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How to Reap the Rewards of Lailatul Qadr 1/2

The Reward for Lailatul Qadr

وَمَا أَدْرَاكَ مَا لَيْلَةُ الْقَدْرِ . لَيْلَةُ الْقَدْرِ خَيْرٌ مِنْ أَلْفِ شَهْرٍ

And what will make you know what the Night of Al-Qadr (Decree) is? The Night of the Decree is better than a thousand months (i.e. worshipping Allah in that night is better than worshipping Him a thousand months). [97: 2-3]

This blessed night was given to our ummah as a special gift upon the concern of the Prophet for the short lives of his people in comparison with those who lived before. Thus whatever is done on this blessed night will be recorded for the sincere Muslim as if he had done the same deeds without sinning for one thousand months, which is the equivalent of 83 years and four months! This was among the reasons why the Prophet (saas) said that whoever was deprived of the good of this night was truly deprived:

Abu Hurairah (ra) who said: The Messenger of Allah (saas) said: "There has come to you Ramadan, a blessed month which Allah has enjoined you to fast ... In it there is a night which is better than a thousand months, and whoever is deprived of its goodness is indeed deprived." (Sahih - Nasaa'i, Ahmad)

فعن أبي هريرة رضي الله عنه عن النبي صلى الله عليه وسلم أنه قال

من قام ليلة القدر إيماناً واحتساباً غفر له ما تقدم من ذنبه

It was narrated from Abu Hurairah (ra) that the Prophet (saas) said: "Whoever spends the night of Lailatul Qadr in prayer out of faith and in the hope of reward, will be forgiven his previous sins."

In this authentic hadith, special care must be paid to his statement (saas) "out of faith and in hope of the reward". This shows us the importance of purifying both the intention and our sincerity, praying to Allah with full belief in Him and seeking His great reward.

continue Part 2- What to Do on this Blessed Night





Islamic Jokes Part 2/2


An old woman came to the Prophet (sallallahu `alayhi wa sallam) and said: "O Messenger of Allah, pray to Allah (subhanahu wa ta`ala) that I will enter Paradise." He said jokingly, "O Mother of So-and-so, no old women will enter Paradise." The old woman went away crying, so the Prophet (sallallahu `alayhi wa sallam) said, "Tell her that she will not enter Paradise as an old woman, for Allah (subhanahu wa ta`ala) says: (We have created [their Companions] of special creation, and made them virgin-pure [and undefiled]) (Qur'an 56:35-36)." Reported by al-Tirmidhi, it is hasan because of the existence of corroborating reports.



An elderly lady was well-known for her Iman and for her confidence in talking about it. She would stand in front of her house and say Alhamdulilah "Allah be praised" to all those who passed by. Next door to her lived an atheist who would get so angry at her proclamations he would shout, "There ain't no Lord!!" Hard times came upon the elderly lady, and she prayed for Allah to send her some assistance. She would pray out loud in her night prayer" Oh Allah! I need food!! I am having a hard time, please Lord, PLEASE LORD, SEND ME SOME GROCERIES!!" The atheist happened to hear her as she was praying, and decided to play a prank on her. The next morning the lady went out on her porch and noted a large bag of groceries and shouted, "Alhamdulilah, Allah be praised!." The neighbor jumped from behind a bush and said, "Aha! I told you there was no Lord. I bought those groceries, God didn't." The lady started jumping up and down and clapping her hands and said, "ALHAMDULILAH WA SHUKRILLAH”. He not only sent me groceries, but he made the devil pay for them!"


"When I was in the desert," said Nasruddin one day, "I caused an entire tribe of horrible and bloodthirsty bedouins to run."

"However did you do it?" asked a person.

"Easy. I just ran, and they ran after me."


