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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=1615618374657418963" name="23" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="A023" src="http://www.surah.my/images/s016/a023.png?1285915588" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Undoubtedly Allah doth know what they conceal, and what they reveal: verily He loveth not the arrogant. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surah.my/16?l=en#23" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Al-Nahl 16:23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;) |&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=1615618374657418963" name="008.076.485"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: purple; color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Volume 8, Book 76, Number 485:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: purple; color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Narrated Abu Huraira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: purple; color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;The Prophet; said, "A slave (of Allah) may utter a word which pleases Allah without giving it much importance, and because of that Allah will raise him to degrees (of reward): a slave (of Allah) may utter a word (carelessly) which displeases Allah without thinking of its gravity and because of that he will be thrown into the Hell-Fire."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: purple; color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;"Allah the Almighty said: O son of Adam, so long as you call upon Me and ask of Me, I shall forgive you for what you have done, and I shall not mind. O son of Adam, were your sins to reach the clouds of the sky and were you then to ask forgiveness of Me, I would forgive you. O son of Adam, were you to come to Me with sins nearly as great as the earth and were you then to face Me, ascribing no partner to Me, I would bring you forgiveness nearly as great at it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-right;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;[at-Tirmidhi, Imam Ahmad ibn Hanbal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;I don't think these verses need any more explanation...indeed it is very clearly stated in these ayat that Allah don't like arrogant people and He knows the hatred,the love,the sorrow,the pain in our hearts..He knows us better than we really know ourselves!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Indeed, we are really just a normal&amp;nbsp;human being and we tend to&amp;nbsp;unconsciously or concsciously utter words that He hated, but fear not...since Allah is always willing to forgive our sins no matter how big they are...He even said in the Holy Quran:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=1615618374657418963" name="53" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;img alt="A053" src="http://www.surah.my/images/s039/a053.png?1285915489" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Say: "O my Servants who have transgressed against their souls(those who have done wrong deeds and gone overboard beyond the limits that Allah has prevented)! Despair not of the Mercy of Allah. for Allah forgives all sins: for He is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surah.my/39?l=en#53" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Az-Zumar 39:53&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;It's never too late.....and though it'slate, better late than never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Peace be upon you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Just to share with you guys the words that really hit me hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;These are from the surah As-Syuuara verse 44,46 and 47...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For any whom Allah leaves astray, there is no protector thereafter. And thou wilt see the Wrong-doers, when in sight of the Penalty, Say: "Is there any way (to effect) a return?" &amp;nbsp;(verse 45]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;And no protectors have they to help them, other than Allah. And for any whom Allah leaves to stray, there is no way (to the Goal (verse 46]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hearken ye to your Lord, before there come a Day which there will be no putting back, because of (the Ordainment of) Allah. that Day there will be for you no place of refuge nor will there be for you any room for denial (of your sins)! (As-syuuara:47]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;These verses are so significant in our life...You see, when can say to anyone and ourselves that we have iman inside us..we can say that we are muslims....but are we sure that we will die as a Muslim??That we can recite the kalimah syahadah and die peacefully?Because what matters most is not your life, but instead the last breath of your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;We can be a good muslim when we are alive for all we care, but we cannot be sure if we will die as a muslim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If, nauzubillah, His Willing is for us not to die in Islam, wouldn't it be that we are in astray??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;And, we can also be a bad muslim or a non-believer but if Allah wishes to give Light to us, maybe He will forgive all the sins we did and we can die peacefully...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Basically, what can I say is that our life and death is unpredictable just like the unorthodox wind...The only thing that we can do is pray, do our best to follow His order and stop doing what He restrict us to do....and as what He said in the Holy Quran which roughly meaans, "O mankind who have gone beyond the limit, ask for forgiveness of Allah because He is All Forgiving....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;But when the judgement day comes, it's fair to say bye bye to everything as it is well too late...hmmm..to quote a verse in &amp;nbsp;Hindi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Kal Ho na ho" which means, '"Tomorrow May or May Not Be"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-473857058398860441?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/KImk8GpqeWk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/473857058398860441/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=473857058398860441" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/473857058398860441?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/473857058398860441?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/KImk8GpqeWk/words-that-hit-me-hard.html" title="The words that hit me hard" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-that-hit-me-hard.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYHQHo7eSp7ImA9WhdbGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-7177536825420259313</id><published>2011-10-18T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:22:11.401+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-18T21:22:11.401+08:00</app:edited><title>ouch....</title><content type="html">
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told ye siddiq..&lt;br /&gt;
study hard and don't get distracted with other stupid stuffs&lt;br /&gt;
and now see what you got...&lt;br /&gt;
a regret that gonna kill you inside...&lt;br /&gt;
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I dunno how to describe that feeling..&lt;br /&gt;
It's either when you failed to answer the questions in allocated time even though you know how to do it...&lt;br /&gt;
or when you can't comprehend the questions and in the end you left the answer space empty....ugh..&lt;br /&gt;
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Truthfully, now I really now what does it means to be studying A-Level...&lt;br /&gt;It's not just about the intelligence that counts, but it also comprises of hard work and "fast hand' and probably most ppl will agree with me is none other than independence together with discipline...&lt;br /&gt;
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Knowing these things beforehand, for me is not good enough...&lt;br /&gt;
But experience it myself really gives me a really good wake up call&lt;br /&gt;
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"okay siddiq, this is not SPM anymore where you can just play2 around mah....."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And indeed We have created man, and We know what his ownself whispers to him. And We are nearer to him than his jugular vein (Surah Qaf 50:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;''Or do you think that you shall enter the gardens of Bliss (al-Jannah) without such (trials) as came to those who passed away before you? They encountered suffering and adversity and they were shaken, that even the messenger and those who believed with him cried, When will come the help of Allah! And verily, the help of Allah is near!''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;[TMQ 2:214]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We tend to do mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;
