Everybody sing a song...

When talking bout song, there comes a lot of songs into our mind. from classical to ballad to pop to rock to nasyid and the list goes on..
some people likes nasyiid as it bring peace to your mind..
some may love rock to shows he/she is tough...
there are people who likes classical to bring back old memories..
Ballad shows that the person is romantic and calm...
these was just my personal assumption as i believe that what kind of music you are listening to shows your personality. This has nothing to do with a research. Well, then i guess i have multiple personalities cos' i listen to many types of music and loves them all..

I listen to classical, rock, pop, rock, nasyid, instrumental, country and even hip hop. there is time when i listen to hard rock. i listen to malay, english, chinese, japan, korean, tagalog, hindi and that's all i can think right now. as long as i like the lyrics, i'll love the songs..

Do people realize that as time passes by, there's a lot of music we have listen to and like. for me, certain songs bring me back to some periods and reminisce old memories. i can vividly remember that period of time and miss it..

When i listen to Kuch kuch hota hai - i remember my primary school and old friends. It was 98' and i'm in Standard 5. That's the year that i started to watch hindi movies (before that we like to tease our mother who watch hindi).
Westlife and BSB - it's my Secondary school days. this where i made a lot of good frens and share a lot with them. perhaps, this was the best period in my life. now, when i hear Flying without Wings, i remember my old classes and school hall.
UNIC and InTeam - it was 2003 and i'm in form 4. Me and my friends were school prefect and we always play nasyid before assembly. What i like the most at that time is KAWAN (FrienD).

Kawan, bertahun kita bersama
Friend, its been years we are together
Bagai semalam br bersua
Feels like yesterday
Kawan, di hadapan oh indahnya
Friend, look how beautiful life ahead you
Kita bersama berkelana

We are going to get through together

Isn't the lyrics awesome?

Then, simple plan is what i listen in matriculation days. Plus, Farah + Avril + Rossa + Korean songs. I think I Love you reminds me of good times i have been through with my friends. Jalan Terakhir by Farah shows my emotion when my father left me suddenly.
Zhen Ai brings me to 183 club and 7 Flowers. Bu De Bu Ai makes me love Wilber and it's all becoming more attempting when i make a lot of chinese friends in my uni..
Now, i am listening to Taylor Swift and Cinderella by Tata Young. And i know, any time in the future when i listen to those songs, i'll remember good friends i have been through in my uni days..i know i'm going to miss them as what i feel right now..
My all time favourite is always gonna be Di mana suara burung kenari by P ramlee and Saloma. I juz love them and always be..

CINDERELLA

When I was just a little girl
My momma used to tuck me into bed and she read me a story
It always was about a Princess in distress
And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory

I'd lie in bed and think about the person that
I wanted to be
Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me

(Chorus)
I don't wanna be like Cinderella
Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free
I don't wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white, unless we're riding side by side
Don't want to depend on no-one else
I'd rather rescue myself


Someday I'm gonna find someone who wants my soul,
heart and mind
Who's not afraid to show that he loves me
Somebody who will understand I'm happy just the way I am
Don't need nobody taking care of me


I will be there for him just as strong as he,will be there for me
When I give myself then it has got to be, an equal thing

(Chorus)

I can slay, my own dragon
I can dream, my own dreams
My knight in shining armour is me
So I'm gonna set me free

(Chorus)

I guess, this song is so me!!

Me : I don't know if there is any song that people hear will make them remember me.. Because, there's certain songs remind me of someone..
P ramlee - my parents
AWIE - my brother
Slam - my sis
Mimpi yang tak sudah - my sis
Pudar - Emy

How about me??What is my song??

Cinta Sejati

Salam n hi all..Here is one story from my mailbox...wonder if i ever get the chance to meet someone like him...he's not one in a million..he's one in a lifetime...

CINTA SEORANG SUAMI...(Based on true story)

Dilihat dari usia beliau sudah tidak muda lagi, usia yang sudah senja bahkan sudah mendekati malam. Masa Pak Suyatno, 58 tahun ke sehariannya diisi dengan merawat isterinya yang sakit. isterinya juga sudah tua. Mereka berkahwin sudah lebih 32 tahun

Mereka dikurniakan 4 orang anak ....disinilah awal cubaan menerpa, setelah isterinya melahirkan anak ke empat .....
tiba-tiba kakinya lumpuh dan tidak boleh digerakkan. Hal itu terjadi selama dua tahun.

Menginjak tahun ke tiga seluruh tubuhnya menjadi lemah bahkan terasa tidak bertulang lidahnyapun sudah tidak mampu digerakkan lagi.

Setiap hari pak suyatno memandikan, membersihkan kotoran, menyuapkan, dan mengangkat isterinya ke atas tempat tidur.
Sebelum berangkat ke tempat kerja dia meletakkan isterinya di hadapan TV supaya isterinya tidak berasa kesunyian.

Walau isterinya tidak dapat bercakap, tapi dia selalu melihat isterinya tersenyum, dan pak suyatno masih berasa beruntung kerana tempat kerjanya tidak begitu jauh dari rumahnya,
sehingga siang hari dia boleh pulang ke rumah untuk menyuapi isterinya makan. Petangnya dia pulang memandikan isterinya, mengganti pakaian, dan selepas maghrib dia temankan isterinya menonton tv sambil bercerita apa sahaja yang dia alami seharian.

Walaupun isterinya hanya mampu memandang (tidak mampu memberikan respons ), pak suyatno sudah cukup senang bahkan dia selalu menggoda dan bergurau dengan isterinya setiap kali menjelang tidur.

Rutin ini dilakukan pak suyatno lebih kurang 25 tahun. Dengan sabar dia merawat isterinya bahkan sambil membesarkan ke empat buah hati mereka, sekarang anak-anak mereka sudah dewasa tinggal si bungsu yang masih kuliah.
Pada suatu hari ke empat anak suyatno berkumpul di rumah orang tua mereka sambil menjenguk ibunya. Kerana setelah menikah mereka tinggal dengan keluarga masing-masing.

Dan pak suyatno tetap merawat ibu kepada anak-anaknya, dan yang dia inginkan hanya satu: semua anaknya berjaya.

Dengan kalimat yang cukup hati2 anak yang sulung berkata : "Pak kami ingin sekali merawat ibu ... Semenjak kami kecil kami melihat bapak merawat ibu dan tidak ada sedikit pun keluhan keluar dari bibir bapak, bahkan bapak tidak izinkan kami menjaga ibu."

Dengan air mata berlinang anak itu melanjutkan kata-katanya .....

"Sudah yang kali keempat kami mengizinkan bapak menikah lagi, kami rasa ibupun akan mengizinkannya. Bila bapak akan menikmati masa tua bapak dengan berkorban seperti ini ...
kami sudah tidak sampai hati melihat bapak begini... kami berjanji akan merawat ibu dengan sebaik-baiknya secara bergantian," ujar anaknya yang sulung merayu.

Pak Suyatno menjawab hal yang sama sekali tidak diduga oleh anak-anaknya.

"Anak-anakku. .... jikalau hidup di dunia ini hanya untuk nafsu.... mungkin bapak akan berkahwin lagi.... tapi ketahuilah dengan adanya ibu kalian di sampingku... . itu sudah lebih dari cukup. Dia telah melahirkan kalian..."
Sejenak kerongkongannya tersekat..." Kalian yang selalu kurindukan hadir di dunia ini dengan penuh cinta
yang tidak dapat dinilai dengan apapun.Cuba kalian tanya ibumu apakah dia menginginkan keadaannya seperti Ini ?

Kalian menginginkan bapak bahagia .... Apakah batin bapak dapat bahagia meninggalkan ibumu dalam keadaannya seperti sekarang ?

Kalian menginginkan bapak yang masih diberi Allah kesihatan yang baik dirawat oleh orang lain .......bagaimana dengan ibumu yg masih sakit ?

Sejenak meledaklah tangis anak-anak pak Suyatno...Merekapun melihat butiran-butiran kecil jatuh di pelupuk mata ibunya... Dengan pilu ditatapnya mata suami yang sangat dicintainya itu...

Sampailah akhirnya pak Suyatno diundang oleh salah satu stesen TV swasta untuk menjadi panel jemputan acara Bimbingan Rohani Selepas subuh dan juru acara pun mengajukan pertanyaan kepada pak suyatno...

Kenapa bapak mampu bertahan selama 25 tahun merawat Isteri yang sudah tidak mampu berbuat apa-apa?

Ketika itu pak Suyatno pun menangis.... tamu yang hadir di studio yang kebanyakan kaum ibu pun tidak mampu menahan haru...

Disitulah pak suyatno bercerita... Jika manusia didunia ini mengagungkan sebuah cinta tapi dia tidak mencintai kerana Allah maka semuanya akan luntur...

Saya memilih isteri saya menjadi pendamping hidup saya ....Sewaktu dia sihat diapun dengan sabar merawat saya... Mencintai saya dengan sepenuh hati zahir dan batinnya bukan dengan mata kepala semata-mata. .. dan dia memberi saya 4 orang anak yang lucu dan baik-baik...

Sekarang dia sakit berkorban untuk saya kerana Allah... Dan itu merupakan ujian bagi saya.

