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Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Hold No Grudge...and you'll be happy


This is a true story which has touched many readers. As it is quite a long story, reserve it (if you haven't got the time) and read it only when you are in a more relaxed mood.
 
In either case, do make it a point to savour everyline until the end. This is for all the single, married, divorced, widowed individuals, who take life for granted.
 
Please, read this story until the end..  You never Know......!
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Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the idea of asking Mother to move from the rural hometown and spend her remaining years with us.
 
Hubby's father passed away while he was still very young. Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own to provide for him, see him through to a university degree.
 
You could say that she suffered a great deal and did everything you could expect of a woman to bring hubby to where he is today.
   
I immediately agreed and started packing the spare room, which has a balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and plant greenery.
Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly just picked me up and started spinning round and round. 
As I begged him to put me down, he said: "Lets go fetch mother." Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to test on his chest and enjoy the feeling that he could pick me up at any moment put the tiny me into his pockets.
 
Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to back down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head continuously until I surrender and beg for mercy.
I became addicted to this kind of panic-joy feeling.
Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle with her. 
 
For example; I am so used to buying flowers to decorate the living room, she could not stand it and would comment:
 
"I do not know how you young people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for?  You also can't eat flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum, with flowers in the house, our mood will also become better."
 
Mother continues to grumble away, and hubby smiled: "Mum, this is a city-people's habit; slowly you will get use to it."
 
Mother stopped saying anything. But every time thereafter, whenever came home with flowers, she would ask me how much it costs.
 
I told her and she would shake her head and express displeasure.
 
Sometimes, when I come home with lots of shopping bags, she would ask each and every item how much they cost, I would tell her honestly and she would get even more upset about it.
 
Hubby playfully pinched my nose and said: "You little fool, just don't tell her the full price of everything would solve it."
 
There begins the friction to our otherwise happy lifestyle.
 
Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to prepare the breakfast.
 
In your view, how could the man of the house cook for the wife?
 
At the breakfast table, mother facial expression is always like the dark clouds before a thunderstorm and I would pretend not to notice.
 
She would use her chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it as her silent protest.
 
As I am a dance teacher in the Children's Palace and am exhausted from along day of dancing around, I do not wish to give up the luxury of that additional few minutes in the comfort of my bed and hence I turned a deaf ear to all the protest mother makes.
 
From time to time, mother would help out with some housework, but soon her help created additional work for me.
For example: she would keep all kinds of plastic bags accumulating them so that she sell them later on, and resulted in our house being filled with all the trash bags; she would scrimp on dish washing detergent when helping to wash the dishes and so as not to hurt her feelings, I would quietly wash them again.
One day, late at night, mother saw me quietly washing the dishes, and "Bam" she slams her bedroom door and cried very loudly in her room.
Hubby was placed in a difficult position, and after that, he did not speak to me for that entire night.
I pretended to be a spoilt child, tried acting cute, but he totally ignored me....

I got mad and asked him: "What did I do wrong?" Hubby stared at me and said:"Can't you just give in to her once?   We couldn't possibly die eating from a bowl however unclean it is, right?"
 After that incident, for a long period of time, mother did not speak to me and you can feel that there is a very awkward feeling hanging in the house.
During that period of cold war, hubby was caught in dilemma as to who to please.
In order to stop her son from having to prepare breakfast, mother took on the  all important '  task of preparing breakfast without any prompting.
At the breakfast table, mother would look at hubby happily eating his breakfast and cast that reprimanding stare at me for having failed to perform my duty as a wife.
To avoid the embarrassing breakfast situation, I resorted to buying my own breakfast on my way to work.
That night, while in bed, hubby was a little upset and asked me:
"LD, is it because you think that mum's cooking is not clean that's why you chose not to eat at home?"
He then turned his back on me and left me alone in tears as feeling of unfairness overwhelmed me.
After some time, hubby sighed: "LD, just for me, can you have breakfast at home?"
I am left with no choice but to return to the breakfast table.
The next morning, I was having porridge prepared by mother and I felt a sudden churn in my stomach and everything inside seem to be rushing up my throat.
I tried to suppress the urge to throw up but I could not.   I threw down the bowl, rushed into the washroom, and vomited everything out..
Just as I was catching my breath, I saw mother crying and grumbling very loudly in her dialect, hubby was standing at the washroom doorway staring at me with fire burning in his eyes...
I opened my mouth but no words came out of it, I really did not mean it.
We had our very first big fight that day; mother took a look at us, then stood up and slowly made her way out of the house.
Hubby gave me a final stare in the eye and followed mother down the stairs.
For three days, hubby did not return home, not even a phone call.
I was so furious, since mother arrived; I had been trying my best and putting up with her, what else do you want me to do?
For no reason, I keep having the feeling to throw up and I simply have not appetite for food, coupled with all the events happening at home, I was at then low point in my life.. 
 
Finally, a colleague said: "LD, you look terrible; you should go and see a doctor."
 
The doctor confirmed that I am pregnant.
 
Now it became clear to me why I threw up that fateful morning, a sense of sadness floated through that otherwise happy news.
 
Why didn't hubby, and mother who had been through this before, thought of the possibility of this being the reason that day?
At the hospital entrance, I saw my hubby standing there..
It had only been three days, but he looked haggard. I had wanted to turn and leave, but one look at him and my heart soften, I couldn't resist and called out to him.
 
