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Monday, June 29, 2009

Getting annoying with my own race?

29 June 2009...
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I just came back from Melaka. Last Friday I pick up Achik from her school and Wan also to go to BP. At the same day, I went to my brother's school to take a report card. Well, I'm the only one who had a lot of free time in this house right? Photobucket . My older sister also came back home. Then, on Saturday, we went to Melaka. My father say he want to treat us a dinner Photobucket . IKAN BAKAR!! So, we arrived at my father's house around 8 pm I think. So, perform Maghrib and Isya' prayer first. After that, went to usually place but unfortunately that place had already close(totally close!) . We went to other places. If I not mistkae, Restoren Ikan Bakar Terapung. There are many ikan bakar stalls in that one place. Very crowded!

Most of the customer are Malay. Not that I have a problem with Malay but there are totally make me pissed Photobucket ! Ok, my father choose one of the stall and at that time almost all the table from that stall are full. Only one table is empty but it is for four person. So, while my parent order the food, I ask Wan to sit at that table first. Beside of that table have a Malay couple. When I want to sit too, the man suddenly grab the chair beside him to make it close to him. Yes, the chair is actually their chair because they sit at four person table. What make me piss is, how many of them? Just two right? So, why they need an extra chair? Furthermore, I don't want that chair ok! Then, the girl give her bf/ whoever he is her bag and that man put it at that empty chair. Ok, fine, whatever Photobucket! I really don't like his gf. The girl wear shortsleeves, rather to say no sleeve shirt and then wear a scarf. Why Malay and Muslim girls today make fun with a scarf/tudung? It is better if she don't wear scarf/tudung if they want to wear that kind of shirt. When we talk about aurah, it is not just a hair. Aurah is we covering our body except our palm and face. So, when we wear a scarf/tudung, we have to cover our neck and chest too. Don't wear a transparent cloths too because it is just the same if you don't wear anything. You still make the others saw a certain part of your body. But well, youngest mind now a day think, as long as they cover their hair, it's ok. MAZHAB MANA YANG DIORANG PAKAI?!

One more thing, about Malay too. This evening I sent Achik back to her school. So in the way to go back to BP, already arrived at BP, there are one couple who ride a motocycle. Without knowing the reason, they suddenly yell at me. So, I was like, "What the ****?" Seriously I don't know why. Then they keep hon at me. Hello, what is your problem?! I raise my car speed and they keep hon.......I'm really pissed! Especially when the girl show unappropriate language using her fingers at me. Well, they are Malay. So, what can I say? Just think about it by yourself Photobucket .

I don't want to hate my own race. I just dissapointed how Malay today. I definitely will give an example using our politics situation but I don't want to talk about it here. Wrong timing, I will get caught Photobucket . That's why I really aim to be a part of masscomm Photobucket .

But I know I can't judge people based on only one or two person. I believe they still have many Malay people who have kindheart. I didn't say I'm a kind person but I didn't really think I'm a bad person too Photobucket . So I hope my own race can improve each other relationship, help each other, don't hate each other and so many things. I really hope.....

Alright, until now, Wassalam Photobucket


Wednesday, June 24, 2009

A Little Mumbling from Me....

24 June 2009....
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It's already a week is it? Well, not that I'm lazy to write anything here but I have to gain back my strength.Photobucket The past two days, I went to my grandparent house. I'm not sleeping there. Just go and then back again to my house. When I was there, when I was in a kitchen, I still can hear or maybe it is just my feeling, I hear someone cough just like my late atuk. Gosh, how I miss him right now....Photobucket

Recently my younger sister say that she want to transfer back to her old school. She ask about my opinion before we sent her back to her hostel last sunday. Actually I'm quite agree and support her if she want to go backPhotobucket. However, suddenly she change her mind and decided to just continue at her current school now. You know, I hate Photobucket someone that cannot make up his/her mind. Seriously I will be happy if she went back here, my youngest sister also looking forward for it but...she want to stay...ok then, just stay.

Suddenly I love to play with animated gif picture. It's cute right? So, credit to whom make those gif. I may go back to my university this 9 or 10 July. Photobucket SECOND YEAR?!! Time is really GOLD, neih? I hope my next semester will not make me like this Photobucket

Ok, then, until here. See you next. Wassalam. Photobucket




Wednesday, June 17, 2009

So,This is how it feel......

