Where is my money?

this story is according to hadith whose sanat is weak but can be used for preaching purposes(according to Prof Omar)

A rich man went to Hajj.When he reached Makkah,he took 100 dinar(which he brought) and kept it with a resident of Makkah who in known(and popular) for his honesty.When the rich man came back to take back his money(afer performing his Hajj),he found out that the man has died.

So the rich man asked the family members,but none of them knew where his money was. So the rich man went to the Ulama' and told them of his situation.He was told to go to Zam Zam well at the stroke of midnight,look into the well and call the dead man by name.If the dead man is among the people of Jannah,he'll reply.The rich man did as told.But when he called,no reply came.The rich man went back to the Ulama' and told them what happened. 'Innalillahiwaraji'un'..the dead man is in Jahannam! The ulama' told the rich man to look into another well(i can't remember the name,and location of the well.but that well existed during that time),look into the well cand call the dead man by name.if the dead man is Jahannam,he'll reply.The dead man answered! The rich man asked ,'Where is my money?'.The dead man said 'I buried it in my house because i don't trust my family,so go and dig'. The confused rich man further asked 'How come you are now in Jahannam'.The dead man said 'I have a poor sister.I wasn't kind to her.Allah punished me because of her(of his unkindess to her)'#

wallahu'alam

the Prophet (Peace be upon him): who cut family relations won't enter the Paradise..

so,how's the story you people out there?? what i've gained during the Maghrib kuliah 2 nights ago really hit me on the nasal bone.basic and vital things which we thought has been taken care of actually has not.what we see(if we don't look hard enough) and experience now are merely the tip pf ice-berg..continue with our ignorance and lack of attention to family and relative issues,we end up like Titanic..

you see,I'm not writing as if I'm a no-problem-person.. whatever i'm presenting here expresses the worries within me.and I'm sure this is a community-wide issue..world-wide issue.. the quote 'Nothing waste more time than worrying ' tak boleh diterima pakai coz depends on what kinda thing we're worried about.. some(or at most)times.we care for things not in their places and proportions.Islamic and ethical issues are bombarded everyday with the so called globalization,west-heat wave..this kinda things does effect us.. but we can make a difference,believe me.If there's a will,and if Allah's will,there is a way.Sama ada kita sudah bersedia atau belum with an ever constant thing called 'change'.

isn't it a lovely thing for a family how rich or poor sit together at the dining table or on floor eating food luxurios and tasty or not in a house big or small ,brick or wood?? the point is,no money can buy happiness.we have to work it out no matter what.The feeling of jealous towards our friends who belongs to a keluarga bahagia indicates something positive.But the feeling would be rather useless if we only sit and watch without any further thinking,analysing and processing. What's the prob with my family? What have i done so far,to bring the family back togther?mom and dad always fighting?should i interfere?big bro always outside hanging out with his friends,should i speak to him?im alwayz busy with my own world..what should i do? .. all this kind of questions la..

ive been to many states in Malaysia throughout my study years.met so many people,been to so many family houses.Perlis,Negeri Sembilan,Penang,KL,Selangor,Pahang..differences detected , observed and experienced.but alhamdulillah most of the family ive known are very kind.they live a happy life no matter how hi,medium or low their tahap hidup is.family ties,family relations..cukup rapi penjagaannya.some even adopted me as their anak angkat!i say..so sweet..hehehe..rasa macam family sendiri jer.so comfortable to talk to them,..macam cushion yang lembut la.. :) (i don't talk too cushions!!) :O .heheh.. hey you there,hope korang faham wuteva im sayin'.. forgive me if ada terlaser,or which ever part of the text which y'all tak setuju.i know this last 2 paragraph sorta bercampur aduk..so many things to say,but in an unorganized way.sorry!Im a human,tak lari dari silap..we're humans,tak semua berfikiran sama.. forgive me if Im wrong.yang baik datangnya dari Allah,yg buruk datangnya dr aku sendiri.. wallahu'alam.

hijrul al karib

9th Major Sin


'if you have poor relative,give(help) to them first.If you sadaqah to strangers first,it won't be written down in our book'

how do we care for the family institution nowadays?how do we,as daughters,sons,abe Long,kak Long,or even the youngest member,play our role in the family?o we simply leave the task of upholding this holy institution to our parents because we're busy studying/working ? Do we visit our family/relatives?Do we check on their conditions? Do we enter the house with salam,or do we fail to spread salam even when we see them?When family relations are broken,do we join and seal them? Be truthful to yourself,you've got the answers,and they're there to serve you..

