GONG XI Fa CHAI!

Salaam guys, read on and enjoy.. thanks.


Salam dan selamat sejahtera kepada semua warga "to love is to share" . Semoga hari hari anda semua adalah seceria hujan yang turun membasahi bbumi sepanjang menanti kehadiran tahun baru. Satu tahun baru bagi masyarakat Tiong Hua dinegara kita dan seluruh dunia amnya..

Ah! hujan rahmat .. seperti kita yang perlu minum air tatkala kehausan, dahaga kekeringan dan air diperlukan untuk membasah tekak, membasah tubuh badan yang kering elak dari dihidrasi, lalu kekal tubuh badan yang sihat walafiat agar terus dapat menyumbang tenaga sebagai seorang yang produktif, demi agama, bangsa dan negara.. hahaha, bukan untuk merusuh diluar sana seperrti kekecohan dunia di negara Mesir a.k.a Egypt, sama seperti apa yang terjadi pada Anwar Sadat berpuluh tahun dulu. (hehehe, dah tak ingat berapa puluh tahun)

Namun didalam kekecohan rusuhan, kesulitan orang lain, terutamanya seperti Hosni Mubarak yang sedang dalam dilema, nak jadi autokratik ke? atau kekal bersikap sicular atau berubah menjadi demokratik.. jangan pulak kita menanguk di airr yang keroh. dah le hujan turun tanpa henti sepanjang malam hingga ke subuh , sudah tentu air didarrat, ditanah besar, dirumput kering atau dijalanan yang lengang, air juga tentu keroh sama seperti kekerohan air muka rakyat Mesir yang didalam dilema sekarang ini..

Ah! apa ku kisah! itu mereka dan bukan aku dan rakyat negara ku. hmm, tetapi perlu juga kita kisah sebab kita perlu belajar dari kesilapan orang lain, kita perlu juga belajar dari kemajuan orang lain. maka itu kita semua harus bijak, bijak menilai yang mana baik dan yang mana buruk. yang mana "anwar Sadat" dan yang mana "Hosni Mubarak", agar kita tidak menanggung duka tatkala semua bergembira merayakan tahun baru masing masing, perayaan masing masing, bersama keluarga, ibu bapa .. dan adik beradik, sanak saudara, sahabat andai serta rakan taulan..

Tum! Tum! Tum! kedengaran bunyi mercun berdentum sana sini menjelang tahun baru, itu tandanya kemeriahan suasana dan kegembiraan masyarakat yang meraikan tahun baru ini. dan harapan kita biar le ianya kekal sedemikian bergembira dan bersyukur dengan apa yang kita ada, didalam masyarakat majmuk erat sesama kita , tanpa konflik tanpa kekecohan dan bukan meriam atau senapang yang berdentum tatkala semua bergembira...


SELAMAT TAHUN BARU ! GONG XI FATT CHAI!

HAPPY NEW YEAR.. 2011!

Salaam guys, read on and enjoy.. thanks.


Happy New Year! Ha Ha Ha, this greeting should be said a month ago. But I guess it is still not too late for me to wish all friends and readers a very happy new year 2011.. it's better late than never, right! hehehe.


What a memorable moments indeed for me this year. Though was far from family and hometown, I was glad to be in the " LAND BELOW THE WIND ". 31st December 2010 was the moment of truth, which saw " two hearts that beat as one ".. It was since 1987, the first time I laid my footstep here. True indeed, when people mention about the "LAND BELOW THE WIND", it was so amazing.. with the wind blows, early in the morning , cold and shivering all night through before making our way up to the summit of Mount Kinabalu, the highest mountain in South East Asia. Just can't believe our eyes,looking at the sun rise..so beautiful as beautiful and good hospitality of the people and those around.. moments that ought not to be forget!

Well, after 24 years, I am back, still enjoying the good hospitality , though not by her own people but I am happy because "SHE" - (figure of speech) teaches me to be proud of my own country and nature that brought me up to understand about life, the relationship between human and human, human and the environment and not to forget between human and our creator..


