Sambal tumis udang petai

I have been craving this for so long! Thanks mum :-)

On The Floor

Let’s dance!

Friendship.

I have learned many things regarding friendship. I’d like to share some scenarios with you and yes, it is still about friendship.

 

Scenario A

The person who I think my best friend but then always busy with work and lover. Call me when needed and meet me when the lover is not around. I mean, most of the time. It was not like this before. Time can change everything. Now, I believe.

 

Scenario B

The person who I knew since I was in college and always feel insecure. Insecure about someday I will be kidnapped by other friends and abandon him/her. Took wrong option by badmouthing about what I’m doing and my relationship with another friend which force me to make a decision –- stay away.

 

Scenario C

The person who I knew pretty long time but he/she is emotional imbalance. Used to be worse but getting better. Feels insecure about friends around will get new friend and he/she will lose them. Make small problems bigger and explode (throw tantrum) to everybody.

 

Scenario D

The person who looks strict and serious which make me think he/she is firm. But I am wrong. He/she is emotional imbalance and could react without rational. Too bad friendship for him/her is like an airport you just come and go with emotion.

 

Scenario E

The person who is lack of confidence. Always create stories about relationship. Dream about things that hardly can be achieved. I know, if you want to dream, dream big. But please do not be too impossible.

 

Scenario F

The person always take advantage on me. Gives me empty promises and selfish. You got me once but not twice.

 

Scenario G

The person is very understanding and easy going. Always happy and do tolerate most of the time. Not selfish and very helpful. I guess this is the one everyone is seeking?  All the best.

 

… and the list goes on.

 

What do you think about friendship? Share with me your opinion.

Dot Red card

Red Box card. You should have one. RM50 for whole life. You get 3 free entrance. You get these vouchers. So worth it :) oh yea. This dot red can earn points and can redeem with wonderful items.

Don’t cry Joni

Di sebalik kematian Saiful Syazani

Kematian adik Saiful Syazani Saiful Sopfidee telah menggemparkan Negara. Pembawaan carita oleh media telah mengejutkan semua pihak termasuk saya yang menjadi mangsa kepada penceritaan media berkenaan isu tersebut. Peristiwa berlaku apabila seorang guru agama sebuah sekolah dikatakan telah mendera seorang pelajar berusia 7 tahun hingga menyebabkan kematian pelajar tersebut.(gambar sekolah Al-furqan, tempat kejadian )

Boleh kita baca bagaimana 'jahat'nya guru tersebut dengan pendedahan media seperti,

"Selepas memukul kepala, suspek dikatakan `naik hantu' dan menggoncang badan mangsa serta menolaknya dengan kuat ke dinding yang dipercayai punca utama murid itu mengalami pendarahan dalam kepala dan komplikasi jantung" – harian metro- (boleh baca lanjut dengan tajuk, cikgu ambil nyawa )

"Saiful Syazani meninggal dunia selepas tiga hari dilaporkan koma, akibat dibelasah guru yang juga seorang warden di sekolah agama persendirian selepas disyaki mencuri RM7 di asrama sekolah. Dalam kejadian Khamis lalu itu, mangsa diikat kedua-dua tangan pada tingkap dan dibelasah bertalu-talu sebelum dihempas ke dinding hingga menyebabkannya mengalami pendarahan organ dalaman" – JPM Malaysia -

Setelah kita mengikuti kes tersebut melalui media yagn membuat liputan, maka kita telah menghukum dengan rasminya bahawa sungguh jijik dan jahat perbuatan guru tersebut.

Namun disana, saya masih curiga akan kisah yang berlaku. Dengan izin dan kesempatan yang diberikan Allah, telah menggerakkan hati saya dan pimpinan GAMIS ( Akram dan Nazry ) melawat tempat kejadian dan rumah arwah di Jejawi, Perlis. Kami kesana atas kerja rasmi GAMIS dan berkesempatan menziarahi rumah arwah.

CERITA SEBENAR

Setibanya kami di sekolah berkenaan, ustaz waqar ( sahabat baik kepada guru agama yang dituduh 'membunuh')menyambut kami dengan mesra dan penuh ukhwah. Kami terus dibawa kerumah ayah angkat arwah terletak lebih kurang 6km dari sekolah berkenaan. Sepanjang perjalanan, ustaz waqar telah mencerikan kisah sebanar kejadian.

