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I think I am too sarcastic/cynic now for chat room chatting. I can say I had my fill back in 1997/1998, when this house first subscribed to the internet. Back then I remember spending hours in front of the PC, chatting to strangers at channel #kampung in mIRC. Those were the days.

I think back then people were more sincere to get to know others on the net. The ability to communicate with someone only through a medium of PC and modem was so noble that people just be themselves. And they were a lot funnier back then too.

I went into a chat room today, and seconds after I logged in, I was bombarded with messages, mostly from perverts (ewww) asking for 'bicara romantik' (double, triple, major EWWWW). And the a/s/l question immediately after saying 'hi' now just annoy me. And most of them seems to be 25/male/kl too. Yeah right.

Where have all the decent guys in chat rooms went? Achik, I think you got the last one.

The Crisis of Modern Consciousness

Semalam, 28 Mac 2010 saya dan Nadiah telah menghadiri Workshop 'The Crisis of Modern Consciousness' anjuran bersama HAKIM, ABIM dan Fajr Symphony. Alhamdulillah, niat saya yang begitu beria-ia hendak pergi mendengar syarahan Shaykh Abdal Hakim Murad tercapai, malah dapat juga ditemani Nadiah. Thank you dear. Kami pergi ke sana dihantar pagi-pagi lagi oleh Mama. Terima kasih Mama.

Antara isi-isi syarahan beliau yang dapat saya catatkan:

• According to BBC, humans are less happy now than 50 years ago.
• Women were happier then than now
• Values such as self-esteem, security, optimism, sense of hope have been down in UK since 1950's
• These are the values that secularism can't really supply
• Humans are exposed to many kind of technological advancements
• But they are not more happy because of it : technology are just distractions and modern world is a world of distractions
• A story by Maulana Rumi - about a baby that can't stop crying, and not satisfied with every food offered
• We are all holding a crying baby in our arm, human soul that is crying out for authentic nourishment
  
• The soul is not satisfied with bits and pieces e.g : technology
• Zikrullah - milk the crying baby needs

• What is a moderate muslim? - If u believe in materialism and Darwinism but at the same time believe in Qur'an & Sunnah, there will be a crisis in spirituality
• Technology - are just toys and tools, we should pay no heed to them
• Intelligent muslim sense an estrangement with duniya
• Grip with akhirat - there's enough for everybody
• Grip with duniya - envy, because resources are finite
• State of joy comes from intimacy with akhirat

• History of human is cyclical
• Believers must always be in a state of optimism; pessimism -> despair -> kufur
• Certain shafts of lights are visible
• Study of quantum mechanics - future already exist (I wish I know more about this subject. Fascinating stuffs!)
  
• Time is no longer what it seems to be
• Reaffirm the concept of qada' and qadar
• Our view of reality now : far more dynamic, slippery

• On 'self', modern world view : self is glorious, can do extraordinary things. e.g : be yourself, challenge yourself
• But no single entity of self : consciousness -> collection of memories? (a bit lost here)
• We are not really what we thought we are, no linear continuity of thoughts
• What is self?

• There's a collapse of ethics, rise of communism, totalitarianism
• Modern world, inharmonious, paradox, focus on materialism but also try to fight for universal human rights
• Religion have more to offer now than what it did previous years ago

• Imam Ghazali, when confronted with hedonism : e.g - modern world, we must see what we can use
• But a spiritual soul must be inside in order for us to see what is usable, what is forgery (like a money changer)
• How do we get the wisdom? It is right of believers
  
• Someone with wisdom, firasat, intuition can know and differentiate belongingness to term of Allah's rule
• But human consciousness can be polluted with envy, ego, nafs
• Ugliest manifestation of religion comes when driven by ego, frustration, trauma, envy, rage rather than spiritual
• Example, distortion of Jihad, ends in destruction
• To be in the middle - hardest path to be
• Sirratul Mustaqim - hardest place to be
  

• Quality of believer is having awareness that we are just passing through
• Human's soul is not from this world, but from a divine world
• Our true home is the heaven
• We must set a boundary from free-fleeting wandererness, pray for hikmah
  
• People with wisdom restrain themselves
  

Pada sesi petangnya, Shaykh Seraj Hendricks pula memperkatakan tentang identiti Muslim, tetapi ketika ini saya sedang 'gila-gila' menahan mengantuk maka hanya beberapa perkara saja dapat saya fahami.


Usai workshop, kami berjalan ke Stesen Keretapi Kuala Lumpur, sambil menangkap gambar-gambar seperti pelancong. Kami menaiki komuter ke Subang Jaya, makan malam di Subang Parade dan pulang diambil Mama (terima kasih lagi Mama).

InsyaAllah saya akan berusaha untuk ke majlis-majlis ilmu sebegini lagi di masa akan datang. Ucapan tahniah kepada pihak penganjur yang berjaya menganjurkan program syarahan yang sangat bermanfaat.

Lecture & Workshop by Sheikh Dr. Abdal Hakim Murad

The Program

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6.00 p.m. :	Registration
7.30 p.m. :	Maghrib prayers Arrival of guests / buffet dinner
8.45 p.m. :	Opening Doa
8.55 p.m. :	Welcoming Speech by En. Azril Mohd. Amin Chairman, Islamic Outreach ABIM Introduction by Dr. Mohd. Farid Mohd. Shahran Chairman, The Assembly of Young Intellectuals (HAKIM)
9.15 p.m. :	Public Lecture by Shaykh Dr. Abdal Hakim Murad
10.15 p.m. :	The Launch of "The Travelling Light Series" & Cambridge Mosque Project
10.30 p.m. :	END

Workshop Title:
THE CRISIS OF MODERN CONSCIOUSNESS

Date & Venue:
12 Rabi'ulakhir 1431H / 28 March 2010
Masjid Negara, Kuala Lumpur.

Fees:
Professional RM50
Students RM25

Program:

8.30 a.m.	:	Registration
9.00-9.30 a.m.	:	Opening remark by Dr. Mohd. Farid Mohd. Shahran, Chairman of HAKIM
9.30-10.45 a.m.	:	Workshop 1 - Shaykh Dr. Abdal Hakim Murad
10.45-11.15 a.m.	:	Tea Break
11.15-1.00 p.m.	:	Workshop 2 - Shaykh Dr. Abdal Hakim Murad
1.00-2.30 p.m.	:	Lunch / Zuhr prayer
2.30-4.30 p.m.	:	Workshop 3 - Shaykh Seraj Hendricks
4.30 p.m.	:	Disperse

I'm very interested.

Source 1 : www.abim.org.my
Source 2 : www.hakim.org.my

Pertandingan Hafazan Peringkat Negeri Selangor 2010

Wakil Keluarga Othman kali ini :

1. Muhamad Zul Aiman Bin Zahidi - Kategori 1-10 juzuk
2. Khairul Amir Bin Zahidi - Kategori 1-20 juzuk
3. Muhamad Izzul Bin Zahidi - Kategori 1-30 juzuk

Aiman telah pun memperdengarkan bacaan pada pagi ini (10 Mac 2010). Izzul dan Amir pula pada malam ini. Doakan mereka mendapat kejayaan cemerlang dalam pertandingan ini, Insya Allah.

kredit gambar : jais.gov.my

We Shall Overcome

Our family is yet again tested, this time with the news that my Achik is diagnosed with a tumour in one of her ovaries.

Its a very devastating news, but somehow.. I have this very big instinct that she's gonna get over this. This is just another test that she's going to excel through. Achik is very good with big hurdles. She once told me when she was doing her master, that she feels like the world is going to end before she ever get her doctorate. And yet she performed beautifully with her postgraduate study. Even in the subject of looking for that ever elusive significant other, she made it look so easy. (I know this is not so, there were some losers thrown in the mix but she sailed through the challenge too).

This, is another big challenge God give her because He know she is gonna ace this test too. Just another bump in the road, hole in the path, in the epic life story of one Dr. Azizah Othman. She'll pass through this. We are willing it so, and God's willing so will it be.

