<?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-1118354797507134361</id><updated>2012-02-06T23:48:42.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku punya cerita</title><subtitle type='html'>not suitable for bedtime stories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-6491736746905641332</id><published>2012-01-11T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T06:06:29.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sad but sweet day :')</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walaupun sibuk hari ni teman rasa nak kongsi jugak cerita hari ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hari ni dlm bahasa melayu..sbb rasa 'relax' sikit..haritu stress...tu yg keluar bahasa omputih tu..kuang kuang kuang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh eh..lama plak teman tak tegur en kambing ye...kesian en kambing...bukan ku tidak mengingati dirimu..tapi teman skrg ni tgh biol nak exam tak lama lagi..nanti kita buat study group sama2 dlm kandang en kambing ye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ni ada sorang uncle cina masuk dlm bilik teman...bilik klinik la ye..karang ada yg salah paham plak...uncle tu dah tua..dah 85 tahun pun...tapi steady lagi...ada darah tinggi skit...tapi yg lain2 semua takde..dia dtg dgn anak dia...senyum manis je uncle tu..fasih berbahasa melayu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mula2 tu teman buat consultation mcm biasa..tanya apa khabar...ada makan ubat tak...ada apa2 masalah tak...uncle senyum saja...semua okay katanya....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepastu teman bukak komputer nak tengok keputusan darah uncle tu...(ye, dkt hukm, laporan ujian darah, x ray, laporan masuk wad terdahulu semuanya masuk dlm sistem komputer, so senang nak trace...yg tahun 2006 pun senang je nak cari...cita2 teman nak buat mcm ni dkt klinik kesihatan nanti insyaAllah...doakan ye)....tengok2 takde...yg last sekali bulan 7 tahun 2011..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman pun tanya anak uncle tu...'eh, kenapa takde keputusan darah ye?tak sempat ambil ke haritu?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jawab anaknya...'oh ye...tak sempat nak ambil...mak saya baru meninggal hari tu..'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Oh ye ke...sorry ye...bila meninggal?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Baru 3 minggu lepas.....'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Ooooo' teman menjeling uncle sekilas...uncle masih lagi tersenyum..lepas tu uncle kata 'Dia mati pun takdak sebab apa2...sakit apa pun takdak...dia tido saja..lepastu tak bangun...terus tido saja'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman angguk..dapat rasakan yg uncle masih nak bagitau sesuatu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia masih tersenyum...tapi matanya dah bertukar sayu....Bila uncle diam saja, teman sentuh lututnya...'Uncle okay ke..?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Saya banyak ingat sama dia....55 tahun hidup sama...satu kali pun tak pernah gaduh...sekarang rasa byk sunyi....rumah byk orang, tapi byk sunyi....'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman hanya mampu tersenyum dan mengangguk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba2 uncle ambil wallet dari poketnya....ditunjuknya teman gambar hitam putih mereka berdua sewaktu muda....'Ini gambar sudah 55 tahun dlm ini wallet...saya tak pernah tarik keluar' ...Air mata uncle sudah mengalir...mata teman pun dah basah...cepat2 teman buat2 tgk komputer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sedihnya waktu tu Tuhan saja yg tahu...semestinya sukar utk org tua sepertinya berada dlm kehilangan org tersayang....walaupun teman pasti yg mereka telah pun lama terfikir akan kematian, tetapi bila tiba waktunya..kehilangan itu tetap pahit utk ditelan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Sekarang saya pun rasa tak payah dtg klinik lagi...hidup lama2 pun mau buat apa...dulu saya ingat saya mati dulu..saya lagi tua 10 tahun drp dia...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, org yg ditinggalkan selalunya akan merasai kesedihan yg lebih hebat drp org yg meninggalkan (huhu..kesian sumi san i....i sayang u tau) Teman tak tau nak cakap apa masa tu...jadi teman cuma cakap apa yg ada dlm hati teman ,'Uncle kena kuat, tengok ni..anak2 cucu2 semua sayang sama uncle...semua mau tgk uncle happy...bagus la uncle ingat sama auntie...mesti auntie dulu pun byk happy sama uncle dgn anak2...tapi skrg uncle kena cuba kuatkan hati ye'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman pun tak tau apa yg teman cakap...yg pasti teman dpt rasa kesedihannya walaupun dlm tempoh beberapa minit uncle berada dlm bilik teman...sampai kecut2 jantung menahan sebak dibuatnya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hargailah pasangan yg telah ditetapkan oleh Allah buat kita kerana sesungguhnya dialah pasangan terbaik buat kita...dan sesungguhnya mati itu pasti..sejauh mana sedalam mana cinta kita kepada manusia, manusia itu tetap akan mati..dan seandainya cinta itu hanya kepadanya,maka rugilah kita...kerana cinta agung itu tetap milikNya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: kepada en suami, semoga kita jua dapat menjadi tua bersama2 insyaAllah...bimbinglah isterimu ini hingga ke syurga :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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any symptoms but requested for a full check up including tumour markers, CT scan etc, we know that at the end of the day, our answer will be- to politely decline the request..in fact we even come up with our own scenarios and test ourselves on how to answer it the best way..just so we could go into our 'automatic' mode during the exams and just write the answers without thinking much...coz time is really an issue during exams..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i've already been drilled a few times on this rather popular question on a patient who have an acquired physical disability who would like to continue driving. A common scenario would be :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A 40-ish year old lorry driver who have very poor diabetic control complains to you that he has numbness over both of his legs for the past few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, other than solving his present complain of numbness and trying to achieve better control of his diabetic condition (by denying him practically all types of food that u can think of..hehe), we also have been reminded again and again that he should be referred for a proper driving assessment by the JPJ to see whether or not he is still fit to drive that big lorry. And, if for some reason, the JPJ decides that he is unfit and may impose some liability to the society, he will then be advised to stop driving and we will just assume that he will simply look for another job and settles down happily ever after full stop. And we will insyaAllah at least pass the question with 5/10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mind boggling thing is that...things are not as simple in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks ago, a patient came to me with a form from the social welfare department. He appeared nervous but at the same time determined and i could even sense a bit of...'arrogance' in the way he walked and held his nose high. Looking retrospectively, i think that bit of arrogance that i sensed was perhaps just a shred of pride that he was holding on to while handing me that piece of paper seeking for help that he needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was a 45 year old man with 2 amputated fingers on his right hand due to industrial injury 16 years ago...Since 16 years back, he had never gone to the welfare department requesting for any sort of financial help because he was still able to work in a nearby factory (hard labour which involved carrying heavy things without the need of fine handwork) however, since 6 months back the factory had to shut down and he was left....jobless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This patient is a regular guy with a family, 5 children..all still schooling....youngest 6 years old...and was in serious need of money when 4 months ago his neighbour offered him to drive his groceries van...and so, he took the offer gladly and Alhamdulillah with that little amount of pay, the family of 7 was still able to breathe, not as comfortably maybe..but enough..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, thinking that his little ones still have a long way to go, he finally decided that it was time to get some financial aid, which i supported with no hesitations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem that i had while looking at him was however...how do i tell him that the only source of income that he has now; which is driving a van (with 2 amputated fingers if i may add) may jeopardize his own life and the others on the road...how do i tell him that i have to refer him to JPJ for a driving assessment where he runs a risk of getting his licence being revoked by the authorities?? who am i to deny his children food and money to go to school...??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A toughie it was...but thinking of those who may get injured on the road just because i failed to do the right thing when i had the chance to is just unacceptable...so i took a deep breath and told..whatever that needed to be told..i tried to be gentle but firm at the same time..and all the while that i spoke he just looked at me with that sad expression on his face...God, it was tough...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end..he looked down at his shoes and gave me a small nod...he told me that he agreed with whatever that i said...and he understood the risk that he was imposing on to the others on road...and he himself didnt want to be held responsible for injuring others while driving....but he told me he needed time...time to come up with a new plan...to discuss with his wife on how to generate income for the family....i agreed...provided that he does not take too long...okay he said..so we fixed an appointment for him to come back..where i could refer him to the occupational therapist and the JPJ for a proper driving assessment...i pray that the JPJ passes him though...it will be less complicated...but even if he fails the test, hopefully by then he would already have a back up plan insyaAllah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose that incidence really showed me that life is not like what we learned in the textbooks...and ideal situations may not be easily applied to every single scenario that we go through everyday...it's these litte things in life that make us wiser and prepares us for the next challenge...and when we should never abandon the things that we learn in the textbooks or the standard answers in the exams, we should also also learn on how to make the best out of any situations in life- and that's exactly what i've got to do now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1118354797507134361-1640261983467792651?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/1640261983467792651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2012/01/ideal-situation-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/1640261983467792651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/1640261983467792651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2012/01/ideal-situation-or-not.html' title='ideal situation? or not?'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-8768466002425689346</id><published>2011-10-03T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:49:22.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Listen to me,Dr..I'm telling you something!"</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat hari raya en kambing n pelawat2 sekalian...En kambing raya kat mana tahun ni??oo, dlm kandang...dah abis kuih raya en kambing? teman punya ada lagi..sebijik2 teman makan lepas balik keje...rasanya boleh simpan sampai raya haji kot...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skrg ni teman tgh keje kat kecemasan...Dua bulan teman kat situ...penat betul rasanya..ye lah, mana taknya..semua kes kecemasan, asyik nak cepat je...tak boleh buat keje lambat2..dah la tu, kena perah kepala buat diagnosis cepat2...kalau tak patient makin menimbun kat kecemasan, nanti ramai yg kena tunggu lama kat kecemasan...kesian pulak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alkisahnya bila jadi Dr kat kecemasan ni, memandangkan kerja kena cepat dan efficient pada masa yg sama, para Drs kena cekap pilih informasi mana yg relevant, yg diberi oleh patient supaya kita boleh faham cepat apa yg berlaku pada patient..So, memang adakalanya informasi2 yg tak berapa relevent tu, teman kadang2 buat tak endah saja dan concentrate pada benda yg penting. Contohnya lah, kalau patient complain sakit dada, dan pada masa yg sama dia bagitau matanya rasa kering...sudah tentu teman akan concentrate pada simptom sakit dada, dan akan make sure ECG dibuat untuk pastikan sama ada patient tu sedang mengalami heart attack atau tidak...Simptom mata kering yg tak berapa specific tu mungkin hanya akan diteliti selepas teman dah pasti tidak ada perkara 'life threatening' yg patient tu sedang hadapi waktu tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having said that, baru2 ni ada kes kecemasan kelakar yg teman nak share..Bila teman pikir2 pasal kes tu, mesti teman akan tersenyum dan menginsafkan teman agar jadi org yg lebih humble dan &lt;b&gt;dengar&lt;/b&gt;.....betul2 dengar apa yg patient nak cuba cakap pada teman...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari tu ada seorang apek ini dlm limgkungan umur 70 lebih dtg ke kecemasan, dia datang jauh dari Karak, Pahang...anak2 dia bawak dia ke kl ni...sbb diorg tinggal kat sini...so senang la nak jaga bapaknya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kata anak2nya, apek ni tiba2 saja develop slurring of speech dengan severe giddiness sejak dari malam semalam...hmm, apabila dengar saja 'slurring of speech' tu, semestinya mana2 Dr pun akan risau pasal stroke...jadi teman pun bersungguh2 la check apek tu, suruh dia angkat tangan, angkat kaki...angkat kening, senyum...(ye, kalau org kena stoke, sebelah mulut akan senget sebelah, so kira senyum sekerat aje la)...bila dah check semua, nampak mcm apek ni kuat je...takde pun lemah separuh badan...senyum pun hensem lagi...siap cakap kat teman "ini semua gigi original tau..bukan tipu punya" hehe...okay lah uncle...lu pakai colgate ka, gigi banyak kuat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi bila bercakap memang bunyi mcm lidah ketat...Itu aja yg teman jumpa...tapi memandangkan senior teman yg mula tengok kes tu pada awalnya dah order CT scan utk tengok otak, jadi patient tu pun dihantar utk CT scan...dan spt yg dijangka kan, memang CT scan tu normal...tak nampak mcm stroke pun...so teman pun sembang balik dengan apek n anak2nya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kata uncle, 2 hari sebelum dia ke kecemasan..dia terseliuh tangan...jadi dia pegi ke klinik untuk terima injection....balik aje dia di rumah, tetiba dia tersedu2....lama dia tersedu2....pastu dia pegi balik ke klinik tu, klinik tu bagi ubat untuk dia...2 jam lepas makan ubat tu, tetiba lidah dia jadi ketat and dia rasa mulut kering....haus sangat...kepala mula rasa pening.tapi takde lemah separuh badan ke...kebas ke..semua takde...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...teman pun naik pening dengar cerita dia...masa teman dengar cerita apek tu, yg teman risau 2 benda...ubat apa yg klinik tu bagi...dengan pasal lidah ketat apek tu....teman masih risau kalau2 ada penyakit saraf lain yg apek tu ada...and teman tak peduli sgt pun pasal apek tu cerita yg dia tersedu2....and pasal mulut kering dia tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kebetulan masa tu, anak dia ada dekat teman..kejap2 bapak dia mintak air...kejap2 air....yg terlintas kat fikiran teman masa tu, ish apek ni ada diabetes ke....apa hal asyik nak minum air je...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang teman lega sgt masatu, tetiba anak dia kata dia ada bawak ubat yg klinik kat Karak tu bagi kat apek tu..teman pun tengok...."Chlorpromazine" nama ubat tu...Terbeliak mata teman menengokkan ubat tu....mana taknya...ubat tu ubat utk penyakit mental Schizophrenia!! teman pun tengok balik pada anaknya....make sure yg tu ubat yg betul diberi oleh Dr di pahang tu...beriya2 anak2 kata..itulah ubat yg apek tu dpt haritu....teman pun bisik "Bapak u ada penyakit mental ka...cakap sorang2 ka..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anak dia pulak yg terbeliak memandang pada teman..."Haiyoo....takda la....apa pasai, itu ubat org gila ka?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman tersenyum..."ya..tapi saya pun tak tau kenapa itu Dr kasi dia ini ubat...takpa, sini ada nombor telefon klinik tu, nanti saya telefon sekejap"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman pun telefon la klinik kat Karak tu...mcm2 benda main kat fikiran teman waktu tu....nasib baik ada Dr kat klinik waktu tu...tapi malangnya,bukan Dr yg merawat apek...Dr lain pulak yg cover...