<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486</id><updated>2012-01-10T12:28:00.045+08:00</updated><category term='Vacation'/><category term='birthday dedication'/><title type='text'>Along the way</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-8203736588767632336</id><published>2011-10-24T12:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T11:52:19.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifes...</title><content type='html'>Dis week will be the final week for our maid to be around, starting next week, I'll be maid-less, t4 I have to send both Zulfan n Zafran to nursery, eventho I'm not so keen in sending Zafran to nursery yet since he is only 1 year and 2 mths, but I have no other choice, no one is there to look after him at home, except my dad and my mum (by end of dec), but I do not want to burden them with looking after my kids after all these years, they have been looking after me n my 4 other siblings diligently. Its always been my prayer tat everything will be alrite and both my kids will be Ok in nursery, one thing i normaly worried of is their health...n d most i can do is to pray for the best, May Allah protects both of my sons from all bad things be it in term of health, environment, surroundings or people Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maid-less meaning I will have to re-start my old routine in doing all the house chores alone, x apa buat jak...as usual I had prepred a basic schedule in doing all the things...as for house chores I'm not so worried about it tho I'll be extremely bz wit 2 super lasak boys, my motto will always be just do it, do not think about how it was in the past or how it will be in future, just face watever in front of me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only tat our schedule now is not final since next year, zulfan will start his pre-school at different school and mr.hubby will start his LLM in PM. Meaning to say I will have to re-adjust my things and life back in Leecas Villa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Mr.hubby pursuing his master, actly we both applied for the same scholarship but in the end only his application granted and mine was rejected even after appealing,even during the interview they did gave me some hints that they might not be able to grant both application as we are both husband and wife, but at that point of time, I did not stop hoping and praying for the best, yes, I was sad about it as I've been working on it since last year, studying all the procedures, pros and cons if both studying wit two small kids but yet I believe Allah knows best wat is best for all of us, I believed wat ever happen, it happens wit reason, tho it is my dream to be able to hold an LLM degree but maybe the time has yet to come, really hoping that one day I will be able to do so Insya Allah...its only tat in two years time Zulfan will then enter his 1st year in primary school and I had slight doubt on my ability to cope wit my own study, his study, Zafran's development and household affairs...mr.hubby had once suggested I do it through research as I can still be in KK, I don't know, as at now I guess I'll just leave the idea open and concentrate on my kids and my job as mr.hubby will not be around for about 1 year...sob sob sob :(..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wit my other part not being around next year meaning I will have to do everything alone, sending kids to school and nursery, buying groceries and supplies, paying all bills etc etc huhuhu, I keep telling myself that I can do it as I have to do it and I will do it for the sake of Allah, my amanah towards my beloved kids and my dearie hubby, my only hope and prayers that Allah will always be with me, helping me in discharging all my duties and May Allah make things easy for me Amin Ya Rabbal'alamin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-8203736588767632336?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8203736588767632336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/10/lifes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8203736588767632336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8203736588767632336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/10/lifes.html' title='Lifes...'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-2328785225683201976</id><published>2011-10-24T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:06:08.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Segenggam tabah</title><content type='html'>Aku rasa pernah sekali aku post lagu ni dlm one of my post but x sure in dis blog or frenster tp aku mahu post skali lagi lirik lagu ini sbgai penguat semangat di kala diri trasa sgt lemah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segenggam Tabah&lt;br /&gt;Album : Tiada Lagi Kasih&lt;br /&gt;Munsyid : In-Team&lt;br /&gt;http://liriknasyid.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertali arus dugaan tiba&lt;br /&gt;Menakung sebak airmata&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak pernah pun setitis&lt;br /&gt;Gugur berderai di pipi&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ditempah hidup sengsara&lt;br /&gt;Suratan nasib yang melanda&lt;br /&gt;Menongkah badai bergelora&lt;br /&gt;Diredah bersendirian&lt;br /&gt;Bagaikan camar pulang senja&lt;br /&gt;Patah sayapnya tetap terbang jua&lt;br /&gt;Sekadar secicip rezeki&lt;br /&gt;Buat yang sedang rindu menanti&lt;br /&gt;Segenggam tabah dipertahankan&lt;br /&gt;Buat bekalan di perjalanan&lt;br /&gt;Kau bebat luka yang berdarah&lt;br /&gt;Kau balut hati yang calar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telah tertulis suratan nasibmu&lt;br /&gt;Derita buatmu ada hikmahnya&lt;br /&gt;Terlukis senyum di bibir lesu&lt;br /&gt;Tak siapa tahu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Biarpun keruh air di hulu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah jernih di muara&lt;br /&gt;Biarpun jenuh hidup dipalu&lt;br /&gt;Pasti bertemu tenangnya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senilagu : Fadzli Far East Senikata : ITO Lara (Gurindam Entertainment) Hakcipta : Inteam Records Sdn. 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Penerbit : Fadzli Far East Susunan Muzik : Firdaus Mahmud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah walaupun ujian datang melanda namun aku masih punya suami yg sentiasa di sisi dan keluarga yg tidak pernah jemu2 menghulurkan bantuan di kala aku memerlukan, terima kasih Ya Allah, sekurang2nya aku tidak bersendirian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-2328785225683201976?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2328785225683201976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/10/segenggam-tabah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/2328785225683201976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/2328785225683201976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/10/segenggam-tabah.html' title='Segenggam tabah'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-1413841972090152432</id><published>2011-08-15T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T10:52:12.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah...</title><content type='html'>Entri hari akan berkisar tntg kesyukuran aku...Alhamdulillah hari ini dua kes settle, x nd for trial, clear sikit mind aku mo cuti next wik :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah juga hari ini aku dimaklumkan bonus yg dijanjikn kerajaan akan dibyr masuk dlm akaun setiap pekrja d big G, syukur Ya Allah, sekurang2nya blhlah bikin byr kuih raya, oh ya talking about kuih raya, i managed to make two types of kuih raya last weekend, tart nanas yg x smpt buat last year sbb bersalin awal n chocolate chip cookies ala2 famous amos, Alhamdulillah, tho dlm kelam kelibut maid cuti last wikend dgn bantuan dua adik tercinta berjaya juga aku menyempurnakan hjt incik hubby yg berkehendakkan tart nenas tradisional, got d recipe from internet as usual d shape mcm ok sdh just d taste yg aku rasa mcm ada sesuatu yg lacking mcm kurang lemak tp yg penting org yg berkehendak tu ckp ok, bulihlah labu n incik hubby pun bkn suka sgt kalau trlampau lemak, as for d chocolate chip cookies, aku rasa blh dikatakan berjaya dgn jayanya cuma next time i'm gonna add cocoa powder so akan lebih terangkat huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah juga zulfan at d age of 4 yrs n 6 months manage to recite Al-Fatihah tho not tat fluent yet as i jz started teaching him i gez wat about 2-3 weeks ago, n as at d moment he managed to memorize d first three ayah, Alhamdulillah, wat i did was i'd ask him to recite d surah together wit me before he goes to sleep, n also whenever we were in d car, i will play d cd reciting d Qur'an syukur Ya Allah mudah2an Zulfan terus belajar, semoga diberi keterangan hati, ketajaman minda dan kecerdasan akal dlm mencari ilmu yg bermanfaat dunia dan akhirat seterusnya menjadi anak yg soleh, cemerlang dunia dan akhirat Amin Ya Rabbal'alamin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah juga zafran at d age of 11 months +++, managed to stand witout assistance longer than usual n will make about three steps ahead before jatuh terduduk :), he loves to babble also, n he also loves to dance whenever he hear any music...siap buat tgn ala igal2... zafran juga  skrg kalau dgr azan di tv dia akan dgr dgn senyap for about 1 minute, dgr dgn khusyuk pula tu Alhamdulilah mudah2an minat &lt;br /&gt;kepada ayat2 Allah ini akan berterusan, semoga juga Zafran diberi keterangan hati, ketajaman minda dan kecerdasan akal dlm mencari ilmu yg bermanfaat dunia dan akhirat seterusnya menjadi anak yg soleh cemerlang dunia dan akhirat Amin Ya Rabbal'alamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pasti segala yang baik itu dari Allah SWT, aku hanya mampu berusaha, berdoa dan seterusnya tawakkal kepadaNya, semoga usahaku ini tidak sia-sia dan semoga segala apa jua urusanku baik melibatkan suami, anak2, keluarga, tugas mahupun agama sentiasa dipermudahkan, dirahmati dan yg paling penting semoga aku mampu menjalankan tugas dan tanggungjwbku ini dgn sebaiknya dan seterusnya menghasilkan output yg baik dan diredhai olehNya Amin Ya Rabbal'alamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-1413841972090152432?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1413841972090152432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/alhamdulillah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/1413841972090152432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/1413841972090152432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah...'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-2574657009939650817</id><published>2011-07-29T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T12:55:16.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday 28th July 2011 was d day when zafran had made his first attempt to walk, tho its just a tiny step in his playpen, i'm happy for it, Alhamdulillah, n now he manage to stand by his own witout holding to anything for about 5 secs, again mummy is proud wit u adik :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Zulfan, his new skills sought is writing his own name and d alphabet, Alhamdulillah, mummy is proud wit u abang an (d name chosen by him :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gez tats it for now, will write again if there is any interesting thing to write, till then d blog adjourned sine die...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-2574657009939650817?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2574657009939650817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/07/milestone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/2574657009939650817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/2574657009939650817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/07/milestone.html' title='Milestone...'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-8349760334934714485</id><published>2011-06-24T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:50:32.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D 2nd apple of my eye</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, my 2nd hero zafran is 9 mths +++ now. But, due to my endless busyness, i have not write anythng on him in dis blog of mine, apologize mummy for tat dear...nway, will try to jot down somethng here now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At d age of 9 mths +++, he is very active, cheerful, love to smile n love to 'cubit' people as well. As for sleeping, in d morning, its hard to put him to sleep more than an hour, d most is one hour. But as for nite, Alhamdulillah he can sleep thru until morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok d above text was typed a month ago n yet to be published n now zafran is 10 mths +++, currently he can stand by holding on chair n can make few steps, assisted of course :), hopefuly he could master d skill of walking soon Amin...he also can crawl very fast now, d art of crawling was skipped by zulfan when he was zafran's age, after standing steadily, he straight away make his first step n witout any crawling, well diff kids have their own path of development...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now as well, zafran know how to wave goodbye, do flying kiss n when we ask him to smile he will definitely grinned to u, when we asked him to "main mata" he will close his eyes:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At d age of 10 months now, zafran had a total of 6 teeth n i had started brushing his teeth, oh yes due to rapid growth of teeth nowadays, he lovees to bite as well, be it someone's shoulder, arms or even his own hands...sakit ok dia gigit...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess tats it for now, will write again in near future...blog adjourned sine die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-8349760334934714485?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8349760334934714485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/06/d-2nd-apple-of-my-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8349760334934714485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8349760334934714485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/06/d-2nd-apple-of-my-eye.html' title='D 2nd apple of my eye'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-8999806507096284269</id><published>2011-04-28T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T10:27:40.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhasabah diri</title><content type='html'>Sekadar renungan dan peringatan buat diri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Orang yang tidak pernah atau tidak merasa bahagia adalah orang yang tidak bersyukur"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bukan pangkat dan kedudukan yang dinilai oleh Allah tapi amal dan perbuatan yang akan dihitung bagi menentukan kedudukan sebenar kita di akhirat kelak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu, janganlah bersedih, berhentilah mengeluh, nikmati kehidupan dan sekiranya kehidupan sangat susah dan berat, ingatlah ada ramai lagi orang lain yang susah. Bersyukurlah apa yang dikurniakan buat kita hari ini. Hatta keupayaan kita menghirup udara segar dan masih bernafas bagi mencukupkan bekal kita di akhirat nanti adalah satu rahmat yang tidak ternilai harganya. Wallahu'alam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-8999806507096284269?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8999806507096284269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/muhasabah-diri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8999806507096284269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8999806507096284269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/muhasabah-diri.html' title='Muhasabah diri'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-3397849361001414083</id><published>2011-03-10T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T10:48:32.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah lamanya...