An Imam was selling his horse in the market. An interested buyer came to him and requested if he could get a test drive. The Imam told the man that this horse is unique. In order to make it walk, you have to say Subhanallah. To make it run, you have to say Alhamdulillah and to make it stop, you have to say Allahu Akbar. The man sat on the horse and said Subhanallah. The horse started to walk. Then he said Alhamdulillah and it started to run. He kept saying Alhamdulillah and the horse started running faster and faster. All of a sudden the man noticed that the horse is running towards the edge of the hill that he was riding on. Being overly fearful, he forgot how to stop the horse. He kept saying all these words out of confusion. When the horse was just near the edge, he remembered Allahu Akbar and said it out loud. The horse stopped just one step away from the edge. The man took a deep breath, looked up towards the sky and said Alhamdulillah!


True Incident: The incident took place in South Asia. A man was offering salah in his house. He was praying as fast as he could as many of us do. All of a sudden, he heard the door behind him open. Since, someone entered the room, he started making his ruku and sujud longer. Upon completion of the salah, he looked back to see who it was. To his amazement, it was a dog!


Two men were on a plane on a business trip when a Muslim couple boarded the plane and were seated right in front of them. The two men, eager to have some fun, started talking loudly. "My boss is sending me to Saudi Arabia", the one said, "But I don't want to go...too many Muslims there!" The Muslim couple noticeably heard and grew uncomfortable. The other guy laughed, "Oh, yeah, my boss wanted to send me to Pakistan but I refused...WAY too many Muslims!" Smiling, the first man said, "One time I was in Iran but I HATED the fact that there were so many Muslims!" The couple fidgeted. The other guy responded, "Oh, yeah...you can't go ANYWHERE to get away from them...the last time I was in FRANCE I ran into a bunch of them too!" The first guy was laughing hysterically as he added, "That is why you'll never see me in Indonesia...WAY too many Muslims!" At this, the Muslim man turned around and responded politely, "Why don't you go to Hell?", he asked, "I hear there's not very many Muslims THERE!"



Dari Anak Mak Yang Dah Tak Nakal..

Salam,
Selamat Membaca, sedih + pilu...

Mak.....
Terlalu bosan rasaa duduk membilang hari.....
Dah hampir sepuluh bulan mak pergi,
Rasanya baru semalam mak peluk kiter kan sejuk syahdu masih terasa lagi nih....

Mak tau tak.....
itu lah pertama kali mak peluk anak mak yang nakal ni sejak kiter
dewasa...... dan itu juga terakhir kali nya.
Emmmm...rupanya mak dah tau mak nak pergi jauh.....
nak tinggal kan anak2 mak....... nak tinggal kan dunia fana ni.....
mak macam dah sedia.....
Seminggu sebelum tu.....
mak dah menganyam tikar mengkuang 3 helai.......
Akak kata sampai ke pagi mak anyam tikar tuu....
tanpa rasa mengantuk, tanpa rasa letih.....
kakak pun rasa hairan.....
mak tak penah buat gitu.....
pastu mak pasang radio kecil di sebelah mak.....
tapi mak seolah2 tak sedar bahawa rancangan radio tu siaran siam ......
kengkadang siaran indonesia ..
mak terus tekun menganyam...
Rupanya tikar yang telah mak siapkan tu di gunakan untuk mengiringi mak ke kuburan...

Pastu mak sapu sampah sekeliling rumah bersih2....
pastu mak jemur karpet-karpet. ..
pastu mak ubahkan sofa ke tempat lain..
mak biarkan ruang tu kosong..
rupanya kat situ jenazah mak diletakkan..
paling menarik sekali mak bgtau kat maner sume duit dan barang kemas mak..
ada kat dalam almari...... .
ada kat dalam dalam beg.....
ada dalam ASB.....
ada kat dalam Tabung Haji..
mak cakap tak berapa cukup lagi....
ada kat dalam gulung tikar.....
masa tu mak perasan takk..??
kiter gelak sakan bila mak bgtau duit dalam gulung tikar...
kiter kata mak ni memang pesenn lama laaa...
mak cuma gelak jer...
eeemmm..bahagiaa nya saat ituu..

