RIANA67
female - 42 years, KOTA KINABALU, Malaysia
Blog 45
BETAPA MAHALNYA SATU IKATAN PERSAHABATAN....YG KADANG KALA MEMERLUKAN PENGORBANAN.
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hati yg gundah
Sebulan sebelum 2009 berakhir, aku dikejutkan dengan berbagai kisah yg tragik..kalau diukur dari sudut tragedi..bukanlah satu kisah yang harus dikategorikan dalam gendre tersebut...namun aku suka menyebut dgn istilah itu kerana aku seakan mengalami kejutan yg memang aku tak terduga...satu-satunya orang yang aku percaya boleh mengkhianati aku...satu-satunya org yg memberikan aku harapan boleh menidakkan apa yg kami alami..apa yg kami rasakan...alangkah bodohnya aku ini...begitu mudah memberikan kepercayaan pada org lain yang aku sendiri tidak mengenali dirinya seutuhnya...Dan bila aku tersadung dan hampir tersungkur..aku seakan kehilangan pegangan yg begitu menyakitkan....salahkah aku bila semua ini menjadi ingaun ngeri dalam lena tidurku?Kepedihan yg kualami amat menyakitkan...amat memedihkan...ingin kuluahkan pada insan yg kusayang..tapi masih adakah yg menyayangi diriku saat ini...masih adakah insan yg ignin menghulurkan kasih padaku sedangkan satu demi satu aku telah tinggalkan mereka demi sebuah nama n sekeping hati yg mengkhianatiku...Apa yg harus aku katakan? apa yg harus aku lakukan? hanya luahan hati dan rasa yg boleh melegakan kegundahan hati yg aku alami saat ini....aku tahu diluar sana ada hati dan wajah yg tertawa dengan apa yg menimpaku..ada insan yg gembira dgn apa yg aku rasakan saat ini....aku tidak menyalahkan sesiapa dalam hal ini...jauh sekali membenci mereka..kerana aku tahu bahawa aku yg bermain api...berani bermain ombak yg ganas..yang aku sendiri tidak mengukur sejauh mana kedalaman lautan tersebut.....
Kupanjatkan pada ILAHI bahawa aku pasrah dgn apa yg terjadi...aku akur dgn apa yg ..menimpaku..semuanya sudah menjadi suratan taqdirku ..semuanya telah menjadi azaliku...Tuhanku kemana aku harus sandarkan kegelisahan ini ...kemana harus kuluahkan kegundahan hatiku ini...Tuhanku....tabahkan hatiku tuk meneruskan perjalananku ini...Aku telah tergelincir dalam melalui landasan yg telah KAU tunjukkan padaku....apa pn aku mendoakan kebahagaian semua insan dalam dunia ini termasuk dia yg membuatku gelisah dan gundah...Aramaitiiiii..........
From Sabah with love....
Selamat hari raya aidil adha...maaf zahir bathin...
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KETIKA ADA HATI YANG TERLUKA......TAPI AKU BAHAGIA..
Lama aku tak berbicara disini...lama aku tak meluahkan rasa hati...semenjak setiap blog yang aku hantar...pihak disini asyik delete je...itu yg buat aku bosan n merajuk...namun hari ini aku seakan terpanggil untuk meluahkan rasa hati...meluahkan apa yg terpendem dalam lubuk jiwaku..meski pun aku tahu...tak ada sesiapa diluar sana yg perihatin dgn apa yg aku rasa...namun inilah tempat aku melemparkan semua gundah hatiku...gelisah jiwaku biar tidak menjadi duri dalam hati....biar tak melukakan hati sesiapa....Bukan sahaja aku kecewa dgn lingkungan kehidupanku...bahkan sikap anak-anakku yang semakin jauh dariku...semuanya lantaran aku mengambil sikap dan keputusan tuk tidak memihak pada hubunganku dgn ayah mereka...lalu salahkah aku bila aku tak memihak pada mereka? Salahkah aku bila aku ingin mencari kedamaian dan kebahagian sendiri, setelah sekian lama aku berkorban tuk mereka demi memuaskan hati semua org tanpa memikirkan kepuasan diriku sendiri?Perlukah aku bertahan dgn semua yang kualami saat yg lalu?
Aku sebenarnya merindukan saat kecilku...saat aku tak perlu memikirkan semua persoalan kehidupan...saat aku mandi sungai...saat aku berenang dipantai..saat aku memanjat pokok sampai jatuh dan mak menangis melihat aku cedera meski pun setelah dia membebel memarahi aku kerana aku nakal..saat aku curi jambu cikgu matematikku yang teramat kedekut..heheheheh semuanya nostalgia indah...walau terkadang menyakitkan...aku merindukan saat aku belajar mengaji dgn mak angkatku..lebih kurindukan mak angkatku yg memukulku kerana aku tak sembahyang ...tetapi aku pergi mandi sungai...indahnya saat itu...saat tak ada yg menjadi beban fikiranku...aku merindukan saat aku bermain getah dgn kawan-kawanku yg aku anggap budak perempuan manja (maklumlah time aku kanak-kanak dulu..aku lebih suka main dgn budak lelaki kerana aku agak kasar n suka berlagak jadi lelaki) hehehhehe...tapi bila lelaki kirim surat cinta monyet dgnku..aku terkedu...ehheheh time itu ..tak tau lagi apa itu surat cinta...aku simpan dalam pensil case n mak jumpa...terus marah dgnku...heheheh aku menangis meraung kerana abg angkatku ketika itu berkata aku gatal...kecil-kecil dah nak kahwin...!!!!!!! sakit hati bila abg kata aku ni gatal...(pada hal memang gatal pn....heheheh tulah kahwin muda)...dan ketika aku merindukan saat itu semua...aku jadi tersenyum seorang diri...betul kata mak dulu..".pada ketika kau duduk seorang diri...kau akan menghargai apa yg pernah kau abaikan dan lupakan"
Ketika zaman remajaku...aku merindukan teman-temanku yang cantik...manja...agak nakal..dikota/bandar kecil tawau saat itu..kamilah remaja yang menguasai lingkungan...dgn lagak yang membuatkan orang-orang dewasa tak senang duduk...heheheh....indahnya...paling indah..saat kami mempermainkan seorang anggota polis yang sedang bertugas kerana menahan kami ketika kami berkumpul dipanggung wayang ketika waktu belajar...ehheheh...malu dgn kawan-kawan yang perli mengatakan kami remaja perempuan yang tak ada moral...sedangkan saat peperiksaan..pelajar perempuan yang digelar tak bermoral inilah yang mendapat ranking yang terbaik dalam subjek agama islam...terkedu cikgu-cikgu dan kawan-kawan yang telah melemparkan kata-kata nista pada kami. Aku merindukan saat kami camping dgn kumpulan pengakap...jungle tracking kat hutan rimba...mmm semuanya menjadi nostalgia...kemana mereka semua saat ini?