</title><content type='html'>Lamanya sudah blog ni tidak bertulis apa2 yg pasti ini semua akibat kesibukan yang memanjang...hmmm. Nway quick update includes:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anak sudah 2 hehehe zafran born on 31st august 2010, Alhamdulillah syukur ke hadrat Illahi yang memudahkan segalanya - cerita yang sgt basi tp mau tulis jugak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Zulfan turns 4 on last 24th february...stil in playschool Insya Allah next year baru aku kasi masuk tadika Alhamdulillah mudah2an anak2ku membesar dengan sihat, baik dan cemerlang dunia dan akhirat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 8.3.2011 marks the 7th years of my service to d big G..Alhamdulillah mcm2 sdh yg aku tempuh dan hadapi tapi yg penting aku bekerja demi mencari keredhaan Illahi Insya Allah dan seterusnya membantu suami dan kedua orang tua dalam menjana ekonomi keluarga...mudah2an segala urusan dipermudahkan &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Actually byk lagi yg berlaku di sekeliling aku tp yg pasti ini antara yg penting..mudah2an Allah terus mengurniakan rahmat dan hidayahNya kepada kami sekeluarga Amin Ya Rabbal'alamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again d blog adjourned sine dine, next entry tidak pasti lagi bila...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-3397849361001414083?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3397849361001414083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/wah-lamanya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3397849361001414083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3397849361001414083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/wah-lamanya.html' title='Wah lamanya...'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-8230294707183036160</id><published>2010-08-26T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:06:11.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final week - things to be done...</title><content type='html'>Minggu ni akan jadi minggu terakhir aku keja b4 cuti rehat dan seterusnya cuti bersalin tapi yang pasti minggu ini juga menjadi minggu yang sangat sibuk menghabiskan ground yang bertimbun, Alhamdulillah daripada 13 grounds yang pending, sekarang tinggal 2, huhuhu ini pun sampai bawa fail balik rumah semata2 untuk dilangsaikan sebelum start cuti, aku malas nanti time cuti ofis call2 tanya keja yang x siap ni, tensi aku, jadi seboleh2 sebelum cuti ni semua harus dibereskan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu ni juga aku start mengemas beg untuk ke hospital, everything almost ready, tinggal keja2 mensteril botol2 susu dan pam saja yang belum buat n kemas rumah di PP coz seminggu lepas raya PIL akan datang melawat all d way from melaka, best2, tapi yang agak kurang best tu aku x blh makan masak lemak my MIL buat sebab tgh pantang huhuhu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum bersalin juga aku ingat mau buat kuih gunting n tart nanas tradisional 4 mr.hubby, dia x mahu tart nenas yang gulung2 atau tart yang macam bentuk angsa tu,mau juga tart yang pakai acuan dan letak jem nenas di tengah2 tu, apa nak buat,ikutkan aje labu, bila dia sebut mahu makan secara automatik aku pun berliur mau makan ni hehehe, jadi kesimpulannya kena buat juga biarpun sikit sebelum bersalin, nanti time pantang surely x blh makan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila ditulis list things to be done ni,macam byk lagi yang perlu dibuat tapi x apa bak kata mr.hubby, buat satu2 n slow2 jgn paksa diri sampai tensi...ok time to do grounds...matter adjourned...sine die...( y sine die? sbbnya seperti biasa ntah bila lagi aku akan update blog ni hehehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-8230294707183036160?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8230294707183036160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/final-week-things-to-be-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8230294707183036160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8230294707183036160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/final-week-things-to-be-done.html' title='final week - things to be done...'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-5317082313565779216</id><published>2010-08-11T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T11:28:33.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahlan Wa Sahlan Ya Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah hari ini hari ke-3 umat Islam berpuasa dan Alhamdulillah walaupun tgh sarat mengandung 35 weeks aku masih mampu berpuasa, syukur sangat, niat di hati mau berpuasa sehingga ke hari untuk dibedah...(which is about 3 weeks from today 13.8.2010)...ohh seramnya...tapi sudah set dalam mind kena c-sect jugak atas sebab-sebab kesihatan...walaupun takut kena buat jugak so yang boleh buat sekarang doa dan tawakkaltu'alal Allah mudah-mudahan semuanya dipermudahkan dan dilancarkan proses yang terlibat bermula dari kena bedah, proses penyembuhan, penjagaan anak dan seterusnya proses menyusukan anak, ya Insya Allah dis time aku berniat untuk bf baby no.2 selama yang mungkin, kalau diizinkan Allah sampai dua tahun... Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proses berpuasa kali ini aku try makan supplement from shaklee, Alhamdulillah semuanya berjalan lancar setakat ini, tidak ada heartburn yang teruk dan tidak lemah atau penat yang amat, kira oklah kan, mudah-mudahan berkekalan nikmat kesihatan ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu isu bermain dalam fikiran sekarang tentang if tidak puasa sebab bersalin dan selepas itu nifas adakah perlu ganti puasa sahaja atau kena bayar fidyah sahaja? ini mahu cari guru agama tanya, ada baca dalam majalah and buku, ada beberapa pendapat yang aku dapat, ada cakap hanya ganti puasa dan tidak payah bayar fidyah dan ada juga cakap kena buat dua-dua, which in d end make me so confuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu lagi isu berkaitan mandi wiladah i.e. mandi selepas bersalin, tentang bila kena mandi wiladah ada yang cakap hanya apabila bersalin tidak keluar nifas kena mandi wiladah ada yang cakap lepas bersalin sahaja kena mandi wiladah tidak kra ada darah nifas atau tidak, ish ish gimana nih?... aku dapat tahu juga lepas c-sect kalau mahu mandi kena tunggu beberapa hari dan ada yang beberapa minggu dan ada juga yang cakap boleh mandi tapi bahagian jahitan kena tutup dengan plastik dan ada juga yang cakap kalau basah jugak kena pastikan bahagian yang dijahit itu dikeringkan sekering-keringnya kalau boleh pakai hair dryer, preferably hair dryer wap sejuk, which I had bought yesterday...any idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu bab bengkung, ni sudah agak terkeluar dari topik bulan Ramadhan hehehe tapi aku kena fikir jugak sekarang..., bengkung yang orang cakap sesuai for c-sect is yang zap on tapi yang aku x pasti brand apa yang bagus? ada nampak several abdominal binder di watson, guardian n happy mums di luyang tapi x tau kesannya kepada bahagian luka, ada yang cakap it is recommended because it will support the wound area so tat cepat sikit baik, ada juga yang cakap tidak boleh pakai bengkung, so how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bab pemakanan untuk luka selepas bedah pulak ramai yang suggest gel gamat, pati ikan haruan dan vit c, isu yang bermain di fikiran sekarang apa brand gel gamat yang bagus dan as for pati ikan haruan aku ada ambil dulu time zulfan sebab orang bagi dan Alhamdulillah serasi dan boleh ditelan dengan jayanya walaupun agak rasa kicap bila minum :(    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isu-isu ini bermain hebat dalam fikiran, banyak cousin yang pernah c-sect tapi macam-macam cara penjagaan yang ada dan all of them chinese jadi bab mandi, bengkung ni tidak jadi isu sangat...yang pasti aku sekarang dalam kebingungan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-5317082313565779216?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5317082313565779216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/ahlan-wa-sahlan-ya-ramadhan.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5317082313565779216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5317082313565779216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/ahlan-wa-sahlan-ya-ramadhan.html' title='Ahlan Wa Sahlan Ya Ramadhan'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-3513232412172696673</id><published>2010-07-22T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T16:24:30.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy like bee</title><content type='html'>It's been almost 2 mnths since the last time I posted something here in my blog. Reasons being busy with work n busy preparing for d arrival of ano Mr.Hubby's junior. Honestly, dis time around, I am more busy compared when i was pregnant last time wit zulfan. Now at 32 weeks, I still have not prepare my beg for hospital, I have not wash any napkins or clothes for d 2nd MZZ, playpen stil in its beg, all the bedsheet n pillows cover pending to be found...huhuhu apa nak jadi, not forgetting office work wit several rulings n grounds pending...semput nafas bila fikir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I'm really bz...n now i don know wat else to write coz there are so many things pending in my mind...nama 2nd MZZ pun belum start cari...huhuhu...sudah... berhenti mengeluh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-3513232412172696673?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3513232412172696673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-like-bee.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3513232412172696673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3513232412172696673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-like-bee.html' title='busy like bee'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-3933416894868412040</id><published>2010-05-13T08:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:58:44.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buang tebiat pagi2</title><content type='html'>lama sudah x menulis apa2 di blogku ini, sibuk yang terlampau sehingga susah mau cari masa menulis...tp yang pasti, pagi ni aku rasa malas dan buhsan yang teramat mahu buat keja, walaupun tau keja byk, so memang kebiasaan aku kalau malas dan buhsan lagu raya adalah terapi yang cukup berkesan, tidak percaya cuba buat pada satu hari yang terasa sgt malas, pasang lagu raya kuat2 di ofis macam yang aku buat sekarang, best oh...tidak dinafikan mood hari raya biasanya lebih dihayati oleh kanak2, tapi aku rasa tidak salah sekali sekala kita jadi mcm budak2 sebab percaya atau tidak dalam diri setiap daripada kita akan sentiasa ada unsur kanak2 yang sebenarnya mampu meredakan sedikit ketensionan seharian menghadap keja ofis yang tidak akan pernah habis, so jom ramai2 kita berhari raya sambil mendengar lagu raya, kalau mahu makan kuih raya, ketupat and rendang, itu rasanya kena tunggu hari raya betul2 lah hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeT04Cu1ksA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeT04Cu1ksA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya tahun ini juga agak berbeza dengan raya tahun-tahun sebelum ini sebab tahun ni Insya Allah adik zulfan akan turut berhari raya, kalau ikut, due date yang doctor scan hari tu 10.9.2010 tat means betul2 jatuh on hari raya pertama...tidak dapat bayangkan macammana tapi yang pasti kalau aku terpaksa c-sect, aku ingat aku mau save byk2 lagu raya dalam cd and minta hospital tu pasang lagu2 tu time operation hahaha...gerenti budak tu nanti kaki lagu raya mcm aku jugak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-3933416894868412040?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3933416894868412040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/buang-tebiat-pagi2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3933416894868412040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3933416894868412040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/buang-tebiat-pagi2.html' title='buang tebiat pagi2'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-6906008305464504177</id><published>2010-03-30T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:29:27.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official announcement</title><content type='html'>Drum roll...announcing the incoming second bundle of joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, after registering myself at Klinik Desa Likas, after the nurse done with the full check up including "touching belly session" which I don't really like, it's confirmed that I am now (as at 26.3.2010) 16 weeks pregnant.Oh yes... while doing check up, as usual the nurse will ask my job n my work place, after telling them, they started asking Y i go for check up at government clinic n not private, as they said people like me (they said) normally will go to private. My reason first because I am working with the government and my hubby also working with d government so the facilities had been given for free, why not and if let say there is any complication they will still refer me to the government hospital, Which of course hopefully there is no major complication...and it so happened that I had the 3rd degree tear last time t4 they have my file and all medical history in there, IOW easy reference and the doctor know my case better...although I do have several experiences wit d nurses in HL...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually a bit late for the registration due to tonnes of workload recently. With d registration at Klinik Desa Likas, officially now also I have to go for two appointments every month, another one is with Hospital Likas. No serious complications but due to my 3rd degree tear last time, doctor said they need to monitor me and the baby as to determine whether I cud have a normal delivery or c-sect...huhuhu sounds scary...though I have several cousins n friends had d experience of c-sect, I am still scared...I gez it's more on d recovery process...with normal deliver it took only 1 week for the recovery but wit c-sect i heard it will be a bit longer huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for this time around, Alhamdulillah I did not have terrible morning /evening sickness like wat I experienced during Zulfan's time, I only experienced nauseous every each meal but nothing go out, thank God...&lt;br /&gt;I am easily tired and sleepy now and hungry every 1-2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Another weird experience, I can cook and i can stand the smell of onion or garlic but I cud not stand it when my maid or my mum is cooking, I have to lock myself in the room until they finish cooking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting about Zulfan, he is also extra "manja" nowadays maybe because people said that small children cud actually sense the arrival of a new member in the family...he wants to sleep beside me all night...he wants me to feed and bathe him...manja kan?...never mind zulfan, anything 4 u dear..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gez that is all for the time being, will write more later...a bit more lazy than b4 and hungry as wel, need to find something to eat :) y lah kk don't have gardenia butter scoth?...I am now also craving for ayam kg masak lemak cooked by my MIL.. sedapnya can't wait to go back to malacca this coming May...hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-6906008305464504177?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6906008305464504177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/03/official-announcement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/6906008305464504177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/6906008305464504177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/03/official-announcement.html' title='Official announcement'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-2714011855167079646</id><published>2010-01-19T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:42:59.