Google Award Celebration !!
Monday, July 11th, 2011I got this email so called from “Google Team” and it is obviously is a SCAM!!!
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Kisah Para Wali (Dzun Nun dengan sosej)
Friday, July 8th, 2011Telah 10 tahun lamanya Zun Nun ingin memakan sosej, tetapi keinginan itu tidak pernah dipenuhi. Kebetulan esok adalah Hari Raya dan hatinya berkata:
“Bagaimana jika esok engkau memberi kami sesuap sosej sekadar untuk menyambut Hari Raya?”
“Wahai hatiku, jika demikian yang engkau kehendaki, maka biarkanlah aku membaca seluruh ayat Al-Quran di dalam solat sunat dua rakaat malam nanti.”
Hatinya mengizinkan. Keesokan harinya Zun Nun meletakkan sosej di depannya. Ia telah membasuh tangan tetapi sosej itu tidak jadi dimakannya; ia segera menunaikan solat.
“Apa yang telah terjadi?” seseorang yang menyaksikan hal itu bertanya kepada Zun Nun.
“Baru sebentar tadi, hatiku berkata kepadaku,” jawab Zun Nun.
“..akhirnya setelah sepuluh tahun lamanya kau beribadah barulah tercapai keinginanku!” Tetapi segara ku menjawab:”Demi Allah, keinginanmu tidak akan tercapai”
Yang meriwayatkan kisah ini mengatakan ketika Zun Nun mengucapkan kata-kata itu, masuklah seorang yang membawa semangkuk sosej ke hadapannya dan berkata:
“Guru, aku datang ke mari bukan kehendakku sendiri, tetapi sebenarnya sebagai utusan. Baiklah kujelaskan perkara sebenarnya kepadamu. Aku mencari nafkah sebagai seorang buruh untuk menanggung beberapa orang anakku. Mereka telah lama meminta sosej kepadaku, oleh itu kerana aku menyimpan wang. Malam semalam kubuatkan sosej ini untuk menyambut Hari Raya. Tadi aku bermimpi melihat wajah Rasulullah SAW yang bercahaya menerangi bumi. Rasulullah berkata kepadaku:
“Jika engkau ingin melihatku di hari akhirat nanti, berilah sosej itu kepada Zun Nun dan katakan kepadanya bahawa Muhammad bin Abdullah bin Abdul Mutalib telah memohon ampun untuknya agar ia dapat menenangkan hatinya dan memakan sosej ini hanya sekadarnya”
“Aku taati” kata Zun Nun sambil menangis.
sumber: Kisah para wali
no one life that is perfect
Thursday, April 14th, 2011In this society that emphasizes on the packaging, we would sometimes inevitably envy other people’s good looks, and lament about our own imperfection.
But in my years of experience, I have discovered that there’s no one life that is perfect, everyone has a lack of something.
Some couples are very loving, monthly salary of 10K+, but they could have problems bearing child.
Some people have the looks and talent, but could have a rough time in relationships.
Some people have lots of money, but they don’t have filial children.
Some people look to have a good life, but their brain could be empty all their life.
Everyone’s life has been designed with imperfections, you may not want it, but it will follow you.
I used to hate my imperfection, but now I have learnt to accept it with open arms.
You don’t have to have everything. If you have everything, what’s left for the others ?
Also recognize that life has flaws, that I will not compare myself with others, instead cherish what you already have.
So, don’t go around envying others, count the blessings that Heaven has bestowed upon you, you will find that there are more things that you have than things that you don’t have
And what you do not have, although not lovable, is very much part of your life, accept and appreciate it, and your life will be much happier
p/s : i got this nice post somewhere i can’t remember.
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Saturday, January 1st, 2011
Inspired Story About Small Deed..
Tuesday, July 13th, 2010I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky.
I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father’s drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away.
He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand. “Who stole the money?” he asked. I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, “Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!”
He lifted up the bamboo stick. Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father’s hand and said, “Dad, I was the one who did it!” The long stick smacked my brother’s back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath. After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, “You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you be possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!”
