Saturday, January 12, 2013

3rd Anniversary 2013.

MUahaha! Sodar tak sodar, eden punye blog dh berumur 3 tahun... walaupun takde post lngsung utk tahun 2012 tp utk 2013 mungkin ad post2 dn cerita2 yg menarik. Sper tahu kan? Dh umur aq pun dh msuk 16 tahun. Result PMR? naaa...cter taun lps tak payah nk ungkit. All i wanna say is, Happy New Year  and Happy Anniversary.


Friday, May 27, 2011

Tasik Biru!

Assalamualaikum! Tasik Biru have u all heard bout' it? Agk r, first2 aq dgr pun xheran pun igt tasik biru nie biru cam tasik,sungai,air yg biru bese2 tu. Last2....dgr cter den dlu

Pada suatu pagi yg indah, disaat burung berkicauan dan deruman keter yg siap sedia nk pi kenduri menyambut menantu di Bukit Ibam, dimana terletaknya juga Tasik Biru nie. Mengambil masa 1 1/2 jam jgk la perjalanannye dari Pekan. Selepas melakukan bnde2 wajib di kenduri menyambut menantu nie, melencong la ke Tasik Biru.
Ini la rupe Tasik Biru, biru bebenor! Tokojut  jgk den tgok!
HAha apa lg! Posing r! Bkn snng nk berkunjung ke  tmpt nie lg. (Just ignore the rubbish)

.POSE.

Until next time,,,,

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Kehidupan Sebagai Seorang Pekerja

Blog kali nie aq akan ceritekan pengalaman sebagai seorang pekerje. Aq keje dua hari jer, sbbnyer aq xleh bgtau r :D. Pd asalnya aq xnk keje, sbnrnye aq nk mkn angin jer jln2 kat Kuantan. Menginap kat umah mak sedare aq selame 3 hari 2 mlm. Mak sedare aq nie ader sebuah restoran yg bername Umie Corner, terletak di Pusat Perdagangan Bandar Indera Mahkota, Kuantan. Aq igt, aq g restoran dier dpt la lynan VIP, xwat pe2. Last2 restoran tu dpt PEKERJA FREE!!! No payment!! Geram igt dpt gaji, rupenyer TIDAK!
Tgk la gelagat aq nie semase bekeje.
  
 Nie lah uniform pekerje kat restoran tu (pakai apron jer :D)
 Geram tul r! Bila aq tgh berkeje keras ( wat2 rajin dpn tauke igtkan dpt gaji lebih) tibe2 jer selsema dtg berjangkit. Mulelah aq terbersin-bersin. Yg lg letihnyer, tiap kali nk bersin jer kne pi kluar! Supaya kuman2 dari bersin aq x melekat pd pinggan mangkuk :D


Alamak kantoi la plak! Lah jd seorang waiter mne ader shift, so curi tulang jer! Sorry ya tauke! 


 Yg buruk2 nie errr i mean yg hensem2 nie abg sedare aq, aq panggil dier abg Amd. Dier ialah cashier kat restoran nie.


 Cyber Cafe?! Noo, just abg Am's laptop n her girlfren :D. Biler pelanggan xder jer, pa lg FACEBOOK-ing la

Pabila ku bosan, aq akan menyanyi di dpn pelanggan mengguna sebatang penyapu sebagai mic. (pdhal kedai dh nk tutup) 


Hari kedua. Seawal 7.00 pg, aq dh kne g restoran. Sampai2 jer, sume dh wat keje. Biller aq g dapur je, terlihat seorang chef amatur tgh menggoreng maggi! Tgk api tu! Bahaye tu! Fuyoo! Fulamak! Apsal aq over sgt nie?

Errr....bdk nie abg sedare aq gak. Bru form 3, abis2 PMR trus keje kat restoran parent dier. Aq panggil dier Mat Nor. Bdk agk loser sket r. X thu r bende aq nk cter psl dier?! SKIP!!!


Nescafe Shake! Merupekan minuman utama restoran ini. Baru Syiok!! 


 Lihatlah!! Ketangkasan dan kemahiran tauke restoran nie menggoreng mi ! Dan aq yg kne jd tukang rase, bleh thn gak r (pedas giiller!!!)


Nie abg Amd dan aweknyer Kak Ain. Kak Ain nie merupekan seorang waiter,cooker, dan cashier. Fulamak 3 in 1, susah dpt pekerje camnie....

