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Sayonara~
Alhamdulillah.
Life seems to be a lot better now(at least for me..), as I have finally sort of 'fit in' in this mega-blustering city.

Though the weather is still mightily unpredictable and sort of freezing at times, I think I can suit myself with it~~*fingers crossed* lorh~

But one think I really love about life at the moment, is being able to witness, a couple of things about 'brotherhood' in Islam.

Situation 1
Today, I just break-fast(is there any other word to describe this? please.. it sounded funny. lol~) with my friend, Hassan,(again).
He invited me to his place, which is in Ifor Evans Hall, in Camden road.
This time around, we ate his 'nasi beriyani'

Hassan has an aunt, which stays in Surrey.
Normally during weekends, he'll go back there and sort of -tapau- food for the rest of the week.
So I kinda help him finish his foods la just now.
And it is great-alicious.
yummy!!

That's what being a brother meant to Muslim.
We cared about each other(although in this example Hassan was the only who cared about me.) hee~
I don't reckon anyone would be willing to share their food with me after barely knowing me for about a month or so would there?

Situation 2
There is also another friend, his name is Bex(he's real name was so long and hard to pronounce, that he wanted us to just call him Bex)

He's from Kazakhstan.
and he's a Muslim. Unfortunately, there was little about Islam that has been exposed to him.
Then, I saw what is meant by being brothers in Islam.
My friend, taught him how to perform ablution.
From washing hands, everything until the feet.
Taught him in the toilet, sincerely.
When he prayed, he don't know whats to recite.
But he just followed, because he wanted to.
and again, this friend said that he's willing to help him about Quran recitation.
Again, freely sincere.

Than, we talked about countries, how Pakistan was divided from India, about liberalism, about Malaysia(tourism hot-spot!!),~Malaysia truly Asia~ hahaha..
they really love Malaysia guys.
They said the Malaysia as 'the place with most number of tourist every year'
I don't know where they get them from, but seriously, I was like soo proud.
loL~
They said Malaysia got lots of fantastic halal food, great beaches and all.
I was like....Really?
wakakaka

ok. back to my point.
Alhamdulillah. I am proud to be a Muslim.
I don't think there will be any other type of love in the world that can challenge the love that is based on Faith towards Allah.
Subhanallah










Salam Alaik.

Hari neh alhamdulillah Hassan ajak aku bukak puasa skali ngan die.
Kali neh ktorang makan dkat Camden Road, kat kedai name Eco something..(tak ingat)
ok r.. harge die murah..tp seriously, aku rase macam Simply Chicken lg sedap..(though mahal sket)

Ktorang makan skali ngan Deepak, seorang lagi lecture-mate aku.
Ramond plak tak leh join, sbb die ade hal laen.
So, lepas habis klas Histroy Of Economic Thought, n lepas solat maghrib kat Hut 34, ktorang trus naek bas 29 berhenti kat mornington crescent.

Seperti biase, bas 29 akan jadik sangat amatlah sesak.
beza die kali neh, die 'super' sesak.
sampey kne marah ngan driver bus sbb berdiri depan sangat dalam bas.

sampai kat kedai tu, ktorang pon order la makanan.
This is when the exciting part starts.

Deepak neh beragama sikh.
die vegetarian, maka die pon order la pizza vegetarian.
Sambil makan, ktorang pon sembang2 la.

Weirdly enough, these 2 people prefer to talk about religion.
*dan tentulah ktorang tak sentuh which religion is better*

kitorang banyak cakap tentang keindahan agama, bagaimana ia adalah kurniaan tuhan untuk manusia.
Dan bercakap mengenai tujuan hidup, bagaimana orang yang tidak beragama sebenarnya pada hakikat tidak mempunyai sebarang tujuan.

Deepak, bagi aku adalah antara orang yang agak istimewa.
Ibu dan ayahnya,(malah seluruh keluarganya) tidak mengamalkan apa-apa agama.
dia memilih untuk mengamalkan agama sikh, sendiri.
Hebatnya seorang yang sedemikian rupa

Kalau aku yang berada di tempatnya, mungkin aku sendiri tidak akan mengamalkan apa-apa agama.
Tapi Deepak sedar, kite semua ade tujuan hidup.
dan die sedar, menyuruh ke arah kebaikan itu adalah antara tujuan hidup seorang manusia.

Dan sungguh aku kesal, kerana aku tidak mempunyai kemahiran berbahasa Inggeris dengan baik, maka amatlah sukar untuk aku katakan tentang Islam. Susahnya aku nak terangkan apa-apa, lebih-lebih lagi Deepak nih orang local, hebat inggerisnya.