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lamanya tidak update</title><content type='html'>OK aku sedar dan tau sudah lama aku tinggalkan blogku ini bukan tidak ada idea tapi tidak ada masa sibuk jak slalu ni...yang pasti walaupun tahun 2010 sudah kita duduki selama 19 hari tapi rasanya tidak terlewat aku mau cakap sikit pasal azam tahun baru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spt biasa aku jarang ada azam yang kukuh stiap kali tahun baru menjelma cuma yg slalu aku ingtkan diri aku yg cepat lupa ini adalah jangan tensi2, buat kerja satu2, family mesti diutamakan n kebajikan diri sendiri n family perkara utama dalam hidup sebab kalau kita tidak jaga diri kita baik2, kesihatan badan dan emosi kita baik2, kalau ada masalah di kemudian hari jgn harap org lain mau tolong kecuali diri sendiri dan family terchenta, coz i believe only them will owez be at my side no matter in wat situation...so walaupun tanggungjawab dan beban tugas menimbun, jz relax, cool down, cari masa utk relax dan buat perancangan yang terbaik dan yang pasti perancangan yang bersesuaian dengan kemampuan diri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next hapdate yang juga penting dalam blog ini adalah berkenaan anakku tersayang Tn.kecil Zulfan, banyak yang dia sudah pandai sampai agak sukar untuk aku sebut satu persatu di sini, oklah untuk tatapan dan imbauan zulfan di masa akan datang, ini adalah antara perkembangan zulfan setakat hari ini 19.1.2010 di kala zulfan berumur 2tahun 10 bulan 25 hari:-&lt;br /&gt;1. Zulfan sudah boleh bezakan dengan jayanya aeroplane, helikopter n jet bagus2 anakku dan tahniah abahnya kerana berjaya menerapkan minat2mu itu kepada zulfan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sudah tahu several words in both BM n English n bila kita sebut sesuatu like "moon" dia akan cakap bukanlah itu "bulan" ataupun zulfan tengok tu aeroplane dia akan jawab bukanlah itu kapal terbang, another example zulfan tengok tu ada kapal laut dia akan jawab bukanlah itu ship...hmm iyekan ajelah ye tuan2 dan puan2 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. perkataan favorite dia sekarang "tiada pun" especially bila kita cakap jangan main di bilik ada cockroach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sangat manja yang teramat sangat mungkin dia sudah boleh sense yang dia akan jadi abang...yang mana makan mesti aku suap, mandi mesti aku kasi mandi, pergi toilet mesti aku temankan, minum ubat aku yang mesti kasi minum...huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. setiap malam mesti mau tidur sebelah mummy walaupun sudah letak di tilam dia, tengah malam tengok2 ada sudah dia di sebelah aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. sangat suka tengok magazines atau buku pasal aircraft,siap bawa tidur lagi n simpan di tepi bantal, so yang jadi mangsa adalah majalah dan buku2 suami terchenta yang sudah menjadi koleksi bertahun lamanya, apa boleh buat dia mahu tengok terpaksa bagilah bang kan...tapi yang bagusnya Zulfan dia pandai selak majalah atau buku tu elok2, Alhamdulillah setakat ini tidak ada plak yang koyak, setakat terlipat di tepi sikit tu adalah tapi itu masih boleh dimaafkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. lebih independent sekarang dalam bab2 kerja2 yang orang tua boleh buat cthnya baju kalau ada butang, dia  mahu butang sendiri, seluar sarung sendiri tapi seperti biasa kalau aku ada, mahu aku ada juga di depan dia menengok sesi memakai baju, mahu minum air akan ambil sendiri cawan dari atas meja dan ambil air dari water dispenser, up to the extent one time semua orang bz, aku mahu masak di bawah, aunty jiji tgh sembahyang, grandmanya di bilik, si kawan x tertahan mau pooh terus pergi bilik mandi n pooh, mungkin dia takut duduk di toilet bowl takut jatuh sebab selalu kami yang kasi duduk, lepas selesai urusan pooh siap mahu cuci sendiri lagi n simbah air sekeliling bilik mandi bagi memastikan sisa urusan pooh dapat disalurkan ke tempat yang sepatutnya...alahai anak...ish3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. sudah boleh susun permainan yg macam lego tu n buat kapal terbang, buat pistol, train n ship, kira oklah kan...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. cukup kenal dengan mickey mouse n donald duck...ini mesti selalu sgt tgk playhouse disney time di taska sbb waktu petang sambil tunggu parents datang jemput, diorang akan dibagi minum susu sambil tgk tat channel, almaklumlah time pukul 5-5.30 time slot mickey mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. oh ya sekarang kalau mahu sembahyang tidak lagi tunggu aku atau abang mahu sembahyang kalau dia mahu sembahyang biar pun tengah malam dia akan minta bukakan sejadah dan dia pun sembahyanglah sorang2 tengah2 malam, itu yang cakap dgn abang, zulfan sudah pandai sembahyang tahajjud...Alhamdulillah, mudah2an berkekalan rajin sembahyang ya Zulfan, Amin Ya Rabbal'Alamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setakat itu sahaja untuk kali ini, next, kalau ada masa jugak aku kasi upload gambar cuti2 malaysia kami last year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-2714011855167079646?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2714011855167079646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/lamanya-tidak-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/2714011855167079646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/2714011855167079646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/lamanya-tidak-update.html' title='lamanya tidak update'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-4261572472202778072</id><published>2009-12-17T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:46:50.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa akhir dan awal tahun</title><content type='html'>Sharing is caring, let's recite this du'a today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOA AKHIR TAHUN HIJRAH &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Doa Akhir Tahun dibaca 3 kali pada akhir waktu Asar atau sebelum masuk waktu Maghrib  pada akhir bulan Zulhijjah.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sesiapa yang membaca doa ini, Syaitan berkata &lt;br /&gt;"Kesusahan bagiku dan sia-sia lah pekerjaanku menggoda anak Adam pada setahun ini dan Allah binasakan &lt;br /&gt;aku satu saat jua. Dengan sebab membaca doa ini, Allah ampunkan dosanya setahun"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SymbJ-6iP7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/FLHSFMatIrw/s1600-h/doa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SymbJ-6iP7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/FLHSFMatIrw/s400/doa2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416030622699372466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; DOA AWAL TAHUN&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Doa Awal Tahun dibaca 3 kali selepas maghrib pada malam satu Muharram. Sesiapa yang membaca doa ini, Syaitan berkata&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Telah amanlah anak Adam ini daripada godaan pada tahun ini kerana Allah telah mewakilkan  &lt;br /&gt;dua Malaikat memeliharanya daripada fitnah Syaitan". &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Syma5OlpGiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QXBxObvhDZM/s1600-h/doa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Syma5OlpGiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QXBxObvhDZM/s400/doa1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416030334848932386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Hakcipta Terpelihara JAKIM © 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-4261572472202778072?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4261572472202778072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/doa-akhir-dan-awal-tahun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/4261572472202778072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/4261572472202778072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/doa-akhir-dan-awal-tahun.html' title='Doa akhir dan awal tahun'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SymbJ-6iP7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/FLHSFMatIrw/s72-c/doa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-4623544437568165720</id><published>2009-12-17T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:31:49.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green green grass of home</title><content type='html'>Lately, i listened to this song by Tom Jones every day while driving 2 work. I love dis song very much n there were a lot of memories tat i cud recall while listening to dis song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis song used to be my song of comfort when i was working in Tawau. Each time hearing dis song i'l definitely miss my family back in KK especially bapa n mummy but it's ok 2 me coz it also give me the strength to work since the main reason 4 me to work is to help my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from tat, dis song also reminds me of my childhood, where during tat time, most of the time i was taken care by my mom's eldest sister, in my hometown Papar, especially when bapa n mummy had to go outstation. Since we have no maid back then n there was no one else to look after me so i was sent to Papar to stay with my aunty there. It was a very happy and joyful experience being the most youngest among all my counsins, surely all the love, care and attention were given to me. My mum had once told me that I was quite spoilt tat time, up to the extent tat whenever my mummy or bapa scolded me, I will start folding all my clothes and put it all in a plastics while my mouth mumbling tat I want to go to my Mummy Papar's place. Wat a spoilt brat I used to be n I am still i gez hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here the song of all my memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Green Green Grass Of Home"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and there's that old oak tree I used to play on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[spoken:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I awake and look around me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at four grey wall surround me and I realize that I was only dreaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre - arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again I touch the green, green grass of home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak treeas they lay me neath the green, green grass of home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-4623544437568165720?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4623544437568165720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/green-green-grass-of-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/4623544437568165720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/4623544437568165720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/green-green-grass-of-home.html' title='Green green grass of home'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-8065024283803342431</id><published>2009-12-14T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:08:59.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No mood to maghinang</title><content type='html'>A lot of things to be done tapi mcm iskau, SKT, grounds, SKT staff huhuhu iskaunya... mcmmana ni? can't wait for cuti2 malaysia dis friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zulfan, Alhamdulillah getting better, family n frenz, TQ for all d prayers n wishes, now i need to find solution to make all d scars due 2 d chicken pox gone 4eva, hopefully Bio-Oil can do its miracle here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat's all 4 now have to go back to hinang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-8065024283803342431?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8065024283803342431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-mood-to-maghinang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8065024283803342431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8065024283803342431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-mood-to-maghinang.html' title='No mood to maghinang'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-5237939710301379818</id><published>2009-12-10T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:40:36.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zulfan &amp; Chicken Pox</title><content type='html'>Kelmarin pagi aku perasan badan zulfan panas n mulut dia ada blister, aku rasa tidak sedap hati terus check badan dia, seperti yang dijangka ada biji berair macam ruam di bahagian belakang badan, aku sudah rasa tidak sedap hati, at first aku ingat HFMD, tanya abang macammana? abang bilang tunggu dulu, tidak payah hantar taska tengok macammana tengahhari, so aku pun pergi ofis dengan hati yang sangat berat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah kerja cepat siap kemarin, pukul 11 pagi gitu aku telefon jiji dan tanya keadaan zulfan, seperti yang dijangka, biji-biji di badan zulfan bertambah, sekarang di bahagian depan, terus aku sms abang n bagitau keadaan zulfan. Then kami terus balik rumah dan bawa zulfan jumpa doktor. Doctor then cakap zulfan mungkin kena chicken pox n tanya kalau aku pernah bagi dia vaccine chicken pox, aku dgn blur2 cakap tidak pasti tapi seingat aku mcm tidak ada sebab zulfan cuma dapat standard vaccine daripada govt hospital, bila dgr standard vaccine dpd govt, dr.das trus cakap kalau gitu memang tidak ada, doktor then bagi ubat demam, ubat kurangkan gatal, calamine lotion dan ubat untuk ulser di mulut dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai jak di rumah aku trus trfikir lg si ana expecting mana boleh exposed to chicken pox coz masih early stage trus buat keputusan balik putra perdana, so kami pun berangkut balik PP, setelah seminggu lebih berkampung di likas dek abang yang terpaksa bekerja sampai lewat malam last week, dan aku angkat jiji n fitri skali..tinggallah mummy, bapa, ana n azrul di rumah likas...mummy sudah mengadu sunyi tapi mau buat macammana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then semalam, zulfan kerap kali mengigau mungkin sebab badan panas dan tidak selesa gatal badan, bila bdn makin panas, aku kasi ubat demam dan ubat tahan gatal pukul 3 pagi, as usual zulfan walaupun sakit dia akan gagah juga badan dia, Alhamdulillah dia tidak meragam dibagi ubat, siap mahu minum air sendiri lagi tapi yang aku tidak sanggup tengok tu tangan dia siap menggeletar pegang sudu minum air, aduhai anak, hampir2 aku menangis tengok, mungkin dia kesejukan, trus aku ambil sweater dia dan stokin supaya dia tidak berapa sejuk...lama juga baru dia dapat tidur balik, dalam gelap aku nampak mata dia terkelip2 mcm susah mahu tidur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi ni at 1st aku mahu cuti tapi mengingatkan ada urgent thing at office aku gagah juga setelah re-confirm berkali2 dengan jiji dia boleh handle zulfan n setelah memberi pesanan dan ingatan yg byk jugak pada fitri n jiji, semua pantang larang aku sampaikan termasuk tidak boleh goreng apa-apa n kalau mahu masak zulfan mesti ada di bilik atas etc2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengahhari tadi aku bawa juga abang balik PP sebab teringatkan tidak ada stok air kelapa untuk zulfan hari ini, jadi kamu pun balik dan hantar air kelapa untuk zulfan, tengahhari tadi biji2 ruam makin bertambah tapi mummy sudah cakap no need to worry, lagi elok dia kuar semua sekarang n bila sudah kuar di tangan dan belakang telinga shud b oklah tu, aku pun tahan hati jaklah tengok dia, yang aku ndak tahan lagi time mahu letak calamine lotion di badan dia, dia menangis tidak mahu diletakkan calamine lotion tu mungkin dia rasa pedih kali, tapi aku tidak ada pilihan, terpaksa kuatkan hati dan paksa juga sebab kalau tidak letak nanti lambat kering pula, aduhai anak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doaku semoga zulfan cepat2 sembuh dan diberi kekuatan melawan chicken pox itu, dan aku sekarang sedang cuba menenangkan diri dan menguatkan semangat sebab aku perlu kuat especially time2 macam ini...mungkin Allah mahu tunjuk, time kami balik dari klinik kelmarin dalam perjalanan balik kereta, aku ternampak satu ayat di belakang bonet satu kereta lain dan ayat itu cukup berkesan di hati...ayatnya cukup simple tapi sekurang2nya beri kelegaan sikit..dan ayat itu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TAKE IT EASY"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-5237939710301379818?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5237939710301379818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/zulfan-chicken-pox.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5237939710301379818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5237939710301379818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/zulfan-chicken-pox.html' title='Zulfan &amp; Chicken Pox'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-8081258985627158988</id><published>2009-12-08T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:17:36.