Lots of mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;
But the irony is, we always repeat the same mistake all over again....&lt;br /&gt;
Again and again and again...&lt;br /&gt;
It ain't gonna stop...aye???&lt;br /&gt;
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I've been always wondering this because truthfully I say..&lt;br /&gt;
I have made mistakes but I realised they are just the same ones...&lt;br /&gt;
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There's this famous quote,&lt;br /&gt;
"History will repeat itself"&lt;br /&gt;
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Hence does that means that if we did something wrong, we will do it again?&lt;br /&gt;
Perhaps, to some extent...&lt;br /&gt;
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For example, it is hard for us to smoke or taking illegal drugs..&lt;br /&gt;
But beware, first time we done it, we are gonna get hooked to it...BADLY&lt;br /&gt;
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But WHY can't we stop doin' it??&lt;br /&gt;
We know doing those things are BAD.....but still we commit them..&lt;br /&gt;
Why are we addicted to them??&lt;br /&gt;
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The answer is pretty simple...&lt;br /&gt;
because they're satisfying...&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed.....&lt;br /&gt;
These stupid habits are satisfying to us....&lt;br /&gt;
Even though we know that they will harm our body and mind,&lt;br /&gt;
But the satisfaction outweighs our logic.....&lt;br /&gt;
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This doesn't only implies to smoking and taking drugs....&lt;br /&gt;
but it also consists of all the bad things that we did...&lt;br /&gt;
Looting,stealing,mugging,mouthing foul words,watching porn(huh!?!),bribery,&lt;br /&gt;
yada yada yada....&lt;br /&gt;
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Our nafs (nafsu) has no knowledge/never experience these before,&lt;br /&gt;
but when we start doing it, we introduce those satisfying things to them,&lt;br /&gt;
Obviously if we are not strong, we are gonna succumb to the addiction...&lt;br /&gt;
If we are waiting for the time for it to change for the better, forget it because;&lt;br /&gt;
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"He won't change people for the better unless the people tried to change themselves"&lt;br /&gt;
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Indeed, He is the Most Merciful and Just...&lt;br /&gt;
It makes sense really..&lt;br /&gt;
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We cannot expect to get 4A* or Straight A+ if we just sit doing nothing except pray pray pray..&lt;br /&gt;
We cannot expect to get any knowledge by just waiting someone to give them to us..&lt;br /&gt;
We cannot leave footprints in the sand of time if we sit on our butt . And who wants to leave buttprints in the sand of time????&lt;br /&gt;
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And the same implies to our sickening habit...&lt;br /&gt;
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We cannot expect to stop smoking if we don't take the first bold step away from it..&lt;br /&gt;
It's far from possible if we want to stop stealing without admitting that we are a thief and tried to repent the theft we have committed....&lt;br /&gt;
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After we tried our best to improve ourselves..then only will He will assist us....Allah's Wishes, God's Willing...&lt;br /&gt;
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But since these things involves how strong your will is,&lt;br /&gt;
it also implies how strong your spiritual capacities are....&lt;br /&gt;
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And don't ever dream of educating/soften our lust without filling them with spiritual deeds...&lt;br /&gt;
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Hmmm.... I know that they are all from the East Coast Malaysia, but we are not racist okay...It is not that we cannot mingle with other people but we have that special relationship and respect between us and hopefully this bond will last forever and more importantly will help us in the hereafter..=D&lt;/div&gt;
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Just trying the site &lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com/"&gt;Picnik&lt;/a&gt;..amazingly it is for free..you can also register and subscribe to access the premium feature...quite a rough picture editing which only involves one effect....kinda fun...expect more pic like this in da future....^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-4198749437219633645?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/qYfiT7HY028" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4198749437219633645/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=4198749437219633645" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/4198749437219633645?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/4198749437219633645?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/qYfiT7HY028/picnik.html" title="Picnik....." /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsLGNtE_bU8/Tm4w0mpeKUI/AAAAAAAAAo8/uI3YVERlRhY/s72-c/IMG_0446.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/09/picnik.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8FRnw6fip7ImA9WhdWF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-1476380248119466996</id><published>2011-09-12T07:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T07:46:57.216+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-12T07:46:57.216+08:00</app:edited><title>11/9 and 10 years later</title><content type="html">
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What is yesterday's date??&lt;br /&gt;
11/9...yes&lt;br /&gt;
Did I hear you ask what is the significance of that date??&lt;br /&gt;
Gosh...you really need to revise your history...and it's just happening for 10 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Remember the aeroplane that hit the World Trade Center and Pentagon??&lt;br /&gt;
Ahhh.....by the looks of your face, I think that rings a bell....=D&lt;br /&gt;
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This dramatic event really changed a lot of people's perspective towards Islam especially in the West...&lt;br /&gt;
I'm not going to say "Hey, I'm going to kill ya for saying like that!!!"&lt;br /&gt;
No, I'm not going to say that...&lt;br /&gt;
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If, somehow your original perspective about Islam is good&lt;br /&gt;
and eventually changed 360 degrees after the 11/9 event, think again....&lt;br /&gt;
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WHICH source, HOW MANY source, and HOW CRITICAL you are of the source...&lt;br /&gt;If you make your decision based on only ONE source, only from the NEWSPAPERS and NOT BEING CRITICAL and ASKING QUESTIONS about the source, then I should say, you should do your homework now and rethink about your perspective....&lt;br /&gt;
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I wont give evidence in this post...This issue is just sooooo complicated that the twist and turn is worth being a plot to be a bestselling novel!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, let's JUST ASSUME that the event is done by Muslims, that doesn't mean the WHOLE ISLAM RELIGION is bad...&lt;br /&gt;
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Isn't it crazy to judge something by just seeing an event???&lt;br /&gt;
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You see...what you are doing right now is comparable to this situation....&lt;br /&gt;
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[No offence to Hull fans...it's just an example]&lt;br /&gt;
After seeing Hull City won the first game in the Premier League 08-09, you say that&lt;br /&gt;
Whoa!!!!Hull City is going to win the League!!!!&lt;br /&gt;You said that without seeing the other results, without proving enough EVIDENCE or CRITICAL THINKING for your perspective and judgement....&lt;br /&gt;
In the end Hull City was relegated to the Championship......&lt;br /&gt;
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It is just the same case&amp;nbsp;theoretically....&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what your perspective towards anything....think again&lt;br /&gt;