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas teman memperkenalkan diri, teman pun cerita psl apek tu...Dr tu pun bagitau daripada record mmg uncle tu ada datang 2 kali...sekali pasal sakit tangan...masa tu, Dr yg merawat bagi injection Voltaren (pain killer), tapi malang sekali lagi...masa apek datang utk kali kedua...Dr yg merawat tu hanya rekodkan nama ubat yg diberi je...tak ditulis pulak diagnosis atau sebab ubat tu diberikan...and memang betul ubat Chlorpromazine tu la yg diberi pada apek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang peliknya, ubat tu hanya diberi utk 3 hari...pelik kan...kalau apek tu betul2 gila...dah tentu kena bagi ubat tu bertahun2....huwaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!teman nak nangis waktu tu...betul2 tak tau apa kena dgn uncle...lepas berhempas pulas teman tanya mcm2 kat Dr locum tu (Dr tu pun agaknya dah berpeluh2 menjawab soalan2 teman...kesian dia...dah la tak tau apa2 psl patient tu), teman pun was already on the virge of giving up and saying good bye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman: Well, thank you very much la for helping me out here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr: Sorry, for not being able to help much...But there's no documentation here of why the medication was prescribed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman: Yeah.....what to do, maybe I will have to call later when the other Dr is in then...haiyo....I dont know what to do la...so pening...the only thing that the patient told me was that, he had some hiccups then he went back to your clinic for the 2nd time (dengan nada putus harapan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr: Wait a minute...he had hiccups??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman: Yeah...why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr: Oh i see!!then maybe that's why la the Dr gave him Chlorpromazine!! sometimes we give short course of that medication for hiccups!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman: Oh really????!!! I've never heard of it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically, teman tak pernah tau pun yg kalau tersedu ni boleh diubati dgn ubat Schizophrenia....hehe....hampeh..(yep, I still have got sooooooooooo much to learn!!) ...so, lepas thanking the Dr profusely, I put down the phone dengan rasa kemenangan yg puas! Yes, finally, I got the diagnosis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apek tu sebenarnya sedang mengalami side effecst of the antipsychotic drug...which is called 'extrapymidal symptoms' (boleh google ye) and simptom2 nya adalah seperti &lt;b&gt;slurring of speech&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;dry mouth&lt;/b&gt; (hence the thirst and continuous drinking of water &lt;b&gt;*slaps forehead*&lt;/b&gt;), giddiness, agitation and macam2 lagi....and to think that I was trying to just disregard the non specific symptoms that the patient was trying to tell me! MasyaAllah..thank you for saving me from committing such crime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, dapat je diagnosis tu (dengan rasa ala2 puas mcm dpt solve misteri dlm cerita CSI) , teman terus je bagi antidote pada ubat antipsychotic tu...and Alhamdulillah...after about half an hour...the patient dah boleh cakap dengan bunyi yg jelas....no more slurring of speech!!! ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really satisfying seeing patients improving in front of your very eyes...but of course the earlier part of looking for the root cause is a real headache la...but i guess..it's worth all the effort that you made!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self and to all who inspire to become doctors :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Never ever stop learning...you can never become 'too good'...Ilmu Allah tu luas...carilah sebanyak mana yg mungkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Listen to your patients!! Listen to what they say...dont disregard something that u do not know as unimportant...coz the brain does not know what the ears cant hear/the eyes cant see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Never, ever be cocky...always remain humble like how you were when u were a medical student...coz that's what u'll be for the rest of ur life...a student! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that, I thank you for visiting my kandang kambing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1118354797507134361-8768466002425689346?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/8768466002425689346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/10/listen-to-medrim-telling-you-something.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/8768466002425689346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/8768466002425689346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/10/listen-to-medrim-telling-you-something.html' title='&quot;Listen to me,Dr..I&apos;m telling you something!&quot;'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-7547005013899062128</id><published>2011-07-30T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T08:47:38.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st target for Ramadhan Kareem :)</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadhan kareem is just around the corner :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jom kita sama2 register utk masuk ke Akademi Ramadhan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moga bila graduate nanti menjadi hamba2 Allah yang lebih baik insyaAllah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, apa target pertama teman untuk Ramadhan kali ni..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...teman rasa teman nak cuba untuk menunaikan solat tepat pada waktunya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak nak lengah2 lagi...doakan teman berjaya ye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman tinggalkan mi-ke dengan cerita yg teman suka bebenor...never fails to make my eyes moisten each time i read it!...enjoy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Last Minute Solah"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He remembered his grandmother' s warning about praying on time:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;'My son, you shouldn't leave prayer to this late time'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;His grandmother' s age was 70 but, whenever she heard the Adhan, she got up like an arrow and performed the Solat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He, however could never win over his ego to get up and pray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Whatever he did, his Solat was always the last to be offered and he prayed it quickly to get it in on time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Thinking of this, he got up and realized that there were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He had been at work all day and was tired, very tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He was sweating profusely. He looked around. It was very crowded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Every direction he looked in was filled with people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was. His heart was about to burst.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;It was the Day of Judgment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Could this be something his mind made up?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The interrogation was still going on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called. No one could answer him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a passageway for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward. He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd. The angels brought him to the centre and left him there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He opened his eyes but saw only another world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The people were all helping others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while the other was being cleared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He pleaded his case, 'I too was always on this path. I helped others. I spread the word of Allah. I performed my Salah. I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;'Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;'Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision. At last, the decision was made.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;His legs felt like they were going to collapse. He closed his eyes as they began&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;To read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;His name was read first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn't be,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;'How could I go to Jahannam? I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;to others.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The two angels took him by the arms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;the blazing flames of Jahannam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur'an that he read, he was asking if none of them would help him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The Jahannam angels continued to drag him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;They had gotten closer to the Hellfire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He looked back and these were his last pleas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Had not Rasulullah [PBUH] said, '&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins&lt;/em&gt;?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He began yelling, 'My prayers? My prayers? My prayers?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The flames of the fire were burning his face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;One of the angels pushed him in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He wiped some dust off himself and asked him, 'Who are you?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The old man replied, 'I am your prayers.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;'Why are you so late?! I was almost in the Fire! You rescued me at the&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;last minute before I fell in.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The old man smiled and shook his head, 'You always performed me at the&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;last minute, did you forget?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was in a sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Pass this on to your friends and family......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Maybe, you can help someone open their eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;And who knows?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Maybe, this is a good deed that can help you during The Day of Judgment. INSHA-ALLAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="box-grey" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 3px; border-right-width: 3px; border-bottom-width: 3px; border-left-width: 3px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 24px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(247, 247, 247); border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); text-align: center; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;فَإِذَا قَضَيۡتُمُ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَ فَٱذۡڪُرُواْ ٱللَّهَ قِيَـٰمً۬ا وَقُعُودً۬ا وَعَلَىٰ جُنُوبِڪُمۡ‌ۚ فَإِذَا ٱطۡمَأۡنَنتُمۡ فَأَقِيمُواْ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَ‌ۚ إِنَّ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَ كَانَتۡ عَلَى ٱلۡمُؤۡمِنِينَ كِتَـٰبً۬ا مَّوۡقُوتً۬ا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;"When ye have performed the act of worship, remember Allah, standing, sitting and reclining. And when ye are in safety, observe proper worship. Worship at fixed times hath been enjoined on the believers."[An-Nisa':103]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt; Semoga kita semua memperoleh kemenangan di Ramadhan ini ye :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; 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href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-1st-target-for-ramadhan-kareem.html' title='My 1st target for Ramadhan Kareem :)'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-3289571273733230884</id><published>2011-07-06T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T08:30:02.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it your call, or mine??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bimillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following my previous post on 'ambiguus genitalia'...today, im going to 'try' (even though not very successful) to answer a question posted by sister azyan azilah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 68); font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;salam kak sarah. saya selalu baca cerita akak tentang kisah belakang tabir hospital ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kita tertarik nak tanya pasal khunsa ni jugak la. kita selalu dengar pasal "transgenders" yang kata, kami lelaki tapi naluri kami perempuan. ada yang cakap,dulu diorang khunsa (ada dua kelamin) tapi mak bapak diorang yg decide untuk diorang sama ada jadikan anak mereka lelaki atau perempuan. kira macam mak abah silap percaturan la. jadi mereka seolah-olah salahkan parents diorang. jadi ada yang persoalankan, golongan ambiguus genitalia patut diberikan peluang untuk membesar sebelum ditentukan jantina mana yang diorang lebih cenderung. ini untuk elakkan kes macam ni la. macam dulu pun rasanya ada cerita zaman Rasullah s.a.w yang hamba tu wanita tapi boleh tidur dengan hamba wanita yang lain. kira bagi chance diorang besar dulu la before decide jantina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi rasanya apa pendapat akak dalam kes ni? maybe soalan ni mcam nonsense dari pihak medical or professional, tapi sebagai orang yang curious dan langsung tak ada pape pengalaman dalam ilmu medical ni saya nak tahu jugak la pendapat pakar. hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay azyan..this is my answer for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear azyan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank u so very much for the very interesting questions...and i took sometime searching for the answer as i had to look for the right people to help me with your question..Alhamdulillah, i managed to speak to Prof Harlina Siraj today and i may have some answers for u even if it's not complete...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, u have to know that the issues pertaining to ambiguus genitalia have not been studied thoroughly...we have yet to sit down with all the specialists and ulama' to understand the terms and to discuss the issues that may arise in these kinds of cases...and i am definitely &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; the 'pakar' in this issue :) just merely sharing with u bout what i've learned these past few years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why i mentioned that we need to clarify reg the terms with the ulama' is because, in the Al-Quran, khunsa is mentioned to have both genitalia...that was what Allah said..however, we as medical practitioners (with whatever limited experience that we have) have never seen any cases like that..so, we assume that ambiguus genitalia is one of the categories of 'khunsa' or haemophrodite...however, since we are not very sure of this..sadly to say, that i myself have never mentioned the word 'khunsa' in front of the parents and have also never discussed the repercussions involved if indeed the child is a khunsa in the islamic point of view with them...it is my weakness definitely, and may Allah be with me..insyaAllah i will do further research on this issue in the future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from my discussion with Prof Harlina, previously when chromosomal studies were still not available, mmg byk masalah..the parents had to just simply choose one gender and bring up the child as how they perceive the gender is supposed to be...and mmg bila kanak2 ni membesar, some of them (i do not have the percentage..sorry!) will have some inclination towards the opposite gender..thus the problems such as what u mentioned arise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, even with the chromosomal studies that we have nowadays, it does not guarantee that the child may remain/act according to their biological gender...there have been a few cases of ambiguus genitalia of whom the chromosome was xx, however when the child reached adolescent age, her behaviour became more masculine and she decided that she wants to become a man...we cant really blame them..because even though their chromose is xx, however they may have more androgens or testosterone hormone in their body that's influencing them to behave like a male...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, what's the point of having the chromosomal study then?well, i guess it helps the parents to clear up their mind a bit..and helps them to raise the child according to the biological gender..we can imagine how disturbed the parents may be right?so, at least with the chromosomal analysis, it helps to guide them on how to bring up the child...HOWEVER,the child and the parents MUST be on regular follow ups..and the parents MUST be counselled and forewarned that the child may behave differently when he/she reaches adolescent age...and if the child then decides to change his/her gender, it must be taken with an open mind and further discussions must be made with the drs/ulama' etc...that is why, &lt;b&gt;maybe&lt;/b&gt; the plastic surgery for the reconstruction of the genitalia should not be done during the early years..and &lt;b&gt;maybe&lt;/b&gt; it should be decided by the child him/herself...