Sihat pun belum tentu saya mencari penggantinya. .. apalagi dia sakit ... Setiap malam saya bersujud dan menangis dan saya mengadu kepada Allah di atas sajadah supaya meringankan penderitaan isteri saya.

Dan saya yakin hanya kepada Allah tempatsaya mengadukan rahsia dan segala kesukaran saya...kerana DIA maha Mendengar... .


Kisah yang wajar kita teladani.

Kesimpulan dr aku: Jika cinta itu benar2 berlandaskan agama dan kerana Allah, insyaAllah tiada kesukaran akan dihadapi kelak..mungkin akan diuji di dunia, tp yakin lah dgn janji tuhan..DIA tidak akan menguji hambaNYA bersesuaian dgn kemampuan hambaNYA..aku yakin dgn itu kerana aku mengerti...

It's Raining!!

I always love rain. Since, childhood??emm..i guess since forever...

Aku dah start CUTI!!!!

Salam n hi all…

Lama dh x update..ptang tadi aku br lepas tengok movie Pensil, arahan M. Subash.

Dh berkurun movie tu dlm external tp x tertengok sbb aku xnak nangis sorang2.aku dh agak movie tu sedeh giler,so, aku ajak kakak aku nonton together-gether..hehe..

Mmg bez la cite tu..bagus sgt2..aku rs mcm nk promote semua org g tgok cite tu..xrugi pun..bnyk pengajaran kat dalamnya. Antara moral of the story dr Pensil yg aku dpt are:

• Sentiasa sangka baik walaupun org buat jahat kat kita…benci ke dengki ke…doa je yg baik2 untuk diorang..semoga Tuhan bukak kan hati diorang..ni nenek si Badrul yg ajar…
  
• Orang cacat/kurang sempurna pun susah payah carik kerja..xde pulak nak mengemis merata2..kalau tengok remaja kite sekarang, yg cukup segala sifat, akal sempurna pun malas nk kerja..mcm2 alasannn..aku mmg rekomen sgt2 cite ni ditayangkan kat remaja yg malas kerja..huhu
  
• Badrul rajin sembahyang dan berdoa..siang malam dia berdoa untuk mak die (bkn mak betol..mak tiri) walaupun mak tiri die xpernah pun nk belai die..baju Badrul pun xpnh die nk tukarkan..die tau mintak duit je..tp Badrul ttp sayang kat die sbb Badrul rs mak die satu2 je yg die ada dan die hargai mak tiri die tu sangat2….He never takes things for granted..x macam org sekarang…
  
• Dalam serba kekurangan, Badrul sedaya upaya jugak nak menggembirakan org lain mcm dia merealisasikan impian nenek die..susah pyh dia buat pentas ngan tin2 kosong…ah….terharunyaaa!!!
  

Yang lain2 nya, Pensil bnyk adegan menyetuh hati..first half Pensil pun dh buat aku ngan kakak aku meneteskan ayer mata..huhu..lakonan M. Subash mmg meninggalkan kesan yg sgt mendalam kat hati ni..Apa2 pun, Pensil mmg dibarisi pelakon2 yang hebat2 walaupun tanpa muka2 baru yg ensem+lawa+cantik+menarik +tp+xpandai+act pun….Aku sgt2 suka Pensil..

Kat bwh ni sinopsis dr sinemamalaysia.com:

Mengisahkan seorang budak cacat dari segi fizikal setelah menghidap demam panas sewaktu berusia lapan bulan. Walaupun cacat, Badrul sayang ibunya. Badrul juga mempunyai nilai-nilai dan sikap menghormati orang-orang tua.

Dia juga taat kepada ajaran agama. Badrul terpaksa menjual keropok dan bubur untuk menyara ibu dan dirinya. Dia akan mengharungi pelbagai masalah kerana ada segelintir penduduk di kampung itu yang suka menghina dan mencacinya.

Ibunya kehilangan kakinya disebabkan oleh penyakit kencing manis. Badrul berhasrat untuk mengumpul duit secukupnya untuk membelikan ibunya kaki palsu. Badrul juga mempunyai kebolehan untuk melukis.

Mak Nek adalah teman baik Badrul yang juga merupakan neneknya. Mak Nek adalah tempat dimana Badrul akan mendapat kasih saying dan perhatian. Di kampung itu juga tinggal seorang yang sakit jiwa kerana telah didera oleh bapanya semasa kecil lagi, bernama Junid.

Junid diasuh dan akan mendapat nasihat dari Badrul. Kedua-dua yang dianggap "cacat" oleh masyarakat akan menjadi sahabat baik. Badrul akan memperkenalkan ajaran Islam yang sebenarnya kepada Junid.

Badrul yang tidak mementingkan kebendaan hanya mengharapkan kasih saying dari ibunya. Badrul akan meneruskan cita-citanya untuk menjadi seorang pelukis dan sekaligus membahagiakan ibunya.

Pesan2: Beberapa bulan lepas, aku start tengok How I Met Your Mother dan sitcom ni sgt2 BEZ!!aku suka Barney Stinson…It's gonna be a Legend…wait for it…DARY!!!!

L.E.G.A.

Salam n hi all..

Banyak sgt bnda berlaku 2,3 minggu ni..tp aku xsempat nk tulis pun...
smpai aku pun dh lupa2 ingat pe yg tjadi..
yg pasti,trajedi oktober laahh...huhu
tp..bila pikir2 balik,sume bnde yg tjadi tu dh nmpk hikmah nye..
aku rs sgt lega...
bnyk masalah dh setel..
psm pun dh setel..
jd aku boleh blk ngn hepi...
hehe...

ape2 pun..entry kali ni khas aku tujukan untuk member2 aku..aku mntak maaf la kalo ada ckp2, kata2, gurau2 dn yg sewaktu dgn nya yg mengguris hati kalian..untuk insan yg dia pnh bc kt blog aku psl aku marah dia tu (awak tau sape sy maksudkan..ye,awak laa..hehe) sorri sgt2 keh..
sy mmg mcm tu..sekurang2 nya,sy xmrh awak depan2 kan??kalau x,mestii awak nangis..hehe..
ape2 pun,bila dh share sume,lega sikit kan..
Alhamdulillah..
pe pe pun..aku appreciate sgt kwn2 aku..

untuk yg satu skul,xtau bila kita leh jmpe lg..aku sntiasa doakan yg terbaik untuk kalian

yg blaja satu matrix, aku rindu sgt time matrix..situ la tmpt jatuh bangun aku..dan aku tau,
korang sntiasa ada kat situ..temankan aku..time kasih sgt2..

yg satu ump..kwn2 kat sini lah mendewasakan aku..aku jmpe bnyk sgt ragam manusia kat sini..
dan..terima kasih jugak sbb sentiasa bersabar ngan karenah aku..

second last, untuk sahabat,kawan,friend,kazen,buddy (ape2 aje yg kaitan ngan kawan) dr kecik smpai besar ni, EMY..terima kasih sbb sntiasa sokong aku..hehe...aku beruntung sbb ada bestfren mcm ko..at least aku boleh bangga bercerita ngan orang lain..bukan semua org dpt frenship mcm kita..hehe...aku syg kau..SERIUS!!!

ok..lastly..mestila untuk kawan2 aku yg plg setia ngan aku..aku tau..sbb aku adik dorang..hehe..bg bob,kak meen and kak jot...hadiah yg plg berharga dlm hidup..xda kata2 yg dpt menggambarkan betapa beruntung nya jd adik ktk org..seumur hidup pun kmk xpat balas kasih syg ngan perhatian ktk org..kita sm2 susah,sm2 senang..suma ya menjadikan kita lebeh rapat..lepas tok,xda pa gk dpt memisahkan kita,kecuali ajal..hrp apa2 yg tejadi di masa depan, kita dpt lebih tabah gk..
to kak jot, congrats!!

aku xtau kenapa nak tulis bnda mcm ni..dh lama nk buat..tp xde masa..
aku takut xsempat pulak nk buat nnt..
kita kan xtau apa yg menanti kita masa depan..
ajal maut jodoh pertemuan di tangan tuhan...
jd, aku xnak menyesal nnt kalo xsempat mntak maaf ngan terima kasih ngan korang sume...

Salam Sayang!!Senyum!!!

Ali Yakubov

Salam n hi all...mungkin ada yg dah baca pasal Ali Yakubov a.k.a bayi Al-Quran..dh bnyk sgt dengar cerita pasal dia,sj nak tambah lg...obviously,aku bosan..sj nk post!huhu



Doctors in Russia are puzzled as to why the holy Koran appears on the body of a nine-month-old boy.

The parents of Ali Yaubov said the word Allah appeared on their son’s chin soon after his birth, and ever since, scores of writings in Arabic script have emerged on his back, arms, legs and stomach.

Although doctors cannot explain why the writings appear on the toddler’s skin, they are sure someone did not write them.

His mother, Madiana Yakubov said the writings appear twice a week, usually Mondays and Thursday or Friday nights.

According to reports, the words “Don’t hide these signs from the people” once appeared on the child’s skin.

Ali has now become a focus of Muslim homage in his hometown of Dagestan, which is close to Chechnya.

