About Me

- Airul
- Semenyih, Selangor, Malaysia
- Mohd Airul Bin Alimat yG dlHirkN pD 16 SepT 1990(trikH MlaySia LngkP,cmE tHun je laIn) tP klu ikut kelender Islam lak 25 Safar 1411..sek kat Sek Keb Dato Keramat(97-00), Sek Keb Taman Sri Gombak(01-02), Sek Men Keb Sungai Kertas(03-07), UiTM Arau, Perlis (08-11) n skrg ada kat UiTM Kampus Bandaraya Melaka, Melaka..dlm jrusN Degree in Accountancy (Hons)..n Klu Dah bLjr akaUn,nk Jd aKaunTan la,pe lG kN (auditor pn boleh gak,huhuhuhu) sBB ku ske nombor tp bnci gler dgn mghafal,time test mmmg tnsion gler & hoBi ku PnDu Jet pejuaNG snDri(tp jet nYe xdE lG)(Ni gak Cta2 ku yg Dlu,cme XksmpaiaN)..nk Tau lg,ku ni jenis yg klam kbut dlm wat semua pkara, ssah nk rpat dgn org n snng nk bjauhan dgn org, pnas bran dgn org yg rpat dgn ku n pdendam dgn org yg xrpat dgn ku(sbb ku xdpt nk mrah kat org yg xrpat 2 la), ku ni gak dkira slalu bnsid baik sbb pe2 yg jadi thdap diri ini adalh yg tbaik dantara yg tbaik yg blaku trima ksih kpada yg Esa.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Khamis, November 18, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
:::Turunlah Nabi Isa ke Bumi:::
Monday, November 8, 2010
SEBAB AKU KAN ABANG!!!
msti dlm ati adk kte..
ko ingat aku nak sangat ke kwan ngn kawan2 ko tue..x heranlaaa...kwan2 aku da ramai.. ko tu yg penyebok usha kwan aku nk try market..x malu ke?..hahaha
Kehidupan Mohd Airul (Kampung)
Surat ku untuk mu bekas kekasih ku...
Monday, October 25, 2010
Kehidupan Mohd Airul (Mukadimah)
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Selasa, Oktober 19, 2010
Sudah sebulan lebih ku xceritakan peribadi hal ku kn, de gak shabat ku btnya knp xtulis, sebenarnya bkan ku xnk tulis tp klu korg perasan, kali terakhir yg ku tulis,ku de myatakn yg ku tgh wat jhatkn n utk pgetahuan korg, smpi skrg ku msih lakukn lg. Secara jujurnya,ku ingin skali nk mghentikn kjahatan ku ni tp iman ku msih lg xckup kuat utk melawannya, iman ku ni lebih nipis lg drpd nipisnya kulit bawang dan kini nafsu ku yg bjaya mguasai diri ku..
Apa jenis kejhatan yg ku lakukn ni smpi xbleh nk dihentikn??
ku yakin mngkn itu la yg bmain dlm pikirn para pembaca ku, jauh disudut ati ku ni,ku ingin mceritakn kjhatan nmun setelah brulangkali ku dgr ceramah dr corong2 radio, televison dan buku yg myatakan
"Setiap kejahatan yang kita lakukan akan Allah S.W.T tutup (menjaga keaiban kita) dimalam hari"
maka disbbkn itu la ku xberani nk mceritaknnya kerana Nya msih myanyangi ku, sesngguhnya kejahatan yg ku lakukn ini bleh dkatakn keji dimata shabat2 ku,kwn ku2 yg slama ini mganggap ku ni baik dimata mereka, disaat ku menulis kisah ku ni ati ku mnagis, sebak, kecewa thadap perangai ku ni, selama ni ku dpt mnepis sgala jenis kjhatan ttp knp tidak kejahatan a.k.a maksiat ni, apa dah bnyak sanggatkah pahala ku ni utk ku menempah syurga, mgkn syurga dunia shja yg akan mbawa ku kpd neraka akhirat..
ku masih lg tertnya2 pada diri ku, pada Nya yang Esa sbb2 tindak-tanduk ku ni, adakh ku jdi bgini kerana nafsu ku, atau kerana hormon ku yg makin tidak terkawal, bak kte org dah bsar la kn..
di saat org lain bercinta, ku juga ingin trut sma merasainya, mngknkh itu pyebabnya kjhtan yg ku lakukn ni, wallahualam, namun ku tetap bersyukur krana buat msa ini ku tidak tjebak sepenuhnya dlm maksiat ini, mungkn juga krana ku xhensem, klu btul la apa yg ku pikirkn, alhamdulillah ku ucapkn kepada-Nya atas kejadian ku, benarlah bahawa setiap perkara yg berlaku itu ada hikmahnya, cme kni ku terfikir apakh hikmah utk perkara ni, ku akan cba utk berubah utk msa dpan ku, keluarga ku, bkal isteri ku yg tercinta, n bkal anak2 yg akan dilahirkn ke dlm dunia ini.