(obviously, this is easier said than done considering the amount of anxiety that the parents will have to bear and &lt;i&gt;please dont ask me the hukum of doing the surgical reconstruction in the first place...i have not yet consulted an ustaz to answer that..huhu)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, to answer your question...yes, it may be fair to let these children to grow up and decide their gender for themselves as to avoid any confusions/problems in future :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sure u still have many questions...hehe..i do too...and im sorry that my answers contain many 'maybe's...as i said, many questions are still unanswered and some other drs may have other opinions rather than the ones i stated here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope to do more research on this...insyaAllah, i hope to see another professor soon..if i have anything to add..i will update u ya..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank u again for bringing up the issues..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if anything, can email me at sarahsofian@hotmail.com or meet me at facebook! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasallam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: there's a very good article on 'gender and sexuality' by prof harlina that was published in solusi volume 25...try this&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=224887937530770"&gt; link!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s/s: i've never heard the story reg 'khunsa' masa zaman Rasulullah SAW that sister azyan mentioned..could somebody enlighten me on this??thank you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1118354797507134361-3289571273733230884?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/3289571273733230884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-it-your-call-or-mine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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:(</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pekabar en kambing...teman saja dtg melawat en kambing kerap sikit...walaupun baru je dtg haritu...ntah kenapa..melonjak2 rasa sedih kat hati ni..rasanya bila cerita insyaAllah rasa lega sikit kot...huhuhu... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sejak sebulan yg lepas, teman buat posting neonatology...neonatology ni adalah dlm bidang kepakaran kanak2 juga..tapi spesifik untuk anak2 baru lahir sehingga umur 1 bulan...so basically we deal with small babies...mostly are premature babies (bayi pra matang) or babies yg cukup bulan tapi ada penyakit yg dijangkiti sewaktu dalam rahim, atau baby yg menerima kecederaan sewaktu proses kelahiran...Semua hospital ada wad neonatal rasanya...selalunya, penuh dengan incubator (sejenis kotak yg adjustkan suhunya menjadi lebih kurang mcm suhu dlm rahim) dan penuh dengar pelbagai mesin2 yg berbunyi tenot..tenot sana sini...the atmosphere dlm wad neonatal and especially neonatal ICU ni selalunya tegang..because the babies are ill and since they cant talk, the doctors will be doing the guessing job of what the babies are trying to tell us...ala, lebih kurang kalau anak mi-ke menangih tak tentu pasal waktu malam..bagi susu tak mau, pampers tak basah, perut tak kembung...tapi melalak mcm la kena pukul...hmm stress kan??mcm tu lah yg dr2 dlm neonatal ICU ni akan rasa kalau baby tak sihat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, mmg sebulan yg lepas..teman tak berapa happy sgt buat posting neonatology...kesian sgt tgk baby2 yg kecik2 tu kena cucuk sana sini...wayar2 berbelit sana sini...lepastu baby2 tu punya la kecik (around 700-900 grams, gula sepeket kita beli kat kedai pun lagi berat) nak menangis pun tak larat...tapi nak buat mcmmana...kalau tak buat mcmtu, mcmmana nak baik..so, kuatkan hati...niatkan utk cuba pulihkan anak2 tu saja...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam keadaan teman yg tak berapa gemarkan suasana di neonatal ICU and nak cepat2 habiskan posting tu, tetiba seminggu sebelum sempat teman ucapkan sayonara, lahirlah seorang bayi yg bergelar 'khunsa' dan dimasukkan ke dalam wad neonatal ICU tu...(ingat tak lagi cerita teman pasal khunsa/ambiguus genitalia dulu?kalau nak refresh balik memory, boleh click &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/03/xx-or-xy.html"&gt;di sini&lt;/a&gt; ) Khunsa, seperti mana yg kita faham, mempunyai 2 alat kelamin...tapi masa teman sekolah dulu, bila ustazah cakap mcmtu..teman terbayang 2 alat kelamin sebelah menyebelah...hehe...tapi setakat pengalaman teman bekerja selama ni, tak pernah lagi teman berjumpa kes mcm tu...dan teman buat kesimpulan 'ambiguus genitalia' atau 'jantina yg tidak dapat dipastikan' ini adalah dlm kategori khunsa...kalau ada yg rasa mcm teman tersilap, tolong betulkan ye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Ambiguus genitalia' yg baby ni ada rupanya mcm 2 dlm 1...clitorisnya besar..hampir mcm penis...tapi tiada testes...maaf, kalau ada yg tersinggung...sekadar nak beri kefahaman pada org awam tentang ambiguus genitalia...dan rupa alat kelamin dlm kategori 'ambiguus' ni bukanlah standard kpd satu rupa saja...boleh jadi berbeza2...cuma yg pasti, ia tak dapat dipastikan jantina apa pada mata kasar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason baby ni masuk neonatal ICU adalah sebab kita risau ada masalah hormon yg boleh menyebabkan baby ni mengalami kekurangan garam yg teruk dan boleh membawa maut seandainya lambat dirawat..so, baby yg adalah masalah ambiguus genitalia ni selalunya akan dimasukkan terus ke wad neonatal ICU utk pemerhatian awal utk mengelakkan kejadian yg tidak diingini..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadinya, biasalah...bila ada kes2 yg pelik2 sikit mcm ni, selalunya byk org yg akan tengok kes mcm ni secara rapi sikit...tiap2 kali specialist dtg...semua akan perhatikan alat kelamin baby tu secara dekat..siap ambik torchlight suluh lagi...and tiap2 kali specialist tgh periksa baby tu, kedua2 ibu bapaknya akan berdiri dari jauh dgn muka yg amat risau menunggu apa2 report drp para Dr...and walaupun telah diterang berkali2 perkara yg sama,teman masih boleh nampak dgn jelas kerisauan dan pelbagai tanda soal di muka mereka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita, ibubapa baby ni adalah pasangan Melayu yg amat muda...bapanya berumur 24 tahun, ibunya baru 21 tahun...anak sulung mereka...sewaktu antenatal/kehamilan, jantinanya tak dpt dikenalpasti melalui scan..jadi masalah ni hanya dpt dikesan selepas kelahiran...bayangkan betapa terkejutnya si ibu apabila tak tahu nak jawab apa bila staff nurse bertanyakan 'anak apa?' sejurus selepas kelahiran anak tersebut....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Menitik air mata teman bila melihat kebingungan mereka...ada sekali si bapa bertanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dr, apa yg saya nak letak dlm bahagian 'jantina' dlm surat beranak..?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman telan air liur..."Takpe, encik tak payah daftar lagi..tunggu keputusan kromosom dulu..lepas tu baru encik pergi daftar..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh...ye ke...saya betul2 bingung ni Dr...tak tau kenapa jadi mcm ni....tak tau nak jawab apa bila org tanya...isteri saya dah off telefon...sehari suntuk org telefon ucap tahniah...tapi bila org tanya 'anak apa?'..kami tak tau nak jawab Dr...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman tunduk....tak tau nak kata apa....sudah tentu khabar berita mendapat cahaya mata adalah suatu berita gembira yg dikongsi dgn family dan sahabat handai...tapi di kala kita gembira menelefon dan meng'update' status di facebook, ada yg bingung dan bercelaru sama ada mahu dikongsikan berita itu atau tidak...air mata mula bergenang...tapi teman tak mahu si bapa nampak.....teman kuatkan hati...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"mak ayah saya dah kata mcm2 kat saya...ada yg kata saya terkena tulah...orang kampung tak payah cakap la Dr, mcm2 diorg tengah cakap pasal saya dan isteri sekarang ni...ada yg kata sbb saya berdosa itu ini.....saya pun tak pasti sama ada ini ujian atau hukuman...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Encik bersabar byk2 ye...ini semua ujian Tuhan...yg penting, anak encik sihat...tengok baby2 yg lain...mcm2 wayar sana sini....anak encik tak perlu tube apa2 pun, dan masih boleh menyusu badan....insyaAllah, sampai masanya, selesai la masalah ni..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman tak mampu nak cakap panjang2..lepas teman angguk kecil dan minta diri..terus teman pegi ke bilik baby tersebut dgn tujuan nak buat routine ward round...sesampainya di bilik tu, kelihatan si ibu sedang tersenyum sambil membelai anaknya dengan manja sekali...tak ada sikit pun prejudis di wajahnya..biarlah org nak kata apa pun, anak kecil yg tidak berdosa ini telah dikandungnya selama 9 bulan...dan anak itu tetap anak yg akan dibela dan disayangi olehnya dengan sepenuh hati walau apa tohmahan yg diterima...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman kuatkan hati dan bertanyakan si ibu dgn soalan2 routine harian...si ibu menjawab dgn senyuman manis...bagaikan bahagia melihatkan si anak kecil..sesekali berkerut dahinya bertanya status tekanan darah etc..teman jawab dgn tenang dan cepat2 meninggalkan bilik tu sebelum air mata menitik ke nota...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah masyarakat kita...yg adakalanya lebih suka menghukum daripada memberi sokongan...apalah dosa anak itu...dan&lt;b&gt; siapakah kita utk menghukum dan menjadi prejudis terhadap ibubapanya...???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..itu la teman kata, teman tak seronok dekat neonatal ICU ni....so, basically..sekarang ni, kita tgh tunggu keputusan chromosomal analysis baby ni...chromosomal analysis ni akan bagitau kita sama ada baby ni xx atau xy....dan lepas kita tau xx atau xy, barulah si bapa boleh mendaftar surat beranak...dan bila baby dah besar sikit..barulah kita boleh refer plastic surgeon utk construct alat kelaminnya menjadi salah satu drp jantina berdasarkan keputusan chromosomal analysis tersebut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pada teman, ini adalah ujian Tuhan buat ibu bapa tersebut...mcm2 ujian yg Allah turunkan buat hamba2Nya..dan kita hanya mampu bersabar dan berikhtiar sebaik mungkin dlm menghadapi ujianNya..Jgn sesekali kita melabel org lain dan menghukum mereka...sebaliknya bersimpatilah..dan berilah sokongan baik dari segi apa jua yg kita mampu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman doakan moga Allah berikan kekuatan buat kedua2 ibubapa tersebut..insyaAllah, masa depan akan nampak lebih cerah as time goes by...dan buat anak itu jua...moga dia juga akan faham..bahawa yg paling penting di dlm dunia ini adalah taqwa kepada Yg Maha Esa....bersyukur lah dengan apa yg kita ada...selagi mampu bernafas dan menghirup udaraNya...katakanlah...Alhamdulillah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: kudos kepada semua Dr2 di neonatal ward yg begitu berdedikasi menjaga anak2 ini bagaikan anak2 anda sendiri....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1118354797507134361-7803128096404227543?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-3254077505433159657</id><published>2011-06-30T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:29:46.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why is there a piece of cloth on my head?</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahh...en kambing, baru sempat menjenguk kambing ni ha...tapi kali ni idak le lama sgt teman biarkan en kambing sorang2 kan...okay la tu...penat teman skrg ni tgh jaga baby2 kecik dkt wad NICU (neonatal ICU)...kesian sgt deme..ada yg berat 800g...900g...keciiiiiiikkk sgt....hebat betul kuasa Tuhan...baby kecik mcm tu pun, mcm2 organ kompleks dlm tubuh badan mereka...walaupun badan sekecil tapak tangan kita, tapi bila disuakan susu, pandai menghisap...Subhanallah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, hari ni teman nak tanya satu soalan buat pelawat2 en kambing yg bergelar muslimah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soalan teman ialah: kenapa anda menutup aurat...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adakah : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) kerana mengikut suruhan Allah SWT (jawapan standard mcm dlm kertas pendidikan agama SPM dulu..tapi ramaikah yg betul2 mempercayainya...??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) kerana nak jaga diri drp pandangan lelaki...supaya golongan lelaki tidak mudah tergoda apabila melihat kita...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) sebab ayah suruh..hehehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d) sebab org lain suruh...boyfriend, sekolah, ustazah etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terus- terang teman cakap...suatu masa dahulu, kalau ditanya pada teman soalan ni...teman akan jawab a dan b kedua-nya.....ada tak yg seangkatan dengan teman??...angkat tangan!!....okay,buat2 menggeliat...pastu turun tangan, nanti org ingat wayar putus plak angkat tangan lama2....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in fact, teman rasa mungkin ramai yg jugak berfikiran mcm tu...sbb byk kali teman dengar org bercakap pasal aurat dan pada masa yg sama mengaitkan isu aurat kaum hawa dgn kaum adam...yg kononnya menjadi 'tugas' kaum hawa utk 'tolong' menjaga iman kaum adam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman dtg drp background sekolah agama...dan mentality sekolah agama ni lain sikit...jgn salah anggap, teman amat sayangkan sekolah teman..i am who i am today because of what my school and teachers taught me...in fact, beberapa org sahabat2 teman hari ni adalah sahabat2 yg teman harapkan agar dapat menumpang syafaat mereka utk masuk ke syurga kelak...tapi biasalah budak2 di zaman sekolah dulu...kurang matang...ada yg taksub dgn perkara2 yg tak wajar digembar gembur pun..yg bila dah habis sekolah, takde siapa yg sebut pun...hehe...contohnya, pasal 'status' wanita di mata Islam..kalau di sekolah teman dulu, teman selalu rasa didiskriminasikan...rasa mcm jantina kelas kedua...sejak masuk sekolah agama (daripada sekolah convent..paham2 aje le)...teman rasa susah nak menyuarakan pendapat teman...nak perform di hadapan pentas jauh sekali...bila masuk pasukan debat sekolah, lagi budak lelaki benci...segala perlakuan sampai cara jalan pun (ehem...ehem...ehem) dikritikkan....semua yg org perempuan buat...semuanya salah...semua dikaitkan dgn isu aurat atau pernyataan "Ar-rijalu qawwamun a'nin nisaa'...(lelaki lebih kuat atau superior daripada perempuan)...dont get me wrong...pernyataan itu betul! sebab itu lelaki ketua keluarga...sebab itu lelaki imam dalam solat...dan sbb itu junjungan besar kita Nabi Muhammad SAW adalah seorang lelaki dan tidak ada seorang nabi pun adalah di kalangan perempuan....namun, seorang perempuan itu ada nilai harganya disisi Islam...malah tempatnya begitu tinggi hinggakan ia ditatang bagaikan sebuah permata yg amat berharga agar terpelihara kesuciannya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi apa yg teman hendak perkatakan di sini, oleh sebab teman sentiasa disogokkan dengan mentality2 yg meletakkan wanita sebagai jantina kelas kedua ini, menyebabkan teman juga mula mempercayai yg kaum hawa ini perlu menjaga aurat utk 'membantu' kaum adam menjaga iman mereka....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pernah teman dengar ayat ni daripada kaum adam "Itulah dia, pakai seksi sangat, dedah sana...dedah sini....bila kena rogol, marah pulak...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mind you, this sort of statement..bukannya teman pernah dengar daripada mulut2 kawan2 teman saja...but in fact, it's everywhere...dalam ceramah2 di surau...di media2 cetak dan massa...selalu teman mendengar pernyataan2 yg berbaur sebegini...yg mana membuatkan teman terpengaruh dan bersetuju dengan pernyataan di atas dan menguatkan lagi 'azam' teman untuk 'membantu' golongan adam yg lemah iman ini dengan menutup aurat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi, ingat tak lagi kisah bagaimana seorang perempuan bertudung yg telah dirogol di dalam bas oleh pemandu bas tersebut...kira2 dalam 5-6 tahun lepas???kalau tak silap perempuan tu seorang cendekiawan jugak...seorang peguam kalau tak salah teman...teman ingat lagi, waktu kes tu berlaku..seorang kawan teman yg bukan islam telah bertanya kpd teman &lt;i&gt;"So how now sarah, covering your body and your head also does not seem to prevent you from getting raped does it????"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman terdiam waktu tu, betul jugak ye...cumanya waktu tu, the last defense that i had was to retort &lt;i&gt;"well, u see...if the driver had a choice between a sexy lady in a mini skirt and a lady with a tudung, which one do u think he would have gone for first???"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah...I thanked Allah for that spur of inspiration but then again, it showed that even though u're covered from head to toe, if a guy decides to rape u..he would still most probably will....so, what's all this about us (women) trying to help them taking care of their iman by covering ourselves??doesnt make sense, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, where is the loophole, then....??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is....it's because of this ayat...which has&lt;b&gt; not&lt;/b&gt; been uttered enough in our society...