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Here it comes again
19th of October
it is as empty as previous year
i couldn't say 'happy birthday,dear!'
all i could say,
'how are u doing up there?'

u are the one who teach me:
to walk
to talk
to read
to listen
to watch and learn
to be patient
to wait
but, u never teach me how to cope
for u never get the chance to see me
grow up as a matured young lady....

it has been 4 years
i've learned an unusual amount
how i'm taking care of myself
solving my own problems
listen to others as u always do
yet, no one's there listen to me
when i'm down
when i'm happy
when i'm thinking that
it is where u used to be
But,i'm okay
i'm a grown up now
u don't have to worried anymore
because,u have taught me a lot
that help me get through these...

joy,happiness,ups and downs,pains,
sadness,laugh,smile,emo,birth,death,
that is life...
it will never ends
i am kinda lucky cos'
i still got the chance to feel these
though inside, i never really think i have feelings....

Happy birthday,dad..
how i wish i can buy chocolate for u once again...

-Al-FATIHAH-

Bila agaknya??

Entri kali ini aku amil dr isuhangat..bila baca ni mesti korang terpikir jugak,bila agaknya aku boleh jadik mcm tu??huuhuu

Tahukah saudara semenjak Nabi Adam terkeluar dari syurga akibat tipu daya iblis, beliau menangis selama 300 tahun. Nabi Adam tidak mengangkat kepalanya ke langit kerana terlampau malu kepada Allah swt.

Beliau sujud di atas gunung selama seratus tahun. Kemudian menangis lagi sehingga air matanya mengalir di jurang Serantip. Dari air mata Nabi Adam itu Allah tumbuhkan pohon kayu manis dan pokok cengkih. Beberapa ekor burung telah meminum air mata beliau. Burung itu berkata, "Sedap sungguh air ini."

Nabi Adam terdengar kata-kata burung tersebut. Beliau menyangka burung itu sengaja mengejeknya kerana perbuatan derhakanya kepada Allah. Ini membuatkan Nabi Adam semakin hebat menangis. Akhirnya Allah telah menyampaikan wahyu yang bermaksud, "Hai Adam, sesungguhnya aku belum pernah menciptakan air minum yang lebih lazat dan hebat dari air mata taubatmu itu."

Wallahualam..

C0mplaining?duh!

S0metimes i wnder why people loves to cmplain.well,i am in sometimes,but,u can't just keep complaining without judging yourself.nobody is perfect.i kn0w it's cliche,but that's the truth.so,juz accept it the way it is.u can't change everythng to be like what u want it to be.people will get tired of it someday.AND,I AM TIRED OF HEARING PEOPLE KEEP COMPLAINING EVERY TIME n EVERYWHERE..ugh!juz get off fr0m my face!

RAYA

09/09/09

LA CROSSE, Wis. – No doubt. The nines have it. Chuck Berendes of La Crosse said he will never forget the birthday of this third child, born Wednesday on the ninth day of the nine month in the year 2009. Nor will Berendes and his wife, Polly, forget Henry Michael's arrival time — at 9:09 a.m. by Cesarean section at Franciscan Skemp Medical Center in La Crosse.

But they got the biggest laugh when the newborn was placed on the delivery room scale following his birth. Berendes said it was metric scale so the doctor did the math in his head, but to make sure, he had the nurse also do the conversion. Berendes said they broke into laughter when the nurse told them Henry weighed 9 pounds, 9 ounces.

15MALAYSIA

salam n hi all..

disebabkan kebanyakan blog yg aku follow sume cite psl 15malaysia ni, so aku pun pegila search..sbb sgt lapang (konon!! padahal projek berlambak)..aku pun tengok la se, 2, 3, 4, dll cite dlm nya...

pendapat aku??Kagum!aku kagum..diorang berani sentuh isu sensitif..walaupun ada sesetengah pihak membangkang, tp itulah realitinya..susah sgt ke nak terima??even cerita pasal Halal pun org cina buat(ada satu blog ckp cite ni tah pape) tp aku rs bgs sbb aku rs cerita ni mengajar bangsa lain supaya berhati2 kalau nak menjamu org Islam..lg pun sekarang kalau kita tengok, waktu hr krismas ke, tahun br cina ke, gawai ke, diorang akan jemput org melayu n siap cakap yg tukang masak n peralatan semua dari org melayu..kan ke bgs mcm tu..itu br la hidup bermasyarakat..

selain tu,ada yg menyentuh hati mcm cite house tu..simple je cite tu tp syahdu la tengok..xboleh nk gmbrkan simbolik nya rumah yg budak tu buat kena hentam ngan member dia..sian..pastu, ada yg aku xdpt tgkap lg mesej tersembunyi..n Namewee pun berlakon jugak..kmpius aku..dulu mamat ni bikin kecoh Malaysia je..aku ingatkan dh kena ban dr malaysia..heheh..cite chocolate pulak isu org cina..kalau aku di tempat org cina pun, mmg apa yg mak budak laki encem (serius aku suka kah hoe..especially selepas tengok talentime..bagila dia berlakon lg..huhu) tu cakap mmg betol..dh bnyk isu ni di timbulkan..tp maseh camtu jugak..

pendapat aku la, short story mcm ni lg senang nk smpaikan mesej..mcm iklan..kalau panjang2 sgt, org xtengok dah..aku rs, ramai la yg boleh menggantikan arwah yasmin ahmad dlm menghasilkan iklan2 yg bez..

kesimpulannya, aku rs apa yg 15malaysia ni paparkan mmg la menunjukkan rakyat malaysia..aku nak tengok cite namron buat..xhabes dlod lg..aku suka mamat ni sbb cerita die direct..mcm Gadoh..aku suka cite tu..well, mungkin ada yg rs racist or watever, tp situasi mcm tu mmg betol2 berlaku..rakyat Malaysia je yg xboleh nk terima hakikat..mungkin malu sbb realiti hidup di filemkan???ape2 aje laaa...itu realiti laaa..lg real dr reality show..huhu...

aku : suka muzik latar!lagi 2 hari nak balik..Selamat hr raya semua..maafkan daku! -peace-

(-_-)

Apa kes???

Assalamualaikum dan salam sejahtera semua..

lama dah x update..sedar2 dah nk masok 2 minggu pose..cepatnya masa berlalu..zrrooommm je.huhu..masa makin singkat..umur pun makin singkat..dlm 2 minggu ni,dh banyak kematian aku dengar..mula sekali mak kepada sorang budak fakulti aku.esok nya kazen aku..semalam ayah kawan aku..Innalillah..Al-Fatihah untuk mereka...untung nya meninggal bulan2 pose ni.
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Entry kali ni nak cerita pasal Indonesia vs Malaysia sekarang yg macam tengah hot sgt..kali ni indonesia mcm makin menjadi2..siap baling2 telur busuk dan bakar bendera malaysia..aku mungkin xberapa patriotik sgt tp sakit hati jugak la bila diorang buat mcm tu (aku sayang Malaysia..serius!)

x habis2 dengan isu lagu negaraku..pastu yg terbaru ni sbb tarian bali tu pulak..adeh..mcm2 la..discovery channel pun dah mintak maap..diam2 sudah..emo terlebeh la pulak..aku terpikir,kalau betol la kita berperang,sapa akan menang?jgn main2..Malaysia ada noordin mat top yang sgt2 on top list wanted people..hehe..tp, jangan la smpai berlarutan pulak isu ni..xbagus la gaduh sesama saudara nii..dahla di bulan mulia..

Mintak2 lepas ni ada penyelesaian..Respek la kat kerajaan Malaysia sbb amik langkah mendiamkan diri..sbb bila satu pihak tengah marah,pihak satu lg jgn la nak curahkan minyak pulak kan..yg bagusnya berdiam diri..biar diorang reda sendiri nanti..hehe...

OK..selamat berpuasa semua...jangan nakal2..

TRANSFORMASI

*gambar di sebelah tiada kaitan ngan isu indonesia dan malaysia..sj suka2..hidup 1MALAYSIA!!

salam ramadhan

salam ramadhan semua..
ye..seperti tahun2 sebelumnya.ramadhan dtg lg..
aku gementar puasa tahun ni..
aku tau sbg seorang islam,bulan puasa adalah bulan yg paling ditunggu2..yelah,bulan seribu keberkatan..
aku?xtau nak cakap macam mana..
ini 1st time aku puasa tanpa mak di sisi..lain sangat rasa..sebelum ni aku selalu bygkan mcm mana la puasa aku taun ni..aku x boleh nak gmbrkan mcm mana perasaan tu..susah sgt nak ditafsirkan..
awal2 puasa,ramai member aku balik rumah..nak sambut puasa ngan famili..ngan mak bapak..aku dah beberapa tahun xbuat mcm tu..yg ada dalam otak aku sekarang hanyalah gambaran masa2 dulu..
sahur,berbuka,pegi bazaar beli makanan bersama2..memori je tinggal..nak merasa semula sebuah keluarga yg lengkap untuk makan bersama2,mmg xmungkin lg..tahun ni,xde lg kot org nk mesej2 aku waktu sahur,berbuka dan tanya makan apa?yelah..mmg lazim insan bernama mak ni akan tanya pasal makan kita,minum kita,sehat ke??
sejujurnya...Aku rindu...amat rindu...teramat sangat...


aku rindu semua..aku rindu mak..aku rindu bapak..aku rindu rumah...


aku hanya nampak kuat dari luar..tp,bila beremosi begini,aku xboleh nak kontrol...kadang2 aku rasa airmata dah kering..tekak dah pahit..tp,dah mmg sifat aku emosional dan suka berfikir dan terkenang,aku menangis lg..untuk kesekian kali..walaupun ada stephen chow atau wilber pan untuk menghibur hati,tp jauh di sudut hati aku tetap terasa sendu...


harapan aku di bulan mulia ni,aku dpt beribadat bnyk2 untuk kedua orang tua aku..

