Thursday, June 30, 2005
11:13 AM
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Have you seen TV show called 'BERSAMAMU'.A special TV3 programme co-host by Rosyam Noor and Nanu Baharuddin recently?If not let me tell you the story.
There's a family of 5.The father works as car washer.Waiting at street corners for any possible client who wanted to get his service.

The mother will then performed all the house work.Taking care of the children.
Let me now tell you where they live.In the jungle.Rumah tinggal.With nothing but the cloth that they are wearing that I believe if you all seen are equal to the one you use to wipe away dirt in you home.No pillow,no blanket,no bed.Only cold simen floor.There a young infant that still need the mother to nurse her always.They wash,bath,drink water but not from the treated water pipe or special mineral water machine but just from a small natural pond near to the house(if we could called so..).They recycle the same water everytime they used it.
What touch me most are what they actually eat.The father income is not much.It's enough to buy rice,oil onion;the necessity.In the morning the children (btw, they never know what school is all about) will go and collect any possible leaves to eat (pucuk paku,pucuk ubi,etc.)Then they cook it with some oil and to complete their meal they eat grill siput babi..yeah that's right the SNAIL creeping on our potted plants!The kids eats it happilly as if eating a grad meal of chicken tandoori or roasted lamb.
Even the most cold hearted person will be touch.

So it's remind me of how lucky and bless we are…

If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep ... you are richer than 75% of this world.

If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace ... you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.

If you woke up this morning with more health than illness ... you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.

If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation...you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.

If you can pray in mosque without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death ... you are more blessed than three billion people in the world.

If your parents are still alive and still married ... you are very rare.

If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful... you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.

friends...we are really realy..realy bless....

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10:59 AM
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You can create the kind of future you want. How you weave the thread is important.At the end everyone will gain the same output which is the FUTURE.What differ is the quality.How you measure quality?Is it interm of the value materially?Or the technique?Or the equipment you use to create it?Priority is the main consent.How you priorities attributes in weaving the thread contribute the most of the quality you wanted.
You measure the quality by the success level that you determine long before you start weaving.Different people have different perception on measuring the success level.Some might measure it in term of materiality,some on happiness some on stability and some on status.There's a special place for everyone,in the future.

SUCCESS
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the
affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure
the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy
child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you
have lived.
This is to have succeeded.

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Wednesday, June 29, 2005
4:35 PM
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It's so cozy here.
The skies look like a masterpiece, long to be admired and adore for eternity.
Rain drops pelting on the window screen.
The air was so misty that even 12 o'clock noon look like 7 in the morning.
Sun shines softly...
Cats sleeping..
Me...?
I’m admiring...

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Saturday, June 04, 2005
5:28 PM
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I dreamed...

I dreamed of going places
cool breezy Albert Dock...
picturesque green hills and mountains
of Bloomington
it's spring time..
I smiled....
..in my dream

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