He followed my voice and finally found me but he pretended that he doesn't know me; he has that disgusted look in his eyes that cut right through my heart.
I told myself not to look at him anymore, and hail a cab.
At that moment, I have such a strong urge inside me to shout to my hubby:"Darling, I am having your baby!" and have him lift me up and spin me around in circles of joy.
What I wanted didn't happen and as I sat in the cab, my tears started rolling down.
Why? Why our love couldn't even withstand the test of one fight?
Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my hubby, and the disgusted look in his eyes.
I cried and wet the corner of the blanket.
That night, sound of the drawers opening woke me up.
I switched on the lights and I saw hubby with tears rolling down his face.
He was removing the money. I stared at him in silence; he ignored me, took the bank deposit book and some money and left the house.
Maybe he really intends to leave me for good.
What a rational man, so clear-cut in love and money matters.
I gave a few dried laugh and tears starting streaming down again.
The next day, I did not go to work. I wanted to clear this out and have a good talk with hubby.
I reached his office and his secretary gave me a weird look and said:
"Mr. Tan's mother had a traffic accident and is now in the hospital."
I stood there in shock. 
 
I rushed to the hospital and by the time I found hubby, mother had already passed away.
 
Hubby did not look at me, his face was expressionless.
 
I looked at mother's pale white and thin face and I couldn't control the tears in my eyes.
 
My god, how could this happen?
 
Throughout the funeral, hubby did not say a single word to me, with only the occasional disgusted stare at me.
 
I only managed to find out brief facts about the accident from other people.
 
That day, after mother left the house, she walked in dazed toward the bus stop, apparently intending to go back to her old house back in the countryside.
 
As hubby ran after her, she tried to walk faster and as she tried to cross the street, a public bus came and hit her....
 
I finally understood how much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that morning, if we had not quarreled, if....
 
In his heart, I am indirectly the killer of his mother.
 
Hubby moved into mother's room and came home every night with a strong liquor smell on him.
 
And me, I am buried under the guilt and self-pity and could hardly breathe.
 
I wanted to explain to him, tell him that we are going to have our baby soon, but each time, I saw the dead look in his eyes, all the words I have at the brink of my mouth just fell back in.
 
I had rather he hit me real hard or give me a big and thorough scolding though none of these events happening had been my fault at all.
 
Many days of suffocating silence went by and as the days went by, hubby came home later and later..
 
The deadlock between us continues, we were living together like strangers who don't know each other.
 
I am like the dead knot in his heart.
 
One day, I passed by a western restaurant, looking into the glass window, I saw hubby and a girl sitting facing each other and he very lightly brushed her hair for her, I understood what it meant.
 
After recovering from that moment of shock, I entered the restaurant, stood in front of my hubby and stared hard at him, not a tear in my eyes.
 
I have nothing to say to him, and there is no need to say anything.
 
The girl looked at me, looks at hubby, stands up and wanted to go, hubby stretched out his hand and stopped her.
 
He stared back at me,challenging me.
 
I can only hear my slow heart beat, beating, one by one as if at the brink of death.
 
I eventually backed down, if I had stood that any longer, I will collapse together with the baby inside me.
 
That night, he did not come home; he had chosen to use that as a way to indicate to me: Following mother's death so did our love for each other.
 
He did not come home anymore after that.
 
Sometimes, when I returned home from work, I can tell that the cupboard had been touched - he had returned to take some of his stuff.
 
I no longer wish to call him; the initial desire to explain everything to him vanished.
 
I lived alone; I go for my medical checkups alone, my heart breaks again and again every time I see a guy carefully helping his wife through the physical examination.
 
My office colleagues hinted to me to consider aborting the baby, I told them  No, I will not.. " 
 
I insisted on having to this baby, perhaps it is my way of repaying mother for causing her death.
 
One day, I came home and I saw hubby sitting in the living room.
 
The whole house was filled with cigarette smoke.
 
On the coffee table, there was this piece of paper.
 
I know what it is all about without even looking at it.
 
In the two months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned to find peace within myself.
 
I looked at him, removed my hat and said: "You wait a while, I will sign."
 
He looked at me, mixed feelings in his eyes, just like mine..
 
As I hang up my coat, I keep repeating to myself "You cannot cry, you cannot cry...." my eyes hurt terribly, but I refused to let tears come out from there.
 
After I hung up my coat, hubby's eyes stared fixed at my bulging tummy. I smiled, walked over to the coffee table and pulled the paper towards me..
 
Without even looking at what it says, I signed my name on it and pushed the paper to him. "LD, are you pregnant?"
 
Since mother's accident, this is the first time he spoke to me. I could not control my tears any further and they fell like raindrops.
 
I said: "Yes, but its ok, you can leave now."
 
He did not go.
 
In the dark, we sat, facing each other.
 
Hubby slowly moved over me, his tears wet the blanket.
 
In my heart, everything seems so far away, so far that even if I sprint, I could never reach them.
 
I cannot remember how many times he repeated "sorry" to me.
 
I had originally thought that I would forgive him, but now I can't.
 
In the western restaurant, in front of that girl, that cold look in his eyes, I will never forget, ever.
 
We have drawn such deep scars in each other's heart.
 
For me, it's unintentional; for him, totally intentional.
 