Happy New Year! Happy New Year! laughters that shows happiness when receiving the new year 2011. bye bye to year 2010 but Challenges that will come without knowing exactly what they are going to be, either good or bad. But all must always be ready to face " COME WHAT MAY ", we will be there.. rain or shine?

Well guys, it was quite sometime, after the last post in year 2010, that I didn't put my fingers on my cute keyboard. Busy? I guess so but that is life, up and down, here and there.. Well, finally i got the time to spare a little bit though maybe, and for the first time , finally I make it to sent in my first post for year 2011. Hahaha.. now without wanting to let go my fingers off the NetBook keyboard..

What can i say! the fact is the fact, and running here and there, getting hands busy with the new year, more and more challenges will be faced in the next 11 months. But then again , what is near should be settle first before going in to depth . hmmm, greeting I must say to all for the Chinese New Year which will be celebrated tomorrrow, the year of the rabbit, 3rd February 2011.


To all my Tiong Hua friends, near or far, I would like to wish everyone a very happy and prosperous new year. Gong Xi Fa Chai Have a wonderful day and thank you.

Women!

Salaam guys, read on and enjoy.. thanks.



haha, tengah baca mail pagi pagi ni, tengok tengok dalam inbox ada pula cerita wanita dan katak. macam cerita lampu ajaib aladin pulak.. sila enjoy cerita ini, kepada wanita kat sini, ambil le cerita ini sebagai pedoman je ye. hehehehehe


and one more thing, it's just a joke. but do think about the moral of the story. hehehe

---- "reforward article"


A Woman was out golfing one day when she hit the ball into the woods.

She went into the woods to look for it and found a frog in a trap.

The frog said to her, 'If you release me from this trap, I will grant you three wishes.'

The woman freed the frog, and the frog said, 'Thank you, but I failed to mention that there was a condition to your wishes.

Whatever you wish for, your husband will get times ten!'

The woman said, 'That's okay.'

For her first wish, she wanted to be the most beautiful woman in the world

The frog warned her, 'You do realize that this wish will also make your husband the most handsome man in the world, an Adonis who women will flock to'.

The woman replied, 'That's okay, because I will be the most beautiful Woman and he will have eyes only for me.'

So, KAZAM-she's the most beautiful Woman in the world!

For her second wish, she wanted to be the richest woman in the world.

The frog said, 'That will make your husband the richest man in the world. And he will be ten times richer than you.'

The woman said, 'That's okay, because what's mine is his and what's his is mine.'

So, KAZAM-she's the richest woman in the world!

The frog then inquired about her third wish, and she answered, 'I'd like a mild heart attack.'

Moral of the story: Women are clever. Don't mess with them.


*** Attention female readers : This is the end of the joke for you. Stop here and continue feeling good.


*** Male readers : Please scroll down.

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The man had a heart attack ten times milder than his wife.

Moral of the story : Women are really dumb but think they're really smart.

Let them continue to think that way and just enjoy the show.

PS: If you are a woman and are still reading this; it only goes to show that women never listen...now run along and put the kettle on, there's a love.

Diet o Diet

Assalamualaikum! Salam Sejahtera!


Dikesempatan kita masih berada dibulan Syawal, dengan "open house" sana sini, oleh Pemimpin-pemimpin Negara/Negeri, Syarikat-syarikat Koporat, Orang perseorangan, dari yang besar besar hingalah ke orang kebanyakan.. sudah tentu kita tidak akan tertinggal untuk mengambil kesempatan ke "open house" ini. dan sudah tentu akan terhidang lah pelbagai makanan serta minuman yang untuk santapan semua hadirian yang berbilang.


So, apa kata kita berkongsi satu jadual diet yang boleh diikuti jika inginmengamalkan diet untuk kesihatan tubuh badan dan disamping berusaha untuk melangsingkan badan, agar kelihatan lebih menarik serta sihat..