Meeting Pertama AJK Hari Keluarga Othman

Malam Ahad lepas, selesai kenduri tahlil di kampung, saya dan Nadiah telah memanggil sepupu-sepupu untuk mengadakan mesyuarat mengenai perancangan kami untuk mengadakan Hari Keluarga yang telah lama tidak diadakan. Alhamdulillah, mesyuarat berjalan lancar dan kami berdua sangat berbangga dengan penyertaan semua pihak.

Mesyuarat telah dihadiri oleh :
1. Nadiah
2. Fadzlin
3. Muhammad
4. Ahmad Sobri
5. Muhd Hafiez
6. Abd Muiz
7. Aminah
8. Muhammad Firdaus
9. Nafisah
10. Naziha
11. Haslina - Mak Ina sebagai pemerhati/penasihat/wakil adik beradik keluarga Othman

Mesyuarat telah memutuskan beberapa perkara :

1) Pelantikan AJK Hari Keluarga.
Terdapat 7 Jawatankuasa yang telah dikenal pasti, dan ahli-ahlinya adalah seperti berikut :

AJK Kewangan
-Firdaus
-Nadiah

AJK Makanan
-Muhammad
-Ahmad Sobri

AJK Malam Keluarga
- Abd Muiz
- Aminah
- Abd Rahman *

AJK Riadah
- Nafisah
- Naziha
- Ahmad Afiq *

AJK Kerohanian
- Khairul Amir *
- Muhd Izzul *
- Muhd Hanif *

AJK Dokumentasi
- Muhd Hafiez
- Ahmad Aizat *

AJK Logistik
- Nurlina *

* menandakan ahli tiada sewaktu mesyuarat, jawatan diberi berdasarkan cadangan ahli-ahli mesyuarat.
** AJK boleh meminta pertolongan ahli keluarga lain yang masih belum diberikan portfolio untuk diserap masuk ke jawatankuasa masing-masing

2) Tentatif Hari Keluarga
Boleh dilihat di sini.

3) Cadangan Tempat Hari Keluarga
Pusat Latihan LKIM @ Camar Laut Bagan Lalang, Sepang
Penerangan mengenai tempat boleh dilihat di sini.

4) Budget Hari Keluarga
Tidak disebut disini atas sebab-sebab tertentu.

5) Mesyuarat Kali Kedua
Akan diadakan pada 14 Mac 2010 di rumah Mak Ngah di Subang Jaya.

Perkara yang tidak dapat diputuskan di mesyuarat adalah tarikh sebenar hari keluarga akan diadakan. Ini kerana cadangan tarikh pada 12, 13 Jun 2010 mendapat beberapa tentangan. Penentuan tarikh memerlukan perbincangan dengan adik-beradik keluarga Othman yang lain dan akan diumumkan di mesyuarat kali kedua pada 14 Mac 2010.

Semua ahli jawatankuasa yang menawarkan diri masing-masing nampak begitu bersemangat untuk menjayakan Hari Keluarga Othman. Sobri dan Muhammad sudah terfikir-fikir menu untuk dihidangkan, Aminah dan Muiz mengadakan mesyuarat mereka sendiri selesai mesyuarat rasmi, Kak Chik dan Nafisah pula bertanyakan bajet tambahan yang mereka boleh dapatkan. Kita doakan Hari Keluarga Othman 2010 akan dapat dijayakan dengan cemerlang, InsyaAllah.

Music

Its official. My (pirated) music collections have officially exceeded 20GB in size. My old trusted mp3 player can only store up to 1GB amount of music and deleting songs is becoming a very sad routine. I want a bigger storage mp3 player. I want the iPod Classic. Why is it so freaking expensive???

Demon of a different kind

The new semester starts this coming Monday, and I'm trying to put my mind and focus into the course I registered.

I have been feeling very jitterish and nervous about this latest undertaking. While I am excited and interested in doing research, I suffer from every student's disease : procrastination and inconsistent motivation.

There were times when I was an undergrad where I thought I worked best under pressure. And what better way to add pressure in your life than postponing your work to the very last? Pulling all-nighters, typing and exhausting my brain so that I can come out with an acceptable (at least to me) research. During the time when I had to submit my Final Year Project, I actually did not sleep for more than 36 hours. Crazy I know, but miraculously that project was awarded best FYP. If only the awarding committee knew how much of a lazy bum I was during the earlier part of the semester I think they wouldn't have given me that award.

I know that if I had started doing my writing earlier, I won't need to go through that hellish last week before submission. And this is the most scary part : I know that the same tactic ABSOLUTELY won't work now that I'm a graduate student. It would be like comitting suicide.

I can't ever remember me finishing an assignment not before the day/night it was due. That is how chronic my procrastination problem is. I guess that's how I always work. I need that extra push, that extra adrenaline rush, that fear of impending due date before I can focus and actually finish what I started.

I need to change. I need to find a different sort of rush/motivation for doing work. And I still don't know if I can find it. That is a bit scary.

Dijemput Tuhan

When I was in Standard One back in Sungei Besi, I remember there was this one time a girl from my class was called by a teacher to the office. She received the devastating news that her father has passed away. Being so very young, I remember thinking this is such an uncomputable news. How do you face with the lost of one's parent?

Also when I was young whenever I read or heard of those around me losing their parents or grandparents, I keep thinking that I am so lucky that it wasn't my mother, or my grandparents. Back then I thought God have a score running, and because Alin had lost her father very early, lets not take any of her loved ones just yet. Of course God do not work that way. Now that I'm wiser I know that.

My cousins lost their mother yesterday.

This is very devastating, and its gonna be really hard for them. I don't know if I can do very much but I know I will be praying that they'll be strong and can face this great test God bestowed upon them.

Al-Fatihah for Cik Yati.

Cooking need an undo button

The thing is, if it was only me I would've happily spend the whole day surfing the net and only think of cooking something for myself when I'm hungry. But I have my two brothers with me and I actually feel responsible that their routine is not disturbed very much.

So today I cooked, washed, cleaned, and took them to play bowling with our cousins. Overall a tiring but productive day.

And I'm still a lousy cook.

The Workplace of My Heart

Today I'm saying goodbye yet again to Mesiniaga, and this time I'm feeling even more devastated.

Mesiniaga.. is like a beloved and cherished first boyfriend. The one that knows you the most, and the one that you always come back to for guidance, and perpetual comfortable presence.

I was in Mesiniaga for four times. Back in 2004 I did my practical training for my Diploma program. Then in 2008 I came back again, this time interning for the Degree program. After I finished the practical duration, I took a few weeks break and then was employed again, this time as a casual worker. Finally when I had to leave for the third time, I left with an instruction to contact them again the minute I graduate.

The rest is history, I graduated and contacted the HR Manager who immediately arranged an interview for me. I thought I flunked the interview (I certainly did flunk the technical test) but apparently because they already know me, they are confident that I should be employed.

During this eleven months, I've learned a lot. I was attached to many projects, I had the chance to go to many offices. (PNB is charming in the way they preserve their building, it reminds me of 70s, 80s malay movies where they have scenes in the office. MATRADE is sparkling new, the building with a hole in the middle, and constant traffic jams whenever a high profile case is being heard in the nearby Palace of Justice. BNM is like a 5 stars hotel, the lobby, the toilet, the executive cafe, and the experience of getting to meet the Governor. BURSA, I regret to inform I never get to see a live trading, but the foodcourt in nearby Menara Maybank serve the best Nasi Goreng Ikan Masin in town. UiTM is.. UiTM. Hee.)

But most of all, I appreciate all the relationships I made during this time. I am blessed that I am surrounded with wonderful colleagues. Especially during the first few months when almost everything seems alien and a problem could take forever to solve. They helped me, guided me, understood my limitations and above all became my friends.

Beyond missing the building, ladies days at the swimming pool, various ceramahs from all-too-funny ustazs, delicious breakfasts and lunches at twelfth floor, taking a break by raiding the well-stocked locker in the unoccupied workstation for mamees, and sitting (sometimes twirling) at my beloved workstation, I will miss my friends' company and support the most.