Hassan pula, lahir di England. Menetap sehingga berusia belasan tahun, sebelum ibunya mendapati perubahan sikapnya kearah yang kurang disenangi.
Hassan dibawa pulang ke Pakistan atas sebab itu.
Di Pakistan, Hassan diberi pengajaran dan pengamalan Islam yang lebih teratur.
Die mendescribe dirinya
"sometimes my path is religious, but sometimes its not''
Die cerita, ada satu masa tu die siap pakai turban ngan jubah pegi kelas.

dan kebanyakan perbualan kami berkisar tentang agama.
Hassan lah yang banyak bercakap tentang agama, aku tak mampu.
aku ada ilmu, malah apa yang hassan ceritakan aku tahu, dan aku boleh tambah, tapi bila aku cuba aku jadi gagap.
aku jadi hilang perkataan.
sangat teruk. bayangkanlah, 2-2 Hassan ngan Deepak hebat inglishnye.
aku, haprak.
lol~

kebanyakan ayat quran yang Hassan cakapkan, die ingat dalam bahasa inglish je.
Aku ingat dalam bahasa Arab sekali!
tapi tak reti nak cakap.
at the end, tak kuar pon sume2 tuh.
ape da~~

Menurut Deepak, die percaya hanya ada satu Tuhan.
semua manusia di bawah tuhan yang sama.
(amazingly, this is just like Islam!)
Allah dan sumthing(nama tuhan die, aku x ingat) adalah merujuk kepada sesuatu yang sama.
cuma cara kita meng-express-kan gratitude kpada tuhan kita berbeza.

menarek pendapat ini~

Alangkah indahnya kalau Deepak mengenal Islam dengan lebih jelas?
Deepak tahu tentang Allah, tentang Muhammad, dan sebagainya.
*aku yakin dia telah membuat sedikit pembacaan mengenai Islam*
Insha-Allah, akan aku cuba perbaiki kelemahan diri.

Rabbana La tuzigh qulubana ba' daizhadai tana wahablana minladun karahmah.
Innaka antal Wahhab.
Aamen.








Today, I stumbled upon a new thought, about patriotism.
You see, its not that I hate my country or anything, (instead I truly deeply love Malaysia!!)
but somehow I felt being patriotic is not right.

Ok. Here's what I thought.
If a group of football fans shouted, ''Boo you freaking black man!" to an opposition striker, he will be labeled RACIST. and eventually, he will be kicked out of the stadium, and being fined or even suspended from coming to stadiums anymore(after he's half-dead being kicked and punched and smacked of course :) ).
Why?
Because he is said to disrupt the harmony of the 'beautiful game'.
there's even a slogan that totally rejected racism in football.

This man was nearly beaten to death(iow, he's beaten until totally paralyzed. lol~)
because he is said to 'divide' people from being united.
He is said to disrespect other people's presence.
He is said to ruin the 'beautiful' game.
That's why racism is considered so bad by many of us.

Racism is also a very sensitive issue.
Back in Malaysia, if you said anything about racism in the public, you might just accidentally 'press' the 'panic button', without really realizing it.
you will be a public hatred icon. Believe me, unless you're so damn good with words, once you slipped a racist comment, that's it, you've just lost one of your favorite 'hanging out' spot.

You see, racism is about you 'protecting' your race, believing that your race is good, or in other words, loving your race so much, that you wouldn't want to be of another race.
(ok, I made this up. :) )
From dictionary, racism means:
a belief or doctrine that inherent differences among the various human races determine cultural or individual achievement

This is what racism is. This is what a lot of people hate. This is what believed to have 'divide' people.

Now, lets consider nationalism.(which btw, IS a synonym to patriotism, or some might
even regard nationalism as a higher form of patriotism)
it means~
the policy or doctrine of asserting the interests of one's own nation, viewed as separate from the interests of other nations or the common interests of all nations.

found anything similar?

Yes, its almost identical. You just need to replace the word race to nation, and there you go, it gives the same meaning.
I therefore conclude that
nationalism IS a form of racism, but in a more larger bigger group of people.

It simply means, if you wanna be racist, then make sure you are in a large group of 'common' people, then it will be ok.*does this sounds familiar, my malaysian friends????lol~

Yet, patriotism is regarded as something that unites people.
That 'builds' a nation.
That 'creates' a better future.

Yeah, only in that 'group' of people that is!

Lets make an analogy.
I make a big group of Racist people, called Meley.(not malays, ok. this is just fictitious. :P)
In this group, we sort of have our own PM, called Nejeb, have our own minister of that and those etc2.
everything was awesome.
We generate our own revenue, build our own society and all.
but the only problem is we 'LOVE' our own 'RACE' more than any other race.
We don't want to give other people what 'belongs' to our 'race'.
we gave better service to people which is of our own 'race', but less quality, halfheartedly work to people that does not come from the 'big group of RACE'.
in sports, we cheer our 'race', not others.
we even have our own song for our beloved 'race'.
Even if we didn't even know someone, as long as he/she is from our own 'race', then that means he/she deserves our support.
We created our own 'race flag', we make up some meaning behind the objects on it etc.
we have our own borders on the map, there's a huge area marked with ''meley'' sign on it.
we have our own army, just in case other ppl from other races are not satisfied with 'our race' and want to start a war. We're just being prepared.
Is this ok then??
nO?
what about changing all the word 'race' into 'country'.
sounds better now?
why?
??????
(I captured this photo from Bayswater tube Station. awesome right?)
(Wonder if its ok if I put a flag of my 'race' there?)

