DON’T LET YOUR BUT GET BIGGER THAN YOUR WHY

Life has a way of pushing us over if we let it. One of the main antidotes against being a pushover is to know what we truly want out of life. This comes down to a decision to choose you. The most difficult phase of life is not when others do not understand you. It’s really when you don’t understand yourself.


What do you want out of life? What is your vision for your future? What are your strengths and passions? Where are you in your current state of life? The happiest and most successful people I’ve encountered are those who have broken the chains of procrastination. They might have been stuck at one point of their lives, but they didn’t stay stuck. It’s common to come up with excuses why we can’t move forward. It usually starts out with the word “but”, and redirects any focus on our “whys”. The “buts” keep us stuck.

In my opinion, Who Are You? What Do You Want?, we define stuck-ness as a regression of the imagination, the feeling that things will always be the way they are right now. A vision for your future and an acceptance of your current reality is the best way to get unstuck.

Don’t leave yourself out of your life! Believe in you. Listen to your soul. Trust your instincts. And don’t leave your true friends out of your life either. When we have a picture of the future and understand our current position, a drive is created. Our friends–our mutual supporters–are more than available to help us on our journey. Our personal courage becomes contagious to those around us.

Below are five examples of women who used our four-dimensional model. Each one of them could have had a hundred reasons why they didn’t have time or enough money to follow their passions. They already had commitments and responsibilities. Yet they overcame their fears. Here’s their story in brief1.

Trudy was a divorced single mom stuck in a job as a waitress. She went back to school, got her degree, and was eventually nominated for Teacher of The Year by the San Diego School District for her work with “at risk” high school students.

Melanie was a single mom whose mother and sister were murdered before her eyes by her stepfather. Her son was killed by the boy he was mentoring. She now motivates harden young criminals to reverse their lives and created M.A.T.F.A. (Mentoring, A Touch From Above).

Choelene, was a United Airlines pilot whose life was miraculously spared from 9/11. It caused her to pause and reflect. She found new meaning in the life she already had. She, along with her partner, reached out to help and build a community center in Mississippi for the survivors of Katrina.

Rachel, with severe ADD, struggled through college and ended up teaching children with learning disabilities. She has an incredible passion for this work, and she resolved to do what she wanted.

Vicki was a divorced mother. She is now a business consultant, author, and speaker. She is a coach for Nike, Toyota, Gap, Merrill Lynch, etc. She completely altered her life from that of a teacher and assistant principal to discover her “why”, and now teaches leaders and managers instead of children.

These women could have come up with a hundred reasons why they didn’t have time or money to follow their passions. After all, they already had commitments and ongoing responsibilities. They overcame their fears and developed the confidence to follow their passions. In most cases it entailed learning a new skill or applying an existing skill in another context. In every case they answered the question, “Who are you and what do you want?”

Their advice? Don’t let your “but” get bigger than your “why”. This enabled them to break through the chains of procrastination. Even if the changes aren’t as drastic as these five, many have found a new satisfaction in the current job they are now doing. If success in real estate is about location, location, location. They would tell us that success in life is about action, action, action.

We’ve all been reminded that life does not owe us anything. These women knew that, yet had a deeper understanding that life had already given them everything they needed. Their freedom rose from understanding that what was in their way was part of their way.

These selfless women were caring for themselves. Their journey was not an act of self-indulgence. It was an act of self-respect. In doing so they took a lot of people on the journey with them.

Don’t let your but get bigger than your why, is another way of saying “Don’t leave yourself out of your life.”

1Their full stories are in the book, Who Are You? What Do You Want? Four Questions That Will Change Your Life; Ukleja and Lorber.

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BY MICK UKLEJA ON NOVEMBER 28, 2012 • IN LEADERSHIP, VALUES

Suara Anak Malaysia - Betapa kita sebenarnya memang bersatu

... Pada ketika ini, seorang pemuda Melayu yang kurus, berbaju belang hitam-kuning, memakai cermin mata, dengan beg merah, dan bekas air berwarna kuning - melangkah ke depan dengan perlahan-lahan.  Beliau duduk pada jarak lima meter di depan FRU.  Beliau mengangkat tangannya yang sedang menggenggam.   Beliau duduk senyap di situ.  Genggaman itu bukan untuk protes.  Saya yang berada di belakangnya nampak dengan jelas, posisinya itu membawa makna bahawa beliau sedang menunggu polis untuk menggarinya.


