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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8NRnw_eCp7ImA9WhRWFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5528925624267114632</id><updated>2012-01-04T09:34:57.240+08:00</updated><title>My Wish List</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://truewishlist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://truewishlist.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5528925624267114632/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05045609493188506283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw4RR2hJEmc/S2_WZMTL4zI/AAAAAAAAATE/qn-tF5l7Mwo/S220/09012010929.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>564</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ImToreBetweenTheLifeILeadWhereIStand" /><feedburner:info uri="imtorebetweenthelifeileadwhereistand" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIERn09eSp7ImA9WhdbF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5528925624267114632.post-1109817976846768507</id><published>2011-10-16T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T17:48:27.361+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-16T17:48:27.361+08:00</app:edited><title>Because I'm not beautiful</title><content type="html">Saya tahu saya tidak cantik.. Tapi, walaupun saya tidak cantik, saya tetap ada kelebihan..&lt;br /&gt;
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Kerana saya tidak cantik, saya tidak jadi mangsa gangguan lelaki-lelaki yang rosak akhlaknya.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kerana saya tidak cantik, saya dapat pelihara diri saya daripada pandangan bernafsu lelaki yang tidak menjaga pandangannya.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kerana saya tidak cantik, saya selamat daripada menjadi senjata iblis mencairkan iman lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kerana saya tidak cantik, saya tidak mendapat fitnah dan cemburu daripada wanita-wanita lain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kerana saya tidak cantik, saya tidak mengharapkan pujian daripada mana-mana lelaki dan wanita.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dan kerana saya tidak cantik, akhirnya saya menemui insan yang ikhlas mencintai saya seadanya.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kerana saya tahu.. Saya tidak cantik pada pandangan manusia.. Maka saya akan berusaha agar kelihatan cantik pada ALLAH.. Kerana bukan kecantikan dunia yang saya kejar... Tapi KECANTIKAN di akhirat kelak..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5528925624267114632-1109817976846768507?l=truewishlist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When U Were Only 5 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U...&lt;br /&gt;U Asked Me: "What Is It?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When U Were 15 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....&lt;br /&gt;U Blushed.. U Look Down And Smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When U Were 20 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....&lt;br /&gt;U Put Ur Head On My Shoulder And Hold My Hand.. Afraid That I Might Dissapear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When U Were 25 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....&lt;br /&gt;U Prepare Breakfast And Serve It In Front Of Me, And Kiss My Forhead N&lt;br /&gt;Said : "U Better Be Quick, Is’s Gonna Be Late.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When U Were 30 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....&lt;br /&gt;U Said: "If U Really Love Me, Please Come Back Early After Work.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When U Were 40 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....&lt;br /&gt;U Were Cleaning The Dining Table And Said: "Ok Dear, But It’s Time For U To Help Our Child With His/Her Revision.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So mana satu pilihan kalbu??? mine? ALL! haha yer tamak kan? ngahahaha..tapi rasenye tak salah memilih yang terbaik untuk masa depan. Because we have choices! yey!&lt;br /&gt;
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✿&amp;nbsp;Lelaki yg BAIK---&amp;gt; lelaki yg boleh bimbing wanita ke jalanNYA&lt;br /&gt;
◕ Lelaki yg COMEL---&amp;gt; lelaki yg berpakaian baju melayu dan menuju ke masjid&lt;br /&gt;
✿ Lelaki yg SWEET---&amp;gt; lelaki yg selalu bercakap dengan nada yg rendah&lt;br /&gt;
◕ Lelaki yg ROMANTIK--&amp;gt; lelaki yg mnghadiahkan sebuah doa setiap hari&lt;br /&gt;
✿ Lelaki yg CHARMING--&amp;gt; lelaki yg mengingatkan si dia tentang ibadat..&lt;br /&gt;
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Inilah lelaki igauan wanita...InsyaAllah..^_^&lt;br /&gt;
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life is too short.&lt;br /&gt;
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gudges are a waste of perfect happiness. so laugh when you can, aplogize when you should. let go of what you cant change. &lt;br /&gt;
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love deeply, and forgive quickly. get out, take chances. give everything and have no regrets. &lt;br /&gt;
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life is too short to be unhappy. you have to take the good with the bad. smile when you are sad. &lt;br /&gt;