I had been waiting for this moment of reconciliation, but I realized now, what had gone past is gone forever and could not repeated.
 
Other than the thought of the baby inside me that would bring some warmth to my heart, I am totally cold towards him, I no longer eat anything he buys for me, I don't take any presents from him and I stopped talking to him.
 
From the moment I signed on that piece of paper, marriage and love had vanished from my heart.
 
Sometimes, hubby will try to come into the bedroom, but when he walks in, I will walk out to the living room.
 
He had no choice but to sleep in mother's room.
 
At night, from his room, I can hear light sounds of groaning, I kept quiet.
 
This used to be his trick; last time, whenever I ignore him, he would fake illness and I will surrender and find out what is wrong with him, he would then grab me and laugh.
 
He has forgotten that last time I cared for him and am concerned because there was love, but now, what is there between us?
 
Hubby's groaning came on and off continuing but I continuously ignored him.
 
Almost everyday, he would buy something for the baby, infant products, children products and books that kids like to read.
 
Bags and bags of it stacked inside his room till it is full.
 
I know he is trying to use this to reach out to me, but I am no longer moved by his actions.
 
He has no choice but to lock himself in his room and I can hear his typing away on his computer keyboard, maybe he is now addicted to web surfing but none of that matters to me anymore.
 
It was sometime towards the end of Spring in the following year, one late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach pain, hubby came rushing into the room, its like he did not change and sleep, and had been waiting for this moment.
 
He carried me and ran down the stairs, stopped a car, holding my hand very tightly and kept wiping the sweat off my brow, throughout the journey to the hospital.
 
Once we reached the hospital, he carried me and hurried into the delivery suite.
 
Lying on the back of his skinny but warmth body, a thought crossed my mind:
 
In my lifetime, who else would love me as much as he did?
 
He held the delivery suite door opened and watch me go in; his warm eyes caused me to manage a smile at him despite my contraction pain.
 
Coming out of the delivery room, hubby looked at our son and me, eyes tear with joy and he kept smiling.
 
I reached out and touched his hand.. Hubby looked at me, smiling and then he slowly collapsed onto the floor.
 
I cried out for him in pain... He smiled, but without opening that tired eyes of his...

I had thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but the truth is, I have never felt a deeper pain cutting through my body at that moment.
Doctor said that by the time hubby discovered he had liver cancer, it was already in terminal stage and it was a miracle that he managed to last this long.
 
I asked the doctor when he first discovered he had cancer. Doctor said about 5 months ago and consoled me saying:
 
"Prepare for his funeral."

I disregarded the nurse's objection and rushed home, I went into his room and checked his computer, and a suffocating pain hits me.
Hubby's cancer was discovered 5 months ago, his groaning was real, and
 
I had thought that... the computer showed over 200 thousand words he wrote for our son:
 
"Son, just for you, I have persisted, to be able to take a look at you before I fall, is my biggest wish now...
 
I know that in your life, you will have many happiness and maybe some setbacks, if only I can accompany you throughout that journey, how nice would it be..
 
But daddy now no longer has that chance.

Daddy has written inside here all the possible difficulties and problems you may encounter during your lifetime, when you meet with these problems, you can refer to daddy's suggestion....
Son, after writing these 200 thousand words, I feel as if I have accompanied you through life journey.
 
To be honest, daddy is very happy.
 
Do love your mother, she has suffered, she is the one who loves you most and also the one who loves me most....
 
" From play school to primary school, to secondary, university, to work and even in dealing with questions of love, everything big and small was written there.
 
Hubby has also written a letter for me:
"My dear, to marry you is my biggest happiness, forgive me for the pain I have caused you, forgive me for not telling you my illness, because I want to see you be in a joyful mood waiting for the arrival of our baby....
 
My dear, if you cried, it means that you have forgiven me and I would smile, thank you for loving me...
 
These presents, I'm afraid I cannot give them to our son personally, could you help me to give some of them to him every year, the dates on what to give when are all written on the packaging... "
 
Going back to the hospital, hubby is still in coma.
 
I brought our son over and place him beside him.
 
I said: "Open your eyes and smile, I want our son to remember being in the warmth of your arms..."
 
He struggled to open his eyes and managed a weak smile.
 
Our son still in his arms was happily waving his tiny hands in the air. I press the button on the camera and the sound of the shutter rang through the air as tears slowly rolled down my face.....
 
A fatal misunderstanding and the person who loves me the most in this world is gone forever...
 
"Cruel misunderstandings one after another disrupted the blissful footsteps to our family.
 
Our original intend of having Mother enjoy some quiet and peaceful moments in her remaining years with us went terribly wrong as destiny's secret is finally revealed at a price, every thing became too late.".......

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This is a true story.
LEARNING POINT - DO NOT EVER HOLD ON TO GRUDGES. I am totally speechless, this story brought tears to my eyes as I read through each line eager to know what would happen next. It truly showed the devastating power of grudges and anger!
 
Simple humility and communication would have resolved most of the problems in that story, as well as patience.....
 
This story has really touched my heart and life as a whole and it has stimulated a paradigm shift.
 
Though it is very sad, it is also very refreshing to know that from today, I can consciously start to live a life free of grudge.
 
In life, offenses are inevitable.

But holding a grudge is a choice we consciously make. Learn to LET GO....
To forgive others is to forgive YOURSELF. No one's perfect.
 