Beliau memilih untuk tidak menentang ketika berdepan dengan kekerasan FRU.  Beliau berseorangan di situ untuk beberapa minit.  Ada orang yang menjerit, "Cepat bawa dia balik, jangan biar dia ditangkap!"  Tiga orang kawan Melayu dengan cepat membimbingnya untuk balik ke kelompok manusia.  Beliau tidak meronta, beliau menurut saja.


Apabila beliau lalu di sisi saya, saya nampak betapa sedih wajahnya.  Saya tidak faham, mengapa wajah seseorang pemuda yang seharusnya bersemangat, sarat dengan kepiluan sedemikian.  Mungkin anda anggap saya menghasut sentimen jika saya berkata sedemikian.  Namun, benar dalam otak saya muncul sekeping gambar yang pernah saya tatapi, gambar seorang rakyat berdiri di depan kereta kebal untuk menghalang kemaraannya di Tianan Men, China, pada tahun 1989.

Tidak hilang kawal

... Walaupun telah diserang beberapa kali dengan gas pemedih mata, namun kelompok manusia tidak hilang kawal.  Saya ternampak beberapa orang pemuda Melayu berlari ke kedai di tepi jalan dan mengetuk pintu besinya dengan kuat.  Tingkahlakunya dibalas dengan ratusan orang yang mengherdiknya, "Jangan, jangan buat kerosakan, cepat tengok siapakah mereka! "


Saya tidak pasti beberapa orang pemuda itu sekadar mahu melepaskan geram, atau dihantar pihak lain untuk sabotaj.  Tapi apa yang saya pasti, anda gagal membuat kecoh dalam kelompok manusia yang begitu tinggi disiplinnya.


Saya ternampak juga ada yang melontarkan satu botol air mineral dari perhentian bas Pudu Raya, menghala ke arah FRU.  Dan ratusan orang yang berada di depan terus menghentikannya.  Seorang pakcik Cina berulang kali menjerit, "Jangan lawan mereka, mereka terima arahan, mereka cuma jalankan tugas saja, kita semua rakyat Malaysia, jangan, jangan lawan."


Tiada bendera yang dibakar, tiada harta awam yang dicerobohi.  Tiada kedai yang dihancurkan, tiada pintu atau tingkap kaca yang dipecahkan.  Apa yang ada hanyalah laungan slogan dan duduk secara aman.  Namun kita dilabel sebagai "perusuh".  Apakah "keganasan" kami?  Saya masih tertanya-tanya sehingga hari ini.


Kerana "aman" itu janji kami


Ratusan anggota polis memasuki kelompok "musuh" yang mempunyai puluhan ribu orang, dan polis pulang dengan tangkapannya yang berjaya.  Apakah kamu rasa kamu ni berani dan tangkas?  Kamu berjaya keluar dari kelompok kami tanpa dicederakan - ini kerana kami memilih untuk tidak berkasar.  Apabila tiga atau empat orang daripada kamu bersama membuli seorang peserta, tahukah kamu bahawa ratusan pasang mata yang sedang memandang, dan ratusan pasang buku lima yang sedang menggenggam di belakang kamu?


Kami tidak berkasar kerana kami patuh kepada janji kami untuk berhimpun secara aman.  Melihat prestasi kamu tempoh hari, semua rakyat tertanya-tanya, mengapa kamu sering terlambat apabila berlaku rompakan atau kes pencurian, dan apabila berdepan dengan rakyat jelata yang tidak bersenjata, kamu seolah-olah menelan pil berwarna biru itu, berkobar-kobar semangat, malah boleh menawan kelompok manusia 10 ribu orang?  Apakah kami ini senang dibuli?


Bukankah tugas FRU adalah untuk menyuraikan orang ramai?  Jadi mengapa pula menyekat jalan di Bukit Bintang apabila peserta perhimpunan diusir ke Jalan Pudu?  Di kawasan berdekatan perhentian bas Pudu Raya, lorong di tepi jalan dipagari tiang besi kira-kira lima kaki tingginya.  FRU melepaskan gas pemedih mata bertubi-tubi.  Peserta mencari perlindungan di Hospital Tung Shin kerana ia adalah satu-satunya jalan keluar yang utama.  Tak malukah wahai Menteri mengecam peserta kerana menggangu hospital?