Ku mengharapkan doa dari kalian semua yang membaca diari hidup ku ini, doakan ku supaya menjadi insan yang mulia dimata masyarakat dan yang paling penting dari sudut pandangan-Nya yang akan setiasa menjauhi maksiat serta sentiasa melakukan amal ibadat.
AMIN
ASSALAMUALAIKUM
Surat daripada seorang lelaki kepada 'FUTURE WIFE'
Kehadapan my future wife(s)
I menulis article ini bukan lah kerana di cabar oleh seorang member yang ingin melihat keromantikan I. Tapi.. err.. I ...menulis ini adalah kerana kehendak I. So, sila baca entri ni perlahan-lahan. Tak perlu laju-laju.
So, wahai my future wife(s)
I don't know who the hell are you and I have no idea where you are right now. But one day, bila kita dah berjumpa, I harap you mampu terima I seadanya seperti mana I akan terima you dan diri you sebenarnya. Lagi pun, I tahu yang you ni memang comel. Dan baik. Dan rajin. Dan alim. Dan cun.
I berharap bila I check facebook you nanti, you tidak letak banyak gambar you yang daring-daring kat facebook. Sebab, setahu I, kalau perempuan tu comel, mesti nak tunjukkan ke seluruh dunia. Macam lah dia sorang je yang comel. I comel tak ada pun letak gambar kat facebook tunjuk ke seluruh dunia. Boleh je hidup. Ehem.
Serta, gambar di facebook tu, jangan lah nak dedah sana dedah sini. Malu I. You pun tau kan, perempuan ni ibarat cokelat Ferrero Rocher. Bila berbalut dengan pembalut, even cokelat tu jatuh kelantai pun orang still nak. Tapi kalau dah tak berbalut, bila jatuh ke lantai, semua buat dono. Ada tu, kalau boleh, ada yang nak pijak lagi. You pun tak nak kena pijak kan?
Lagi pun, you tahu, tak ada lelaki di dunia ni yang nak kahwin dengan perempuan yang seksi meksi.
My future wife(s),
I tak tahu pasal masa depan I. I tak tahu berapa banyak duit yang I akan ada. So, dengan kata lain, I mungkin tak akan mampu kasi rumah 10 tingkat kat you tapi rumah ditingkat 10 mungkin boleh. I juga mungkin tak mampu kasi you 10 emas intan berlian cuma dapat memberi 10 majalah belian sahaja. Harap you tak kisah dengan diri I yang tak beharta ni. Tapi kalau setakat kasi you 20 hingga 30 anak tu, I okay je. Dalam tiga tahun, kita mungkin akan ada 2 anak. Tapi tu tak termasuk yang kembar tau.
Bila kita ada rumah nanti, I tak kisah kalau you nak bekerja. Tapi lagi bagus kalau you duduk je rumah jaga I. I bukan mintak di layan bagai raja. Tapi kalau I balik dari kerja tu, apa salahnya tanggalkan stokin I, urut bahu I, sediakan minum-minum I. Tapi kalau you tak nak buat, tak apa. I boleh tambah lagi 1 (cukup 2) and you pun boleh la dapat payung emas nanti. Lagi pun, bila I tambah lagi 1, kurang la sikit beban you. See? I memang prihatin.
Hmm. You tau, I tak mengharapkan yang you adalah gadis lemah lembut dan ikut semua kata I. Kalau you boyish sikit pun apa salahnya. Aggressive itu menarik. Kalau boleh, lebihkan kat bahagian mengada-ngada dan keras kepala you tu. I suka. Senang la I nak ajak bergaduh kalau macam tu. Sebab kalau di ikutkan, I tak suka perempuan yang lemah lembut sangat. Nanti tak meriah rumah tangga. So kalau skali skala bergaduh, best juga kan? Lagi pun, kita gaduh siang-siang je, bila dah nampak katil di malam Jumaat, kita berbaik lah. Tambahan pula, bagi kita, setiap malam kan malam Jumaat.
My future wife (s),
You, I harap you reti memasak. You mesti reti memasak. Apa? Tak salah kalau perempuan tak reti masak? Ya. Memang tak salah. I tak kata pun salah. Tapi jangan salahkan I kalau I tambah lagi 1 isteri (cukup 3) sebab yang satu dan dua tak reti masak nak buat macam mana kan? Okay tak-tak. I tak nak bini 2,3,4. Banyak sangat. bukan tak mampu. Tapi... Ehem.
Actually, I bukan mintak you masak macam makan kat hotel. Asalkan you reti masak yang simple-simple sudah lah. You tau, air tangan masakan isteri lah yang buat si suami setia. Lagi pun, tak akan setiap hari kita nak makan kat restoran kan? Kalau setiap hari makan kat restoran, baik I kahwin je dengan mak cik tukang masak tu. Ye tak? You pun tak nak kan I tambah lagi satu (cukup 4) kan?