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people change you know..and things go wrong. But always remember, that LIFE GOES ON.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Happy syawal everybody. :) I would like to apologize my every mistake, intentionally or unintentionally. im a human too after all. mintak maaf zahir batin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5528925624267114632-8166567286074020286?l=truewishlist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Chasing pavement from adele is playing while im writing this. I started to think on other distracting stuff…which is not good. At this point, what else for me to chase? Should I just run and keep running until the pavement ends? I manage to push all the big load as far as I can for the past 3 months..and I am very proud I am still standing strong. Today, Im in the office with the most minimal work load, funny when I was buried (or purposely buried myself) with work I cursed under my breathe wishing that the work load will just vanish or settle by themselves. Went working at the client’s for the past few weeks and I came home pretty late..not being able to see my own parents since I went out damn early n come home after everybody is retiring to bed.. N now when I have the most minimal work load..im complaining again. Haha human. Never satisfy with what they have, am I right or am I right? &lt;br /&gt;
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I love my job. Honestly I do. Maybe not as much during peak of the project..but overall I am very much happy with it. I heard complaints and many more from frens who worked with the banking industries. Im a freshie who just started working, I am in no position to complaint..at all. I mean I have nuthin to expect, dats good…right?&lt;br /&gt;
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So whats new with me? Let’s see, I met lotsa different kind of people over the past 3 months. Thanks to my job I get to go out most of the time instead of doing the 9 to 5 job. Many many kind, most of the time I just wanna laugh. N yes, guys still talk to my boobs instead of talking straight to my face. Promises still turn into lies, dreams and hopes buried after some time, sweetness turns sour, u know all are the same. Nuthin changes. Same old same old. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ok lah duty calls. Looks like im about to receive another bunch of workload ..yippie…NOT. haha ;p&lt;br /&gt;
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Take care everybody... enjoy the last bits of Ramadhan to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Gambaran Hari Kiamat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Selepas Malaikat Israfil meniup sangkakala (bentuknya seperti tanduk besar) yang memekakkan telinga, seluruh makhluk mati kecuali Izrail &amp;amp; beberapa malaikat yang lain. Selepas itu, Izrail pun mencabut nyawa malaikat yang tinggal dan akhirnya nyawanya sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Selepas semua makhluk mati, Tuhan pun berfirman mafhumnya “Kepunyaan siapakah kerajaan hari ini?” Tiada siapa yang menjawab. Lalu Dia sendiri menjawab dengan keagunganNya “Kepunyaan Allah Yang Maha Esa lagi Maha Perkasa.” Ini menunjukkan kebesaran &amp;amp; keagunganNya sebagai Tuhan yg Maha Kuasa lagi Maha Kekal Hidup, tidak mati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Selepas 40 tahun, Malaikat Israfil a.s. dihidupkan, seterusnya meniup sangkakala untuk kali ke-2, lantas seluruh makhluk hidup semula di atas bumi putih, berupa padang Mahsyar (umpama padang Arafah) yang rata tidak berbukit atau bulat seperti bumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Sekelian manusia hidup melalui benih anak Adam yg disebut “Ajbuz Zanbi” yang berada di hujung tulang belakang mereka. Hiduplah manusia umpama anak pokok yang kembang membesar dari biji benih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Semua manusia dan jin dibangkitkan dalam keadaan telanjang dan hina. Mereka tidak rasa malu kerana pada ketika itu hati mereka sangat takut dan bimbang tentang nasib &amp;amp; masa depan yang akan mereka hadapi kelak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Lalu datanglah api yang berterbangan dengan bunyi seperti guruh yang menghalau manusia, jin dan binatang ke tempat perhimpunan besar. Bergeraklah mereka menggunakan tunggangan (bagi yang banyak amal), berjalan kaki (bagi yang kurang amalan) dan berjalan dengan muka (bagi yang banyak dosa). Ketika itu, ibu akan lupakan anak, suami akan lupakan isteri, setiap manusia sibuk memikirkan nasib mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Setelah semua makhluk dikumpulkan, matahari dan bulan dihapuskan cahayanya, lalu mereka tinggal dalam kegelapan tanpa cahaya. Berlakulah huru-hara yang amat dahsyat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Tiba-tiba langit yang tebal pecah dengan bunyi yang dahsyat, lalu turunlah malaikat sambil bertasbih kepada Allah SWT. Seluruh makhluk terkejut melihat saiz malaikat yang besar dan suaranya yang menakutkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Kemudian matahari muncul semula dengan kepanasan yang berganda. Hingga dirasakan seakan-akan matahari berada sejengkal dari atas kepala mereka. Ulama berkata jika matahari naik di bumi seperti keadaannya naik dihari Kiamat nescaya seluruh bumi terbakar, bukit-bukau hancur dan sungai menjadi kering. Lalu mereka rasai kepanasan dan bermandikan peluh sehingga peluh mereka menjadi lautan. Timbul atau tenggelam mereka bergantung pada amalan masing-masing. Keadaan mereka berlanjutan sehingga 1000 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Terdapat satu telaga kepunyaan Nabi Muhammad SAW bernama Al-Kausar yang mengandungi air yang hanya dapat diminum oleh orang mukmin sahaja. Orang bukan mukmin akan dihalau oleh malaikat yang menjaganya. Jika diminum airnya tidak akan haus selama-lamanya. Kolam ini berbentuk segi empat tepat sebesar satu bulan perjalanan. Bau air kolam ini lebih harum dari kasturi, warnanya lebih putih dari susu dan rasanya lebih sejuk dari embun. Ia mempunyai saluran yang mengalir dari syurga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Semua makhluk berada bawah cahaya matahari yang terik kecuali 7 golongan yang mendapat teduhan dari Arasy. Mereka ialah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅰ- Pemimpin yang adil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅱ- Orang muda yang taat kepada perintah Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅲ- Lelaki yang terikat hatinya dengan masjid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅳ- Dua orang yang bertemu kerana Allah dan berpisah kerana Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅴ- Lelaki yang diajak oleh wanita berzina, tetapi dia menolak dengan berkata “Aku takut pada Allah”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅵ- Lelaki yg bersedekah dengan bersembunyi (tidak diketahui orang ramai).