Alhamdulillah, akhirnya. pagi tadi saye mimpi Aimi (colleague) bagitau yang claim dia dah masuk. antara percaya atau tidak, saye pun check la jumlah duit yg ada dalam account maybank saye. daripada RM20++ jadi RM+++. claim bagi bulan JANUARI dah masuk!!!
tak pernah selambat ni tau. tak baik betol orang tu hold-hold duit kami. kami claim ape yang patut. bila dah advancekan duit pegi outstesen espeseli, kamu kena la bayar balik on time! kami buat claim pun on time, harap kamu dapat masukkan on time la jugak T_T
walaupun kurang dari jumlah yang di claim (nanti akanku kejar orang kewangan tu!!), tapi saye tetap bersyukur. sekurang-kurang hutang broadband dan bil tepon dah langsai :)
Alhamdulillah. tak la aku tergaru-garu kepala nak mencari sumber nak menambahkan duit dalam akaun bagi melangsaikan hutang. heheh :P
Saturday, March 5, 2011
kesempurnaan hati yang dilukai :)
"Sebagaimana kita menginginkan yang terbaik buat diri sendiri, begitulah juga sewajarnya yang kita lakukan/berikan kepada orang di sekitar.
Tetapi, dengan satu ingatan. Jangan pula mengharap balasan yang sama, 100% , terhadap apa yang telah diberikan itu, kerana bila pemberian mengharap balasan, maka dibimbangi tiada lagi keikhlasan padanya.
Justeru itu, tidak hairan mengapa Rasulullah SAW diiktiraf oleh ALLAH SWT sebagai semulia-mulia insan. Setelah sekian banyak hinaan, cacian dan penderitaan yang dialami, baginda tetap tampil menyebar salam beserta senyuman.
Tujahan batu-batu, diganti dengan kalungan doa, lemparan najis, diganti dengan untaian budi.
Firman ALLAH SWT :
Maksudnya : “Dan sesungguhnya engkau ( wahai Muhammad ) benar-benar berbudi pekerti yang agung.” ( Surah al Qalam ayat 4 )
Justeru itu, mari bersama kita usahakan, walau kasih tidak dihargai, kita tetap memberi. Walau khidmat tidak dipeduli, kita terus mencurah bakti.
Ingatlah, andai satu ketika kita tidak mengenal erti kehancuran, kita tidak akan pernah tahu apa yang membuatkan kita utuh dan teguh untuk hari-hari seterusnya.
Yakinlah :
ALLAH mahu mendidik kita, DIA ingin mengingatkan kita bahawa tiada cinta yang sempurna selain cinta-NYA, yang hanya dapat dirasakan oleh pemilik hati-hati yang mendekatkan diri kepada Yang Maha Esa.
Hati yang sering dilukai lalu sembuh setelah dirawat dengan zikir kepada ilahi, adalah hati yang indah, bercahaya dengan kasih dan sayang dari Yang Maha Esa. Walaupun luka masih ada, namun sifat sabar, reda dan bersedia memaafkan menjadi ‘antiseptik’ yang menahan luka itu dari dijangkiti kuman dendam yang membawa derita berpanjangan.
Akhirnya, bersyukurlah andai memiliki hati yang sering dilukai, kerana dengannya kita belajar menjadi seorang yang lebih mengerti, memahami dan menghargai.
Terus memuhasabah diri ini……
Mencari dan terus mencari cinta ILAHI."
alhamdulillah. kerana satu peristiwa luka itulah, saye menghargai orang di sekeliling saye. Kerana luka jugalah, diri ini mendekatkan diri padaNya. syukur hati ini dilukai suatu ketika dulu, syukur juga hati ini telah diubati setelah sekian lama muhasabah diri dan berusaha sendiri. dan atas keizinanNya, saye bahagia dan gembira dengan hidup saye kini. alhamdulillah. :)
terima kasih Ummu Husna atas perkongsian bermakna itu. :)
Tetapi, dengan satu ingatan. Jangan pula mengharap balasan yang sama, 100% , terhadap apa yang telah diberikan itu, kerana bila pemberian mengharap balasan, maka dibimbangi tiada lagi keikhlasan padanya.