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>year end vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sx4IUiTcKAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cgm6RgNVH84/s1600-h/mountainsmith_encounter_luggage-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rite now, I'm counting d days for our annual year end vacation. This year round my small family plus d other family member of d salim's clan plan a vacation to kl n langkawi from 18th dec to 25th dec...ohh bestnyee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But jz got d info from mr.hubby tat he'l b going for a course in kl on d 15th n he's thinking of jz stay in kl n wait 4 us there in kl so tat he cud bring car from melaka...sounds ok but d unfortunate point is tat his ticket will b considered burn coz its an air asia ticket, no refund2 okeh...there gone my RM400 plus huhuhu...mr.hubby had once said he will try as hard as possible not to board a flight by air asia due to its, keep changing, flight schedule...it seems tat he had keep his word on air asia flight dis time also...hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;put tat issue of RM400 plus aside, now i'm in d middle of listing the things to bring for d vacation especially zulfan's thing...n i need a new luggage since the zip for my luggagge tat i bought in 2004 had broken...wat i always look for in a luggage is that it has to have wheels n not too bulky, easy to carry but spacious...where to find? i have only until saturday to find the new luggage...sempatkah ni?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-8081258985627158988?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8081258985627158988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-end-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8081258985627158988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8081258985627158988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-end-vacation.html' title='year end vacation'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-693727463448535427</id><published>2009-11-20T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:07:05.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kawin ana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;d most delayed post, better late than never rite...ok among d pictures during ana's wedding for future viewing..layaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTzRc6JpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/I561YVr8WXo/s1600/zulfan+lagi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406170911772124818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTzRc6JpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/I561YVr8WXo/s400/zulfan+lagi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTzIIFGTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/SKaiJBwfQvw/s1600/ana+n+azrul2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406170909268842802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTzIIFGTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/SKaiJBwfQvw/s400/ana+n+azrul2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTy9cyZ2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/65juaaoJrnw/s1600/ana+n+azrul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406170906402908002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTy9cyZ2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/65juaaoJrnw/s400/ana+n+azrul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTysI92sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vZ_kuKcfI5U/s1600/ana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406170901756369602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTysI92sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vZ_kuKcfI5U/s400/ana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSbfx5eYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/N3WlSBffgIc/s1600/zulfan+n+abah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406169403789769090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSbfx5eYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/N3WlSBffgIc/s320/zulfan+n+abah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSbGH5XoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/k8NZvU1Fq2w/s1600/zulfan+nangis2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406169396902715010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSbGH5XoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/k8NZvU1Fq2w/s320/zulfan+nangis2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSapNx3bI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qPXd3Rleq6k/s1600/zulfan+nangis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406169389142760882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSapNx3bI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qPXd3Rleq6k/s320/zulfan+nangis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSaa3hALI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bLaY2hh1JXQ/s1600/family+photo-nikah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406169385291284658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSaa3hALI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bLaY2hh1JXQ/s320/family+photo-nikah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSZn9StCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KcKneI-aDzA/s1600/kawin+ana-nikah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406169371625305122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaSZn9StCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KcKneI-aDzA/s320/kawin+ana-nikah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-693727463448535427?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/693727463448535427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/11/kawin-ana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/693727463448535427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/693727463448535427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/11/kawin-ana.html' title='kawin ana'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SwaTzRc6JpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/I561YVr8WXo/s72-c/zulfan+lagi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-5558652652764015679</id><published>2009-11-20T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T17:35:04.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zulfan cayang</title><content type='html'>Lama x tulis pasal budak kisik ku itu so let's talk about him today. Antara perkara baru tentang zulfan:-&lt;br /&gt;1. panggil bapa dia "abah" instead of bapa, pelik sikit lidah aku menyebut "abah" sambil cakap sabah, "abah bah" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sangat banyak cakap n kekadang mcm non-stop mahu bercerita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. sangat excited mahu pegi school sampai hari sabtu pun mahu pegi school, mungkin sebab dia sudah serasi di medix n hopefuly semangat pigi school akan berterusan ya Zulfan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. masuk kereta mesti bawa toys dia sampai kereta sudah macam nursery kedua dia...macam2 ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. kalau aku baca buku dalam kereta, dia pun sibuk tunjuk buku dia n suruh aku sebut setiap satu gambar yang ada dalam buku, sungguh tidak bulih tinguk aku membaca dia pun mahu membaca sekali, siap lipat buku yang keras itu dan tunjuk sama aku dan suruh sebut macam teacher di school, ini mesti trip jadi cigu sekolah...zulfan2 kalau ndak layan harus dia mengamuk dan menjerit2 dalam kereta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. sudah pandai pasang soket letrik, lepas itu on soket, on tv, cari remote n tekan2 chanel tv, konon2 flicking chanel mcm abah dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. suka menyanyi nampak orang berkaraoke dia pun mau join sekali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. sebelum minum susu atau makan mesti baca doa makan dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. kalau aku atau abang sembahyang dia pun mahu ikut jugak, bukan setakat ikut di tepi, siap mahu kena pasang sejadah satu untuk dia seorang, no sharing sejadah ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. boleh faham instruction even in english, oklah tu bagi aku sebab aku cakap dengan dia bahasa rojak, kejap bm, kejap bi, aku cakap sabah, bapa dia cakap semenanjung, bapa aku cakap bajau, nasib mummy ndak cakap kadazan sama dia hehehe...multi language in multi racial family 1Malaysia lah katakan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cukup setakat itu untuk kali ini, next kasi upload gambar terbaru dia Insya Allah kalau aku rajin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-5558652652764015679?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5558652652764015679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/11/zulfan-cayang.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5558652652764015679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5558652652764015679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/11/zulfan-cayang.html' title='Zulfan cayang'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-3016888072287415600</id><published>2009-11-20T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:41:20.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.A.M.I.L.Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hari ini spt biasa aku buka komputer n chek e-mail n aku dpt satu e-mail yg cukup menyentuh perasaan, lets share this together, sharing is caring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenapa kita perlu balik kerja awal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Baca pelan- pelan dan penuh penghayatan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku terlanggar seorang asing semasa berjalan,"Oh maafkan saya, saya tak perasan"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katanya "Maafkan saya juga,Saya tak nampak saudara"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kami amat bersopan dan saling menghormati,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kami saling melambai sambil berlalu pergi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tetapi di rumah lain pula ceritanya,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bagaimana kita melayan orang tersayang, tua dan muda,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lewat petang, tika memasak makan malam,Anak lelaki kecilku berdiri di dapur secara diam-diam,Bila berpaling aku hampir melanggarnya jatuh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerkahku, "Jangan buat kacau di sini, pergi main jauh-jauh"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia berlalu pergi, hatinya hancur luluh dan beku,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku tak sedar, betapa kasarnya kata-kataku,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sedangku berbaring di katil mendengar musik,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terdengar suara halus datang membisik,"Bila bersama orang tak dikenali,Begitu bersopan dan merendah diri,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tetapi ahli keluarga tersayang, sering dimarah dan dicaci",&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cubalah kau pergi lihat di lantai dapur,Kan kau temui bunga-bungaan berterabur","&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Itu adalah bunga-bunga dibawanya untuk kamu,Dia memetiknya sendiri, kuning, biru dan unggu",&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dia berdiri senyap agar jadi kejutan buat kamu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamu tak pernah sedar airmatanya yang datang bertamu",&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pada tika ini, aku merasa amat kecil sekali,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Airmataku mencurah ibarat air di kali,Senyap-senyap ku kebiliknya, dan melutut di katil,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Bangunlah, anakku, bangunlah si kecil""&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apakah bunga-bunga ini dipetik untuk mak?Dia tersenyum, "Adik terjumpanya belakang rumah di semak"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Adik memetiknya kerana ia cantik seperti ibu,ibu tentu suka terutama yang unggu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Maafkan ibu, atas sikap ibu hari ini,Ibu tak harus menjerkah kamu, sebegini,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katanya,"Oh, ibu, itu tak mengapa,Saya tetap sayang ibu melebihi segala,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bisikku, "Anakku, ibu pun sayang kamu,dan ibu suka bunga itu, terutama yang unggu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAMILY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adakah kamu sedar, sekiranya kita mati hari ini,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;syarikat tempat kita berkerja akan senang-senang mendapat pengganti,dalam hanya beberapa hari?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tetapi keluarga yang kita tinggalkan,akan merasa kehilangan kita sepanjang hayat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan sedarlah, sekiranya kita menghabiskan masa kita kepada kerja,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melebihi keluarga kita, adalah merupakan suatu pelaburan yang tidak bijak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bukankah begitu?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jadi apakah maksud yang tersirat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tahukah anda makna "FAMILY"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAMILY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;= (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Y)OU" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARGAILAH KELUARGA ANDA " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-3016888072287415600?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3016888072287415600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/11/family.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3016888072287415600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3016888072287415600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/11/family.html' title='F.A.M.I.L.Y.'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-5594641962173909095</id><published>2009-10-21T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:28:40.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya 2009</title><content type='html'>This entry will mainly for pictures during raya 2009. I'll let the pictures tell the whole story. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D-DXbORI/AAAAAAAAADk/JdESVeym0i4/s1600-h/DSC_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D-DXbORI/AAAAAAAAADk/JdESVeym0i4/s320/DSC_0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395035243203475730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8J9E6Bb7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/8V8TrD9ZAyU/s1600-h/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8J9E6Bb7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/8V8TrD9ZAyU/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395041823506919346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8J86IW8uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4h02ljDwXAk/s1600-h/DSC_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8J86IW8uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4h02ljDwXAk/s320/DSC_0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395041820614259426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8J8VddHcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/54lB16Z4SJs/s1600-h/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8J8VddHcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/54lB16Z4SJs/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395041810770632130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8J8CYPtiI/AAAAAAAAADs/SWOq_wz94OY/s1600-h/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8J8CYPtiI/AAAAAAAAADs/SWOq_wz94OY/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395041805648508450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D9xLtMDI/AAAAAAAAADc/16stcQBpdDo/s1600-h/DSC_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D9xLtMDI/AAAAAAAAADc/16stcQBpdDo/s320/DSC_0237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395035238322483250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D9D5GBWI/AAAAAAAAADM/HOuwU4Xbpps/s1600-h/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D9D5GBWI/AAAAAAAAADM/HOuwU4Xbpps/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395035226164823394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D9WD1yZI/AAAAAAAAADU/LRh9uvtS7gM/s1600-h/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D9WD1yZI/AAAAAAAAADU/LRh9uvtS7gM/s320/DSC_0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395035231041735058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D8w884hI/AAAAAAAAADE/4oy47iNYuSs/s1600-h/DSC_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D8w884hI/AAAAAAAAADE/4oy47iNYuSs/s320/DSC_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395035221080728082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sekian, untuk kali ini. Next, Insya Allah kawin Ana pulak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-5594641962173909095?