Memasuki alam perkahwinan dgn seawal usia 17thn....memikul beban tanggungjwp sebagai seorang isteri diawal perkahwinan memang tak menjadi beban..apa lagi saat itu cinta dan kasih sayang menjadi milikku ...seutuhnya...melahirkan anak yang comel disaat teman-temanku bergelut dgn buku dan pelajaran...aku bergelut dgn tawa ria dan karena anak dan suamiku...aku bahagia..biar pun ada insan diluar sana yang menggodaku dan cuba mempengaruhiku bahawa perkahwinanku adalah satu tindakan yang terlalu awal..aku remehkan semua pandangan dan nasihat org lain...biar pun jauh disudut hatiku..aku membenarkan apa yg mereka katakan...aku melahirkan semua anak-anakku dgn kasih sayang yang aku adunkan dari cinta pada suami (saat itu) meski pun cara kelahiran mereka adalah menggunakan pembedahan (kerana menurut Dr. tulang punggungku kecil....mmm dulu aku memang berbadan kecil...hehehe tapi setelah melahirkan..biasalah..jadi kembang...) episod perkahwinanku memang episod yang agak tragis...mengenangnya amat menyakitkan namun aku bertahan demi sebuah cinta dan kasih sayangku pada buah cintaku...dan bila buah cintaku melukakan hatiku..aku jadi sedih...teramat sedih sebenarnya...bila buah cintaku tak menyokong tindakanku..aku jadi pilu...rupanya pengorbananku pada mereka selama ini tak da ertinya...tapi..keputusan telah aku buat...dan aku tetap akan meneruskan tindakanku biar pun melukakan hati ramai pihak...sama seperti ketika aku membuat keputusan perkahwinanku yg dulu...memang ramai hati yg terluka...hari ini aku mengulanginya semula...Semoga dgn keputusan ini akan membuatkan hari-hariku indah dan ceria semula...kerana aku ingin ketika aku bangun pagi..ada insan yg kusayang disisiku...dan ketika senja berlabu..aku ingin menikmati indahnya matahari terbenam bersama org yang aku sayang dan cintai...aku memang pernah berkata bahawa "satu cinta tuk selamanya" namun, aku harus sedar bahawa kehadiran cinta tak dapatku tolak..apa lagi kalau org yang mencintaiku adalah jauh lebih baik dari yang telah kumiliki tapi menyakitkan jasad dan jiwaku...kepada mereka diluar sana (anak-anak, keluargaku dan teman-temanku..) maafkan aku..maafkan aku....kalau inilah jalan yang telah tersurat dalam taqdirku...aku pasrah...
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DID U MARRIED THE RIGHT PERSON??????
This is a very good article.. Those who are still single may learn something from here...
Those who are already married may take it as a guideline to improve your marriage & relationship
DID I MARRY THE RIGHT PERSON?
During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question. She said, "How do I know if I married the right person?" I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said, "It depends. Is that your husband?"
In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?"
Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind.
Here's the answer.
EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with your spouse/partner. You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies (unconventional behaviour/habit). Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called "falling" in love... Because it's happening TO YOU. People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet." Think about the imagery of that __expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something came along and happened TO YOU. Falling in love is easy. It's a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria excitement) of love fades. It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship. Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and you spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage, you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or angry subsequent stage.
At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, "Did I marry the right person?" And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when marriages breakdown. People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their
marriage for fulfilment. Extramarital fulfilment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious.
But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it. I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could.And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this):
THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON; IT'S LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND. SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER just happen to
you. You can't "find" LASTING love. You have to "make" it day in and day out. That's why we have the expression "the labour of love." Because it takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it takes WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.. Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage. Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger, certain habits in your relationship WILL make your marriage stronger. It's a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws, the results are predictable... you can "make"love .
Love in marriage is indeed a "decision"... Not just a feeling.
Remember this always : "God determined who gets into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go."
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Extracted from "YOUR LIFE IN YOUR HANDS" by Prof. Jane Plant.
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I guess this is something that is worth your couple of minutes to read
Pls share with your wife, daughters, sisters, girl friends .....
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Summary:-
1) Only one in 10,000 women in China will die from breast cancer.
2) The Chinese do not eat dairy produce!
3) Observation : Elimination of dairy products caused the cancerous
lump to shrink within days
Extracted from Your Life in Your Hands, by Professor Jane Plant.
I had no alternative but to die or to try to find a cure for myself. I
am a scientist - surely there was a rational explanation for this
cruel illness that affects one in 12 women in the UK ?
I had suffered the loss of one breast, and undergone radiotherapy. I
was now receiving painful chemotherapy, and had been seen by some of
the country's most eminent specialists. But, deep down, I felt certain
I was facing death.
I had a loving husband, a beautiful home and two young children to
care for. I desperately wanted to live.
Fortunately, this desire drove me to unearth the facts, some of which
were known only to a handful of scientists at the time.
