tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18378109793412225872024-02-19T10:29:37.299+08:00THE.WORLD.OF.BLOOD.SWEAT.TEARS.amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.comBlogger61125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-31708980131692355012011-11-01T17:07:00.002+08:002011-11-01T17:16:54.804+08:00ohhh noooo!!!I've got 2 solid reasons to have this title of the post as what it is:<div><br /></div><div>1. Nooooooo. I dont have enough time to comment and analyze on politics and governance or even international studies... at least for now. Veri hectic schedule, kinda difficult to have time for this. Im now only capable of having such comments in borak2 kedai kopi with my mates. <i>Sori jgn cakap aku berbual lebat pulak. (Semangat kadang2 melebihi kemampuan ) </i>Heheheh</div><div><br /></div><div>2. No no no no no no no... and no!!!! Yes, my deuter cerrotorre 40L has been stolen, along with my wallet cash hphone digital camera watch shirts pants.... It was during my exSASER rugby match that it was being stolen. Only Allah knows how I felt. <i>Half time ada, match abis beg pun lesap. Semoga sang pencuri akan mendapat petunjuk dari Allah. </i>IMYSM deuter cerrotorre 40L!!! :(</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>(Song playing: I miss u - Blink 182)</div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-38294196368329585712011-10-07T15:40:00.002+08:002011-10-07T15:48:11.815+08:00im backkkkkkk hahaha<div style="text-align: center;">donno</div><div style="text-align: center;">just feeling the intrinsic motivation (perhaps extrinsic,too) to comment write analyse on current politics socioeconomy policies international relations and stuffsss. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">tungguuu dan lihat</div><div style="text-align: center;">*ARE U WATCHING CLOSELY???</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">to b continued</div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-87422959651273492842011-06-07T23:34:00.003+08:002011-06-07T23:55:56.312+08:00pelik tapi benar<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >salam to all.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >dilema. seriously.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >not actually.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >even though i am in the line to become a doctor, insya Allah,</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >but seems like i tend to do things related more to current issues, humanitarian problems, political discussions, social developments etc.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >but it doesnt mean that i dont have interest in the medical career path.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >errr, hopefully I'm not in the wrong career path.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >Lord, show me the way :)</span></b></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-1306871683180729302011-05-31T20:31:00.002+08:002011-05-31T20:54:00.179+08:00population growthlistening to BBC radio news just now, and I heard that around 2050, the global population will increase more than 9 billion.<div>how crowded could that be? we r around 7 billion now (approximately) and there's too much conflicts. I wonder how will the extra 2 billion people will fit into this increasingly limited space and resources. One of the correspondent mentioned about population control and asked the listeners how cruel could that be? For me personally, it depends on what method of population control.</div><div>ETHNIC CLEANSING. ABORTION. CONTROLLED COPULATION. all of them are.</div><div><br /></div><div>In a nutshell, the world is reaching its maximum carrying capacity. Its only a matter of time before........................ ( end this by your own word)</div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-28829466032839549102011-05-31T20:30:00.001+08:002011-05-31T20:30:51.081+08:00ratko mladicamir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-30840644038557607082011-04-07T17:57:00.002+08:002011-04-07T18:00:58.268+08:00tradisibatu seremban<div>congkak</div><div>tuju selipar<div>galah panjang</div><div><br /></div><div>thanks PKEB kerana mengembalikan kami ke alam tradisi ibu bapa & atok nenek kami</div><div><br /></div><div>permainan ini hampir hanyut dek arus pemodenan</div><div><br /></div><div>sangat2 riang kami bermain permainan ini</div><div><br /></div><div>BACK TO OUR ROOTS :)</div></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-78698113645604838352011-04-06T17:17:00.002+08:002011-04-06T17:28:12.438+08:00BODOH & NIKMAT<div style="text-align: center;">manusia akan melakukan <b>PERKARA BODOH</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">apabila <b>terlupa,</b> ataupun <b>sengaja lupa</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">akan <b>NIKMAT KASIH SAYANG</b> dan <b>MEMORI INDAH</b> bersama-sama dengan <b>ORANG TERSAYANG </b>yang<b> DIANUGERAHKAN TUHAN</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">ambil cermin dan lihat diri kita</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">please,</div><div style="text-align: center;">be thankful, next time, if you aren't now</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">thankssss </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">:)</div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-53830705091767296822011-04-01T22:30:00.002+08:002011-04-01T22:42:31.997+08:00kekuningani dont know why<div>but this song keeps on playing in my head</div><div><br /></div><div>Yellow by Coldplay</div><div><br /></div><div>too beautiful to describe it</div><div>listen to the melancholic melody and meaningful lyrics :)</div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-70899580139738879682011-02-27T13:25:00.002+08:002011-02-27T13:52:02.847+08:00if i could<i><span class="Apple-style-span" >if i could change, i would,</span></i><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >take back the pain, i would,</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >retrace every wrong move that i made, i would,</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >if i could,</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >stand up and take the blame, i would,</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >i will take all my shame to the grave, i would....