Justeru itu, tidak hairan mengapa Rasulullah SAW diiktiraf oleh ALLAH SWT sebagai semulia-mulia insan. Setelah sekian banyak hinaan, cacian dan penderitaan yang dialami, baginda tetap tampil menyebar salam beserta senyuman.
Tujahan batu-batu, diganti dengan kalungan doa, lemparan najis, diganti dengan untaian budi.
Firman ALLAH SWT :
Maksudnya : “Dan sesungguhnya engkau ( wahai Muhammad ) benar-benar berbudi pekerti yang agung.” ( Surah al Qalam ayat 4 )
Justeru itu, mari bersama kita usahakan, walau kasih tidak dihargai, kita tetap memberi. Walau khidmat tidak dipeduli, kita terus mencurah bakti.
Ingatlah, andai satu ketika kita tidak mengenal erti kehancuran, kita tidak akan pernah tahu apa yang membuatkan kita utuh dan teguh untuk hari-hari seterusnya.
Yakinlah :
ALLAH mahu mendidik kita, DIA ingin mengingatkan kita bahawa tiada cinta yang sempurna selain cinta-NYA, yang hanya dapat dirasakan oleh pemilik hati-hati yang mendekatkan diri kepada Yang Maha Esa.
Hati yang sering dilukai lalu sembuh setelah dirawat dengan zikir kepada ilahi, adalah hati yang indah, bercahaya dengan kasih dan sayang dari Yang Maha Esa. Walaupun luka masih ada, namun sifat sabar, reda dan bersedia memaafkan menjadi ‘antiseptik’ yang menahan luka itu dari dijangkiti kuman dendam yang membawa derita berpanjangan.
Akhirnya, bersyukurlah andai memiliki hati yang sering dilukai, kerana dengannya kita belajar menjadi seorang yang lebih mengerti, memahami dan menghargai.
Terus memuhasabah diri ini……
Mencari dan terus mencari cinta ILAHI."
alhamdulillah. kerana satu peristiwa luka itulah, saye menghargai orang di sekeliling saye. Kerana luka jugalah, diri ini mendekatkan diri padaNya. syukur hati ini dilukai suatu ketika dulu, syukur juga hati ini telah diubati setelah sekian lama muhasabah diri dan berusaha sendiri. dan atas keizinanNya, saye bahagia dan gembira dengan hidup saye kini. alhamdulillah. :)
terima kasih Ummu Husna atas perkongsian bermakna itu. :)
today : 1 month ago v(^_^)v
harini genap sebulan kami ditunangkan. perasaan? ofkos saye gembira, wanita mane tak hepi baiii... ditunangkan dengan pilihan hati yang disayangi la katanye. hehe. tapi selalunya kan lelaki takde masa family berbincang dan sarung cincin tu, dan hanya akan masuk hanya bila semua urusan dah setel. kan?
..dalam kes kami, incik sailor memang terus takde la! incik sailor tengah belayar di lautan sane masa tu. menuju ke Tai Chung, Taiwan kalau tak silap. hukhuk hati ni terpaksa redha dan tabah. selalunya orang amek gambar dengan tunang lepas semuanya selesai. tapi saye kena la sabar. tak semua yang kita nak, kita akan dapat. kan?
even cincin risik ni pun incik sailor tak pernah tengok. haha. dia lagi kesian. dia tak tau apa-apa pun yang jadi masa tu.