When I told my manager my intention to resign to further my study, he said that he wishes that our path is gonna cross again. With all my heart I sincerely hope so.

Of Gifts and Thoughts

I guess I am flattered that when people think of my football club, they think about me. But I cringe that when people think about me, all they can think about is the football club.

Its like all my existence can only be defined by my love of Liverpool FC ( I want to think I am so much more than that). There's the female me, muslimah me, twenty-something me, bookaholic me, software engineer me, future grad student me, travel-loving me, music maniac me, movie buff me, and all the quirky, stupid things I say and I do that define me.

I appreciate all the gifts that I received very very much, but when I receive so many LFC related gifts I can't help but think that its such a kop out. Pun fully intended. Hehe.

Dressed

I was trawling through the internet today when I stumbled upon this picture. This dress was designed especially for Audrey Hepburn to be worn on her wedding day.



What especially amuses me, it could easily be worn today by our modern Muslim brides. Of course the middle/waist is a bit tight (but so does our usual kebayas and what nots - the keyword here is 'modern', or well, some definition of it.).

The point is, the dress, she was dressing modestly. For her wedding day she wanted to look elegant, beautiful, virtuous.. showing a lot of skin would be disrespectful, vulgar even.

THIS. Where the beauty lays in not what is perceived, but what is portrayed. Where a person wears the dress, and not the opposite (ever heard of celebrities needing industrial strength tapes to avoid 'wardrobe malfunction'? um, yeah.)

A bit of a nonsense update really.

Fact : Hari ini dan besok orang dah tak buat kerja

Selamat Hari Raya! Maafkan segala kekasaran bahasa dalam blog ini.

Bas Metro vs Bas Rapid

Sudah lama sebenarnya saya hendak menulis entri ini. Tetapi selalunya tergendala (aka malas).

Sebagai seorang yang pergi ke Kay Ell naik bas, saya dah selalu sangat naik kedua-dua bas ini. Biar saya nyatakan awal-awal pemenangnya ialah Bas Metro. Mengapa?

Bas Rapid

• Selalu sangat rosak. Pernah sewaktu saya naik Bas Metro No. 13, sebuah bas Rapid rosak di Bus Stand Klang, menghalang semua bas lain yang nak lalu. Siapa lagi yang tolong menolak bas Rapid ni? Pemandu dan konduktor Bas Metro juga.

Bas Metro

• Bukanlah tak pernah rosak, tetapi apabila rosak, bas gantian tidak perlu tunggu dengan lama. Sempit/sesak belakang kira.

Bas Rapid

• Pakcik Bas Rapid suka marah-marah. Tidak diketahuilah pula kenapa mereka begitu moody. Mungkin sebab tak ada geng/konduktor yang boleh dibawa borak. Orang naik pintu belakang : marah. Orang tekan loceng bukan pada perhentian : marah. Orang tiada duit kecil : marah. Orang tak bergerak ke belakang : marah.

Bas Metro

• Pemandu-pemandu Bas Metro kebanyakannya periang belaka. Ada sekali, bertalu-talu loceng bas ditekan oleh beberapa orang yang berlainan. Kalaulah Bas Rapid, alamat dah kena marahlah semua. Pemandu Bas Metro ini pula; "Ha, turunlah kambing-kambing sekalian.."
• Konduktor Bas Metro kebanyakannya telephatic. Kalau kita bagi RM 5, bakinya mesti RM 3. Tahu-tahu sahaja kita hendak ke USJ.
  

Bas Rapid

• Enjin auto. Tak pick-up. Tak laju. Tak best.

Bas Metro

• Enjin manual. Pick-up bila lampu hijau. Bila jammed, pemandu akan ikut jalan mana-mana yang tak pernah lalu dan tiba-tiba ajaib keluar balik dekat federal highway.
  

Bas Metro

• Tidak nampak beza menaiki Bas Metro di tahun 90-an, dan tahun 2000-an ini. Lagu-lagu yang dipasang selalunya lagu-lagu Slam, Ukays, Spring, Terra Rossa, Wings, Gersang.. Agaknya lagu-lagu ini yang sedap didengar sambil membawa bas. Saya tidak kisah, malahan sangat suka.

Bas Rapid

• Kononnya zaman serba canggih, hampir setiap bas ada dua biji televisyen. Namun yang ditayangkan iklan-iklan dan rancangan-rancangan tv yang diulang-ulang. Kadang-kadang siri Puteri episod dua kurun lepas, dan kadang-kadang siri Bella lakonan paling tak hebat Elly Mazlein. Eee yucks.
  

Pengumuman

Blog ini kini bertukar alamat. Posmen sila hantar ke :

http://fadzlin14.blogspot.com

(sebenarnya nak pakai fadzlin sahaja, tapi dah diambil satu blog yang 5 tahun tak update. tak aci.)

You hear that? That's my heart breaking.

Cuti Sekolah

Adik siapalah ni...

Lagi lagi Bola

Selesai sudah musim bola sepak Inggeris, dan bermulanya summer transfer window; "silly season".

Perasaan saya berbelah bagi apabila musim ini bermula. Saya tahu saya pasti bosan tanpa siaran lazim bola sepak di hujung minggu, tapi pada masa yang sama musim ini juga selalunya kejohanan-kejohanan besar seperti Piala Dunia dan EURO dimainkan. Saya pengikut bola sepak kelab, tetapi saya juga sangat teruja menonton bola sepak kebangsaan. Tahun ini tiada kejohanan besar, cuma "Confederation Cup" untuk direbut juara-juara setiap kontinen. (Saya masih menyokong Sepanyol, tetapi saya pasti juga sangat gembira jika Iraq memenanginya.)

Tetapi, paling saya tidak suka mengenai musim ini: apabila membaca bermacam-macam spekulasi mengenai pemain-pemain kegemaran saya, terutamanya Xabi Alonso. Dia nampaknya pemain "in" musim ini. Kelab-kelab seperti Juventus, Real Madrid, AC Milan, Manchester City berebut-rebut mahu menandatanganinya. Dan tajuk berita terkini : "Saya mahukan Xabi di Arsenal - Fabregas".

Grrr nyah kamu semua dari sini.

Panas

Cuaca sekarang ini, panas panas panas.

(Tapi pasti tak sepanas api neraka.)

life is but a dream

it can be one day,
it is revealed that this has been a very realistic dream
that she wished for in one heartfelt prayer
as guide
and when she finally wakes up,
she will say no.

Overcoming Fear

If you're my mum, well, you're not, (unless you are Mama reading Alin's blog). Back to the point, if you're my mum you will know how I've always complained, whenever we listened to that announcement on donating blood on the radio, that I do want to donate, if they device a not painful way of doing it.

I do. I want to. And I have the blood type that is actually very useful, THE O.

My office yesterday held a blood donation drive. I was aware of the event two days prior, but nahh, at that time, Blenophobia? Check. Yet, at 3pm, yesterday, I somehow thought, how bad could it be? Sure it would be painful, but do I miss doing this for the rest of my life?

So I did. I donated, and it wasn't that bad after all. And I now have a cool looks-like-it-won't-be-permanent scar on the inside of my arm.

In the space of less than a year, I've actually overcome a few phobias of mine. I am afraid of height, but when I visited Langkawi last year I went on the cable car ride and it reallllyyy was scary, with the gondola swaying here and there but hey, I survived! And I am really squeamish with snakes but on the same Langkawi trip I actually had one phyton draped over my shoulder. (Of course I was soon shouting "take it off! take it off!" but it still counts). I actually think I can face height better after this. Though I still will not voluntarily have any unnecessary kind of contact with any snake.

These may seem trivial, but I am actually very proud of myself. That I am able to face my fears that before seem so unconquerable and did it. Conquered it. If I just put my mind to it.