</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Above are excerpts from one of my favourite songs, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Easier To Run</b> by Linkin Park</span><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I dont know...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Just having a very big <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>guilty feeling</b></span> deep inside here.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >When you <span class="Apple-style-span" >take a silent moment</span>,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >forgetting about your future dreams,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" >pausing the current joy</span> that you're enjoying,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >and start to <span class="Apple-style-span" >reminisce the past</span>, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >you could <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>trace all the wrong things that you've done</b></span>.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Maybe its weird,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >but sometimes <span class="Apple-style-span" >I like to have this feeling</span> of being guilty.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >It gives you the sense of caring more for other people, and treat them nicely and always view them with just and lovely intention.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >In a simpler words, it acts like </span><span class="Apple-style-span" >a sign</span><span class="Apple-style-span" > to do less mistakes and more good deeds, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>bringing you back on the humble Earth from the sky of egoistical dreams.</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I just dont know what more to say. And most probably it won't be enough....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Dear Allah and everyone,</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>I'm sorry</b>.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >p/s: just being realistic, not emotional here. thanks</span></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-44970008230538016812011-01-09T10:15:00.002+08:002011-01-09T11:09:35.647+08:00when things get too heavyresult are out<div>already expect 'em like that.</div><div>need to reduce the responsibilities that i'm carrying.</div><div>coz my priority is my studies.</div><div>no longer can be too active as I used to be in past days.</div><div>this aint school, this is college life.</div><div>no teacher will be around, ready to lend their hand to help you all the times.</div><div>yeah,</div><div>maybe some will say that i should carry on.</div><div>but i know my capabilities,</div><div>and if there are others who can bear such responsible better than me,</div><div>then why should I stay? </div><div>im sorry for the mistakes and disappointment i might have caused.</div><div>lets forgive and forget,</div><div>I believe brighter future lies in the horizon of the future.</div><div>may this decision affect all parties positively.</div><div><br /></div><div>May Allah bless us all.</div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-23409244763818482522010-12-19T22:48:00.002+08:002010-12-19T23:16:40.170+08:00bola yang pelik<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpbWQuhoKIaMlZ2DmM3gsd6zV_Sb6BfhGxtF879Jlm1DYE9cG3Ce8bY18b_4kkGObZ9OW36aVkCT_qvko3de_sl4b6kyllbWEDQUwYIJ3tat6pv6p9922terra8k8DeUIhULcSi53np4fx/s1600/DSC02958.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpbWQuhoKIaMlZ2DmM3gsd6zV_Sb6BfhGxtF879Jlm1DYE9cG3Ce8bY18b_4kkGObZ9OW36aVkCT_qvko3de_sl4b6kyllbWEDQUwYIJ3tat6pv6p9922terra8k8DeUIhULcSi53np4fx/s320/DSC02958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552410137831526530" /></a><br /><div>yeahhhh</div><div>ku rasakan blog ini seperti kayu yang telah lama reput dimamah anai2.</div><div>lapuk ditelan zaman...</div><div>haha</div><div><br /></div><div>kini hidup dikelilingi bola yang pelik</div><div>bola yang pelik=RUGBY.</div><div>best tapi bz.</div><div>seronok walaupun aku main x sehebat team mates yang main kebangsaan, tournament berlambak, team luar pun panggil....</div><div>cane pun aku ttp bersyukur da smpai DI SINI.</div><div>rugby</div><div>SSI JB-2006 t0 2008</div><div>SASER-2008 to 2009</div><div>KMB-2010 to........???</div><div><br /></div><div>wallahualam</div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-28218478576703911312010-09-20T23:03:00.002+08:002010-09-20T23:08:04.507+08:00islam & democracycurrently doing my portfolio on <b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Islam & Democracy</span></span></span></b>.<div><br /></div><div>just too many questions in this mind.</div><div><br /></div><div>there are just too many viewpoints.</div><div><br /></div><div>which one is the most suitable??</div><div><br /></div><div><i><b>wallahu 'alam</b></i>.</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: seems like <b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >ToK is everywhere</span></span></span></b></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-59268509856389175332010-09-08T02:42:00.003+08:002010-09-08T03:07:56.175+08:00the paper with invisible values<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3GQGtHg978bWAganlpoDHDecgthHdxg41mT3YKytI80sMVUupdxbT1ZHeXycQ6LAgIHqc7M80nTbf6XVLxvTVSdIikpa-WLJ0AmrUst9HIGW7B3XbTjZM-wtgmQdvDJ1dthhy_-nBvJ_0/s1600/imf.wb.rich.poor.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3GQGtHg978bWAganlpoDHDecgthHdxg41mT3YKytI80sMVUupdxbT1ZHeXycQ6LAgIHqc7M80nTbf6XVLxvTVSdIikpa-WLJ0AmrUst9HIGW7B3XbTjZM-wtgmQdvDJ1dthhy_-nBvJ_0/s320/imf.wb.rich.poor.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514250201301267042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgus7yryOE7ZRRHfMKeStWimGMY5AW2RsdbP0p_qJRr9666xN6TM1PT50FZxGratPcYLe2VjnT7QugdTCuiLTCKVpmBZdVSWdbNOch_Js25eN9Yin0fFs534SyLIdSNVEgn9MZOfl_G_1zs/s1600/IMF.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgus7yryOE7ZRRHfMKeStWimGMY5AW2RsdbP0p_qJRr9666xN6TM1PT50FZxGratPcYLe2VjnT7QugdTCuiLTCKVpmBZdVSWdbNOch_Js25eN9Yin0fFs534SyLIdSNVEgn9MZOfl_G_1zs/s320/IMF.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514250191478584034" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>M.O.N.E.Y.</b></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">there's so much confusion revolving around money.</div><div><ul><li>how was the current monetary system was initially implemented?