Itu sajer lah blog ku wat kali nie

Maher Zain - Awaken




We were given so many prizes
We changed the desert into oasis
We built buildings of different lengths and sizes
And we felt so very satisfied
We bought and bought
We couldn’t stop buying
We gave charity to the poor ’cause
We couldn’t stand their crying
We thought we paid our dues
But in fact
To ourselves we’re just lying
Oh
I’m walking with my head lowered in shame from my place
I’m walking with my head lowered from my race
Yes it’s easy to blame everything on the west
When in fact all focus should be on ourselves
We were told what to buy and we’d bought
We went to London, Paris and
We made show we were seen in the most exlusive shops
Yes we felt so very satisfied
We felt our money gave us infinite power
We forgot to teach our children about history and honor
We didn’t have any time to lose
When we were.. (were)
So busy feeling so satisfied
I’m walking with my head lowered in shame from my place
I’m walking with my head lowered from my race
Yes it’s easy to blame everything on the west
When in fact all focus should be on ourselves
We became the visuals without a soul
despite the heat
Our homes felt so empty and cold
To fill the emptiness
We bought and bought
Maybe all the fancy cars
And bling will make us feel satisfied
My dear brother and sister
It’s time to change inside
Open your eyes
Don’t throw away what’s right aside
Before the day comes
When there’s nowhere to run and hide
Now ask yourself ’cause Allah’s watching you
Is He satisfied?
Is Allah satisfied?
Is Allah satisfied?
Is Allah satisfied?
Oh
I’m walking with my head lowered in shame from my place
I’m walking with my head lowered from my race
Yes it’s easy to blame everything on the west
When in fact all focus should be on ourselves

Maher Zain - Hold My Hand




I hear the flower’s kinda crying loud
The breeze’s sound in sad
Oh no
Tell me when did we become,
So cold and empty inside
Lost a way long time ago
Did we really turn out blind
We don’t see that we keep hurting each other no
All we do is just fight
Now we share the same bright sun,
The same round moon
Why don’t we share the same love
Tell me why not
Life is shorter than most have thought
Hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
Turn around and see what we have left behind
Hold my hand my friend
We can save the good spirit of me and you
For another chance
And let’s pray for a beautiful world
A beautiful world I share with you
Children seem like they’ve lost their smile
On the new blooded playgrounds
Oh no
How could we ignore , heartbreaking crying sounds
And we’re still going on
Like nobody really cares
And we just stopped feeling all the pain because
Like it’s a daily basic affair
Now we share the same bright sun,
The same round moon
Why don’t we share the same love
Tell me why not
Life is shorter than most have thought
Hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
Turn around and see what we have left behind
Hold my hand my friend
We can save the good spirit of me and you
For another chance
And let’s pray for a beautiful world
A beautiful world I share with you
No matter how far I might be
I’m always gonne be your neighbor
There’s only one small planet where to be
So I’m always gonna be your neighbor
We cannot hide, we can’t deny
That we’re always gonna be neighbors
You’re neighbor, my neighbor
We’re neighbors
So hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
Turn around and see what have left behind
So hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
Turn around and see what have left behind
Hold my hand my friend
We can save the good spirit of me and you
For another chance
And let’s pray for a beautiful world
A beautiful world I share with you

Monday, December 6, 2010

Maher Zain’s Biography



Maher Zain
Maher Zain
Fascinated by the music and instruments, Maher got his first keyboard when he was only ten and ever since music officially became part of Maher’s world.
The family moved to Sweden when Maher was only 8, where he continued his schooling, and later entered university and got a Bachelors degree in Aeronautical Engineering. With things changing around him, one thing remained the same – his strong passion for music. He would spend late nights at school with his friends where they would sing, rap, compose and experiment with music in every way. It didn’t take him long to realize that music became an integral part of who he is.
After being involved for a while in the music scene as a music producer, Maher was introduced to RedOne, a gifted music producer who was fast rising in the music scene in Sweden. Maher started working with RedOne and later moved to New York. For a few years he was in the middle of the hot rush of the NY music industry, working with chart topping artists such as Kat Deluna on her debut album including smash hits ‘Whine up’ and ‘Run the Show’. Maher had what many would describe as a dream job for someone so young in such a glamorous business, but for Maher it felt like this was far from what he would call ‘the dream’, “I loved the music but I hated everything that surrounded it, it always felt like something wasn’t right”.
In January 2009, Maher Zain decided to work on an album that reflects his identity – Arab, Western and Muslim – and signed with Awakening Records. Maher’s debut album Thank Youa Allah reached the number 1 spot on Amazon’s World Music charts and number 9 on the R&B charts.
In January 2010, in a music competition organized by Nujoom FM (Egypt’s biggest music radion station) Maher’s track ‘Ya Nabi Salam Alayka’ was voted as the best song for 2009. Runners up included big names like Hussein Aljismi, Mohammed Mounir and Sami Yusuf. Maher has already performed at sold out concerts in Algeria, Australia, Belgium, Canada, Egypt, England, France, Holland, Sweden, and the US amongst others and is fast becoming the ‘next superstar of Islamic music’.

Ntah k=naper kepale aq nie asyik nk blog psl Maher Zain jer...so aq tunaikan aper yg kepale aq nk hehehe

Maher Zain - The Chosen One | ماهر زين - المختار


In a time of darkness and greed
It is your light that we need
You came to teach us how to live
Muhammad Ya Rasool Allah

You were so caring and kind
Your soul was full of light
You are the best of mankind
Muhammad Khaira Khalqillah
Sallu ‘ala Rasulillah, Habib Al Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One

From luxury you turned away
And all night you would pray
Truthful in every word you say
Muhammad Ya Rasul Allah

Your face was brighter than the sun
Your beauty equaled by none
You are Allah’s Chosen One
Muhammad Khaira Khalqillah
Sallu ‘ala Rasulillah, Habib Al Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One

I will try to follow your way
And do my best to live my life
As you taught me
I pray to be close to you
On that day and see you smile
When you see me
Sallu ‘ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One

Sallu ‘ala Rasulillah, Habibi Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One