Anyone who has come into contact with breast cancer will know that
certain risk factors - such as increasing age, early onset of
womanhood, late onset of menopause and a family history of breast
cancer - are completely out of our control. But there are many risk
factors, which we can control easily.
These 'controllable' risk factors readily translate into simple
changes that we can all make in our day-to-day lives to help prevent
or treat breast cancer. My message is that even advanced breast cancer
can be overcome because I have done it.
The first clue to understanding what was promoting my breast cancer
came when my husband Peter, who was also a scientist, arrived back
from working in China while I was being plugged in for a chemotherapy
session.
He had brought with him cards and letters, as well as some amazing
herbal suppositories, sent by my friends and science colleagues in
China .
The suppositories were sent to me as a cure for breast cancer. Despite
the awfulness of the situation, we both had a good belly laugh, and I
remember saying that this was the treatment for breast cancer in China
, then it was little wonder that Chinese women avoided getting the
disease.
Those words echoed in my mind..... Why didn't Chinese women in China
get breast cancer? I had collaborated once with Chinese colleagues on
a study of links between soil chemistry and disease, and I remembered
some of the statistics.
The disease was virtually non-existent throughout the whole country.
Only one in 10,000 women in China will die from it, compared to that
terrible figure of one in 12 in Britain and the even grimmer average
of one in 10 across most Western countries. It is not just a matter of
China being a more rural country, with less urban pollution. In highly
urbanized Hong Kong , the rate rises to 34 women in every 10,000 but
still puts the West to shame.
The Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki have similar rates. And
remember, both cities were attacked with nuclear weapons, so in
addition to the usual pollution-related cancers, one would also expect
to find some radiation-related cases, too.
The conclusion we can draw from these statistics strikes you with some
force. If a Western woman were to move to industrialized, irradiated
Hiroshima , she would slash her risk of contracting breast cancer by
half.
Obviously, this is absurd. It seemed obvious to me that some lifestyle
factor not related to pollution, urbanization or the environment is
seriously increasing the Western woman's chance of contracting breast
cancer.
I then discovered that whatever causes the huge differences in breast
cancer rates between oriental and Western countries, it isn't genetic.
Scientific research showed that when Chinese or Japanese people move
to the West, within one or two generations their rates of breast
cancer approach those of their host community.
The same thing happens when oriental people adopt a completely Western
lifestyle in Hong Kong . In fact, the slang name for breast cancer in
China translates as 'Rich Woman's Disease'. This is because, in China
, only the better off can afford to eat what is termed ' Hong Kong
food'.
The Chinese describe all Western food, including everything from ice
cream and chocolate bars to spaghetti and feta cheese, as ' Hong Kong
food', because of its availability in the former British colony and
its scarcity, in the past, in mainland China .
So it made perfect sense to me that whatever was causing my breast
cancer and the shockingly high incidence in this country generally, it
was almost certainly something to do with our better-off,
middle-class, Western lifestyle.
There is an important point for men here, too. I have observed in my
research that much of the data about prostate cancer leads to similar
conclusions.
According to figures from the World Health Organization, the number of
men contracting prostate cancer in rural China is negligible, only 0.5
men in every 100,000. In England , Scotland and Wales , however, this
figure is 70 times higher. Like breast cancer, it is a middle-class
disease that primarily attacks the wealthier and higher socio-economic
groups ¨C those that can afford to eat rich foods.
I remember saying to my husband, 'Come on Peter, you have just come
back from China . What is it about the Chinese way of life that is so
different?'
Why don't they get breast cancer?'
We decided to utilize our joint scientific backgrounds and approach it
logically.
We examined scientific data that pointed us in the general direction
of fats in diets. Researchers had discovered in the 1980s that only
l4% of calories in the average Chinese diet were from fat, compared to
almost 36% in the West.
But the diet I had been living on for years before I contracted breast
cancer was very low in fat and high in fibre. Besides, I knew as a
scientist that fat intake in adults has not been shown to increase
risk for breast cancer in most investigations that have followed
large groups of women for up to a dozen years.
Then one day something rather special happened. Peter and I have
worked together so closely over the years that I am not sure which one
of us first said: 'The Chinese don't eat dairy produce!'
It is hard to explain to a non-scientist the sudden mental and
emotional 'buzz' you get when you know you have had an important
insight. It's as if you have had a lot of pieces of a jigsaw in your
mind, and suddenly, in a few seconds, they all fall into place and the
whole picture is clear.
Suddenly I recalled how many Chinese people were physically unable to
tolerate milk, how the Chinese people I had worked with had always
said that milk was only for babies, and how one of my close friends,
who is of Chinese origin, always politely turned down the cheese
course at dinner parties.
I knew of no Chinese people who lived a traditional Chinese life who
ever used cow or other dairy food to feed their babies. The tradition
was to use a wet nurse but never, ever, dairy products.
Culturally, the Chinese find our Western preoccupation with milk and
milk products very strange. I remember entertaining a large delegation
of Chinese scientists shortly after the ending of the Cultural
Revolution in the 1980s..
On advice from the Foreign Office, we had asked the caterer to provide
a pudding that contained a lot of ice cream. After inquiring what the
pudding consisted of, all of the Chinese, including their interpreter,
politely but firmly refused to eat it, and they could not be
persuaded to change their minds.
At the time we were all delighted and ate extra portions!
Milk, I discovered, is one of the most common causes of food
allergies. Over 70% of the world's population are unable to digest the
milk sugar, lactose, which has led nutritionists to believe that this
is the normal condition for adults, not some sort of deficiency.
Perhaps nature is trying to tell us that we are eating the wrong food.
Before I had breast cancer for the first time, I had eaten a lot of
dairy produce, such as skimmed milk, low-fat cheese and yoghurt. I had
used it as my main source of protein. I also ate cheap but lean minced
beef, which I now realized was probably often ground-up dairy cow.
In order to cope with the chemotherapy I received for my fifth case of
cancer, I had been eating organic yoghurts as a way of helping my
digestive tract to recover and repopulate my gut with 'good' bacteria.