" adik saiful(arwah) merupakan seorang yang mesra dengan orang. Dia agak aktif disekolah dan pernah menjadi Johan pertandingan azan PASTI peringkat negeri Perlis(gambar hadiah yang dimenangi). Setelah masuk ke darjah 1, dia tinggal diasrama. Namun timbul beberapa kes disiplin sepanjang adik ni tinggal diasrama hinggalah pada kemuncaknya dia didapati mencuri wang rakannya berjumlah RM7. Maka dia telah dipanggil oleh ustaz (yang dituduh) yang merupakan warden asrama ke bilik warden. Ustaz telah bertanya kepada adik saiful tentang kecurian wang rakannya, dan dia mengaku berbuat demikian. Semasa pertanyaan diajukan, ustaz berkenaan telah mengikat kedua-dua tangan adik saiful dibahagian hadapan, bukan belakang. Namun sepanjang berada dibilik warden tersebut, TIDAK ADA penderaan fizikal yang berlaku sebagimana yang dilaporkan.

Sebaliknya ikatan tangan tersebut dibuka setelah ustaz berkenaan ingin keluar dan mengurung adik saiful dalam bilik berkenaan. Setelah 2 jam ditinggalkan, seorang lagi warden, ustaz y telah membuka bilik berkenaan dan mendapati adik saiful terbaring diatas toto sambil menggigil. Mulanya ustaz y mengesyaki adik saiful terkena sawan dan kacing gigi, namun beliau sendiri tidak pasti akan penyakit yang menyerang. Lantas ustaz Y terus membawa adik saiful ke hospital Kangar, namun pihak hospital tidak dapat menerima pesakit kerana banjir melanda Bandar Kangarpada masa itu. Seterusnya adik saiful dibawa ke Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah Alor Star dan terus dimasukkan ke wad ICU.

Pada malam kejadian itu juga ustaz h telah menemui ayah angkat adik saiful dan memohon maaf atas kesilapan dia mengurung arwah selama 2 jam. Sebelum ustaz h pergi kehospotal, dia terkejut dengan berita bahawa adik saiful dimasukkan ke icu, lantas dia terus menunaikan solat hajat".

Selang 3 hari dari hari kejadiaan, adik Saiful dipanggil oleh Allah untuk mengadapnya pada jam 8pagi hari ahad."

Begitulah cerita sebenar kejadian kematian adik saiful yang telah diceritakan oleh rakan baik ustaz h. Kami terus pening kerana banyak percanggahan maklumat yang dibaca melalui media sebelum daripada itu. Kami terus sampai kerumah Abang Zamri(ayah angkat adik saiful). Ketibaan kami disambut mesra oleh abang zamri yang kelihatan pasrah dan redha akan ketentuanNya. Adik saiful tinggal bersama keluarga Abang Zamri sejak umur 2 tahun setengah, setelah bapa adik saiful tidak mahu membelanya setelah kematian ibu adik saiful. " dia seorang yang berani dan tak takut apa yang orang kata. Dia memang keras dan keberanian dia tak padan dengan umur dia" cerita abang zamri.

Setelah setengah jam berbual dengan abang zamri, kami pun memohon izin untuk pulang. GAMIS sempat menyampaikan sedikit bantuan kepada abang zamri atas musibah yang menimpa. Kami doakan agar abang zamri dan keluarga tabah dan sabar menempuh ujian yang mendatang. ( gambar Abang Zamri, senyum tanda terima kasih )

Semasa perjalan pulang, ustaz waqar sempat menyambung ceritanya tadi. Beliau turut mengaitkan kes ini telah menjadi suatu isu politik kepartian kerana sekolah berkenaan adalah dibawah parti PAS. Maka sebab itu, pelbagai cerita pelik yang timbul. Saya rasakan apa yang diceritakan oleh ustaz w adalah benar setelah melihat laporanforensik yang diberitakan bahawa punca kematian adik saiful adalah kerana kekurangan oksigen dan pendarahan dalam otak. Maka pelbagai kemungkinan boleh berlaku, namun nyata sekali tidak ada kesan LEBAM akibat pukulan yang berlaku sebagimana yang dilaporkan oleh media. Lihat laporan ini, meniggal akibat kekurangan oksigen.

Kami juga dibawa melihat bilik warden yang dikatakan tempat adik saiful dikurung oleh warden berkenaan. Bilik tersebut bukan hanya pejabat, bahkan tempat tidur ustaz berkenaan. Banyak lagi persoalan yang timbul disebalik kejadian berkenaan, namun Allah sahaja yang mengetahui kebenarannya.