Communication is the key. It is never toooooo late to be friends.....
 
 

Hentikan meminati mamat nih




'Penggila' Justin Bieber yang beragama Islam wajib tahu ini..
 
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Para remaja memang gila beno dengan mamat ni..termasuklah remaja Islam di seluruh negara..tapi setelah dia mempamerkan sokongannya kepada pembunuh Islam..adakah kita akan biarkan remaja Islam kita terus menggilai mamat ni..

Wahai anak remaja..kemanakah naluri kasih sayang kamu terhadap Islam dan saudara seIslam mu..??
 

Jadilah seorang pemaaf





Assalamualaikum warahmatullah dan salam sejatera,

Pemaaf adalah sifat luhur yang perlu ada pada diri setiap muslim. Antara sifat positif yang terdapat dalam diri manusia adalah pemaaf, yakni lawan kepada sifat pemarah dan pendendam. Ketika manusia diciptakan oleh Allah SWT, Allah mencipta juga pelbagai bentuk emosi dan keinginan dalam diri manusia yang berbentuk positif dan negatif yang saling mempengaruhi antara satu sama lain.

Ada beberapa ayat al-Quran dan hadis yang menekankan keutamaan bersifat pemaaf yang juga disebut sebagai sifat yang hampir di sisi Allah SWT. Allah SWT berfirman yang bermaksud, “Dan orang yang menahan amarahnya dan memaafkan orang lain, Allah mencintai orang yang berbuat kebajikan.” (Surah ali-Imran ayat 132)

Kadang kala, perasaan marah juga disebabkan persaingan untuk mendapatkan sesuatu. Dalam keadaan itu, pesaing dianggap sebagai musuh yang perlu diatasi dengan apa cara sekalipun. Punca ini boleh merebak kepada fitnah, ugutan dan tindakan fizikal secara kekerasan. Namun, diakui bukan mudah untuk menjadi seorang pemaaf. Sikap negatif yang menjadi lawannya iaitu pemarah sentiasa berusaha menidakkan wujudnya sifat pemaaf dalam seseorang.

Pertembungan dua unsur ini mewujudkan satu mekanisme yang saling ingin menguasai diri seseorang. Iman dan takwa menjadi pengemudi melahirkan sifat pemaaf, manakala syaitan pula mengambil tempat mendidik sifat pemarah. Hakikatnya, syaitan sentiasa menggunakan kelemahan manusia untuk digoda dari pelbagai penjuru agar timbul sifat haiwaniah dalam diri manusia.

Memang tepat sifat pemaaf itu bukanlah satu perbuatan yang mudah dilakukan. Firman Allah SWT yang bermaksud, “Tetapi, sesiapa yang sabar dan suka memaafkan, sesungguhnya termasuk pekerjaan yang berat ditanggung.” (Surah asy-Syura ayat 43)

Sifat pemaaf memang sukar dilakukan memandangkan manusia sentiasa dikuasai fikiran logik untuk bertindak atas sesuatu perkara sehingga membunuh nilai moral sebenar.


Bukan penyelesaian

Emosi manusia pula memang mudah terpengaruh ke arah melakukan tindakan yang pada pandangannya logik adalah tindakan yang sepatutnya. Apatah lagi jika hasutan syaitan berjaya menguasai diri. Di sinilah pentingnya kita memupuk sifat pemaaf dalam diri. Sesuatu yang lojik tidak semestinya betul. Sebaliknya, ajaran agama adalah petunjuk kepada kebenaran yang mesti diamalkan untuk mendapat kebaikan di dunia dan di akhirat. Tindakan marah melampau dan diikuti pula dengan tindakan fizikal bukanlah jalan penyelesaian masalah atau untuk menunjukkan siapa yang benar. Jika diteruskan niat melakukan tindak balas atas kemarahan itu, mungkin ada tindakan yang mendatangkan keburukan sehingga berlakunya pembunuhan.

Sesiapa berupaya menahan kemarahan, bererti dalam dirinya memiliki kemuliaan, keberanian, keikhlasan dan kekuatan yang sebenar. Sebaliknya, orang yang tidak mampu menahan marah adalah golongan yang lemah. Nabi Muhammad SAW bersabda, “Bukanlah orang yang kuat itu (dinilai) dengan  (kekuatan) dalam pergelutan, sesungguhnya orang yang kuat ialah orang yang dapat menguasai dirinya ketika marah.” (Hadis riwayat Bukhari)

Pentingnya sifat menahan marah mendorong Nabi Muhammad SAW apabila diminta oleh seorang lelaki agar berpesan atau mengajarnya mengenai sesuatu perkara, Nabi menjawab ringkas iaitu “jangan marah”. Lelaki itu seperti tidak berpuas hati dengan jawapan itu. Dia mungkin merasakan apalah besar sangat kebaikan menahan marah. Lalu dia bertanya buat kali kedua mengharapkan agar Rasulullah memberitahu amalan lain yang lebih besar pahalanya. Tetapi Rasulullah SAW tetap mengulangi perkataan “jangan marah”. Untuk mendidik sifat baik dalam diri perlulah menghampiri diri dengan memperbanyakkan melakukan ibadah wajib dan sunat. Dengan kekuatan takwa dan iman secara langsung akan menjauhkan perakara yang ditegah, termasuklah sifat pemarah.