"Kali pertama bayar cukai"


Saya mengikut orang ramai untuk berehat di kawasan rumpun di depan hospital.  Hujan mula turun.  Mungkin langit juga tidak merestui tindakan mereka, mencurahkan air hujan untuk menjirus bahan kimia yang berada pada tubuh kami.


Seorang gadis yang berada di belakang saya bengkak dan merah matanya.  Sambil mengesat matanya, beliau berkata, "Tahun ini kali pertama saya bayar cukai."  Kawan di sebelahnya pula mempersendakannya, "Jadi kerajaan pun pulangkan kepada kamu sekarang!"


Kami ketawa terbahak-bahak bersama, dan gadis itu mencungkil senyuman pahit.  Menurut khabar, sebutir peluru gas pemedih mata berharga RM300, dan hari ini kerajaan dengan murah hati menghadiahkan kepada rakyatnya.  Puluhan bilion ringgit dibelanjakan untuk pertahanan negara, selain jet yang tidak boleh terbang, kapal selam yang tidak boleh selam - mungkin kami bersyukur dengan gas pemedih mata dan meriam air yang terbukti memadai harganya.


Gas pemedih mata dilepaskan lagi.  Sebutir peluru gas itu jatuh pada tempat yang tidak jauh daripada kami.  Asapnya tersebar ke hospital.  Asap yang berkepul-kepul juga berlegar di kawasan masuk Rumah Bersalin Cina.  Jangan kata kepada saya bahawa tiada gas pemedih mata dilepaskan ke arah hospital, jangan pula kamu kata kamu tidak tahu apa itu "impact zone" gas pemedih.  Yang Berhormat Menteri Kesihatan, jikalau saya melontar sebiji bom tangan pada jarak 1 kaki di depan kamu, jangan pula menyalahkan saya jikalau kamu dibom mati.  Ini kerana bom tangan saya tidak menyentuh anda.  Mungkin anda boleh menyalahkan angin yang meniupkan kuasa bom tangan ini ke arah kamu! (Ketika menafikan penembakan gas pemedih ke dalam perkarangan hospital, Menteri Kesihatan Liow Tiong Lai mendakwa gas pemedih mata mungkin ditiup angin ke dalam kawasan hospital.)


Selepas hujan berhenti, kelompok orang ramai hanya tinggal separuh dari asalnya.  Ramai yang memandang dari dalam bangunan hospital, dan kebanyakannya sudah keletihan.  Beberapa orang pemimpin parti politik cuba berunding dengan polis, dan peserta di belakangnya menjerit "Buka jalan, buka jalan!"


Tidak lama kemudian, orang di depan memberitahu bahawa polis bersetuju untuk membuka jalan kepada peserta.  Namun, apabila peserta berkumpul semula di Jalan Pudu, polis pula mengambil kesempatan untuk melepaskan meriam air.  Peserta menjerit, "Polis tipu, tipu!"  Apa peliknya?  Sedangkan pimpinan tertinggi kerajaan boleh berdolak-dalih, apa pula orang bawahnnya?


Peserta terpaksa bersurai selepas meriam air dilepaskan.  Polis mula menyerbu ke dalam hospital untuk menangkap peserta perhimpunan.  Kenyataan dari kerajaan (hujah Menteri Kesihatan) mendakwa bahawa tiada tangkapan dibuat di dalam hospital, sekadar menghantar peserta yang cedera masuk ke hospital untuk rawatan.


Nampaknya dalam masa sekelip mata, munculnya ramai pakar Photoshop dan Video Editing, dan kesemua video dan gambar menjadi palsu.  Mengapa pula polis menghantar ratusan orang ke dalam rumah bersalin?  Adakah ratusan lelaki dan perempuan itu mahu bersalin?  Mungkin gas itu bukan untuk memberi kesan memedihkan mata, tetapi merangsang untuk bersalin.


Saya terserempak dengan seorang kawan yang tidak saya jumpai untuk 10 tahun kebelakangan, maka saya mengikutnya untuk berlari ke Jalan Robertson.  Terdapat sebuah gereja di hujung jalan itu.  Sekumpulan muslim sedang bersembahyang di depan gereja itu, menghala ke Mekah.  Dua orang pakcik India dalam gereja membuka paip air agar orang yang mencari perlindungan di situ boleh mencuci mukanya.  Apa itu perpaduan kaum?  Apa itu keharmonian agama?  Kawan yang menggagaskan 1Malaysia itu harus turun ke perhimpunan ini untuk lihat sendiri.