Recently, I discovered that way back in 1989 yoghurt had been
implicated in ovarian cancer. Dr Daniel Cramer of Harvard University
studied hundreds of women with ovarian cancer, and had them record in
detail what they normally ate. Wish I'd been made aware of his
findings when he had first discovered them.
Following Peter's and my insight into the Chinese diet, I decided to
give up not just yoghurt but all dairy produce immediately. Cheese,
butter, milk and yoghurt and anything else that contained dairy
produce - it went down the sink or in the rubbish.
It is surprising how many products, including commercial soups,
biscuits and cakes, contain some form of dairy produce. Even many
proprietary brands of margarine marketed as soya, sunflower or olive
oil spreads can contain dairy produce.
I therefore became an avid reader of the small print on food labels.
Up to this point, I had been steadfastly measuring the progress of my
fifth cancerous lump with callipers and plotting the results. Despite
all the encouraging comments and positive feedback from my doctors and
nurses, my own precise observations told me the bitter truth.
My first chemotherapy sessions had produced no effect - the lump was
still the same size.
Then I eliminated dairy products. Within days, the lump started to shrink !
About two weeks after my second chemotherapy session and one week
after giving up dairy produce, the lump in my neck started to itch.
Then it began to soften and to reduce in size. The line on the graph,
which had shown no change, was now pointing downwards as the tumour
got smaller and smaller.
And, very significantly, I noted that instead of declining
exponentially (a graceful curve) as cancer is meant to do, the
tumour's decrease in size was plotted on a straight line heading off
the bottom of the graph, indicating a cure, not suppression (or
remission) of the tumour.
One Saturday afternoon after about six weeks of excluding all dairy
produce from my diet, I practised an hour of meditation then felt for
what was left of the lump. I couldn't find it. Yet I was very
experienced at detecting cancerous lumps - I had discovered all five
cancers on my own. I went downstairs and asked my husband to feel my
neck. He could not find any trace of the lump either.
On the following Thursday I was due to be seen by my cancer specialist
at Charing Cross Hospital in London . He examined me thoroughly,
especially my neck where the tumour had been. He was initially bemused
and then delighted as he said, 'I cannot find it.'
None of my doctors, it appeared, had expected someone with my type and
stage of cancer (which had clearly spread to the lymph system) to
survive, let alone be so hale and hearty.
My specialist was as overjoyed as I was. When I first discussed my
ideas with him he was understandably skeptical. But I understand that
he now uses maps showing cancer portality in China in his lectures,
and recommends a non-dairy diet to his cancer patients.
I now believe that the link between dairy produce and breast cancer is
similar to the link between smoking and lung cancer. I believe that
identifying the link between breast cancer and dairy produce, and then
developing a diet specifically targeted at maintaining the health of
my breast and hormone system, cured me.
It was difficult for me, as it may be for you, to accept that a
substance as 'natural' as milk might have such ominous health
implications. But I am a living proof that it works and, starting from
tomorrow, I shall reveal the secrets of my revolutionary action plan.
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Seluruh badan digosok dan dibersihkan
Kotoran dari lubang hidung dan anus dikeluarkan
Bahkan lubang-lubang itupun ditutupi kapas putih...
Itulah sosok Kita....
Itulah jasad Kita waktu itu
Setelah dimandikan.. ,
Kitapun kan dipakaikan gaun cantik berwarna putih
Kain itu ...jarang orang memakainya..
Karena
sangat terkenal bernama Kafan
Wangian ditaburkan kebaju Kita...
Bahagian kepala..,badan. ..,
dan kaki diikatkan Tataplah....
tataplah. .
.itulah wajah Kita Keranda pelaminan...
langsung disiapkan Pengantin bersanding sendirian...
Mempelai diarak keliling kampung yang dihadiri tetangga
Menuju istana keabadian sebagai simbol asal usul
Kita diiringi langkah longlai seluruh keluarga
Serta rasa haru para handai taulan
Gamelan syahdu bersyairkan adzan dan kalimah Dzikir
Akad nikahnya bacaan talkin....
Berwalikan liang lahat..
Saksi-saksinya nisan-nisan. . yang telah tiba duluan
Siraman air mawar.. pengantar akhir k erin duan
Dan
akhirnya.... tiba masa pengantin..
Menunggu dan ditinggal sendirian,
Untuk mempertanggungjawab kan seluruh langkah kehidupan
Malam pertama
yang indah atau meresahkan.
. Ditemani rayap-rayap dan cacing tanah
Di kamar bertilamkan tanah..
Dan ketika 7 langkah telah pergi....
Sang Malaikat lalu bertanya.
Kita tak tahu apakah akan memperoleh Nikmat Kubur...
Ataukah Kita kan memperoleh Siksa Kubur.....
Kita tak tahu..
.Dan tak seorang pun yang tahu.....
. Saya hampir membuang email ini namun saya telah diberi kesabaran untuk membacanya terus hingga ke akhir.
Tiap hari inilah yang kita lalui....
Susah vs. Senang.
Dunia semua yang mengasyikkan. .
menyita perhatian kita.
Sedangkan dunia nyata yang menjemukan
lupa kita isi dengan hal hal yang dapat menyinari jiwa
yang nantinya akan kita bawa kepada NYA.
Mengapa susah menerima kebenaran?
Apakah karena kosongnya jiwa yang tak dapat terisi oleh kebenaran dan cahaya alam nyata?
Mengapa mudah sekali membuang email agama tetapi bangga mem "forward" kan email yang tak senonoh?
Astaghfirullah. ..
Marilah membuat keseimbangan dalam kehidupan kita,
sebelum kita menuju ke⿦.. ''Malam Pertama Kita''
SEKADAR RENUNGAN BERSAMA
From sabahan with love
Riana67 -
HAPPY MOTHER DAY 4ALL MEMBER......