It never takes too long

I am reading in a bit of !horror!, cringing here and there. ETA : It wasn't all that bad. I did learn a lot. Its like, that Sarah Bareilles song? Gravity? Something always brings me back to you? Not that dire, but in a moment of masochistic? suicidal? sadistic? tendency I will always, always go back and read.

Meeeeep. Forgive me, for I was young. And stupid. And emotional. And believed I was in love.

I am hoping, now, that I am older that I know better. ( I hate it, that that person was right all along.)

Vile women are for vile men, and vile men for vile women. Good women are for good men, and good men for good women. (An-Nur: 26)

Good read!

Pantas betul ulama' di Russia

Dua hari lepas, saya ada menerima sms daripada nombor yang tidak saya kenali. Sms-nya berbunyi begini :

"Salam, kpd smua yg brglr muslim, hri ini pkr meteorologi bhgn bunyi dr Rusia mndpti ssuatu bnyi gnjil sprti ngauman rksasa dr bwh mantel bumi. Menurut pra ulama, kmgkinn bsr itu ialah suara Dajal yg brusaha utk naik ke mka bmi. Oleh itu, kta disruh sntiasa x brhnti azan n solat, sbrkn kpd umat ISLAM."

Dan perkara pertama yang terlintas di fikiran saya ketika itu ialah ingin membalas : "Apa yang kau merepek ni, Dajjal..."

Terima Kasih Arif

Sepanjang Arif berada di Malaysia, terlalu banyak sumbangan yang telah dia berikan. Hari ini kita akan berpisah dengan dia buat setahun lagi. Arif, segala sumbangan dan jasamu begitu kami hargai. Semoga perjalanan tahun-tahun yang akan datang dimudahkan dan diberkati Tuhan. InsyaAllah.

EEEEEE

Perkhidmatan awam Malaysia bodoh macam @$#%@$#^@%Q^#%@Q

Benci benci benci benci benci benci Komuter dan LAGI TERAMAT BENCI pakcik pemandu bas T618 yang tak nak pandu hingga ke MATRADE sebab nak elak jam dan suruh penumpang jalan kaki sejauh-jauhnya. Bodohhh. Kecik-kecik tak nak mampos. Dah besar menyusahkan orang.

/lepas geram

Langit tersenyum

From The Star

MUAR: Villagers in several areas in Muar were pleasantly surprised to see a Smiley in the night sky comprising a crescent moon, which looked like a smile, and two stars, which looked like eyes.

Teacher Yaakob Jamain said he spotted the “smiling moon” when he was leaving his house to meet with some friends in town. The Star office in Petaling Jaya also received several calls from readers who saw the Smiley.

A check on the Internet revealed that the stellar phenomenon was caused by Venus, Jupiter and a three-day-old crescent moon aligning at the right spots to form the Smiley.

If you missed it last night, you will have to wait another five years before Smiley appears in the night sky again.

Pic from same phenomenon in Australia:

Picture caption: Australians are getting a big hello from the heavens as Venus, Jupiter and a waxing crescent moon combine to create a celestial smiley face.

What? What? Why no one told me??? Nak tengokkkk.

Sedu di Mumbai

Ketika ini kawan-kawan dan saudara-saudara kita di Mumbai sedang berdepan dengan serangan di tanah air mereka. Perdana Menteri India memberi kenyataan bahawa kumpulan pengganas yang bertanggungjawab mempunyai kaitan dengan Pakistan. Sebuah kumpulan militia Islam juga sudah mengaku mendalangi serangan.

Saya sangat-sangat terkesan dengan kejadian terbaru ini. Kawan baik saya sekarang berada di India, dihantar syarikatnya bekerja selama 6 bulan. Saya juga turut mempunyai kawan-kawan dari India, salah seorang hampir-hampir terlibat dengan salah satu serangan apabila stesen keretapi yang baru sahaja dia tinggalkan dibom tidak lama selepas itu. Dia kini berada di rumah, dalam perintah berkurung dan menurutnya bandaraya Mumbai kini sunyi sepi. Menurut dia lagi, kebanyakan kawan-kawannya sangat marah, kepada pihak militan, kepada pihak kerajaan yang tidak mampu menangani kejadian ini dengan sebaiknya namun dia sendiri berasa kosong. Dia berkata dirinya merasakan seperti tidak mampu, tidak berdaya dan segala-gala yang dikerjakan seperti usaha kuat dalam kerjaya seolah-olah sia-sia. Tidak ada sebarang jaminan yang boleh memujuk apabila berdepan dengan kejadian seperti ini, perkosaan keamanan yang tidak memilih mangsa.

Malam semalam saya berbual dengan seorang sahabat dari Jerman. Kami sama-sama mengikuti perkembangan terbaru dari Mumbai melalui blog-blog, beberapa forum dan laman-laman berita. Sebuah forum di Jerman menurut Sarah begitu marah dan meletakkan kesalahan terhadap Islam, mengejek gelaran 'Religion of Peace' pegangan Islam. Saya hampir-hampir menangis membaca tulisan-tulisan Sarah, begitu sedih, kecewa dan pada masa yang sama amat risaukan kawan-kawan saya namun Sarah memujuk, mengatakan yang dia tahu agama Islam bukan begitu dan ianya manusia yang memutar-belitkan ajaran untuk kepentingan mereka sendiri. Sarah turut menambah yang: "Ahli-ahli forum itu cumalah mereka yang rendah inteleknya. Kau tidak perlu sedih, Lin. Aku sayangkan kau." Saya hampir menangis sekali lagi, kali ini terharu atas kefahaman yang ikhlas diberikan.

Cara Tidak Wajar Untuk Memulakan Perbualan

hasrul nizam: slm

Alin: waalaikumsalam

hasrul nizam: sihat?aku sihat je

Alin: alhamdulillah.. sihat

hasrul nizam: ko dah kawin kan?

Alin: hoy bila masa

Lawak Hari Ini

From The Star, today :

KOTA BARU: Kelantan Umno liaison chairman Tan Sri Annuar Musa has urged Malaysians not to get carried away with Barack Obama, as “we have our own leaders to admire and our issues to resolve”.

“I see people wearing Obama T-shirts. While it is good, let us not get carried away with what happened in other nations.

“I also prefer if people could wear T-shirts bearing Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak, soon to be our next Prime Minister and Umno president,”



ROFLMAO (Ketawa terbahak-bahak sambil terguling-guling di atas lantai)

Oh my. It seems like Annuar Musa couldn't see the significance from the election of Obama. And how it couldn't be more different with the impending leadership of Najib. Oh the extend of how people would go to ingratiate. EPIC FAIL.

Kami dan Muzik - Bahagian 3

Pak Amjah gemar menyanyi. Suaranya antara yang paling merdu dalam keluarga kami. Sewaktu kami kecil dan dia membawa kami berjalan-jalan di dalam vannya, Pak Amjah suka mendorong kami menyanyi beramai-ramai. Dia amat gemarkan muzik.

Pak Amjah juga memperkenalkan kami kepada muzik genre lain. Dia selalu membawa pulang kaset-kaset Nadamurni dan kumpulan-kumpulan nasyid yang lain seperti The Zikr, atau kumpulan nasyid kanak-kanak. Kami mengenali Munif dan Asri sebelum Hijjaz dan Rabbani lagi. Di satu tahun itu, kami lebih banyak mendengar lagu-lagu raya Nadamurni daripada lagu-lagu raya yang biasa.

Tahun itu juga Pak Busu menunjukkan kemahirannya menyanyikan "Hari..ini..hari..raya.." tanpa menggerakkan mulutnya. (Pak busu tidak boleh terima baca perenggan ini)

Bercerita tentang Hari Raya, sewaktu kecil dahulu saya gemar mengikut keluarga Pak Long keluar beraya. (Tidak tahu malu). Ini kerana Pak Long akan keluar beraya sejurus selepas sarapan raya. Mama hanya akan keluar beraya 'petang-petang sedikit'. Its the early bird that catches the worm. Terjemahan : "Budak-budak yang keluar beraya waktu pagi boleh dapat duit raya dua kali bila dia keluar di waktu petang sekali lagi bersama emaknya". Heh. Sebenarnya itu bukanlah tujuan utama saya 'mengekor' keluarga Pak Long. Duit raya x2 cumalah bonus tambahan. Saya sememangnya memang suka mengekor.