Puluhan anggota polis datang dari belakang, pakcik India ini membuka pagar besinya untuk kami lalui.  Kami berjalan ke belakang gereja, melangkaui tembok yang tingginya lima kaki, dan duduk untuk berehat di lorong itu.  Maka tamatlah perhimpunan yang saya sertai ini, untuk diri saya.


Akhirnya saya ingin berkata kepada badut yang mendakwa "apa yang susah sangat terkena sebutir gas pemedih mata".  Benar, mungkin dari kesudahannya, kamu menang dalam perhimpunan ini.  Rakyat gagal sampai ke Stadium Merdeka, memorandum gagal diserah ke Istana Negara, malah peserta disuraikan tanpa belas kasihan.  Tapi jangan lupa, kemenanganmu disebabkan pilihan kami untuk tidak membalas dengan keganasan.


Saya tetap yakin, apabila suara rakyat menjadi tsunami, anda gagal menghalang dengan meriam air yang kuat dan gas pemedih yang memedihkan.  Siapa yang menang dan siapa pula yang kalah kelak, kita tunggu dan tengok! 

Source - http://www.merdekareview.com/bm/news_v2.php?n=12109 

Not just a word...

wait...its been more than a quarters...

3 or maybe 4 month i didnt really bother about DICIPTANYA DUNIAKU

.... Been carried away with time and tide... fully distracted by things called life...

this fast world flew me thru with the current... im totally casted in the world called career and life...

Heyy...im quite lost ryt...running with time made me far from home...

i cant see running as a leisure, time to made an own pleasure..... things where i wronged.. i thinked.

Somebody says this n their writing...

" The supreme accomplishment is to blur the line between work and play"

ok secretive...xtually it's Arnold J. Toynbee,

its been a while,its a durations where i made wrong.. i take work as work...office as a battlefield.., everybody running for their greatness...meeting an objective.. line with the time and due...., i forgot to blur the line..., maybe we..us....take work as work....and not even try to play with the work...black is black...and white is white, apple is apple..orange is orange.., im juz realizing it.

Juz when i browse thru...and click the dusty DICIPTANYA DUNIAKU..

DICIPTANYA DUNIAKU.....again, flash me the meaning, it's more than juz a word...its beautiful word...with a meaningful feeling extraction...its a story on beautiful...

and its embracing the feeling...

Calmness is Diciptanya Duniaku.... fair, moderate and peaceful..

Diciptanya Duniaku is the Whispering of music, the harmonies of breeze.... and the play of harmonica chanting, in a green grass field with a glazing blue sky.... classical fresh..

i miss DICIPTANYA DUNIAKU....Thanks

The sky of life is merely light of dark

Life will never easy, that's what they said...what's they said for us all..

but they never show me how, what its look like.. they says that every man will face his day...

But they never say, the life somehow is unlighted and darken...they never tell me that is the real meaning of life.

Life is light, some blurred, some dimmed, some bright and some is even shine..

but light is like a white of black,you wont see the light if there's no dark.

be it blurred, dimmed, bright or even shine..even shine is just not as shine as it is if the dark is too full.. too unseen and dumbfounded...Life is like that... There's a Glory light nor even gloomy ones.

So dear life..,

watching you leave with tears on your sleeve is hurt,

Notice that the tears because of mine that are not exactly dry even hurts more..

Life, it's not just you, you know it's hurt me too,it's not just you...that is hurting, it 's me too..

So dear life..,

I'm sorry if before, i wasn't here to catch the fall, i didn't hear you well when you've called.

I'm sorry if i too wondering out late until i finally lately arrived..sure its been long..waiting me under the sunken dark.

I know the sky seems misty dusk, the night are extremely breezy windswept, but when it gets dark, if the raining storm fill its sound to the room, and if until it's hard to see. just have a faith, I'm on my way there, i'm running there, i'll be there turning on the lights.... InsyaAllah.

My life is my story

Small part in my heart always telling me, " Your life is your story..."... and i start to pick my life up..along this journey ^^

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be (possibly your roommate,neighbor, coworker, longlost friend, lover, or even a complete stranger) but when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.

And sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, willpower, or heart.

Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.

The people you meet who affect your life, and the success and downfalls you experience help to create who you become. Even the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart, forgive them, for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious when you open your heart. If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because in a way, they are teaching you to love and how to open your heart and eyes to things.