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5594641962173909095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5594641962173909095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5594641962173909095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya-2009.html' title='Raya 2009'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/St8D-DXbORI/AAAAAAAAADk/JdESVeym0i4/s72-c/DSC_0241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-8833863913010691632</id><published>2009-09-29T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:59:24.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah lega...</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah acara yang dirancang hampir 6 bulan lepas telah selesai dengan tanpa sebarang kekalutan yang teruk2, yang penting sekarang adik aku Nurulhanah binti Hj.Salim telah sah menjadi isteri orang dan semua majlis yang berkaitan dengan perkahwinan adinda terchenta ku ini telah selamat dijalankan Alhamdulillah thank you Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu pengajaran yang cukup besar aku dapat bila mana kami membuat acara yang sebegini besar adalah bahawa semangat kekeluargaan dan kerjasama antara semua ahli keluarga amat memainkan peranan yang sangat penting. Semangat magbogbog yang bapa terapkan dalam diri kami sementelah kami masih kecil lagi amat membantu. Ucapan terima kasih yang tidak terhingga diucapkan buat semua paman2, makcik2, sepupu2 dari belah bapa n mummy. Sesungguhnya tanpa bantuan kalian mana mungkin kami mampu melaksanakan acara sebegitu besar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohon ampun dan maaf buat rakan2 ku yang tidak sempat aku jemput ke majlis tersebut memandangkan bebanan tugas di pejabat sehingga ke saat2 akhir sebelum hari raya hari tue membuatkan aku teralpa dan terlupa sekejap untuk menjemput kalian, fokus lebih kepada memastikan semua persiapan si adik terchenta tersusun rapi dan kerja di pejabat yang ditinggalkan untk hampir 2 minggu tidak terganggu membuatkan aku terlupa utk mengutuskan kad undangan kepada rakan2, bygkan akibat kesibukan yg melampau sms pun aku x smpt hntr utk mklmn rkn2, yalah lagipun bkn aku yg kawin kan hehehe so apa2 berkaitan dgn diri sndri krg diberi perhatian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah bila sdh agak hilang penat dan ada kelapangan nanti aku upload gambar raya n majlis tersebut k til then selamat hari raya aidilfitri maaf zahir dan batin, buat adik nurulhanah hj.salim dan suaminya azrul bin hj.kumah selamat datang ke dunia baru yang penuh warna warni ini, apa jua pun yg bakal ditempuhi kelak jgn sesekali lupakan pesanan p.ramlee, sedangkan lidah lagi tergigit inikan pula suami isteri, hidup berumahtangga perlu banyak bersabar dan bantu membantu, be urself n accept ur partner as he is though i know u may have ur own expectation but like it or not we have to understand tat we can nvr change a person, u have to love him as he is n accept him as one unique person n there will be no one in dis world ever be like him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-8833863913010691632?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8833863913010691632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/alhamdulillah-lega.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8833863913010691632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8833863913010691632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/alhamdulillah-lega.html' title='Alhamdulillah lega...'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-3629527204414402802</id><published>2009-09-17T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:58:46.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday n raya mood</title><content type='html'>As usuallh jgak, i have a looot of works to do but i kinda of no mood to do. Y? of course d obvious reason is tat hari raya is jz around d corner, 2 b exact 3 days more 2 go Insya Allah n I am stil here at my office working, n d ofis is so quiet since last monday, i feel like i am the only 1 left in d ofis, where's all d people? normal thing lah kan ini mesti kes atur apa2 last minute, yg patut for raya celebration :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we'll be in KK for raya n we had went back 2 malacca during the first week of ramadhan, it has been d custom in my small family, whenever we'r not going back 2 any side's hometown, be it my side or my hubby's side, we will spend at least 1 week fasting at d place where we'r x going for raya on tat p'cular year, same wit dis year. Kira OKlah kan, at least my in laws x lah terasa sangat ketiadaan kami kan, hopefully. So tahun ni kena buat rendang n kuih gunting 4 my hubby sendiri, mcmmana ni, daging n kelapa belum beli, kerisik belum buat, rumah belum kemas, langsir blm tukar huhuhu, ni mau dikerah jgak ni askar2 dari likas, bah jiji n kakai bila kamu mahu tulung aku di telipok ni? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about raya, dis year will b d most extravagant bz raya ever b'coz my sister is getting married next week, Insya Allah exactly on raya ke-6, so as usual whenever there is a marriage in a family, kesibukannya melampau2 IOW, there'l be not so much on raya celebration, concentration wil b more on d wedding preparation huhuhuhu, ndak apa ana bulih bah kalau kau, anything 4 u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat make me so sad about ramadhan this year, I have not got any chance to perform solat terawih at d mosque, tadarrus pun payah, Astaghfirullah...n yet ramadhan is leaving us very soon...working nowadays had taxed a lot of our own time, in most of the time, work thingy will occupy my precious 24 hours in a day n for d first time dis year I have no maid helping around, so I have to do almost everything, preparing for d meal for breaking fast and also sahur, not forgetting feeding my little baby zulfan, n i cannot go back at 3.30pm to do all d cooking chores, mainly b'coz me n mr.hubby sharing 1 car, so like it or not, i will have to wait for him, which means i can only go back at 5pm hmmm, a bit tiring, tp mau buat mcmana ndak apa redha jak lah kan...huuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n d most awaited part is d holiday part, 4 d purpose of raya n most importantly Ana's wedding i'l b on leave starting nx week until end of Sept, x sabarnya mahu cuti, tinggal today n tomorrow lagi kerja tapi punyanya liat mau pegi keja, pagi ni saja after sahur n solat subuh, i intend to take short nap but it ends up me n mr hubby terbangun 6.40 pagi, 6.40 shud b our departure time from telipok residence, pertama kali juga dalam sejarah 6.40baru kami bangun tidur, penat kenduri semalam punya penangan lah ni kalik (sigh)..., mandi dn bersiap pun mcm kilat, we started leaving d house at 7.05 am, luckily, not so many car on d road, we managed to send zulfan 2 nursery n arrived at d ofic at 7.59 am pheew, salute tu mr.hubby yg bw keta ala2 schumacher jgak pagi td hehehe klau ndak mahu pkl 8 lbh jgak kami sampai ofis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, i would like to send my warmest Hari Raya wishes to all my muslim friends, be it friends at work, during high school, uni, chambering etc, anyone who knows me, n not forgetting all my families, relatives n in laws wherever u r, Selamat Hari Raya Aidil fitri minal aidil wal faizin, maaf zahir dan batin, halal semua makan dan minum, ampun maaf dipinta sekiranya ada terkasar bahasa, tersalah tingkah, semoga kita dipanjangkan usia untuk dipertemukan lagi dengan Ramadhan akan datang Amin Ya Rabbal'Alamin Allahu Akhbar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-3629527204414402802?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3629527204414402802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/holiday-n-raya-mood.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3629527204414402802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3629527204414402802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/holiday-n-raya-mood.html' title='Holiday n raya mood'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-7072498560082077103</id><published>2009-08-11T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:07:15.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terbaru tentang hero kisik ku</title><content type='html'>zulfan skrg sdh semakin bijak...kalau ko ckp apa-apa Insya Allah dia blh ikut/repeat d words tat u said..ala-ala copycatlh/replay lah skrg...Alhamdulillah punyalah aku risau time dia 2 tahun dulu mcm ndak brapa berckp tp skrg pheew blh thn jgak dia pnya berckp, mcm2 dia tanya n sebut w'pun kdg2 aku ndak fhm apa dia ckp n tanya buat2 fhm jak angguk2 hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu jak yg aku kureng sket zulfan ni sdh 2 thn 5 bln ni pn msh mo pacifier dia, sampai abg suruh aku simpan lada kah supaya dia ndak mahu lagi tp aku blm sampai hati lg mungkn kalau dia mahu dkt 3 thn aku akn smpai hati lah kali hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ckp psl pacifier ini jugalh yg bikin dia melalak mcm amy search dlm keta time balik dari taska kelmarin, mati2 mau pacifier, balik2 sebut titing2 konon ndak mau kasi manja sikit2 minta dapat, aku buat mcm tuli ndak dgr aku kasi kuat sound kereta lg dia kasi kuat sound dia last2 aku kasi mati sound kereta ndak lama lps tu sound dia pun shut off hmm apa maknanya itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n dis morning again dia sebut2 titing balik2, aku divert dia punya mind sket, suruh dia cari plane lah, cari birdlah, suruh kasi tunjuk horse dia kereta yg byk di jln, oklah dia lupa jgak, sampailah di taska dia ndak minta lagi, mind u dia bawa mcm2 dlm keta ok tiap2 pagi keja aku menyusun mainan dia dlm keta, hmmm anak2 tapi dialah satu2nya penghibur hati pengarang jantung intan payung emas intan berlian permata semualah dia...betullah org ckp anak ni mengajar kita erti kesabaran dan tidak mementingkan diri sendiri...anything mesti anak dulu...setiap ibu bapa mesti mahu yg terbaik utk anak mereka kan?..zulfan besar2 nanti jadi anak yg soleh k mummy n bapa doakan zulfan mampu capai kecemerlangan dunia dan akhirat dan dihindarkan dari sebarg perkara yang tidak baik dan merbahaya Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368609921774852658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SoEiR50HGjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/541t_kVLazQ/s320/my+little+angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-7072498560082077103?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7072498560082077103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/terbaru-tentang-hero-kisik-ku.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/7072498560082077103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/7072498560082077103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/terbaru-tentang-hero-kisik-ku.html' title='terbaru tentang hero kisik ku'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SoEiR50HGjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/541t_kVLazQ/s72-c/my+little+angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-1329173453736208761</id><published>2009-08-10T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:33:59.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday dedication'/><title type='text'>Besday Ana</title><content type='html'>Dis entri will mainly 4 my sister ana. Hepi birthday na (actually belated sudah - 8.8.09) ndak apalah kan lambat yg penting ada better late than never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Ana aka Nurulhana Mohd.Salim aka Nuruilhana Mohd.Salim (ini nama di nametag ko kan na? masa st.agnes kalau aku ndak silap kan) anak ke-3 daripada kami lima adik beradik.&lt;br /&gt;Peribadinya sgt suka ketawa n senyum memanjang, smpai aku pernah terdetik di hati ms aku mengandungkan zulfan biarlah anak aku itu kuat senyum mcm aunty nana dia n betul2 termakbul, zulfan sgtlah kuat senyum sampai sekarang, doa ibu power okeh so doalah yg baik2 shj - orait kuar topik- tp blh jadi petunjuk ko kalau ko mengandung nanti na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dlm masa yg sama dia mimang agak sensitip biasalah kan perempuan dan mimang anak bapa semuanya sgtlh sensitif kan...terturun dari bapa lah tue&lt;br /&gt;dia jugak tergolong dalam urang yg sgt kuat semangat dan cukup berdikari keep up d gud work babeh..ndak lama lagi dia mahu kahwin so na sudah ko siapkan diri dgn ilmu rumahtangga...kahwin ndak senang okeh so get ready...but i know u can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya dia ni jugak ala-ala happy go lucky jugaklah tapi dalam hati dia hanya Tuhan tahu betapa dia sebenarnya menyimpan pelbagai cerita pahit dan manis, cakap pasal happy go lucky aku teringat masa mula2 dia masuk tadika aku time tu sekolah rendah kalau ndak silap, masa 1st day masuk tadika biasalah kan budak2 semua nangis, dia ni ndak nangis siap lap lagi airmata kawan dia... oh sungguh terharu aku melihatnya (aku ada juga tinguk sebab sekolah tadika dia dekat rumah jak...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa-apa pun selamat ulangtahun yg ke-26 ana, semoga kau dipanjangkan umur yg penuh berkah dan dimurahkan rezeki yg bermanfaat dunia dan akhirat...ndak lama lagi ko mo kahwin, relax kuatkan semangat dan byk2 bersabar kalau sdh jd bini urang nanti k...jg diri dan peribadi ko satu2 urang saja tu di p'jaya ok c u soon...end of dis month ko balik kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368201596916031090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sn-u6RLdXnI/AAAAAAAAACc/BdxtO9nLk5g/s320/4204_1169127669676_1272484023_482368_4729376_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;gambar kami kisik2 dia ala-ala hindustan aku ala-ala anak cina sasat hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368201601996096978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sn-u6kGpBdI/AAAAAAAAACk/-DFbU9LPKA8/s320/s1272484023_369678_8066314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;d whole family waktu majlis pertunangan ana (aku ndak tau kenapa gambar ini kisik betul huhuhu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-1329173453736208761?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1329173453736208761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/besday-ana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/1329173453736208761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/1329173453736208761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/besday-ana.html' title='Besday Ana'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sn-u6RLdXnI/AAAAAAAAACc/BdxtO9nLk5g/s72-c/4204_1169127669676_1272484023_482368_4729376_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-6810751755979940072</id><published>2009-08-03T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:58:46.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tugas tambahan tanpa gaji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;last wik aku dpt surat dari HQ nun jauh di seberang laut (bukan yg di sebelah negeri), aku dapat kerja baru kumpul urang punya report/stats n pastikan betul kalau ndak ngam diurang hantar show cause letter sama aku what d h**l.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yg pasti aku ndak suka sangat2 dan aku sangat2 memberontak di dalam tidak terkuar apa blh buat, SYMP buat jak setakat termampu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apa yg termampu? aku pun ndak tau mcmana mau buat dgn trial lagi, mention lagi, outstation lagi, MB lagi, grounds menggunung lagi (tp msh sempat tulis blog sbb aku tension gilak), ruling ++++ list goes on...itu blm masuk kerja rumah tangga lagi k hahhhhhh...tarik nafas dalam2(mcm nasihat bapa) dan hembus kuat2.. rileks huhuhu ndak bulih ohhh atau patutkah aku buat ndak tau jak...penat and i am tired...skali lagi aku cakap kerja di zmn moden ini sgtlah penat lbh2 kalau x ada pembantu...sabar...sesungguhnya sabar itu separuh dpd iman NHMS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-6810751755979940072?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6810751755979940072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/tugas-tambahan-tanpa-gaji.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/6810751755979940072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/6810751755979940072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/tugas-tambahan-tanpa-gaji.html' title='tugas tambahan tanpa gaji'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-7188914137807852601</id><published>2009-07-30T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:23:28.