Seringkali kita melihat wanita dan perempuan di luar sana yang bergelar mak..mama..mamy..@ what ever kita sebut...tetapi kita tidak pernah memberikan perhatian dan kasih sayang yang seewajarnya kepada mereka...walau pun di sudut hati kita....cinta dan kasih sayang itu ada dan terukir indah dijiwa kita....SEMPENA HARI IBU..MARILAH KITA TELUSURI BAIT-BAIT INDAH YG DIKIRIMKAN OLEH SEORANG TEMAN KEPADA SAYA...
Orang kata aku lahir dari perut mak..
(bukan org kata...memang betul)
Bila dahaga, yang susukan aku....mak
Bila lapar, yang suapkan aku....mak
Bila keseorangan, yang sentiasa di sampingku.. .mak
Kata mak, perkataan pertama yang aku sebut....Mak
Bila bangun tidur, aku cari.....mak
Bila nangis, orang pertama yang datang ....mak
Bila nak bermanja, aku dekati....mak
Bila nak bergesel, aku duduk sebelah....mak
Bila sedih, yang boleh memujukku hanya....mak
Bila nakal, yang memarahi aku....mak
Bila merajuk, yang memujukku cuma....mak
Bila melakukan kesalahan, yang paling cepat marah....mak
Bila takut, yang tenangkan aku....mak
Bila nak peluk, yang aku suka peluk....mak
Aku selalu teringatkan ....mak
Bila sedih, aku mesti talipon....mak
Bila seronok, orang pertama aku nak beritahu.....mak
Bila bengang.. aku suka luah pada..mak
Bila takut, aku selalu panggil... "mmaaakkkk! "
Bila sakit, orang paling risau adalah....mak
Bila nak exam, orang paling sibuk juga....mak
Bila buat hal, yang marah aku dulu....mak
Bila ada masalah, yang paling risau.... mak
Yang masih peluk dan cium aku sampai hari ni.. mak
Yang selalu masak makanan kegemaranku....mak
kalau balik ke kampung, yang selalu bekalkan ulam & lauk pauk.....mak
Yang selalu simpan dan kemaskan barang-barang aku....mak
Yang selalu berleter kat aku...mak
Yang selalu puji aku....mak
Yang selalu nasihat aku....mak
Bila nak kahwin..Orang pertama aku tunjuk dan rujuk.....mak
Aku ada pasangan hidup sendiri....
Bila seronok, aku cari....pasanganku
Bila sedih, aku cari....mak
Bila berjaya, aku ceritakan pada....pasanganku
Bila gagal, aku ceritakan pada....mak
Bila bahagia, aku peluk erat....pasanganku
Bila berduka, aku peluk erat.....emakku
Bila nak bercuti, aku bawa....pasanganku
Bila sibuk, aku hantar anak ke rumah....mak
Bila sambut valentine.. Aku bagi hadiah pada pasanganku
Bila sambut hari ibu...aku cuma dapat ucapkan “Selamat Hari Ibu”
Selalu.. aku ingat pasanganku
Selalu.. mak ingat kat aku
Bila-bila... aku akan talipon pasanganku
Entah bila... aku nak talipon mak
Selalu...aku belikan hadiah untuk pasanganku
Entah bila... aku nak belikan hadiah untuk emak
Renungkan:
"Kalau kau sudah habis belajar dan berkerja... bolehkah kau kirim wang untuk mak?
mak bukan nak banyak... lima puluh ringgit sebulan pun cukuplah".
Berderai air mata jika kita mendengarnya........
Tapi kalau mak sudah tiada..........
MAKKKKK...RINDU MAK.... RINDU SANGAT....
Berapa ramai yang sanggup menyuapkan ibunya....
berapa ramai yang sanggup mencuci muntah ibunya.....
berapa ramai yang sanggup mengantikan lampin ibunya.....
berapa ramai yang sanggup membersihkan najis ibunya.......
berapa ramai yang sanggup membuang ulat dan membersihkan luka kudis ibunya....
berapa ramai yang sanggup berhenti kerja untuk menjaga ibunya.....
dan akhir sekali berapa ramai yang sembahyang JENAZAH ibunya.......
Seorang anak mendapatkan ibunya yang sedang sibuk menyediakan makan malam di dapur lalu menghulurkan sekeping kertas yang bertulis sesuatu. Si ibu segera mengesatkan tangan di apron menyambut kertas yang dihulurkan oleh si anak lalu membacanya.Kos upah membantu ibu:
1) Tolong pergi kedai : RM4.00
2) Tolong jaga adik : RM4..00
3) Tolong buang sampah : RM1.00
4) Tolong kemas bilik : RM2.00
5) Tolong siram bunga : RM3.00
6) Tolong sapu sampah : RM3.00
Jumlah : RM17.00
Selesai membaca, si ibu tersenyum memandang si anak sambil sesuatu berlegar-legar si mindanya. Si ibu mencapai sebatang pen dan menulis sesuatu di belakang kertas yang sama.
1) Kos mengandungkanmu selama 9 bulan - PERCUMA
2) Kos berjaga malam kerana menjagamu - PERCUMA
3) Kos air mata yang menitis keranamu - PERCUMA
4) Kos kerunsingan kerana bimbangkanmu - PERCUMA
5) Kos menyediakan makan minum, pakaian, dan keperluanmu -PERCUMA
Jumlah Keseluruhan Nilai Kasihku - PERCUMA
Air mata si anak berlinang setelah membaca apa yang dituliskan oleh siibu. Si anak menatap wajah ibu,memeluknya dan berkata,
"Saya Sayangkan Ibu". Kemudian si anak mengambil pen dan menulis "Telah Dibayar" pada mukasurat yang sama ditulisnya.
"Jika kamu menyayangi ibumu, "forward"kanlah Email ini kepada sahabat- sahabat anda.
1 orang : Kamu tidak sayangkan ibumu
2-4 orang : Kamu sayang ibumu
5-9 orang : Bagus! Sayang jugak kamu kepada Ibumu
10/lebih : Syabas!Kamu akan disayangi Ibumu
"
MARILAH KITA RENUNGKAN...APA YG TELAH KITA BERIKAN PADA IBUBAPA KITA ...DAN BERSYUKURLAH PADA MEREKA YG MASIH ADA MAK AYAH
WITH LOVE
ARAMAITIIIII...FRM SABAHAN...