Make every day count!!! Appreciate every moment and take from those moments everything that you possibly can for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people that you have never talked to before,and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free, and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don't believe in yourself, it will be hard for others to believe in you. You can make of your life anything you wish. Create your own life then go out and live it with absolutely no regrets.

*MOST IMPORTANTLY!!!* If you LOVE someone tell him or her, for you never know what tomorrow may have in store!!!

Yang berCAHAYA xsemestinya EMAS, dan yang CANTIK tidak semestinya PERMATA

" Yang berCAHAYA xsemestinya EMAS, dan yang CANTIK tidak semestinya PERMATA"



we people always slip ourselves into the lie of this world has made, i also used to sunk inside the current. The flow was unbearable...i was about to give up and trust hand of no one.

The journey out was the toughest ever, i been test until the final end.. but coming out from those dark tunnel made me a betterment, now i can see the different, im glad..^^

I wud say, it's been a long and winding journey, but finally i'm here tonight, picking up the pieces.. and walking back into the light, Into the sunset of my glory, into Your glory...Allah thanks for your loves and tenderness care.

I think here is where my heart and future lies, There's nothing like the feeling when I look into the eyes,...its been a long journey until here, thinking about the years I spent just passing through, this bring me back to the circle and I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you..^^

Now i found you, .......My dreams came true, My miracle

My 8 yrs old dreams

Dikala hujan yg sejuk ini, teringat kat pakcik ice cream cine yg jual ice cream...
since i was a baby till i was about 7 or 8, i used to live in many place,..dari utara sampailah timur..(i think slatan never goin to be in my fmly next stop list..at that tym lah)

masa kat taman koskam penang 2 i think....it was on a hill, tapi bukan la kat cliff ke ape, rumah tu kalau nak pegi mcm naik bukit sikit. so there was this pakcik ice cream, he had to cycle all the way up to sell his ice cream. those of you who were born in the 80's should know about this, ingat taaak? basikal die pastu ade tong ice cream tu!

my brother n i slalu stop the pakcik utk beli ice cream, pastu nnt i would climb on the tong ice cream, maklumlah pendek, kenela panjat. when the pakcik opens the cover of the tong mesti the mesmerizing smell or shall i say aroma of ice cream travels through my nose, leaving me breathless.

cey cey!! OH!! heaven!! from then on i became the prince of ice cream. usually people would prefer chocolates than ice creams, but for me!! i would prefer ice cream anyday anytime ;)
maka skarang saya bercita2 utk membuka sebuah ice cream company di malaysia.Tp memandangan chocolate pun cam minat jg..then pastu buka lak kilang choc...hahaha tamaknya saya.

doakanlah saya berjaya. sekian wasalam :)

Heart vs Brain..Beauty and the beast of night

Well....hi,

Now im freaky freakishness numb in the morning, ting tong in bahasa pasar.... Subuh harus lah selepas pkul 8 ^^ (Im Sorry God, if i again let u down this time)... all simply bcuz of the mind that still doing his marathon last night. i cant sleep, and juz when the dawn reach the finished lines...i already exhausted in slept, many thing keep wandering and obstacles me in my thought track... i wud prefer call it dilemma, between wish and destined....^^ wow that's a big word haha..demmit

Dilemma always come with a package, Beauty and the beast ^^. This is the part where i hate the most, a situation that that need decision ^^. Of cuz the result is far away to be expected or reached, This all is only know by the play of God, Allah what ever i do, plz make it the right ones ^^. i hope i strong enuf with what ever U have in planned..

BTW...life is beauty mann...why need to worried to ones or even a week of 'cannot sleep' symptom, we still have a lifetime to enjoy the bliss of sleep kan...^^

~ Now off to Sri Damansara....caa ^^

world...., why me?

Ive a confession, Im happy with what im having now, my life, my achievement, thanks for your blist..No doubt im very proud of it, proud to myself..im glad my family proud of who i am..that's quite important to me, i like to see smile on their face..

but on the other side,deep under... personally i feel sorry to my self..i dun want to say disappointed, seems like im out of gratitude but i do feel it...I hate how the lifeline has been crafted, its not fair..

i know, obviously now im away from my rationale thinking..but plzz..juzz 1 night, i juz want to spill out all the hurt im facing thru...why me, i tot im a good servant... a good man

But i think maybe that wasnt enough, Allah...world...plz be nice on me,

im good guy already..i swear, i love everybody..i support everybody...im doing it all kerana Allah,
i do anything for others.. i even put my world into jeopardize as long as others happy with their life..i sacrificed my smile as long other received theirs...yahh im quite aware probably U now testing my honesty..., but this is too harsh for me... im not that strong

God...i've no complained, i juz want to let u know that Im simply juz a normal person, average human being,
Isnt that enough? Honestly even now im still trying to be fair again...if the test on me is not complete, not enough yet..go On...dont stop, my heart still got room to be hurt, tears to be drop... i still can fight ^^ hurt me while u can... but plz promise me...tomorrow will be a better day... the gain is worth the pain..