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mengimbau kenangan lalu</title><content type='html'>Seperti biasa aku tgh buat kerja terasa mahu dengar lagu terus aku cari di youtube lagu Simfoni Kasih nyanyian Ogy. Lagu ini cukup banyak kenangan yang mampu aku singkap. Waktu kecil selalu dengar lagu ni dan aku suka sangat melodi, liriknya n background music yang cukup gemersik. Siapa2 yang x pernah dengar especially budak2 muda sekarang, silalh cari di youtube k. Lagu2 dulu memang cukup mantap dengan lirik dan melodinya, macam org cakap ada roh dan auranya tersendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang paling aku ingati ialah apabila suamiku yang terchenta itu nyanyikan lagu ni masa kami mula2 tunang dulu, so sweet n rindu waktu itu, siap nyanyi dalam handfon lagi. Malang sekali, sekarang kalau aku minta nyanyi, sikit punya susah dia mahu nyanyi, antara alasan yang paling popular yang dia bagi, tidak ingat lirik. Lepas itu, kalau aku insist juga nyanyi mesti dia nyanyi lagu Negaraku...grrr geram tul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pasti lagu ni mampu menyingkap banyak memori silam...n aku rindu sangat time2 itu bila aku ndak payah tension2 mcm sekarang n rindu juga time keja di tawau, time mula2 kawin. Sesungguhnya waktu itu sangat aman dan damai...hmmm bila agaknya boleh rasa ketenangan macam itu lagi...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aku mahu paste lirik lagu tu di sini supaya abang boleh nyanyi utk saya lagi k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simfoni Kasih &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dengarlah lagu merdu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simfoni rayuan kalbu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Membisik rasa pilu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hati rindu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tersusun nada cinta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau bisik seribu kata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Membelai jiwa lara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hati luka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( korus )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pohon daku di angin lagu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bawakanlah simfoni syahdu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sampaikanlah lagu hati ku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untuk mu simfoni kasihku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dengarlah lagu merdu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simfoni rayuan kalbu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Membisik rasa pilu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hati rindu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-7188914137807852601?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7188914137807852601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/mengimbau-kenangan-lalu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/7188914137807852601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/7188914137807852601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/mengimbau-kenangan-lalu.html' title='Mengimbau kenangan lalu'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-6245735426752827585</id><published>2009-07-17T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:58:19.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever season</title><content type='html'>For the past four days i was bz coz zulfan had fever again, so on mon and tuesday i got to take half day off coz no one to look after him. While on wednesday and thursday, i took the whole two days emergency leave for the same reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N today Alhamdulillah zulfan getting better but i don't send him to taska yet coz i need him to fully recovered 1st. As for me, today i get back to work (thankfully my sister is at home 2day, TQ aunty jiji) n i bring together wit me flu n fever, headache n sore throat, pheew, after taking care of my son n now i got to take care of myself for this fever thingy again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call taska medix today to inform zulfan will still be at home today n i was also told by the caregiver tat there are a lot of children in the nursery having fever as well, almost everyday there'l be children having fever and they got to call the parents to bring back the kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In KK now its raining since last nite while yesterday it was damn too hot n i have to turn on d aircond though for d past few days i don't do so coz of zulfan's fever. I gez the weather did play a role tat caused dis fever season...so my advice to all n myself drink a lot of fluid, i really mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from tat, again, for the past few days wat really bother me is tat due to no maid/people to look after my son while i go to work especially when he is not well, had really made me depressed, i am speechless n i don't know wat to say n i don't know wat to do...I pray to Allah tat there'l be solution to all this...Amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-6245735426752827585?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6245735426752827585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/fever-season.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/6245735426752827585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/6245735426752827585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/fever-season.html' title='Fever season'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-5509857085347594420</id><published>2009-07-03T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:49:56.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sad..</title><content type='html'>This morning as usual i have hearing.  n in one of the hearing, it involved a woman charged for prostitution, she pleaded guilty n in her mitigation she requested for short term of imprisonment n she mentioned about no one to look after her son. She pointed to her son who was in d OC n i had a look at her son. Her son was about 3 years old, i gez, n straight away wat came into my mind is zulfan n suddenly i feel so sad for the child n jz can't imagine he had to live witout his mom. Again feeling sad while thinking of my son who is not feeling very well n i jz can't take care of him, is so damn terrible...##***&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-5509857085347594420?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5509857085347594420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5509857085347594420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5509857085347594420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-sad.html' title='So sad..'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-7591947942297536769</id><published>2009-07-03T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:43:16.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma of a working mother</title><content type='html'>Last nite zulfan was coughing a lot n he threw up as a result of his non-stop cough. As a result he had difficulties getting back 2 sleep. I had to cuddle n sleep next to him all nite long to calm him n put him back 2 sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking dis morning i feel a bit tired n sleepy while Zulfan still coughing n now flu had developed. Alhamdulillah he is not having any fever. I had thought of taking a leave to look after him at home but thinking also about my work in office, its kinda bothering me so much. I had no choice but to send him to nursery since my sister also having some errands to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of situation had always being a big dilemma in my head. On one hand my son is not feeling well n on the other is my job which i had to consider as i cannot afford not having one. Wit d economic condition nowadays its damn hard if its only the husband working. Another obstacles in this is tat i still cannot find any maid until today. As  a matter of fact i don't really need d maid to do house chores but i really need d maid especially when zulfan is not feeling well n i have to go to work. If i do have maid, at least she can look after zulfan at home while i'm working. This is also mainly because zulfan's nursery will avoid having sick babies or kids in d nursery. D parents is expected to bring d kids home if they'r not feeling well. I can understand tat b'coz they r trying very hard to avoid it spread 2 d other kids but i jz don't have any other choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'v read one book wrote by d editor of working mother magazine. Among other tips tat she had suggested is to find job which cud give u flexible hours of working or if not form a group of working mother n start proposing to ur boss about flexi hours of working. Unfortunately, i think dis can never be possible wit d working environment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wat choice tat i have? Nil. Wit d work tat keep mountaining day by day n d expectation of the bosses which had also keep rising witout any chance tat they will look back, analyze n try to understand d problem tat we are having...i don't know n i jz don't know wat to do...sometimes i do feel like a loser...all working mother out there cud u please tell me wat shud i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-7591947942297536769?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7591947942297536769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/dilemma-of-working-mother.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/7591947942297536769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/7591947942297536769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/dilemma-of-working-mother.html' title='Dilemma of a working mother'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-1541490947249743735</id><published>2009-06-22T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:49:17.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Bapa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok dalam minit2 terakhir sebelum balik ni aku mau tulis sikit pasal hari bapa tahun ini. Memandangkan aku ada tulis something on my mommies during last mother's day haruslah aku tulis sikit pasal father's day kan, yalah to be fair n square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di kesempatan yang sgt terhad ini (aku dgr abg sudah start enjin keta mau balik), aku ingin tujukan ucapan selamat hari bapa buat:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(1) Bapaku yang masih handsome dan macho Hj.Salim Hj.Ibrahim - terima kasih bapa atas kasih sayang dan pengorbanan yang bapa berikan buat saya, abang dan juga cucu bapa itu. Terlalu banyak kenangan yang aku kongsi bersama bapa. Kami sama2 minat lagu oldies, bapalah yang mengajar aku pasal lagu2 lama ini especially lagu2 lama melayu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bapa jugalah pendorong kepada aku untuk menjadi seorang penulis yang menarik. Sebagaimana semua dalam family tau bapa boleh mengarang sms yang sgt menarik dan mampu menitiskan airmata sesiapa yg membacanya. Ini tidak kira di mana pun aku baca sms bapa kalau pasal peringatan tentang kesukaran hidup masa lampau, for sure air mata akan mengalir tanpa mampu ditahan. Ini pun aku rasa aku inherit dari bapa, sentimental btul..hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau cakap pasal pendorong, bapa memang pendorong yang sangat baik dan penaik semangat yang sangat handal. Kenapa aku cakap begini? sebab aku sudah berhadapan dengan pelbagai keadaan daripada aku kecil sampai sdh beranak ni pun bapa masih pemberi dorongan yang sgt baik buat aku. Kalau menyentuh pasal pelajaran dan liku2 kehidupan , terlalu banyak kata2 semangat dan tips2 yang bapa bagi supaya aku mampu menghadapi apa jua cabaran yang mendatang.Terima kasih bapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapa juga seorang yang sangat tegas dalam bab pembelajaran. Aku ingat lagi masa aku tgh rindu2 mahu balik kk time mula2 masuk matrik, rindu punya pasal sampai aku ckp dgn bapa aku sanggup masuk form 6 as long as aku dpt balik kk. Bapa tidak terus mengalah malahan terus bagi aku kata2 semangat agar aku kuatkan semangat. Bapa juga siap janji dengan aku kalau aku mahu balik bila2 pun aku blh balik tapi first of all aku kena kasi habis belajar jugak. Ternyata ketegasan bapa dalam perkara ini mampu membuatkan aku mencapai apa yang aku kecapi sekarang.  Terima kasih lagi bapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapa juga sangat tegas pasal displin. Ini tidak dapat dinafikan lagi. Aku masih ingat lagi bapa pernah pukul aku sebabkuat nangis dan gaduh dengan si oto malam2. Time tu parenting approach yang bapa amalkan sayang isteri tinggal2kan sayang anak tangan2kan, memang betul2 aku ditangankan tapi aku rasa kalau pun bapa tidak tegas begitu mungkin aku tidak sperti apa aku hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada apa yang dapat saya berikan sama bapa dan mummy bagi membalas jasa kalian berdua tapi saya akan berusaha menjadi anak yang solehah untuk bapa dan mummy Insya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kesempatan yang terhad ini juga aku ingin ucapkan selamat hari bapa buat bapa mertua aku Hj.Fishir Hj.Tamby Chik yang amat aku hormati dan kagumi. Beliau merupakan seorang ayah yang juga tegas tetapi penuh rasa kasih sayang dan prihatin terhadap anak, menantu dan cucunya ini. Terima kasih papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least to my dearest hubby Zaini bin Fishir yang juga merupakan seorang bapa yang cukup penyayang dan sangat2 lah membantu. Dia tidak pernah kekok jika aku minta jaga zulfan, he can do almost anything, minta jaga zulfan, tidurkan zulfan, mandikan zulfan hatta zulfan mau membuang pun dia boleh handle. Dalam erti kata lain suamiku adalah seorang bapa yang multi task, thank you very much abang, i love you and i am very fortunate to have you as my husband...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's day to all father in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-1541490947249743735?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1541490947249743735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/selamat-hari-bapa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/1541490947249743735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/1541490947249743735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/selamat-hari-bapa.html' title='Selamat Hari Bapa'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-3561187973011640321</id><published>2009-06-17T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:17:04.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Zulfan's vacation</title><content type='html'>This entry will be mainly for pictures taken during our last vacation wit zulfan. So let the pictures tell d rest of d story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh35OqT1PI/AAAAAAAAABs/hexoSc6NiqQ/s1600-h/PICT0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348156382574269682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh35OqT1PI/AAAAAAAAABs/hexoSc6NiqQ/s320/PICT0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While in Sipitang, Jz ignore d date yg salah itu huhuhu lupa adjust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh349t9qbI/AAAAAAAAABk/qNPua-Pw12w/s1600-h/PICT0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348156378026191282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh349t9qbI/AAAAAAAAABk/qNPua-Pw12w/s320/PICT0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sipitang as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh34rFmdjI/AAAAAAAAABc/TSbzvHEDSqU/s1600-h/PICT0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348156373025060402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh34rFmdjI/AAAAAAAAABc/TSbzvHEDSqU/s320/PICT0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In KB for lunch at a restaurant on top of a hill...Zulfan takut kuda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh34XCePPI/AAAAAAAAABU/WHklBnJqJMg/s1600-h/PICT0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348156367643229426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh34XCePPI/AAAAAAAAABU/WHklBnJqJMg/s320/PICT0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simpang Mengayau, Kudat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh34EBfW0I/AAAAAAAAABM/ErhgRNG9n_A/s1600-h/PICT0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348156362538834754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh34EBfW0I/AAAAAAAAABM/ErhgRNG9n_A/s320/PICT0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simpang Mengayau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6QM6B2YI/AAAAAAAAACU/J39TOVo-P74/s1600-h/DSC_1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158976263575938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6QM6B2YI/AAAAAAAAACU/J39TOVo-P74/s320/DSC_1357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nexus Karambunai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6PtUxxaI/AAAAAAAAACM/34ok5CwR0Ms/s1600-h/DSC_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158967785833890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6PtUxxaI/AAAAAAAAACM/34ok5CwR0Ms/s320/DSC_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taman Pertanian Tenom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6PQjcOdI/AAAAAAAAACE/zaez0KBTQt4/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158960062708178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6PQjcOdI/AAAAAAAAACE/zaez0KBTQt4/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nexus Karambunai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6OyH7H-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/JR_PczpBSyA/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158951894228962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6OyH7H-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/JR_PczpBSyA/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keningau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6OtSYRYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cauWQovJ3Os/s1600-h/PICT0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158950595904898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh6OtSYRYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cauWQovJ3Os/s320/PICT0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaufort&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-3561187973011640321?