In the holy Quran itself stated clearly, which means&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"When there is a piece of news that came to you, do not accept them thoroughly...Inspect and clarify the news before believing in it."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
and this not only limited to Muslims, but also everyone else in the world as this is a very good value..&lt;br /&gt;
especially nowadays, with the booming technological development.......&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Think again....&lt;br /&gt;
.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span id="goog_2012350614"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2012350615"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-1476380248119466996?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/oksKZRJjNkM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1476380248119466996/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=1476380248119466996" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/1476380248119466996?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/1476380248119466996?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/oksKZRJjNkM/119-and-10-years-later.html" title="11/9 and 10 years later" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLm-b6lM0k8/Tm1Cgsr3wKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/wSBJngmUVqM/s72-c/Picture+058.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/09/119-and-10-years-later.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUFSHoyfyp7ImA9WhdWFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-5679315624787181332</id><published>2011-09-10T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T16:26:59.497+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-10T16:26:59.497+08:00</app:edited><title>Know and Hope</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wMy9H5G7VNyFiRxVdRrSol_GON0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wMy9H5G7VNyFiRxVdRrSol_GON0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wMy9H5G7VNyFiRxVdRrSol_GON0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wMy9H5G7VNyFiRxVdRrSol_GON0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Peace be upon you....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
People said that if you don't speak out what your problems or feelings are, you won't be in peace...&lt;br /&gt;
but then if I CANNOT say what I want to the SUBJECT because of my PRINCIPLE, is there no other way to&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;ease this uneasy feeling? However, I have breached my principles a few times, or are they&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exceptions? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A dilemma really...I'm at a crossroad....is knowing and hoping that the time comes good enough???&lt;br /&gt;
But one I know is that..He is near, nearer than the my own veins....and I'll keep praying that it is the best for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-5679315624787181332?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/fIAw6WptANI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5679315624787181332/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=5679315624787181332" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/5679315624787181332?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/5679315624787181332?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/fIAw6WptANI/know-and-hope.html" title="Know and Hope" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/09/know-and-hope.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUADSHc5eip7ImA9WhZXEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-834393650716004991</id><published>2011-05-01T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:29:39.922+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-01T13:29:39.922+08:00</app:edited><title>Burnt and Down</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vdTw6dq5YGP5Xg6TT0XNapukuEw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vdTw6dq5YGP5Xg6TT0XNapukuEw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vdTw6dq5YGP5Xg6TT0XNapukuEw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vdTw6dq5YGP5Xg6TT0XNapukuEw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Peace be upon you,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wanna ask you something...&lt;br /&gt;
You plant trees, hoping them to grow big and beautiful, but only to see them burnt and you realised that all your effort was for naught...&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, that is the feeling I'm having now. Know the reason for the burning?&lt;br /&gt;
Someone threw a&amp;nbsp;cigarette and set the grass on fire and burned most of the plants.&lt;br /&gt;
Really pissed me off.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-834393650716004991?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/cwepC2_pTWw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/834393650716004991/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=834393650716004991" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/834393650716004991?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/834393650716004991?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/cwepC2_pTWw/burnt-and-down.html" title="Burnt and Down" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/05/burnt-and-down.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUFQ3k7fyp7ImA9WhZRFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-4780784353909870826</id><published>2011-04-13T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T16:26:52.707+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-13T16:26:52.707+08:00</app:edited><title>Another song...again</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mBgefUbq3eW344yqOKgcFUS6yWY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mBgefUbq3eW344yqOKgcFUS6yWY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mBgefUbq3eW344yqOKgcFUS6yWY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mBgefUbq3eW344yqOKgcFUS6yWY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0V4ePb3aOT0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, another video from youtube..this one from kareem salama....love the beat and the message..do hear it..^,^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-4780784353909870826?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/8figqxBQzQY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4780784353909870826/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=4780784353909870826" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/4780784353909870826?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/4780784353909870826?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/8figqxBQzQY/another-songagain.html" title="Another song...again" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/0V4ePb3aOT0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-songagain.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEENSHg7fCp7ImA9WhZRFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-2746165266885461940</id><published>2011-04-13T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T11:51:39.604+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-13T11:51:39.604+08:00</app:edited><title>Father and Son...So nostalgic</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-4dDjJxxjtyWJB5FC3SLq0VpceA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-4dDjJxxjtyWJB5FC3SLq0VpceA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-4dDjJxxjtyWJB5FC3SLq0VpceA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-4dDjJxxjtyWJB5FC3SLq0VpceA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Peace be upon you,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Currently listening to this song. I feel so nostalgic...Dedicated to my father, the best and only father in 'my' world, who just celebrated his birthday recently...lots and lots of love from your children all over the world!! =D&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q29YR5-t3gg" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-2746165266885461940?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/I6-FFavIvO0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2746165266885461940/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=2746165266885461940" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/2746165266885461940?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/2746165266885461940?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/I6-FFavIvO0/father-and-sonso-nostalgic.html" title="Father and Son...So nostalgic" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/Q29YR5-t3gg/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/father-and-sonso-nostalgic.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QBQXsyfSp7ImA9WhZRFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-4125525360878998086</id><published>2011-04-12T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T14:55:50.595+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-12T14:55:50.595+08:00</app:edited><title>Be fat while driving....