One of the sahabahs(i can't remember who) once said during his talk that anyone(who is sitting in the majlis and listening) who breaks relationship with his or her relative , should get up and leave.A man at the far end of the group stood up and left the majlis.He went to his aunt.She asked,what brought you to me after so long?the man told her what he heard from the majlis.the aunt asked him to go back to the majlis and ask why.. the reply came 'Rasulullah said,Mercy of Allah doesn't come to any group of people who among them cut off relations'..

wallahua'lam..

STEW-PID & STRESSED OUT

I did a stupid thing last nite.. couldn't hold back the temper barrier,and the dam just broke! i regret for what ive done.must do a control check so that it won't happen again eh?!best part,when i tried to contact this friend of mine,dia pon stressed out ! i say.. kay kay..

opeh,nazima,ieja,and naimah..the so-called permanent library-8am faces.. hiyak hiyak..my mom coming!!!! kay..gottagoo...

Highway of My Humanity

My soul, riddled with bullet wounds,
Drives on the dark road of my life,
Towards the moon, pregnant and heavy with stoicism.
The headlights break through the darkness,
Showing me only the patches of night ahead,
Leaving me to imagine the sweetness of day.

Driving on this road of life,
Heading for dreams that do not exist for me,
If I crash along the way, will there be a notice that I am gone?

Dreams that seem as sugar to me like the day to my road,
Not to be tasted, not to be realized, not to be seen,
As the road will never been seen in the light.

Heart, blood-shot with crying, leads my broken soul on,
One after the other, the stops along the way end nowhere,
None can grant me my dream, nor guide me to it.

So the soul moves on, down the dark road,
No stops along the way coming without pain and grief,
And no dream within the sight of the darkness

SleepingQueen

the big day has arrived..heheh..takde la gempak or stuffs,..but for sure tonight is the night.Tak sure pun how many of us gonna turn up at GB corner. Najwa!!! Gosh...payah beno nak ngajok minah sorang nie.. luckily she called last nite saying that she'll come,after 10.30pm.okay lah tuh,at least ada intention to come.ey Najwa,everyone misses evry1 tau..in fact,pak yol asked,'shameera datang tak?'..hiyak hiyak hiyak,..

kay,today nyer class aku ngantuk !!!! help! i need some help...!! my fault ,really,last nite slept late..humm,petang nie ada practical ..anat.beside me cemah..in front of me,munirah..she's about to leave..and so should i.. God bless you all.sorry post nie boring..coz im bored!!!!!!!!!! dats y..heheh..kay..

ps:... Mourning Sickness ----------------------

BELEN, N.M. - A New Mexico family who had just completed a funeral mass for a loved one were shocked to discover his
cremation urn contained only sanitary wipes . There was
nothing sinister about the missing remains, but rather a
mix-up by a confused funeral home employee created the
mourning fiasco. The funeral for the late Edward Pacheco
went ahead Monday, although the family had not been informed
Pacheco had not yet been cremated, said Dicky Romero of
Romero Funeral Homes in Belen. Romero said the employee was
told the crematorium was waiting for the signed death
certificate and cremation authorization. Romero said when he
asked his employee why he let the funeral proceed to the
cemetery, he responded he hadn't known what to do. "This is
a mockery," said Helen Pacheco-Torres, Pacheco's sister. "As
a Catholic family, we performed a Mass for our loved one,
but in reality, we blessed a package of baby wipes."

ain't no sunshine

its like taking a trip to middle earth..doh!ye la,you know when you're not well prepared,then things get really bad and heated up..u start sweating ,quicker breathing,but the heat heat gets even hotter..whoa..i dunno if i was a loser yesterday..not that im a winner or what ..No..not like that .lets just say,yesterday was a very bad bad day for me.learnt a few points from my mistake there.

