tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41538432024-03-20T07:11:53.296+08:00Random musings of she-who-spouts-random.Farahiyah Bahuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05815732146843110278noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153843.post-62569334424561051582010-06-18T13:06:00.000+08:002010-06-18T13:06:24.136+08:00Kisah Cinta Seorang Suami<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Artikel cinta ini berdasarkan kisah yang benar. </span></strong><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Mereka dikurniakan 4 orang anak .......di sinilah awal cubaan menerpa, setelah isterinya melahirkan anak ke empat .........tiba-tiba kakinya lumpuh dan tidak boleh digerakkan. Hal itu terjadi selama dua tahun.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Menginjak tahun ke tiga seluruh tubuhnya menjadi lemah bahkan terasa tidak bertulang lidahnyapun sudah tidak mampu digerakkan lagi.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Dan Pak Suyatno tetap merawat ibu kepada anak-anaknya, dan yang dia inginkan hanya satu: semua anaknya berjaya.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Dengan kalimat yang cukup hati-hati 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."</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Dengan air mata berlinang anak itu melanjutkan kata-katanya .........</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">"Sudah yang kali keempat kami mengizinkan bapak menikah lagi, kami rasa ibupun akan mengizinkannya. Bila papak akan menikmati masa tua bapak dengan berkorban seperti ini .....</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">kami sudah tidak sampai hati melihat bapak begini... kami berjanji akan merawat ibu dengan sebaik-baiknya secara bergantian," ujar anaknya yang sulung merayu.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Pak Suyatno menjawab hal yang sama sekali tidak didugaoleh anak-anaknya.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">"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..."</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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 ?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Kalian menginginkan bapak bahagia .... Apakah batin bapak dapat bahagia meninggalkan ibumu dalam keadaannya seperti sekarang ?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Kalian menginginkan bapak yang masih diberi Allah kesihatan yang baik dirawat oleh orang lain .......bagaimana dengan ibumu yg masih sakit ?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Kenapa bapak mampu bertahan selama 25 tahun merawat Isteri yang sudah tidak mampu berbuat apa-apa?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Ketika itu pak Suyatno pun menangis....tamu yang hadir di studio yang kebanyakan kaum ibu pun tidak mampu menahan haru...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Disitulah Pak Suyatno bercerita...Jika manusia didunia ini mengagungkan sebuah cinta tapi dia tidak mencintai kerana Allah maka semuanya akan luntur...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Sekarang dia sakit berkorban untuk saya kerana Allah... Dan itu merupakan ujian bagi saya.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Dan saya yakin hanya kepada Allah tempat saya mengadukan rahsia dan segala kesukaran saya...kerana DIA maha Mendengar... . </span><br />
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<em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple;">Adakah anda sanggup berkorban sebegini demi cinta?</span></em>Farahiyah Bahuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05815732146843110278noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153843.post-7404104310444203922010-06-08T11:28:00.000+08:002010-06-08T11:28:32.852+08:00The Evolution of Mobile Phones<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="405" width="500"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hQUt8C4iVKc&hl=en_GB&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hQUt8C4iVKc&hl=en_GB&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cell phones have evolved immensely since 1983, both in design and function. From the Motorola DynaTAC, that power symbol that Michael Douglas wielded so forcefully in the movie “Wall Street”, to the iPhone 3G, which can take a picture, play a video, or run one of the thousands applications available from the Apple Store.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">There are thousands of models of cell phones that have hit the streets between 1983 and now. In this video, they’ve picked a few of the more popular and unusual ones to take us through the history of this device that most of us consider a part of our everyday lives. They have tried, wherever possible, to include the most popular phones and the phones that were “firsts” for a particular feature, but may have missed out on our favorite phones due to the sheer number of models that are out there.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mobile phones are just now beginning to be as vital to North Americans as they have been to Asians. You can always see what is coming to store shelves in the next six months to a year by looking at the models that are currently available in Japan.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">North America also had a spotty 3G network that has only really been revamped recently in order to deal with increasing demands for faster loading speeds from mobile customers, whereas Asia and most of Europe have had proper 3G networks in place for some time.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This has led to a revolution in 3G phones from 2007 until now, with more due to come out in 2010. The list does not include any phones that were not portable handhelds. Car phones and some handhelds that were the size of a small briefcase were in use in the 1970’s and 1980’s, but since this is more about design than function they chose not to include them here.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Farahiyah Bahuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05815732146843110278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153843.post-37826546189352294162010-06-07T14:30:00.001+08:002010-06-07T14:31:38.075+08:00Jangan Tangisi Apa Yang Bukan MilikmuFirman Allah S.W.T :<br />