</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CviOSVSKcyp-2PCEyruP2EingoI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CviOSVSKcyp-2PCEyruP2EingoI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CviOSVSKcyp-2PCEyruP2EingoI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CviOSVSKcyp-2PCEyruP2EingoI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;....Peace be upon you....&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;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roadtrippings.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/eating_driving.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://www.roadtrippings.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/eating_driving.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;As I drove home from Kota Bharu, with Mister Potato, a bottle of 100Plus and chewing gum as supplies along the way, I realised how easy people can get fat just by driving(except me!!!=P). All those junk foods engulfed along the way, zero-nutrition, or in a harsher word, we eat JUNK. But then, we still like to eat them, and I'm one of them o.O".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-4125525360878998086?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/QseN-Rx4uiY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4125525360878998086/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=4125525360878998086" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/4125525360878998086?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/4125525360878998086?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/QseN-Rx4uiY/be-fat-while-driving.html" title="Be fat while driving...." /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/be-fat-while-driving.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cBSHY8eip7ImA9WhZRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-1528155139320356968</id><published>2011-04-10T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:37:39.872+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-10T20:37:39.872+08:00</app:edited><title>Shaitan, the Devils</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lE02ZYcTXwvqxY2Fooni8kcZJAg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lE02ZYcTXwvqxY2Fooni8kcZJAg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lE02ZYcTXwvqxY2Fooni8kcZJAg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lE02ZYcTXwvqxY2Fooni8kcZJAg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Peace be upon you....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just few reminders for me and all of us, how cunning the Devils can be to lead us astray and forget the real reason for us to live, which is to serve Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can find these videos in youtube. Just type shaitan's advertisement and you'll find these in the site.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shaitan's Intro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/93gEt_W9wew" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Satan and da hijab&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;give it a thought&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-1528155139320356968?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/BSNjID0YD_I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1528155139320356968/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=1528155139320356968" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/1528155139320356968?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/1528155139320356968?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/BSNjID0YD_I/be-upon-you.html" title="Shaitan, the Devils" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/93gEt_W9wew/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/be-upon-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQMRnc6cSp7ImA9WhZREks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-5837304334363926304</id><published>2011-04-08T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T20:06:27.919+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-08T20:06:27.919+08:00</app:edited><title>Cats in the cradle and the silver spoon..</title><content type="html">
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B32yjbCSVpU" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Just to share with all of you bout' a song. the meaning, as usual is very deep, and it reflects on us, in terms of who we are now. You see, maybe now you are a doctor, just like your father, or maybe you are a teacher, just like your father, or a fisherman, following your father's footsteps....in most cases, yeah, it's true, you are who you are now because of him. Although this is very situational, since you can say that you are more influenced by your mother.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways, if yo have time, I have a simple quiz. It won't take long, believe me....&lt;br /&gt;
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I come up with an idea, to see who you Love/Respect more between your parents...(don't get me wrong, this is not a proven procedure or anything, it's just something I created just for the fun of it..and yeah, I don't need a PhD to do one!LoL.=D)...&lt;br /&gt;
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So, to start with da simple quiz, quick, grab a paper and any stationery that you can reach, or use the microsft words or notepad, or if you think you are good enough, just keep the answers in your brain...&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, to answer the questions, just simply answer a)my father,b)my mother,c)neither....this is a simple test which you know by heart. It maybe involves your childhood, but don't take long to answer a question...at most maybe 5/10 sec per question....I want you to answer it with your heart, and not your brain. Only then, you'll know your true feeling....&lt;br /&gt;
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this quiz is tended to target teens and single people out there....&lt;br /&gt;
the result of this quiz is not relevant to married/orphan people&lt;br /&gt;
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The questions (part 1)&lt;br /&gt;
1) Who do you spend more time with? (as long as you remember, the time when you're infant doesn't count)&lt;br /&gt;
2)&amp;nbsp;Who&amp;nbsp;do you spend more quality time with?&lt;br /&gt;
3)&amp;nbsp;Who&amp;nbsp;do you turn up to when having problems?&lt;br /&gt;
4)&amp;nbsp;Who&amp;nbsp;comes in your mind first when you feel you need company?&lt;br /&gt;
5)&amp;nbsp;Who&amp;nbsp;do you message/call first when you succeed/fail in something?&lt;br /&gt;
6) Who do you feel happier being together with?&lt;br /&gt;
When answering all/most of the questions above, the first person that comes in my mind first is _________________&lt;br /&gt;
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The questions (part 2)&lt;br /&gt;
1) Whose advice/words gives greater impact to you?&lt;br /&gt;
2) Whose job is your dream job when you are a kid?&lt;br /&gt;
3) Who are you afraid most of?&lt;br /&gt;
4) Whose order do you tend to follow faster?&lt;br /&gt;
5) Whom do you less feeling to debate with?&lt;br /&gt;
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When answering all/most of the questions in part 2, the first person that comes in my mind first is________________&lt;br /&gt;
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So what do you get?hu3..continue reading.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hu3...well..got all the answers already? I divided the questions into two parts because basically the first part are more towards&lt;b&gt; &lt;u&gt;love and caring&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;while the second part touches more about&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; respect&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, the first part are more biased towards our mother while the second part are more biased towards our father. In my point of view, we&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; our mom more but when it comes to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;respect&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, nothing beats our father. Again, this is not true to everyone, or maybe it's not true at all, but then again, it is a very subjective statement. It can be vice versa or nothing at all, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, notice that I didn't put the answer "either", because for me, it would spoil the quiz. For example, the question, who are you afraid most of? You can put it as either, but then the result would not be significant.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;But why do I put neither? Good question. I want to put it, so up to me lor....why you wanna be busybody...hu3..no lor..jz kidding..anyways the reason i put neither as an answer, is because in this quiz, the answer "neither" is more significant than "either". It reflects your true feeling deep in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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No need to share the answer with anyone. The result of this quiz, it's up for YOU to reflect on it. Whether it's good or not. Whether it's the REAL you or not. There's no definite answer to this. Remember that fact.&lt;br /&gt;