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3561187973011640321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/zulfans-vacation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3561187973011640321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/3561187973011640321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/zulfans-vacation.html' title='Zulfan&apos;s vacation'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/Sjh35OqT1PI/AAAAAAAAABs/hexoSc6NiqQ/s72-c/PICT0238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-171677422948147747</id><published>2009-06-10T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:04:48.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lirik lagu untuk dihayati</title><content type='html'>Rasulullah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah dalam mengenangmu&lt;br /&gt;Kami susuli lembaran sirahmu&lt;br /&gt;Pahit getir pengorbananmu&lt;br /&gt;Membawa cahaya kebenaran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkau taburkan pengorbananmu&lt;br /&gt;Untuk umatmu yang tercinta&lt;br /&gt;Biar terpaksa tempuh derita&lt;br /&gt;Cekalnya hatimu menempuh ranjaunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak terjangkau tinggi pekertimu&lt;br /&gt;Tidak tergambar indahnya akhlakmu&lt;br /&gt;Tidak terbalas segala jasamu&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya engkau rasul mulia&lt;br /&gt;Tabahnya hatimu menempuh dugaan&lt;br /&gt;Mengajar erti kesabaran&lt;br /&gt;Menjulang panji kemenangan&lt;br /&gt;Terukir namamu di dalam Al-Quran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah kami umatmu&lt;br /&gt;Walau tak pernah melihat wajahmu&lt;br /&gt;Kami cuba mengingatimu&lt;br /&gt;Dan kami cuba mengamal sunnahmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami sambung perjuanganmu&lt;br /&gt;Walau kita tak pernah bersua&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kami tak pernah kecewa&lt;br /&gt;Allah dan rasul sebagai pembela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa, bila aku kena buat grounds, mulalh aku menjelajah internet untuk dapat feel buat grounds yang baik, almaklumlah mahu mengarang kan, mestilah perlukan penaik semangat dan guidelines, so dalam aku mencari2 maklumat di CLJ, aku dgr lagu ini, sungguh menyentuh perasaan bila didengar dan cuba memahami mesej yang cuba disampaikan, ternyata penulis lirik lagu ini cukup tinggi ilmunya dalam menyusun bait-bait lagu yang ringkas namun berkesan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak tahu siapa penulisnya namun aku doakan penulis dan pencipta lagu ini sentiasa di bawah lindungan dan rahmat Allah sentiasa...lagu ini menyedarkan aku bahawa dugaan yang kita hadapi kini jauh lebih baik berbanding dengan dugaan yang dihadapi oleh Rasulullah dahulu. Namun aku juga tidak nafikan dugaan kita di zaman moden amat jauh berbeza dengan dugaan masa itu. Yang boleh aku katakan juga kita perlu sentiasa berdoa agar kita tidak diberikan dugaan yang tidak mampu kita tanggung dan aku percaya Allah tidak akan pernah membebankan hambaNya, semua yang berlaku ada hikmah yang perlu dihayati dan dipelajari setiap hambaNya...Peringatan untuk adik2 ku berempat dan aku sendiri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-171677422948147747?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/171677422948147747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/lirik-lagu-untuk-dihayati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/171677422948147747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/171677422948147747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/lirik-lagu-untuk-dihayati.html' title='Lirik lagu untuk dihayati'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-5823364258727066178</id><published>2009-05-22T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:48:23.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PTK</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah separuh perjalanan PTK telah dilalui meninggalkan 3/4 perjalanan belum selesai, kena buat assignment/final paper. Pengajaran yang aku dapat sepanjang PTK adalah :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) aku kena perbaiki mutu bahasa melayu aku yang sudah agak berkarat akibat kekurangan berkomunikasi dalam bahasa melayu yang betul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) perbaiki keupayaan bercakap di depan orang ramai/public speaking yang juga sudah agak berkarat, untuk PTK akan datang iaitu PTK 4, 5 dan 6, tidak dibenarkan membawa sebarang teks mahupun cue card ok...cakap berdasarkan apa yang ada di dalam minda pada ketika itu...huhuhu tidak senang ok terutama apabila kita jarang bercakap tentang sesuatu isu yang berat dengan menggunakan bahasa yang formal (ala-ala bahasa buku atau suratkhabar), i really have to polish this by reading more malay text/newspaper i guess, ok aku sudah start bercakap bahasa inggeris lagi hah...macammana ni? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) jangan buat kerja last minute, tapi yang ini tidak boleh dielakkan sebab aku dapat tajuk seminggu sebelum dengan kesibukan di pejabat yang tiada penghujungnya mahu buat research pun tiada masa macammana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) Asah bakat menganalisa sesuatu dengan lebih kritis dan kreatif...guna minda sepenuhnya dan bukan sekadar memuntahkan balik ide yang boleh didapati di internet atau buku..ni kena belajar cara pemikiran edward de bono ni...huhuhu susah juga kerja zaman pemikiran kreatif/thinking out of the box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Renung-renung sistem pendidikan sekarang ini demi masa depan anak, aku rasa aku telah terlalu banyak terdedah dengan cara pembelajaran yang menekankan penghafalan dan pemuntahan balik apa yang dihafal dan akibatnya keupayaan menganalisa sesuatu perkara menjadi semakin menurun dan sebolehnya aku tidak mahu zulfan menghadapi nasib yang sama macam aku, kalau pun bukan sistem pendidikan aku kena cuba perbaiki diri dan memahami keperluan befikir secara kreatif dan fikirkan cara mendorong zulfan berfikir secara kreatif..ya ini aku mesti cuba buat...!!!wujudkah mana-mana kursus yang boleh mengajar kita berfikir secara kreatif di kk ni??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-5823364258727066178?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5823364258727066178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/ptk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5823364258727066178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/5823364258727066178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/ptk.html' title='PTK'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-2884237996213587150</id><published>2009-05-08T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:15:17.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday dedication'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday my dear hubby</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah hari ini 8.5.2009 genaplah usia suamiku yang tercinta 36 tahun. Selamat hari jadi abang semoga dipanjangkan umur, dimurahkan rezeki, dilindungi Allah SWT sentiasa dan kita akan terus kekal bahagia sampai ke syurga Amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'thng about my husband n our memories togethr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Kami mula2 kenal pada 5.4.2004(tarikh mula2 aku lapor diri di Tawau Ct), masa tu aku fresh lagi baru join service dihantar ke tawau, pagi tu abang kena pigi lahad datu outstation. Instead of aku jumpa dia, sebab dia senior kan, dia yg dtg bilik aku seawl 8 pagi memperknlkan diri dan bagitau perlu pegi lhd datu, bila aku panggil "tuan" siap ckp alah tak pyh pnggil tuan pnggl zaini je, tp manalh aku berani dia senior kan itu amanat penting senior2 di kl jgn pnggl nama senior pnggl tuan/puan,ok dia pigi lahad datu aku terpaksa cover dia jd mag (ini pun satu cerita menarik nntilh cerita yg ini). Lps balik dr lhd datu dia mulakan sesi mentuisyenkan aku psl buat kes, siap bg cth nota prosiding which i stil keep until today in my diary bw pigi mana2 jd sumber rujukan dan kekuatan. Nasihat dia yg plg aku igt, kalau tidak tahu pun buat2 mcm tahu jgn sesekali tnjuk kita tidak tahu IOW confidence msti ada w'pun blur hehehe. Dia adalah tempat rujuk aku yg plg pakar dia sumber kekuatn aku n inspirasi, dan tukang beri nasihat especially kalau aku stuck dgn kes, itu yg aku bersyukur dpt suami sama line senang bw berbincang dan luahkan perasaan, dia senang faham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu serba sedikit cerita perkenalan kami, yg plg memainkn peranan mengkenenkan aku dgn dia, registrar twu pn.jubaidah n tn.bhupi, abg jenis x byk ckp so byk org jd tukang ckp termsk my MIL. My in laws tidak mahu lama2 antara sebabnya abg sdh umur 31thn masa tu so trus dtg merisik n bertunang pd 3.7.2004. Cepatkan!!3 bln ja n kami nikah 24.12.2004 which is only 5 months dr tarikh tunang so bygkan lah kesibukan dan kelam kabutnya kami, semua urusn dipermudahkan Alhamdulillah n after 2 years n 2 months 24.2.2006 we got zulfan (eh ini sudah mcm cerita psl m'ge!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Suamiku ini memang tidak byk ckp n jwpn dia biasanya ringkas n padat. Disadv dia tidak pandai mau bermadah2 bermadahlah aku sorang2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Dia seorg yg sgt simple baju x perlu byk2 akan pakai sampai koyak baru beli baru, kalau blk melaka atau pigi outstation semua pakaian cukup ada 3 helai setiap satu tidak kira baju, seluar, sarung etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Makan pun simple ada nasi, telur goreng atau ikan bilis sambal n satu cwn air mangga oklah tu, tapi lauk kegemaran dia ayam mask lemak cili api (org N9 lah katakan), daging goreng n anything associated to sambal n last but not least petai mkn mentah atau sambal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sgt ringan tulang, kalau terlampau penat atau smpai tertidur di coach tunggu kain siap basuh (machine) dia akn tolong jemur buat susu pandai, mandikn zulfan blh serba serbi blh Alhamdulillah ringan sikit tugas aku yalah dgn tiada maid ni penat juga oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sgt penyabar tahulah mulut pompuan kalau ada yg ndak ngam terlepas jgak dia akn maintain cool no matter what n of course i hv to improve this yalah sampai bila dia blh bersbr tetapi kekdg tu ndak blh thn terckp jgak maafkan saya abang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Suka buat lawak especialy kalau aku tgh hangin aku pun mimang tidak blh thn kalau dia buat lwk misti ketawa punya so gaduh tidak lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Dia bkn jenis pndai mahu bodek atau mahu pujuk, kalau merajuk tlg pujuk diri sendiri k plg2 dia buat lwk n kalau ndak jln dia pun blah oklah tunggu sampai aku cool sendiri, kalau mau apa2 kasi tau jgn harap dia kasi beli kalau tidak kasitau tp kalau aku mau apa2 ndak pernah dia bilang tidak most of d time aku dpt kecuali CRV lah blm blh lg, 5 tahun lagi bang k &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Tidak berkira apa pun ok sama dia but at d same time pandai budget n berjimat cermat, blh handfon selalu kong aku mau kasi beli baru dia ndak mau dia bilang ok lagi aku yg kesian sama dia kalau asyik hang n kong bos marah siap perli suruh bw backpack batery kijam itu boss.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sgt suka tgk cerita perang, kapal2 ni itu yg kami selalu berebut tv, ini jak lah yg aku lemas sikit, apa2 pun star wars, andromeda, history channel etc..buku byk psl these two things war/military n all sorts of ship,aircraft or kereta kebal sampai anak aku pun ndak blh tgk plane misti suka terjangkit sama bapa dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byk lagi sebnrnya yg blh diperkatakn psl suamiku ini tp cukuplah dulu aku mo mkn lpr anyway happy birthday suamiku selamat ulangtahun ke 36, terima kasih kerana sudi menjadi teman hidupku, terima kasih atas kasih sayang dan perhatian yang diberikan saya sayang kamu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SgO_HJEIjII/AAAAAAAAABE/cA-H9hUDxhI/s1600-h/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SgO_HJEIjII/AAAAAAAAABE/cA-H9hUDxhI/s320/DSC_0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333316513150045314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby n son at Nexus - jrg ada gmbr dia satu orang so ini pun bulihlah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-2884237996213587150?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2884237996213587150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-my-dear-hubby.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/2884237996213587150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/2884237996213587150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-my-dear-hubby.html' title='Happy Birthday my dear hubby'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SgO_HJEIjII/AAAAAAAAABE/cA-H9hUDxhI/s72-c/DSC_0148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-1502004747393276107</id><published>2009-05-06T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:16:53.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's day 10th May 2009</title><content type='html'>Mother's day wil be on dis sunday, have not buy anything for my beloved mummy but i've received an email from a friend/boss tat realy touched me, let's share this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang kata aku lahir dari perut mak.