Terima Kasih

Dont Drive to Fast.., cuz might be somebody that follow you from behind

In this life...Saya begitu laju kehadapan, i press my pedal..and accelerate as possible.. sampai saya kadang terlupa utk menoleh kebelakang...~ now i feel that kind of feeling..got scoop of selfish banana split...

I hate it, sort of doing wronged.... im not being fair enuf



*** Shared interesting story ~~

Same situation of 2 story

spouse ~
BF : Syg, moto i rosak tepi jalan ni..
GF : Yeke, sian nyer...then how? ujage diri elok2 k...ader paper col 1 tau...

Sahabat~
BF : Bro, moto gua wat hal plak dah nie...
BFF : Asal lak bro? ko kat ne...., aku gi sane skrg...lu lepak lu tepi...

That is it, i honestly like this story, somehow its true...
so sebaik manapun ur buah hati...never aside ur sahabat... ^^ thanks world ^^

Touches

Touching, what a wonderful way to show that you care, that you are not afraid, that you like someone, that you are aware of their existence, that you are paying attention to them, that you want to share something with them. This conservatory, i am happy to share some reflection of touching, So many people have a problem with touching and being touch..

now...relax n rceived touches that offered ^^




P/s : Manners are the hypocrisy of a nation

Beautiful bridge

My mama always said, if we meet an obstacle, all e have to do is cross it. That obstacle will turn into a bridge. So as long as we work hard, this obstacle just become into another bridge. beautiful ryt..^^

Let open the door for beautiful life

... and let in the day!

A snap of a painting I found in an old magazine

- don't presently recall artist or name of painting

but isn't it inviting?

It's early morning and everything is so still. Not a leaf stirring. Not a bird breaking the silence. The air feels soft and cool on my face as I peer out into the garden. Lovely. somehow predicts a hot one today so I've opened up all the windows to let in some of that delicious fresh air. That should help keep the house cool later on when we close the windows and draw the blinds.

A wispy cloud just catches the light as the sun peers over the horizon. So often I'm reminded of that old psalm: This is the day the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it. Some days when pressures bear down a person has to work a little at being glad for a new day, but this morning brings me a gift where the joy bubbles up easily.

Mmmmm.... The wispy fragrance of coffee and hot buttered toast with marmalade drifts past my nose.... I must follow it.

I'm off to finish unwrapping the gift of this day.

Wishing you joy in the gift of yours too.... Shall I pour coffee now?

Lambang Bendera Israel Kat Duit Syiling Baru Malaysia? Betul Ke ?

MUNGKIN ramai pembaca yang sudah mengetahui tentang berita kemunculan matawang syiling baru Malaysia yang diumumkan di laman sesawang rasmi Bank Negara Malaysia baru-baru ini [BNM].

Pembaharuan yang jelas boleh diperhatikan, Bank Negara Malaysia akan mengeluarkan duit syiling berwarna kuning keemasan dengan nilai RM 0.50 dan RM 0.20 di samping duit syiling bernilai RM0.10 dan RM0.05 bewarna perak dengan cetakan corak yang baru.

Namun begitu, satu perkara yang agak mengejutkan apabila dilihat jelas terdapat cetakan corak “Star of David” yang menyerupai bendera Israel pada duit syiling baru bernilai RM0.10. Rujuk gambar di bawah ini.

Persoalannya, adakah “Star of David” sengaja dicetak pada duit syiling terbaru ini atau ia skadar suatu kebetulan? Apa perlunya lambang bintang enam ini diguna untuk menggantikan lambang bulan dan bintang pada syiling lama?

Jika dilihat, lambang bulan dan bintang pada duit syiling sebelum ini menggambarkan Islam sebagai agama rasmi Malaysia. Jika “Star of David” pula digunakan, adakah ia menggambarkan sokongan secara tersirat Malaysia kepada negara Yahudi Israel dan agenda Freemason?