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and this is the original...sang by Harry Chapin&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p/s: I wrote a story which relates to this song in my SPM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;My child arrived just the other day&lt;br /&gt;
He came to the world in the usual way&lt;br /&gt;
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay&lt;br /&gt;
He learned to walk while I was away&lt;br /&gt;
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew&lt;br /&gt;
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad&lt;br /&gt;
You know I'm gonna be like you"&lt;br /&gt;
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And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;
Little boy blue and the man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;
When you comin' home dad?&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son&lt;br /&gt;
You know we'll have a good time then&lt;br /&gt;
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My son turned ten just the other day&lt;br /&gt;
He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play&lt;br /&gt;
Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today&lt;br /&gt;
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok"&lt;br /&gt;
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed&lt;br /&gt;
And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah&lt;br /&gt;
You know I'm gonna be like him"&lt;br /&gt;
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And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;
Little boy blue and the man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;
When you comin' home son?&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son&lt;br /&gt;
You know we'll have a good time then&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, he came home from college just the other day&lt;br /&gt;
So much like a man I just had to say&lt;br /&gt;
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"&lt;br /&gt;
He shook his head and said with a smile&lt;br /&gt;
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys&lt;br /&gt;
See you later, can I have them please?"&lt;br /&gt;
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And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;
Little boy blue and the man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;
When you comin' home son?&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son&lt;br /&gt;
You know we'll have a good time then&lt;br /&gt;
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I've long since retired, my son's moved away&lt;br /&gt;
I called him up just the other day&lt;br /&gt;
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"&lt;br /&gt;
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time&lt;br /&gt;
You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu&lt;br /&gt;
But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad&lt;br /&gt;
It's been sure nice talking to you"&lt;br /&gt;
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And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me&lt;br /&gt;
He'd grown up just like me&lt;br /&gt;
My boy was just like me&lt;br /&gt;
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And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;
Little boy blue and the man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;
When you comin' home son?&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son&lt;br /&gt;
You know we'll have a good time then&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-5837304334363926304?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/yncpa9Nl4ao" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5837304334363926304/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=5837304334363926304" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/5837304334363926304?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/5837304334363926304?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/yncpa9Nl4ao/cats-in-cradle-and-silver-spoon.html" title="Cats in the cradle and the silver spoon.." /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/B32yjbCSVpU/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/cats-in-cradle-and-silver-spoon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcHRng8eyp7ImA9WhZREEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-2525798379519754238</id><published>2011-04-05T22:51:00.057+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:13:57.673+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-06T15:13:57.673+08:00</app:edited><title>The winds are unorthodox, so are us.......</title><content type="html">
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First of all, this post is just for me to air my grievance...those yang rase nk baca, go ahead...I just want a place &amp;nbsp;to pour out my unspoken thoughts....Ya3...it's long and not interactive, with no pictures, but this is my unspoken thoughts..so basically sorry if this annoys you.......&lt;b&gt;=|&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, so the title is abstract. The meaning is so deep.&lt;br /&gt;
The winds, they are so symbolic.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are a symbol of &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, for they can uproot any trees. no matter how strong and how deep the roots lie within the soil. Even giant human structures look timid in the face of the power of the wind.Remember Hurricane Kartina, typhoon, cyclone? Well, to be fair, winds alone can create havoc destruction....&lt;br /&gt;
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They can be a symbol for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;unity&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. No man is an island(haha3..i'm starting to like this quote).....They can work alone to create massive destruction, but then, to create&amp;nbsp;greater&amp;nbsp;chaos,(such as in the case of hurricane Kartina), mixture of winds and water with help from heat will create one crazy natural disaster....&lt;br /&gt;
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Winds can also be a symbol for &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.... When it's breezing, the soothing effect will affect a person, making them feel at ease, temporarily, if not permanent.&lt;br /&gt;
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Winds, can be a symbol of &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;gratefulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Why? For what reason we hang up our clothes outside our house? For one reason, to dry them, with 2 help 1)The Wind, 2) The Sun.....We are grateful that our clothes are dry..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But remember, that everything that happened in this world, regardless of its power or influence, human-made or natural, there's a Power behind EVERYTHING.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So yeah..basically, we need the winds.. but then they have one characteristic that makes us hard to depend on it 100%.....so, to put it into a nice one word about winds: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;uncertainty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....which is more or less the same meaning as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;unorthodox&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;
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Why are they the same as us?&lt;br /&gt;
We &lt;b&gt;change &lt;/b&gt;like the winds.......We are an &lt;b&gt;uncertain &lt;/b&gt;creature&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;like the winds......We are an &lt;b&gt;unorthodox-being&lt;/b&gt; on this Earth like the winds.......&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do I say so?&lt;br /&gt;