Ya Allah,tempatkan lah mereka di kalangan orang beriman...
aku tau walau berapa banyak aku sayangkan kalian,tetap tidak dapat menandingi sayangnya Allah kepadamu...

tabahkan hatiku menempuh ramadhan dan syawal yg bakal menjelma...

Selamat berpuasa semua!!

Like A Song

Another cool song i want to share from Lenka Kripac..
those who likes cute songs,let's welcome Lenka Kripac...

Like A Song

I can't forget you when you're gone,
You're like a song that goes around in my head
And how I regret, it's been so long
Oh what went wrong? Could it be something I said
Time, make it go faster
Or just rewind to back when I'm wrapped in your arms
Ah ooh...
Dum da de dum....
All afternoon long it's with me the same song
You left a light on inside me my love
I can remember the way that it felt to be
Holding on to you....
I can't forget you when you're gone,
you're like a song that goes around in my head
And how i regret, it's been so long
Oh what went wrong? Could it be something i said
Time, make it go faster
Or just decide to come back to my happy heart
Ah ooh....

Warkah terakhir

aku baru lepas tengok cerita warkah teraher,rosli dhobi..xhabs tengok lg..br smpai episod 6.ada lg 2 episod..xsanggup pulak nk tengok smpai habis..
mula2 aku tengok sbb cerita ni dlm bhs srwk..hehe..semangat la sikit ditambah dgn gelagat org melaya bercakap semenanjung..kelakar pulak tengok..
tp serius cerita ni mmg menyentuh hati (bg aku la sbb aku kan suka tengok cerita dgn penuh penghayatan)..byg kan dlm usia 17 tahun tu,rosli dhobi dah buat satu pengorbanan yg sgt besar..
aku ni??dh 22 taun,tp aku xnmpk lg pengorbanan aku..part plg sedih waktu rosli dhobi bg ucapan kat kwn2 dia..sedih nya..
sekarang aku rs x wujud lg kot lelaki mcm rosli dhobi dlm zmn sekarang..dia bijak,berani,yakin,pandai agama,hensem dan yg sewaktu dgn nya..banyak lagi la kualiti lain..tu la sbb ajal dia sampai awal kot,takut ramai pulak pempuan berebut kat dia nnt..huhu
lagi sedih waktu dia mintak maaf dr bapak die..pastu hari dia nk pegi membunuh tu,dia mcm tinggalkan pesan ngan sume org rumah die..mcm tau2 je yg die xkan balik lg (walaupun ahli rukun 13 bgtau yg dia xkan dihukum bunoh sbb x cukup umur lg nak dikenakan tindakan undang2..secara lojiknya,xperlu la dia sedih2 kan..tp,dia mcm tau2 je nasib dia tu)..sedihnyee..isyy..xboleh tahan laaa...
aku rekomen kan tengok la cite ni..sempena hari kemerdekaan ni, tengok la cerita patriotik sikit..huhu

p/s: dr dokumentari hr tu,aku dgr gufren rosli dhobi mmg xkawen2 sampai tua..mmg betol la die janji ngan nyawa..setia nyaaa...

Because i'm stupid (ini lirik lagu)

aku suka dgr lagu asing dan carik maksud..ini ost dr boys over flowers...suka!!!

Because i'm stupid

Because i'm stupid
i have no one beside u
u, who are looking at someone else
don't u know how i felt?
There isn't me in your days
and not even having any remembrance
me, who is looking at u whom i'm yearning for
always shed tears
I am happy even to be looking at your back
u still don't know how i feel
in the end u still go past me
In the days when i miss u very much
in the days when i suffered pain
'i love u' is buzzing in my mouth
crying for u alone yet again
missing for u alone yet again
baby i love u
i'm waiting for u

p/s: lirik ini xlengkap lg..sile penuhkan sendiri..mls nk taip panjang2..huhu

keadaan sekeliling yg sunyi dan mendamaikan membuatkan aku bnyk berfikir dan rindu kat org..baru sekejap td aku teringat kat sorang kawan aku ni..aku kenal kat ump ni la..
xtau kenapa tiba2 aku teringat kat dia.mcm mana dia sekarang? sbb aku rasa aku xnampak dia lagi sejak semester baru ni..sehat kot..
member aku ni ada masalah.org salu cerita kat aku perangai dia yang mcm2.aku dengar.kadang2 aku percaya(selalunya aku percaya dan cakap yang bukan2 jugak..phm2 la..typical!)..tp, bila aku jumpa dia,kadang2 aku lupa perangai dia..mcm kawan biasa..dia nak pinjam duit aku bg (mcm kena hypnotized) tp aku mmg macam tu..sort of, 'yes' girl!member2 aku yg lain akan marah aku sbb bagi pinjam..'dia xkan bayar punya!' si A cakap.si B pulak 'knp bagi pinjam??!!'..C cakap 'xkan xpaham lagi perangai dia tu??!'..dan aku cakap 'mesti bayar punya..jgn risau..' padahal dlm hati risau nak mampus..kenapa diorang cakap macam ni??kalau dia xbayar,mampus aku nk carik alasan menjawab member2 aku...ahernya aku hanya tersengih macam kerang busuk...tp, aku yakin kat kawan ku yang sorang ni..dia bayar kat aku..aku pun bangga cerita balik kat member2..dan A,B,C cakap 'lain kali jgn bagi lagi' dan aku yang xberapa boleh nak terima nasihat diorang pun buat la lagi..(sbb aku rasa kalau kita baik kat org,org pun baik kat kita...well, echo of life!u get back what u give!!)
kali ni aku bg pinjam, aku x cerita kat ABC.aku dan kawan ku je yg tau..waktu tu semua org dh heboh perangai kawan aku..tp aku xkesah,sbb dia ok je ngan aku..ada satu waktu terdesak tu,aku boleh je nak mintak tlg dia..dia baik bagi aku..huhu..as usual,sbb aku yakin ngan dia, dia pun bayar la balik..persoalannya di sini, adakah aku terlalu optimis atau ABC yg terlalu pesimis??ramai lagi spesis mcm ni kat sini..aku takut aku pun jd mcm tu..huhu...bukan ke bgs kalau sentiasa bersangka baik?watever!!!

moral of the story: aku yakin kawan aku xguna duit tu ke arah kejahatan...sbb instinct aku selalu betol!!!(cross the finger)

Now i admit i'm a telephonobia...

first of all, dear all my friends who i ever not-picking-up your phone call or did not reply ur messages,and also for my lame excuses.. i'm truly sorry..
the truth is....i'm a telephonobia (feared of telephone) i've just discovered last week (lame)..i've known it since like forever...(that's not me in the pic)..
it started since 2005,i guessed emy still remember that night i've picked phone from home said my father passed away..i lost my mind that time..i'm not ready..i can't accept it..i just blank..before the incident i always love handphones...i really do...
after that i start to ignore any phone calls and there's some messages that i ignore..sorry guys..i know i may be selfish..there's time when u lost hope in this world and i've ever been in the state..i also know that i hv lost several friends because of that..but i don't care anymore..i didn't even take initiative to contact them back even when i have time..i'm just a BAD friend..i really do..
i just want all my friends to know that you guys are always in my heart..SORRY for not being me anymore..in fact i hv lose the real me..daaaa.....

here's some infos on telephonophobia..anyone????hehe
1. A person had a very unpleasant experience with the phone in the past - this is the most obvious way for a phobia to develop. However, it did not apply in my case. When I was a little kid, we had no phone at all, and we only got one at home after I started college. I did not have my personal phone line until about 3 years ago (isn't that exciting to know? :)), but I already had a phobia before that.

2. Telephonophobia as a result of a case of phonophobia. Phonophobia is a phobia of sounds in general. It is possible that a person had an unpleasant experience with some kind of sudden sounds in the past (and, as a matter of fact, it does not even have to be a recurring experience - even one especially unpleasant experience can lead to phobia development). Later this feeling can transfer to other sounds (like phone ring in case of telephonophobia). This is the way our brain works, unfortunately. Once a phone ring is associated with uncomfortable feelings, another round of associations kicks in, and a fear of anything related to telephones develops. This is the most likely scenario that took place in my case.