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅶ- Lelaki yang suka bersendirian mengingati Allah lalu mengalir air matanya kerana takutkan Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Oleh kerana tersangat lama menunggu di padang mahsyar, semua manusia tidak tahu berbuat apa melainkan mereka yang beriman, kemudian mereka terdengar suara “pergilah berjumpa dengan para Nabi”. Maka mereka pun pergi mencari para Nabi. Pertama sekali kumpulan manusia ini berjumpa dengan Nabi Adam tetapi usaha mereka gagal kerana Nabi Adam a.s menyatakan beliau juga ada melakukan kesalahan dengan Allah SWT. Maka kumpulan besar itu kemudiannya berjumpa Nabi Nuh a.s., Nabi Ibrahim a.s., Nabi Musa a.s., Nabi Isa a.s. (semuanya memberikan sebab seperti Nabi Adam a.s.) dan akhirnya mereka berjumpa Rasullullah SAW. Jarak masa antara satu nabi dengan yang lain adalah 1000 tahun perjalanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Lalu berdoalah baginda Nabi Muhammad SAW ke hadrat Allah SWT. Lalu diperkenankan doa baginda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Selepas itu, terdengar bunyi pukulan gendang yang kuat hingga menakutkan hati semua makhluk kerana mereka sangka azab akan turun. Lalu terbelah langit, turunlah arasy Tuhan yang dipikul oleh 8 orang malaikat yang sangat besar (besarnya sejarak perjalanan 20 ribu tahun) sambil bertasbih dengan suara yang amat kuat sehingga ‘Arasy itu tiba dibumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ ‘Arasy ialah jisim nurani yang amat besar berbentuk kubah (bumbung bulat) yang mempunyai 4 batang tiang yang sentiasa dipikul oleh 4 orang malaikat yang besar dan gagah. Dalam bahasa mudah ia seumpama istana yang mempunyai seribu bilik yang menempatkan jutaan malaikat di dalamnya. Ia dilingkungi embun yang menghijab cahayanya yang sangat kuat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Kursi iaitu jisim nurani yang terletak di hadapan Arasy yang dipikul oleh 4 orang malaikat yang sangat besar. Saiz kursi lebih kecil dari ‘Arasy umpama cincin ditengah padang . Dalam bahasa mudah ia umpama singgahsana yang terletak dihadapan istana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Seluruh makhluk pun menundukkan kepala kerana takut. Lalu dimulakan timbangan amal. Ketika itu berterbanganlah kitab amalan masing-masing turun dari bawah Arasy menuju ke leher pemiliknya tanpa silap dan tergantunglah ia sehingga mereka dipanggil untuk dihisab. Kitab amalan ini telah ditulis oleh malaikat Hafazhah / Raqib &amp;amp; ‘Atid / Kiraman Katibin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Manusia beratur dalam saf mengikut Nabi dan pemimpin masing- masing. Orang kafir &amp;amp; munafik beratur bersama pemimpin mereka yang zalim. Setiap pengikut ada tanda mereka tersendiri untuk dibezakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Umat yang pertama kali dihisab adalah umat Nabi Muhammad SAW, dan amalan yang pertama kali dihisab adalah solat. Sedangkan hukum yang pertama kali diputuskan adalah perkara pertumpahan darah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Apabila tiba giliran seseorang hendak dihisab amalannya, malaikat akan mencabut kitab mereka lalu diserahkan, lalu pemiliknya mengambil dengan tangan kanan bagi orang mukmin dan dengan tangan kiri jika orang bukan mukmin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Semua makhluk akan dihisab amalan mereka menggunakan satu Neraca Timbangan. Saiznya amat besar, mempunyai satu tiang yang mempunyai lidah dan 2 daun. Daun yang bercahaya untuk menimbang pahala dan yang gelap untuk menimbang dosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Acara ini disaksikan oleh Nabi Muhammad SAW dan para imam 4 mazhab untuk menyaksikan pengikut masing-masing dihisab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Perkara pertama yang diminta ialah Islam. Jika dia bukan Islam, maka seluruh amalan baiknya tidak ditimbang bahkan amalan buruk tetap akan ditimbang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Ketika dihisab, mulut manusia akan dipateri, tangan akan berkata- kata, kaki akan menjadi saksi. Tiada dolak-dalih dan hujah tipuan. Semua akan di adili oleh Allah Ta’ala dengan Maha Bijaksana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Setelah amalan ditimbang, mahkamah Mahsyar dibuka kepada orang ramai untuk menuntut hak masing-masing dari makhluk yang sedang dibicara sehinggalah seluruh makhluk berpuas hati dan dibenarkannya menyeberangi titian sirat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Syafaat Nabi Muhammad SAW di akhirat :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅰ- Meringankan penderitaan makhluk di Padang Mahsyar dengan mempercepatkan hisab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅱ- Memasukkan manusia ke dalam syurga tanpa hisab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ⅲ- Mengeluarkan manusia yang mempunyai iman sebesar zarah dari neraka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;(Semua syafaat ini tertakluk kepada keizinan Allah SWT.