</li><li>if us (the rest of the world) are really dependant on the US Dollar, then what does the US dollar depent on? surely it(the Us dollar) cannot be be stable by itself, right?</li><li>why in the IMF articles, GOLD (dinar) cannot be used ad a method of transaction, despite the fact that for 1400 years of Islamic empire, such currency (DINAR-gold & DIRHAM-silver ) has maintained the sustainability of its economy?</li></ul><div style="text-align: center;">well, these are just 3 out of thousands of questions still remain unanswered regarding the <b>International Monetary System</b>. The system that makes the rich becomes richer, and the poor becomes much much more poorer.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was just finished reading "<b>Dinar Book</b>" by an Islamic scholar, <b>Sheikh Imran Hosein</b>. The e-book is downloadable at the following link: <a href="http://www.imranhosein.org/books/103-islam-and-the-future-of-money.html">http://www.imranhosein.org/books/103-islam-and-the-future-of-money.html</a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Better read it. No, MUST READ IT</b>. A thought provoking information, yet short and simple enough to be easily understood.</div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-68200443076184591162010-09-07T02:05:00.002+08:002010-09-07T02:23:31.313+08:00deceptions. lies.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; ">A <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >famous writer</span></b> once said:</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Naturally the common people don’t want war; neither in Russia, nor in England, nor in America, nor in Germany. That is understood. But after all, it is the leaders of the country who determine policy, and it is always a simple matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy, or a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. …Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. <span class="Apple-style-span" >All you have to do is to tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger</span>. It works the same in any country.”</span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; ">Another <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >famous leader</span></b> was also quoted to have said that:</span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“In the size of the lie there is always contained a certain factor of credibility, since <span class="Apple-style-span" >the great masses of the people…will more easily fall victim to a great lie than to a small one.</span>”</span></b></span></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-47370827320330107192010-09-06T16:50:00.002+08:002010-09-06T17:11:38.433+08:00CONFUSION<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">In one of the hadiths that I learned in primary years, I remember our beloved Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) said that in the end times, Jews and Christians will be divided into 72 groups. While us, the Muslims, will be divided into 73 groups, and only 1 group remain in the true path (correct me if i'm mistaken).....</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The main point is (regardless of how many groups we're divided into), how we would ever identify which one is the true group? I stumbled upon this confusion when I was looking for materials for my Islamic Education coursework. I pick the title "Islam & Democracy". However, things got really hair-wired when different groups were pointing fingers to each other. It seemed like <b>truth is invisible and intangible. You can't see it, nor you can't feel it.</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Now there's a purpose of learning <b>Theory of Knowledge......</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Nevertheless, what I know and still believe is the truth, is the <b>al-Quran & Hadiths</b>.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> By following guidelines in those devine teachings, only then I can find </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">THE TRUTH</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">and the rest is, I shall say that</span></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">WALLAHU 'ALAM............</span></b></i></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-48744317704014312022010-09-04T02:07:00.002+08:002010-09-04T02:19:02.332+08:00KEPADAMU KEKASIH<strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Lagu Teristimewa:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><em>KepadaMu kekasih</em></span></strong><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Aku berserah</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Kerana ku tahu</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Kau lebih mengerti</span></strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Apa yang terlukis di cermin</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Pada wajah ini</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Apa tersirat di hati</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Bersama amali</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">KepadaMu kekasih</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Aku bertanya</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Apakah Kau akan</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Menerimaku kembali</span></strong></em><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></em></strong><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Atau harus menghitung lagi</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Segala jasa dan bakti</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Atau harus Kau campakku kesisi</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Tanpa harga diri</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Dan hanya padaMu kekasih</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Aku tinggalkan</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Jawapan yang belum</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Kutemukan</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Yang bakal aku nantikan</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Bila malam menjemputku lena beradu</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">KepadaMu kekasih</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Aku berserah</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Jiwa dan raga</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Jua segalanya</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Apakah kau akan menerima</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Penyerahan ini</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Apakah kau akan menerimaku</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Dalam keadaan begini</span></strong></em>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-24703706344487869142010-07-19T09:20:00.002+08:002010-07-19T09:43:07.763+08:00the Month<div align="center">it's approximately 1 month since I've been here</div><div align="center">meeting new & old friends</div><div align="center">facing new challenges</div><div align="center">going through the same cycle,again</div><div align="center">in the midst of the hectic programme</div><div align="center">suddenly</div><div align="center"><em>I saw pictures of US.