I harap you reti jaga diri sebelum jumpa I. Kalau boleh, jangan couple banyak-banyak. Tak pernah couple lagi bagus. Tapi kalau dah couple tu, jangan buat yang bukan-bukan dengan boyfriend you. Bila dating tu, jangan nak mengada-ngada keluar berdua. Boyfriend you tu bukan boleh percaya sangat. Kebanyakkanya adalah buaya. Sebab kalau dah lelaki, mesti bermulut manis. Boys, their mouth is bull****. So, don't trust them.
Akhir kata dari I, bila kita kahwin nanti, you masak, I makan. I imam, you makmum. I baca doa, you aminkan. You merajuk, I pujuk. Perfect, kan? So cepat lah cari I. I takut lah nak cari 'you'. Takut tersalah pilih perempuan lain. You pun mesti tak nak jadi isteri ke dua I kan.
Ikhlas dari your future husband, the one and only, InsyaAllah.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Ada Ape Encik?
Seorang penjual roti di langgar sebuah bas. Akibatnya, dia tercampak dari motor rotinya dan masuk ke dalam longkang..
Sementara itu rotinya bertaburan di atas jalan.. Sambil menyapu darah yang mengalir dari kepalanya.. dia terus merintih kesakitan.
Tak lama kemudian datanglah pihak polis menghampirinya dan bertanya..
“Ada apa encik..? Ada apa ?”
Dengan suara yang perlahan dan dengan merintih kesakitan.. penjual roti itu berkata,
“Adaaaaaa rotii kejuuuuuuu … Adaaaaaa rotii coklaaaattt …”
KAH KAH KAH
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
MERDEKA!!MERDEKA!!MERDEKA!!

Mlm ni mlm merdeka dan mlm pertama antra dlm 10 mlm laillatulqadar tp wlupn kte dah merdeka 53 thun, kte msih dijajah dgn budaya bkan Islam krana dlm ramai yg mnymbut mlm merdeka ni ku tkut bngsa ku sndiri, saudara se~Islam ku menyambutnya dgn pesta maksiat..
knp ku kte mcm ni??ni sbb ku prnh ambk tahu perihal org2 sbegini, xksah bln pe, ari pe, asalkn nk berseronok, nk mmuaskn nfsu, apa shj mreka snggup lakukn..
ku juga pernh tpikir nk wat cm2 tp alhamdulillah Tuhan ku Yang-Maha Esa msih menyayangi ku,
sentiasa mengigatkn ku, sntiasa menebalkn iman ku yg bgaikn senipis kulit bawang..
ku tahu yg ku ni bkan la org yg baik tp sekurang2nya ku xjahil snggt dlm agama ku cndiri, Islam..
apa yg ingin ku smpaikn ni tlus dr dsar ati ku, sling la kte ingt-mgigati, semoga kte btmbh baik dan mnjadi umat Baginda yg disygi dan hamba yg dirahmati-Nya..
MERDEKA!!MERDEKA!!MERDEKA!!
MERDEKA!!MERDEKA!!MERDEKA!!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Isnin, Ogos 30, 2010
Hai, lme btul xmenaip kat cni, sbnarnya slma ku xmenaip ni, ku byk wat jhat (hai airul, bln pose pn nk wat jhat), jd ku pn mlas la nk tliskn kejhtan ku n kburukn ku, tu la sbb ku xmenaip..
Tp alhamdulillah ku dpt brubah blik dan ku hrap perubahn ku kekal mnjadi baik n btmbh baik la hndaknya..
Mcm ku kte, ku bru je brubah jd baik blik jd ku pn xde la byk cite, xkn nk cite kn kjhatan pe yg ku wat slma ni kn, jd biar ku n Yang-Esa je la yg tahu..
Setakat ni shaja la luahan ati a.k.a diari ku (konon nyer la), nti de msa ku smbng lg k...
ASSALAMUALAIKUM
Friday, August 20, 2010
Sorang je?
Dia sangat bersemangat untuk memberikan nasihat kepada pelajar2 di sekolah itu.
Pada masa rehat.. dia melihat seorang pelajar yang tengah berdiri seorang diri hujung padang sedangkan kawan-kawangnya yang lain asyik bermain di tengah-tengah padang mengejar bola antara satu sama lain.
Salwa cuba mendekati pelajar itu dan bertanya apakah dia ada masalah... Pelajar itu menjawab bahawa keadaannya baik saja.
Mendengar jawapan itu Salwa lalu meninggalkannya.
Beberapa minit kemudian Salwa memerhatikan lagi pelajar itu masih sendirian di tempat yang sama. Salwa kini yakin bahawa pelajar ini sebenarnya mempunyai masalah.
Lalu sekali lagi Salwa mendekati pelajar itu dan berkata penuh kelembutan...
"Apakah kamu mahu kalau saya menemanimu?"