Its amazing really. I tried to search via google, ''why racism should be banned''.
guess what?
I couldn't find any relevant links.
but when I looked for ''why patriotism should be taught'', there's like millions of links popping up.
Is patriotism really good?
Is racism really bad?

*I think I know whats my answers are.
Clue, there's one big NO and and small yes.
which one's which?
You DECIDE




While busy meddling and juggling with my aw-ful-some problems, somehow I found peace deep inside myself.

Alhamdulillah, I can finally see the light at the end of this dark gloomy tunnel.
What I should and must do now is to move forward, at full thrust.
There can no longer be any lapse of concentration.
This route is NOT an easy ride.
It is a bumpy road, with lots of distractions and obstructions coming in your way.
Therefore, don't be too sobbering when you fall.
Cause if you look closely, everyone fell, at least once, before the soar higher beyond the limit.
The only thing that makes you think they never did is because they always rise back up each time they fall.
Because they know, it doesn't matter how many times you fall,
its where you are at the end which counts.

If you want to be like that, just do what you should do, and never doubt that Allah is always there.Seek for his guidance, and He will be there
to help and to guide you,
Insha-Allah.

Enjoy this video.
By Native Deen, I'm not afraid to stand alone.
Salam~








Minggu neh reading week.
takda klas seminggu.
homework banyak, tp tunggu dulu lah~
cuti seminggu.
:p


Hari Ahad aritu, aku nak pg Warwick. Tp something really bad happen.
trip canceled.
bile lg nak pg warwick?
tunggu dululah~
dok UK 3 taon.


aku nak bace buku Econs.
Tapi laptop kat dpan mata dok kaco.
Nak shutdown.
tp ter'tempted' dgn facebook.
econs? tunggu dululah~
lpas FB bley lg bace.


hahaha.. tula die perangai aku seminggu neh. dok tangguh2 langsung tak bwat pape.
seb bek aku tak tangguh2 kan makan. kalo x lgsung takde meal.
lol~

itu ke takdir yg aku maksudkan dgn tajuk title neh?
bukan... well.. sgt bukan sebnanye..


PERINGATAN!!!! POST INI BERBAUR RIAK DAN TAKABBUR SIKIT.
TERPAKSA. SEBAB SEDANG BERSEDEH. INGIN ME-NEUTRALKAN SEMULA DENGAN KEGEMILANGAN. MAAF LA BUAT SEMUA YG MEMBACA(ade ke?) KALO RASE AKU CAM BANGGA TAK BERTEMPAT. SNGT MAAF.KALO ANDA RASA TAK SUKA DENGAR KERIAKAN AKU, MASIH BELUM TERLAMBAT UNTUK MENUTUP BROWSER ANDA DAN MENGELAKKAN DIRI TERSEKSA MEMBACA SEJARAH AKU.LOL~~

Aku skunk berada pd tahap sangat down.
IE sangat sedeh n tertekan. Bengang n emo.
haa... sebabnye?
biarlah rahsia.

Aku tak rasa macam 'Aqmin' yang aku knal dulu.
tak se'cherghas' mcm dulu
tak se'determined' mcm dulu.

takde rase nak strive.
takde rase nak sacrifice.
otak jadik tak btol.
otak jadik sangat tak kuat.
kotor sgt kot?

dulu selalu gak rase cam neh..
n tiap2 kali aku down..
aku akan lihat my past..
segala mende.. yg bleyh mengukir senyuman..
bleyh menambah keazaman..
memperbaiki iman~

penah skali kat tepeng..
aku dok dalam shower
and pasang air while duduk bersila
mcm bertapa..hahaha..
nak ingatkan balik my past..
my 'victory'.

tapi kali neh..
aku cube mende yg same..
tapi aku rase cam kosong.
memori takde..(memory card tak masuk ketat kot? :p)
takleh nak ingat sangat mende2 yg best dulu.

n then...
teringat balik...
macam2.. rasa sedeh. gembira.
campur.

perkara paling lama aku boleh ingat.. sampai skrang..
is when aku umor 3 taon.
aku dok kat rumah penjaga aku..
aku pggl die 'ibu'.
aku suke kebun bunge die.
sbb ade satu pokok warne kelabu yang mcm rambut berjela2.
waktu aku pindah, ibu ade kasik satu pokok untuk aku.
;)

then waktu 3 taon jgak.
mak n ayah aku bwak pg pra-sekolah.
nak antar aku la.