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bukan org kata...memang betul)       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dahaga, yang susukan aku.....mak                              &lt;br /&gt;Bila lapar, yang suapkan aku....mak                                &lt;br /&gt;Bila keseorangan, yang sentiasa di sampingku.. ..mak                      &lt;br /&gt;Kata mak, perkataan pertama yang aku sebut....Mak                        &lt;br /&gt;Bila bangun tidur, aku cari....mak                                &lt;br /&gt;Bila nangis, orang pertama yang datang ....mak                          &lt;br /&gt;Bila nak bermanja, aku dekati....mak                              &lt;br /&gt;Bila nak bergesel, aku duduk sebelah....mak                            &lt;br /&gt;Bila sedih, yang boleh memujukku hanya.....mak                          &lt;br /&gt;Bila nakal, yang memarahi aku....mak                              &lt;br /&gt;Bila merajuk, yang memujukku cuma....mak                            &lt;br /&gt;Bila melakukan kesalahan, yang paling cepat marah....mak                    &lt;br /&gt;Bila takut, yang tenangkan aku....mak                               &lt;br /&gt;Bila nak peluk, yang aku suka peluk....mak                            &lt;br /&gt;Aku selalu teringatkan ....mak                                  &lt;br /&gt;Bila sedih, aku mesti talipon....mak                              &lt;br /&gt;Bila seronok, orang pertama aku nak beritahu.... .mak                        &lt;br /&gt;Bila bengang.. aku suka luah pada..mak                              &lt;br /&gt;Bila takut, aku selalu panggil... "mmaaakkkk! "                          &lt;br /&gt;Bila sakit, orang paling risau adalah....mak                          &lt;br /&gt;Bila nak exam, orang paling sibuk juga....mak                          &lt;br /&gt;Bila buat hal, yang marah aku dulu....mak                            &lt;br /&gt;Bila ada masalah, yang paling risau.... mak                            &lt;br /&gt;Yang masih peluk dan cium aku sampai hari ni.. mak                        &lt;br /&gt;Yang selalu masak makanan kegemaranku. ...mak                          &lt;br /&gt;kalau balik ke kampung, yang selalu bekalkan ulam &amp; lauk pauk.....mak              &lt;br /&gt;Yang selalu simpan dan kemaskan barang-barang aku....mak                    &lt;br /&gt;Yang selalu berleter kat aku...mak                                &lt;br /&gt;Yang selalu puji aku....mak                                    &lt;br /&gt;Yang selalu nasihat aku....mak                                  &lt;br /&gt;Bila nak kahwin..Orang pertama aku tunjuk dan rujuk.....mak     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;Aku ada pasangan hidup sendiri....       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;Bila seronok, aku cari.......pasangan ku                              &lt;br /&gt;Bila sedih, aku cari......mak &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;Bila berjaya, aku ceritakan pada....pasanganku                          &lt;br /&gt;Bila gagal, aku ceritakan pada....mak     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;Bila bahagia, aku peluk erat....pasanganku                            &lt;br /&gt;Bila berduka, aku peluk erat.....emakku   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;Bila nak bercuti, aku bawa....pasanganku                            &lt;br /&gt;Bila sibuk, aku hantar anak ke rumah.....mak   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;Bila sambut valentine... Aku bagi hadiah pada pasanganku                    &lt;br /&gt;Bila sambut hari ibu...aku cuma dapat ucapkan "Selamat Hari Ibu" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;Selalu.. aku ingat pasanganku &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalu.. mak ingat kat aku &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;Bila-bila... aku akan talipon pasanganku   &lt;br /&gt;Entah bila... aku nak talipon mak &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;Selalu....aku belikan hadiah untuk pasanganku                          &lt;br /&gt;Entah bila... aku nak belikan hadiah untuk emak       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;Renungkan:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau kau sudah habis belajar dan berkerja... bolehkah kau kirim wang untuk mak?        &lt;br /&gt;mak bukan nak banyak... lima puluh ringgit sebulan pun cukuplah"...                &lt;br /&gt;Berderai air mata jika kita mendengarnya. ........   &lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau mak sudah tiada.......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKKKKK...RINDU MAK..... RINDU SANGAT....       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berapa ramai yang sanggup menyuapkan ibunya.... &lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup mencuci muntah ibunya..... &lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup mengantikan lampin ibunya...... &lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup membersihkan najis ibunya...... . &lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup membuang ulat dan membersihkan luka kudis ibunya....   &lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup berhenti kerja untuk menjaga ibunya..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan akhir sekali  berapa ramai yang sembahyang JENAZAH ibunya...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang anak mendapatkan ibunya yang sedang sibuk menyediakan makan malam di dapur lalu menghulurkan sekeping kertas yang bertulis sesuatu. Si ibu segera mengesatkan tangan di apron menyambut kertas yang dihulurkan oleh si anak lalu membacanya.Kos upah membantu ibu: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tolong pergi kedai : RM4.00&lt;br /&gt;2) Tolong jaga adik : RM4..00&lt;br /&gt;3) Tolong buang sampah : RM1.00&lt;br /&gt;4) Tolong kemas bilik : RM2.00&lt;br /&gt;5) Tolong siram bunga : RM3.00&lt;br /&gt;6) Tolong sapu sampah : RM3.00&lt;br /&gt;Jumlah : RM17.00 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai membaca, si ibu tersenyum memandang si anak sambil sesuatu berlegar-legar si mindanya. Si ibu mencapai sebatang pen dan menulis sesuatu di belakang kertas yang sama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Kos mengandungkanmu selama 9 bulan - PERCUMA&lt;br /&gt;2) Kos berjaga malam kerana menjagamu - PERCUMA&lt;br /&gt;3) Kos air mata yang menitis keranamu - PERCUMA&lt;br /&gt;4) Kos kerunsingan kerana bimbangkanmu - PERCUMA&lt;br /&gt;5) Kos menyediakan makan minum, pakaian, dan keperluanmu -PERCUMA&lt;br /&gt;Jumlah Keseluruhan Nilai Kasihku - PERCUMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air mata si anak berlinang setelah membaca apa yang dituliskan oleh siibu. Si anak menatap wajah ibu,memeluknya dan berkata, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya Sayangkan Ibu". Kemudian si anak mengambil pen dan menulis "Telah Dibayar" pada mukasurat yang sama ditulisnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dis limited opportunity i would like to wish happy mother's day to three important mother in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my mummy Hjh Lusiah Lingam who had been very understanding and had taken a great care all of us, her love and affection is priceless, after giving birth of zulfan, i believed i am more sensitive about my mom's welfare, i gez mainly because i've gone through the hardship and pain suffered by my mom when she tried to bring me to this world, I am more sensitive towards my mom's feeling, i noticed sometimes my other siblings tend to forget our mom's feeling which i feel hurt too n i hope if they read this please take a good care of mummy and her feelings k mummy tidak ada galang gantinya dialah satu-satunya mummy kita dunia dan akhirat, Mummy i pray for your wellness and health and pray for blessing from Allah to you all the time, TQ mummy I love you so much  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly my mom in law Hjh Sharifah Chik Syed Hussin who is also a very great mother in law, tho there are people who cannot get along wit their MIL but for me i've managed to click wit my MIL very well since the beginning, i believed tis is mainly because she is a very understanding MIL, loving n caring. She treated me just like her own daughter, she even taught me on how to cook N9 n Melaka style of cooking which had realy helped me in preparing foods for my hubby tho my hubby is not so fussy about all this but of course as a wife we'l try our best to satisfy our husband's stomach rite bak kata org jaga suami melalui perutnya hehehe, again of course if it's not my MIL, I won't be able to have my hubby today, TQ mummy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly my aunty whom i called mummy papar or also known as Nani Lingam, this aunty of mine is my mother's only sister, she was the one taking care of me when i was stil a small kid whenever my mom n dad have any course or have to work outstation,i spent most of time in her place tat time  t/4 i was so much connected to her since i was little until now even if she is no longer wit us now, she passed away last year 6th April 2008 due to some medical problem. I stil remember when i was sick after giving birth to Zulfan in 2007 whereby i can't eat, vomitting n having a severe headache due to low hemoglobin in my blood, i lost quite a lot of blood during tat time, she consistently asked my cousin to visit me n give some air penawar to me, wat i stil remember is tat she said to my cousin "pigilah kamu tengok anak aku tu aku terbayang2.. dia terbaring di katil" this had really touched me n even now i can't stop crying whenever i remembered her n how she took a great care of me, TQ mummy papar so much for all ur love and affection tho u'r no longer wit us but u will owez in my heart n mind.  TQ all my mummies, TQ so much, Ieza Salim signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-1502004747393276107?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1502004747393276107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-10th-may-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/1502004747393276107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/1502004747393276107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-10th-may-2009.html' title='Mother&apos;s day 10th May 2009'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-4240160489439259858</id><published>2009-05-06T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:44:13.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kepantasan menaip</title><content type='html'>While browsing the net check my lil sis blog saw this Malaysian typing speed test, interesting, nice, so i'v tried, first attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/malaysian-badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://malaysian-speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;41 perkataan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaysian-speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second attempt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/malaysian-badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://malaysian-speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;38 perkataan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaysian-speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;apa maknanya itu makin lama makin lembap bukan makin bagus huhuhu&lt;/P&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-4240160489439259858?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4240160489439259858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/kepantasan-menaip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/4240160489439259858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/4240160489439259858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/kepantasan-menaip.html' title='Kepantasan menaip'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-8750743716316495017</id><published>2009-05-02T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:26:32.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday dedication'/><title type='text'>Mohd.Hisham Mohd.Salim</title><content type='html'>Today is my little brother (big actually in term of size hehehe) 's birthday. Selamat ulangtahun yang ke -27 wah 27 tahun sudah ko boy ndak aku sangka ni... ok let me talk something about my little brother ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Adik yang ada angin sebenarnya kalau baik mimang baik betul tapi kalau dia angin cth bila sakit gigi, demam atau g...t tu jgn sesekali mau buat lawak bodoh depan dia confirm muka dia masam mencuka hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dia slalu jadi driver peribadi kami sekeluarga termasuklah aku especialy masa aku mengandung tahun 2006 bila kandungan mencecah 8 bulan mummy n bapa tdk suruh aku drive so secara rasminya dia lah menjadi driver aku ke ofis dan balik ke rumah tq arigato salamat adikku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Adikku ini cukup suka makan ayam setiap kali waktu makan soaln wajib dia "apa lauk ni hari" kalau kami jawab "ikan" jawapan seterusnya dari dia "knapa ndak masak ayam" tapi walaupun tiada ayam dia mkn juga lah tapi kalau lauk cuma ikan rebus confirm dia tidak mkn, kan boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Dia paling suka main game sampai boleh tidak tidur main game ni n kalau dia rasa sudah terlampau kekurangan tidur dia misti pigi rumah aku utk tidur sebab rumah aku tiada PSP or any game devices so dia bulih tidur tanpa godaan dpd game2 tu semua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sangat suka main gitar sampai anak buah dia pun dididik bermain gitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bulihlah memasak walaupun tidak perfect tapi masak kari boleh dimakan dan tidak cirit birit org yg mkn kira oklah tu kan, boy, nanti kakai masuk matrik ko ganti dia masak petang k hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Bilik dia memang centre of all gadgets apa ko mau kamera dslr dgn esbok for camera, handycam, game xbox, flat screen lcd, computer, modem internet cakap ja apa ko mau semua ada dlm bilik itulah kali bilik dia panas sebab mcm2 ada dlm bilik dia mcm astro pulak mcm2 ada esbok betul2 jak lagi belum ada kalau ada ndaklah aku tau, itu yang anak buah dia pun suka masuk bilik dia, byk benda boleh dijadikan eksperimen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pernah simpan rambut dreadlock yg kami semua kurang setuju sebab tidak bercuci geng kau bygkan sendirilh dia punya haruman mcmana hmmm. Nasib baik sekarang sudah pendek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. rock2 dia pun dia masih jaga sembahyang walaupun kebanyakkannya sembahyang di akhir waktu, ndk apa blh diperbaiki lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Adikku ini juga walaupun org nampak dia mcm garang tapi deep in his heart i know he is a very kind hearted person n satu cth yg aku ingat sampai sekarang, dia memang tidak pandai lupa sama mummy, kalau dia pergi sembahyang terawih masa kecil2 dulu n kalau ada moreh, alah makanan yg org sedekah di masjid tu, mesti kasi tapau mummy kami sekali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah byk lgi yg bulih dicerita pasal dia ni tapi itu sj buat masa ini coz aku mengantuk mau tidur ok here d picture of d birthday boy , once again happy 27th birthday boy @ otoh @ cikgu isam semoga panjang umur murah rezeki dan dikurniakan isteri solehah dan keturunan yg soleh dan solehah bahagia dunia dan akhirat ndak pyhlah ko cari yg siksi2 tu susah ko jaga nanti k  ieza salim signing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfxyshhiTFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wAf5tUHD08w/s1600-h/DSCN1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfxyshhiTFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wAf5tUHD08w/s320/DSCN1126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331262168138665042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-8750743716316495017?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8750743716316495017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/mohdhisham-mohdsalim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8750743716316495017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/8750743716316495017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/mohdhisham-mohdsalim.html' title='Mohd.Hisham Mohd.Salim'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfxyshhiTFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wAf5tUHD08w/s72-c/DSCN1126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317874207856183486.post-4877402863187058599</id><published>2009-05-01T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:32:21.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.5.2009</title><content type='html'>Today is the labour day n today also marks my first post in dis blogging world of blogspot. Nothing much to scribble at d moment. Wil try to write more in near future for another way of theraphy of d mind n to leave some memories for my children n future descendants. Tat's all for now. ieza salim signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317874207856183486-4877402863187058599?l=storyofthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4877402863187058599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/152009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/4877402863187058599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317874207856183486/posts/default/4877402863187058599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/152009.html' title='1.5.2009'/><author><name>Ieza Salim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15331417030364771215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b74blS8sjx8/SfrDvUOv8PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLEJxOlNHbo/S220/DSC_1572.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