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an ayat..which is far more significant then the one after it....for that was the only reason why it came first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Katakanlah kepada &lt;b&gt;lelaki &lt;/b&gt;yang beriman, agar mereka &lt;b&gt;menjaga pandangannya&lt;/b&gt;, dan memelihara kemaluannya; yg demikian itu lebih suci bagi mereka. Sungguh, Allah Maha Mengetahui apa yang mereka perbuat"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;(ayat 30, Surah An-Nur)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;selepas itu, barulah turun ayat ini..yg teman pasti kome semua pernah dengor sbb selalu diulang2 di masjid2 dan ditampal di poster2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dan katakanlah kpd para &lt;b&gt;perempuan&lt;/b&gt; yg beriman, agar mereka menjaga pandangannya, dan memelihara kemaluannya, dan janganlah menampakkan perhiasannya (auratnya), kecuali yang (biasa) terlihat. Dan hendaklah mereka &lt;b&gt;menutup kain tudung ke dadanya&lt;/b&gt;, dan janganlah menampakkan perhiasannya (auratnya), kecuali kpd suami mereka, atau ayah mereka, atau putera2 mereka, atau putera2 suami mereka, atau saudara2 lelaki mereka, atau putera2 saudara lelaki mereka, atau putera2 saudara perempuan mereka, atau para perempuan (sesama Islam) mereka, atau hamba sahaya yang mereka miliki, atau para pelayan lelaki (tua) yg tidka mempunyai keinginan (terhadap perempuan) atau anak2 yg belum mengerti tentang aurat perempuan. Dan janganlah mereka menghentakkan kakinya agar diketahui perhiasan yang mereka sembunyikan. Dan bertaubatlah kamu semua kepada Allah, wahai org2 beriman, agar kamu beruntung.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; (ayat 31, Surah An-Nur)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess it works both ways kan??Kaum adam perlu menjaga mata...kita tak akan mampu nak menyekat maksiat seandaiknya org perempuan saja yg bertudung berlitup rapinya...kedua2 pihak perlu menjaga...and ayat ke-30 surah An-Nur ini perlu disebarkan dan ditekankan dengan hebatnya lagi supaya kaum adam faham the significance of the ayat...and there's no such thing as terpandang kali pertama rezeki so boleh tenung lama-lama ye...hehe...alihkan lah pandangan anda sebelum diberi dos pelali oleh makhluk yg bernama syaitan itu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And buat my sisters, kaum hawa...bila kita menutup aurat...bukan lah untuk 'membantu' kaum adam menjaga iman mereka....kita menutup aurat...kerana kita akur dengan suruhan Allah SWT...itu sahaja...perbaiki niat kita...peringatan ni terutamanya buat teman sendiri yg dah tersalah anggap selama ni...we should not look at ourselves as sex objects who are trying to cover ourselves from the itchy eyes of men (hehe)..we are dignified muslimah, who are trying our level best to please Allah, and Allah only...orang lelaki insyaAllah, pandai lah mereka menjaga iman mereka sendiri...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan kita sebagai kaum hawa di akhir zaman ini...bukanlah 2nd class gender...kita sekadar mempunyai peranan yg berbeza di dunia...maybe part of our peranan adalah untuk membantu suami kita, dan membesarkan anak2 kita...but we still report directly to The One and Only...and that surely shows that we are as close to Him as anyone else! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: credits to Sri Munawwarah Design and Prof Dr. Harlina Siraj for the most enlighthening talk on 'Aurat and Hijab'! &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-3254077505433159657?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/3254077505433159657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-is-there-piece-of-cloth-on-my-head.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3254077505433159657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3254077505433159657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-is-there-piece-of-cloth-on-my-head.html' title='why is there a piece of cloth on my head?'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-757119385385969955</id><published>2011-06-13T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:01:45.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KL...oh KL...</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa khabar en kambing...sihat ke...amacam duduk kat kampung tu?ada baik??teman tak berapa sihat ni...asyik batuk aje...teman rindu sgt nak balik kampung..boleh jumpa en kambing....hehe....hah?apa??en kambing nak duduk dgn teman dkt kolumpo ni???eh...tak boleh, nanti kita dilabel bersekedudukan pulak...karang jenuh teman nak tutup hidung sepanjang masa plak...hehe...jgn marah ye encik kambing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ni teman nak bercerita hal2 org kelumpo ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alkisahnya, baru2 ni teman pegi ke kl sentral..niat di hati, nak beli tiket keretapi nak balik jumpa buah hati hujung minggu ni insyaAllah :) (oh, berbunga-bunga hatiku..hehe) memang teman tau, parking dekat kl sentral memang mahal...kalau tak salah teman, dlm RM4 sejam...hmm, sejam parking dah boleh kenyang makan tengahari kan...tu la dia harga parking di kl sentral...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadiknya, turun2 je teman daripada kereta, terus teman berjalan pakai turbo menghala ke tempat jual tiket...sementara nak ambik nombor....tgk jadual etc, ada la dlm setengah jam teman kat situ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dapat je tiket, terus teman on on balik v power, terus berjalan ke mesin bayar parking tu...dlm hati berdebar le jugak...takut2 terlebih sejam teman kat situ...(hehe...sebenarnya ada la jugak cuci mata sikit2 bila ternampak baju2 and kasut2 dkt kl  sentral tu..ehem...tapi kejaaaaaap je) dlm hati teman, kalau terlebih 5 min pun, dah RM8 tu...kenyang sehari dah tu kalau nak ikut kan....dup dup....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sesampainya teman dkt mesin tu....ternampak, 1 family cina tgh bayar....belakang family cina tu ada sepasang suami isteri melayu...lepastu baru teman punya turn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mula2 teman tak perasan, tapi tetiba teman terdengar isteri couple melayu tu bisik kat suami dia "Eh..mahalnya bang...mcmmana ni...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila dengar je camtu, terus teman intai harga parking yg family cina tu kena bayar....teman nampak nombor 4....tapi apa hal berhelai2 duit kertas ditelan mesin tu, tapi  cukup2 lagi????rupa2nya........&lt;b&gt;RM40!!!!&lt;/b&gt; Ya Allah, mak datuk!!!!parking ke apa ni???!!....menggaru2 kepala uncle cina tu mengeluarkan duitnya...kejap ditoleh kat bini dia...kejap adiknya pulak mengkorek dompetnya...merata2 ahli keluarganya tolong hulurkan duit....masing2 muka masam and konpius je nak bayar parking kereta tu...yg riang ria masa tu siapa tau??cuba teka??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe...yg seronok masa tu cuma anak2 kecik family cina tu aje...beriang ria mintak duit daripada mak ayahnya nak tolong masukkan dalam mesin tu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman mengalihkan pandangan kepada couple melayu kat depan teman ni pulak...nampak mcm org awam biasa..mcm kita2 jugak...mungkin tua sikit drp teman...isteri dan suami dua2 sedang mendukung anak2 mereka yg sedang tidur..pakaian anak2nya kelihatan lusuh..mcm dah pakai dan dibasuh berulang kali...kelihatan peluh menitik daripada leher si suami...ntah apa yg difikirkannya pada waktu tu...si isteri makin gelisah...tak duduk diam...bergerak sana sini...kejap2 ditolehnya pada suaminya...tapi agaknya sbb si suami taknak merisaukan isterinya, dia cuma tgk straight je pada mesin tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entah kenapa, teman tersentuh melihat situasi yg berada di depan teman waktu tu...tetiba bergenang pulak mata teman, mcmmana kalau harga parking mereka sampai RM80 or Rm100??adakah teman nak offer bantuan??pelikkah kalau teman tetiba nak tolong sikit???apakah mereka akan tersinggung???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam susana tegang mcmtu, tetiba famly cina tu pun beredar setelah mesin itu melahap sbyk RM40 duit mereka...tibalah giliran pasangan melayu tu...tangan si suami menggeletar memasukkan tiket ke dalam mesin..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman menarik nafas........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RM 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hembus nafas....mujur tak banyak sangat...tapi BANYAK LA JUGAK KAN????SEMATA2 UNTUK PARKING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suami tak berkata apa2..senyap je..perlahan2 si suami masukkan duit sehelai demi sehelai ke dalam mesin pelahap tu...ntah apa yg difikirkannya....agaknya dgn bayaran parking tu boleh menampung kos susu anak untuk sebulan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman buat2 tanya pada si isteri...."berapa sebenarnya sejam ni kak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"empat ringgit...mahal betul...kami tadi bawa anak2 jalan2 naik keretapi pegi seremban...dah lama diorg mintak nak naik keretapi...tak sangka pula parking kat sini mahal betul...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isteri menggelengkan kepalanya....masing2 senyap je..and bila dah habis bayar, si isteri sempat memberi senyuman kecil pada teman sblm beredar....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah senario hari2 org2 di kuala lumpur sebenarnya...mungkin ada 5% komuniti kuala lumpur yg berkemampuan tinggi..tapi rata2nya hanya merupakan golongan sederhana yg sedar atau tidak, sebenarnya tersempit dlm kos sara hidup yg tinggi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bayangkan, tol merata2...satu tol RM1-2....ada yg kadang2 kena lalu sampai 4-5 tol nak pegi ke tempat kerja...so, apa macam??kalau tak bayar kena lalu jalan jauh, atau jam...so...mau tak mau...bayar....bayar...bayar.....tu belum masuk cerita petrol lagi ye...LRT pun dah naik harga sekarang ni compared to before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Percaya tak kalau teman cakap yg kita di malaysia ni sebenarnya hidup dgn cara melebihi kemampuan kita...?percaya tak kalau teman cakap kita sebenarnya tak mampu nak hidup dgn cara yg kita hidup skrg....mcm beli rumah...kereta...etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sbb, secara asasnya, kita patut beli sesuatu tu kalau kita ada duit yg secukupnya...setuju??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contoh, kita nak beli pen harga RM2....kita perlu RM2, betul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, kalau kita takde duit RM2, mcmmana??kita kena la beli pen seringgit....tapi apakah pen seringgit tu pen idaman kita???apakah pen seringgit tu cukup untuk menampung segala keperluan dakwat kita?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau tak cukup, mcmmana....ohh senang saja...inilah dia idea kapitalis barat yg telah berjaya mengenalkan sistem pinjaman kita supaya kita semua rasa mcm tak dapat lari drp menggunakannya..walaupun pada hakikatnya kita sebenarnya TIDAK MAMPU untuk memiliki pen RM2 itu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan, alang2 nak bagi kita pinjam duit, buat apa diorg bagi pinjaman sebanyak RM2 saja....diorg naikkan pula harga pen tu...jadi RM10....jadi, kita pun pinjam la RM10......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sedih kan???teman rasa sedih sgt....and kesian melihatkan org2 di kl ni sebenarnya...nak beli rumah, mahal...nak beli tanah, mahal...tapi kalau takde rumah..mcmmana...??mcmmana nak jaga anak2...susu mahal, pampers mahal...semua mahal....tu yg ramai warga kota yg duduk dkt kawasan flat....well, flats are different than condos okay....teman tau, sbb teman pun duduk flat skrg...kena byk toleransi, kena byk sabar dgn karenah org2 yg duduk dlm bangunan yg sama dgn kita...kalau dapat komuniti yg bersih bertamadun, takpe...kalau dapat yg pengotor???yg langsung tak kisah apa yg org fikir psl mereka????berasap jugak la kita kan...tu belum masuk isu upringing anak2 lagi tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even these flats in kl are not cheap okay???Jadi, apa nak buat...?ambil pinjaman beratus2 ribu...bayar faedah double dgn harga tanah sebenar....nampak mcm jalan penyelesaian mudah..tapi sebenarnya mereka terus dihimpit...dihimpit...dan dihimpit lagi.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman tak nak mula ckp pasal kerajaan, politik etc..takde makna buat teman...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pada teman, kita semua kena berusaha sendiri utk memajukan diri dan keluar daripada kesempitan hidup ni...kita kena kreatif,kita perlu inovatif dan ada semangat daya saing utk menyara diri dan keluarga...buat lah apa saja yg boleh, selagi halal dan jalan ke rezeki itu merupakan jalan yg diredhai Allah, let's do something for our family, race and religion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pada sumi san, i tak sabar nak balik kulim, tempat where u can still get kuih seposen sebijik!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu aje cerita teman pada hari ni...pikir2 kan apa yg teman ceritakan hari ni ye...teman doakan kita rakyat malaysia akan sentiasa di bawah naunganNya...semoga rezeki kita melimpah ruah...dan semoga kita tidak lupa bersyukur dgn apa saja yg kita ada! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasallam.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1118354797507134361-757119385385969955?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/757119385385969955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/06/kloh-kl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/757119385385969955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/757119385385969955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/06/kloh-kl.html' title='KL...oh KL...'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-2227605764195976720</id><published>2011-06-06T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T07:22:59.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>serupakah kita??</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weehoooo...encik kambing!!ingat teman lagi tak??eh eh encik kambing ni..amnesia pulak....hehe...baru berapa bulan je teman tak tengok en kambing..terus en kambing lupa kat teman??alalalalala....jangan la merajuk en kambing...byk kali dah teman berniat nak melawat en kambing ni...masalahnya byk sgt benda dlm kepala teman ni...sampai teman tak sempat langsung nak jumpa en kambing...teman baru balik drp pulau jerejak tau en kambing...bawak anak2 yatim gi jalan2...seronok betul rasanya...bukan selalu dpt luangkan masa dgn budak2 tu...lain kali, teman bawak en kambing gi jalan pulak ye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hari ni teman nak bawak kome berpikir skit...tentang satu golongan manusia ni.....Golongan yg kita selalu sebut dan dengar zaman sekolah dulu...Golongan yg kononnya beragama Islam, tapi sebenarnya berpura2...bagaikan duri dlm semak...eh eh...duri dalam daging....Golongan yg dikatakan akan diseksa dgn neraka yg paling bawah sekali di alam sana nanti....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iya betul...golongan yg teman nak bawak kome berfikir hari ni...adalah &lt;b&gt;golongan 'munafik'&lt;/b&gt;...and selalunya bila kita sebut 'org munafik' tu, selalu terbayangkan org2 arab jahiliyah yg bengis..yg jahat..yg selalu memusuhi nabi...tapi, bila teman dengar kupasan2 ustaz zahazan dlm radio ikim baru2 ni...mcm tak jauh sangat sifat2 munafik tu dalam diri kita..terutamanya dlm zaman yg penuh fitnah mcm skrg ni...ternyata, sifat2 munafik tu selalu kita jumpa dlm masyarakat kita...malah, kadang2 kita sendiri juga tidak lari dari melakukan dosa2 yg sama...Astaghfirullahalzim....moga Allah memelihara kita daripada melakukan dosa2 yg sama....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okeh, mari kita rewind balik zaman sekolah time 'pendidikan Islam' dulu..Apakah yg dikatakan dgn ciri2 org munafik ni??......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sila...sila...siapa nak jawab....??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rasulullah SAW pernah bersabda, ciri-ciri org munafik ni ada 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- kalau berkata, maka dia akan berdusta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- kalau berjanji, maka dia akan memungkirinya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- kalau diberi amanah, maka dia akan mengkhianatinya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...sounds familiar??anda pernah menipu..?anda pernah memungkiri janji?anda pernah terlewat dan tidak menepati masa??anda pernah mengkhianati kawan2 anda??huhuhuhu...sadly to say, semua ni seperti perkara biasa dlm masyarakat kita...bukan kata masyarakat...teman sendiri pun tidak lari daripada dosa2 di atas...berapa kali kita 'tipu sunat' dkt boss kita?MC kononnya tapi rupanya ke mid valley...aduh...persoalannya: serupakah kita dengan mereka??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman nak bawa beberapa kisah sirah di zaman Nabi Muhammad SAW utk renungan semua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingat lagi tak pasal Perang Tabuk??Perang Tabuk ni adalah perang terakhir Nabi Muhammad SAW...Kalau tak salah teman, ia berlaku pada tahun 9 hijrah...selepas pembukaan kota mekah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waktu tu bulan Rejab...musim panas...Umat Islam baru saja sampai di Madinah setelah merentasi padang pasir sejauh lebih kurang 500km daripada Mekah...masing2 penat dan amat menginginkan suasana keselesaan di rumah...ramai isteri2 yg gembira dgn kepulangan suami masing2 dan bersedia habis-habisan dgn perhiasan rumah yg menarik, tilam yg empuk, air sejuk buat suami tercinta...kebetulan, waktu tu juga..buah kurma pun baru masak ranum di pokok2..hanya menantikan utk dipetik saja...