</em></div><div align="center"><em>yes,US.</em></div><div align="center"><em>US: family & friends.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I smiled alone,</div><div align="center">reminiscing the old yet still fresh memory of our days together.</div><div align="center">i dont know why on earth I'm posting this,</div><div align="center">but,</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">i miss all of u.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">whether you're from</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">skbu2,ssi,saser</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">jb n anywhere in the world.</span></div><div align="center">hoping to see all of you again.</div><div align="center">-cant wait for raya-</div><div align="center">-so far,KMB is great!-</div><div align="center">hehe</div><div align="center"><em>wassalam</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-47478773827496637612010-06-21T00:22:00.005+08:002010-06-21T01:08:29.416+08:00the pursuit of the destined destination<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBBiUJNJcAZT6tumB7TEZY2QofNjueUKfktFxQ8sGQ2RFW3ehMPvZ-mmc1dpNqZ4g_8gPP59A4ivSo4Y28yOJlvuWf2kB4IPXZAy8r4x2enleaMzaj_XZe6vvbhGwgyvPnDP6d1nUwGACa/s1600/pursuit_of_happyness.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484903681065177282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBBiUJNJcAZT6tumB7TEZY2QofNjueUKfktFxQ8sGQ2RFW3ehMPvZ-mmc1dpNqZ4g_8gPP59A4ivSo4Y28yOJlvuWf2kB4IPXZAy8r4x2enleaMzaj_XZe6vvbhGwgyvPnDP6d1nUwGACa/s320/pursuit_of_happyness.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">its time for me to go.</div><br /><div align="center">time for the <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">PURSUIT.</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Kolej Mara Banting</span> is the destination.</div><br /><div align="center">Allah has given me the chance.</div><br /><div align="center">its my destiny.</div><br /><div align="center">i want to seek forgiveness from parents, family and friends for my mistakes.</div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">may Allah always be with us</span>.</div><br /><div align="center">hopefully this path, and every little thing that we do,</div><br /><div align="center">brings us closer to<em> <span style="color:#ff0000;">redha</span></em> of The Almighty.</div><br /><div align="center">wassalam</div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>btw, HAPPY FATHERS DAY! thanx a lot dad!!! :)</strong></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-5588548781057581432010-06-02T23:32:00.003+08:002010-06-03T02:33:23.684+08:00prince of persia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv-yuaIgqL05JOrmtzJvbnRR9rv6mbRkMPvaHAFcAqqqqwG1PUl_hcvumPUpocTgYbm86nU_Ahcy3lplyM3czEixdpRvXBd30WCfFPqKeFo8DdThtumV8zq8EDq_Ynokp8B8NgeiJjsXzG/s1600/pop.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478222689898886450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv-yuaIgqL05JOrmtzJvbnRR9rv6mbRkMPvaHAFcAqqqqwG1PUl_hcvumPUpocTgYbm86nU_Ahcy3lplyM3czEixdpRvXBd30WCfFPqKeFo8DdThtumV8zq8EDq_Ynokp8B8NgeiJjsXzG/s320/pop.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div align="center">salam</div><br /><br /><div align="center">after being away from the cinema for around a month</div><br /><br /><div align="center">went to jusco tebrau city with syamil, amir hamzah and syahmi</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#333333;">PRINCE OF PERSIA</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">good storyline</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">action-packed</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">fun to watch</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">perfect chemistry among the characters</span></strong> (especially Prince Dastan and Princess Tamina)</div><br /><br /><div align="center">however, </div><br /><br /><div align="center">seemed like the choice of some of the cast was not perfectly matched with the Persian background of the movie. Prince Dastan (Jake Gylenhaal) <span style="color:#cc0000;"><em><strong>didnt look like a Middle-Eastern man</strong></em>,</span> so was Prince Garsiv.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">then went to amir hamzah's house, <strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;">playing ps3 god of war 3</span></strong> game (when i'll get one myself??)</div><br /><br /><div align="center">forget about it, u wont have time for that. and, there's <span style="color:#660000;"><em>no pirated dvd for ps3 in malaysia</em>.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center">only the originals are available, and the cost for 2 copies equals the monthly household expenditure of a middle class family .....</div><br /><br /><div align="center">then syamil sent us home. </div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">yup,</div><br /><br /><div align="center">just like other previous action movies in i watched in cinemas,</div><br /><br /><div align="center">prince of persia<strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="color:#990000;">switched on my WORKOUT MODE</span></span></strong>.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478222681169875890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcjlymdCpx4MY7g6CyzSXlC8aNnXlgsWDLfVH5Z6-dbK7ktJT1Ru63tiF1oDwXD2t5tGMaGIZJZyo-Wz_2ZfOLt_ZooDnVtbVP93I5oUx5wxiPiDK-sw1aAV-HGRKJZP-UWPfhRHXC2iI/s320/muscle.jpg" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">yeah gym here i come!</span></strong></em></div><br /><br /><div align="center">ahhaha, just not the day though, the gym was locked.