'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-8429440495504490109</id><published>2007-02-22T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:28:45.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIFFERENT TEACHERS, DIFFERENT IDEAS…different ideologies..</title><content type='html'>To follow, or not to follow?? Prejudice are everywhere, even in the classroom, promoted by teachers themselves. Lecturers included...we need to remember, they are human, and there are quite a bunch of characters..lecturers/teachers, they have their own different styles and different beliefs..This is what we should all learn how to cope with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, we attended classes for about 5-6 hours, different lecturers coming in. In fact, a variety of characters we met. They are like trying to spread their ideologies.. &lt;br /&gt;The ideal students or teachers they had in mind that they want to mould us into becoming (yup, I am a teacher trainee). Sometimes it can be quite suffocating, but most of the time, I’d gave a good thought about it before accepting it or just throw it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just smile to your teachers and angguk-angguk, geleng-geleng. But how far would u follow them? It is all up to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this attitude trying to spread ideologies is perfectly normal. In fact, nothing extraordinary about this coz I myself answered in the interview held for this teaching college entry that the reason I wanted to become a teacher is because I wanted to share with the students my ideas and knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, spreading MY ideologies..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-8429440495504490109?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/8429440495504490109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=8429440495504490109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/8429440495504490109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/8429440495504490109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2007/02/different-teachers-different.html' title='DIFFERENT TEACHERS, DIFFERENT IDEAS…different ideologies..'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-4123781909648089648</id><published>2006-12-31T22:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:08:54.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examination'/><title type='text'>EASY EXAMS?</title><content type='html'>U think the final exam was easy? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Well, usually, when people ask me how was the exam? I usually smiled. &lt;br /&gt;Difficult?&lt;br /&gt;I’d never answered “Aiyo, it was very difficultlah!”&lt;br /&gt;Only a smile on my face . &lt;br /&gt;My other most preferred answer was; “Err..bolehlah..”&lt;br /&gt;Usually it will be answered in chorus with my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why it was never difficult? It is because I had never taken any examination seriously. I knew that I should have worked harder, and I know that if I had really studied, it would be easy! So, actually there are no difficulties in exams if you really work for it (smartly!).&lt;br /&gt;An examination will only be difficult if the questions are not in the syllabus or were not taught. And that would make the examination paper not valid! Like Mr.Azizi had said: Every candidate has a right to a fair test. If not, you can sue the examination board! The furthest I had done for an exam was when I sat for the Pend. Seni Visual paper last year. I think real hard to remember the name of a famous art icon: Syed Ahmad Jamal. I know his name starts from J, so I wrote Ja, Ju, Ji..and so on to get the name. So I got the name Jamal. Then, my second attempt resulted in the name of Syed.. and lastly I got the whole name! On time!! Phew..)&lt;br /&gt;I also worked hard for my BI and BM paper (two most favourite subject) in SPM, Pengajian Am in STPM, and MUET. Very selective..  (AND, I ignored other subjects I dislike – that’s why I failed and didn’t obtain credit for other subjects). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what about the final examination last week? I did it quite badly. How bad? Well, I slept during the examination, keep on staring out of the window smiling and thinking of Hari Raya and looking out at the people walking by. I did not check my answers thoroughly, I did not think hard to answer them, And I purposely break my already broken ruler into pieces (and bits of that ruler ACCIDENTALLY fell somewhere near Zul. It startled him. And then his burst startled everyone else. Sorry Zul, sorry friends!. I didn’t mean to do that. In fact, I didn’t laugh to see Zul’s reaction, but thankful that the small piece of my ruler didn’t get into his eyes. Phew!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know why I did that. It happened just like that. I guess, I just did not know what else to do. AND probably that exam really stressed me. That was the first time I became stressed in an examination. It was the Information Technology in Education paper. I really like computers, and the mid term exam was really easy for that subject (ITE) that I thought I could get if not full mark, probably highest in the class. But hey, when compared with others (Ujian Rujukan Norma, people!!! Check the HBEF 3203: Measurement &amp; Evaluation module!!), I am in the lower average group. A little bit frustrated, of course! But what’s passed is passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Barang yang lepas jangan dikenang”- P.Ramlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what had happen at the exam hall: well, it is truly a mental exhaustion and nerve-wrecking. I’m not stressed for not being able to answer the questions. I just do not know why I felt that way. Probably it is because I hate waiting. I gave up too quickly. My writing was chaotic and cannot be read too! I just hope it won’t give the examiner a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also quite irritating for me to see that people would cheat or discuss with other candidates to get the answer.  