cg tu mcm taknak kasik. ye la, baru 3 taon.
tp mak aku mintak jugak. hopefully die kasik..
but then.. aku pg depan cikgu tu n cakap.
''cikgu ada kasut bewarna merah. cantik.''
*kecik2 dah pandai mengampu. lorh~*
tp aku cakap aku xmo pg klas. nak dok rumah ibu.
hee~~

n then waktu umor 5 taon aku masuk tadika.
Tadika Intan Methodist namenye.
sblah ade kedai cina, jual air kopi sangat sedap.
hahaha.. tadika2 lagi aku dah pandey beli air sdr.
dok mintak duet blanje nak beli air.
wakakaka..

tyme neh aku knal sorang kawan.
name die Khairul Izzudin.
bleyh kate die best friend aku arr sampai dajah 2.
sangat sedeh sbb lpas tuh aku pindah..
n tak jumpe pon die lagi..
tak sangka lak die masuk KYS..
haha...
camne aku taw?
itulah kehebatan Facebook.lol~

crite kat tadika neh banyak lagi!
ade kes aku gaduh(ssshhhh.. jgn gitaw mak aku. die pon tak taw mende neh..hehe)
ngan sorang budak india.

ade kes aku kne rotan ngan cg.
ade kes aku gaduh ngan sorang cina.
ingat lg skali tuh bdk cina neh pggl aku,
"you have no manners."

sgt teruk kan?
bley kate kalo aku tgk sejarah aku tyme kecik2 aku neh mmg la sangat jahat orangnye.
harap 'perform' depan cg konon rajen je.
hakikatnye, akhlak n sahsiah, sangatlah zero.

bnyak lg. tapi takpe, kite skip part awal neh, kite trus pg zaman2 kegemilangan.
boleh?
hehe

Aku dapat 5A UPSR.
Tapi sebulan pastu aku nanges guling2.
sebab ape?
takdapat offer MRSM.
SANGAT SEDEH.

member aku, Fithri Zulkifly, dapat MRSM Lenggong.
member sorang lg, Hariz Azman, dapat STAR Ipoh.
depe berdue, campor sorang lagi, Afif Razif, adelah 'best-friend' aku semasa zaman skolah rendah di SKSAA Kuala Kangsar. sgt rhendu mereka.~~

Pastu, aku 'paksa' diri aku terima hakikat, aku tak dapat masuk MRSM.
aku pon besame2 ngan mak aku beli baju skolah, seluar kaler hijau.
sedangkan abang aku, waktu tu Form5, beli baju skolah ngan seluar kaler coklat, sbb die dok MRSM Taiping. sedeh tak?

Setelah hamphir 2 bulan 'bersinar' di sekolah besa, SMK sheikh Abdul Ghani, Bidor,
aku terkezut tahap super bile dapat offer MRSM PDRM Kulim.
berbelah bhgi plak nak pg.
PDRM?
ade kawat2 ke?
xmoo!!!!!!

tp setelah ditanye2kan,
(mak aku smangat sampai kol pjbat MARA)
PDRM tu mrsm cam besa. cuma ltaknye dalam kem batalion.
Fine, aku pg.

Kite skip lagi, part2 awal di PDRM.
kite pg ke tgh2 form 1.
aku join 'audition' bahas.
asal nye taknak, malas.
tapi sbb wajib satu klas hantar plg kurang 3 orang, aku join.
Bersama2 ngan Arina Diyana ngan Shearhan Mahtar.

Sinilah aku knal Kak Pieqa, Kak Syakirin, Kak Najwa, Abang Aizwan, Abang Ibrahim.
Sangat hebat orang2 ini.
form 2 ja dah rajen wat audition.
sgt bes~

Dari sinilah, aku direkemen waktu form 2 untuk masuk Pidato.
Sangat teruk, sangat tak reti.
haha..
lawak gile.
Pg MRSM Transkrian, naek pentas tak taw pape.
gabra tahap super.
rasenye aku peserta plg teruk malam tuh.
lol~

aku sebnanye dilatih untuk bahas sepanjang form 2 tuh.
tp camne ntah bdk pidato tarik diri, aku kne ganti.
*sbb aku peserta ganti untuk bahas.*

so mcm tak btol gak arr..haha..

Tapi tyme form 3, ade bahas antara kelas.klas aku masuk final~
n menang~
haha..
tajuk last tak silap aku something pasal kokurikulum kot. ye la, bahas bdk2 kecik..hehe..

pastu, aku terpilih masuk top 10 bahas untuk wakil maktab
(sbb abg Im, Kak pieqa, abg Aizwan, Kak syakirin) dah jadik form 4, so depe tak leh masuk
lower form pnye.

final audition, aku dpt best speaker(lagi..wahh.. riak gitu~hehehe)
n terpilih jadik pmbahas maktab.
Aku, Fadli Zailan, Arif Safwan, Faiz Zain, ngan Farahtul Ain.

Dengan gempaqnye, kami menggegar MRSM Langkawi.
hehehe..
Menang bergaya waktu final vs MRSM Pendang,
siap 3rd speaker depe di'pressure' tahap super, die cakap ''sekian trime kaseh''
*apparently bdk neh jadik junior bahas aku lak kat tepeng..wakaka*

tajuk waktu tuh Wanita Mampu Menjadi Pemimpin.
best speaker? takyah la tanye..hehehe

pastu masuk peringkat kebangsaan.
1st match lawan MRSM Pasir Salak.
Lawan ngan Alia Dalila, aka my teammate kat tepeng.