Apapun, di dalam kereta Pak Long sewaktu itu, dia akan memainkan kaset lagu-lagu raya nyanyian pelawak kontemporari (sewaktu itu) seperti Ahmad Busu, Salih Yaacob, dan lain-lain. Antara lagu yang saya masih ingati liriknya :
"Walaupun kau tersenyum, namun orang pun tahu, apa isi begmu itu, dah tentu baju baru, songkok songket pun baru, kasut pun kasut baru, pendek kata semua baru, tak ada yang tak baru..."

(Dah nak dekat raya ni kenangan-kenangan raya pun datang baliklah)

Bahagian 1 di sini
Bahagian 2 di sini

Majlis Menghafaz Al-Quran Peringkat Kebangsaan Kali Ke-29

Peserta dari Selangor untuk kategori juzuk 1-15 kali ini ialah :

Khairul Amir Bin Zahidi

Betapa bangganya kami. Betapa bangganya Kak Lin. Tahniah Amir. Tahniah kerana tiba hingga ke peringkat ini. Bacaan Amir indah sekali dalam pendengaran Kak Lin. Walaupun Amir, menurut Izzul "buat lagu sendiri". Hehe.

Semoga Allah memberikan kejayaan yang lebih lagi di masa-masa akan datang untuk Amir, Izzul, Aiman dan Insan.

Seriousnya muka pakcik

Terima kasih Mak Ina kerana hadir

Insan tak ada pose lain

Hidup Selangor!

Malaysian General Election

Yesterday has been a day of many highs for me.

For the first time in Malaysia history, the National Front party has been denied 2/3 majority. They still win with a simple majority, but any amendment to the constitution would have to go through the many newly-elected opposition representations in the parliament first.

Five (five!) states are now opposition states. They are Kelantan, Penang, Kedah, Perak and Selangor. Selangor! My state! Which has never been an opposition state! I think I am still trembling and in shock of the extend of the oppositions' win.

The analysts are saying one of the factor is the young and first time voters. They are more aware of current issues, and have their own mind and are not swayed with the multiple propagandas showed on government controlled mainstream medias. These new generation know how to search for their own truth, preferring independent medias and numerous blogs, especially blogs.

I am certainly that. I am a first time voter. And both my chosen representatives for both the state and parliament seats won. Giving me license to brag to my mom. The first time I ever vote and.. :D

We're gonna have a new Menteri Besar for Selangor. And I can't tell you how glad I am that we're gonna kick that Botox-using-but-denying-it-and-saying-that-he eats-a-lot-of-tempe-instead out of the office.

AND. Oh My God football. To quote Anis, '080308 - the day politics and football decided to coincidentally topple the big guns '.

AND AND. Liverpool won. Torres. You're a gem. ♥

Happy Birthday Achik!

Kami dan Muzik - Bahagian 2

Mama juga sangat sukakan muzik. Dia ada banyak koleksi kaset-kaset lagu Indonesia. (Mama sudah dahulu meminati penyanyi Indonesia sebelum generasi Sheila On 7, Peter Pan dan Radja). Penyanyi yang paling Mama gemari ialah Ebiet G. Ade. Selain itu ada juga kaset-kaset Endang S.Taurina dan Hetty Koes Endang. Namun, saya jarang (atau boleh dikatakan tidak pernah) mendengar Mama menyanyi walaupun menurut beliau dia suka menyanyi lagu "Ku Pakai Kaca Mata" di hadapan kelas waktu bersekolah rendah di Singapura dulu. Malah siap dengan gaya-gayanya sekali!

Kami dan Muzik - Bahagian 1

Keluarga kami menggemari muzik. Tidaklah saya tahu jika ianya dipupuk oleh atuk dan nenek kerana tidak pula pernah saya mendengar atuk menyanyi. Oh sebentar, atuk pernah menyanyi, malah sambil memainkan gitar. Saya masih ingat ini:

Arwah ayah saya mempunyai sebuah gitar yang saya selalu saya turunkan dari atas almari sewaktu saya kecil untuk memetik-metik talinya. Suatu hari, atuk mengambil gitar itu dan mula bermain gitar sambil menyanyikan lagu 'Rasa Sayang'. Kami cucu-cucunya sangat gembira sambil menyanyi bersama-sama dengan penuh semangat. Lagu ini kami ulangi dua kali dan akhiri dengan gelak ketawa yang penuh gembira.

Saya sebenarnya sewaktu itu merasakan atuk begitu pandai bermain gitar. Tidak kedengaran sumbang permainannya. Tetapi, menurut Pak Busu, atuk sebenarnya 'main hentam sahaja'.

Ayat Ayat Cinta -The Movie

Trailer pertama



Trailer kedua



Daripada novel ini

Semua orang ingin mem'blog'kan perkara ini. Saya turut terlibat. Begitu hebat lagu ciptaan Melly, dan betapa indahnya trailer-trailer ini? Sehingga meremang bulu roma menontonnya.

Liverpool 1 - 1 Chelsea

It should have been a perfect night. Manchester United lose its derby, Arsenal drawn with Blackburn Rovers, and Liverpool was leading with a Torres debut goal.

But then, Florent Malouda the Chelsea player thrown himself into Finnan and fell down in the penalty box. The referee was so impressed with the acrobatic show that he awarded a penalty. Fat Frank took it and after it was in did a stupid goal celebration. (stupid Fat Frank. Even my grandma can score a penalty, what's with the smug celebration?)

I'm upset. But then, I think our squad is improving. We held possession, there were many chances but in typical Liverpool style, they failed to find the back of the net. Still, I was impressed with the performance by our team.

I don't know if this lose of two points will come back to haunt us later. I'm hoping now that Chelsea will lose their next match with a mysteriously awarded penalty against them. It's only fair after all.

Torres!

Kita ganggu siaran untuk memberi ruang kepada pengumuman penting ini :

Liverpool sign Torres

[EDITED] to include this picture. Ayam too excited.


See? Exactly like I predicted. And this is way before all the newspapers went crazy with Torres to Anfield speculations. And he got the number 9 too. Again like I said.

And I said Xabi was going to stay too. And he is. He resisted the temptation that is Barcelona. Unlike a certain French striker that I know (hint : ahh.. tak payah hint lah. semua pun tahu)

Now, there is only one conclusion. Rafael Benitez reads my blog. Yeah, that must be it. The Liverpool manager reads my blog.
.......

Rafa, this makes me sad. Really sad.
















But Lil' Luis wants to go back to Spain. So, I understand the decision. But, now we no longer have a midfielder that will haunt Chelsea with phantom goals. So, here is my suggestion:

Buy Carlos Tevez. He is a striker. Yes I know. But you can play him as a winger/attacking midfielder. He'll score more goals than Cristina Ronaldo and Ronaldinho. We need more goals from midfield. And we can't depend on Gerrard alone. Tevez is best friend with Mascherano right? They are both on duty at Copa America right now. Ask Masch to convince him. If he proves to be too expensive, get him on a loan.

Okay Rafa? Cheers.

[EDITED] again to say: MU is after Tevez now?? Alex Ferguson reads my blog too! He's copying me!

SCMA : Lailatul Qadar

Sewaktu saya di Tingkatan 1, saya bersekolah di kampung. Saya bersekolah di sana sehinggalah awal Tingkatan 4. Sewaktu itu di rumah hanyalah Atuk, Nenek, saya dan Koreng si kucing. Maka jika saya takut tidur keseorangan saya akan mencari Koreng untuk tidur bersama saya. Jika saya tidak dapat cari Koreng, walaupun ada semut di bilik itu cukuplah saya berasa selamat. Sekurang-kurangnya ada makhluk hidup yang menemani saya tidur.