majlis ni melibatkan ahli keluarga semata-mata. alhamdulillah berjalan lancar. mungkin ada cacat celanya tapi alhamdulillah, ia bermula dan berakhir dengan baik :)
saye dinasihatkan agar tidak menguar-uarkan berita pertunangan ni sebab dikatakan tak elok or tak baik mencanang-canang sangat pertunangan ni. tapi, hati kawan-kawan nak kena jaga jugak. so, saye bagitau jugak la. alhamdulillah kawan-kawan faham :)
ermm.. orang kata kalau dah tunang ni, banyak cabarannya. dalam kes kami ni, cabarannya : jarak (setakat ni). yang mana benda ni dah mula dibiasakan dari masa couple lagi. so, nak taknak kena SABAR dan terus SABAR. :) tapi cabaran ni bagus jugak. in terms of menjadikan hati ni lebih tabah. ye la, tunang takde di hari pertunangan pun, kena tabah. persiapan buat sorang-sorang pun, tabah la jugak. huhu!
DAN cabaran ni turut menggamit rindu! DAN JUGA, bila hati ni semakin rindu, maka cinta ini makin mendalam sebab semakin sayang! (gitewwwwww) hanya yang pernah merasa je tau macam mana rasanya cabaran cinta jarak jauh dan sukar dihubungi ni. SO, cabaran yang dilalui setakat ni, alhamdulillah boleh diterima baik oleh hati. thank you Allah :)
haritu sempat tanya incik sailor, "so lepas ni nak pakai annyversary yang mana pulak ni??".
dia kata "dua-dua, couple ngan tunang".
"waaaa.. banyaknye? dah la beza 2 hari je ponnn"
"takpe la. tak lama je lagi. nanti dah kawen kita pakai yang kawen je. so, sekarang ni la masanya nak wish utk sume-sume tu"
hehe. happy 1st monthsary for our engagement! love u, sayang! v(^_^)v
Friday, March 4, 2011
:'(
kesian incik sailor. kalau semalam saye tak dapat emel dia, harini dia pulak tak dapat emel saye :'( kite baik-baik je sayang. jangan la risau. susah hati kite camni ;(
hope evrything gonna be fine soon. REALLY soon! :(
hope evrything gonna be fine soon. REALLY soon! :(
sharing is caring :')
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
Cuti-Cuti Cinta :D
tiba-tiba teringat. saye dan incik sailor penah merancang untuk tengok muvie "Cuti-Cuti Cinta". hahaha! bukan ape, aku nak tengok Farid Kamil tu je. yang incik sailor pulak kejelesan (kot?), so dia nak tengok Nora Danish tu la kononnya.
nak dijadikan cerita, kami tak dapat tengok muvie tu sama-sama. sebab? panggilan ke laut dah tiba. incik sailor terpaksa naik kapal sebelum muvie ni sempat menjengah ke pawagam pun. :(
sedih je mase tu. takpe la, boleh beli VCD/DVD muvie-muvie yang teringin tengok dengan incik sailor dan tengok sama-sama ngan dia lepas kawen nanti :)
peniaga melayu yang tipikal part 2
wahai peniaga melayu tipikal, pelanggan melayu sekarang ni dah tak bodoh dan berakal. pelis take note of that yaa. if nak meniaga buat cara nak meniaga. kalau takde passion nak meniaga, kami pelanggan-pelanggan melayu yang dah moden dan sedar akan hak kami sebagai pengguna boleh bila-bila masa je angkat kaki! dalam dunia ni kami tak hadap sangat kau tu! kalau kau tolak rezeki, itu masalah kau! banyak lagi peniaga yang boleh bagi servis jauh lebih baik dan passionate daripada kau!!
kalau camni la gayanya, camne nak maju? nak bagi rezeki, kau taknak. ofkos customer akan angkat kaki kalau jumpa orang macam kau nih! nyahh kau dgn bisnes-bisnes kau daripada pandangan mata aku nih!!!
mode : geram yang amat!! agrrhhhh!
kalau camni la gayanya, camne nak maju? nak bagi rezeki, kau taknak. ofkos customer akan angkat kaki kalau jumpa orang macam kau nih! nyahh kau dgn bisnes-bisnes kau daripada pandangan mata aku nih!!!
mode : geram yang amat!! agrrhhhh!
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