Tajuk, Pekerja Asing something2. (memantapkan ekonomi rasenye)
menang. Best Speaker? Sape la agaknye..*wah riak super aku neh.. Astaghfirullah...*

final, lawan ngan MRSM Batu Pahat, aka defending champion.
cuak dow.
aku rase aku pg toilet berkali2 hari tuh.
takut.
haha

result: kalah.
:(
tajuk Kemajuan Perubatan Moden Mengesampingkan Perubatan Tradisional.
best speker? BUKAN aku.
lol~

pastu tyme form 3 gak, aku bjaye dpat 3.57 untuk TPNG.
tak tinggi kan?
aku overall number 11.
tp tyme form 2, aku dapat hadiah dr maktab untuk prgi Genting Highland.
sbb dapat top 10.
aku sorang.
laki2 batch aku.
kne tido satu bilik ngan ustad shauqi.
(*warden*)

Kat MRSM PDRM jugak la aku blaja BANYAK perkara.
Sahabat2 seperti Abang Pian, Abang Shafiq, Abang Wan, Abang Faris, Zaid Zonkapri, Shearhan, {Amirul Naim, Syazrie, Afzal, Masri, ngan Darbi juga selaku unit-mate}
banyak berjasa. Terbentuk jati diri, kefahaman Islam, Keberanian, dan jugak persahabatan.

pastu kat Tepeng.
ade banyak lagi peristiwa2 kat sini, tapi rase mcm dah tules panjang sangat kan?
skip la boleh?


then masuk KY.
pon nak skip.
ok kan?

pastu dok kat Taviton Street London neh.
skip?
takde ape nak skip nye oi~~
hehe


Point aku adelah...
Bayangkanlah.
Kalau satupun antara peristiwa2 di atas tak berlaku.
as in berbeza.
akan terbentuk sesuatu yang kita panggil sebagai
''butterfly effect'', yakni perubahan satu titik pd satu timeline
akan merubah SEMUA perkara selepas titik itu.

kalau aku tak masuk SKSAA, siapa tahu ape pandangan aku thadap Matematik?
sbb kat sinilah aku pertama kali dipuji oleh cikgu, cikgu itu namanya Puan Latipah,
die puji aku sbb aku orang pertama bangun perkenalkan diri.
After that, setiap klas die aku mcam pro-aktif gle.
sonok.
Selalu kne puji ngan die.

kalau aku tak masuk SKRPM, siapa tahu aku mampu tak lepas PTS?
Cg Salleh, cg Maths aku tyme dajah3, slalu encourage untuk PTS.
Cg. Junaidah, boleh aku anggap macam cg yg sangat2 la bnayk tolong aku.
dan masha-Allah, kat sinilah aku rasa sedikit 'erti' kehidupan...

Kalau aku tak kne reject masuk MRSM 1st intake, maybe aku tak dapat masuk PDRM.
Hikmah masuk PDRM?
Subhanallah..
Sinilah tempatnya aku blajar solat.
btol2.
before that malas gile nak solat.
slalu je ponteng2.
lps masuk pDRM barulah aku jaga solat sket2.
sblom tuh, aku rapatkan saf pon tak reti.
kuar2 PDRM, dah mule sket jinak2 ngan kuliah2.
usrah2.
ujong form 3, siap jadik naqib. Abg Yob Norismawandi lantik.
kat sini gak arr aku blaja debat.
tak terhingga terima kaseh aku kat abag im ngan abang aizwan, kak pieqa n all.
sgt2 terima kasih.

pastu kat tepeng.
kalaulah aku tak masuk sini, aku takkan dpat tunjuk ajar ngan 'latihan intensif' dari Cg Abdullah untuk jadikan aku sorang pendebat.
Bilik IL senantiasa akan menjadi kenangan aku.
malam2 yg terdampar kat situ..
Ya Allah manis nya..
rugi aku takde gambanya.
kalau tak konpem aku upload dah.

Kat tepeng gak arr aku dapat masuk debat UIAM.
form4&5.
aku masuk tyme form4 first tyme.
satu team ngan kakella, abgcapiel ngan abgpaan.
dapat jadik best speaker 2-3 kali gak.
ahaks~
tp jadik punce kalah ngan MCKK tyme Octofinal.
sgt mengecewakan.
lepas kalah, cg dolah pggl, die ckaap,
"Aqmin, tahun depan awak jangan masuk bahas. Saya taknak awak dah."

Menanges aku tak leh tahan.
Kawan2 lama, Cg. Umi, Paiz, Kak Pieqa(dr MRSM PDRM) ngan palie pujok aku.
Aku ingat lagi.
dekat UIA.
aku menanges.
kat depan Moot Court.
gile babai nanges.