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">fortunately, my tennis racquet was there to hit my frustration on the walls of the court.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">couldnt remember the last time i held the racquet.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">my shot, especially backhands, we're not up to the standard lahhh.. </div><br /><br /><div align="center">(<strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">berangan jadi MR FedEx</span></strong>)</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">again, how i wished that i was and will always in the MODE.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">always spirited and determined,focused on the targets.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">looks like im not that <em><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>istiqamah</strong></span></em> in getting fitter. </div><br /><br /><div align="center">im gaining more mass. 72 kg currently. mak aihhh...</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">berat pahala?</span></em> <span style="color:#cc0000;">amiiiinnnn :)</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">berat lemak?</span></em></strong> <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>no no please tell me its a lie :(</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">berat muscle ?</span></em></strong> <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>haha it sounds like a joke to me</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">whatever it might be, just hoping that i'll always be in a <span style="color:#990000;">good health</span>. amiiin.</span></strong></div></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-58695336109073006532010-06-01T06:57:00.003+08:002010-06-01T07:19:06.092+08:00paradox of our time<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;">The <span style="color:#ff0000;">paradox</span> of our time in history is that</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">We have taller buildings, but shorter temper</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">We spend more, but have less</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">We buy more, but enjoy less</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">We have bigger houses, but smaller families,</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">More conviniences, but less time</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">We have more degrees, but less sense</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">More knowledge, but less judgement</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">More experts, yet more problems</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">More medicine, but less wellness</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">p/s: if u have already forgotten what paradox is,<span style="color:#cc0000;"> <strong>IT IS A SITUATION THAT SEEMS STRANGE BECAUSE IT INVOLVES TWO IDEAS OR QUALITIES THAT ARE VERY DIFFERENT</strong></span></span></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-32429617860503332992010-05-18T23:50:00.003+08:002010-05-19T00:25:12.799+08:00ujian<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNx-YSxgZ7IlXgvTUkh3Uwi602QHdDNuEjK_ZpRHW_beB6Vp03f2rvuKXCtDoleVYhFixwFZTSdAG812VoSLg4l05YA-krUw6EBYc0oYvuq4gQWR6IFhGFcfE4VOoHhbT6fEP7fWMuW4T/s1600/d.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNx-YSxgZ7IlXgvTUkh3Uwi602QHdDNuEjK_ZpRHW_beB6Vp03f2rvuKXCtDoleVYhFixwFZTSdAG812VoSLg4l05YA-krUw6EBYc0oYvuq4gQWR6IFhGFcfE4VOoHhbT6fEP7fWMuW4T/s320/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472646245306396386" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">sabar banyak2 amir</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ni <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">baru sikit</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dia nak tengok <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">iman</span> kau kuat ke tak</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sabar la, tak rugi pun sabar ni</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tak lama lagi setel la ni,ok?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">bayangan</span> hamba-Nya adalah <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">doa</span> kepada-Nya</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">so,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">bayangkanlah perkara2 yg <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">positif</span> ok?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">:)</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >"Sesungguhnya Allah bersama-sama dengan orang yang sabar"</span><br /></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-35902664333429207252010-05-11T23:39:00.002+08:002010-05-11T23:49:12.536+08:00WING CHUN<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfFYYPE3tEwoyjdd6mOUuyc_qW8cCiEkOg2dLP2HcXFapi1_cr2r_lEBf63hQv3M3AmU8CPmBJCrHIPt4eR6fRnlT21kS_hzYI74bos0zYFLh9prdXlaoFoRpjI_oOxjBK7TD-_bR3hNm/s1600/IpMan.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfFYYPE3tEwoyjdd6mOUuyc_qW8cCiEkOg2dLP2HcXFapi1_cr2r_lEBf63hQv3M3AmU8CPmBJCrHIPt4eR6fRnlT21kS_hzYI74bos0zYFLh9prdXlaoFoRpjI_oOxjBK7TD-_bR3hNm/s320/IpMan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470039846020045778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH90s4O8Bsls5FxAg8c5kYqMiF1xdSRCiMa7Q6zf0WNq8gKa4KAvOYgBV5s1W2Ptn9zEA7r8HIfWZnhq6fN4JAiNlPKSS5Y-T0b7vR9tcVMBSrOjwaN-v-rSAbl7iJfXmDNIcFRV3YE76Q/s1600/ipman_1280x1024h.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH90s4O8Bsls5FxAg8c5kYqMiF1xdSRCiMa7Q6zf0WNq8gKa4KAvOYgBV5s1W2Ptn9zEA7r8HIfWZnhq6fN4JAiNlPKSS5Y-T0b7vR9tcVMBSrOjwaN-v-rSAbl7iJfXmDNIcFRV3YE76Q/s320/ipman_1280x1024h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470039663148949090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU59xShlYFzwbF_Ol8g6gI4kgcTNA2jm0WydUARm3JFsAbwWgbkzkZRfwjRpZKTuxy8eaTWQ59lop1OmmeRtu4dKzO4voNRW8wmqxnzc5s9WYtP3n-_M3lf2kuz1Yn5_Q4_wgTo1dz6XUS/s1600/ip+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 201px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU59xShlYFzwbF_Ol8g6gI4kgcTNA2jm0WydUARm3JFsAbwWgbkzkZRfwjRpZKTuxy8eaTWQ59lop1OmmeRtu4dKzO4voNRW8wmqxnzc5s9WYtP3n-_M3lf2kuz1Yn5_Q4_wgTo1dz6XUS/s320/ip+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470039228788587186" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">salam.