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<em><strong>"Boleh jadi kamu membenci sesuatu, padahal ia amat baik bagi kamu. Dan boleh jadi kamu mencintai sesuatu, padahal ia amat buruk bagi kamu. Allah Maha mengetahui sedang kamu tidak mengetahui."</strong></em><br />
<strong>(QS. Al-Baqarah : 216).</strong>Farahiyah Bahuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05815732146843110278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153843.post-22080973293768964042010-05-10T16:09:00.002+08:002010-05-10T16:11:54.002+08:00A Rotten Apple.Imagine a rattan basket of glistening red apples (or green, if you like them a little tart). As you draw closer, your eyes descry a rotten apple past its prime from an old stock that was mislaid in the basket by a scatterbrained supermarket employee. Now, all you see is that old putrid apple and you are under the impression that the rest of the aforesaid sheeny red apples are just as decayed. So you make it a point to stay away, reach for the oranges and decide oranges have more vitamin C anyway.<br />
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Oh, poor glistening red apples who’ve worked so hard to grow into crunchy, succulent fruits just so you can take a nice bite out of them, whose dreams are now foiled by a single decaying apple. (Or the distrait dude who unintentially put it there.)<br />
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Again, imagine a Malaysian — or an Asian, for that matter — who went overseas yet he or she couldn’t recite a word of English. The locals in that region will have the impression that all Malaysians/Asians are absolutely shite at conversing in English. As a fluent English speaker and a Malaysian/Asian, how does that make you feel? Angry? Frustrated? Not exactly a pleasant sentiment, is it?<br />
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So listen hard (or rather read, but “read hard” doesn’t really make sense, does it?) — just because I share the same race and religion with a bunch of backward numbnuts doesn’t make me one, so please don’t shove me into a labeled basket. Don’t be an ignorant prat. We’re all individuals and you should’ve seen past colors, races and religions. If you’re going to snub other people for segregating races and religions, then your act of pigeonholing races and religions are plainly hypocritical … and redundant.<br />
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<div style="color: purple; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i>(Also, if you’re condemning people who kick up a fuss, then you shouldn’t really be bellyaching yourself, should you?)</i></b></div>Farahiyah Bahuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05815732146843110278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153843.post-16744441802880785172010-04-16T17:08:00.000+08:002010-04-16T17:08:21.172+08:00Why “Taken” Men are More Attractive?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghtVRE6g7_gUAVEUqhN-OPx-2T5BUvyHh9L3-OEPpvTy6UqA_d8BqaO_0txb97Zz3hbJ0Vi24iZqnpTadqdZbOrCKR_xtNfCB452t2ZPDSRdCXAPxucOXKiVM_-OGxnJCk17nJtw/s1600/231209g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghtVRE6g7_gUAVEUqhN-OPx-2T5BUvyHh9L3-OEPpvTy6UqA_d8BqaO_0txb97Zz3hbJ0Vi24iZqnpTadqdZbOrCKR_xtNfCB452t2ZPDSRdCXAPxucOXKiVM_-OGxnJCk17nJtw/s320/231209g.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photo courtesy of accidentalsexiness.com</span></i> </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Or rather, why women — and men — are more attracted to men who are already in relationships. </div><div style="text-align: center;">First of all, these are merely my observations and somewhat uncorroborated theories on the matter, so don’t take this to heart and scream bloody murder if you discommend my thoughts. Do, however, share your opinions if you have any. This is also <em>not</em> a personal attack on anyone.</div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;">We always hear about some women still looking to pry someone’s boyfriend away or going for married men. We’ve even gone as far as calling them “itchy cunts”. But where’s the logic, right? Is it temporary insanity? Is it really true love — the right guy, wrong timing sort of thing?</div><br />
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Well, my theory is simple. These women may not even be really attracted to these men; take them out of their relationships and suddenly they ain’t so hot anymore. What they’re attracted to, however, is the display of commitment. Women go for other women’s boyfriends because these guys show that they’re committed enough to <em>want</em> to be in a relationship, and they go for married men because married men prove that they actually can and want to take care and live happily ever after with someone. These women are probably insecure, or have been hurt in the past by some sod who can’t commit. They probably refuse to take risks with other single guys whose commitment isn’t guaranteed.<br />
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Another plausible reason is probably money. Guys with girlfriends, wives and families tend to have that extra cash to keep everybody surviving and happy. Perhaps there’s a perception that single guys spend all that cash on themselves and wouldn’t know how to stop and spend on their other halves when they do go into relationships.<br />