18 June 2009.....
Assalammualaikum and good evening....

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13 June 2009, atuk kesayanganku, Hj. Muhammad bin Hashim telah kembali ke rahmatullah di Makkah. Ianya memang mengejutkan sebab masa tu aku tak expect pun semua ni, lebih-lebih ketika kitorang sedang mengerjakan umrah. Atuk memang dah lemah dah masa pergi ke sana. Sebelum dia meninggal tu, dia kena tahan dalam wad dan seterusnya dimasukkan ke dalam ICU. That's the last time I saw him. Lepas dia dihantar ke hospital, keluarga aku memang tak dapat jumpa dia lagi even my grandmother. Only my father can get through. So, dalam pukul 12 pagi waktu sana, ayah aku ketuk pintu bilik and tell me that atuk is gone. Masa tu aku masih mamai but still can heard it really clear. He say, go to his room, company my grandmother but don't tell her first about it. My father get ready to go to hospital and actually my grandma did'nt sleep at all that night. She ask my dad, 'Abik nak pergi mana?'. My dad say, 'Abik nak pergi hospital jap, uruskan sesuatu'. Masa tu Allah jer lah tahu macamana payahnya aku menahan air mata aku supaya Wan tak nampak. Lepas tu ayah pergi, aku selubung dalam selimut dan menangis puas-puas. Katil Wan kat depan katil yang aku baring. Aku rasa Wan tak dengarlah kot masa tu. Hampir 45 minit lepas tu, pintu bilik diketuk, ayah aku, ibu aku, achik,a,ah dan Ustaz Shaari(in charge person untuk umrah ni) masuk ke dalam bilik untuk sampaikan berita sedih tu. Aku masa tu dah tak boleh control. Aku berdiri kat hujung katil atuk dan terus menangis. Semua yang lain pun sama. Aku memang betul-betul rasa kehilangan. Atuk is the best man ever in my life. Since that day until now, air mata ni masih lagi senang untuk bergenang terutamanya masa aku solat dan baca Al-Quran. Aku ingat lagi beberapa jam before atuk meninggal, kitorang semua buat tawaf sunat, doa banyak-banyak semoga atuk sembuh. Jika hendak diikutkan, ayah mungkin terpaksa tinggal kat Makkah untuk temankan atuk sampailah atuk sembuh. Ayah cakap, kalau atuk tak sembuh lagi, dia suruh kitorang pulang Malaysia dulu sementara dia temankan atuk. Tetapi itulah, atuk tak mahu menyusahkan kami, jadi dia pulang terlebih dahulu untuk selama-lamanya. Kami pergi berlapan dan pulang bertujuh. Masa flight yang terakhir, aku duduk sorang dan kerusi sebelah aku kosong. I mean, that seat is actually for atuk. Aku harap roh dia ditempatkan dikalangan orang yang beriman. Al-Fatihah untuk beliau....

Sepanjang aku berada di Madinah, di Makkah, banyak pengalaman yang aku timba. Cara hidup diorang memang berlainan sangat dengan cara hidup Malaysia. Kalau terasa nak baca perjalanan hidup aku kat sana, teruslah membaca...

From KLIA we went to Abu Dhabi airport to transit there. Then, we went to Jeddah. I don't have any strength to talk more detail about it now. So, I just make it short. It is my first time to go somewhere out of Malaysia but not my first time went with a plane. Well, my last time maybe I'm around 10 or 11 years old. The destination...Langkawi...heheheh.. Well, I had a nice experience especially how to deal with Arabian. In Abu Dhabi and Jeddah airport, they treat Malaysian more nicely than the others. Maybe because we are easy to deal with...maybe. But between our arrival place and the departure place for the transit is really far away. Almost, everything is fine when it's comes to flight. Atuk is also Oklah masa tu.

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Dalam bas untuk ke KLIA

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My ticket....

When we arrived at Jeddah, we went to Madinah first. Actually from Jeddah to Makkah only take one hour something but because we went to Madinah, we have to deal with five hour journey to Madinah.

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in coaster to go to Madinah

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Kat Jeddah....