Pelajar itu menjawab..
"Okey.. boleh saja...!"
Merasa bahawa pendekatannya berhasil Salwa bertanya lagi..
"Kenapa kamu berdiri seorang diri di sini?"
"Kerana ..." jawab pelajar itu dengan penuh kehairanan...
"... Saya adalah penjaga gol!"
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Khamis, Ogos 12, 2010
Prasan atau tak,smlm ku xde tlis pe2 pn kn psal dairi idup ku ni, 2 pn sbb ku xde cite nk cite, bosan je,xde keja tp ikut kn de la gak ku trima pnggilan smlm drpd mpp mgenai lwatan ke Guiling , China..smua mpp dtggng oleh uitm kcuali ku,matng2 la ku xde kat c2, ku gak yg kne,xpe2 nit ku cri penaja byk2, duit lbih ku msuk poket cndiri,hahahaha...
Klu nk dikutkn, ari ni pn ku xde keja gak cmne nk cite kn psal bnda ni je..
oh ye, ku pn dpt tau dr bdk 1 diplma dgn ku psal nk gi jln2 sem6 ni, de yg nk ke pntai tmur, sabah n lgkawi, ku lak,ikut je la,mlas nk pkir2,jnji ku xde keja brat,sape rncng dia handel k...
Sbnarnya ku agak boring, ble dpikirkn blik,ku dah BESAR, xlme lg degree n then keja n then kawin then de ank(insyaallah) n dpndekkn cite n then meninggalkn dunia ni tp prancangn ku msih xrapi, klu bab study n keja ku dah nmpk tp bab jdoh, ku xtau lg, klu ku xdpt cri plihan ati ku, ku ikut bulat2 la plihn ati parents ku, baik bg mreka, baik gak la bg ku, ku akan brusaha n tuhan yg mnentuknnya..
k la,nti tlbih jiwang pyah lak,hehehe...
ASSALAMUALAIKUM
Malam Pertama Malam Terindah

"Hai, malam masih muda, dah nak masuk tidur?" sapa Pak Ucu.
"Orang muda bang Aji, biarlah. Air dah penuh kat kepala tu." sahut Pak Tam disambut hilai ketawa sanak saudara yang lain. Meriah sungguh keadaan diluar walau jam sudah menunjukkan pukul 11.00 malam.
Hadiah yang masih belum dibuka ku susun ke tepi. Lampu ku tutup. Merebah diri ke katil pengantin, aku menoleh ke arah isteriku.
"Kita tidur dulu lah yer. Ramai sangat orang kat luar tu." Isteriku Hanya mengangguk tanda setuju.
Entah pukul berapa sekarang, aku pun tidak tahu. Keadaan di luar gelap gelita dan senyap sunyi. Tanda sanak saudaraku telah pulang dan keluargaku telah tidur.
Jari jemariku lembut membelai rambutnya. Ku selak rambut ikal yang Menutupi telinganya lalu membisikkan "Assalammualaikum!" ke telinganya untuk Menguji isteriku.
"Wa alaikummussalam." Rupanya isteriku masih belum tidur. Ku kucup pipi halusnya. Ku kucup dahinya yang mulus. Semerbak harumnya menusuk deria bauku. Akanku tunaikan tanggungjawabku sebagai suami malam ini. Jari-jemari ini terus membelai tubuhnya. Perasaanku tidak dapat dikawal lagi, namun...
"Kringggggg...."
"Tik..tik..tik..tik..."
"Kring.. kring..kring.."
Bunyi-bunyi jam loceng entah dari mana memenuhi ruang bilikku. Terkejut dengan segala macam bunyi yang ada, aku membuka lampu. Serentak itu, terang benderang seluruh rumahku. Bunyi-bunyi ini telah berjaya membangunkan semua orang di rumahku.
Aku mencari-cari punca bunyi-bunyi itu. Mataku terarah ke sekotak hadiah yang masih terbalut rapi. Aku buka dengan pantas dan di dalamnya terdapat 5 buah jam loceng. Juga sekeping kad berbunyi... Selamat Pengantin Baru,
Jangan gopoh-gopoh. Baru Pukul 2 pagi. Jangan maree.. kami potong stim.
Dalam hatiku.. cilaka punya kengkawan. Potong stim betullah!!!
TAMAT
Lesson learn nye kat sini ...... buka leerRRRR hadiah tuu duluu>>> hihihee
KAH KAH KAH
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
SELAMAT MENYAMBUT BULAN RAMADHAN

ASSALAMUALAIKUM
Ai kwn2, p'tama skali ku nk ucpkn
Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan
kpd semua umat Islam..
klu xcaya, kte tgk je la nti mlm merdekanya malaysia 31 Ogos 2010 sbb mlm 2 dktekn mlm maksiat dimana disambut dgn zina, minum arak n sbgainya..
wlupn bgitu ku hrap pe yg ku tlis ni jauh tpesong skali, ku arap ramadhan kali ni dapat dismbut dgn meriah, moga2 masjid mnjadi umah ke-2 kte mulai ari ni shingga akhirat kelak..