Kalau aku tak jadik punce kalah, kalau cg dolah tak sound aku camtu, kalau aku tak nanges aritu, aku takkan ade rase dendam ngan debat UIA.
nie lah jadik pendorong aku untuk menggalas tugas sebagai kapten bahas MRSM Taiping 2007(wah.. lantek sdr neh~~~wakaka)
aku cube sedaya upaya carik pmbhas dr juniors.
aku wat 3 kali audition.
semua neh, SENDIRI.

Aku organise practice debat.
aku wat 'modul latihan' sdr.
aku ajar debat(sambil diajar semula sbb kekadang salah~~)
sbb dendam kesumat aku akan balas.

Debat UIA 2007, ktorang langkah kanan mule2.
1st match, lawan skool mane ntah, menang besar.
pastu lawan SBPI Gombak, juara tahon lpas.
pembahas yg sama.
yg penah tewaskan kami waktu preliminary round taon lpas.

Tajuk kali neh, pasal hukuman rotan tak silap.
Menang.
margin 9.5 kot.
pmbhas terbaek?
ehem2.

esok, lwan SAS.
juara 2taon lpas.
menang.
margin 7.
pembahas terbaek?
ehem2.

pastu ade lawan ngan mane2 ntah lg.
tp mmg sgt berapi2 aku waktu tuh.
nak balas dendam.
lawan penoh determination.

Akhernye, hari 2nd last, pancit.
haha..
kalah ngan skolah mane ntah kat octo-final..
tak larat dah..
lol~

tapi neh markah aku untuk round2 preliminary tuh.
tgk number 5.

The 6th IIUM School Debating Championship Rank list (2007) (!!!!)
Speaker's Name and Total
1 MUHAMMAD AFFENDY B HASNI MAKTAB MELAYU KUALA KANGSAR ( A ) 1627
2 DAHLIA HAZIRAH BT JAAFAR SBPI GOMBAK ( A ) 1621
3 NUR HAZDIANA BT LATIP SMS MUZAFFAR SYAH 1620
4 ASLAM B ABD JALIL MAKTAB MELAYU KUALA KANGSAR ( A ) 1618
5 MOHD AQMIN B ABDUL WAHAB MRSM TAIPING ( 1 ) 1614.5
6 MUHAMMAD ADIB B REDZUAN SMS MUZAFFAR SYAH 1614
7 FARAH HUSNA BT MOHD NAZRI SMS POKOK SENA 1612
8 MUHAMMAD KASYFUL AZIM B SHAHLAN SBPI GOMBAK ( A ) 1610
9 MOHAMAD HISYAMUDDIN B GHAZALI SMAP KAJANG 1608.5
10 MOHD SYAFIQ B SAIFULLAH SMS SULTAN HJ AHMAD SHAH 1607


bagi aku, nie 'puncak' pencapaian aku stakat neh.
itulah 1st tyme aku macam sonok sgt menang sumthing.
sgt terharu.
sgt gembira.
sgt sgt.


Dan inilah jugak titik tolak yg menjadikan aku sgt 'confident' dgn diri aku, membantu aku dlam meyakinkan diri untuk SPM, dan jugak interview BNM.

bagi aku, inilah takdirnya.
Kalau satu pun point kat atas tak jadik, maka aku tak kan ade kat tmpat aku skrang.
itu yg aku slalu bgtaw diri aku.

Setiap kali aku down, rase 'bodoh',
rase tak power, rase disappointed,
rase tak bley terima kenyataan,
aku akan tgk my past.


n then aku akan cakap,

Kalaulah Allah tak jadikkan satu pon peristiwa2 lalu kenyataan, mungkin ko takkan jadik Aqmin yg sekarang.
Jadi kenapa aku susah hati dgan peristiwa yg menganggu aku skrg?
Terus, aku akan paham apa itu takdir.
Terus, aku akan paham percaturan Allah itu yg terbaik.
Terus aku tak ragu-ragu lagi dah.
Terus, aku akan redha.
dah terima hakikat, walau apapun ia.
Insha-Allah.

Wallahualam.


Yesterday was probably the most memorable night in London so far, well at least for me it is.
Admittedly, there wasn't much going on yesterday, but this one event organized by Friends of Palestine society In collaboration with MAP(Medical Aid for Palestine) organization, there's this sort of 'talk' given by Dr Mads Gilbert.



Sorry.. Tak bawak kamera.. Takleh nak tunjuk gambar clear..

Ok.. Back to my point..
Yesterday.. The whole session was mainly about Palestinians..
Their strong resilience.. Their courage.. and how they are being denied the human rights that was largely what most people believe in.
All these were presented by a person..
Though I'm not sure whether he is a muslim or not,
But I am sure of one thing,
this one person have seen, witness and at least understand a bit,
of the pain that our brothers has been experiencing.

His talks was not just merely talks, but more of a experience sharing moments,
where he described this tragedy as an human-made disaster,
which cannot be understood
just by looking at the numbers.
We go through patient by patient,
how terrible their situations,
how horrible their conditions.
All these, just because they are Palestinian.