RIANA67jerk2790 -
JUZ KIDDING.....EHHEHEHEHE
Sekadar gurauan ye sayang...buat terapi jiwa yg tengah gundah..
Alahai Mak Cik.........
Suatu hari..seorang Makcik menyewakan salah satu biliknya
untuk seorang pemuda penyelidik nak buat kajian kat kampungnyer..
Penyelidik yang dah bersetuju tu pun menyewa la..
Malam tu..
Time penyelidik tu nak mandi..maklum ler bilik air kampung..
Dah tu dia tu..hensem lagi..muda lagi..
Makcik tu pun "semacam" ler..dia pun nak pi ngendap si anak muda nie mandi....
Makcik nie kantoi sekali..oleh pemuda tu..
Kali keduanya pun kantoi..nak ngendap nie..
Kali ketiganya..pemuda tu naik bengang dan bagi warning..
" Kalau makcik ngendap saya sekali lagi...saya rogol makcik!!!"
Kemudian..makcik tu keluarkan jari kelingking dan berkata...
" JANJI TAU..!!"..
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Burung Spesel
Pada suatu hari sorang suami baru pulang dari Brazil , membawa burung kakak tua yang sangatlah spesel..
Si isteri bertanya..pada si suami...
" Abang..buat aper beli burung tu..?! Kan mahal tu..!"
Suami menjawab..
" Ala takper..burung ni spesel..tengok nie.."
Suaminya mengangkat tangan kanan dan memetik jarinya...burung itu terus menyanyi lagu POP..
Si isteri sangat suka..dan menyuruh suaminya mengangkat tangan kiri plak..
Si suami..berbuat demikian dan memetik jarinya.. dan burung itu terus menyanyi lagu ROCK pula..
Si isteri pun suka dan bertanya..
" Abang, kalau kita angkat kedua-dua tangan plak camner..?"
Suaminya menjawab.." Awak cuba la buat.."
Si isteri mengangkat kedua2 tangannya dan memetik jarinya..lalu..burung itu pun berkata...
" SATU SATU LAH, BODOH..!!! "
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mengandung anak gajah??????
Seorang lelaki yang badannya gendut naik kereta
api. Penumpang sangat penuh maka lelaki itu
terpaksa berdiri. Dia merasa ada yang
menyenggolnya lalu lelaki itupun melihat
kebelakang. Ada seorang ibu hamil yang juga
sedang berdiri. Melihat wanita hamil itu maka
lelaki bertanya pada wanita itu :
Lelaki: Hi... kakak hamil ya ?
Ibu hamil : Iya udah tahu tanya lagi (kata wanita
dengan nada kesal)
Lelaki: Isinya orang ya, kak ?
Ibu hamil : Iya (dengan nada kesal, lalu
bertanya)Encik hamil juga ya?
Lelaki: Iya (Sambil ketawa)
Ibu hamil : (Karena merasa jawaban lelaki itu
tidak sopan dia melanjutkan pertanyaannya) Isinya
orang ya?
Lelaki: Bukan, isinya anak gajah (sambil ketawa lagi).
Ibu hamil : (terkejut, lalu ketawa)
Lelaki: Laa... kenapa ketawa? (dengan bingungnya)
Ibu hamil : Oh isinya anak gajah, ya... patutlah
belalainya keluar( sambil menunjuk seluar lelaki
yang lupa dikancing)
Lelaki:???????????
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Skandal Doktor
Seorang lelaki yang kebetulan seorang doktor muda, merasa tidak selesa dengan apa yang telah berlaku.
Ia pulang ke rumah dengan wajah muram.
Setibanya di rumah, ia merebahkan diri di katil dan fikirannya mula melayang
Lalu ia mendengar suara dalam kepalanya berkata,
"Sudahlah, tidak usah difikirkan. Skandal doktor membuat hubungan intim
dengan pesakit terjadi di mana-mana.
Jadi kamu tidak perlu merasa bimbang."
Doktor tersebut cuba untuk setuju, tapi apa yang telah terjadi pagi
itu terbayang kembali dan perasaan tidak selesa muncul lagi.
Ia membalikkan badan dan mendengar lagi suara dalam kepalanya,
"Tak perlu bimbang,orang sudah mula biasa dengan skandal hubungan seksual
antara doktor dan pesakitnya."
Lelaki itu mulai tenang dan perasaannya beransur-ansur pulih...
Tiba-tiba suara lain dalam kepalanya berkata,
"Tapi masalahnya kamu kan doktor haiwan"
Sorang taukeh kedai restoren sedang mengira pinggan mangkuk di kedainya...
- 13 mangkuk pecah
- 5 mangkuk retak
- 2 mangkuk hilang
DAN....
- 1 mangkuk hayun sedang baca email ni.....
daa...pegi buat keje.....takde keje lain ke 2...asyik tgk pc je ekekekekeekekeke
JANGAN MARAH YE...I PN CM U JG..ASYIK DOK KAT PC JE....DA KEMARUK BEB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Warmest Regards,
RIANA......ARAMAITIIII -
juz 4 u....
40 MISTAKES MEN MAKE WHILE HAVING SEX WITH WOMEN
1) NOT KISSING FIRST.
>Avoiding her lips and diving straight for the erogenous zones makes her
>feel like you're paying by the hour and trying to get your money's worth by
>cutting out nonessentials. A proper passionate kiss is the Ultimate form of
>foreplay.
2) BLOWING TOO HARD IN HER EAR.
>Admit it, some kid at school told you girls love this. Well, there's a
>difference between being erotic and blowing as if you're trying to
>extinguish the candles on your 50th birthday cake. That hurts.
>3) NOT SHAVING.