Mak.....
Hari tu hari sabtu 18/08/1999 pukul 3 petang mak tiba2 sakit perut......
bila malam tu kiter sampai dari KL.....
mak dah dalam kesakitan.
Akak dan abang kat kampong semua dah pujuk.....
mak tetap takmau pi hospital.... .
dan cuma tinggal giliran kiter sahaja yang belum pujuk..
Mak kata mak takmau duduk dalam hospital.... .
tapi kiter berkeras juga pujukk..
nanti di hospital ada doktor...
ada ubat untuk mak..
kat rumah kami hanya mampu sapu minyak dan urut jer..

Mak tetap tak bersetuju... ..
mak memang degil...
tak salah, anak mak yang ni pon mengikut perangai mak tu..
Tapi akhirnya bila melihat keadaan mak makin teruk....
mak sakit perut sampai nak sentuh perut mak pon sakit
kami adik beradik sepakat hantar juga mak ke hospital.... ...

Mak.....
amponkan kami semua...
kami nak mak sehat...
kami sayang mak...
kami tak mau mak sakit...
kami terpaksa juga hantar mak ke hospital....
ampon kan kami yer mak....

Mak.....
Malam itu abang bawa mak ke hospital
dan itu lah pertama dan terakhir kali mak naik kereta kiter.......
Masih terbayang betapa ceria dan gembiranya mak,
kiter kata nak beli kereta....
Mak asyik tanya ajer..
cukup ker duitt..
kiter jawab pula...
kalau tak cukup, mak kan banyak duit...
mak gelak ajerr......
Lepas tu bila kereta kiter sampai....
mak buat kenduri kesyukuran.. ....
Dan kiter masih ingat lagi...
bila kiter eksiden terlanggar Ah-Chong naik motor......
Punya la kiter takut...
kiter warning kakak kiter jangan sesekali bgtau kat mak......
Bila balik sahaja kampong....
kiter cepat-cepat simpan keta dalam garaj.....
Tapi mak perasan juga bumper depan kemek...
mak tanya kenapa...... ?
Selamba jerr kiter jawab terlangar pokok bunga.....

Mak.....
tujuan kiter menipu tu supaya mak tak risau...
Maafkan kiter kerana sampai mak pergi mak tak tau hal sebenar...
mak, kiter menipu mak kan ...
ampon kan kiter....

Mak.....
Jam 4.30 pa gi 19/08 /2006
Bila tiba aja kat hospital....
nurse tengah balut mak dengan kain putih......
mak mesti nampak kiter jatuh terduduk di lantai hospital.... .
Mesti mak nampak abang cium dahi mak.....
Mesti mak nampak akak baca doa untuk mak....
Mesti mak nampak adik terduduk kat kerusi kat sudut itu...
mesti mak nampak semua tu kann...kann. .kannn

Mak tau tak.....
Pagi tu balik dari hospital jam 5.20 pagi kiter mamandu dalam keadaan separuh sedar...
Adik kat sebelah diam melayan perasann....
Kenangan bersama mak berputar dalam kepala ini...
jalan di depan terasa makin kelam.....
airmata dah tak mampu di tahan....
Masa tu seandainya apa-apa terjadi di jalan itu kiter rela...
Namun alhamdulillah akhirnya kiter sampai juga...
di sebab kan pagi masih awal, jadi jalan tu lenggang..
kosong. ...sekosong hati ini.....
Sepanjang perjalanan terasa kedinginan subuh itu lain benar suasananya..
........ terasa syahdu dan sayu...dinginnnn. ....

Mak.....
Kiter masih ingat lagi....
Kiter baca AlQuran kat tepi mak temankan mak....
Jam 11.00 pagi mak di mandi kan ....
Anak2 mak yang pangku masa mak mandi....
Mak mesti rasa betapa lembut nya kami mengosok seluruh tubuh mak.....
Kiter gosok kaki mak perlahan lahan......
Mak perasan tak.....?

Makcik yang mandikan mak tu pujuk kiter.....
Dia kata...." dikk...jangan nangis....kalau sayang mak jangan buat
gitu...jangan nangis ya.." Bila makcik tu kata gitu...
lagi laaaa laju airmata ni..
tapi kiter kawal supaya tak menitik atas mak....