Apa yang sangat menyedihkan ialah apabila masyarakat telah 'menghukum mati' peribadi ustaz berkenaan yang hanya dituduh dan ditohmah oleh media yang sanga berat sebelah. Yang lebih teruk lagi bila politikus menjadikan isu ini sebagai senjata politik hingga mendesak sekolah agama berkenaan ditutup.

GAMIS bukan membela tindakan ustaz bekenaan, namun apa yang kami harapkan ialah keadilan mesti diberikan kepada mereka yang terlibat. Media jangan cepat mnghukum hingga masyarakat pada hari ini memberi tanggapan yang sangat negatif kepada sekolah agama rakyat. GAMIS juga mendesak agar jangan libatkan politik yang melampau dalam kes ini hinggalah mahkamah yang menentukan siapa yang bersalah dalam kes berkenaan. Kita doakan agar keadialan diberikan kepada mereka yang berhak, dan pembalasan yang sepatutunya kepada yang zalim.

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Restoran Sri Idaman

I ate at Restoran Sri Idaman for dinner just now :)

As usual, we seek for lala (clamp) for our favourite dish – black pepper. Too bad (since last week), they had no lala tonight :( I think they have the best lala in Penang!

How I miss this :(

So, we still order the dish that we usually eat:

It’s Belitung or some people call it Siput Sedut. Here, we never try other style of cooking instead of masak lemak cili api. You should try this!

The Pari Asam Pedas was good. I thought they cook it in Malacca style but I was wrong. It was Penang style but delicious of course :) My first try.

Here is the map if anyone interested to try.

Maybe I will be a flogger again this year :)

I will see the response. If it’s good. Then I will keep writing about food.

International Business

Today is my first paper for final exam -- International Business. It was hard. To be honest, I didn't do enough preparation :(

Hope I can pass :(

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Update Twitter via Facebook Status?

Oh I’m so happy right now after trying so hard to solve this problem visiting so many website today and I solved it at last :)

I bet many of you know how to update your Facebook status via Twitter but it’s hard to make it works otherwise.

I found this useful a useful website from a forum. (Click here)

Then, I gave myself a try at the website given. (Click here)

In the website, what you need to do is paste the Profile link (login into your Facebook account and click Profile – then copy the link in the address box and paste in the website given where there is a box).

Click at the small box to tick for “This is my Facebook account”.

Click submit.

Copy the link given.

Go to Twitterfeed website. (Click here)

Paste the link that you copied from the website before into the box for RSS.

Follow the simple instructions.

Oh yea, do not forget to link with your Twitter account :)

Good luck!

I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.

Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn’t love her anymore.I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release.

The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's
notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of
her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realised she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was greying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me. She had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.

Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time
to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I wouldn't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realise that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote; I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah..blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.

(Source: email)

Pas apologises for religious pupil's death

KANGAR: Perlis PAS today apologised to all Malaysians over a seven-year-old pupil's death two days after he was allegedly severely punished by an ustaz (religious teacher) at the party-run Sekolah Rendah Islam Al Furqanm in Jejawi, near here.

State PAS commissioner Hashim Jasin said the party also wished to apologise to all teachers over the tragic incident which had tarnished the image and public perception of teachers.

Saiful Syazani Saiful Sopfidee died at Sultanah Bahiyah Hospital in Alor Setar last Sunday after he was believed to have been assaulted by the ustaz, who was also the school hostel's warden, on Thursday during an investigation into a theft case.

"The incident is shocking to us after having been running the school for 25 years now," said Hashim after attending the state assembly sitting, here, today.

Hashim, who is also Sanglang assemblyman, said Perlis PAS hoped for a thorough investigation into the case in seeking justice for all concerned.

The chairman of the school's Board of Governors, Rus'sele Eizan, said they had taken appropriate measures to ensure that all the learning institutions owned by the party (PAS) were smoothly run and safe for everyone.

Meanwhile, Arau Umno division chief and former Perlis menteri besar Datuk Seri Shahidan Kassim hoped that all religious schools appoint only eligible teachers to ensure that such an incident would not recur.

"All the teachers hired must go through proper teacher training even though they are academically highly qualified," he said.

(Source: TheMalayMail)

 

What say you?

Just like this.

Yes, I want my body to be built just like this.

I have high metabolism. I play badminton 3-4 times a week. I do push up and sit up.

Soon… I hope :)