Sifat pemaaf lahir dari jiwa dan hati yang tenang, hasil daripada tarbiyah yang berterusan. Sebab itu, selalulah cuba memupuk sifat pemaaf. Bermulalah dengan perkara yang kecil. Bagi orang yang bersifat pemaaf, tiada tersimpan perasaan marah dalam hatinya. Sebab itu, hati orang yang bersifat pemaaf tidak mudah terbakar dengan provokasi yang menekan dirinya.

Hati tidak tenteram

Banyak masalah berkaitan hubungan sesama manusia berpunca dari sifat marah dan membalas dendam. Biarpun perselisihan kecil, perkara itu tidak dapat diselesaikan disebabkan perasaan dendam masih bertapak di hati. Sikap berdendam hanya merugikan kedua-dua pihak. Paling tertekan ialah pihak yang lebih banyak berdendam.

Hatinya tidak tenteram dan sentiasa ada perasaan buruk sangka. Kadangkala, yang berdendam hanya sebelah pihak. Sedangkan, sebelah pihak lagi menganggap persengketaan sebelum ini sudahpun selesai. Jika sifat memaafkan diamalkan, insya Allah, kita tidak akan menanggung kemarahan daripada orang lain. Sesungguhnya Allah SWT terlebih awal memberi keampunan dengan rahmat-Nya.

Jika ada sesuatu yang menimbulkan perasaan marah, berfikirlah sejenak untuk menilai atau muhasabah diri sendiri terlebih dahulu. Renungkan dalam hati adakah perkara itu berpunca dari kita sendiri? Adakah sebelum ini kita mengambil langkah yang wajar untuk mengelak perkara itu daripada berlaku? Jika kita mampu berfikir sedemikian, cahaya kebenaran mudah memasuki ruang hati dan memberi petunjuk tindakan yang wajar dilakukan seterusnya. Pada ketika itu, syaitan tidak berpeluang untuk menyemarakkan perasaan marah, yang lahir adalah keinsafan dan sifat memaafkan.

Sifat pemaaf memberi manfaat yang besar kepada diri sendiri terutama dari segi rohani. Orang yang brsifat pemaaf selalu dalam keadaan tenang, hati bersih, berfikiran terbuka, mudah diajak berunding dan sentiasa menilai diri sendiri untuk melakukan kebaikan.

Renung-renungkan…

Sumber : Mohd Huzairi Zainuddin di MW#1276 

Nak lompat2 ye...pegi main kat luar!!!!




Satu hari, seorang pilot telah di tugaskan utk membawa 30 pesakit jiwa 
berpindah ke satu kawasan yg baru dgn menaiki kapal terbang yg akan di 
pandunya. 

Pada keesokan hari, spt yg dijanjikan juruterbang itu pun membawa 30 
pesakit jiwa tersebut. 29 pesakit tersebut terlalu gembira dapat menaiki 
kapal terbang itu. Mereka semua melompat2 di dlm kapal terbang itu. 
Bagaimanapun cuma seorang pesakit sahaja yg hanya mendiamkan diri.

Tiba2 kapal terbang yg mereka semua naiki bergegar akibat 29 pesakit yg 
melompat2 itu. Pilot menjadi geram akibat perbuatan 29 pesakit itu. Dia 
tidak dapat mengawal kapal terbang yg bergegar itu. Pilot tersebut 
memanggil pesakit jiwa yg pendiam itu dan menyuruh supaya dia memberitahu 
kawan2nya supaya berhenti bermain. 

5 minit kemudian, pilot itu mendapati kapal terbang kembali stabil. Pilot 
memangggil sekali lagi pesakit jiwa yg pendiam itu dan bertanya, "Kenapa 
semuanya boleh menjadi senyap dlm sekelip mata..? Apa yg kau bagi tau sama 
kawan2 kau itu?". Pesakit itu pun manjawab "Saya bagi tau kat kawan2 saya 
..... kalau nak melompat2............pergi main kat luar!!!!

BANG...ADA KUIH IJAU????



Sudin : bang,ada kuih hijau?

Penjual : maaf dik, sini tak jual kuih hijau..

(Keesokannya Sudin datang lagi)

Sudin : ada kuih hijau, bang.?

Penjual : Tidak ada.!!!

(Keesokannya lagi, Sudin datang lagi)

Sudin : kuih hijaunya dah ada, bang.??

Penjual : Tak ada.!! besok kalau kamu tanya aku kuih hijau lagi, aku ikat kamu, lepastu aku paku kamu kat pokok seberang jalan sana tu..faham!

(Sudin terfikir sesuatu, sambil mengangguk2 kepalanya lalu terus pulang tapi besoknya Sudin datang lagi)

Sudin : bang, ada tali.?

Penjual : haaaa...mcm tu la.. tanya yg lain....tapi sorry, tali tak ada.. :p

Sudin : paku bang,?
Penjual : pun tak ada.. :p

Sudin : oh alhamdulillah… bang ada kuih hijau..?? (Caboot lariiiiii...)
Penjual : %^%$%$#$@$%!

Monday, December 3, 2012

Terowong di lebuh raya Jepun runtuh



KEPULAN asap menyelubungi kawasan di sekitar terowong itu.