>You often forget you have a porcupine strapped to your chin which you rake
>repeatedly across your partner's face and thighs. When she turns her head
>from side to side, it's not passion, it's avoidance.
>4) SQUEEZING HER BREAST.
>Most men act like a housewife testing a melon for ripeness when they get
>their hand on a pair. Stroke, caress, and smooth them.
5) BITING HER NIPPLES.
>Why do men fasten onto a woman's nipples, then clamp down like they're
>trying to deflate her body via her breasts? Nipples are highly
>sensitive. They can't stand up to chewing. Lick and suck them gently.
>Flicking your tongue across them is good. Pretending they're a dogie toy
>isn't.
6) TWIDDLING HER NIPPLES.
>Stop doing that thing where you twiddle the nipples between finger and
>thumb like you're trying to find a radio station in a hilly area. Focus on
>the whole breasts, not just the exclamation points.
7) IGNORING THE OTHER PARTS OF HER BODY.
>A woman is not a highway with just three turnoffs: Breastville East and
>West, and the Midtown Tunnel. There are vast areas of her body which you've
>ignored far too often as you go bombing straight into downtown Vagina. So
>start paying them some attention.
8) GETTING THE HAND TRAPPED.
>Poor manual dexterity in the underskirt region can result in tangled
>fingers and underpants. If you're going to be that aggressive, just ask her
>to take the damn things off.
9) LEAVING HER A LITTLE PRESENT.
>Condom disposal is the man's responsibility. You wore it, you store it.
10) ATTACKING THE CLITORIS.
>Direct pressure is very unpleasant, so gently rotate your fingers along
>side of the clitoris.
11) STOPPING FOR A BREAK.
>Women, unlike men, don't pick up where they left off. If you stop, they
>plummet back to square one very fast. If you can tell she's not there, keep
>going at all costs, numb jaw or not.
12) UNDRESSING HER AWKWARDLY.
>Women hate looking stupid, but stupid she will look when naked at the waist
>with a sweater stuck over her head. Unwrap her like an elegant present, not
>a kid's toy.
13) GIVING HER A WEDGIE DURING FOREPLAY.
>Stroking her gently through her panties can be very sexy. Pulling the
>material up between her thighs and yanking it back and forth is not.
14) BEING OBSESSED WITH THE VAGINA.
>Although most men can find the clitoris without maps, they still believe
>that the vagina is where it's all at. No sooner is your hand down there
>than you're trying to stuff stolen banknotes up a chimney. This is okay in
>principle, but if you're not careful, it can hurt - so don't get carried
>away. It's best to pay more attention to her clitoris and the exterior of
>her vagina at first, then gently slip a finger inside her and see if she
>likes it.
15) MASSAGING TOO ROUGHLY.
>You're attempting to give her a sensual, relaxing massage to get her in the
>mood. Hands and fingertips are okay; elbows and knees are not.
16) UNDRESSING PREMATURELY.
>Don't force the issue by stripping before she's at least made some move
>toward getting your stuff off, even if it's just undoing a couple of
>buttons.
17) TAKING YOUR PANTS OFF FIRST.
>A man in socks and underpants is a at his worst. Lose the socks first.
18) GOING TOO FAST.
>When you get to the penis-in-vagina situation, the worst thing you can do
>is pump away like an industrial power tool - she'll soon feel like an
>assembly-line worker made obsolete by your technology. Build up slowly,
>with clean, straight, regular thrusts.
19) GOING TOO HARD.
>If you bash your great triangular hip bones into her thigh or stomach, the
>pain is equal to two weeks of horseback riding concentrated into a few
>seconds.
20) COMING TOO SOON.
>Every man's fear. With reason. If you shoot before you see the whites of
>her eyes, make sure you have a backup plan to ensure her pleasure too.
21) NOT COMING SOON ENOUGH.
>It may appear to you that humping for an hour without climaxing is the mark
>of a sex god, but to her it's more likely the mark of a numb vagina. At
>least buy some intriguing wall hangings, so she has something to hold her
>interest while you're playing Marathon Man.
22) ASKING IF SHE HAS COME.
>You really ought to be able to tell. Most women make noise. But if you
>really don't know, don't ask.
23) PERFORMING ORAL SEX TOO GENTLY.
>Don't act like a giant cat at a saucer of milk. Get your whole mouth down
>there, and concentrate on gently rotating or flicking your tongue on her
>clitoris.
24) NUDGING HER HEAD DOWN.
>Men persist in doing this until she's eyeball-to-penis, hoping that it will
>lead very swiftly to mouth-to-penis. All women hate this. It's about three
>steps from being dragged to a cave by their hair. If you want her to use
>her mouth, use yours; try talking seductively to her.
25) NOT WARNING HER BEFORE YOU CLIMAX.
>Sperm tastes like sea water mixed with egg white. Not everybody likes it.
>When she's performing oral sex, warn her before you come so she can do
>what's necessary.
26) MOVING AROUND DURING FELLATIO.
>Don't thrust. She'll do all the moving during fellatio. You just lie there.
>And don't grab her head.
27) TAKING ETIQUETTE ADVICE FROM PORN MOVIES.
>In X-rated movies, women seem to love it when men ejaculate over them. In
>real life, it just means more laundry to do.
28) MAKING HER RIDE ON TOP FOR AGES.
>Asking her to be on top is fine. Lying there grunting while she does all
>the hard work is not. Caress her gently, so that she doesn't feel quite so
>much like the captain of a schooner. And let her have a rest.
29) ATTEMPTING ANAL SEX AND PRETENDING IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.
>This is how men earn a reputation for not being able to follow directions.
>If you want to put it there, ask her first. And don't think that being
>drunk is an excuse.
30) TAKING PICTURES.
>When a man says, "Can I take a photo of you?" she'll hear the words "to
>show my buddies." At least let her have custody of them.
31) NOT BEING IMAGINATIVE ENOUGH.
>Imagination is anything from drawing patterns on her back to pouring honey
>on her and licking it off. Fruit, vegetables, ice and feathers are all
>handy props; hot candle wax and permanent dye are a no no.