Jelas sekali, inilah hasil nasihat Yahudi APCO yang dibayar RM77 juta setahun oleh kerajaan sebagai penasihat pentadbiran kerajaan Rosmah Mansor.

ReJaM©“Sengaja tak mahu pakai lambang bulan dan bintang, tak mahu dunia tahu Islam agama rasmi Malaysia…”

The Story of Lines

The Play of Life

In life, everybody can be Sir Alex Ferguson or either Pep Guardiola,

We got our own roles to play,
Games to steer,
Strategy to design and decide..

In fact we also associated with the club to manage
and tradition to be sustained...

But most of all is how we script players and fands to be orchestrate and poetize it to be come ones, the ones that we hope so... ( ^.^)v

There’s a hole in my soul

I believe everyone have their own favorite lines which do cited fitly match with them..
they think they are...and they believes its do create their owned story and history silently
even though sometimes the word was totally out and ultimately stupid..but fine, we still agree with it..haha.
if somebody ask you to tell bout your self..., i think this few word down there is mine..

Well here is just another simple summary of the distorted cramped story of mine which i cannot
converse it in well verse harmony lines. Probably this is one of the foolish lines i ever made...
Nothing good in it...haha..but i no need to pleased ones but myself, still enjoyed doing it hohohoho


- I always sit and talk to 'God' and i think probably he just laughs at my plans,
and my head then speaks a language that even I don't understand ~ supercrazy ^^

- I got too much life...., Running through my veins,but it always....going to waste~ huffff

- Now the hole in my heart evolve with the nature, juz before I fall in love, I'm already start preparing to leave her ~ heckk

- This absolutely Scare myself to death, That's why I keep on running, Bcuz... before I've arrived, I can see myself coming....

- There's a hole in my soul, You can see it in my face,It's a real big place

When less is more

When the less is more....menarik kan quote nie.. juz listening this quote
dah terpikat dah even 1st time dengar..kan...kan..it flash the real meaning knape kite hidup..cara kita hidup bla bla bla....

Sometimes, kite fikir...we are not complete until we have this and we have that, we think of giving and doing charities would taken things away from us.. or.. maybe.. the gift of gratitude has been taken dari kita, kite cume nampak ringgit dan sen sahaja. Andai terkurang..kite xpuas hati dan merungut dgn hidup ni. yes agree,agree with u. I think it's today nature.

Tapi kan , in other perspective...y shouldn't we think that...theconjuction of less brought the meaning of the more it could be complimented.. much rooms to be shared,more interaction of completion..wider target to be reach...interesting kan!!!

Oppss..ok, i think this is another example la utk describe when less is more.. If you failed in doing something, doesn't mean it's already the end of the day..but, somehow, it do prepares you in the other way..its make you tougher, better..!! its make you, another you...so terms applies, checked!!

okeh..dr perspective lagi 1 nie plak lagi...gud to share this point of view, which i think, actually the generosity is not taking anything and made u lesser, Try to think of giving not only as a duty, but a privileged... hmm indah kan.. just when it less...its more...


sama juga dgn dgn diri, a talent and specialty is the thing to put us high at the top and low at the ground..., jadinya..merendah diri tu sgt baik kan...another When less is more

Terrrrrrlalu indah kan.... ( ^.^)v

Satisfaction that need you to pay...

i think i can make a conclusion,

we r happy when we buy things,spend your money to get what you want, it is a satisfaction...deeply indescribably feeling of ownership...

In spite of that,
when its come down to the road, u do your math on ur total spending..
suddenly it trigger your sense, "owh God.., what am i doing..."

~haha stupid..but yet, u have to agree, life works that way... ^^

...."‘I love YOU’ and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve"

Taken of fren of fren ^^

somebody is waiting for your attention,

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie.
She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would Love to spend some time with you.”


The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my Mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
“What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.
“I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.”
She thought about it for a moment and then said, “I would like that very much.”


That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up, I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s.
“I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son and they were impressed,” she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”


We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.
After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half-way through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and saw Mother sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.


“It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said.
“Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded.
During the dinner , we had an agreeable conversation nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.
As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.”
I agreed.


“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home.
“Very nice, much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.
A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her.
Sometime later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place Mother and I had dined. An attached note said:
“I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but, nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”


At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: ‘I love YOU’ and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve.
Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till some “other” time.