The morals of the story is that in order to treat the telephonophobia one need to find out what the initial stimulus was, that is, what sound(s) was (were) so unpleasant as to initiate the phobias chain reaction. This is complicated with the fact that once you focus on the final result (telephonophobia), your brain may even forget what caused it, and, what's even more interesting, you might not even have a negative reaction to initial stimulus that was the main cause your phobia developed! And at this point of time, I have no idea what an initial stimulus could have been...

ting mama de hua

waktu cuti mmg bosan,so aku telah membuat beberapa research smalam(aku sebenarnya tgh carik lagu wilber yang baru..then,terjumpa lagu ni...lagu jay chow feat wilber)
bez jugak..aku xdengar mana lagu jay chow ni...aku lebih suka wilber..tipu..aku tersangat suka kat wilber(he's hilarious.bg yang xkenal tu,boleh search..rasanya xde sape yang xboleh nak xsuka kat mamat ni.termasuk aku laaa..isk isk!)
dia feymes dgn lagu bu de bu ai..aku pun kenal dia melalui lagu ni..credits to pijot nyot nyot - nurhafizah selihin..(nama penuh tu) dia yg kenalkan aku ngan lagu ni.
aku bukan la phm sgt mandarin ni tp aku suka dgr lagu diorang sbb lirik best sgt..antaranya rainie yang..lagu2 dia sgt syahdu yang membuai perasaan..adooh..pegila search lagu dia..lirik yg best2!!
bila la artis kita dpt buat lagu yg best2 ni..huhu..
ni ada sedikit petikan lagu ni..

why should i listen to mother's words?
when u grow up u will understand wat i am saying
after i got older i started to realized
why i run faster than others
and fly further than other people
in the future,people will b reading my mangas
and all the songs they sing will b written by me
mother's hard work isn't seen by others
she knows the warm recipe by heart
when u have time,
hold her hand and go to dreamland together
listen to mother's words
dont let her get hurt
u want to grow up quickly so u can take care of her
beautiful white hair,the sprouting happiness
angel's magic benevolence within(her) gentleness

lagu ni aku dedicate kpd suma ibu2 dan yg maseh punya ibu/mak/umi/mummy/mama dan yang sewaktu dgnnya...


ini jay chow..aku xtau sgt pasal dia...

















dan ini wilber..muka serius??
jgn terpedaya..pecaye laaa..dia plg xserius..
kecuali waktu kerja mmg la bg komitmen..
mcm aku..dan dia jugak king of NG..haha











yang mana pilihan anda??hehe..sj nk kenalkan..ini bukan poll ok!!

h1n1

U aku dh tutup sbb h1n1..dan aku menguarantinkan diri sendiri menghadapi 9-hari-bosan yang bakal mendatang..hukhukhuk

Aku suka makcik kathleen

Aku suka artikel yg ditulis oleh anak sedara john f kennedy dlm RD bln jan.ye.aku tau skarang dh nak masuk bln ogos n aku br hbs bc buku yg bertarikh 7 bulan lepas..xpe..ilmu tu xde expiry date...

artikel dia tajuk 'death has been ever present' atau aku translate 'kematian adalah satu hadiah/penghargaan'.betul ke?lebih kurang laa....aku setuju sgt2 ngan tulisan auntie kathleen ni..dia ni mcm dikelilingi oleh kematian spanjang di awal usia hidupnya..sejak dr dia belum lahir lg..ada satu part dia ckp dia x suka bile org ckp 'Time heals all wounds' sbb dia ckp benda tu xbetul.even selepas beberapa taun,orang akan sentiasa sedih kalau teringat kat femili or fren yg dah pergi ni..dulu, aku pecaye dengan kata2 tu..tp selepas baca artikel makcik ni and aku pun dah rasa,lalui sendiri, aku pikir2 makcik ni mmg betol..betol sesangat..aku pernah tertanya agaknya berapa taun aku perlukan nak lupakan ataupun x bersedih atau terasa hati kalau sebut pasal org tersayang yg dah xde ni..sekarang aku dah tau..walau beribu tahun pun (mmg x possible laa..perumpamaan untuk menguatkan cerita) mmg xkan boleh nak ubat hati ni..xkan boleh nak tampal balik hati yang dah belubang2 ni..kat mana2 pegi atau orang yg kita jumpa akan buatkan kita teringat..kita x mintak benda tu datang n xboleh nak kontrol pun..ianya kebetulan..hidup kan penuh dengan kebetulan..kalau tengok durian,kita teringat ngan orang yang sanggup susah pyh bukak durian sbb nak bg kita makan..dengar org ni ckp mcmni2,kita teringat la dulu selalu dengar orang tesayang tu ckp bnda sama..tp skarang xleh dgr lg..mcm tu la cntohnya kenapa masa tu mmg xkan dapat ubat hati ni..hari baru,orang baru,perkara baru,semua baru tapi pengalaman dan kenangan itu selamanya..

aku penah jugak dengar kalau hidup dengan kenangan kita xkan boleh maju ke hadapan..ye ke??aku x rasa mcm tu..sbb kenangan mmg xboleh dibuang..lain la kalau dpt amnesia..tp, even amnesia pun boleh baik balik..kenangan tu memori.memori tu sm mcm memori kad.xkan hilang selagi xformat balik..jd kalau ikut pepatah td tu,kalau xnak hidup dlm kenangan/memori,format la otak korang..huhu..

sambung balik pasal makcik kathleen..dia cite mcm mn kwn2 dia(waktu kat uni) dah besar panjang mcm tu tp xpenah rs g funeral(majlis kematian la kalau kat mesia ni)..sbb tu dia ckp kematian yg berlaku kat keliling dia tu mcm hadiah.sbb xsemua org merasa apa yg dia rasa dan lalui..aku suka sgt2 part tu..bg aku semangat..dia membuatkan aku rs aku dh dpt bnyk pengalaman..aku xleh la nak kata hadiah..boleh jugak hadiah..hadiah yg mmg xkan boleh nak lupa smpai bila2 pun..pengalaman yg aku dapat ni mmg sgt mahal sbb banyak mengajar aku dan adik beradik..ada yang belum nampak tp kami sendiri yakin ada sesuatu yang lebih baik menanti di hadapan..aku redha..
ok..aku positif!

Aku rasa nk menulis....