TOKYO - Beberapa anggota penyelamat menemui lima mayat yang rentung selepas bumbung sebuah Terowong Sasago di lebuh raya Chuo, tengah Jepun runtuh semalam.
Mayat-mayat itu ditemui di dalam sebuah kereta.
Dua buah kereta remuk di dalam terowong tersebut.
Menurut laporan agensi berita Kyodo, beberapa pekerja penyelamat kini melakukan siasatan bagi memastikan jika terdapat mangsa lain yang terperangkap.
Terowong itu sepanjang 4.7 kilometer dan terletak di Otsuki, 80 kilometer ke barat Tokyo.
Kira-kira 150 kepingan siling yang setiap satu berukuran lima meter lebar, 1.2 meter panjang dan setebal lapan sentimeter serta berat 1.2 tan runtuh di dalam terowong tersebut.
Lebuh raya itu telah dibuka sejak 35 tahun lalu.
Rangkaian televisyen menunjukkan kepulan asap keluar dari terowong itu.
Tujuh orang dipercayai hilang manakala dua lagi cedera dan sekurang-kurangnya dua buah kereta juga terperangkap, kata seorang anggota bomba.
Seorang mangsa, Tomohiro Suzuki, 37, yang melalui kawasan berhampiran menceritakan detik-detik tragis itu.
Menurutnya, dia keluar dari kereta dan berlari ke arah sebuah kenderaan lain yang remuk akibat dihempap konkrit dengan tujuan untuk menyelamatkan penumpang kereta tersebut.
Suzuki berkata, dia kemudian menghubungi polis selepas mendapati amat mustahil untuknya melakukan kerja-kerja menyelamat.
Seorang lagi lelaki memberitahu agensi berita Jiji Press bahawa dia menyaksikan konkrit bumbung terowong itu menghempap sebuah kenderaan di depan matanya.

ASAP akibat kereta terbakar keluar dari terowong itu.


Menurutnya, dia mendengar bunyi suara orang meminta pertolongan dari celah-celah timbunan runtuhan sebelum seorang wanita keluar tanpa memakai kasut dengan pakaiannya koyak.
Wanita berkenaan meminta supaya semua rakan dan kekasihnya diselamatkan selepas kereta yang dinaikinya dihempap runtuhan itu.
Bagaimanapun, lelaki tersebut menyatakan, kereta yang dinaiki wanita yang terselamat itu terbakar.
Seorang wartawan, Yoshio Goto yang terperangkap dalam kemalangan itu berkata, dia sempat memecut kenderaannya dan berjaya keluar dari terowong itu.
Bagaimanapun, terdapat serpihan runtuhan yang menghempap kenderaannya.
"Saya kemudian melihat ke arah kenderaan saya dan mendapati separuh bumbungnya remuk," katanya.
Terowong Sasago yang melalui sebuah kawasan bukit tidak jauh dari Gunung Fuji merupakan salah sebuah terowong yang paling panjang di Jepun.
Ia merupakan kemalangan terburuk yang pernah berlaku di Jepun sejak tahun 1996, setelah sebuah terowong runtuh dan mengakibatkan 20 orang terbunuh.
Syarikat yang mengendalikan lebuh raya itu, Central Nippon Expressway menyatakan pihaknya sedang menyiasat punca kejadian.
Menurut syarikat itu, pihaknya tidak menemui sebarang kecacatan semasa melakukan pemeriksaan pada Septembar lalu.
Presiden syarikat itu, Takekazu Kaneko meminta maaf berhubung kejadian itu pada sidang akhbar di Nagoya.
"Saya meminta maaf kerana menyebabkan kemalangan serius. Saya kini meletakkan keutamaan berhubung kerja-kerja menyelamat," katanya. - Agensi


Artikel Penuh: http://www.kosmo.com.my/kosmo/content.asp?y=2012&dt=1203&pub=Kosmo&sec=Dunia&pg=du_01.htm#ixzz2Dxf9MYgS 
Hakcipta terpelihara 

Confius Jap!!!!....ni AES punya hal lah nie.....


Duduk di simpang jalan menangkap pemandu yang memecut melebihi had laju,seorang pegawai trafik ternampak sebuah kereta yang dipandu tersangat perlahan dianggarkan hanya dipandu 22 batu sejam sahaja. Maka Polis trafik pun berfikir " Tak boleh jadik niee..lambat dari kura-kura..sangat bahaya bagi pemandu yang lain".

Polis trafik pun menahan dan memeriksa kereta itu dan didapati terdapat 5 orang wanita - dua wanita di depan dan tiga duduk di belakang - mata kesemuanya terbeliak dan mengigil ketakutan yang amat sangat dengan muka pucat macam mayat. Pemandu wanita sangat hairan dan bertanya " Apa kesalahan saya tuan? saya tidak melebihi had laju..kenapa ditahan?" "Makcik" polis trafik menjelaskan " makcik bukan melebihi had laju, tapi memandu lambat daripada had laju jugak boleh menyebabkan kemalangan kepada kereta yang lain" "lambat dari had laju ?" wanita itu merasa hairan. 

"Tuan, saya mengikut dengan tepat kelajuan yang tercatat di papan tanda.[
JALAN AMPANG 22]!" bantah wanita itu dengan marah. Polis trafik itu tersenyum sindir dan menjelaskan maksud [JALAN AMPANG 22] adalah tanda nama jalan dan bukanya had laju. Dengan perasaan malu,wanita itu mengucapkan terima kasih atas penjelasan itu.