ASSALAMUALAIKUM
SELASA, 10 OGOS, 2010
Ari ni bos besar ku blnja mkan, mkan puas2, knyang ku dibuatnya meratah lauk-pauk..best gak la, siap naik kereta bos lg, BMW, kagum pn de,hehehe..
Lpas 2 lak, rakan pjuangn MPP ku mgadu kat ku psal pkembngn MPP skrg ni..truk gak la,dgn masalah dalamn n luarn, de yg xbagi kerjasama yg baik yg myebabkn miz cmmniction sesame mereka n org lme plak sbuk nk sruh ikut gak cra pmerinthannya yg dlu, bak kte org, lain zaman lain rajanya, lain raja lain pmerintahannya..
ikutkn ku pn xtau la nk wat pe, klu ku de cmne la, dpt x ku btulkn msalah ni atau ku xdpt mbuat pe2 prubahan, ye la dri cndiri ku ni pn ku xdpt nk uruskn, ni kn dri org lain, kdang kala ku rsa cm ku ni xptut de sape2, ku ptut bersendirian (ptut la xde sape nk kat ku, xtau ku nk ckap pe dgn dri ku ni)...
mlm ni start la solat tarawih n witir sbb esok puasa, cmne la puasa ku thun ni,dapat x puasa pnuh??dpt x ku smbut rya?? xtau la cmne, kte tgk je la nti lgpn sesungguhnya Nya telah mberikn yg tbaik antra yg tbaik utk hamba2nya, semoga ku tgolog antra org2 yg dberkatinya, wallahualam..
Assalamualaikum
Kapal Terbang Tak Pasang Air-Condition
Ini adalah kisah pertama kali aku naik airplane. Masa tu nak balik dari kl gi a.star.Naik Air Asia jer…Everybody can fly.
Masa mula-mula sampai kat pintu kapal adalah sorang awek cun tegur. Ingatkan nak berkenalan rupa2nya sekali pramugari da.
Pramugari: Boleh saya bantu.Adik kelas apa?

Aku: Kelas…ar…
Pramugari: Kelas ekonomi ker,busines ker?
Aku: Oh…masa dulu2 saya kelas sastera,n ak apply kelas sains tak lepas..
Pramugari tu terus amik tiket aku dan tunjuk kat aku tempat duduk. Ingat nak mengurat tapi tiba2 jer dia buat muka masam.Betui org kata zaman la pompuan semua mata duitan.Mentang2 la aku dulu setakat kelas sastera ja.Tapi x la semua.Mak aku walaupun aku kelas sastera tapi dia tetap masak nasi kat aku tiap2 hari.
Kat sebelah tempat duduk aku, adala sorang pakcik yg dalam umur lingkungan 40-an.Aku tak berapa sure umur dia sebab aku tak la minta ic dia masa tu.Dalam 40-an agak2 aku.
Pakcik (aku tak kenal): Adik pertama kali naik kapal terbang?
Aku: oh..ar ya..nape?
Pakcik (yg tetiba buat ramah): Heh..sekali tengok pakcik dah tau..
Aku: heh..bukan tak nak naik tapi hari nie driver masuk hospital.Cirit birit..
Pakcik (yg kena tipu ngan aku): Oh..anak orang kaya nie..
Aku sebenarnya malas nak layan.Itu yg aku merapu.Tak sangka dia percaya pulak.Lurus bendul rupanya.Aku pun buat2 la nak tidur walaupun kapal tak take off lagi.
Aku: Pakcik nanti kalau dah sampai kat a.star tolong tekan loceng kat saya ya?Nanti terlepas pulak..
Pakcik (yg lurus bendul): Oh..ok..ok..no problem..
Ah sudah aku ingat nak buat lawak rupanya tak jadi.Dia percaya kapal nie ada loceng.Pakcik nie kata pernah naik kapal,rasa2nya aku kena tipu nie.
Pakcik (yg tipu aku): Ish..naper panas nie..
Aku: Kapal tak on lagi kut…nanti dia buka la aircond..
Pakcik tetiba bangkit dan tengok tepi tingkap kapal.Dengan tetiba gak dia menjerit panggil pramugari. Juga dengan tetiba pramugari yg sombong tadi datang.
Pramugari: Kenapa encik?Ada masalah?
Pakcik : La..patutlah panas sangat dalam kapal nie…naper lah korang letak kipas kat luar..panas kat dalam nie..
Masa tu gak aku bangkit dan terus minta nak tukar tempat duduk.Dalam hati aku berbisik “oh,rupanya ada lagi orang lebih jahiliah daripada aku..” ...dan itulah kali terakhir aku naik kapal terbang….