His 'slow-tone' and rather 'moving' voice, definitely touch many hearts yesterday,
as I saw, not only my very own tears dropping,
but of many others, whom are not even Muslim,
and are not having the kind of love that we should have
towards our own brothers and sisters in Palestine.

How terrible the situation was, is beyond any imaginable thought that ones might have, as it is far disastrous than that.
He showed, and explain, and reached our attentions, by telling the story, the experience that he had, being in Gaza during the past bombing period.
He were there for 23days(If I'm not mistaken)
During this time, he witness, an act that he describe as beyond human being, which he rather believe to be a false truth, but in the end, you can never doubt something that you have seen with your own eyes.

He arrived in Palestine via Egypt, as the entrance to Palestine from North has been blocked, with several Israeli tanks and sieges not allowing any entry.
He stayed in Shifa' Hospital, the place where he saw many of his patients come and go, just as if it was a morning clinic with loads of feverish people coming in.
And the most horrific thing about this is that, more than half of this patients are children and women!!

and the ugliest comment that you can ever see from such inhuman-act is given out by shimon perez, the president of Israel.
He said,

"Israel's aim, he said, was to provide a strong blow to the people of Gaza so that they would lose their appetite for shooting at Israel.
Implementation of the current operation had gone 90 percent according to plan."
from http://www.jpost.com/servlet/Satellite?cid=1231950849038&pagename=JPArticle/ShowFull

note that from his quote up there, he said that the aim was to provide a strong blow to the PEOPLE of Gaza.
not the armed 'terrorist', not the 'Hamas' NO.
but the people. CIVILIAN.
and guess what?
these civilians ARE CHILDREN!
For goodness sake, why?
They(israeli) have been using state-of-the-art drone fighters, which mostly was built in US(not sure whether they are 'presents' or something from US), which has no pilot in it,
because it was controlled by well-trained pilot from thousands of miles away, with joystick with which they can shoot and launch missiles etc. from.



They apply the kill and forget policy, which the pilot can take a break from their 'duty' and have fun or even go back home to their family and all.
they can land the drone to somewhere where theres thousands of tanks and sieges, (which I'm quite sure its almost everywhere) and they can 'shutdown' their exciting little game. GAME OF KILLING!

And for you information, these drones are not used during one-off-attack only.
Instead, its being used EVERY DAY, almost every hour you can hear the buzzing of the drone on top of you head, and you would probably need to run, as you never know, these drones sometimes 'accidentally' dropped their missiles on civilian.

Oh, and yeah, about the drones again. Their missiles are super-world class, it has cameras on it, that will show live broadcast of where this bloody missile are going to hit, WHO they are about to crash into, whether its a pregnant mom, a small kid, an old farmer or a fully equipped man with bombs and rifles on him. THEY CAN SEE THIS CLEARLY. yet, they wanted to kill the children instead. look at these shirts, worn by Israeli soldier(or more like robots) WITH PRIDE.
the left one means 1 shot/bullet 2 kills.(the way I see it:killing this pregnant women will kill her as well as her unborn baby. its DOUBLE KILL man!)
the right one means the smaller the bigger.(the way I see it:since this kid is a small lil kid, why not blasting him off with a bigger gun, bazooka maybe?)

there's also a short video showing the situation as these drones approach an area. Which is, like almost all the time. I'm soo sorry I did'nt manage to find the link.. But yesterday it was shown in the lecture hall, and indeed it was damn scary.Horrifying scenes.
You ain't seeing a horror movie until you've seen this.



no no no.. don't close your eyes just yet. You have yet to witness the world's Nobel Prize of Peace Winner in action just yet!
Shimon Perez, alongside his Prime Minister(its weird isn't? Israel have a President(perez) and a PM(nentanhya--- whatever?)) declares that the world's law of wars need to be reevaluated, as they feel Israel should be given a bigger role in fighting terrorist(something like this).
Translation: We want to kill everyone we like, don't disturb us.

For goodness sake, are they even human?
And seriously, all these are nothing compared to what Dr. Mads Gilbert had said yesterday.
he often say that these tragic disaster cannot be understood in numbers, statistics, you need to know the individual cases to understand the scene better.

he first started showing pictures of a girl, 9 months, brought to the hospital, without any relatives or families around her.
She lost 3 fingers, thumb, 2nd finger n 3rd one.
She had a largely burnt body, a result of the real 'terror' in this case.

Then there's this boy, aged 11, was found barely breathing, with one of his leg(from waist) cut off. another leg suffer severe bruises and his 'tapak kaki' was already in cut into several pieces.
from waist and above, everything was ok. no real bruises, nothing. only his legs were torn apart.
He died a few minutes later.
TO be honest, how this boy can be hurt this bad?
of course, its the DIME bomb these stup*d drones are using.
DIME is indeed a powerful bomb, that releases several other metals like sharpnel, which will basically cuts everything in the range of what? 10 metres maybe?