Sewaktu bulan Ramadhan dan terutama sekali 10 malam terakhir, Atuk memang tidak pernah gagal untuk bangun di tengah malam untuk solat. Saya tahu dia menunggu Malam Lailatul Qadar. Kadang-kadang jika saya terbangun, saya berani turun ke bilik air kerana saya tahu Atuk ada di bilik sembahyang di sebelah.

Saya seolah-olah dapat merasakan yang Atuk pasti pernah terjumpa Lailatul Qadar. Suatu hari saya bertanya pada Atuk, “Atuk, kalau Lailatul Qadar ada nampak apa?” Atuk dengan senyum penuh rahsia menjawab “Nampak harimau.”

SCMA : Dalam Kereta

Saya teringat ketika kecil, jika jalan-jalan Mama akan memandu, Atuk duduk di sebelah, Mak Ina, Achik, Nenek dan Pak Busu duduk di belakang dan saya akan duduk di atas pangku Atuk.

Ketika perjalanan saya akan melihat pemandangan dan Achik serta Mak Ina akan berborak. Sepanjang perjalanan. Tanpa henti. Sampai Atuk berkata : “Mak Ina dengan Achik baca berita kan?”. Hehe.

Jika terserempak dengan polis, Atuk akan menyuruh saya menyorok ,(saya percaya pada waktu itu polis akan menangkap orang yang duduk dua orang di hadapan dan Atuk membiarkan saya mempercayainya.). Maka saya cepat-cepat tunduk dan mencangkung di tempat letak kaki. Ketika kereta sudah melepasi polis barulah saya bangun dan duduk di atas pangku semula.

SCMA : Konvokesyen Tadika Kemas

Saya ingin memulakan koleksi kisah-kisah pendek mengenai Arwah Atuk saya, Haji Othman bin Abdul Ghani. Sebenarnya idea untuk menulis kisah mengenai Atuk ini sudah lama saya fikirkan. Sebelum Arwah meninggal dunia lagi saya sudah berkira-kira mahu menulis. Namun, tidak jadi jadi. Setelah saya membaca e-mel yang panjang mengenai Arwah Atuk karangan Pak Long, saya seolah-olah mendapat rangsangan baru untuk mula menulis.

Saya rasanya tidak mampu untuk menulis sebuah kisah hidup yang panjang. Mungkin itu diserahkan kepada Mama, Pak Busu, atau Pak Long, atau mereka yang berminat atas projek itu. Apa yang ingin saya mulakan adalah kisah-kisah pendek mengenai Atuk dari ingatan dan pandangan orang lain. Saya harap saya dapat 'meminta cerita' daripada orang-orang lain kelak. Namun, saya akan mulakan dengan cerita-cerita dari ingatan saya sendiri.

SCMA : Siri Cerita Mengenai Atuk


Konvokesyen Tadika Kemas

Kisah ini bak kata Mak Ina, sudah diceritakan beribu kali. Itulah sebabnya cerita ini perlu membuka tirai siri cerita ini.

Tahun 1990 saya tinggal di kampung. Ini kerana ibu saya bekerja sendirian di Kuala Lumpur dan tidak dapat menjaga saya. Waktu ini, saya bertadika di Tadika Kemas Simpang Kesang. Namun, perangai saya ketika ini adalah saya tidak suka pergi ke sekolah. Walaupun Atuk tidak pernah gagal membayar yuran RM 10 setiap bulan. Saya masih tidak mahu ke sekolah. Dan tiada siapa yang dapat memujuk saya untuk pergi semula. Saya masih ingat ketika Mama bertanya "Alin tak nak pergi sekolah ni dah besar nak jadi apa?" Saya dengan selambanya menjawab: "Penoreh getah."

Kenapa saya tidak suka ke sekolah? Jawapannya mudah. Saya lebih suka duduk di rumah. Bukannya saya takutkan guru. Bukannya saya tidak tahu membuat latihan sekolah. Bukannya saya tiada kawan. Saya tidak suka bangun pagi. Dan jika saya bangun pagi pun, saya lebih suka mengikut Atuk ke Jasin, ke Pejabat Pos bergerak daripada ke sekolah dan disuruh mewarna tapi tidak boleh terkeluar garisan.

Diikutkan cerita, suatu hari Tadika saya mengadakan majlis hari jadi. Waktu itu saya di dalam bakul motor Atuk saya dan sedang dalam perjalanan balik dari pasar bergerak. Saya dengan tidak tahu malunya berkata pada Atuk yang saya nak pergi. Walaupun ketika itu saya sudah tidak pergi ke sekolah berbulan-bulan. Saya merasakan seronok berada di sekolah ketika itu dan saya mula rajin ke sekolah semula. Dan masa saya kembali ke sekolah itu rupa-rupanya sangat tepat. Ini kerana tidak lama kemudian akan diadakan majlis tamat sekolah atau lebih dikenali sebagai Majlis Konvokesyen Tadika Kemas yang sangat popular itu.

Saya masih ingat, jubah konvokesyen bewarna merah itu hanya ada beberapa pasang. Setiap kali selepas pelajar menerima 'skrol'nya cikgu cepat-cepat membuka jubah dari badannya untuk diberikan kepada pelajar lain yang sedang beratur. Ketika giliran saya, saya teringat pesan Atuk yang suruh saya selepas menerima skrol mengucapkan "Terima Kasih!!" dengan nada Alleycats. Tetapi saya tidak buat. Dan di rumah Atuk sambil senyum besar bertanya kenapa saya tidak melakukannya. Sudah tentu tidak. Saya perlu menjaga reputasi (pelajar hebat yang tidak hadir melebihi 80% tetapi masih boleh graduate).

It's the Annual 'Kuiz yang Banyak' Entry Again!

I'd like to blog more about football but Achik said she's boycotting my blog until I write about something else. So, here goes! The Annual 'Kuiz yang Banyak' entry. Technically it should be posted around September like last year. Tapi, suka hati sayalah.

Your Birthdate: December 14

You work well with others. That is, you're good at getting them to do work for you. It's true that you get by on your charm. But so what? You make people happy! You're dynamic, clever, and funny. And people like to have you around. But you're so restless, they better not expect you to stay around for long. Your strength: Your superstar charisma Your weakness: Commitment means nothing to you Your power color: Fuchsia Your power symbol: Diamond Your power month: May

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Hmm.. Nadiah said I totally can persuade others on/for something. Pandai merengek. I'm charming alright!
My power month is May?? If it is so why my channeling of power to Liverpool on CL Final failed? Huh? Huh?

You Are 60% Bipolar

You're a bit moody, and at times, your moods can be a bit extreme. It's up to you to decide if you're simply dramatic... or slightly bipolar.

Are You Bipolar?

Yup. slightly bipolar. Of course. Short attention span, ADD and all that.

You Are 15% Left Brained, 85% Right Brained

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

Are You Right or Left Brained?

Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports. 2 1/2 out of 3. Not bad. Half for day dreaming. Eceh..

You Are a Lazy Cook

Technically, you're a cook... in that you do cook the occasional frozen burrito in the microwave. Get a little adventurous. Sprinkle some fresh cheese on that frozen pizza next time!

Are You A Good Cook?

Heh. heh. No. comment.

You Are 20% Abnormal

You are at medium risk for being a psychopath. It is somewhat likely that you have no soul. You are at low risk for having a borderline personality. It is unlikely that you are a chaotic mess. You are at low risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is unlikely that you are in love with your own reflection. You are at low risk for having a social phobia. It is unlikely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement. You are at low risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is unlikely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.

How Abnormal Are You?

Of course I don't have OCD. I'm mildly opposite OCD.


Hmmm. This is me being lazy again. I want to blog about the kenduri in my house, about the absolutely delightful occasion of nenek and MakChah and family's visit to my house. I want to blog in Malay. Yet I'm being lazy. But apparently I'm going to Pn Ainon Mohd's seminar this Saturday with my mom. Perhaps I'll be motivated to write anything other than nonsense then.