" Tapi sebelum makcik meneruskan perjalanan, saya ada satu pertanyaan...adakah kesemua penumpang di kereta makcik semuanya sihat? nampaknya makcik-makcik yang lain macam mengigil ketakutan dan muka pucat" polis trafik itu bertanya kehairanan "oh...jangan bimbang ,mereka semua akan bertenang semula selepas beberapa minit lagi. Kerana kami baru saja menuruni [Jalan Bukit Bintang 309]."



Mami:  hahahahahaha....

Pertemuan yang didambakan selama 56 tahun..


Ibu, anak terpisah 56 tahun dipertemukan

Saedah tak mampu menahan kesedihan apabila  bertemu semula dengan anaknya, Tuah  di Kampung Binjai, Bayan Lepas, Pulau Pinang, kelmarin.

Saedah tak mampu menahan kesedihan apabila bertemu semula dengan anaknya, Tuah di Kampung Binjai, Bayan Lepas, Pulau Pinang, kelmarin.
Georgetown: Seorang ibu tidak mampu menahan kesedihan apabila bertemu semula anak lelakinya yang diserahkan kepada seniman Allahyarham Nordin Ahmad, 56 tahun lalu.

Pertemuan Saedah Kassim, 84, dan Tuah Hussin, 56, di rumah wanita berkenaan di Kampung Binjai, Bayan Lepas, di sini kelmarin, diselubungi suasana pilu sebaik anak kelima daripada lapan beradik itu tiba di kediaman berkenaan dari Lapangan Terbang Antarabangsa Pulau Pinang (LTAPP), kira-kira jam 1.30 tengah hari.   Saedah berkata, perasaannya sedih bercampur gembira kerana tidak menyangka bertemu semula dengan Tuah yang kini bermastautin di Singapura selepas diserahkan kepada seniman negara itu ketika mereka menetap di negara jiran berkenaan. 
Kenalan lama

“Arwah Nordin dan isteri, Salmah Ibrahim adalah kenalan lama saya dan mereka tiada anak, jadi saya serahkan Tuah kepada mereka ketika dia baru berusia 10 hari. Sejak itu, kami tidak pernah bertemu dan terus terputus hubungan apabila saya kembali menetap di Malaysia pada 1969.

“Inilah saat cukup bahagia dan saya amat bersyukur kepada Allah. Tak mampu nak berkata-kata apabila bertemu dan melihat sendiri Tuah di depan mata,” katanya ketika ditemui, semalam.

Pernah merajuk 
Sementara itu, Tuah berkata, dia dipelihara ibu bapa angkat dengan penuh kasih sayang, tetapi pernah merajuk dan sedih mengenangkan ibu bapa kandung sanggup menyerahkannya kepada orang lain selepas mengetahui kisah itu ketika berusia 14 tahun.

“Sejak tahu kisah sebenar, saya berusaha menjejaki ibu bapa kandung tapi tak berhasil. Namun berkat kesabaran dan doa, saya bertemu kakak kandung pada satu majlis keramaian di Singapura sebelum dipertemukan pula selepas itu dengan abang dan adik beradik lain.

“Akhirnya saya pulang ke pangkuan ibu. Ini hadiah paling istimewa dan saya tak sangka sama sekali dapat bertemu semula dengannya kerana kami terpisah sekian lama. Insya-Allah, saya akan bawa ibu bercuti dan tinggal bersama di Singapura tidak lama lagi,” katanya yang mempunyai empat anak.

Bila orang tua bercinta





APA perasaan anda apabila diberitahu ibu bapa anda akan bercerai? Bayangkan ketika itu anda dan dua adik masih lagi belajar. Tentu terkejutkan? Tambah menyakitkan hati apabila anda dapat tahu, orang yang anda sayang dan percaya selama inilah yang menjadi punca perceraian tersebut," ujar Ella dalam e-melnya.

''Mulanya saya tak percaya apabila ayah beritahu perkara ini. Saya masih fikir tentulah ayah puncanya, nak kahwin lagi atau nak madukan ibu, sebab itu ibu minta cerai.Tetapi saya terkejut bila ayah pula meminta saya memujuk ibu supaya jangan teruskan hasrat bercerai, sebab ayah sangat sayangkan ibu.

''Saya yang baru balik bercuti, terkejut dan bagai tak percaya dengan berita yang saya dengar. Kecewa betul! Hingga petang saya tunggu, ibu masih tak balik rumah. Ketika keluar bilik untuk makan malam, adik beritahu yang ibu sudah tiga minggu tak balik rumah. Ibu pindah ke rumah kawannya. Ini sudah lebih!

''Waktu itu perasaan marah saya pada ibu menjadi-jadi sebab selama ini ibu nasihat saya supaya belajar demi masa depan, jangan sibuk cari kawan lelaki selagi belum lulus dan bekerja. Banyak lagi nasihatnya yang hingga kini masih tersemat di hati. Tetapi apa dah jadi, ibu pula buat hal?

''Tak ada nafsu saya nak makan malam tu, sebab kepala berserabut. Saya juga tak ada selera nak bertanya pada ayah, sebab hubungan ayah dengan kami tak rapat. Ayah pendiam. Ibulah yang rajin berbual kerana itu kami lebih rapat dengannya.