Then theres another girl, aged 15, found without legs.
( Dr. Mads remembers every single name of his patients)

then there another small girl, aged 4
she was super-quiet.
she was sent alone in an ambulance,(because Israeli sieges are guarding the area, and they don't allow anyone to move from one place to another freely)
and when Dr Mads and his colleagues checked her, they found a big hole behind her back, affecting her spinal cord. He mentioned about some weird words(probably medical terms) that they carry out, and Alhamdulillah she was saved.
but then, Dr Mads continue, for the rehabilitation, he check on her, and the only thing that he heard coming out of her mouth was ''mama....mama....mama...'' whispering so sharply, so thin voice so deep.
Dr Mads said, that was indeed the voice that he can remember most from Gaza.
the sharp whispering of a small Palestinian girl, who wanted to see her mom.

Then there's another patient, ALSO A SMALL kid, found badly injured.
Her father, Khaled Abed Rabbo was reported to quote
"Two soldiers were on the tank eating chips, then one man came out of the tank with a rifle and started shooting the kids,"
source--please read this, amazingly important.
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/middle-east/gaza-i-watched-an-israeli-soldier-shoot-dead-my-two-little-girls-1452294.html
It was his kids that he meant, both of his daughters to be accurate was killed. and luckily the 3rd daughter, was 'only' badly injured.


So, is this the democracy that we're talking about?
is this the great 'peace' that we're living in?
Is this the mightily 'justice' we're boasting around?
Go and throw them away.
They ain't exist.

Before this, it takes a person to BE a terrorist to deny them world's protection.
Nowadays, it takes one random quote from some 'animals' to do the same.

During the Gaza conflict early this year, a school was also bomb.
UN school. A place where it has been guaranteed safe by UN.
was bomb.
A lot of CHILDREN were killed.
when being asked by reporters, what did the Israel spokesperson answer?
they are being used by Hamas as a barrack etc etc.
that's the echoes of their 'default' answer.

When the reporters asked about the number of children being killed, guess what the answer?
"THEY ARE HAMAS CHILDREN"
wth???
These innocent children has nothing to do with the bloody politic that they are fighting against.
even if there are, Israel has no right to shoot them like that.
speaking about rights, Hamas won the election, FAIR and SQUARE. the result of the election has been verified and recognized by many agencies and bodies.
Where is the JUST you were talking about?

My brothers, sisters, you have yet to see the full picture just yet.
Believe me, you have yet see the true picture.
When I was in the lecture hall yesterday, I was trying not to cry most of the time.
but seeing, well, more on hearing(*it was dark actually, the light were switched off) other people which are not even muslims cry, it showed something.
There's lot of charity body coming yesterday, to show their support.
Dr. Mads said, Palestinian don't need our money that much, they need our support the most.
They felt as if they have been betrayed by the rest of the world, since in their eyes, there is no justice, let alone world peace.

Dr. Mads himself has been criticized by many people, saying that he should do what a doctor does, and not as a reporter.
But Dr. Mads final last word yesterday,
"Does reporting these make me a terrorist? If so, then BE IT!"
Can you imagine his spirit? His willingness?
Ya Allah, If he is not a Muslim, show him the light Ya Allah. Show us the light. Let us be among the one you bless. Aameen.

And oh yeah, I forgot to mention the phosphorus bomb yet.
Well, maybe lots of you have already know it anyway.
These bombs not only kills, but also retards your growth, etc2.

too much said,
Ask your self, are you a human?

*to see more about Dr Mads and his journey and experience in Gaza, go to youtube, write Dr. Mads Gaza.
Wassalam.


Sebelum kite ckap ape2, Meh tgk dulu gambo2 dr Notts Game.
:)




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Hee~
best gak jumpe member2 lame tyme notts game ari tu.. Terubat gak arr rhendu sket2...

Erm... Back to our point... Hidup di perantauan..
Jujur aku cakap, hidup kat sinilah saat paling mencabar bwat masa neh untuk aku.. Tp Alhamdulillah, kat sini gak arr aku blaja A LOT of things, especially about Islam.
Betapa Indahnya "brotherhood" dlm Islam tu, aku ease kat sini je la aku dpt rase. Contoh plg bes, td tyme dinner, aku makan ngan A'dil ngan Yosef, sorang Pakistani Brtsh, sorang Palestinian German. Sangat best. Ktorang ckp psl eid adha, psl places in London, psl medic(A'dil bdk medic) n mcm2 lg!! Psl family, psl foods, psl skype dll.. Best sgt!! Ade la dkt 2 jam... Haha.. Tak jadik aku study td.

Pastu Adil ajak pg talk palestin esok dr Dr ape ntah.. She's a Chinese Malaysian!! I'm really looking forward for tmmrw.. Hrmm.. Alhamdulillah, walau jauh dr sedare2, aku dpt dok dkt ngan 'sedara' seagama dr tmpat lain... Indahnya takdir Allah..