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Ni dah sampai Madinah...kat dalam bilik hotel....

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Belakang tu adalah Masjid Nabawi....masa ni dalam ziarah ke Makam Rasulullah.

The interesting fact about Masjid Nabawi is...before we enter the mosque especially the ladies, kitorang akan diperiksa oleh polis masjid. Maybe to check either we bring camera or camera phone. Ada satu time tu, aku terbawa kamera kat dalam beg kecik aku. Kalau buka beg aku memang bleh nampak teruslah kamera tu. So, polis perempuan yang berselubung kat masjid tu pun check beg aku. Masa tu aku buat muka tak bersalah tapi dalam hati takut juga kalau polis tu halau aku keluar. But then, polis tu tak cakap apa-apa dan terus bagi aku masuk. Ibu aku dah tanya dah, 'eh, tak kena rampas ker?'. Aku hanya jungkit bahu jerlah. Mungkin muka aku baik kot, muka orang tak bersalah, hehehhehe! But really, diorang memang layan orang Malaysia, Brunei, Singapore baik punya. Tapi start dari tu aku dah check lah beg aku supaya aku tak bawa apa-apa. Tak naklah amik kesempatan pulak. Budak baik kan...

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Bergambar dengan ayah aku kat depan Masjid Nabawi....

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Lorong ni menuju ke Masjid Nabawi. So banyaklah kedai-kedai kat sini.....

Lagi satu bestnyer kat sini, peniaga-peniaga kat sini reti cakap dan faham bahasa melayu. Kiranya kalau orang Melayu tercampak kat sini, jangan risau pasal masalah komunikasi terutamanya masa nak bershopping. Tiba-tiba kat sini aku dah pandai dah buat tawar menawar. Seriously, kau tawarlah berapa riyal kau nak, diorang akan kata ok, halal! Senang beb tapi ada jugalah kedai yang kurang fasih, tu memang dah sure orang melayu tak nak gi kedai tu. Kan sifat orang Malaysia suka membeli belah, betul tak? Sebab tu lah bahasa Melayu dah jadi macam bahasa kedua diorang.

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yang ni kat hadapan hotel kat Madinah before gi jalan-jalan...

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Masjid Qubah....

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Gambar kejap kat sini. Sini pun ada jual macam-macam. Sebijik macam pasar malam...

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kat Jabal Uhud....sini pun ada jual macam-macam...

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kat pasar kurma


Then, after 4 days kat Madinah, akhirnya kitorang bergerak ke Makkah. Kitorang amik Miqat kat Bin Ali dan terus ke Makkah. Masa tu dah dalam Ihram lah. Kena jaga pantang larang kalau tak, kena dam...

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Before bertolak ke Mekah...

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Siapa sangka, ni gambar terakhir yang aku bergambar sama dengan atuk....

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Dalam coaster untuk ke Mekah

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masjidil haram...

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Kaabah

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ni amik gambar dari tingkat atas Masjidil Haram...

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Kaabah yang agung...

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Di Jabal Tsur....iye kot! Aku dah lupa...

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Hah!! Ni ayam arab! nampak jer ayam ni, aku ngan adik-adik aku terus jerit "Ayam Goreng!"

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Bergambar ngan unta kat Jabal Rahmah

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Siap main motor lagi...

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Masjid Qisas...Hah, nak tahu apa sejarahnya masjid ni? Masjid ni lah tempat pancung orang yang membunuh. Kiranya hukuman hudud lah. Ustaz Mustapha cakap, bila si pembunuh didapati bersalah membunuh, keluarga si mangsa boleh menetapkan hukuman kepada si pembunuh, sama ada pancung atau pembunuh perlu bayar ganti rugi dengan 100 ekor unta. 100 ekor unta mahal woo!! Boleh jadi billionaire. So, kalau pembunuh kena pancung, hukuman akan dijalankan kat luar Masjid Qisas ni. Tempat tu macam pondok dan sangat terbuka. So, orang ramai memang boleh tengoklah.

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Laut Merah....

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Yang ni plak dalam plane masa pulang ke Abu Dhabi semula dan kemudiannya transit untuk ke KLIA.


Aku stop sini jer lah dulu. Bila ada masa, aku edit lah yer...Wassalam...Photobucket