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba2 datang seruan utk umat Islam berperang di Tabuk...berperang dgn org2 Rome yg merupakan kuasa besar di zaman itu &lt;i&gt;(buat pengetahuan semua, umat Islam telah memenangi peperangan Tabuk ni, hebatkan mereka di zaman itu?) &lt;/i&gt; Mungkin ada yg akan tanya, Tabuk tu dekat mana pulak? Oh, jauh la jugak sebenarnya...lebih kurang 600km daripada Madinah....&lt;b&gt;600km!!&lt;/b&gt;...kalau naik kereta pun mahu nak dekat 10 jam...punggung pun naik kematu...itu pun kita ada highway, R&amp;amp;R, kereta ada aircond...bayangkan mereka di zaman itu yg hanya berjalan kaki, menunggang kuda atau unta di tengah2 padang pasir yg panas terik...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tetapi oleh kerana iman yg begitu kental di kalangan sahabat di zaman itu, mereka tidak teragak2 utk menyertai seruan nabi utk meninggalkan keselesaan rumah yg baru sgt mereka kecapi...terus menyiapkan kuda masing2 dan terus menuju ke Tabuk lillahi Taa'la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di kala inilah, ramai org2 munafik yg memberikan pelbagai alasan kepada nabi utk tidak turut serta..ada yg kata mereka sakit, ada yg kata mereka perlu memetik buah kurma utk dijual supaya tidak kerugian, malah ada yg memberi alasan takut utk berdepan dgn perempuan2 Rome yg cantik2, kerana takut tidak mampu menahan nafsu utk berzina dgn mereka...Astaghfirullahal azim....jauhkanlah sifat2 ini daripada kami Ya Allah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Persoalannya: mudahlah kita utk melabelkan mereka2 ini sbg org2 munafik..namun, fikirkanlah kembali...seandainya kita di tempat mereka...adakah kita juga akan memberikan alasan yg bukan2 supaya kita terus dpt mengecapi keselesaan yg sementara ini????akankah kita menjadi cukup kuat utk terus bangun dan terus berjuang ke jalanNya???berapa kali kita berehat sepuas2nya sebelum menunaikan solat setelah mendengar azan??itu baru seruan azan, belum lagi seruan utk berperang my sisters and brothers..serupakah kita dengan mereka???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cerita kedua teman buat adinda2 sekalian...Ada suatu hari ini, Nabi SAW telah menyeru para muslimin utk bersedekah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Datanglah seorang sahabatnya yg membawa segantang buah kurma...kata sahabatnya, beliau mempunyai 2 gantang buah kurma di rumah, maka disedekahkannya segantang ke jalan Allah...nabi SAW menerimanya dengan senyuman...Namun walaupun sedekahnya begitu ikhlas...ada juga suara2 sumbang daripada golongan munafik..kata mereka "kalau setakat nak bagi buah kurma, baik tak payah bagi..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kemudian, dtg pula Abdul Rahman bin Auf, seorang hartawan di zaman Nabi SAW yg telah dijanjikan syurga drp Allah SWT...Abdul Rahman telah mendermakan 100 (tak berapa pasti ukuran dlm bahasa arab, tapi kira banyak betul la) emas...Saidina Umar terkejut apabila mendengarnya, dan bertanya "Apakah kau sudah gila, ya Abdul Rahman?" Abdul Rahman dgn tenang menidakkan pernyataan itu dan bertegas utk menyedekahkan emas tersebut ke jalan Allah. Nabi menerima sedekahnya itu dan mendoakan Abdul Rahman...namun, walaupun kali ini sedekah yg begitu banyak diberikan ke jalan Allah, org2 munafik tetap menyuarakan kritikan2 mereka..."Abdul Rahman tu memang suka berlagak, suka menunjuk-nunjuk kekayaannya"....kata mereka..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Datang pula seorang sahabat yg berkulit hitam membawakan seekor kuda yg begitu cantik utk disedekahkan ke jalan Allah...Org2 munafik terus mentertawakannya dan mengatakan yg kuda itu lebih cantik daripada tuannya...Nabi Muhammad SAW terus mencela mereka dengan mengatakan yg mereka itu semuanya penipu belaka...malah Nabi SAW mengatakan bahawa lelaki itu lebih baik daripada mereka, dan lebih baik daripada kuda tersebut...dan spt biasa org2 munafik itu akan memberikan alasan yg sama...."kami hanya bergurau sahaja, ya Rasulullah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah lagi sifat munafik...yg hanya suka mengkritik org lain...tanpa ada apa2 usaha daripada diri sendiri...bila diberi sedikit, dikutuknya mcm sedekah itu tidak berguna, bila diberi banyak, dikutuknya kata suka menunjuk, bila dah tak tau apa nak dikutuknya, dikutuk pula wajah si penderma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Persoalannya, pernahkah kita mengkritik org lain tanpa asas???tanpa ada usaha penambahbaikkan daripada diri kita sendiri...kutuk sana...kutuk sini...tapi kita hanya berpeluk tubuh sambil memandang sahaja....serupakah kita dengan mereka????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serupakah kita dengan mereka wahai kome2 sekalian??pikir-pikir kan ye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satu lagi pesan nabi SAW yg teman dengar dlm radio haritu...lepas solat, jgn cepat2 tinggalkan masjid ye...seolah2 kita punyai byk hal2 duniawi yg lebih penting daripada Allah SWT...kerana itulah sifat org2 munafik..yg sekadar berpura2 dtg ke masjid utk memuaskan hati nabi SAW....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesimpulannya, marilah kita bersama2 bertaubat kpd Allah SWT dan pohonlah kpdNya agar terpelihara drp sifat2 keji munafik ini...kerana sesungguhnya kita mendambakan rahmat Allah di akhirat kelak...dan semoga kita menjadi manusia yg lebih sempurna tanpa sifat2 itu...Amin amin ya Rabbal A'lamin :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(note: cerita2 sirah di atas teman petik daripada siaran 'tafsir Al-Quran' bersama Ustaz Zahazan Mohamed setiap Isnin-Jumaat, pukul 6.30 pagi dan siaran ulangan pukul 8pm...sekarang baru sampai surah At-Taubah..byk lagi yg boleh belajar ni...mmg best sgt kupasan ustaz...jom dengar n belajar sama2!! ikim fm 91.5 di kuala lumpur - kena mintak komisyen drp ikim ni..hehe)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1118354797507134361-2227605764195976720?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/2227605764195976720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/06/serupakah-kita.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2227605764195976720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2227605764195976720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/06/serupakah-kita.html' title='serupakah kita??'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-4460910579754600429</id><published>2011-03-09T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T05:07:31.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness, anyone?? :)</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello en kambing dan pelawat2 en kambing sekalian...En kambing mesti suka sekarang kan, sbb teman rajin dtg melawat..hehe..ish,tak mengaku plak en kambing niii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh, hari ni teman ingat nak cerita psl satu lagi pengalaman yg tak dpt teman lupakan sepanjang teman di posting psychiatry...Cerita ni teman akan ingat sampai bila2..sebab ia membawa pengajaran yg amat besar dlm hidup teman...dan mungkin dlm hidup kome juga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman ingat lagi, masa tu teman tgh tengok patient dkt klinik psychiatry...&lt;br /&gt;Macam2 kes yg teman tengok hari tu...schizophrenia, bipolar manic disorder, depression etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa teman tgh sibuk tgk kes yg bermacam2 tu, misi teman bawak masuk file yg begitu tebal sekali ke dlm bilik teman...aisehman.....kekadang mengeluh jugak bila tengok file tebal2 ni...especially bila patient ramai tgh beratur kat luar..sbbnya kena baca cerita dari awal...hmm...kekadang ambik masa jugak ye, especially kalau time tu adalah kali pertama teman menengokkan patient tu...dah la plak, tulisan para doktot ni almaklumlah...cakar ayam pun lagi hensem kekadang tu...hehe...so, agak lama la skit kalu nak mentelaah file tu ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadiknya, bila dah abih je patient yg teman tgh tengok waktu tu, teman pun dgn tangkasnya membelek2 file yg begitu tebal dan berat tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama patient: Makcik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umur: 53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: Housewife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diagnosis :Major Depressive Disorder (kemurungan kalu dlm bahasa melayu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila teman belek dari awal case notes tu, rupanya makcik ni dah under follow up dgn psychiatry sejak tahun 1999 lagi!!wahhh...lama betul makcik ni follow up dgn hospital...dah lebih 10 tahun dah ni...ubat yg dimakan, mula2 4 jenis...lepas dah follow up punya lama cuma tinggal sejenis aje lagi...Hmm...that's a good sign tu...maksudnya keadaannya beransur baik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause of depression masa 1999 dulu: Sedih sbb rasa sunyi bila anak2 pergi sekolah/ kolej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa pelik jugak masa teman baca sbb kemurungan makcik ni...i mean, semua anak2 pegi sekolah kan??but how many mothers would actually feel so lonely and affected by that sampai boleh dpt depression???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....tapi bila teman screen pages2 yg seterusnya...makcik tu nampak mcm slowly improving...mula2 dah x rasa lonely sgt...then after somewhile dah boleh buat kerja rumah...and dah boleh mix around dgn jiran2 pun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bila teman tgk entries by doctors sejak 2-3 tahun baru2 ni...semuanya asyik tulis "patient well, no new complaints, able to do household chores, depressive symptoms well controlled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bila teman tgk semua entries tu, plus with the fact that anak2 dia pun dah besar skrg (hopefully she is well adjusted to the routines of her children going to school by now....), plus with the fact that she only needs one type of medication for maintainance nowadays.....membuatkan teman gataaaaall je nak off medication tu, observe her for a few more months and discharge her from psychiatry follow up if she turns out okay....after all, berapa lama lagi she's gonna be under follow up kan...takkan seumur hidup kot....kome pun mesti cemuih kalau dok kena berulang ke hospital bertahun2 kan....hmm, so teman pun panggil la makcik tu masuk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuh...masuk2 je makcik tu, teman pun terkezuttt....kasut tinggi, make up ranggi, tudung ala2 siti nurhaliza..kira bergaya abis la makcik sorang ni...senyumannya berseri2...mmg tak nampak langsung mcm patient yg ada depression okay...mmg menguatkan lagi firasat teman yg patient ni dah sihat dan insyaAllah boleh discharge from follow up tak lama lagi....in fact, masa tu rasa annoyed sikit pun ada dgn doktor2 sebelum ni....kenapa la tak discharge makcik ni awal2 lagi....kesian dia kena dtg follow up hospital bertahun2 kat sini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas teman bagi salam, kami pun sembang2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Mcmmana makcik sekarang??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik: Alhamdulillah Dr...byk okay dah skrg ni...dah takde masalah apa2 dah...anak2 pun semua dah besar2....ada yg dah kahwin pun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Ooo...ye ke...dah ada cucu, makcik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik: Iya Dr...Dah ada 2 org cucu....skrg ni mengasuh cucu le keje makcik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Aaaaa....bagus la macam tu makcik...tidak le sunyi sgt ye rumah tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik: heheheh...mmg tak sunyi dah Dr...riuh aje kat umah tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami pun continue lagi sembang2...nampak gaya mmg makcik ni semakin sihat...kejap2 ketawa siap cerita pasal cucu2 dia lagi...bila teman assess pasal routine harian dia, it sounded even more healthier than mine...pagi2 she will go for a walk with her hubby at the park...she's able to cook and perform household chores...bila masa cuti sekolah, anak2 dia akan bawak dia pergi melancong...merata dah makcik ni pegi...cameron highlands, medan, phuket...merata2 lah....seronok benor medengorkan cerita makcik ni....nampak gayanya mcm dia dah betul2 sihat...and when i explored a bit more, there's basically no reason whatsoever for her to remain depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bila dah sembang lama2, teman rasa confident nak off her medication...so secara selambanya teman pun tanya lah makcik tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Hmm...seronok saya tgk makcik dah semakin sihat...jadi, sekarang ni mmg makcik dah tak ada langsung rasa murung mcm dulu ya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik: errr..............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Makcik??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, out of nowhere....angin takdak, ribut takdak...she suddenly burst into flames....eh tak lah...burst into TEARS!!!!.....And i tell u...it was so very abrupt that i just stared at her and wondered if i was still talking to the same person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik: Makcik tak tau la Dr.....(uwaaaaaaaaa!!) sekali sekala tu jadi jugak mcm ni....makcik pun tak tau sbb apa.........huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to calm her down...and when she was a bit better, she continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik: Makcik pun tak paham Dr...kenapa makcik rasa sedih sgt....family makcik semua support makcik....semua dah buat mcm2 nak tolong makcik....suami makcik baik orgnya Dr.... kami jarang bergaduh...tengking makcik pun tak pernah....orgnya lembut betul Dr...bila dia tau makcik ada masalah ni, dia selalu ada dgn makcik...pegi mana2 tak pernah tinggal makcik....sob sob...anak2 pun baik2 semuanya Dr...cukup ambil berat pasal makcik....selalu dtg melawat makcik...yg duduk jauh2 pun tiap2 hari telefon makcik tanya khabar....tapi makcik tak tau la Dr...kadang2 tu...takde sebab apa2 pun...makcik rasa sediiiiiih sgt....rasa mcm duduk kat dunia ni sorang2....ish...nak cerita pun tak tau mcmmana Dr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sat there in silence and looked at her...let her ventilate all she wanted....i tried to explore other reasons that she could be sad for....any histories of family feud ke...any major mistakes that she's done in the past that could have caused her to feel guilty thus the sadness....but there was NONE...!!she was really sad for no reason...and she has been in this state for years!!! poor makcik..i really felt for her....And after consulting my specialist, apparently mmg ada some of depression cases yg mana tak ada concrete reason pun for them to feel sad....they just feel...sad...for no reason.....huhuhu...sedihnya....patut lah tak boleh nak discharge lagi walaupun dah bertahun2 follow up....and when i related her case to my specialist...bukan setakat kena continue medication yg sedia ada, siap kena tambah lagi satu jenis medication and kena jumpa balik dlm masa sebulan...nasib baik makcik tu tak ada suicidal ideation ke apa..kalu idak kena masuk ward pulak....huhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That meeting with the makcik really taught me some valuable learning points ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Never judge a person by their looks...!!even though they look super cool...they may be super hot inside...heheh....apa yg teman merepek ni....well, u guys get the idea right....walaupun luaran seseorang tu nampak tenang...tak semestinya org itu takde masalah yg sedang menggugat jiwanya...and apatah lagi utk teman...i have to master the skill of listening and understanding without even being told directly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Bersyukur dan berbahagialah dgn apa yg telah Allah kurniakan kepada kita...tak kira lah dari segi agama kita, kesempurnaan tubuh badan kita, keluarga kita, pekerjaan kita, rumah kita, kereta...segala2nya....kerana ada org di luar sana....yg punya segala2nya....tapi telah ditarik nikmat 'kebahagiaan' daripadanya....dan apabila tiada lagi nikmat 'kebahagiaan' itu....segala apa jua di depan mata kita sudah umpama tiada maknanya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, tiap2 hari kita berdoakan??kita berdoa mcm2....doa ditambahkan rezeki...doa semoga anak2 kita menjadi anak2 yg soleh dan solehah...doa disihatkan tubuh badan...doa dipermudahkan urusan...untuk apa kita berdoa semua ni.....untuk kebahagiaan.....sbb kita sbg manusia yg lemah...akan merasa amat sukar utk meneruskan kehidupan seandainya tiada kebahagiaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi...solat satlagi..jgn lupa buat sujud syukur ye....sujud lah dgn penuh rasa syukur...kerana hanya dgn rasa syukur itu kita akan rasa diri kita lengkap dan semoga kita semua dpt mengecapi kebahagiaan yg kita cari itu di dunia dan di akhirat....ameen... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-4460910579754600429?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/4460910579754600429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness-anyone.html#comment-form' 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malangku di pagi hari</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello encik kambing...rindu teman tak??teman pun rindu en kambing..asyik tengok gambar en kambing je dlm blog nih..ish...hensem betul la en kambing ni teman tengok...teruja teman..............ntahapahapa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh...hari ni teman punya cerita pun ntahapahapa..&lt;br /&gt;setakat luahan rasa kerana sedih yg tak terhingga...huhuhuh....apa lah nasib ku....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya, skrg ni teman tinggal kat sebuah apartment dkt cheras ni...