salam n hi!!
Ok.. aku rs nk menulis sbb aku rs aku patut(ini belog aku..sukati aku la kan nak tulis ke nak post berita ke apa)...
aku cuma rs nk share..dah bosan simpan sorang..ekceli aku dah tulis benda ni lama(adala dlm 2,3 hari..kira lama la..dh xfresh) tp sbb wifi yg mcm2 bijak pandai (means connection xbgs) aku terlambat la post sikit..tp xpela...pos je la..saje nk tmbh bilangan pos...
hjg minggu lepas aku tengok cite hindi.(amik dr member je..xde nk beli cd2 lg dah sekarang).
cite Om Shanti Om..ok.aku xtau pe makna Om Shanti Om tu sbb bukan nk cerita pasal tajuk tu..lama dah xtengok cerita hindi best2 ni..dah bertahun kot xlayan cerita hindi..ok aku tipu..dlm 6 bulan lepas aku ada tengok satu cerita member promote.cita kajol dan suami dia.sedeh cite tu.isteri dia hilang ingatan..yes..aku nangis nengok cite tu..(?????)mmg sedeh pun.aku kalau tengok cite tengok sorang2 sbb nak amik 'feel'.bukan artis je yg nk feel tau..
bebalik kepada cite Om,(mcm nama indon pulak..dulu maid makcik aku panggil om,janda.tp skarang dh balik kampung iye)..tp Om yg aku tengok ni bukan maid.dia pelakon kecil2 an..u know,watak2 sampingan tp berangan nk jd hero..member dia ckp la dia xkan dpt jd hero kalau guna nama OM bla bla aku xingat yg kat belakang.member dia suggest la pegi tuka nama.but of course la mak dia yg melodramatic xbagi...lg satu psl Om ni dia minat gila kat heroin yang tengah ngetop masa tu..siap ckp sorang mcm xbetol je aku tengok..mcm org ckp dlm tepon...die jgk jd saksi kekejaman manusia kat heroin tu..ok malas la nk cite..g tengok sendiri sbb biasela cite hindi mmg pnjg2 kan (nak bg pnjg lg,dorang buboh la 5,8 lagu dlm tu..jimat sikit..cpyh tulis skrip pnjg2)..yg pasti Om tu nnt mati n ntah mcm mn semangat n roh die masok dlm body sorang baby yg ayah die namakan Om jgk..cite ni psl kelahiran semula..kot..
emm..bg aku cite ni best sbb bnyk special appearances..betul ke???ape2 je lah..ada satu lagu tu bnyk gila artis..haha..best2 aku suka..mcm package la tengok cite ni..xpyh nk tengok bnyk2 cite sbb dlm satu cite ni dh ada bnyk artis2 lain..(suka2!)
mula2 cita tu ada rishi kapoor yg mmg dr filem lama dia.kurus lagi.hensem lg..dia gabungkan la watak Om tu ada kat set rishi tu.dah ada kemajuan cite hindi skarang..hebat..xnmpk tipu sgt..ok mungkin ada sesetengah xknal rishi (yg belakon bobby?xkenal jugak?google sndiri la) tp aku kenal sbb aku org lama..kecik2 aku selalu tengok mak aku tengok cite hindi ni and lazim sorang budak akan tanya mcm2 kan..kdg2 mak aku mls layan sgt sbb kitorang selalu ejek ape ni tengok cite hindi..pastu nangis2..cliche!!tp,bila kuch kuch hota hai keluar (dlm tahun 98) kitorang sume kena badi dah..sume layan cite hindi..mungkin itu ketulahan..mungkin..aku lah yang paling obses sekali dlm rumah tu..kalau keluar mesti nak beli cd cite hindi.xkesah la best ke x..siap beli majalah lg...(ooo..membazir nya...mcm la preity zinta tau umah aku)..bila dh matang sikit ni aku tau,mmg budak2 macam tu...hehe
cite hindi sekarang dah lain dr zaman2 kemasyhuran srk,salman,kajol dulu..sbb tu aku xlayan sangat dah sekarang..kalau cite yg muka2 baru mmg aku xtengok la..n xkenal pun..tp yg aku saspek sgt2 kat diorang ialah diorang xkenal putus asa..bandingkan ngan industri perfileman kat negara ni, diorang jauh kat depan dah (walaupun org ckp jln cite same..tp maseh jgk org nk tengok kan?kan?kan??) diorang keluarkan smpai beratus filem setahun dan dlm bnyk2 tu mesti ada yg sangkut punye..yg top la..contoh slumdog millionaire tu..(aku xtau cite tu kategori hindi ke omputeh..tp sbb kat india aku assume hindi la..setuju?) cite tu mmg lain la..aku suke jgk cite tu..best!filem tu menunjukkan yg hidup ni mmg penuh dengan kebetulan..mcm,selalu rs nk ponteng kelas tp xberani then bila dah buat tu (ponteng) tiba2 ada spotcheck..kemudian tertangkap..bila fikir2 kenapa waktu kita nk buat baru ada spotcheck??orang lain buat xde pulak kene..kan??kan??itulah kebetulan..
lg satu contoh kebetulan ataupun coincidences dlm bhs omputeh nya, bila pindah tmpat baru ni..n kenal2 la ngan orang sekeliling..last2 dpt tau orang tu anak sedara jiran sebelah umah kita yg kita xberapa nak suka..kelakar kan?itulah realiti nya..kecik je dunia ni sebenarnya..kebetulan2 yg orang selalu alami ni ada pro n kon nya sendiri..kalau dlm slumdog tu kebetulan yg dialami hero tu mmg sangat la menguntungkan..ape2 pun aku nk cakap yg semua yg berlaku dalam hidup kita mmg telah dirancang oleh yang Maha Bijaksana..mungkin ada satu masa kita akan rasa diri ni susah sangat2 (mcm hero slumdog tu..tp sapa sangka dpt jd millionaire..kan??)..tp..pecaye lah..Allah xkan menjadikan sesuatu perkara tu tanpa sebab dan alasanNya tersendiri..pasti ada sesuatu yg lebih baik Dia janjikan untuk kita..mcm Om ckp,everything is OK in the end..if it's not OK,it's not the end..so, aku nak katakan kat diri aku sendiri n sesape yg baca ni, walaupun aku tau sekarang hidup aku dh lain dr dulu,rs susah hati,rs rindu, tp aku terima semua tu sbb aku yakin dgn janji Tuhan..dan aku harap semua org pun rs mcm tu..hidup tidak selalunya indah kan?
ok la..dah puas bebel2..nnt kalau ada benda best lg aku tulis la lg...
daaa....

Letter to my brother

This is another story that touch many hearts....

Dear Patrick,

I was then an only child
who had everything I could ever want. But even a pretty,
spoiled and rich kid could get lonely once in a while
so when Mom told me that she was pregnant,
I was ecstatic.

I imagined how wonderful you would be
and how we'd always be together
and how much you would look like me.
So, when you were born, I looked at your tiny hands and feet
and marveled at how beautiful you were.
We took you home and I showed you proudly to my friends.
They would touch you and sometimes pinch you,
but you never reacted.
When you were five months old,
some things began to bother Mom.
You seemed so unmoving and numb,
and your cry sounded odd -- almost like a kitten's.

So we brought you to many doctors.
The thirteenth doctor who looked at you quietly said
you have the "cry du chat" (pronounced kree-do-sha) syndrome,
'cry of the cat' in French.
When I asked what that meant,
he looked at me with pity and softly said,
"Your brother will never walk nor talk."
The doctor told us that it is a condition
that afflicts one in 50,000 babies,
rendering victims severely retarded.
Mom was shocked and I was furious.
I thought it was unfair. When we went home,
Mom took you in her armsand cried.
I looked at you and realized that word will get around
that you're not normal.
So to hold on to my popularity,
I did the unthinkable ... I disowned you.
Mom and Dad didn't know but
I steeled myself not to love you as you grew.

Mom and Dad showered you with love
and attention and that made me bitter.
And as the years passed,
that bitterness turned to anger, and then hate.
Mom never gave up on you.
She knew she had to do it for your sake.
Every time she put your toys down,
you'd roll instead of crawl.
I watched her heart break every time she took away your toys
and strapped your tummy with foam so you couldn't roll.
You'd struggle and you'd cry in that pitiful way,
the cry of the kitten. But she still didn't give up.
And then one day,
you defied what all your doctors said -- you crawled.
When Mom saw this, she knew that you would eventually walk.
So when you were still crawling at age four,
she'd put you on the grass with only your diapers
on knowing that you hate the feel of the grass your skin.
Then she'd leave you there.
I would sometimes watch from the window
and smile at your discomfort.
You would crawl to the sidewalk and Mom would put you back.
Again and again, Mom repeated this on the lawn.
Until one day,
Mom saw you pull yourself up and toddle off the grass
as fast as your little legs could carry you.
Laughing and crying, she shouted for Dad and I to come.
Dad hugged you crying openly.
I watched from my bedroom window this heartbreaking scene.
Over the years, Mom taught you to speak, read and write.
From then on, I would sometimes see you walk outside,
smell the flowers, marvel at the birds, or just smile at no one.
I began to see the beauty of the world around me,
the simplicity of life and the wonders of this world,
through your eyes.
It was then that I realized that you were my brother
and no matter how much I tried to hate you, I couldn't,
because I had grown to love you.
During the next few days,
we again became acquainted with each other.
I would buy you toys and give you all the love that
a sister could ever give to her brother.
And you would reward me by smiling and hugging me.

But I guess, you were never really meant for us.
On your tenth birthday, you felt severe headaches.
The doctor's diagnosis -- leukemia.Mom gasped and Dad held her,
while I fought hard to keep my tears from falling.
At that moment, I loved you all the more.
I couldn't even bear to leave your side.
Then the doctors told us that your only hope was
to have a bonemarrow transplant.
You became the subject of a nationwide donor search.
When at last we found the right match, you were too sick,
and the doctor reluctantly ruled out the operations.
Since then, you underwent chemotherapy and radiation.

Even at the end, you continued to pursue life.
Just a month before you died,
you made me draw up a list of things you wanted to do
when you got out of the hospital.
Two days after the list was completed,
you asked the doctors to send you home.
There, we ate ice cream and cake, run across the grass,
flew kites, went fishing, took pictures of one another
and let the balloons fly.

I remember the last conversation that we had.
You said that if you die, and if I need of help,
I could send you a note to heaven
by tying it on the string any a balloon and letting it fly.
When you said this, I started crying. Then you hugged me.
Then again, for the last time, you got sick.
That last night, you asked for water,
a back rub, a cuddle.
Finally, you went into seizure with tears streaming down your face.
Later, at the hospital,
you struggled to talk but the words wouldn't come..
I know what you wanted to say.
"I hear you," I whispered.
And for the last time, I said,
"I'll always love you and I will never forget you.
Don't be afraid. You'll soon be with God in heaven."

Then, with my tears flowing freely,
I watched the bravest boy
that I had ever known finally stop breathing.
Dad, Mom and I cried until
I felt as if there were no more tears left.
Patrick was finally gone, leaving us behind.

From then on, you were my source of inspiration.
You showed me how to love life and live life to the fullest.
With your simplicity and honesty,
you showed me a world full of love and caring.
And you made me realize
that the most important thing in this life is
to continue loving without asking
why or how and without setting any limit.
Thank you, my little brother, for all these.