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Let me give you an example. You have lots of friends..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friend A&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He's so religious the the whole life you knew him. The next day you meet him, he is a totally different person. A drinker? Drug addict? Messing up with girls? You are just like..."OMG, this cannot be true....."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friend B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He was an outstanding student. He scored all A's in every examination during secondary school and in SPM, he passed with flying colours. The next day you met him, you are lost for words. He failed the final exam, not once, but thrice, and it's only during the first year.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friend C&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She was an OK type of gal. Mixed up with boys (playing games, walk with them, laugh quite loud, taking pictures with them) but still know her limits (doesn't touch boys, avoid being alone with boys). Her academic achievements are mediocre, but she managed to get into college. The next day you met her, she's a totally different person.&lt;br /&gt;
Now she's really a pious girl, respected by her peers. She wore hijab and yeah, she's not just externally being religious. After you asked a few of her friends who are close to her, it's clear that she changed for the better in &amp;nbsp;all aspects. You are amazed with the turn of events.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friend D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
During secondary school life, she's a brilliant student. She's a respected figure in the school. In everything she did, she's the first. From debate to sports, even her achievements in academic is amazing. The next day you met her, she's still the same as before. Still as brilliant. She's the all-rounder type and currently, at the university, she's the student's leader. You are awed with her success, but no surprise or upset from her. She has come to the standard that other people had in mind for people like her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friend E&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He's a cool friend to have. He's a no-smoker guy, he's open-minded, befriend everyone, from gangsters, nerd students, excellent students, even teachers. His academic achievements and co-curricular involvement, quite encouraging. The next day you met him, he has changed. Now he's smoking, still befriend everyone, but less open-minded now. His academic achievements doesn't change much. But his time in co-curricular activities is shortened.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[There are tons more type of people out there, these are just a few that I picked which seems to be quite popular]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You see people? Which one are you? Which one is your friend? I'm sure as life goes on, we'll notice that our friends seem to be changing, a lot. But we also change, only we don't realize it. Everyone change. Nothing is certain in life. But whether we &lt;u&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;change to become a better person or to become a battered person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. The future is a mystery. Anyone who are certain what they gonna be in the future is an abnormal people. There's nothing certain in life. We plan ,but there's always a better planner than us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Most of the time, we want to change for the better, but then most of the most of the time....erm, why am i making it complicated......but then, in many cases, we tend to wait and wait for the opportunity to come and we'll just grab it, but we don't want to go out and MAKE one (and this applies to me and everyone in the world, regardless of who you are) because in the Quran, meaning,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"He won't change the destiny of humankind, except if they work towards it"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He controls everything, and for everything that He did, there's a meaning behind it. He didn't create anything for nothing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For every single thing that happened to us, for every single obstacle we have to face, for every single word we have to mutter, for every single phrase we have to hear, it is because He knows that we can overcome them. Because He said so in the Holy Quran, meaning, "He didn't give us any single obstacle or hurdle that we cannot overcome")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-size: large;"&gt;The winds are unorthodox, so are us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-2525798379519754238?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/KapvTmTh9QI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2525798379519754238/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=2525798379519754238" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/2525798379519754238?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/2525798379519754238?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/KapvTmTh9QI/winds-are-unorthodox-so-are-us.html" title="The winds are unorthodox, so are us......." /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/winds-are-unorthodox-so-are-us.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8CSH05cSp7ImA9WhZSF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-6187516976481132450</id><published>2011-03-31T11:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T11:27:49.329+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-02T11:27:49.329+08:00</app:edited><title>TOUCH YOUR MIND AND YOUR HEART</title><content type="html">
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&lt;br /&gt;
Seriously...this is the first blog that I've read and appreciated deep in my heart from the first sight..(macam pick-up line la plak...no la jz kidding)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, I was blog-walking and Allah's wishes, God's willing,(hmm, I thought this was suppose to be InsyaAllah, but never mind. It can be used anyhow.) I stumbled upon this one awesome blog.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His blog is not in English, no, but he writes the content in such depth and with a really comfortable flow. This really gets me going. ha3... I have been playing DoTA and LoL for a long period of time and deprived of the need for me to read..it's so bad...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but anyway, I feel that both of us make up a pair of shoes, because both of us are in the same state but in a different way(when he was 18)....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's worth the time, no that's an understatement, it's a really fascinating blog. I regarded this blog as a must follow blog. Do visit the blog, a motivation and reminder for all of us...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;give it a thought&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-6187516976481132450?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/f5lzE-77lx4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6187516976481132450/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=6187516976481132450" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/6187516976481132450?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/6187516976481132450?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/f5lzE-77lx4/inquisitive-to-know-more.html" title="TOUCH YOUR MIND AND YOUR HEART" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/inquisitive-to-know-more.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMAR3g4fSp7ImA9WhZSEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-7158103401410562625</id><published>2011-03-26T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T01:00:46.635+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-26T01:00:46.635+08:00</app:edited><title>Food for the stomach, knowledge for the mind</title><content type="html">
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Good thing always come after crisis" -Katekyo Hitman Reborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"After every hardship,there's ease, after every hardship, there's ease" - Al-Insyirah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So guys, be strong, and never give up..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[I think some of you will know where was this pic taken...=D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;give it a thought&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-7158103401410562625?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/9avVV3N6Df0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7158103401410562625/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=7158103401410562625" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/7158103401410562625?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/7158103401410562625?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/9avVV3N6Df0/good-thing-always-come-after-crisis.html" title="Food for the stomach, knowledge for the mind" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Igw1lykandU/TYzFWg3ol5I/AAAAAAAAAoo/xsqJsNsrnxw/s72-c/IMG_1316.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-thing-always-come-after-crisis.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIAQXw9fip7ImA9WhZTGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-6243420046112948671</id><published>2011-03-23T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:15:40.266+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-23T20:15:40.266+08:00</app:edited><title>It's over....The new chapter shall begin now</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iDwAeCOQueevY9QCjkHHqI-tJAM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iDwAeCOQueevY9QCjkHHqI-tJAM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Peace be upon you,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;