Monday, August 9, 2010
Isnin, Ogos 9, 2010
Ari ni ku start keja blik tp xde keja jd ku trasa t'amat la bosan tambahan lg dah lme kwn2 ku xmsj atau tepon ku, rsa cam xde kwn pun de gak, klu de yg msj pn, msj b'sebab, bkannya sebab btanyakn khabar atau bsmbang dgn ku..

ASSALAMUALAIKUM
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Ahad, Ogos 8, 2010
Aii kwn2, ari ni ku xde byk cite la,bngun awal pagi sbb jnji dgn kwan ku nk tgk audit dia tp tup2 dia kluar dgn bf dia gi pc fair kat klcc n bf dia pn cmburu klu ku tgkkn audit dia (bf dia pn kwn ku gak,huhuhu)
xksah la, org bcinta, klu ku pn cmburu gak,hehehe (tp xde lg la der awek, yg ku bknan xnk kat ku jd ksong la jiwa ku,hahahaha), lgpn slmat de krtun fvorite ku, x-men, jd xksah la bngun awal pn,hehehe..
mlm ari ni ku de knduri doa slamat, kcil-kcilan je, wat utk family, best gak la, kumpul-kumpul 1 fmily (wlupn ku xde la rpat snggt dgn dorg, cme best tgk fmily bkmpl je)..
Blik pkul 11 n smpi umah 11.30mlm, ye la umah nenek ku kat keramat je, 30minit jraknya..pas2 trus bkan nk tlis diari ku ni n skrg ku nk tido, k la bye2 n slmat mlm...
Assalamualaikum
SABTU, 7 OGOS, 2010
Ari ni ku pergi KLCC, ada PC Fair, rncang nk pergi tengahari tup2 pkul 4 bru btolak,hahaha..
Sampi kat sana pusing la kjap, cuci mata la katakn, dengan amoinya, gajetnya, kriman orang lagi..
Tapi sory byak2 la kat qaiyum sbb x dpt nk bli kn dia sub speaker yg dia nk sbb abe xckap pn ne yg ptut ku blikn n ku pn xtau ne yg bgus..
Akhir skali ku pn bli la xtrnal hard disk utk dri ku 500gb rm209..
blik je umah blik ku trus wat pe yg ptut kat xternal ku,install pe bnda pn ku xtau,ku ikut je manual 2,hrap2 btul la pe yg ku wat,klu xbtul kne la mntk kwn ku btulkn blik,huhuhu...
pasni lak nk ambk smua mvie kat kwn2 ku,nk pnuhkn xternal ku,nk tgk,huhuhu...
Sekian
Assalamualaikum
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Khamis, Ogos 5, 2010
Hari ni ku buka kembali 'blog' ku yg dah lama tak buka, tu pun sbb kwan ku pnya kes (sruh ku buat blog),banyak gak la kerja nak buka 'blog' ku ni smpai kerja prctcal ku pun t'bengkalai (sbenarnya x ada kerja pun).
Itu pagi punya cite, petang pula bawa motor laju-laju pergi Bangsar (Yusof Suffian & Co) sebab ada dokumen nak kena antar. Kira 1 jam je lah masa yang diperlukan dari Pinggiran Batu Caves - Bangsar - Pinggiran Batu Caves tapi kalau nak diikutkn,gerun juga cara ku bawa motor Wave100 ku, sampai BMW pun bagi laluan dekat ku sebab tengok ku macam nak jatuh je (tolonglah diri ku, sayangi nyawa anda, ingat la orang yang tersayang).
Macam biasa, 5.30p.m. saja ku terus balik rumah (5minit je pun dari umah ke tempat kerja ku), lpas tu ku trus tulis benda ni (ala-ala dairi la kononnya).
Untuk malam ni, macam selalu la, makan, tengok tv, & tido (kot).
K la tu je untuk ari ni.
ASSALAMUALAIKUM
Taxi Dawah...
A short story about making da'wah. I hope it inspires you to go out there
and become da'is (those who make da'wah). If that's too much to hope for,
at least I hope it inspires you to become better Muslims and set a good
example as Muslims.
Taxi Dawah...

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Following is a story that I heard recently from a Muslim scholar who was
visiting us in the United States during the holy month of Ramadan. The
Muslim scholar (sheikh) was on a visit to China to give a series of
lectures to the local Muslim community.
One day, he was scheduled to give a lecture at a local hall and was
about to take a taxi along with his companions to that location. They
got into the taxi and the Sheikh asked about the length of time it would
take to get to the lecture hall. The taxi driver, through the
interpreter, answered "Two hours." The Sheikh immediately turned to his
companions and said: "well, we
can't sit in this taxi with the driver for two hours and not tell him
about our religion. If we did that then we would be no different than
any other non-Muslim or kaffir who uses this taxi. We are the people
that Allah (SWT) chose to carry His message and honored us to be
Muslims. It is our duty to tell this person about Islam."
