DON'T LOVE YOUR JUNK

MAY PEACE BE UPON YOU



YOU KNOW WHAT.......

YOUR DESCENDANTS DO NOT NEED 90% OF YOUR JUNK.....

SOOOOOO........

GIVE AWAY YOUR JUNK TO PEOPLE WHO REALLY NEED THEM.....

PREFERABLY WHEN YOU ARE STILL ALIVE!

SECANGKIR KOPI SEPOTONG KUIH

Dengan nama Allah yang Maha Pemurah lagi Maha Penyayang.


Kutemui seorang makcik di sebuah hospital swasta beberapa tahun lalu. Hospital ketika itu umpama rumah kedua lantaran anak2ku semua menghidapi asma. Peliknya aku tidak ingat kenapa dia berada di situ. Adakah dia seorang pesakit atau menjaga pesakit. Tidak kuingati.

Namun yang benar2 kuingati ialah kata2 melankoliknya. Kata2 seorang perindu, Perindu yang merindui suaminya. Suaminya telah meninggal dunia setahun yang lalu.

" Suami makcik sahabat karib makcik"
" Oh...begitu"
" Memang lah kami pernah bergaduh. Mana ada suami isteri yang tak bergaduh."
" Betul.."
" Tiap2 petang makcik masih menyediakan secangkir kopi dan kuih kegemarannya."
" Tiap2 petang?"
" Tiap2 petang makcik akan duduk dan minum petang di depan rumah dan bercakap seolah-olah dia   ada disisi"
 " Hmm...?" Mataku mula membulat dan aku  perlahan2 mahu bingkas bangun namun terhenti bila dia berkata...
" Makcik masih siuman tapi cara begitu memberi ketenangan kepada makcik. Pasti yang utama doa yang makcik kirimkan dan memastikan anak2 menjadi anak2 yang soleh."
" Semoga Allah menerima doa dan amalan makcik"
" Ni nasihat makcik. Hargailah suami kita semasa dia hidup. Bila dia tak ada barulah kita tahu apa maksud kekosongan..."
" InsyaAllah makcik."

Perbualan kami terhenti di situ kerana itu sahaja yang aku ingat tentang dia. Moga Allah pertemukan makcik itu dengan suaminya di syurga yang abadi....

In the name of God the Most Beneficent the Most Merciful


ALLAH    DOES  NOT  WISH

                 TO  IMPOSE  HARDSHIP  UPON

                                  YOU

RATHER  HE  WISHES  TO  PURIFY  YOU
  
                               AND  TO

           COMPLETE   HIS  BLESSINGS  UPON  YOU
 

AND  IN  ORDER  THAT  YOU  MAYBE



                              THANKFUL. 

                                                            surah al-Maidah : 6

THE SCENT OF FLOWERS

May peace be upon you.

I first saw these flowers in front of somebody's house. Well I thought to myself wow! What beautiful flowers. So, I bought the plant for 6 quid, ok, 6 ringgit and planted it right in front of my house as a border plant.

Sure enough for this hardy plant, it thrives and flowers in no time at all. I have no idea what is the name of the flower until my mother came and casually said "oh.. you plant Harum Sundal Malam"

"What!" I exclaimed. In Malay we have this saying if you're suprise -'terkejut katak' roughly translated as 'shock as a frog'. That is what I felt when she said the flower's name is Harum Sundal Malam.

 Harum Sundal Malam means Scent of The Night Whore. Again, wow! Our forefathers couldn't be more explicit and expletive. What were our ancestors thinking of naming the flower with such a name? There are children around. If my young son asked me the name of the flower, I'm going to lie and invent a new name for it.

However I could understand why they call it Harum Sundal Malam. The scent of the flowers is stronger at night. When they are in full bloom, the fragrance will permeate through the whole house. The chilling thing about the scent, well... sometimes it smells really nice but sometimes it smells...like a dead corpse. Seriously...

When we were children if we smelled this scent while walking at night especially in a deserted area or a cemetery, we just ran helter-skelter. Many Malaysians believe it is the scent of a 'pontianak', a woman vampire!

But it turns out my mum was wrong. It is not Harum Sundal Malam. I'm relieved! At least I don't have to lie to my son. The correct name for the flower is Akar Dani. Another name for it is Drunken Sailor. Don"t ask me why... Maybe they were drunk.

This is how Harum Sundal Malam looks like...

I like planting fruit trees rather than flowers because flowers beautiful as they are, withered so easily. The only other flowers I ever  planted were snowdrops, bluebells and daffodils in front of my  house when I lived in Birmingham, UK. I planted them because they reminded me of the sea of snowdrops and bluebells I witnessed every time I walked through  Bute Park  near Cardiff Castle every early spring. Then came the pretty daffodils. What a spectacular sight, subhanaAllah.

God, The Almighty Creator made all things so beautiful and majestic . Be grateful we still have our sight and smell  to enable us to admire all these. SPRING HAS SPRUNG... 

AKU KAYA

Dengan nama Allah yang Maha Pemurah lagi Maha Penyayang

Adakah anda rasa bahagia bila anda kaya

               Atau

Rasa kaya bila anda bahagia....?

THE 'RAMBO' WIFE

May peace be upon you.

S told me that she was in the verge of an argument with her husband one day.

"I was ready just like Rambo with all the machine guns, bazookas and rocket launchers"

Guys who are slow, she meant arguing fiercely and mercilessly not real guns...

"And when the battle started, yes, I fired words with salvo at him...continuously attacking everything I could think of. But, he just sat there saying and doing nothing...So... why do I feel I just lost the war?!'

Hmm...interesting. I guess that's the power of.......  PATIENCE.

HUGS N KISSES

May peace be upon you

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Give somebody who needs a hug , a big warm hug today. 

Especially to those who are feeling a little bit under the weather....