The result has been announced.&lt;br /&gt;
Alhamdulillah, all thanks to Him, I got a good result.&lt;br /&gt;
Those who got straight a+,a hearty congratulations from me. You guys deserved that.&lt;br /&gt;
Those who don't get what they targeted, don't be sad, don't be let down by that.&lt;br /&gt;
Certainly, this is just another obstacles, another test from the Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He said in the Quran, Do you think it's easy to enter the paradise? I've tested others before you with harsher tests.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well,everything in this world is a test from Him right?&lt;br /&gt;
If you get good results, be thankful to Him,and you'll be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;
If you get bad results, be patient, and you'll be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;
So basically, either way, there are ways to be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed, there's always something behind everything you get.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe, for example, that you get B+ in Biology or Chemistry, because there's something that Allah want to show us.&lt;br /&gt;
Well, it's up to us what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;
Although the future has been decided, but we never know what is it. So, we should be trying our best, no matter what we get, either good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But for now, it's okay to be sad and it's okay to be happy. But then, make sure these results, you put it behind, and look forward, there are tons of opportunities out there, but don't forget what you get and what you've done in the past, because you'll get loads of things by learning from your mistake or your success.....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Give it a thought&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-6243420046112948671?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/kadmCQ4V-TE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6243420046112948671/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=6243420046112948671" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/6243420046112948671?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/6243420046112948671?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/kadmCQ4V-TE/its-overthe-new-chapter-shall-begin-now.html" title="It's over....The new chapter shall begin now" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-overthe-new-chapter-shall-begin-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcERHo-fSp7ImA9WhZTF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-7937899374218424073</id><published>2011-03-22T07:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:00:05.455+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-22T08:00:05.455+08:00</app:edited><title>I was tagged,I want to do it,but....</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3HmF9jS_BjSnaP5uNoPhVEPLcQs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3HmF9jS_BjSnaP5uNoPhVEPLcQs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3HmF9jS_BjSnaP5uNoPhVEPLcQs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3HmF9jS_BjSnaP5uNoPhVEPLcQs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Peace be upon you,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Okay, I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://jasminalzahra.blogspot.com/"&gt;fina &lt;/a&gt;to write about my siblings in a contest to write about our siblings,&lt;a href="http://fadhirul1311.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;
Really, deep in my heart, I would love to talk about my siblings, ya la, of course we would like to talk about &amp;nbsp;other people, more so those who are related by blood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, hmm...how to say this eh?&lt;br /&gt;
Ok la, I'll try to be frank...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thanx fina for tagging me,&lt;br /&gt;
but too bad I cannot write about the details regarding my family in here.&lt;br /&gt;
for what reason?&lt;br /&gt;
It's just for safety reason, really.&lt;br /&gt;
My mom won't allow me to either, coz it's something too private..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But hmm....just not for total disappointment and for a compensation, I'll post a pic here&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gphxgv-3wLw/TYflBj1CzCI/AAAAAAAAAok/_PtLzZb2kOQ/s1600/wedding+sa+at.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gphxgv-3wLw/TYflBj1CzCI/AAAAAAAAAok/_PtLzZb2kOQ/s400/wedding+sa+at.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This pic is a bit outdated, &amp;nbsp;I think this was in 2005 or 2006 but it's way back then....=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-7937899374218424073?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/pPZuLOKHbkA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7937899374218424073/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=7937899374218424073" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/7937899374218424073?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/7937899374218424073?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/pPZuLOKHbkA/i-was-taggedi-want-to-do-itbut.html" title="I was tagged,I want to do it,but...." /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gphxgv-3wLw/TYflBj1CzCI/AAAAAAAAAok/_PtLzZb2kOQ/s72-c/wedding+sa+at.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-was-taggedi-want-to-do-itbut.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8AQ3Y6fyp7ImA9WhZTFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-2232022967886604807</id><published>2011-03-20T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:24:02.817+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-20T20:24:02.817+08:00</app:edited><title>What we get is not as sweet as what we wanted</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8-MNIFBXHJTCwBrorkXJKVXXXDc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8-MNIFBXHJTCwBrorkXJKVXXXDc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Special thx to &lt;a href="http://jasminalzahra.blogspot.com/"&gt;fina&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the link to this site&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.this-is-my-story.com/"&gt;www.this-is-my-story.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but really...what we get is not as sweet as what we wanted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-2232022967886604807?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/7SK0Cxa-8Iw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2232022967886604807/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=2232022967886604807" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/2232022967886604807?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/2232022967886604807?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/7SK0Cxa-8Iw/what-we-get-is-not-as-sweet-as-what-we.html" title="What we get is not as sweet as what we wanted" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-we-get-is-not-as-sweet-as-what-we.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cGSHw9fyp7ImA9WhZTFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-1254294159569398255</id><published>2011-03-18T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T21:30:29.267+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-18T21:30:29.267+08:00</app:edited><title>All's well that ends well</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ojtYMkUKyVsKI917Q9lUKp-b6aY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ojtYMkUKyVsKI917Q9lUKp-b6aY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ojtYMkUKyVsKI917Q9lUKp-b6aY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ojtYMkUKyVsKI917Q9lUKp-b6aY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Peace be upon you,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I drove to Kota Bharu for the first time today, of course, not alone,&lt;br /&gt;