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">aku tengah kemaruk <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">wing chun</span>.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">ala, seni kung fu dalam cite ip man tuh.</span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />fuh, kempunan nak tgk ip man 2.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />da la yg 1st aku miss.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />selak punya selak surat khabar,</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">baru aku tau kat malaysia nih ada tempat belajar wing chun rupa2nya.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br />*tak sabar nak daftar</span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">heheheheheh</span><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/PNRASH%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-6601701397106406202010-04-30T00:13:00.014+08:002010-04-30T03:57:20.736+08:00WAR MACHINE<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Mp2qxAjXMFSwaL7fZIWJUOVdPiZwCXQ3r4uaeJkIbQAWQ7EGI7PHV6z_4iatHP-xhP3Qg81QRs_bcoaUmSu9i-DGi5tLsWx3pyxtjnbg6nNGS54yQz3CM43LEk4IXMtJVv9IEehGDTjC/s1600/wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Mp2qxAjXMFSwaL7fZIWJUOVdPiZwCXQ3r4uaeJkIbQAWQ7EGI7PHV6z_4iatHP-xhP3Qg81QRs_bcoaUmSu9i-DGi5tLsWx3pyxtjnbg6nNGS54yQz3CM43LEk4IXMtJVv9IEehGDTjC/s320/wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465647154548186466" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">.</span>WAR MACHINE</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Assalamualaikum. May Allah bless us all.<br />ActuallyThis post is not about the fictional War Machine, the new character in the movie <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Iron Man 2.</span><br />It's about <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">a real world war machine</span></span>.<br /><br /></div> <span style="font-weight: bold;">This was my situation on that night:</span> <ul style="font-weight: bold;"><li>around 10 pm</li><li>driving back home</li><li>listening to BBC Singapore </li></ul> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Yes, I was listening to an interview session. A soldier, ex-US soldier to be specific, was interviewed on air regarding his real life war experience in Iraq that was made into a documentary. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">That guy went to Iraq with his comrades, convinced by their government that the Saddam Hussein regime kept the so-called Weapon of Mass Destruction (WMD) that posed a huge threat</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5vXc4d27Y94oPhcdtOyjhDgwDZcuGw2H-W-TygduZ2KY9pDYCmLLC5VVMdQ13S5MIeXDugLNmRNsbTnnqDNiaYXQBHTyOVs5j6JYNS4F7rgH6fySitl8FpdhwWi0KeFFzQzXch5fXHtwx/s1600/iraq_bush.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5vXc4d27Y94oPhcdtOyjhDgwDZcuGw2H-W-TygduZ2KY9pDYCmLLC5VVMdQ13S5MIeXDugLNmRNsbTnnqDNiaYXQBHTyOVs5j6JYNS4F7rgH6fySitl8FpdhwWi0KeFFzQzXch5fXHtwx/s320/iraq_bush.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465649906681742418" border="0" /></a></span>After he</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> was sent back home from the Arabian country, he realised that through his experience in the Iraqi war, he and his country made a <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">huge mistake</span>. Thus, he worked with a documentary producer , by using his own video footage taken when </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">he was in the real battle in Iraq, to make a special documentary.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Among his </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">comments was:</span> <ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><li style="font-style: italic;">"Now, I don't believe that what we're doing in Iraq was the right thing."</li><li style="font-style: italic;">"Among the things that video cant capture is smell. When I was there, I can hardly remember the last time I brushed my teeth or take a bath."</li><li style="font-style: italic;">"Seeing dead bodies lying on the streets were very common to us. Sometimes we could not even differentiate the smell between a corpse and other things as we're so used to the foul smell of the corpses."</li><li style="font-style: italic;">''When you were not having any sleep for 98 hours, being thirsty and hungry, even the tough training sessions didnt help us in critical situations. ''<br /></li><li><span style="font-style: italic;">"I want to share my experience with the viewers so that they can see how bad war is."</span></li></ul> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKAKFvOaNEon8g8RmZoJrU6Nr9xmWE5vpBWD12W6qlCvDeIvLEjk-BpqQKOhpJ9f-gYFl4ihdy-iSRuCflOIq_9RzhywTXVowOumFSEBK0WGd3Uk10p53ltMJwAHuhi0ZdzvzSqTt4o5B6/s1600/return-coffins-from-iraq.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKAKFvOaNEon8g8RmZoJrU6Nr9xmWE5vpBWD12W6qlCvDeIvLEjk-BpqQKOhpJ9f-gYFl4ihdy-iSRuCflOIq_9RzhywTXVowOumFSEBK0WGd3Uk10p53ltMJwAHuhi0ZdzvzSqTt4o5B6/s320/return-coffins-from-iraq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465645887351146578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">However,<br />one incident marked the turning point of this soldier's view<br />on the </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">purpose of the war. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He said:</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"One day, my friends and I were guarding a road checkpoint in Baghdad. Suddenly, we could see from far away that a car continued to accelerate even though warning signs to slow down the car had been shown. Fearing that the car would harm our safety, we had no other choice. We <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">lit up (shot) the car</span>. When the car</span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> stop, we were shocked that they were an innocent little girl and his father, both were dead. <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I saw and managed to record the girl's brain falling down from her skull as her neck bent and </span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">eventually broke</span></span>. It was very tragic. Then I said to myself, we're here not to kill these people, we're supposed to help them."</span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbrmSfI7Wvg4qBEkNMNOwJYdByqaxcy0MZRI4iMxkj4O0Tr1nv3kIcF83rFq8nqD7NGMIlInNkXWWU_hP1EKl60xyOAJxAavpDuGCqRleYIu1N1MfTayIYsTcZEj9F4wijYAbMSqLAKFK7/s1600/soja.