32) SLAPPING YOUR STOMACH AGAINST HERS.
>There is no less erotic noise. It's as sexy as a belching contest.
33) ARRANGING HER IN STUPID POSES.
>If she wants to do advanced yoga in bed, fine, but unless she's a Romanian
>gymnast, don't get too ambitious. Ask yourself if you want a sexual partner
>with snapped hamstrings.
34) LOOKING FOR HER PROSTATE.
>Read this carefully: Anal stimulation feels good for men because they have
>a prostate. Women don't.
35) GIVING LOVE BITES.
>It is highly erotic to exert some gentle suction on the sides of the neck,
>if you do it carefully. No woman wants to have to wear turtlenecks and
>jaunty scarves for weeks on end.
36) BARKING INSTRUCTIONS.
>Don't shout encouragement like a coach with a megaphone. It's not a big
>turn-on.
37) TALKING DIRTY.
>It makes you sound like a lonely magazine editor calling a 1-900 line. If
>she likes nasty talk, she'll let you know.
38) NOT CARING WHETHER SHE COMES.
>You have to finish the job. Keep on trying until you get it right, and she
>might even do the same for you.
39) SQUASHING HER.
>Men generally weigh more than women, so if you lie on her a bit too
>heavily, she will turn blue.
40) THANKING HER.
>Never thank a woman for having sex with you. Your bedroom is not a soup
>kitchen.
jangan fikir yg negetive k....juz 4 u....
Thanks & Regards
riana67....
frm sabah with love....aramaitiiii............... -
ALL ABOUT MY LOVE...HAPPY VALENTINE DAY.....
Melihat suasana politik perak sekarang ini amat mengecewakan....apa tidaknya...melayu dengan melayu bergaduh sesama sendiri....bangsa lain bertepuk tangan....melayu sampai KURANG AJAR dengan kesultanan yang kita banggakan...bangsa lain tertawa tanpa kita sedari....Dimana sensiviti kita sebagai TUAN di bumi sendiri? kenapa kita harus mengikut telunjuk bangsa yang hanya sekadar mengaut keuntungan dibumi kita tanpa memikirkan perasaan kita sebagai melayu?alangkah moleknya jika kita sebagai melayu bersatu dan berpadu tenaga dan membentuk satu identiti yang tidak dapat diperdolak dalikkan oleh sesiapa pun....Inilah yang dinamakan KURANGNYA CINTA dalam sanubari kita terhadap bangsa, agama dan negara kita (negeri).
Seharusnya dalam bulan Febuari ini...bulan yang sangat sinonim dengan ayat CINTA (LOVE), kita membelai jiwa kita dengan kasih sayang sesama bangsa dan agama, tetapi apa yang menyedihkan, kita malah berbalah hanya satu STATUS yang tuhan anugerahkan pada yang layak dan boleh memimpin. Jika kita hanya ingin menjadi boneka bagi kepuasan bangsa lain, memanglah tuhan murka....saya tidak mengata sesiapa kerana saya pun bukan orang sana...(saya org sabahlah) tapi bak kata orang...cubit paha kanan, paha kiri pun terasa beb....biarlah kita bersatu dalam segala hal. Tak kiralah siapa yang memerintah, janji kita tidak melupakan sejarah lalu bahawa pembentukan satu negara yang merdeka dan berdaulat dengan raja berperlembagaan itu bukan satu jalan yang mudah...Kenapa kita harus menghancurkan semua itu hanya kerana kita tidak dapat apa yang kita inginkan??????bukankah rezeki itu datangnya dari tuhan....justeru dari itu, tuhan boleh mengambil semula apa yang telah diberikan pada kita, jika kita tidak menjaga tanggung jawab itu dengan amanah dan jujur serta ikhlas. Kita boleh marah (kerana tuhan menganugerahkan kita dengan nafsu) tetapi biarlah dalam kontrol...jangan sampai, kita yang bersusah payah meraih kemerdekaan dan keamanan serta keharmonian tetapi dengan mudah bangsa asing meruntuhkan semua yang telah kita bina selama ini hanya kerana ketidak puasan mereka pada kita yang dinamakan melayu ini...Dengan rasa cinta dan kasih sayang yang ada pada kita semua terutama rakyat perak....marilah kita melupakan sengketa.....ada agenda yang lebih penting daripada DEMONSTRASI JALANAN....GAJAH DENGAN GAJAH YANG BERTELAGAH....PELANDUK MATI DITENGAH-TENGAH...
Kita seharusnya melihat contoh dari negara luar yang tidak seharmoni negara kita...apa yang mereka dapat? Inginkah kita menjadi pelarian ditanah air sendiri hanya untuk memuaskan nafsu serakah pihak-pihak tertentu? Marilah kita semai jiwa kita dengan cinta dan kasih sayang...biar mekar dan subur. Tetapi jangan pula kita semai jiwa kita dengan cinta dan nafsu serakah sahaja dan merosakkan bangsa kita yang memang kecil dan agak daif dibandingkan bangsa lain....lihatlah disekeliling kita sekarang....nilailah persekitaran kita sekarang...pandanglah panorama kita sekarang...DIMANA MELAYU BERADA? DI MANA ISLAM BERADA? siapa yang mengkhianati bangsa kita...siapa yang mengkhianati agama kita...kenapa kita harus mengikut telunjuk orang lain sedangkan semua yang ada di bumi ini adalah milik kita yang telah diamanahkan kita untuk menjaga dan merawatnya dengan sempurna tanpa meminggirkan bangsa lain yang kita hormati....
Kalau orang lain merasa harmoni berada dibumi malaysia.....mestikah kita cuma berbangga tanpa memikirkan kedaulatan negara dan maruah kita sebagai pewaris bangsa yang merdeka....jangan kerana cinta dan nafsu kita lupakan asal usul kita.....HAPPY VALENTINE DAY...from sabah with love...aramiti....