However, the driver was a native Chinese and didn't have a common
language with the Sheikh. They had to communicate through an
interpreter.
Sheikh to interpreter: "Ask the man if he believes in any religion?"
Driver: "No, I don't believe in religion. I just get up in the morning,
go to work and earn money. At the end of the day, I collect my money,
go buy some food and drink for my family. What do I need religion for?"
Sheikh (thru interpreter): "Ask this man if he has ever heard anything
about Islam".
Driver: "Not much. I've seen a tape once that showed Muslims as violent
people. I don't know much else."
Sheikh : "Ask him about computers. What does he think of computers?"
Driver: "I think the computer is an excellent invention. It is very useful
and very sophisticated."
Sheikh: "Does he think that the computer could have invented itself or
does he think that a human being invented it?"
Driver: "A human invented it, of course. It is not capable of inventing
itself."
Sheikh: "Which one is more complicated the computer or the human being?"
Driver: "The human being is more complicated, of course."
Sheikh: "O.K., if the computer must have been invented by a human being,
then it follows that a human being (which is more complicated) must also
have a creator."
Driver: "O.K."
Sheikh: "In Islam, we believe that Allah is the creator of human beings
and all other beings. Fine, now let's move on. Assume that you have
never seen a computer before and never heard of it. If I brought a
computer to you and gave it to you. Would you know what to do with it?
Would you be able to use to its full potential?"
Driver: "No, I wouldn't."
Sheikh: "Now, if I gave you a catalogue for the computer, then you will
be better able to use it, correct?"
Driver: "Correct!"
Sheikh: "In Islam, we view Quran as the catalogue used by human beings to
manage their lives. Without this catalogue, they will ruin themselves!"
Sheikh: "Now, if this inventor of the computer assembled the machine and
printed the catalogue, what would be the next step? He would need to
train some engineers and others on how to spread the message about this
machine. These people would,
in turn, train others and others until everyone knows about the machine.
In the example of Allah and Quran, the prophets of Allah play the role of
the engineers. They learn the message and teach it to others so that the
message will spread. Prophet Mohammad (Peace Be Upon Him) is the final
messenger of Allah and he was ordered to take the message to all human
beings."
By this time, the trip was coming to an end and they almost reached the
lecture hall. But the Sheikh can see that there were tears coming out of
the driver's eyes. The words of the Sheikh were having a significant
effect on this driver.
Driver:"These ideas are very interesting to me. Do you mind spending 15
more minutes with me to tell me about this religion?"
The Sheikh agreed to spend those few minutes with this person. The man
asked many questions and seemed genuine in his desire to learn more about
this religion. At the end of these few minutes, the driver said: "I want
to join this religion of yours. How do I do that." He was told that all
he needs to do is say: "I bear witness that there is no God but Allah
and I bear witness that Mohammad is his servant and messenger" Allahu
Akbar!! Sounds simple, doesn't it. A taxi trip in the crowded streets of
a
Chinese city can bring the light of Islam into the heart of a Chinese man.
A man who became a Muslim. There are many people out there who are thirsty
for the message of Islam. Gaining them as Muslim brothers and sisters
could be as simple as this story. But someone needs to make the effort.
So, please, make the effort!
WHY SCIENCE FAILS TO EXPLAIN GOD
The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand. "You're a Muslim, aren't you, son?"
"Yes, sir."
"So you believe in God?"
"Absolutely."
"Is God good?"
"Sure! God's good."
"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"
"Yes."
The professor grins knowingly and considers for a moment.
"Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? Would you try?"
"Yes sir, I would."
"So you're good...!"
"I wouldn't say that."
"Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you could in fact most of us would if we could... God doesn't."
[No answer]
"He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Muslim who died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. How is this God good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"
[No answer]
The elderly man is sympathetic. "No, you can't, can you?" He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax. In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones. Let's start again, young fella."
"Is God good?"
"Er... Yes."
"Is Satan good?"
"No."
"Where does Satan come from?" The student falters.
"From... God..."
"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?" The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking, student audience.
"I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester, ladies and gentlemen."
He turns back to the Muslim. "Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"
"Yes, sir."
"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?"
"Yes."
"Who created evil?"
[No answer]
"Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All the terrible things - do they exist in this world?"
The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."
"Who created them? "
[No answer]
The professor suddenly shouts at his student.
"WHO CREATED THEM? TELL ME, PLEASE!"
The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Muslim's face. In a still small voice: "God created all evil, didn't He, son?"
[No answer] The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the classroom like an aging panther. The class is mesmerised.
"Tell me," he continues,"How is it that this God is good if He created all evil throughout all time?" The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of the world. "All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture, all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?"
[No answer]
"Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?"
Pause.
"Don't you?"
The professor leans into the student's face again and whispers, Is God good?"
[No answer]
"Do you believe in God, son?"
The student's voice betrays him and cracks.
"Yes, professor. I do." The old man shakes his head sadly. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. You have never seen God, Have you?