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbrmSfI7Wvg4qBEkNMNOwJYdByqaxcy0MZRI4iMxkj4O0Tr1nv3kIcF83rFq8nqD7NGMIlInNkXWWU_hP1EKl60xyOAJxAavpDuGCqRleYIu1N1MfTayIYsTcZEj9F4wijYAbMSqLAKFK7/s320/soja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465646674912874034" border="0" /></a></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHFVQsMzMGR4n5PgQ3S0d8JM5Hs4thTrKwJh9St5Qvr89MrdsRajE4Q-raar9IPg3sc7xA9TeJn3RGJ9Ti1bMWbdmmqOZrU75FQyNXHu5CTJcwc3AOqlfUFSpS5rrxxpBZfDRUP9xKDrKE/s1600/30suicide_190chart.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 315px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHFVQsMzMGR4n5PgQ3S0d8JM5Hs4thTrKwJh9St5Qvr89MrdsRajE4Q-raar9IPg3sc7xA9TeJn3RGJ9Ti1bMWbdmmqOZrU75FQyNXHu5CTJcwc3AOqlfUFSpS5rrxxpBZfDRUP9xKDrKE/s320/30suicide_190chart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465646774180224786" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span>Well, that is just of the minor, not major stories from the war veterans. Those soldiers are also human being, just like the people that they kill. Its not shocking to know that many US war veterans, involved in <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">committing suicide</span></span> when they came back from wars as they usually regretted their crime on other people.<br /><br />Nevertheless, its critical to understand that </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">these soldiers are located in the most bottom part of the military pyramid.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> They dont have any choice - follow the order and be safe, or object the order and they are going to be strictly punished. <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtAnKrdsiHV21sffSeT92rnHEXRv7R7z5er6E1FJhvq7S4-d58Js6snqgiypU2OkBCLrbR5gobxn9DQQ6Xrb7B9ZWUGZkB3WV4Fr2YZXb1hUXN-4nYOpt5I9Gs_oR3EaUvun9Nxv6Cbf0u/s1600/generals.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtAnKrdsiHV21sffSeT92rnHEXRv7R7z5er6E1FJhvq7S4-d58Js6snqgiypU2OkBCLrbR5gobxn9DQQ6Xrb7B9ZWUGZkB3WV4Fr2YZXb1hUXN-4nYOpt5I9Gs_oR3EaUvun9Nxv6Cbf0u/s320/generals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465645094249408674" border="0" /></a></span></span>Therefore, its crystal clear that in any type of situation, <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">the generals and the politicians</span> -<span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> <span style="font-size:130%;">the most upper in the military pyramid- are the people who should be held responsible</span></span> for the wars. This is because they are the ones who have full power and control over their soldiers.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">I still remember that not long ago, a group of soldiers were opposing and criticising their generals and politicians for sending them to Iraq and Afghanistan. Then, one of the generals replied:</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"You soldiers, are <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">WAR MACHINES!</span> You have no right at all to voice out your opinion, you must listen and act according to our order!".</span> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What did he mean about <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">WAR MACHINE</span>? </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />You should be <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">treated no more than a machine</span>. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />A machine that can be <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">controlled and manipulated</span> by the people in power. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />A machine that has <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">no rights whatsoever as a human being</span>. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />You should have <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">no humanitarian values</span> at all.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />You, your sacrifices and <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">your life is meaningless to them. </span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Your life purpose is to <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">serve those people in power</span>. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />You become <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">a SLAVE</span>.<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Your are <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">no longer A FREE MAN</span>.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAkkGPSFRMeH0Z2UelB6FBr39raLkEZNPxodaXw6brGXk8S1WqMpF_A0g2XJES6bAe3RVslVqq6Jbu-RjAicaAXmm0P65vv9bA3H8JZLhrN9nZjEkMYmNJOnq26rVB9ByVNtNfg4ED9Mor/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAkkGPSFRMeH0Z2UelB6FBr39raLkEZNPxodaXw6brGXk8S1WqMpF_A0g2XJES6bAe3RVslVqq6Jbu-RjAicaAXmm0P65vv9bA3H8JZLhrN9nZjEkMYmNJOnq26rVB9ByVNtNfg4ED9Mor/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465650329875329042" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Quotes from Tun Mahathir</span>:<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">IN WAR,<br />THERE IS NO REAL WINNER,<br />EVERYBODY IS A LOSER.</span></span><br /></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-36253018598796995842010-04-27T20:13:00.003+08:002010-04-27T20:48:04.043+08:00kehilangan<span style="font-weight: bold;">apabila kita kehilangan sesuatu atau seseorang..</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">kita akan..</span> <ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><li>rasa resah</li><li>kecewa</li><li>rindu</li><li>menyesal</li><li>redha<br /></li><li>optimistik</li><li>tak selera makan</li><li>sering terkenang2</li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;">macam2 la perasaan, dlm list ni pun x cukup... biasalah, ujian la katakan...</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Ptg td, lepas keluar berkelana dgn myvi hijauku,<br />aku balik dgn gundah gulana, mencari2 henfon, tiada. Tp rasa2 mcm ada td. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Haih, mcm chipsmore pula. Try call guna henfon ibuku, mesin pula yang menjawab mesra.<br /><br />TIDAK! Adakah aku akan... <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">kehilangan... henfonku buat kali ke-3?