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<span style="font-size: 20px;">Be Attracted But Don’t Act</span><br />
All that said, that attraction itself is rather harmless but acting upon it is another matter altogether. I admit, I find myself somewhat drawn to fathers — men with kids are adorable, like Hugh Jackman (pictured above). But respect your own kind; put yourself in their shoes before you decide to go after their men. Not so pleasant, is it?<br />
Plus, in this day and age, married men does are not necessarily equivalents of wonderful, caring and loving Prince Charmings. You’ve heard stories of domestic violence, serial cheaters, high divorce rates and all sorts of horrendous marriage nightmares. So being a homewrecker might not be the only “sacrifice” one has to make.<br />
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Ah, so what about men who go for women in relationships and marriages? Could it be an innate “forbidden fruit” thrill? Men, please humor me.Farahiyah Bahuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05815732146843110278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153843.post-79835444001869973602010-04-13T15:42:00.000+08:002010-04-13T15:42:39.797+08:00Better TogetherSometimes, music can say it a lot better than any words we can utter or pen down. Enjoy.<br />
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There’s no combination of words<br />
I could put on the back of a postcard<br />
No song that I could sing<br />
But I can try for your heart<br />
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things<br />
Like a shoebox of photographs<br />
With sepia-toned loving<br />
Love is the answer<br />
At least for most of the questions in my heart, like<br />
Why are we here? And where do we go?<br />
And how come it’s so hard?<br />
It’s not always easy and<br />
Sometimes life can be deceiving<br />
<b>I’ll tell you one thing, it’s always better when we’re together</b><br />
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<b>It’s always better when we’re together</b><br />
Yeah, we’ll look at the stars and we’re together<br />
<b>Well, it’s always better when we’re together</b><br />
<b>Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together</b><br />
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And all of these moments<br />
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight<br />
But I know that they’ll be gone<br />
When the morning light sings<br />
And brings new things<br />
For tomorrow night you see<br />
That they’ll be gone too<br />
Too many things I have to do<br />
But if all of these dreams might find their way<br />
Into my day-to-day scene<br />
I’d be under the impression<br />
I was somewhere in between<br />
With only two<br />
Just me and you<br />
Not so many things we got to do<br />
Or places we got to be<br />
We’ll sit beneath the mango tree, now<br />
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<b>Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together</b><br />
<b>Mmmm, we’re somewhere in between together</b><br />
<b>Well, it’s always better when we’re together</b><br />
<b>Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together</b><br />
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I believe in memories<br />
They look so, so pretty when I sleep<br />
Hey now, and when I wake up<br />
You look so pretty sleeping next to me<br />
But there is not enough time<br />
There is no, no song I could sing<br />
And there is no combination of words I could say<br />
<b>But I will still tell you one thing</b><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;"><b>We’re better together</b></span></i>Farahiyah Bahuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05815732146843110278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153843.post-53573702490968328952010-04-01T16:22:00.001+08:002010-04-01T16:27:09.855+08:00A New Dawn, a New Day, a New Life.<blockquote><blockquote style="color: purple;"><blockquote><b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Life is so precious.</i></span></b></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="color: purple;"><blockquote><b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Life is so short.</i></span></b></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="color: purple;"><blockquote><b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Treasure every moment you have with your loved ones.</i></span></b></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="color: purple;"><blockquote><b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Savour the time you have left in this lifetime.</i></span></b></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote>Words that are all too familiar, often spoken in sorrow and grief when one loses someone dear to them or gets wind of tragic news, worthy of heartbreaks and tears.<br />
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But somehow, we’ll soon forget. Until the next death, that is.<br />
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Every new day should be enough to serve as a reminder. Not death itself.<br />
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Just think about it.<br />
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(If the title sounds familiar, it’s some of the words from <a href="http://www.ninasimone.com/">Nina Simone</a>’s<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8tuTSi6Sck"> Feeling Good</a>, also covered by <a href="http://www.michaelbuble.com/">Michael Bublé</a>.)Farahiyah Bahuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05815732146843110278noreply@blogger.com0