''Saya ambil kesempatan berbual dengan adik bongsu perempuan sebab adik lelaki pendiam macam ayah. Kata adik, ibu dah lama bergaduh dengan ayah tapi dia tak tahu puncanya hinggalah ibu minta cerai dan keluar rumah. Ayah mulanya larang ibu keluar dan tak mahu ceraikan ibu tetapi ibu mendesak. Akhirnya ayah bagi surat dan dengan surat itu ibu keluar.

''Saya cuba hubungi ibu dan setelah beberapa kali mencuba, barulah ibu jawab. Kata ibu dia tak mahu keruhkan suasana, apa yang sudah terjadi dia terima sebagai tadir, tapi saya tak puas hati hingga saya tahu hal sebenarnya.

''Pada hari yang ditetapkan saya jumpa ibu di rumah kawannya. Kata ibu dia bercerai setelah dapat surat taklik daripada ayah. Ayah tak izinkan ibu keluar rumah tetapi ibu berkeras jadi ayah beri taklik kalau ibu keluar juga maka gugurlah talaknya.

''Hati saya panas. Tentulah ayah puncanya. Tapi setelah dengar cerita ibu saya berfikir dua kali. Kata ibu dia tak boleh hidup dengan ayah sebab mereka tak sehaluan, puas dia bersabar tetapi sikap ayah yang banyak membisu, tak suka bergaul dengan orang, menjadikan ibu bosan dan tidak dapat teruskan hidup bersama.

''Saya tanya mengapa sekarang? Bukankah ibu telah berkahwin lebih 23 tahun dan masing-masing kini dekat 50 tahun. Mengapa sekarang baru bosan kerana ayah pendiam? Kalau ibu boleh sabar lebih 20 tahun takkan tak boleh bersabar lagi?

''Kata ibu selama ini dia bersabar sebab kami masih kecil tapi kini kami dah besar, saya dah masuk IPTS, maka ibu hendak rasa hidup lebih ceria dan bahagia.

''Saya cakap sepatutnya ibu bersyukur dapat hidup aman kerana ayah pendiam, tak tahu bersungut, marah apa lagi mengamuk. Tapi ibu kata, dia perlukan hidup yang penuh bermakna sementara bernyawa.

''Saya tak nafikan ayah memang pendiam tapi takkan kerana itu ibu sanggup tingalkan ayah? Saya korek lagi, apakah ibu ada orang lain untuk menceriakan hatinya? Mulanya ibu mengelak tetapi setelah ditanya berkali-kali, barulah terbongkar cerita rupanya ibu jumpa kawan lama, lebih tepat kekasih lama semasa muda, kini lelaki itu menduda setelah kematian isterinya dan mereka kembali bercinta.

''Ya Allah! Meluatnya! Dah tua tua pun nak bercinta lagi? Saya tak hangat hati kalau ibu balu tapi ibu isteri orang. Kalau ayah buat perangai memang patut ayah kena tinggal, tapi sebab ibu nak kembali dengan kekasih lama, saya jadi benci dan meluat dengan perangai ibu. Cukup-cukuplah bercinta! Patutnya ibu fikirkan pasal saya nak kahwin atau paling tidak pergi haji ketika kaki masih kuat.

''Akhirnya saya buat kesimpulan ayah bukan masalah utama ibu diberikan taklik.

''Setelah puas berdebat dengan ibu, saya tinggalkan ibu dengan perasaan sakit hati. Namun saya masih tak puas hati jika tak bertanya pada ayah.

''Malam itu juga saya tanya ayah. Saya nampak ayah berubah sungguh, dia mahu berbual. Ayah mengaku beri taklik pada ibu setelah dapat tahu ibu ada hubungan dengan lelaki lain. Kata ayah dia memang beri kebebasan kepada ibu pergi ke mana dia suka dengan kawan-kawannya, walaupun waktu malam. Tetapi adik ayah beritahu dia nampak ibu makan malam dengan lelaki lain di sebuah restoran.

''Adik ayah kenal lelaki tersebut kekasih lama ibu. Dua kali adik ayah ekori ibu sebelum menceritakan pada ayah. Memang ayah tak percaya, tetapi dalam diam ayah siasat telefon ibu. Terbukti segalanya dan ibu tak boleh berdalih lagi. Akhirnya ibu mengaku berjumpa kekasih lamanya. Ayah cuba nasihatkan ibu tetapi sudah terlambat.

''Kata ayah dia mahu rujuk semula setelah ibu bawa kes ke mahkamah dan mereka disahkan bercerai. Tapi ibu menolak.

''Saya hairan mengapa ibu berubah perangai. Ibu seorang wanita yang gigih membina hidup daripada cuma kerani, melahirkan kami bertiga, sambung belajar atas izin ayah yang memang berpendidikan tinggi, lalu naik pangkat.

"Ayah beri sepenuh kebebasan kepada ibu keluar dengan kawan, berseminar dan sebagainya tapi tak sangka ini balasan ibu.

''Saya bersimpati dengan ayah. Ayah baik, jujur dan sayangkan keluarga tetapi itu tidak dapat memenuhi perasaan dan kehendak ibu. Ibu mahukan suami yang boleh diajak berbincang, keluar membeli-belah dan lebih penting boleh bergurau senda," keluh Ella dengan sikap lupa diri ibunya.


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