Your Sister

The little girl who dared to wish

As Amy Hagadorn rounded the corner across the hall from her classroom, she collided with a tall boy from the fifth grade running in the opposite direction. "Watch it, Squirt," the boy yelled, as he dodged around the little third grader. Then, with a smirk on his face, the boy took hold of his right leg and mimicked the way Amy limped when she walked.
Amy closed her eyes for a moment.
Ignore him, she told herself as she headed for her classroom. But at the end of the day, Amy was still thinking about the tall boy's mean teasing. It wasn't as if he were the only one. It seemed that ever since Amy started the third grade, someone teased her every single day. Kids teased her about her speech or her limping. Amy was tired of it. Sometimes, even in a classroom full of other students, the teasing made her feel all alone.
Back home at the dinner table that evening Amy was quiet. Her mother knew that things were not going well at school. That's why Patti Hagadorn was happy to have some exciting news to share with her daughter.
"There's a Christmas Wish Contest on the radio station," Amy's mom announced. "Write a letter to Santa and you might win a prize. I think someone at this table with blond curly hair should enter."
Amy giggled. The contest sounded like fun. She started thinking about what she wanted most for Christmas.
A smile took hold of Amy when the idea first came to her. Out came pencil and paper and Amy went to work on her letter. "Dear Santa Claus," she began.
While Amy worked away at her best printing, the rest of the family tried to guess what she might ask from Santa. Amy's sister, Jamie, and Amy's mom both thought a 3-foot Barbie Doll would top Amy's wish list. Amy's dad guessed a picture book. But Amy wasn't ready to reveal her secret Christmas wish just then. Here is Amy's letter to Santa, just as she wrote it that night:

Dear Santa Claus,
My name is Amy. I am 9 years old. I have a problem at school. Can you help me, Santa? Kids laugh at me because of the way I walk and run and talk. I have cerebral palsy. I just want one day where no one laughs at me or makes fun of me.
Love, Amy

At radio station WJLT in Fort Wayne, Indiana, letters poured in for the Christmas Wish Contest. The workers had fun reading about all the different presents that boys and girls from across the city wanted for Christmas.
When Amy's letter arrived at the radio station, manager Lee Tobin read it carefully. He knew cerebral palsy was a muscle disorder that might confuse the schoolmates of Amy who didn't understand her disability. He thought it would be good for the people in Fort Wayne to hear about this special third grader and her unusual wish. Mr. Tobin called up the local newspaper.
The next day, a picture of Amy and her letter to Santa made the front page of The News Sentinel. The story spread quickly. All across the country, newspapers and radio and television stations reported the story of the little girl in Fort Wayne, Indiana, who asked for such a simple, yet remarkable, Christmas gift-- just one day without teasing.
Suddenly the postman was a regular at the Hagadorn house. Envelopes of all sizes addressed to Amy arrived daily from children and adults all across the nation. They came filled with holiday greetings and words of encouragement. During that unforgettable Christmas season, over two thousand people from all over the world sent Amy letters of friendship and support. Amy and her family read every single one. Some of the writers had disabilities; some had been teased as children. Each writer had a special message for Amy. Through the cards and letters from strangers, Amy glimpsed a world full of people who truly cared about each other. She realized that no amount or form of teasing could ever make her feel lonely again.
Many people thanked Amy for being brave enough to speak up. Others encouraged her to ignore teasing and to carry her head high. Lynn, a sixth grader from Texas, sent this message:
"I would like to be your friend," she wrote, "and if you want to visit me, we could have fun. No one would make fun of us, cause, if they do, we will not even hear them."
Amy did get her wish of a special day without teasing at South Wayne Elementary School. Additionally, everyone at school got an added bonus. Teachers and students talked together about how bad teasing can make others feel.
That year, the Fort Wayne mayor officially proclaimed December 21st as Amy Jo Hagadorn Day throughout the city. The mayor explained that by daring to make such a simple wish, Amy taught a universal lesson.
"Everyone," said the mayor, "wants and deserves to be treated with respect, dignity and warmth."

by Alan D. Shultz from Chicken Soup for the Kid's Soul Copyright 1998 by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Patty Hansen and Irene Dunlap

THE CLIMB

This song is really motivating..

The Climb by Miley Cyrus
Hannah Montana the Movie OST

I can almost see it
That dream I'm dreaming but
There's a voice inside my head sayin,
You'll never reach it,
Every step I'm taking,
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking but I
Got to keep trying
Got to keep my head held high

There's always going to be another mountain
I'm always going to want to make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes you going to have to lose,
Ain't about how fast I get there,
Ain't about what?s waiting on the other side
It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing,
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes they knock me down but
No I'm not breaking
I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I'm going to remember most yeah
Just got to keep going
And I,
I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on, cause

Keep on moving
Keep climbing
Keep the faith baby
It's all about
It's all about
The climb
Keep the faith
Keep your faith

ToUnGe TwIstEr

1. If you understand, say "understand" . If you don't understand, say " don't understand". But if you understand and say "don't
understand". How do I understand that you understand? Understand!


2. I wish to wish the wish you wish to wish, but if you wish the wish the witch wishes, I won't wish the wish you wish to wish.


3. Sounding by sound is a sound method of sounding sounds.


4 .A sailor went to sea to see, what he could see. And all he could see was sea, sea, sea.


5 . Purple Paper People, Purple Paper People, Purple Paper People


6 .If two witches were watching two watches, which witch would watch which watch?


7 .I thought a thought. But the thought I thought wasn't the thought I thought I thought. If the thought I thought I thought had been the
thought I thought, I wouldn't have thought so much.


8 .Once a fellow met a fellow In a field of beans. Said a fellow to a fellow, "If a fellow asks a fellow, Can a fellow tell a fellow What a
fellow means?"


9. Mr Inside went over to see Mr Outside. Mr Inside stood outside and called to MrOutside inside.


Mr Outside answered Mr Inside from inside and Told Mr Inside to come inside. Mr Inside said "NO", and told Mr Outside to come
outside.

Mr Outside and Mr Inside argued from inside and outside about going outside or coming inside. Finally, Mr Outside coaxed Mr Inside
to come inside, then both Mr Outside and Mr Inside went outside to the riverside.


10. SHE SELLS SEA SHELLS ON THE SEA SHORE , BUT THE SEA SHELLS THAT SHE SELLS, ON THE SEA SHORE ARE NOT
THE REAL ONES

girlfriend to wife

Me : b4 this i post about boyfriend to husband..now, it's girlfriend to wife..hehe

Dear Tech Support:
Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0. I soon noticed that the new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable resources. In addition, Wife 1.0 installed itself into all other programs and now monitors all other system activity. Applications such as Poker Night 10.3, Football 5.0, Hunting and Fishing 7.5, and Racing 3.6 no longer run, crashing the system whenever selected.

I can't seem to keep Wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to run my favorite applications. I'm thinking about going back to Girlfriend 7.0, but the uninstall doesn't work on Wife 1.0. Please help!

Thanks,
A Troubled User.
______________________________________
REPLY:
Dear Troubled User:
This is a very common problem that men complain bout. Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0, thinking that it is just a Utilities and Entertainment program. Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and is designed by its Creator to run EVERYTHING!!! It is also impossible to delete Wife 1.0 and to return to Girlfriend 7.0. It is impossible to uninstall, or purge the program files from the system once installed.

You cannot go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is designed to not allow this. Look in your Wife 1.0 manual under Warnings-Alimony-Child Support. I recommend that you keep Wife1.0 and work on improving the situation. I suggest installing the background application ?Yes Dear? to alleviate software augmentation.

The best course of action is to enter the command C:\APOLOGIZE because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal anyway. Wife 1.0 is a great program, but it tends to be very high maintenance. Wife 1.0 comes with several support programs, such as Clean and Sweep 3.0, Cook It 1.5 and Do Bills 4.2. However, be very careful how you use these programs. Improper use will cause the system to launch the program Nag, Nag 9.5. Once this happens, the only way to improve the performance of Wife 1.0 is to purchase additional software. I recommend Flowers 2.1 and Diamonds 5.0! WARNING!!! DO NOT, under any circumstances, install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3. This application is not supported by Wife 1.0 and will cause irreversible damage to the operating system.

Best of luck,
Tech Support

I GO ....

So long, fare thee well
The dancer and the dancing days have taken leave and fell
So turn down this bed of stone
Quench me with the deadly nightshade from the rose that you belong

The long December rain is falling now
Running down on streets to nowhere
Music is my life you're my sweetest nightingale
But I can't hear it here no more
And I go
I go

Hush now, don't shake or break
Words have fallen silent like soldiers to the grave
No matter what they do or say
Lay me on the sleepy meadow by the tracks upon your face

Mata ayah..

This is one of my all time favourite stories..
Selamat Hari Bapa!

This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship. Even though the son was always on the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game.This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn't want to.

But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there. He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he'd get to play when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice nor a game, but remained a bench warmer all four years. His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him.

When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a "walk-on." Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did. The coach admitted that he kept him on the roste because he always puts his heart and soul into every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed.The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games.

This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in the game.It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big play off game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, "My father died this morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?" The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, "Take the rest of the week off, son. And don't even plan to come back to the game on Saturday.

Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon."Coach, please let me play. I've just got to play today," said the young man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he wanted his worst player in this close playoff game. But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. "All right," he said."You can go in."

Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked and tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown.

The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you've never heard! Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that the young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and said, "Kid, I can't believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?"

He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?" The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could do it!

me : my dad is a hero..missing him badly..recently,there's a lot of malay drama that touch my heart that make me realise how long have i havent see him..i'm afraid one day i might not remember how he looks like..hope they're doing great up there..i know they are..pray with me!

Is it funny??

it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye
it's funny how good memories can start to make u cry

it's funny how forever
never seems really last

it's funny how much you'd lose
is u forgot about ur past
it's funny how friends can just leave u when u're down
its funny how when u need someone they're never around

it's funny how people change
and think they're so much better

it's funny how many lies
can be packed in one love letter

its funny how people forgive
eventhough they can't forget

it's funny how ironic life turns out to be
but the funniest part of all is
that none of that's funny to me

HURT

xde idea nk post ape..hayati je la lirik ni...

by Christina Aguilera

Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were, but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today
Ooh, ooh

I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To hear your voice again Sometimes I wanna call you But I know you won't be there

Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you

Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss And it's so hard to say goodbye
When it comes to this, oooh

Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?