Mak......
Sampai takat ini surat ni kiter tulis......
kiter nangis ni......
Ni kat dlm bilik...baru pukul 4.00 pagi.....
Takder orang yang bangun lagi......
kiter dengar nasyid tajuk "anak soleh" kiter sedih...
kiter rindu kat mak..!
Takpa la.....
nanti bila kita selesai sembanyang subuh,
kiter baca yassin untuk mak....
mak tunggu ya....!
Mak..
Sebelum muka mak di tutup buat selamanya... .
Semua anak2 mak mengelilingi mak...
menatap wajah mak buat kali terakhir.... .
Semua orang kata mak seolah2 senyum aja...
Mak rasa tak....
masa tu kiter sentuh dahi mak....
kiter rasa sejukkkk sangat dahi makk.......
Kiter tak mampu nak cium mak...
kiter tak daya....
kiter tuliskan kalimah tauhid kat dahi mak dengan air mawar....
Airmata kiter tak boleh tahan....
Mak mesti ingat kan yang anak mak ni jadi imam solat jenazah untuk mak....
tapi kite suruh tok imam bacakan doa sebab kite
sebak....
Jam 12 tengahari mak diusung keluar dari rumah......
Akak pula dah terkulai dlm pelukan makcik...
badan akak terasa panas...

makk...
anak mak yang seorang tu demam....
Mak tauu....
cuma akak sorang saja anak mak yang tak mengiringi mak ke tanah
perkuburan.. .
Mak.....
Hari2 ku lalui tanpa kewujudan mak lagi....
Begitu terasa kehilangan mak...
boleh kata setiap malam selepas maghrib anak mak ini berendam airmata...
Dan sampai satu tahap....
masa tu malam jumaat selepas maghrib...
Selepas kiter baca yassin ngan kawan-kawan. ....
entah kenapa biler kat bilik kiter keluarkan gambar2 mak pastu apa lagi....
semakin kiter tenung terasa semakin sayu...
tangisan tak dapat dibendung...

Mak tauu...
kiter cuba bertahan.... .
memujuk diri sendiri tapi tak juga reda...
Kiter rasa nak telefon mak...
nak cakap dengan mak....
anak mak yang ni dah tak betul kan ..?
Dan akhirnya dalam sedu sedan itu kiter telefon kampong...
Kiter cakap dengan kakak..kiter nangis lagi....
Puas la kakak memujuk kiter...
Akak kata..." tak baik laa nangis aje..doa lah untuk mak.."
Dan akhirnya akak juga nangis......
Mak tau tak..
di saat itu kerinduan terasa menusuk sehingga ke hulu hati....
rasa nyilu sangat...
menusuk-nusuk sehingga terasa begitu sakit dalam dada ni.....
Sampai sekarang bila kerinduan itu menjelma...
hanya sedekah al-fatihah kiter berikan.....

Mak....
cukup la sampai sini dulu....
kawan kiter dah ketuk pintu bilik tu.....
kejap lagi kami nak pergi solat subuh kat masjid.....
selalunya, kiter yang bawak mak naik motor kan ....
kali ni kiter jalan kaki dengan kawan pulak....
esok kiter ingat nak tulis surat kat ayah pula....
Mula2 kiter tak tau nak hantar mana surat nih...
pastu kawan kiter bgtau...
simpan je buat kenangan..
Kiter cuma tau alamat ni aje...
Takper yer mak...
kiter kasi orang lain baca...
Kiter stop dulu...
sebab kawan kiter dah lama tunggu tu...
akhir kata untuk mak,

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

dan jutaan terima kasih kerana membesarkan kiter...
memberi seluruh kasih sayang dari kecil sampai masuk sekolah..
sampai masuk unibesiti...
sampai kiter boleh rase naik kapal terbang....
boleh rasa duduk kat negara orang...
sampai akhir hayat ini jasa mak tak akan mampu kiter balas...

Sekian terima kasih,

Yang Benar Anak mak yang dah tak degil