I love International Football

The international actions.. Watched it and collapsed the next day.

First it was Germany vs San Marino Live at 0050

First half, fine fine display by the San Marino's defense. But nearing half time Kevin Kuranyi managed to nudge one goal. The second half, I figure those San Marinoans (am I correct here?) were exhausted. Playing with only 10 men did not help. They conceded 5 more. The highlight of the match must be the second goal by Mario Gomez. So impressive! I love how he casually flicked the ball into goal by the back foot action. It was only his second cap for the NT and he already scored 3 goals.

The match result was predicted anyway. Though maybe we all thought the Germans could've won it with a larger margin. And, what happened to Miroslav Klose?? Not even one goal. I almost felt sorry for that guy.

Germany 6 - 0 San Marino

And then it was France vs Ukraine Live at 0300

If England managed not to qualify for Euro 2008 (with the stooopid McClaren at the manager's helm I'm afraid if this could be the case), I'm sooo rooting for the French.

I love the France National Team. I must admit that my Pak Busu was the one who introduced me to the team. I remembered being astonished when he told me that the famous Zinedine Zidane is a Muslim, and Zinedine is the French way of spelling Zainuddin. Pak Busu also told me how after France won the World Cup the French publics are more accepting towards Muslims. That was back in 1998. Zidane is retired now. But not before the head butting incident. (And that is why Italy is one of the NTs that I don't like. Ee.. tali..)

And, the sight of two Muslim France players performing the du'a on the pitch before the match started on Sunday makes me very ---!!. The feeling was indescribable. Especially the sight of Samir Nasri with both his palms facing upwards, head bents, mouth reciting. Now, if following the tone of my previous posts about footballers I could be typing this:

Samir Nasri!
He's French, He's young!
He's brilliant!
He's so cute!!

But it seems inappropriate with the mood that he brought with his performance. He is very young for a senior NT player. He is only 19, but played with such confidence, always staying on his feet even when being pushed and tackled by a number of defenders. He is (in my humble opinion) a gifted playmaker. It was also only his second call up for the France NT. I also smiled hearing his name being shouted by other players. Samir! here, and Samir! there, directing him to be where they want him to be. So cute! (uncontrollable inappropriateness, please forgive).

The two goals of the match were scored by two Muslim French. First it was by Franck Ribery. The second goal was by a brilliant performance from Nicholas Anelka, the other player who cited du'a before the match. It seems like his prayer was answered. :)

If not for any other reasons, this is why I'm going to definitely wish France will win Euro 2008. We're used to seeing the sight of players crossing themselves before entering the pitch. I don't think it is a propaganda or anything. It just happens that so many of professional footballers are Christians and the gesture is part of their ritual for asking assistance from the Higher Force, but it feels so refreshing to finally see a Muslim player doing the same ritual but of Islamic nature on the international stage. I feel very proud. Especially after feeling disgusted of the blatant advert ism of the "I Belong to Jesus" shirt worn by Kaka' during the CL Final. He's a Brazillian who plays for an Italian club. Why is the message in English? Why not in Portugese or Italian?

So... go France!

Wow.. so many thoughts and emotions from a single match.

France 2-0 Ukraine

Next match I watched was the Latvia vs Spain Delayed at 0650

Hmm.. I don't know what to comment. It was kind of boring. The goals should have come sooner. But maybe the feeling comes from me being dead tired and sleepy and having to listen to a lousy commentator. Always saying the wrong player's name. Announcing the first goal was a David Villa's goal when in fact it was a Latvia's own goal and confusing between Xavi Hernandez and Xabi Alonso. Aiyya.. I'm a Liverpool fan who watch Xabi plays every week. I know his running style, his passing style. That is soo not Xabi Alonso!

But, seeing Xabi's smile after watching him cried at CL Final makes the sleepiness and tiredness worth it.. in a way. So, don't you dare sign for Barca Xabi!

Latvia 0-2 Spain

I did not watch the rest of the matches. But the Denmark vs Sweden? Has it really been decided that it's 0-3? What happened to Denmark's 3 goals? I know the red card and penalty is deserved. It was Poulsen's fault for punching Rosenberg at the first place. But abolishing all the Danish goals because of one stupid fan? It's a little bit unfair, I think. But it's the same referee from the CL Final. No wonder. The same ref who ended the match a full 30 seconds earlier. Allow me to be gleeful of his attack then.

Ahhh.. tomorrow is the same cycle again. Expect me to be nonexistent on Thursday.

Ole!

England 1 - 1 Brazil

Heh heh heh..

I thought it was a great match. England almost had a clean sheet if not for the very last minute equaliser by Diego.

I've said it countless times. Steve McClaren should've called Beckham back months ago. I think he's stooopid for dropping Becks on the first place. He's brilliant at dead balls. Look at the England's goal last night. He kicked the ball and bent it right at JT's head. He's brilliant. Plays unlike any other English players.

Owen has to work a little harder. There's the promise of his form, his header nearly went in, alas it was a little too high. But I believe in my first football crush, Michael James Owen. He'll regain his form back. He's the original Boy Wonder. He was the European Footballer of the Year.

Alas, the Man of the Match is my captain, Steven Gerrard. He is the screamer player last night. He played in an unnatural position, defensing deep. It shows his great flexibility and adaptability as a player. Crunching into tackles here and there, he kept Kaka' in his pocket. Heh heh heh. In your face, Kaka'!

Frank Lampard was okay, but not impressive. When Owen Hargreaves returns from injury he should be benched. Give Gerrard his original position back. That is where we can see a lot of his genius performances.

Go Inggerlanndd!!

England NT the way it should be

Tonight it's Germany, Spain and France matches. I'm officially dead.

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Watak Utama : Nafisah

Pelakon Tambahan (in chronological order) :

Achik
Pak Busu
Mak Usu
Mama
Mak Ina
Nadiah
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(Tak Nak! Alin Tak Nak!)

Good News

Owen and Beckham are back in the England squad!

*Run in the streets and scream*

Very looking forward to that friendly against Brazil now. But I have bad feelings about it. Against Kaka again? I don't dare speculate.

On the other hand, Xabi is staying. I don't care what others said. He Is Staying. And we are going to bring Fernando Torres to replace Fowler. He can have Fowler's squad number 9. He already has the number 9 tattooed on his wrist and the other 2 English clubs linked with him (Chelsea and MU) , already have players assigned with that number.

And, he wants to come to Liverpool. See?

You'll Never Walk Alone Nando.

This Devastation is Hard Earned

AC Milan 2 - 1 Liverpool

That was just so frustrating. It's heartbreaking. I'm so sad and gutted for all the Liverpool players.

To be fair, I thought we played really really well. We were attacking, had very good defending, especially on the first half. Kaka was reduced insignificant. I felt that we were more aggressive than the Milan players.

We were labeled the underdogs, but we fought really hard. There were chances, but no finishing touches. It just wasn't meant to be. Even though performance wise Liverpool were better. That's the nature of football.

I really really wanted them to win. I prayed hard for them. I was devastated when the full time whistle was blown.

Alas, I never lost hope on them. That's one thing that all Liverpool fans are known for. We never lost hope. It's in our song, it's in our heart. I was convinced that they could drag the game to extra time and then maybe penalty. But 3 minutes has never come too soon, and then, it's all over.

But, to be able to feel this devastation, it was because the team had made it possible. It's because we were so close to repeating the glory that we are known for, so close to lifting the trophy. It's because we've beaten many incredible teams on our road to Athens, we fought for it the hard way, we lost the title today on the 93th minute and not a moment sooner, that this devastation is acute, intense, pronounced.

And I'm proud to be this devastated. I'm proud that we lost only through fighting. Real hard. I'm proud that we never gave up.

I shall cry, and I shall suffer.
I will cry, and I will suffer.
But my belief is with them.

We are Liverpool. We are destined for greatness. Number six is only delayed.

I'm proud that I am a Liverpool fan and I shall be a Red for a very very long time to come.