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Para nabi dan rasul serta golongan khawas juga diberikan izin oleh Tuhan untuk memberi syafaat kepada para pengikut mereka. Mereka ini berjumlah 70 000. Setiap seorang dari mereka akan mensyafaatkan 70 000 orang yang lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Setelah berjaya dihisab, manusia akan mula berjalan menuju syurga melintasi jambatan sirat. Siratul Mustaqim ialah jambatan (titian) yang terbentang dibawahnya neraka. Lebar jambatan ini adalah seperti sehelai rambut yang dibelah tujuh dan ia lebih tajam dari mata pedang. Bagi orang mukmin ia akan dilebarkan dan dimudahkan menyeberanginya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Fudhail bin Iyadh berkata perjalanan di Sirat memakan masa 15000 tahun. 5000 tahun menaik, 5000 tahun mendatar dan 5000 tahun menurun. Ada makhluk yang melintasinya seperti kilat, seperti angin, menunggang binatang korban dan berjalan kaki. Ada yang tidak dapat melepasinya disebabkan api neraka sentiasa menarik kaki mereka, lalu mereka jatuh ke dalamnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;✐ Para malaikat berdiri di kanan dan kiri sirat mengawasi setiap makhluk yang lalu. Setiap 1000 orang yang meniti sirat, hanya seorang sahaja yang Berjaya melepasinya. 999 orang akan terjatuh ke dalam neraka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Rujukan: Kitab Aqidatun Najin karangan Syeikh Zainal Abidin Muhammad Al- Fathani. Pustaka Nasional Singapura 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;☞ Jika sekiranya kalian ingin mengumpul saham akhirat, sampaikanlah ilmu ini kepada sahabat² yang lain. Sepertimana sabda Rasulullah SAW: ❝ Sampaikanlah pesananku walaupun satu ayat. ❞ Sesungguhnya apabila matinya seseorang anak Adam itu, hanya 3 perkara yang akan dibawanya bersama :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;① Sedekah/amal jariahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;② Doa anak²nya yang soleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;③ Ilmu yang bermanfaat yang disampaikannya kepada orang lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5528925624267114632-718753681053421898?l=truewishlist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mimshxqthRk/Tkw-5dw6AtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/wOsbIRgncEU/s1600/cool%252Ccute%252Cphotography%252Cawesome%252Cbokah%252Cchain-c2fa61605a036aded97e28909a0f69f2_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mimshxqthRk/Tkw-5dw6AtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/wOsbIRgncEU/s400/cool%252Ccute%252Cphotography%252Cawesome%252Cbokah%252Cchain-c2fa61605a036aded97e28909a0f69f2_h.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;love pad lock..locking away the promises doesnt guarantee to lock ur heart forever....does it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EzsGhSBO3aE/Tkw-_IYONxI/AAAAAAAAA_U/FId-GUOto1A/s1600/cute%252Crecipes-ea67d6f64e13cea896c7f4c7c2fc5aee_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EzsGhSBO3aE/Tkw-_IYONxI/AAAAAAAAA_U/FId-GUOto1A/s400/cute%252Crecipes-ea67d6f64e13cea896c7f4c7c2fc5aee_h.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;apples..may be oranges are much more juicier, refreshing and sweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i wud still opt for dat sour, almost bad apple..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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dan selalunya air mata itu mengalir menemani sang hawa. Amat jarang sekali lelaki menunjukkan kesedihan dan kekecewaan. Kadang menangis seseorng itu bukan akibat kesedihan cinta sesama insan...Mungkin kerana kehilangan seseorang yang pergi selamanya..mungkin jua akibat kerunsingan kewangan dan keluarga... Mungkin ini hal yang dapat mengalirkan air mata yang jarang dilihat itu keluar...&lt;br /&gt;
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Sedar...sedar hingga hujung mata.. Tertitis tangisan tak terungkap makna.. Harus ke mana lagi langkah hendak dituju?? ke mana duka harus dibawa?? lelah..binggung.. Amat terasa kehilangan itu..hidup tanpa makna.. Jika dia Bukan milikku... biar tersungkur sekali pon..Ku tunggu jawapan Mu Ya Allah... Redha jiwaku atas segala keputusanMU..&lt;br /&gt;
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Dan apabila terluka, menangislah wahai teman,,jagan disimpan erat rasa itu. Lebih baik dilepaskan agar lebih tenang..tidak perlu dipendam dalam hati..&lt;br /&gt;
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Tangisan itu, luahan perasaan seorang insan yang punyai harga diri. Menangis mengenangkan betapa diri ini sering terlupa pada sang pencipta... Biarkan saja air mata itu terus menitis.. kerana kita tahu air mata itu adalah anugerah Allah kepada makhluknya..&lt;br /&gt;
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aku yakin dan pasti..tak semua pendapat dan pandanganku seiring dengan kenyataan yang berlaku. kerana aku juga punyai salah, punyai suara dan terkadang kedengaran sayup2 jauh melihat di mana arahku...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is wut happen when theres only 9% of productive level on Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;nevertheless, i still love the interior...talk about dream house..phewww... i&amp;nbsp;like the last one very2 much..simply because its baby blue n&amp;nbsp;white.. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5528925624267114632-2941814444516797397?l=truewishlist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Its been a year since the last Ramadhan, but the whole memories are still very clear in my mind. I believe that it was my most challenged Ramadhan out of all 24 of years. but i redha..it took me awhile to snap out of it. accusing myself as a jinx. but theres no such thing as jinx...its all in me...really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;August has arrived...n next wud be september. would this september be another memorable one for me to remember? or wud this be another disaster? haha ok disaster sound so...cruel... challenge... wud it be another challenge?