but it's a stepping stone for me. My first long journey where I'm the driver, and not the&lt;br /&gt;
passenger anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Being at the driver seat is really something else different.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The road is all bumpy and full of&amp;nbsp;potholes, reckless drivers and motorists gonna pissed you off, traffic jam,&lt;br /&gt;
super-duper slow cars, zig-zag road, the rain, bla3....all those things really will get you sitting on the edge of your seat and keep you awake throughout the journey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Erm, don't misunderstand me. I don't mean that it's exciting or what.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways, when I'm the passenger, give me 5 minutes and I'll doze off automatically(unless you give me something to read), but I wonder how can I sleep so soundly when on the road, you should know that you risked your life and are prone to accident, and don't mention all those potholes and the sorry state of the road, &amp;nbsp;I still can enjoy my nice nap w/o waking up,but when I do wake up,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"ahoy!! we've arrived"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
...hmmmm..really something to be given a thought of....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;give it a thought&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-1254294159569398255?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/cj6GaZiENoA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1254294159569398255/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=1254294159569398255" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/1254294159569398255?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/1254294159569398255?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/cj6GaZiENoA/alls-well-that-ends-well.html" title="All's well that ends well" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/alls-well-that-ends-well.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQGQXo6fSp7ImA9WhZTFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-7364468199342846802</id><published>2011-03-18T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T15:28:40.415+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-18T15:28:40.415+08:00</app:edited><title>My mind is not in a state of peace</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4LDZUxSwgPwIbAGLZrD1fliaF6Q/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4LDZUxSwgPwIbAGLZrD1fliaF6Q/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4LDZUxSwgPwIbAGLZrD1fliaF6Q/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4LDZUxSwgPwIbAGLZrD1fliaF6Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peace be upon you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Everyone gone through this. A state of denials.&lt;br /&gt;
It's something that someone will experience in life, no one can run from it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And yeah, as the title suggests, my mind is currently not in a state of peace, for so many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;First&lt;/b&gt;, there's this SPM result coming soon on Wednesday, countdown, 5 more days to come&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Second&lt;/b&gt;, I've been wasting so much time this holiday, burning the midnight oil, erm, not to study, but to play&lt;br /&gt;
games and yeah, I do read books, during the night, yeah right, "muka buku" or in English, "facebooking"..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Third&lt;/b&gt;, I've still not made up my mind on what I'm going to do in the future. Now there's this new option, Geology? This idea suddenly popped out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
\&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Fourth,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;my addiction towards computer games returns. Too bad. No one can help me but only myself. I like to quote some statements that I'm affectionate of.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allah won't change your destiny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; unless you change it yourself&lt;/b&gt;(A verse in the Quran)[In Malay: Allah tidak akan mengubah nasib sesebuah kaum itu sehingga kaum tersebut berusaha mengubah nasib mereka sendiri)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ask for Allah's help and mercy, He's the One who's he Most Knowing and the Most Merciful&lt;/b&gt;(A verse in the Holy Quran)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;We can't help you, we can guide you, but you need to help yourself (&lt;/b&gt;I quoted this from The Biggest Loser Season 8, Jillian and Bob told the participants on day 1 after the first weigh-in)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fifth and so on, &lt;/b&gt;a few more reasons which are too personal and I won't and can't share it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are so many things that I regret doing in this life, and so many things that I regret not doing in the past and I'm sure that all of you who's reading this experience the same thing, but what's different between us is how much do we learn and try not to do the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Yesterday's a history, tomorrow's a mystery and today's a gift, and that's why it's called present.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hence, there's no reason for us to cry over spilt milk. We should be looking forward, don't look back, but try to redeem the mistakes made in the past.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lastly, during hard times, I love to hear these songs&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Maher Zain- InsyaAllah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/KfXIF2Mm2Kc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfXIF2Mm2Kc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfXIF2Mm2Kc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pRy9_XFOVMA?fs=1" width="320"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And when we fell like we are at the peak of the world, or when we are feeling so great with ourselves, don't forget to hear this song.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maher Zain - Awaken&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/bk64o65quqs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bk64o65quqs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bk64o65quqs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;give it a thought&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615618374657418963-7364468199342846802?l=swiftsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~4/QwT5Xwhh6kQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7364468199342846802/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615618374657418963&amp;postID=7364468199342846802" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/7364468199342846802?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615618374657418963/posts/default/7364468199342846802?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JQUxb/~3/QwT5Xwhh6kQ/my-mind-is-not-in-state-of-peace.html" title="My mind is not in a state of peace" /><author><name>$w1fT_$ouL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06835137336088055007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-oF-09xTOA/S3ooSGtC1KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/axIjEC4RzXU/s1600-R/images%3Fq%3Dtbn:MV71XIgAIsxvzM" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/pRy9_XFOVMA/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swiftsoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-mind-is-not-in-state-of-peace.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQAQH87eip7ImA9WhZTE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615618374657418963.post-5450245076478015700</id><published>2011-03-17T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T14:12:21.102+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-17T14:12:21.102+08:00</app:edited><title>Pancakes anyone?</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/x3HbHGpWBj7i61duciQbaRuwU-k/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/x3HbHGpWBj7i61duciQbaRuwU-k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/x3HbHGpWBj7i61duciQbaRuwU-k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/x3HbHGpWBj7i61duciQbaRuwU-k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peace be upon you,&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="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2mhybtMSaZI/TYGlJVOMOhI/AAAAAAAAAoc/YXXkHAqeCpQ/s1600/IMG_0889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2mhybtMSaZI/TYGlJVOMOhI/AAAAAAAAAoc/YXXkHAqeCpQ/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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