You'll Never Walk Alone.

Ulang Tahun

Dalam leka-leka dan gusar-gusar memikir dan menantikan perlawanan akhir nanti, saya sudah terlupa yang blog ini sudah pun setahun.

Blog ini menyambut ulang tahun pertamanya 16 Mei lepas. Syabas Alin! Tahniah! Blog ini masih belum mati dan terkubur walaupun saya mempunyai ADD.

Dan setahun kemudian, saya masih lagi mati yang bermaruah. Tidak lama lagi akan jadi zombi.

Final

Sabtu lepas, Final FA Cup.
Agak teruja jugaklah nak menontonnya, sebab tiada lagi aksi EPL yang boleh ditonton. Lagipun, kunun-kununnya perlawanan antara 2 kelab terbaik Inggeris, Manchester United dan Chelsea. Pengulas-pengulas sukan pula mengatakannya perlawanan penentuan tempat ketiga Champions League. :D

Masa yang sama pula ada Konsert Akhir Akademi Fantasia 5. Saya sudah siap mengatakan pada emak yang "Hari ni nak tengok bola tau. Tak nak tengok konsert AF."

Tapi, lagi baik tengok konsert AF. Sebab FA Cup kali ini sangat bosan! Langsung tidak menghampiri kualiti Final musim lepas, "The Gerrard Final" di mana ada 1 gol sendiri yang Carra hadiahkan untuk West Ham, 5 gol lain yang 2 daripadanya hasil rembatan jarak jauh Kapten Steven Gerrard.

Ceh. Dan penyokong Manchester United boleh kata Liverpool punya gaya permainan yang membosankan.

Tapi, sekurang-kurangnya Chelsea menang. Dan saya memang menyokong Chelsea pun pada malam tu. Sebab sakit hati mendengar Alex Ferguson kata dia akan meraikan kemenangan AC Milan di Final CL nanti. Ceh. Sore loser.

Ya, sekurang-kurangnya Chelsea menang. Dan saya dapat melihat Prince William menghadiahkan piala. Dan Mila menang. Yeah.

Kemudian... esok pula Final Champions League. Saya memang tidak sabar menantikan hari esok. Tapi, gemuruhnya Tuhan saja yang tahu. Ada rama-rama (bukan lagu Ella) dalam perut. Tangan sudah mula sejuk aja.

Tapi, Liverpool pasti menang. Liverpool mesti menang. Kerana Liverpool rules Europe, dan saya sudah banyak sakitkan hati rakan-rakan penyokong Chelsea dan Manchester United dan mereka sudah berjanji akan 'bom' saya jika Liverpool kalah. Eleh.. jeles katalah jeles.

Tujuan lagu buat yang tercinta

Kepada Liverpool, yang akan berjumpa AC Milan pada 23 Mei 2007 di Athens untuk perlawanan akhir UEFA Champions League

Fikirkan Boleh

Jika kau fikirkan kau boleh
Kau pasti boleh melakukan
Jika kau fikirkan ragu-ragu
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Jika kau fikirkan kekalahan
Kau hampiri kegagalan
Jika kau fikirkan kemenangan
Kau hampiri kejayaan


























Engkaulah apa kau fikirkan
Terkandung dalam pemikiran
Berfikir boleh melakukan
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Percaya apa kau lakukan
Tabah apa kau usahakan
Bertindak atas kemampuan
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Kau Boleh!
Fikirkan Boleh!

Saya

dah cuti!

Saya sudah habis periksa
Periksa saya sudah habis
Habis sudah periksa saya

Sudah periksa... habis saya?

That just feels so good!

I love it when Liverpool wins. This particular winning is so very sweet because it's the first Liverpool winning with me watching in my own living room, in front of my own TV, my own Astro. No more cursing the lousy streaming of TVUPlayer.

My voice is all hoarse from screaming. I fidgeted during the 90+ minutes. If I'm the kind of person who bites nails, they will all be gone by now.

But it's all worth it.

Yeah.. yeah.. I love you too, Crouchy

Hahaha Arsenal! We're taking 3rd place now!

Takda Kerja

Setiap hari saya kagum dengan lagu-lagu yang ada di dalam komputer ini. Bila-bila saya malas untuk menekan hanya lagu-lagu yang saya mahu dengar, saya biarkan saja Windows Media Player memainkan lagu-lagu secara rawak. Dan hari ini, saya terjumpa lagu ini.


Aku bukan sinambungan kasihmu
Untuk engkau memenuhi rasa
Atau untuk melindungi kecewa
Setelah gagal bercinta

Aku bukan sinambungan rindumu
Menemani kesepianmu itu
Dan sebagaimana aku tahu
Kau tulis dalam buku harianmu

Sanggup kau memperdayakanku
Sanggup kau membohongi dirimu
Kau anggap cinta satu cerpen

Dengan pena engkau bermain
Kau pandai berpura
Hingga akhirnya aku terpedaya
Menjadi mangsa

Jangan ku dijadikan bahan sinambunganmu
Hanya untuk mengisi ruang hidupmu
Sebagai watak babak cintamu
Janganlah semuanya kau jadikan cerita
hingga akhirnya

Disuatu hari nanti pasti sinambunganmu
Akan terputus jua buat selamanya


Siapa pandai boleh menyanyi bersama. Siapa lagi pandai boleh teka nama lagu dan artis.

This one is dated 19th March actually

Just came back from home. Can you believe that? On Monday. On a class day. My roommate slept at my cousin's room last night. She said : "Kak Lin mesti tengah tengok Astro." My cousin's roommate added : "Mesti ada bola malam ni." "Uh huh." My cousin. She's the greatest ever. She picked me up this morning at the commuter station. My family has been very indulging with my obsession of Football (read Liverpool).

I just recently installed astro at my house. I've been begging my mom to install it for quite some time. I guess she finally relented when I dragged her to the mamak restaurant to watch the Liverpool vs Man U match. Which we lost, by the way. Bummer..

Back to last night's match. It was my first Liverpool match watching from my own living room. I was free to shout, throw cushions, doing all the necessary stress relievers when watching a lousy match. And that's what it was. A draw. We really need the 3 points to top Arsenal for the 3rd spot. Thank God Arsenal managed to lose their match with Everton. Although as a Liverpool fan I shouldn't say this, but here it goes : Thank you, Everton.

Yesterday, my two fabulous aunts took me and brothers out. Went to Sunway Pyramid. Went bowling. It's official that Siti Khadijah's off springs all have 'pengkau' hands. Except maybe Izzul who managed to get decent scores. But as average, we're pathetic lot. Our combined scores did not even reach 200. As my achik said, "Kalau Shalin tengok ni, tak boleh terima."


I think there is just no continuation whatsoever with my blog posts. Sometimes it's like a journal entry, sometimes specific thoughts, sometimes events in my life. Sometimes in Malay. Sometimes in English. What consistent is they both are in broken languages. Broken English and Malay.

Talking about events, two big events just happened in my life. The first, and most shattering was the lost of my grandfather. I think that needs another entry later. My grief runs too deep to be completely healed. I think I'll write a long entry to discuss what I'm feeling about it and that will also serve as my own therapy. I still occasionally burst into tears remembering my grandfather. When it happened I surprise even myself.

The other event is a good one. My favourite uncle is married now. I have a Mak Usu now. Haven't got the chance to bond with her yet. But I know I will soon. Although I may have lost someone who I can talk into watching Star Wars (or any other sci-fi films that I can't persuade others to go watch with) with me, I'm so happy for him. Just looking at his face I can know how happy he is. Just a pity that Mak Usu haven't managed to transfer school to Klang/Selangor from Tangkak yet. But, I believe she'll try to ask for transfer when the next transfer window is open (using inappropriate footie term because I don't know the right one) and Pak Busu and Mak Usu can be together sharpish (Stevie G's word from his autobiography that means 'immediately').

Oh.. stop my obsession now. I have tons of projects due in a meager 3 weeks.