&lt;br /&gt;Apartment ni okay..org2nya sporting..management so far so good, security okay Alhamdulillah...tapi yg teman suka betul dgn duduk kat apartment ni is because i get to see bermacam jenis gelagat manusia tiap2 hari...ye lah apartment ni unit dekat2...so, mmg boleh faham rutin harian seseorg tu kalau diperhati setiap hari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa mula2 teman duduk dkt apartment ni, pernah sekali teman terjaga dlm keadaan ketakutan dan kelam kabut sbb ingat apartment terbakar...sbbnya ada bunyi loceng kuat gile kat depan bilik teman ni ha...lepas tarik tudung sehelai bukak pintu rupa2nya ada aci tengah sembahyang guna loceng....heheheheheh....lepas tu sekarang bila dah jadi rutin..bila teman dgr aje bunyi loceng tu..maksudnya teman dah kena keluar pegi keje la time tu..sbb nya aci tu punctual, tiap2 hari pukul 7.45am dgn pukul 6.30pm dia akan sembahyang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...dlm byk2 gelagat org yg teman perasan..ada seorang lelaki mcm OKU sikit yg teman selalu nampak melepak dkt ground floor apartment ni...OKU bukan dari segi fizikal..tapi mental...badannya besar...tiap2 pagi bila teman pegi keje, mesti dia akan duduk kat dpn lif, sambil makan kerepek pastu ucap 'good morning' kat semua org yg lalu...hehe..sweet sgt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya, pada suatu hari teman terjaga lambat uk pegi keje..setelah terkocoh2 mandi n menyiapkan diri..teman berlari keluar dari apartment menuju lif...dari jauh teman nampak lif sedang turun dari tingkat atas...13....12......11.....teman duduk kat tingkat 10...jadiknya teman sgt la bersyukur sbb tak payah tunggu lif lama...dah la lambat nak pegi keje dah ni....berlari teman pegi ke arah lif utk tekan butang tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun alangkah terkejutnya teman bila lif tu terbukak aje, teman nampak lif tu penuh dgn tong2 sampah...mungkin dari tingkat2 atas utk di bawa ke tong besar di ground floor....and yg tgh membawa tong2 sampah tu adalah budak OKU tu tadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish...dalam hati teman....nak ke aku masuk dlm lif penuh dgn tong sampah ni??...karang baju berbau plak...tu satu hal...boleh ke tahan duduk dlm lif sampai nak turun 10 tingkat ni??...hmmpphh...tapi memandangkan teman dah lewat, and mmg ada space skit pun utk teman dlm lif tu..teman pun ingat, tong sampah pun tong sampah la...tahan je la skit...kejap je pun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so teman pun tanya la budak tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: erm, boleh ke nak masuk lif ni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak tu diam je...dia buat muka mcm tak paham cakap teman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman ulang lagi soalan yg sama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ermm...saya nak masuk life ni, boleh ke??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekali lagi dia mengamati muka teman...siap kerut2 dahi menengok muka teman....mcm tak paham langsung apa yg teman cakap kat dia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was about to repeat my question in a louder voice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....when he started to laugh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuat sgt dia gelak okay...siap pegang2 perut and tunjuk2 kat teman lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...so now im confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman pusing belakang....tengok, takde sape pun kat belakang...and this guy was still laughing at ME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so really confused....kenapa tetiba gelak kat teman plak ni??teman pakai baju terbalik ke..tudung terbalik ke....ada taik hidung selepet ke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i was just about to ask him that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he suddenly closed the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there i was...standing like an idiot...staring at the closed door lift...and late for work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....GOD!!!the things that i go through in my life!!!!!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: and no, my baju was not terbalik..and my saluran pernafasan was also clear...my rear mirror confirmed it...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-8210483688117452190?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/8210483688117452190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/03/kisah-malangku-di-pagi-hari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/8210483688117452190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/8210483688117452190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/03/kisah-malangku-di-pagi-hari.html' title='kisah malangku di pagi hari'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-1037289937106965381</id><published>2011-03-03T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T08:08:24.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita si tokei kedai dan kedainya</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alahai kambing...nampaknya, memang konfom sebulan sekali aje teman dapat menjenguk kamu ye...kesian kamu...nampak tak bermaya...muka tak berseri...kusam..haa, apa kata teman rekemen tia amelia utk kamu...ya....!!tia amelia.....tia amelia!!! hanya tia amelia!!!!hahhahahhahahahhahahah....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman sebenarnya bengkek benor mendengorkan iklan tu....merobek2 jiwa ku rasanya...dah la dok ulang 'tia amelia' tu berulang2 kali...yg teman paling tak tahan bila deme gelak tak tentu pasal kat hujung iklan tu...eeee...kenapa iklan radio byk yg mcm tu hah??ish...cuba encik kambing kasi idea skit kat deme nih...encik kambing lagi terrer mengiklan kan diri...siap dah main facebook skrg nih teman nampak...naik aeroplane kasi kad tesco lah...apa lah...hehehe...bagus en kambing...bagus...lepas ni bagi kad touch n go plak ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh, hari ni teman nak cerita pasal sorang tokei baju muslimah ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedai baju muslimah ni dah lama teman suka pergi...banyaknya menjual jubah2 yg dibawa dari timur tengah...mmg cantik....mcm2 design...ada yg simple, elaborated..ada yg ada batu sana sini...ada yg tangan ropol2...mcm2 lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan adat lah...baju2 import mcm ni dah tentunya mahal...majoritinya mencecah ratusan ringgit...teman selalu jamu mata aje...seronok tengok jubah cantik2 ni....dah la praktikal, mudah pakai...versatile plak tu..dan sesuai dipakai ke mana2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selain jubah2 tu ada jugak blouse2 muslimah yg panjang2 sampai ke lutut..yg jugak cantik dan simple...dlm 2-3 bulan lepas, teman ada jugak beli blouse2 muslimah tu...hajat di hati pada mulanya nak ambik 4 pasang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi masa nak bayar, alangkah terkejutnya teman bila pembantu kedai tu kata mereka tak ada kemudahan credit card..cash only....hmm, pelik jugak teman...sbb kedainya begitu exclusive...and baju2 n jubah2nya mmg mahal....mcm teman katakan tadi, jubahnya boleh mencecah ke ratusan ringgit...so...mcmmana org nak bawak cash byk2 kalau nak shopping kat situ???...hmm, tapi teman tak kata apa2...mungkin pada waktu tu, kedai tu baru dibuka..and kemudahan credit card tu tak sampai lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadiknya, teman ambik 2 pasang je lah haritu..and bayar secara tunai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dlm 2-3 hari lepas, teman sekali lagi pergi menjamu mata dkt kedai tu...kali ni, berkesempatan pulak berjumpa dgn tuan punya kedai tersebut...teman tanya sikit ttg latar belakang kedai tu etc...beliau menjawab 'family business'...ooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menerai satu lagi blouse yg teman mmg dah aim lama...teman pegi ke kaunter utk membayar...and sekali lagi teman notice yg mereka masih tak ada kemudahan credit cards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman pun bertanya..sekadar ingin tahu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: U all, takde credit cards ye...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: &lt;em&gt;(memandang bawah)..&lt;/em&gt; Ha'ah...takde....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: I see...ookay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Errmm....U tau kan kenapa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: &lt;em&gt;(sekadar meneka...agaknya pasal taknak menggalakkan customer mereka berhutang dgn bank kot)&lt;/em&gt; Erm...maybe&lt;em&gt;.......(sambil buat muka konpius...alaaa...muka yg mcm selalu tu...hehehheheheheheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Tokei:&lt;em&gt; (senyum sambil angguk2 kepala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Teman: ermmm....what about debit cards then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Well, debit cards are okay..but then u tau kan mereka ada some charges that we have to pay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: yeaa....well.......u use their facility..isnt it just logical that u have to pay them...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when he smiled and asked me of my occupation...I told him i'm not in business line so, there's nothing to worry...he's not gonna insult me in any way....so he continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Well, it's alright if u are paying the good guys..the thing is when we use their facilities...we are paying them- the bad guys....we are basically supporting them...and they are just manipulating the whole system so that we continue to support them (lbh krg mcm ni la ye yg teman ingat dan faham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: I see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Do you like working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Do you know that many Muslims nowadays find it hard to get up for Subuh...but they make sure that they reach on time to their working place because they are scared of their bosses??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Dont you find that some sort of 'perhambaan' other than Allah and it's a form of syirik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: &lt;em&gt;(terbeliak mata)&lt;/em&gt; Ohh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: So, you see...to me....if something as simple as that is considered as syirik, apatah lagi directly supporting the bad guys by giving them money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Ehem...but you have a problem..u see....a small problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: The thing is, the stuffs that u sell here are rather pricey and people generally do not carry too much money around to spend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Yes, i know...and i take it as a sacrifice to Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Ah..??Really? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokei: Ya, like the other day...we had this lady who wanted to buy RM3000 worth of jubahs...and she got angry with us because we didnt have credit card facilities...she ended up leaving the store just like that....without buying anything in the end...and it was hard for us to see her go away..but then....that's the sacrifice that we make, u see...maybe it was not our rezeki that day, maybe not hers as well...tapi rezeki Allah ada di mana2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded...understood his family's noble intentions...but i still had that unsettled feeling deep down in my heart...After paying the price of my blouse (CASH- i got RM2 discount for listening hehe) i drove slowly back home...all the while thinking bout the conversation i had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i must applaud the noble intention's of making the best out of the business you own...u want rezeki yg purely halal...and surely yg mendapat keberkatan drp Allah SWT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i applaud the sacrifice that the family went through in obtaining these objectives in their business...tak ramai yg boleh buat mcmni tau...really clear with their mission and fullheartedly practice what they believe...Alhamdulillah...masih ada manusia di luar sana yg tidak memikirkan keuntungan semata2 dan dgn secara senyap2 berjihad di jalan Allah...insyaAllah, ganjarannya pasti berlipat ganda di akhirat kelak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumanya I would feel a whole lot better if there is a way that customers are able to shop in big amounts in this store without resorting to credit/debit cards or having to carry huge amounts of money in their handbags which is a BIG no-no due to the crime rates these days....i've been cracking and cracking my head over this issue...and found only one solution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...maybe not a very good one...as it involves lots of trust...but then again, rezeki ni kan semuanya Allah yg punya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my suggestion is: bagi je customer bawak balik dulu jubah2 tu...lpstu bagi number akaun bank kedai tu and suruh customer tu transfer in je...hehheheh...boleh pakai tak suggestion ni...??teman pernah buat...sbb tu berani suggest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone else ada idea yg bernas yg boleh dikongsi???would be good if we could help this budding islamic bussiness yg berkobar2...mana tau kita pun boleh berkongsi syafaatnya di akhirat kelak?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: is it time to gunting my credit cards into 2???????huhuhu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-1037289937106965381?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/1037289937106965381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/03/cerita-seorang-tokei-kedai.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/1037289937106965381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/1037289937106965381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/03/cerita-seorang-tokei-kedai.html' title='Cerita si tokei kedai dan kedainya'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-9106179722228979194</id><published>2011-02-09T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T08:38:42.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita sumpah petir</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello pelawat2 en kambing sekalian...kita bertemu lagi dlm rancangan...'hannibal'...hehe..pernah tgk tak cerita tu...seram betul...teman x boleh tgk sorang cerita2 mcm tu...kena ada sorang temankan..tak kira lah sape pun..janji berteman..bukan apa, sbb half of the time..teman tutup muka..so, kalu takde org temankan..takde sape la plak yg nak ceritakan balik part yg teman tak tgk tu..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrg ni teman dkt hospital kuala lumpur...teman tgh buat posting 'methadone'...posting ni takde kat hukm..kat kl ni cuma 2 hospital yg buat program nih...pusat perubatan UM dgn HKL...kat negeri2 lain pun tak semua hospital buat...sbb ia memerlukan pakar yg khusus dlm addiction/ketagihan and also budget yg cukup la ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;methadone ni adalah considered sbg substitute/pengganti kpd dadah bagi penagih2 dadah...actually ketagihan dadah ni susah nak dirawat...susah sgt...nak berhenti dadah tu satu hal...yg tu yg paling susah...tapi kalau berhenti secara mengejut pun susah...boleh menjadikan seseorg tu sampai jadi koma silap2...so..kalau nak berhenti, kena buat cara yg betul di bawah pengawasan doktor ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, methadone ni berfungsi sbg pengganti dadah yg boleh mengawal ketagihan dan pada masa yg sama TIDAK mendatangkan bahaya pada otak serta mempunyai kesan2 sampingan yg sangat minima kalau dibandingkan dgn dadah2 berbahaya spt heroin, morphine, amphetamine dll...pendek kata, seseorg penagih tegar yg tak hilang2 ketagihannya, boleh mengambil methadone sepanjang hidupnya sbg pengganti kpd dadah agar dia boleh meneruskan kehidupannya spt org biasa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, byk pengalaman baru sejak teman berada di sini...n tak kering gusi teman duduk dgn penagih2 ni...kelakau deme ni...mcm2 alasan deme bagi especially bila staff mintak air kencing utk buat ujian saringan dadah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam, ada sorang patient ni..urine nya positif amphetamine...amphetamine ni jenis dadah stimulant/peransang...selalunya diambil utk membuatkan diri rasa lebih 'cargasss' dan enjoy..byk digunakan dlm club utk mendapatkan rasa 'euphoria'...contoh2 amphetamine ialah mcm syabu dan 'ice'...selalu kita dengar remaja2 kita guna syabu dan ice dlm berita kan?this is because these drugs are not really expensive...and sgt mudah diperolehi di jalanan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik pd cerita teman...bila specialist teman confront dia pasal amphetamine ni, dia tak mengaku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Eh, mana ada dr...saya dah tinggal lama dah benda tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Habih tu, mcm mana urine awak boleh positif amphetamine ni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Mana saya tau Dr...kesan lama dulu kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Eh, mana pulak...dadah ni tahan 2-3 hari je dlm badan awak..Habis lama pun seminggu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Eh ye ke Dr? Ish....saya pun tak tau la, agaknya ada org masukkan dlm minuman saya tak???