"No, sir. I've never seen Him."
"Then tell us if you've ever heard your God?"
"No, sir. I have not."
"Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God or smelt your God... in fact, do you have any sensory perception of your God whatsoever?"
[No answer]
"Answer me, please."
"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."
"You're AFRAID... you haven't?"
"No, sir."
"Yet you still believe in him?"
"... yes..."
"That takes FAITH!" The professor smiles sagely at the underling. According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your God now?"
[The student doesn't answer]
"Sit down, please." The Muslim sits... Defeated.
Another Muslim raises his hand. "Professor, may I address theclass?"
The professor turns and smiles. "Ah, another Muslim in the vanguard! Come, come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering."
The Muslim looks around the room. "Some interesting points you are making, sir. Now I've got a question for you.
"Is there such thing as heat?"
Yes, the professor replies. "There's heat."
"Is there such a thing as cold?"
"Yes, son, there's cold too."
"No, sir, there isn't."
The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly goes very cold. The second Muslim continues. You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat but we don't have anything called 'cold'.We can hit 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold, otherwise we would be able to go colder than
458 - - You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold.
"Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."
Silence. A pin drops somewhere in the classroom.
"Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"
"That's a dumb question, son. What is night if it isn't darkness? What are you getting at...?
"So you say there is such a thing as darkness?"
"Yes..."
"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something, it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you... give me a jar of darker darkness, professor?" Despite himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery before him. This will indeed be a good semester.
"Would you mind telling us what your point is, young man?"
"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your conclusion must be in error...."
"The professor goes toxic. "Flawed...? How dare you...!"
"Sir, may I explain what I mean?"
The class is all ears.
"Explain... oh, explain..." The professor makes an admirable effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability itself. He waves his hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.
"You are working on the premise of duality," the Muslim explains. That for example there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science cannot even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism but has never seen, much less fully understood them. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
"Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence of it." The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a neighbour who has been reading it.
"Here is one of the most disgusting tabloids this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"
"Of course there is, now look..."
"Wrong again, sir. You see, immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing as injustice? No."
Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a thing as evil?" The Muslim pauses.
"Isn't evil the absence of good?"
The professor's face has turned an alarming colour. He is so angry he is temporarily speechless.
The Muslim continues. "If there is evil in the world, professor, and we all agree there is, then God, if he exists, must be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil. What is that work, God is accomplishing? Islam tells us it is to see if each one of us will, choose good over evil."
The professor bridles. "As a philosophical scientist, I don't vie this matter as having anything to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the concept of God or any other theological factor as being part of the world equation because God is not observable."
"I would have thought that the absence of God's moral code in this world is probably one of the most observable phenomena going," the Muslim replies.
"Newspapers make billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolvedfrom a monkey?"
"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, youngman, yes, of course I do."
"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"
The professor makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony stare.
"Professor. Since no-one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a priest?"
"I will overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have you quite finished?" the professor hisses.
"So you don't accept God's moral code to do what is righteous?"
"I believe in what is - that's science!"
"Ahh! SCIENCE!" the student's face splits into a grin.
"Sir, you rightly state that science is the study of observed phenomena. Science too is a premise which is flawed..."
"SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?" the professor splutters. The class is in uproar. The Muslim remains standing until the commotion has subsided.
"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, may I give you an example of what I mean?"
The professor wisely keeps silent. The Muslim looks around the room.
"Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen air, Oxygen, molecules, atoms, the professor's brain?"
The class breaks out in laughter. The Muslim points towards his elderly, crumbling tutor.
Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain... felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain?"
No one appears to have done so. The Muslim shakes his head sadly. It appears no-one here has had any sensory perception of the professor's brain whatsoever. Well, according to the rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science, I DECLARE that the professor has no brain."
NOW IT IS EVERYONE'S CHANCE TO LEARN MORE ABOUT ISLAM, ABOUT GOD, ABOUT THE PURPOSE OF Existence, creation & life, ABOUT THE PROPHETS OF GOD, & ABOUT HIS HOLY BOOKS, ESPECIALLY THE HOLY QUR'AAN. THEN IT IS YOUR CHOICE TO BECOME A MUSLIM, OR NOT. ALLAAH SAYS IN THE HOLY: "THERE IS NO COMPULSION IN RELIGION "
There is no compulsion in religion; truly the right way has become clearly distinct from error; And he who rejects false deities and believes in Allaah(The God) has grasped a firm handhold which will never break. and Allaah is ALL-Hearing, All-Knowing(256)
Allah is the Protecting Guardian of those who believe. He brings them out of the darkness into the light; As for those who disbelieve, their guardians are false deities. They bring them out of light into darkness...(257)" AL-QUR'AAN (CHAPTER # 2, VERSES #
256-257) They are much nicer and more sound in Arabic)
The Muslim sits... Because that is what a chair is for!!!