Terima kasih kepada "sumber" maklumat jadual ini sebagai panduan untuk dikongsi bersama kepada pengunjung blog ini, sekurang kurangnya boleh kita jadikan sebagai satu dorongan untuk mencapai matlamat yang ingin digapai, kalau pun begitu jauh untuk tangan mengapainya tetapi bersemangat untuk melakukannya..hahahaha

PERINGATAN:

Blog ini sekadar untuk berkongsi apa yang baik difikirkan oleh saya, tetapi mungkin apa yang baik bagi saya tidak pulak begitu pada anda, jadi jadikan petua ini sekadar untuk mempastikan keberkesanan apa yang dikongsikan. Dan jika itu berlaku, Blog "TO LOVE IS TO SHARE" tidak bertanggungjawab diatas sebarang kesulitan yang timbul akibat mengikuti petua yang dikongsi ini. Wasalaam.

bangun tidur, therapy dengan air masak, dan makan 3-5 biji kurma


sarapan - 7.30-8.30 segelas oat/2 biji telur setengah masak/roti bakar


lunch - 12.30-1.30 sedikit nasi, lebihkan sayur dan lauk


Minum petang - 3.30-4.30 - coffee/tea - 1/2 kuih/capati


dinner - 6.30-7.30 roti/biscuit/fruit/sup


supperr - segelas susu

banyakkan minum air kosong.

THE CAB RIDE

Salaam guys, read on and enjoy.. thanks.

ha, tengah buat sedikit "house keeping" pada outlook express saya pagi tadi, saya teringat balik article ini yang pernah saya kongsikan kat satu mailing list tempatan. bila saya membaca semula article ini, saya ingin sangat berkongsi kembali kat blog ini, sebagai halwa matadan telinga kita , sedikit demi sedikit, memberi peluang kepada kita sama sama dapat merasa kisah suka dan duka dikenang kembali , diakhir akhir meniti usia yang hendak sampai ke penghujungnya.


Namun, penglaman, cerita suka duka yang dikongsi, seolah olah turut memberi pengajaran kepada genrasi muda untuk terus menghargai nikmat dan rahmat ALLAH S.W.T, yang maha esa kurniakan kepada kita, untuk tidak dipersia siakan, don't mess your life kerana tiada yang tidak boleh diperbetulkan kecuali mati.

Insya allah, semuanya terletak ditangan kita, either you want to be in control or out of control..



--- "reforward article"

Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. It was a cowboy's life, a life for someone who wanted no boss. What I didn't realize was that it was also a ministry. Because I drove the night shift, my cab became a moving confessional. Passengers climbed in, sat behind me in total anonymity, and told me about their lives. I encountered people whose lives amazed me, ennobled me, made me laugh and weep. But none touched me more than a woman I picked up late one August night.

I responded to a call from a small brick fourplex in a quiet part of town. I assumed I was being sent to pick up some partiers, or someone who had just had a fight with a lover, or a worker heading to an early shift at some factory in the industrial part of town. When I arrived at 2:30 a.m., the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window.

Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away. But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needed my assistance, I reasoned to myself. So I walked to the door and knocked.

"Just a minute," answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knick-knacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

"Would you carry my bag out to the car?" she said.

I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness.

"It's nothing," I told her. "I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated."

"Oh, you're such a good boy," she said.

When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked, "Could you drive through downtown?"

"It's not the shortest way," I answered quickly.

"Oh, I don't mind," she said. "I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice".

I looked in the rearview mirror. Her eyes were glistening.

"I don't have any family left," she continued. "The doctor says I don't have very long."

I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

"What route would you like me to take?" I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl. Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, "I'm tired. Let's go now."

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

"How much do I owe you?" she asked, reaching into her purse.

"Nothing," I said.

"You have to make a living," she answered.

"There are other passengers," I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

"You gave an old woman a little moment of joy," she said. "Thank you."

I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away? On a quick review, I don't think that I have done very many more important things in my life.

We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware - beautifully wrapped in what others may consider small ones.

"author unknown"