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Ye ke ni???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Mungkin la Dr...saya rasa mcm tu la (sambil mengangguk2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Awak berani sumpah dgn nama Allah awak tak ambik dadah tu??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Berani Dr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Haa...awak jgn main2...karang kena sambar petir kalau awak main2 nama Allah ni...haa, angkat tangan kanan awak.."Saya bersumpah dgn nama Allah yg saya tak ambik dadah tu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Errrr (sambil mengangkat tgn kanan).....Saya bersumpah dgn nama Allah...........yg saya ambik sikiiiiiiiit je dadah hari tu.....he he he he....sori Dr (sambil tersengih2 tersipu2 menunjukkan gigi depannya yg rompang....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehheheheh...terkemut2 teman menahan gelak waktu tu....inilah senario di klinik methadone...yg berulang2 kali terjadi akibat tak dpt menahan ketagihan...mereka terpaksa menipu sana sini utk medapatkan kepercayaan dari org lain...malangnya...'evidence does not lie'....hehe..mcm cerita CSI la plak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing abt penagih ni is that...pada mulanya mereka mengambil dadah secara sukarela...but once they get dependant on the drugs....the drugs control them....and it's really hard to get a grip of yourself again after that....teman pernah jumpa sorang pakcik bekas penagih...dah 10 tahun dia meninggalkan dadah....tapi dia bagitau dgn teman...."walaupun saya dah tinggal benda tu 10 tahun dah Dr, tapi saya tak tahu mcmmana hari esok saya...saya tak berani cakap samada pada hari esok, saya akan kekal sihat atau saya akan kembali menagih..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih teman dengar...but that's the thing with drugs...all u can do is to remain strong, mix with the right group of people and NEVER ever stop praying to Allah.. pray that He stays with u...be with you...and keep u on the straight path...till the very end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next story, let's not forget the sacrifices of our junjungan besar Nabi Muhammad SAW...let's celebrate his maulud with lots of selawat, practicing his Sunnah and relating his stories with our children and family....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we become his close companion and may he smile when he sees us in the hereafter insyaAllah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-9106179722228979194?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/9106179722228979194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/02/cerita-sumpah-petir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pekabar encik kambing?dah breakpes?teman baru baca email drp PM kita nih..hehe..terkezut le jugak teman tetiba nampak nama 'najib tun razak' dlm inbox teman...dgr kata semua bloggers dpt email tu..hehe..ntah le, tapi yg pasti..mmg PM kali nih sdg berusaha mencuba pelbagai cara utk mendekati rakyatnya...hmm, bagus tu..senang nak contact kalu nak suggest atau complain apa2...en kambing dpt tak email tu?aiseh....takde email lagi ye...nanti teman buatkan ye....mmbek@gmail.com...hehe...gile hebat kalu kambing pun dpt email drp PM ni...bukan setakat 'berjiwa rakyat' dah tu..dah jadi 'berjiwa haiwan ternakan' sekali...hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni teman nak cerita satu lagi kisah pengalaman teman kat posting psychiatry nih...cerita ni berkisarkan seorg pesakit teman yg menghidapi 'bipolar mood disorder'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bipolar mood nih maksudnya sesuatu penyakit mental yg mana seseorg pesakit tu akan mengalami kitaran extremes of mood yg berulang2...adakalanya pesakit tu akan rasa sedihhhh sgt...sampai mengurungkan diri, taknak makan, tak boleh tidur..sampai ada yg rasa mcm nak bunuh diri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetapi ada masa pulak, pesakit tu  rasa mcm happy sgt, ckp tak berhenti2...energetic melampau, tak boleh duduk diam, tak payah tidur langsung etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..teman tau, mesti yg pikir..eh, kadang2 aku pun mcm tu....sat sedih...sat happy...even teman pun mcm tu, biasa lah manusia kan....ups n downs in life...tapi sesuatu mood atau perlakuan tu akan dikategorikan sbg penyakit apabila ia mengganggu fungsi seseorg di dlm kehidupannya atau di dlm komuniti....maksudnya apabila seseorg tu sedih sgt sampai tak mampu nak bekerja atau nak mengendalikan tugas sbg seorg ibu contohnya...atau, berasa terlalu happy sampai melompat2 di luar rumah dan mengganggu jiran tetangga...atau energetic sgt sampai shopping beribu2 ringgit dlm satu masa membeli brg2 yg bukan keperluannya...that's when these people need help....kalau ada yg tak paham nanti email teman ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, patient teman yg sorang ni telah dimasukkan dlm wad sbb mak dia komplen yg dia nih dah tak tido malam selama 4 mlm berturut2, dok buat lawak yg dia sendiri ja dok gelak tak abih2...dan suka bawak kereta laju2 sampai membahayakan diri dan org lain di jln raya...in fact, kekadang org yg mengalami bipolar dlm manic phase ni ada 'grandiosity' sikit (percaya yg dirinya hebat), mcm patient teman hari tu, dia percaya yg dia ni ada superpowers boleh tangkap hantu, syaitan iblis dan mcm2 lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman ingat lagi the first time teman jumpa dia...dia tengah ajuk cleaner dlm wad tu mop lantai...cleaner tu mop kiri...dia pun buat2 mop sebelah kiri..sampai cleaner tu pun naik fed up..bila dia marah pesakit teman tu suruh balik ke katil, patient teman tu pegi kacau pulak patient lain- sorang pakcik nyanyuk yg garang nak mampus...dapat satu penumbuk kat muka patient teman tu..aduhai...(pakcik tu selamba je sambung tido lepas membelasah patient teman tu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila specialist teman dtg, baru kitorg berjaya pujuk dia duduk dkt katil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specialist teman tanya dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialist: kenapa raju (bukan nama sebenar) tak tidur sampai 4 malam?raju buat apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raju: saya sibuk la Dr, sejak akhir2 ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialist: oh ye ke..sibuk buat apa tu....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raju: sibuk nak masuk satu contest ni...waaa, dr..kalau saya menang, saya akan dpt USD 200K!!huiyooo...saya sudah boleh bukak saya punya syarikat computer sendiri..dan saya boleh jadi CEO utk company tu!! (this can be part of 'grandiosity' yg teman cerita tadi tu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialist: ooo...jadi, sbb nak menang contest ni yg raju sampai tak makan, tak tido, tak mandi nih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raju: Aiyooo Dr.... contest itu sgt susah (sambil menggeleng2 kepala)....international level punya Dr tau ka....kena buat research pagi sampai malam...kalau tak buat betul2..mcmmana mau menang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialist: i see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lepas Dr2 semua berbincang, kitaorg pun start la ubat utk tone down sikit dia punya grandiosity tu dan some mood stabilizer supaya dia calm down skit dan tak mengganggu staff dan pesakit2 lain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminggu selepas tu, kami berjumpa lagi dgn raju...dari jauh kelihatan raju tersengih2 melambai2 ke arah kami...excited benor rupanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialist: hello raju...waa...nampak sgt gembira hari ni...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raju: waa...mesti la Dr...saya sudah mau menang itu contest laa...tadi bapak saya telefon, dia kata saya sikiiiiit lagi mau menang itu contest.....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman telan air liur...hehe...skrg nih teman dah sensitif bab2 telefon ni...karang keluar cerita telepathy plak...hehehhehehhehehehehheheheh..tak boleh nak percaya bulat2 dah apa yg patient teman bagitau nih....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raju sambung lagi: waaaa, kalau menang itu USD 200K ah, saya mmg terus mau bukak company sendiri...mau panggil ramai org jadi saya punya staff tau...saya mau jadi Boss...bawak kereta besar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialist teman tak comment byk2...she just smiled and nodded....and we continued our ward rounds tengok patient lain plak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih kurang setengah jam lepas habis ward round,i got this call from my specialist....hehehhe...apparently, lepas dah abis ward round, she went back to her room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she was definitely not prepared for the shock that jolted her senses when she opened her copy of 'the star' that day.....hehhehehhehehhe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what's written on Page 5 of The Star that day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The 10 shortlisted participants in the running for USD200K in a competition held by YTL Group"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- xxx&lt;br /&gt;2- xxx&lt;br /&gt;3- xxx&lt;br /&gt;4- xxx&lt;br /&gt;5- xxx&lt;br /&gt;6- xxx&lt;br /&gt;7- xxx&lt;br /&gt;8- xxx&lt;br /&gt;9- xxx&lt;br /&gt;10- Raju a/l Ramasamay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahhahahah!!!......she couldnt believe her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, u got it right!!My patient is really one of the 10 malaysians yg telah dishortlisted for the grand prize of USD200K!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah!!Tu dia la sarah....orang cerita tak nak percaya!!!grandiosity lah..apa lah....hahaha!!pening teman tak tau yg mana satu nak percaya nih...hehe...tapi...hebat betul patient teman yg sorang ni kan???kita kalu masuk competition ni pun tak tentu boleh ter'short listed'...200 ribu USD plak tuh....teman mmg salute habis la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish u all the best for the next stage of competition and may u really win and become orang kaya baru, raju!!! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again with more stories,&lt;br /&gt;gong xi fa chai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-8593560370941007389?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/8593560370941007389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/01/kami-terkena-pulakhehe.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/8593560370941007389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/8593560370941007389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/01/kami-terkena-pulakhehe.html' title='kami terkena pulak..hehe'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-8433656644518510557</id><published>2011-01-24T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T06:42:20.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku terkena lagi...</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi encik kambing, rajin le plak teman dtg menengok ye..&lt;br /&gt;bukan apa...kesian kat kamu...duduk sorang2 dlm blog ni...nanti teman cari kan bini ye...alolololo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni sebenarnya teman tgh buat rotation psychiatry...&lt;br /&gt;dah masuk bulan kedua sebenarnya..&lt;br /&gt;dah biasa jugak la dgn persekitaran psychiatry dan patient2 nya...&lt;br /&gt;mmg byk cerita dlm kepala teman ni..&lt;br /&gt;dan mmg ramai jugak yg mintak teman tuliskan cerita- cerita tu..&lt;br /&gt;tapi teman tak sampai hati..takut patient2 teman jadi bahan ketawa plak...&lt;br /&gt;tak syok la kalu camtu kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i entered the psychiatric ward (after years of leaving medical school)..rasa seram tu mmg ada sikit...tapi lama kelamaan..teman rasa mcm boleh relate aje dgn patient2 ni..&lt;br /&gt;mungkin sbb ramainya lebih kurang sebaya dgn teman (peak incidence of schizophrenia is between 20-30 years old....that's our age!!)&lt;br /&gt;and they used to have a perfectly normal life before they fell ill...&lt;br /&gt;just like any of us..&lt;br /&gt;ada yg pernah kerja jadi kerani, supermarket promoter,cikgu, lawyer..yg jadi dr pun ada..&lt;br /&gt;ada yg dah berumah tangga..ada yg dah punya anak pun...&lt;br /&gt;tapi bila ada sesuatu yg menyebabkan stress yg melampau..&lt;br /&gt;sampai fikiran pun dah tak boleh nak cope..&lt;br /&gt;they snap...and that's usually how they fall sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we will never know..bila Allah hendak menguji kita kan..?&lt;br /&gt;and whether we would be strong enough to face it...&lt;br /&gt;so, that's why..teman rasa kita tak patut ada pandangan serong pada mereka ni...&lt;br /&gt;coz we will never know...if Allah decides that it's gonna be our turn pulak tomorrow kan?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...hari ni teman ada satu kisah menarik..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..mmg cerita2 ni berkisarkan tentang patient2 teman...tapi yg kena gelaknya teman...bukan deme...hehhehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya, teman ada la sorang patient kat dlm ward ni..&lt;br /&gt;dia di'diagnose' dgn penyakit schizophrenia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schizophrenia ni sejenis penyakit mental, di mana seseorang tu akan percaya yg bukan2 (contohnya spt, percaya bahawa dia adalah nabi, atau ada org nak bunuh dia, atau alien masukkan cip dlm kepala dia dan mcm2 lagi)...ada jugak di kalangan mereka yg boleh mendengar suara2...tu yg kadang2 kita nampak mereka bercakap seorg diri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient ni dah lama betul le duduk dlm wad...sejak bulan 9 hari tu...masa dia masuk wad, teruk betul keadaannya..dia ingat mak ayahnya nak bunuh dia...pening mak ayahnya bawak dia berubat sana sini..bomoh tu..bomoh ni...akhirnya sampai ke hukm atas nasihat kawan2..tapi setelah diberi rawatan..mmg keadaan pesakit teman ni beransur elok...dia dah mula terima kembali mak ayahnya...kalau mak dia dtg, dia mau bersembang...kalau mak dia bawak makanan pun, dia dah tak was was nak makan...lega jugak la teman...misi2 pun lega sbb tak teruk sgt nak jaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg nak dijadikan ceritanya, satu hari ni masa teman buat ward round, teman nampak dia tgh kemas2 pakaian nak bawak masuk dlm beg....teman tanya dia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: siti (bukan nama sebenar) kemas baju nak buat apa tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti: Oh, saya nak balik la dr, saya rasa dah sihat la sekarang...saya nak duduk kat rumah...lagi pun mak saya kata, dia nak jaga saya elok2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Oh...ye ke...siti nak balik??mmm...siti ada tak dgr apa2 suara lagi dkt telinga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti: Dah takde dr (sambil tersenyum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Haa, bagus la tu...nanti saya bincang dgn Dr. Nik (my specialist)...kalau dia bagi siti balik, nanti saya bagitau ye...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti: Okay dr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Mmm, kalau siti boleh balik..siti nak balik mcmmana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti: Balik dengan mak..semalam mak saya telefon, dia kata dia nak dtg ambik saya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Ooo..okay lah kalau mcm tu..nanti saya bincang n bagitau siti ye...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadiknya, teman pun bincang le dgn specialist teman, and specialist teman pun setuju la nak bagi siti ni balik memandangkan keadaannya yg mmg dah beransur pulih sejak admissionnya dulu...&lt;br /&gt;So, teman pun sediakan dokumen2...and bagitau le siti n staff nurses kata dia dah boleh balik...happynya siti waktu tu...and teman pun berharap moga keadaannya semakin baik n tak perlu masuk ke wad lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esoknya, bila teman dtg wad, teman ingat dah kurang 1 patient la..tetiba teman nampak nama siti ni masih ada kat board lagi...teman terus pergi ke katilnya...dalam keadaan confuse......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Eh siti....kata nak balik semalam???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti: Ha'ah...mmg nak balik, tapi mak siti tak dtg la dr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Lah...pulak...??hari tu kata mak siti yg telefon kata nak ambik siti kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti: Ha'ah..entah la dr...tak datang pun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mata teman tercari2 handphonenya....di atas meja...di atas katil...tapi tak nampak pun....bila teman pikir2 balik,teman tak pernah le pulak nampak dia cakap guna handphone...in fact, kalau dia nak cakap dgn mak dia pun, dia akan suruh misi yg dialkan telefon hospital....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman telan air liur..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Errr...hari tu mak siti telefon siti guna telefon mana ye??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti: Oh...saya memang boleh bercakap dgn mak saya tanpa guna telefon dr....kitorang boleh bercakap guna telepathic jarak jauh........Dr tak tau ke????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlopong teman.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terasa waktu bergerak dgn sgt perlahan....dan nafasku terhenti buat seketika...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tik tok...tik tok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.....tepuk dahi teman dibuatnya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tertipu rupanya aku!