There's nothing I wouldn't do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes
And see you looking back

Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself, ohh

If I had just one more day I would tell you how much that I've missed you Since you've been away
Ooh, it's dangerous
It's so out of line
To try and turn back time

I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you

me: it's so hard to say goodbye...it really the hardest things that ever fall on me...

Girl 'acts like dog' after being locked up

CHITA, May 27 (RIA Novosti) - Police in the East Siberian city of Chita have reported a chilling case of child abuse, in which a five-year-old girl was kept locked in a room with dogs and cats for several years, causing her to behave like an animal.

The Chita police department said on its website that the apartment was searched after a tip-off.

"For almost five years, the girl was brought up by several cats and dogs, and never went outside," the report said.

After years of malnourishment and lack of contact with humans, despite sharing the three-room flat with her father, grandmother, grandfather and other relatives, the girl has not learned to speak, and makes only animal-like noises.

Police found the girl "unwashed, in dirty clothes, and with the obvious habits of a domestic animal; she greeted the police officers by leaping at them like a dog."

The report said the family was living in squalor, and that "the water, heating, gas, and sanitation had long ago been switched off."

The statement said a criminal case has been opened against family members, but that the maximum prison term is three years. The father was not in the flat when the police found the girl, and his whereabouts are unknown. The mother called in at a police station on finding out that her daughter had been taken.

The girl, who is at the physical development stage of a two or three year old, is now being treated in a rehabilitation center. She reportedly has a good appetite, but insists on lapping up her food straight from her plate.

Medics at the center say that when nurses leave the room she rushes to the door and barks. Specialist doctors are currently studying the girl.

Collection of HAPPINESS quotes

Abd Er-Rahman III of Spain:

I have now reigned about 50 years in victory or peace, beloved by my subjects, dreaded by my enemies, and respected by my allies. Riches and honors, power and pleasure, have waited on my call, nor does any earthly blessing appear to have been wanting to my felicity. In this situation, I have diligently numbered the days of pure and genuine happiness which have fallen to my lot. They amount to fourteen. (960 C.E.)

Albert Camus:

You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.

Albert Camus:

But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?

Albert Camus:

All men have a sweetness in their life. That is what helps them go on. It is towards that they turn when they feel too worn out.

Albert Camus:

When you have once seen the glow of happiness on the face of a beloved person, you know that a man can have no vocation but to awaken that light on the faces surrounding him; and you are torn by the thought of the unhappiness and night you cast, by the mere fact of living, in the hearts you encounter.

Albert Schweitzer:

Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful.

Albert Schweitzer:

I don't know what your destiny will be, but one thing I do know: the only ones among you who will be really happy are those who have sought and found how to serve.

Albert Schweitzer:

Happiness is nothing more than good health and a bad memory.

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn:

One should never direct people towards happiness, because happiness too is an idol of the market-place. One should direct them towards mutual affection. A beast gnawing at its prey can be happy too, but only human beings can feel affection for each other, and this is the highest achievement they can aspire to.

Algernon Black:

Why not let people differ about their answers to the great mysteries of the Universe? Let each seek one's own way to the highest, to one's own sense of supreme loyalty in life, one's ideal of life. Let each philosophy, each world-view bring forth its truth and beauty to a larger perspective, that people may grow in vision, stature and dedication.

This entry continued ...

Allan K. Chalmers:

The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.

Amy Lowell:

Happiness: We rarely feel it.
I would buy it, beg it, steal it,
Pay in coins of dripping blood
For this one transcendent good.

Anne Frank:

We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same.

Anne Frank:

The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature.

Edith Wharton:

If only we'd stop trying to be happy we'd have a pretty good time.

Edward de Bono:

Unhappiness is best defined as the difference between our talents and our expectations.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox:

The truest greatness lies in being kind, the truest wisdom in a happy mind.

Eric Hoffer:

You can never get enough of what you don't need to make you happy.

Felix Adler:

The truth which has made us free will in the end make us glad also.

Fran Leibowitz:

Remember that as a teenager you are in the last stage of your life when you will be happy to hear the phone is for you.

Francoise de Motteville:

The true way to render ourselves happy is to love our work and find in it our pleasure.

Franklin D. Roosevelt:

Happiness is not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort.

George Burns:

Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.


George Sand:

There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.

H.H. the Dalai Lama:

The basic thing is that everyone wants happiness, no one wants suffering. And happiness mainly comes from our own attitude, rather than from external factors. If your own mental attitude is correct, even if you remain in a hostile atmosphere, you feel happy.

HH the Dalai Lama:

When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace.

HH the Dalai Lama:

Consider the following. We humans are social beings. We come into the world as the result of others' actions. We survive here in dependence on others. Whether we like it or not, there is hardly a moment of our lives when we do not benefit from others' activities. For this reason it is hardly surprising that most of our happiness arises in the context of our relationships with others.

HH the Dalai Lama:

If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion.

Helen Keller:

Happiness cannot come from without. It must come from within. It is not what we see and touch or that which others do for us which makes us happy; it is that which we think and feel and do, first for the other fellow and then for ourselves.

Helen Keller:

When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.

Helen Keller:

Many people have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification, but through fidelity to a worthy purpose.

Henry David Thoreau:

That man is richest whose pleasures are cheapest.

Henry David Thoreau:

The most I can do for my friend is simply to be his friend. I have no wealth to bestow on him. If he knows that I am happy in loving him, he will want no other reward. Is not friendship divine in this?

Horace Friess:

All seasons are beautiful for the person who carries happiness within.

Hubert H. Humphrey:

Here we are the way politics ought to be in America; the politics of happiness, the politics of purpose and the politics of joy.

James M. Barrie:

Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others, cannot keep it from themselves.

James Oppenheim:

The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet.

John Barrymore:

Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open.

John D. Rockefeller:

I can think of nothing less pleasurable than a life devoted to pleasure.

John Milton:

The mind is its own place, and in itself, can make heaven of Hell, and a hell of Heaven.

Kalidasa:

Listen to the Exhortation of the Dawn!
Look to this Day!
For it is Life, the very Life of Life.
In its brief course lie all the
Verities and Realities of your Existence.
The Bliss of Growth,
The Glory of Action,
The Splendor of Beauty;
For Yesterday is but a Dream,
And To-morrow is only a Vision;
But To-day well lived makes
Every Yesterday a Dream of Happiness,
And every Tomorrow a Vision of Hope.
Look well therefore to this Day!
Such is the Salutation of the Dawn!

Kin Hubbard:

It's pretty hard to tell what does bring happiness. Poverty an' wealth have both failed.

Leo Buscaglia:

What we call the secret of happiness is no more a secret than our willingness to choose life.

Ludwig Wittgenstein:

I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves.

M. Scott Peck:

The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers.

Marcel Proust:

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.

Margaret Bonnano:

It is only possible to live happily ever after on a day to day basis.

Mark Twain:

Whoever is happy will make others happy, too.

Mark Twain:

Sanity and happiness are an impossible combination.

Mark Twain:

Happiness is a Swedish sunset -- it is there for all, but most of us look the other way and lose it.

Mark Twain:

The perfection of wisdom, and the end of true philosophy is to proportion our wants to our possessions, our ambitions to our capacities, we will then be a happy and a virtuous people.

Martha Washington:

The greatest part of our happiness depends on our dispositions, not our circumstances.

Mohandas K. Gandhi:

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.

Nathaniel Hawthorne:

Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

Norman MacEwan:

Happiness is not so much in having as sharing. We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.

Oliver Wendell Holmes:

The world has to learn that the actual pleasure derived from material things is of rather low quality on the whole and less even in quantity than it looks to those who have not tried it.

Pearl S. Buck:

Growth itself contains the germ of happiness.

Peyton Conway March:

There is a wonderful mythical law of nature that the three things we crave most in life -- happiness, freedom, and peace of mind -- are always attained by giving them to someone else.

Ralph Waldo Emerson:

To fill the hour -- that is happiness.

Ramona L. Anderson:

People spend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idle dreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill the emptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed to search was within.

Robert Heinlein:

Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.

Robert Louis Stevenson:

There is no duty we so underrate as the duty of being happy. By being happy we sow anonymous benefits upon the world.

Sophocles:

Wisdom is the supreme part of happiness.

Susan B. Anthony:

Independence is happiness.

Theodor Fontane:

Happiness, it seems to me, consists of two things: first, in being where you belong, and second -- and best -- in comfortably going through everyday life, that is, having had a good night's sleep and not being hurt by new shoes.

Thich Nhat Hanh:

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.

Thomas Jefferson:

The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family.

Thomas Jefferson:

But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life; and thanks to a benevolent arrangement of things, the greater part of life is sunshine.

W. Beran Wolfe:

If you observe a really happy man you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double dahlias in his garden. He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar button that has rolled under the radiator.

Willa Cather:

That is happiness; to be dissolved into something completely great.