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;A lot being played in my head. the good, the bad..the fun, the sadness...the torture.. everything. its surprising how i've survived this far. amazing. i tot i wud collapse one day..but then again.. Allah wont challenge u on something u cannot bear. so i guess im a strong woman aint it? &lt;strike&gt;dan demuks juge v__V"&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;season changes...time flies... people come and go. haha no doubt in dat. promises are broken...well nuthing really new..just a rotation..a normal cycle.. where plans and hope are shattered... well, at least for now. but regardless of all those shitty things...there are still those who cares. my family :) u can always turn to them..and the biggest power of all.. Allah the almighty....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;and Im still here... always will be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;always always n always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Dan Allah mengetahui tetapi kamu tidak mengetahui.........."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes&amp;nbsp;I asked for strength&amp;nbsp;but Allah gave me difficulties so that i will be stronger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes I asked for wisdom&amp;nbsp;but Allah gave me problems so that i could think the ways of solving them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes&amp;nbsp;I asked for prosperity&amp;nbsp;but Allah gave me brain so that i could use it to become a successful Muslim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes I asked for courage&amp;nbsp;but Allah gave me dangers so that i could find the ways to overcome those obstacles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; 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outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes I received nothing that&amp;nbsp;I wanted but&amp;nbsp;Allah always&amp;nbsp;gave me&amp;nbsp;everything that&amp;nbsp;I Need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; 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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Ya Rahman!" apabila dizikirkan sesudah sholat 5 waktu sebanyak 500x, maka hati kita akan menjadi terang, tenang &amp;amp; sifat² pelupa &amp;amp; gugup akan hilang dgn izin Allah swt. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Rahim!" apabila dizikirkan sebanyak 100x setiap hari, Insyaallah kita akan mempunyai daya penarik yg besar sekali hingga manusia merasa cinta &amp;amp; kasih serta sayang terhadap kita. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Malik!" apabila dizirkan sebanyak 121x setiap pagi atau setelah tergelincirnya matahari, segala pekerjaan yg dilakukan setiap hari akan mendtgkan berkat &amp;amp; kekayaan yg diredhai Allah. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Quddus!" apabila dizikirkan sebanyak 100x setiap pagi setelah tergelincir matahari, maka hati kita akan terjaga dari semua penyakit hati spt sombong, iri hati, dengki dan lain². &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Salam!" apabila dizikirkan sebanyak 136x, Insyaallah jasmani &amp;amp; rohani kita akan terhindar dari segala penyakit sehingga badan menjadi segar sihat &amp;amp; sejahtera. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Mukmin!" apabila dizikirkan sebanyak 236x, Insyaallah dgn izin Allah swt diri kita,keluarga &amp;amp; segala kekayaan yg dimiliki akan terpelihara &amp;amp; aman dari segala mcm gangguan yg merosakkan. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Muhaimin!" apabila dizikirkan sebanyak 145x sesudah sholat fardhu Isyak, Insyaallah fikiran &amp;amp; hati kita akan menjadi tenang &amp;amp; bersih dari segala sesuatu yg merumitkan sehingga mudah utk menghafal apa jua pelajaran. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya 'Aziz!" apabila dizikirkan sebanyak 40x sesudah sholat subuh, Insyaallah dgn izin Allah, kita akan menjadi org yg mulia, disegani org krn penuh kewibaan. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Jabbar!" apabila dizikirkan sebanyak 226x pagi &amp;amp; ptg, semua musuh akan menjadi tunduk &amp;amp; patuh dgn izin Allah swt. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Mutakabbir!" apabila dizikirkan sebanyak 662x, maka dgn kebijaksanaan bertindak, kita akan dpt menudukkan semua musuh, bahkan mereka akan menjadi pembantu yg setia. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Khaliq!" dibaca mengikut kemampuan atau sebanyak 731x, Insyaallah bagi yg ingin otak cerdas, cepat menerima sesuatu pelajaran, amalan ini akan memberikan otak kita cerdas dan cepat tangkap.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Baarii' !" sekiranya kita berada di dlm kesukaran atau sedang sakit, dibaca sebanyak 100x selama 7 hari berturut², Insyaallah kita akan terlepas dari kesukaran &amp;amp; sembuh dari penyakit tersebut. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Musawwir!" sekiranya seorg isteri yg sudah lama belum mempunyai anak, maka cubalah ikhtiar ini dgn berpuasa selama 7 hari dari Ahad hingga Sabtu. Diwaktu hendak berbuka puasa, ambil segelas air &amp;amp; dibacakan "Ya Musawwir" sebanyak 21x, kemudian diminum air tersebut utk berbuka puasa.Bagi sang suami, hendaklah berbuat perkara yg sama tetapi hanya dgn berpuasa selama 3 hari. Kemudian, pada waktu hendak berjimak, bacalah zikir ini sebanyak 10x, Insyaallah akan dikurniakan anak yg soleh dgn izin Allah swt. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Ghaffaar!" sambil beri'tikaf (diam dlm masjid dlm keadaan suci bacalah zikir ini sebanyak 100x sambil menunggu masuknya waktu sholat Jumaat, Insyaallah akan diampunkan dosa² kita. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Qahhaar!" dizikir menurut kemampuan atau sebanyak 306x, maka hati kita akan dijaga dari ketamakkan &amp;amp; kemewahan dunia &amp;amp; Insyaallah org² yg selalu memusuhi kita akan sedar &amp;amp; tunduk akhirnya. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Wahhaab!" dizikir sebanyak 100x sesudah sholat fardhu, barang siapa yg selalu di dlm kesempitan, Insyaallah segala kesulitan atau kesempitan dlm soal apa pun akan hilang dgn izinNya. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya Fattah!" dizikir sebanyak 71x sesudah selesai sholat subuh, Insyaallah hati kita akan dibuka oleh Allah, sehingga mudah menerima nasihat agama.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Ya 'Aalim!" dizikir sebanyak 100x setiap kali selesai sholat Maktubah, Insyaallah akan mendpt kemakrifatan yg sempurna. &lt;/li&gt;
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Allah s.w.t memberiku kaktus berduri .. &lt;br /&gt;
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Aku minta kepada Allah s.w.t haiwan mungil nan cantik...&lt;br /&gt;
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Allah s.w.t memberiku ulat berbulu .. &lt;br /&gt;
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Aku sedih, kecewa dan bertanya tanya .... &lt;br /&gt;
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Betapa tidak adilnya Allah s.w.t kepadaku....&lt;br /&gt;
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Namun seiring dengan berjalannya waktu .... &lt;br /&gt;
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Kaktus itu berbunga indah .. bahkan sangat indah... &lt;br /&gt;
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Dan ulat berbulu itu tumbuh dan berubah, menjadi kupu kupu yang amat cantik .. &lt;br /&gt;
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Inilah jalan Allah s.w.t .. Semua indah pada waktunya .. &lt;br /&gt;
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Allah s.w.t tidak memberi apa yang kita INGINKAN...&lt;br /&gt;
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Tapi Allah s.w.t memberi apa yang kita PERLUKAN...&lt;br /&gt;
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Apabila salah satu pintu kebahagiaan tertutup... &lt;br /&gt;
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yang lain akan terbuka tapi lazimnya &lt;br /&gt;
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kita akan memandang pintu yang telah tertutup itu&lt;br /&gt;
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terlalu lama hinggakan kita tidak nampak pintu yang telah pun dibukakan&lt;br /&gt;
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untuk kita...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I stare at it for quite some time. it touches me deeply...too deep that my eyes started to feel the moist. it breaks my heart even more when i was reading an apology note, written by the woman. and how she wanted them to last forever... again, the tears flows down...&lt;br /&gt;
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how innocent people were when it comes to planning life. everybody wanted a great other half, beautiful kids, good job, nice cozy house, fresh hot meal on the table every night...u know.. the normal things that make us happy... but no matter how hard and how well plan it is...there is always another power that is way greater than that plan,..a well written plan. HIM.&lt;br /&gt;
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so when He decides... there is no other force that can actually stops it.&lt;br /&gt;
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What if it happens to u? what if u r in their shoe?will u be sad? devastated? dont even care? will u actually cry urself to sleep every night until there is no more tears to shed? will u move on? will u ever find someone that can replace ur lost? &amp;nbsp;will it be more hurtful not saying that u love them or saying things u dont mean???&lt;br /&gt;
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if it ever happen to..i wud definitely care. i will cry myself to sleep every single nite. it will take time for me to move on, and i dunno if i will ever find someone to replace... and it'll be heart wracking to not tell that person u love them..more if u know u will never get any more chance saying it to them. it'll be double the heartache when u told them something bad dat u dont even mean it...bcoz u will never get anymore chance to clear things up and apologize. knowing that person leave without knowing the truth is torturing..&lt;br /&gt;
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its very frightening...death.. that is... Its something unexpected. totally unexpected. one minute u were just talking to the person..the next minute its gone...forever..&lt;br /&gt;
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My heart goes to my dear fren who is mourning over his lost. be strong alif....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji 'un, allahumma' jurni fi musibati wakhluf li khayran minha&lt;br /&gt;