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate them. I’m just irritated to see that they would go that far to just to get the right answer or to get an A. I’m a normal person; I love to see plenty of As on my result slip. But I think it’s not worth it if you got the answers from someone else. Because examinations are conducted to test your knowledge and your skills (in reality, most examination test your memory). So, if you really cannot answer it no matter how much you put your effort on it, then you just have to accept that. That’s how you really fare in that paper. No need to ask others or cheating!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much I’d get for this finals?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-4123781909648089648?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/4123781909648089648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=4123781909648089648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/4123781909648089648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/4123781909648089648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2006/12/easy-exams.html' title='EASY EXAMS?'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205793888533919595.post-5365425735710045269</id><published>2006-12-31T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:12:43.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kampung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hari raya'/><title type='text'>Eidul fitri in my hometown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/RZihDz9QdMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hgW_sCzSUu4/s1600-h/kampung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/RZihDz9QdMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hgW_sCzSUu4/s200/kampung.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014935271935866050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik kampong! It is hari raya and the scene IN this house is never the same every year. No real routines and anything can happen… &lt;br /&gt;But OUT of the house, there are plenty of things that have never changed, such as:&lt;br /&gt;- The traffic jam or the continuous flow of traffic right in front of the house gate&lt;br /&gt;- The price hike in the market, especially of the high in demand items: coconut milk and cili api!&lt;br /&gt;- Hari Bantai: You can find fresh meat hanging everywhere on this day right from after Subuh till late night.. (like what my mom said, “orang Negeri Sembilan ni makan daging macam rimau!”)&lt;br /&gt;- The Bukit Putus road is still long and winding…but I never give up, still hoping for a straight highway someday!&lt;br /&gt;- All house compounds are like car exhibition; full of cars of the family members balik kampong.&lt;br /&gt;- My neighbour still put his radio speaker full blast.. till the whole kampong can hear it. No need to switch on our radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in the house;&lt;br /&gt;- Menu: Rendang Daging (only daging kerbau, no rendang ayam), Ketupat, Kuah Kacang, Masak Lodeh.. (no laksa Johor or anything extra this year.)&lt;br /&gt;- Not many of our family members will be coming home this year.  Less people, less work, less duit raya.&lt;br /&gt;- The mass cleanup work is not that exhausting this year, because we had come here a month ago to do bits of cleanup.&lt;br /&gt;- The rambutan is still green, not ripe yet. No durian..&lt;br /&gt;- There is a kelawar in the house (is it Batman or Dracula? Haha)&lt;br /&gt;- Some brought cool gadgets home, instead of just baju raya : camera phones, PDAs, digital cameras, laptop, and a new car!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, the best thing about hari raya is..The Love from God and your family..TOTAL Happiness!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205793888533919595-5365425735710045269?l=barangyanglepas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/feeds/5365425735710045269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205793888533919595&amp;postID=5365425735710045269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/5365425735710045269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205793888533919595/posts/default/5365425735710045269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barangyanglepas.blogspot.com/2006/12/eidul-fitri-in-my-hometown.html' title='Eidul fitri in my hometown.'/><author><name>cikgu ii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124212272713829470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/SKvS41m_auI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nqI3bBPvJf8/S220/2008_03080125.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGR6ud1gNzM/RZihDz9QdMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hgW_sCzSUu4/s72-c/kampung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