</span> Tercicirkah? Atau sudah dikebas orang? <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Siapakah gerangan manusia yang ada hati pada henfonku yg sudah x-up-to-date lg tu?</span> Henfon burok pun ada yang berkenan ke?<br /><br />Ishhhhh.... Aku cuba sabar dlm penuh pasrah sambil mendengar nasihat ibuku. Menyesal aku tak jaga elok2...<br /><br />Dgn penuh duka lara, aku pergi mengambil adikku di sekolahnya. Hanya henfon <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">sony ericsson k608i</span> yg hilang bermain difikiranku. Adikku x keluar pula, bertambah sayu aku melayan perasaan sorg2 dlm kete selama lebih setengah jam smbil ditemani lagu2 di radio yang agak rancak (x kena mood betul la)..<br /><br />Aku redha aje la. Ni mungkin kuasa <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Allah yg mahu menguji diriku</span>. Setibanya di rumah, aku nekad. Ahhh, pantang hilang sebelum puas mencari!!<br /><br />Cari punya cari.... Alhamdulillah.. Syukur... Jumpa juga akhirnya.. Dalam poket beg rupanya. Bikin suspen saja. Rupanya ada masalah, sbb tu call mesin yg jawab...</span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Konklusi: </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">(pantun D.I.Y.)</span></span> <span style="font-size:180%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><br />Ujian Allah datang bila2, </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><br />Pasrah dan redha bila terkena,</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><br />Jangan pula marah lagi kecewa,</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><br />Insya Allah,pasti ada hikmahnya.<br /><br /></span><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQnMmIOw-T8Ni_7onHhYMKxUkx7zfAl-am0saYWxUnsxl9M695vDjB-x9t-qSQXfv8j7gR-_9rbWzVd3Sl5VkiRdxZIRf8DzR7kwUif2VwvMmm32uAxwNxuqucdoft7TE5DP6qSvoAhBTG/s1600/hp.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQnMmIOw-T8Ni_7onHhYMKxUkx7zfAl-am0saYWxUnsxl9M695vDjB-x9t-qSQXfv8j7gR-_9rbWzVd3Sl5VkiRdxZIRf8DzR7kwUif2VwvMmm32uAxwNxuqucdoft7TE5DP6qSvoAhBTG/s320/hp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464796644201929458" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">k608i</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">henfon yg da old skool</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">beli masa form 1 or form 2</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">dan masih lagi berkhidmat dengan cemerlang kepada tuannya</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*thank you Allah*</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837810979341222587.post-63529512892338125962010-04-27T08:29:00.007+08:002010-04-27T09:28:46.994+08:00red shirt<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOQeiA6a1p7SUZHRCXU2KtZzkYb6Qe3Ox7uS6E6fwvsj0UBoO-1dHq1kuoXD01Z6rJdH4Pgo-PPVeEIu-map68UO6AXpHp6eBhHgi4H5oqyddWij2zYx0KKhPOO1_ymRZvuiOoKnp_-z6C/s1600/www.reuters.com.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB8SE_4KE46Qb-ohqkMfEbiCvgOFjaqfuE87oqF_vkVwFBYV4fg4qbGuGYHd-IGvOLnxwyjYjTsLFXZR7XVjxXc4_SUIkVtoW_0nOgcXi_5Gp8E9CyBhhVDef1But4cMXfcY17sgmfI3bT/s320/one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464618982505096962" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl6hrdhPsoTcuIvGGAMh9ZG1Sf0ghkRADEIvZgzv4o_9pTTWaFeotJRdJYWvr4PxcbLswpEqc20esWtrbFDydU-xi6pDjoTClhyMoOGCppK7v_FneK01LNx-OhU-rHpFoR6sQzbmcjlU5G/s1600/banner.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 201px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl6hrdhPsoTcuIvGGAMh9ZG1Sf0ghkRADEIvZgzv4o_9pTTWaFeotJRdJYWvr4PxcbLswpEqc20esWtrbFDydU-xi6pDjoTClhyMoOGCppK7v_FneK01LNx-OhU-rHpFoR6sQzbmcjlU5G/s320/banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464618821812148754" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">salam<br /></div><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Red shirts</span></span>- not liverpool,nor man utd- its the opposition rebel group in thailand who fights for the so-called true democracy through street demonstrations.<br />Actually, there are lots of questions that are still unanswered.<br /><br /><ul><li>Who feed these people?</li></ul><ul><li>Who funded their daily activities?</li></ul><ul><li>Don't these people have other more profitable work to do?<br /></li></ul><ul><li>And the most ironic fact is in this story. One day, the <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">armed forces stormed the hote</span>l where the red shirt leaders were staying. Fortunately (or unfortunately for the army), they managed to escape thanks to their supporters assistance-who stayed and sleep on the dirty and dusty streets. Come on red shirts! Look carefully at that incident! <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">If your leaders were really with you, they should be sleeping on the streets </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">just like most of you, not in the hotel</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">. Don't you feel that your dissatisfaction towards the current government is </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">being manipulated by people who have their own personal interest</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">?</span></span></li></ul>Well, to sum up this post, its crystal clear that street demos won't solve any problems. Instead, it will just create new ones. Even if it solve a problem, I am sure that it will only be solved for a short time. Chaos is gong to spread everywhere across the country. The country is going to be damned, by the foolish actions of their own people.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4aJ-lfIz16qxcOYUMyhnOcw3XKX8HIZZ-utFSFt7CeGaSy48H4VJtFB5Qg1ZULiHEg7a_hm5aSeR2q0zc-GdoSexj0FQLCG4zFl5WLsNQNWKq7RcEABCo-TuOiQEDTJ9H_3PCud5g7x-e/s1600/blues.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4aJ-lfIz16qxcOYUMyhnOcw3XKX8HIZZ-utFSFt7CeGaSy48H4VJtFB5Qg1ZULiHEg7a_hm5aSeR2q0zc-GdoSexj0FQLCG4zFl5WLsNQNWKq7RcEABCo-TuOiQEDTJ9H_3PCud5g7x-e/s320/blues.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464622522034044706" border="0" /></a></span>p/s:<span style="font-weight: bold;"> seems like man u won't win any trophies this season, same goes to other red teams (liverpool and arsenal.) <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">SURELY BLUE IS THE COLOUR FOR THIS SEASON</span>.</span>amir 'ifwathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08803674559559203751noreply@blogger.com2