To Allah we belong and unto Him is our return.O Allah, recompense me for my affliction and replace it for me with something better.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another tree said, "Dear pine, do not be sad, we can not have everything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The rose turned its head and remarked, "It seems that I am the most beautiful plant in this forest." A sunflower raised its yellow head and asked, "Why do you say that? In this forest there are many beautiful plants. You are just one of them." The red rose replied, "I see everyone looking at me and admiring me." Then the red rose looked at a cactus and said, "Look at that ugly plant full of thorns!" The pine tree said, "Red rose, what kind of talk is this? Who can say what beauty is? You have thorns too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The proud red rose looked angrily at the pine and said, "I thought you had good taste! You do not know what beauty is at all. You can not compare my thorns to that of the cactus."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"What a proud flower", thought the trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The red rose tried to move its roots away from the cactus, but it could not move. As the days passed, the red rose would look at the cactus and say insulting things, like: This plant is useless? How sorry I am to be his neighbor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The cactus never got upset and he even tried to advise the rose, saying, "God did not create any form of life without a purpose."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Spring passed, and the weather became very warm. Life became difficult in the forest, as the plants and animals needed water and no rain fell. The red rose began to wilt. One day the red rose saw sparrows stick their beaks into the cactus and then fly away, refreshed. This was puzzling, and the red rose asked the pine tree what the birds were doing. The pine tree explained that the birds got water from the cactus. "Does it not hurt when they make holes?" asked the red rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"Yes, but the cactus does not like to see any birds suffer," replied the pine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The red rose opened its eyes in wonder and said, "The cactus has water?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"Yes you can also drink from it. The sparrow can bring water to you if you ask the cactus for help."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The red rose felt too ashamed of its past words and behavior to ask for water from the cactus, but then it finally did ask the cactus for help. The cactus kindly agreed and the birds filled their beaks with water and watered the rose's roots. 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i got home slightly earlier than yesterday. but dont be happy much...i still gota go to work tomorrow &lt;strike&gt;fuck&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;but its ok.. this is the new life i gotta give commitment to. priority no 1. WORK! haha now i sounded like my dad..adeh..&lt;br /&gt;
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ok back to the story. it was a simple story wit a cliche twist. the hero was sick n it brings to his current situation. the whole thing was pretty easy to understand n i think its a sweet movie. so the moral story of this movie?? is to &lt;strike&gt;get married at a young age, knock ur wife up and leave her when u discover u got a tumor&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;give other people second chance. that everything happen for a reason. cliche kan? ;p&lt;br /&gt;
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oh i bruise my toe fingers again... nyahahaha i hurt a lot of things on my body lately. no i dun injure myself on purpose n no..im not retarded tq. thats y i need someone to take care of me...&lt;br /&gt;
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tired.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was so freaking tired and i am almost broke into tears lastnite. I had to stay back for some silly work that i cannot get it right the very first time. and then the pending report. it was chaotic, very.&lt;br /&gt;
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so i got off pretty late. i got scared staying alone in the office. yeh my very first time too. n im sure dat wont be my last. so walked faster thru the mall wishing dat i can just fly to my car and &amp;nbsp;drove home. i walked slowly towards the car, there are only like 30% of the cars parked in the morning and it was dark so i walk faster. once i get into my car, i start the engine n stare at the steering wheel. it took me few minutes to snap out of it. thinking that &amp;nbsp;i might not got out since i've paid my tix. so i start driving.&lt;br /&gt;
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while i was driving, i looked at the watch... 1015pm. shesh. i must've run towards the car! i switched on the radio and an old song appear...&lt;br /&gt;
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it was given&amp;nbsp;by someone really special to me. so this is "my song". my fave ever since. so i drove the car really slow.. instead of going 140-160 like usual, i go really2 slow. enjoying the song, enjoying the song, enjoying the night...alone.&lt;br /&gt;
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loads of mixed feelings appeared. the song, the atmosphere, the slow drive, the ambiance just took me away from reality. it was really amazing how wonderful it was to enjoy that alone time by myself. I appreciate all the good things happening around me despite the shitty ones. yeah, life must go on i said to myself..no matter how bad it is... the show must go on..i didnt even know i made it thru this far...&lt;br /&gt;
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that...when i realize.. my cheeks&amp;nbsp;were wet...&lt;br /&gt;
TQ Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5528925624267114632-5244204295770486517?l=truewishlist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Jika pada tika itu, terlintas cuma satu luahan.. Yang beban kadang aku rasa amat perit untuk didiamkan.. Dan amat aku yakin dan pasti, tiada sesiapa yang memahami akan satu suara.. Semakin serak dan tenggelam...&lt;br /&gt;