but after a few laughs (not by myself obviously),the lava started to cool.and so did i.hiyak hiyak hiyak..then lasnite,called home,chit chat a little with my mum,sis and bro.hehe..my sis actually wrote a testimonial for me!!then spoke to iskandar..his 'hello' somehow was transformed to a cat scream.ingatkan kucing gila mana tah..heheh..my family is off to bangkok this wednesday.aku risau gaks coz wilayah tuh kan tengah bergolak sekarang nie..i know its at the southern thailand,but still... and another 'but still'..im again alone here in malaysia..been quite sometimes since i went for hols with my family. but its okay.. people do go through this kinda thing ..

lemme see,zam is in front of me..some assigment i guess.depan;sister 2nd year.i dunno her name.oh ya,juz now sembang with sedi.he told me the coming batch ada 'pinky club' or something like dat.and i wuz '...what??'..he explained la ada softy in the coming batch..astaghfirullah..nie memang kena basuh nie..humm..this thingy really worries me.i pray it doesn't happen to any of my family member or keturunan kami..to those yg ada frens softy tuh,bawak2 bertaubat la...till when we nak support perkara yg sangat dimurkai Allah nie.think about it eh?!

ive had lunch.maximus is already back at yuni's place..kay,till next time..
by the way..here's something else i would like to share.taken from http://www.onion.demon.co.uk ..read on.

Hey, I'm Gay!

Sydney Morning Herald -- An employee for Ansett Australia, who happened to have the last name of GAY, got on a plane recently using one of his company's "Free Flight" programs. However, when Mr. Gay tried to take his seat, he found it being occupied by a paying passenger. So, not to make a fuss, he simply chose another seat.

Unknown to Mr. Gay, another Ansett Australia flight at the airport experienced mechanical problems. The passengers of this other flight were being rerouted to various airplanes. A few were put on Mr. Gay's flight and anyone who was holding a "free" ticket was being "bumped".

Ansett officials, armed with a list of these "freebee" ticket holders boarded the plane to remove the free ticket holders. Of course, our Mr. Gay was not sitting in his assigned seat as you may remember. So when the Ticket Agent approached the seat where Mr. Gay was supposed to be sitting, she asked a startled customer "Are you Gay?". The man, shyly nodded that he was, at which point she demanded: "Then you have to get off the plane".

Mr. Gay, overhearing what the Ticket Agent had said, tried to clear up the situation: "You've got the wrong man. I'm Gay!". This caused an angry third passenger to yell "Hell, I'm gay too! They can't kick us all off!"

Confusion reined as more an more passengers began yelling that Ansett Australia had no right to remove gays from their flights. Ansett refused to comment on the incident.

what a fine day

today sangat sangat best...morning had a quiz...then 1 class.then finish!! skipped lunch.terus balik ke bilik..rest.then suddenly ada emergenct call from chue..some sisters kena tinggal dek bas..actually the bus was there,parked nicely at the bus parking space..but the pakcik was kinda invisible that time.nobody saw him..or maybe he didnt see the gurls.heng,aisha,amber went in my car.zoomed to the terminal.luckily we made it on time..than later hantar asila pulak.dia balik melaka.humm..back to my room..then perut nie terasa lapar la plak.. went to taj point..had mee goreng mamak..than went to fetch maximus.. heheh..kay ,kay..this week ramai sisters yang balik..brothers aku tak berapa nak sure..humm.tapi yang pastinya im among those yg tak balik this week..ive to cover jirah and lin to jaga the computer lab..3 malam maa...humm..kay,i think i better be going..nak maghrib dah nie..

"It makes you smarter"- on the other hand,exercise can increase the amount of oxygen reaching our brains by as much as 30%.studies have shown that increasing the amount of oxygen availble to the brain increases mental activity.Jogging,a brisk walk,or mowing the lawn can restore your mental edge..

ps:jogged 2 1/2 rounds at taman bandar..didnt sleep till 4am!!! heheh..