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Ada aku umpama angin lalu.. Yang rasanya seketika.. Ada aku seakan rintik embun malam.. Hilang sebelum mentari subuh.. Ada aku kadang sebuah cerita..&lt;br /&gt;
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Aku cuma coretan bisu tanpa ada satu kerdipan.. Aku ada bukan kerana kamu.. Kerana aku bukanlah siapa-siapa bagimu.. Kerana aku bukan jua kamu.. Kerana aku cuma watak kerdil.. Kerana aku jua ada salahnya..&lt;br /&gt;
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Semakin lama, semakin asyik.. Antara sebuah maya yang semakin mekar.. Takut aku akan satu rasa.. Hilangnya arah yang dulunya aku junjung tiba..&lt;br /&gt;
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Jangan ditanya apa mahuku.. Jangan di angkat sebujur tubuh.. Cuma lihat akan rasaku.. Agar manjadi pedoman sayu..&lt;br /&gt;
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Just dont give up on me&lt;br /&gt;
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i hate to promise ppl things..and i hate it when ppl promises me things too. because i know that it most probably will not happen. rather than making the grandmother story and saying a lot of words...i prefer to just do. put the words into action rather than just saying them...saying n doing...are two very different thing u see.&lt;br /&gt;
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but one person that i think is heaven sent is this guy. watch the clip down here n u'll understand why i said that. it is not only words after all...&lt;br /&gt;
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true when they say good guys are all taken. its either married or gay! i dun mind him being gay as long as&lt;strike&gt; he is romantically charming and physically built like aaron aziz &lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;he can keep all his words and give me babies! lol ok tipu. hahahaha. but really..its terribly hard to find ppl who can keep their words these day...i hope im lucky enough to have one like chris medina... to chris's gf (altho i know is impossible for u to read this here) I just wanna say that ur one lucky lady..oh yes u r :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div id="lyricsContent" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 27px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;How every single promise I keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;What are words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;When you say them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;What are words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Then they don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;When it's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;And I'm gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Standing right beside her tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;What are words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;When you say them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;What are words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Then they don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;When it's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Every single promise I keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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ok setop. ini bukan entry menyanyi2. huhuhu.. yesterday was the rally and today, we shall see the after effect. the collateral damage they made after those ridiculous rally. why la wud u want it? is it because all those middle eastern ppl did it?? shesh..ok.. m not gonna comment any further but i heard Anuar was shot down by those gas thingy that actually hurt his forehead n knee..hadi was also down. i suggest everybody to turn to al jazeera for the news instead.&lt;br /&gt;
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anyways 48 hours ago. i was down wit flu. but im not complaining. its a gud excuse for me tp just chill n lepak n do nothing. well..literally lah kan. I made those movie marathon. I've watched tangled, kung fu panda, fast n furious 5, paul (got bored so didnt finish), sorcerer apprentice, karak n kl gangster...all in 48 hours. how cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;
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anyways..i had a long busy week..so this weekend wud be movies weekend for me. hah! cant believe i havent &amp;nbsp;stepped in those cinema for almost a year! wut a record! before this i cant even stay away from the cinemas!&lt;br /&gt;
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emmm..okla ppl i need to ciao. mummy accidentally broke the tall glass masa subuh tadi. kena jadi superhero n go down to make sure glass pieces are fully picked. nnt luka kaki sapa susah? makkkk jugak..&lt;br /&gt;
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ok la nk buat cucur jagung. daddy habaq..coq jagun... hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;
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recently byk plak dpt hate letters. ntah apesal tah. nk kate i sepsi mcm megan fox mmg tak la...selim mcm angelina jolie mmg jauh la...nk kate&amp;nbsp;cantik mcm erra fazira..tidak mungkin..nk kate tough mcm aaron aziz mak rase mak pempuan (tetibe)&lt;br /&gt;
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but then again..i cudnt even bothered on those stuff. i think i carry myself very well n i dun go messing around with other people. tutor macam mane pakai tudung? ha nnt lah akak buat kejap2 lg (maknenye bulan depan plg cepat) nyahahahaha...ok adik2..takmo nanges yeh??&lt;br /&gt;
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n to my dear haters...here's a lill advice..&lt;br /&gt;
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