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sihat lagi patient teman ni rupanya!!...boleh bercakap jarak jauh tak payah guna talipon....!!adeh...adeh....apa lah nasib ku...tertipu dgn pesakit ku sendiri yg langsung tidak berniat utk menipu diriku...........hua hua hua!!terus teman rasa pening dan terpaksa meng'excuse'kan diri...mengubat hatiku yg gerhana......huahuahuahua....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila teman cerita kat specialist teman, dia pun tergelak...'Welcome to psychiatry' katanya....'it takes a bit of experience utk detect benda2 mcm ni sbnrnya..it's okay..u will learn...' huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!tipah tertipu bang!!tipah tertipu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dipendekkan cerita, sampai sekarang le cik siti tu kat dalam wad ye...masih kena ambik ubat...moga2 dia cepat sembuh dan boleh pulang ke rumah, dan belajar menggunakan public phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esok teman cerita lagi ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman nak pegi menenangkan hati yg luka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till we meet again then,&lt;br /&gt;wasallam :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-8433656644518510557?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/8433656644518510557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/01/aku-terkena-lagi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/8433656644518510557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/8433656644518510557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/01/aku-terkena-lagi.html' title='aku terkena lagi...'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-3585025280611725916</id><published>2011-01-22T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T08:45:52.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone special :)</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe..mcm dah nak sebulan sekali boleh sempat nak update blog nih..hmm..sorry ye en kambing...ada aje benda yg nak dibuatnya...tak sempat langsung teman..hari keroje toksah cakap la..masalahnya hjg minggu pun lebih kurang aje akhir2 ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, hari ni teman nak cerita pasal seseorang istimewa dlm hidup teman...ehem, siapa le agaknya..boyfren teman??kekasih sehidup semati??oh tidakk...yg ni lagi istimewa, sbb beliau adalah salah seorg yg telah mencorakkan identiti teman sewaktu kecil..dan prinsip2 hidupnya masih teman pegang hingga ke hari ni... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lama betul teman tak jumpa insan istimewa ni...ada juga sekali sekala teringat..tapi tak tahu mcmmana nak contact..hingga lah baru2 ni, kami ditemukan oleh Allah dlm keadaan yg tidak disangka2 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waktu tu teman berada di surau stesen bas di butterworth..teman baru sampai dari kl, tgh tunggu sumi san dtg ambik...so teman pegi surau dulu utk solat..semasa teman nak pakai telekung tu, teman ternampak seorang makcik ni...beliau sedang duduk dkt tepi dinding...teman tak nampak mukanya, tapi dari segi perwatakan, betul2 la mcm makcik2 mana2 yg kita selalu jumpa...simple dark blue polka dots blouse and pants with black tudung...when i was about to turn away, i saw her reaching for her bag...and she took out..........a book...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, teman pasti masa tu, ia bukan surah yaasin ke ma'thurat ke..sbb bukunya agak tebal...rupanya agak usang, mcm dah dibaca byk kali..even kulit bukunya mcm dah nak terlerai...mungkin sbb jarang melihat seorang makcik membaca buku di stesen bas, teman mcm nak tau sgt buku apa yg makcik ni baca...so i went nearer (hehe...penyibuk betul laa)...and i saw..........glimpse of english words!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not just english words...they were classical english words....words like, 'thee'...'thou'...'alas'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow, i mean, how often do you see the older generation reading at a bus station? newspapers yes, but books...??and how often do you see a makcik carrying a book around..to read during her free time...not often i dare say...and how about a makcik reading classical english...hmm, very rare indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so intrigued with this makcik, i wanted to know her background..her profession..i wanted to know who she was and was so tempted to go up and talk to her...but then, sumi san was coming in a while and i had to perform my solah...so i cancelled my niat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila teman dah abis sembahyang, makcik tu dah keluar pun dari surau..i felt quite dissapointed...takde rezeki nampaknya...hmm, takepelah....pelan2 teman lipat telekung...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i then thought to myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i've never even completed reading ONE classical english book, half of the time i would just abandon the book (since i could not make sense out of the sentences and kept on confusing between thou and thee hehe) and pick up a 'shopaholic' book instead!haha...none of my friends enjoy classical english, even my mom does not have a single classical english book at home...the only person i could imagine carrying a classical english book around is my former primary school teacher- cikgu zabidah!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stopped there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i did not see her face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.....it could have been her right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it could have been anybody..yes..but then again...it could have been my sweet sweet teacher..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hastily folded my telekung, shoved it into my handbag and rushed out of the surau..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my aim was only one- to look for a lady in dark blue polka dots blouse...i scanned around...worried that she might have taken the bus..then i suddenly saw a glimpse of that blouse i was talking about..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pelan2 teman berjalan ke arahnya..beliau masih tengah membaca..kepalanya tunduk..khusyu' betul...teman bagi salam..." Assalamualaikum..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She lifted her head up...and there it was...that familiar face that i saw every single day during my primary six..that face that had taught me so lovingly about the cold hard facts about life...and had repeatedly pointed out my mistakes when i was wrong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cikgu zabidah??" i asked her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ya saya.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Saya anak murid cikgu masa dekat sekolah Convent dulu...cikgu kenal saya tak lagi..?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looked at me intently.."Lama betul dah tu...mungkin muka pun dah berubah kot...nama sapa ye?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sarah...sarah nur alya...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ooo, sarah yang doktor tu kaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smiled and nodded...oh, we had a very interesting conversation after that...it was so SO nice to finally meet and be able to thank your teacher properly u know, especially the ones who have taught u the basic stuffs that u need to know in your life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, she knew that i was based in kulim for a while..and i was so shocked when she was still able to name both my brothers, raqib and hakim (because she taught them as well for tuition) and that was like years ago okay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, Cikgu Zabidah was a very very dedicated teacher. She taught with her soul...she was very sincere...and she always reminded her students to 'buat kerja sepenuh hati'..I'm sure u had some teachers like this as well, the ones u will never forget till the end of ur life and will be forever indebted to them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take this as an example of how dedicated she was: I've always had problems with essay writing...both malay and english...i tend to terpesong out of the tajuk...hehehe...even masa sekolah menengah, sir said had problems with me: he said that i like to beat the around the bush.."tak pegi ke arah tujuan sebenaq," kata sir said to me once..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, since i had this problem, cikgu zabidah was very concerned..she then gave me an essay title every friday, of which i had to complete the essay during the weekend and pass it to her on monday. This remedial action was for me alone as my friends did not have problems with essay writing...for weeks, she marked my paper and encouraged me to write better..pointing out my mistakes..seeing me during recess...fuh...it was hard work for both of us :) but Alhamdulillah...we did it..i scored an A for my malay essay..and i tell u...it was worth it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengah kami dok bersembang tu, tetiba cikgu zabidah introduced me to a lady who was sitting beside her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ini sepupu cikgu...sarah ni, anak murid saya..ingat tak dulu pernah sekali, saya cerita kat awak..ada sorang murid ni tanya saya..cikgu, cikgu kenapa kalau org tu puasa waktu bulan ramadhan..lepas tu kalau dia (lengkapkan sendiri hehe) dgn suami...dia kena ganti puasa 2 bulan??hehehhe...saya cakap kat dia...sarah tunggu dulu, bila sarah dah kahwin nanti sarah tau le...haaa, ini lah anak murid saya tu...!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sepupu cikgu tu gelak berdekah2...muka teman dah merah padam..hahaha...of all the things that i asked her, this was the one that she remembered most!!apparently, teman masa tu baru abis kelas agama, pastu teman masuk kelas cikgu zabidah dgn muka konpius..and teman terus tanya dia soalan tu...hahahahah....kelakau betul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was time to depart, she gave me a great hug, kissed my cheek and asked me to keep in touch...I asked her then, "Buku apa yang cikgu baca tadi??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yang ni??oh, tafsir quran...memang merata cikgu bawak tafsir ni..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nodded...that's exactly the cikgu zabidah that i know..well i pray only the best for her...for all the ilmu and great deeds that she's done in this life- may Allah grant her with Jannah in the hereafter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something to ponder for the day- Hebat kan, bila org boleh kenal kita..semata2 dgn character kita..walaupun tak tengok muka kita... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For penutup, I shall leave you with a photo of cikgu zabidah n her cousin yg teman sempat snap masa kat stesen bas tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till we meet again then, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565050330561306226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TTsHym5G3nI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CxWj8A63QUw/s320/blog2%2B004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cikgu Zabidah yang di sebelah kanan, bertudung hitam..di samping sepupunya..Moga Allah memberkati segala usaha cikgu...dan semoga cikgu diletakkan di antara para muqarrabin di sisiNya selalu...insyaAllah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1118354797507134361-3585025280611725916?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/3585025280611725916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/01/someone-special.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3585025280611725916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3585025280611725916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2011/01/someone-special.html' title='someone special :)'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TTsHym5G3nI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CxWj8A63QUw/s72-c/blog2%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-7149049626020227804</id><published>2010-12-20T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T05:54:42.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my stylo granny :)</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingat tak haritu teman cerita pah teman sakit??&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah..sekarang pah teman dah sihat banyak sgt...&lt;br /&gt;Tak le kuat sgt mcm dulu...tak boleh nak masak ranggi2 mcm dulu...tapi mampu menguruskan diri sendiri dan dah lalu makan tanpa perlu disuap2 lagi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, kami sekeluarga bersyukur sgt2 dgn kurniaan Allah yg hebat ni...it is almost like Allah gave my grandma a second chance in life...kalau tanya pah, mcm2 yg pah cerita waktu pah koma hari tu...seram jugak le mendengarnya...kalau nak tau, jom kita gi umah pah...boleh dgr cerita sambil makan koey teow kak nani (maid Indon kat umah pah yg dah terrer masak sebijik macam pah...teman jugak yg tak pass2 dari dulu lagi....sob sob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i would like to take this opportunity to thank all of u, yg mendoakan kesihatan pah...and yg secara langsung atau tidak...helped the family in providing the best for pah...a BIG thanx to all of you...may Allah bless all of u with jannah in the hereafter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo that i've pasted down here is dedicated to all of u whom have shared the tears and laughter in pah's life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Drum roll............................)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PRESENTING THE ALL NEW PAH AND MR SUMI SAN......!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552756684700518210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQ9ayPPAB0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/cHSUJteTEL8/s320/blog%2B034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehehehehhehehheheh...Peace babe!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Opah gua ada style laaa!!haha!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care my dear pah!! may Allah bless you with good health, and may you be blessed with love all around you always.... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;muahs..muahss..! Love u pah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your tua-est grandchild,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sarah Sofian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-7149049626020227804?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/7149049626020227804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-stylo-granny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/7149049626020227804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/7149049626020227804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-stylo-granny.html' title='my stylo granny :)'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQ9ayPPAB0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/cHSUJteTEL8/s72-c/blog%2B034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-2182345900231735993</id><published>2010-12-09T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T06:10:19.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone named 'natrah'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi encik kambing n pelawat2 sekalian...teman datang lagi dgn cerita2 hikayat hang setia...hehe...lama tak tengok cerita tu...teman ingat lagi masa kecik2 dulu, rtm 1 selalu pasang cerita tu...kengkadang tu dah takde cite lain, teman pun layan aje le hang setia tu...hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua minggu lepas, teman telah merealisasikan impian teman utk tgk teater 'natrah'...daripada tahun lepas teman nak tengok teater ni...tapi by the time teman dpt tau, teater tu dah abis pun ditayangkan...frustnya teman waktu tu...so teman pun email la istana budaya..mintak agar diulang teater tu pd tahun ni...tup tup, teman dgr teater tu akan diulang sekali lagi 'atas permintaan ramai'...hehe....agak2nya pasal email teman tu la kot deme ulang balik cerita ni...hehe..perasan la plak....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah dengar pasal natrah?mungkin generasi kita ramai yg tak tau...tapi balik rumah nanti, cuba tanya mak ayah, atuk nenek kita...kemungkinan besar mereka tahu...sbb isu natrah ni cukup hangat zaman dulu2, sampai mencetuskan rusuhan di singapura..dlm 50-an ke 60-an...atuk teman yg sakit Parkinson tu pun ingat siapa natrah...nasib baik atuk tak kirim salam kat maya karin je...heheheheh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum teman pergi teater tu, teman google dulu siapa natrah ni sebenarnya...Natrah atau Huberdina Maria Hertogh adalah seorang anak Belanda yg telah diserahkan oleh ibunya kepada seorang wanita Melayu sewaktu Perang Dunia Kedua di Indonesia...disebabkan risau akan keselamatan natrah, ibunya meminta wanita Melayu yg bernama Aminah ni utk menjaga natrah utk sementara waktu...malangnya ibu kandung natrah telah ditangkap oleh tentera jepun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadinya Aminah pun membawa natrah ke Kemaman, Tanah Melayu dan dijaganya bagai anaknya sendiri...natrah diajar mengucap 2 kalimah syahadah, diasuh sebagai seorang anak Islam...anak melayu...malang sekali nasib natrah...bila dia meningkat remaja, seorang lelaki Inggeris yg sedang menjajah negara kita waktu tu telah ternampak natrah di sekolahnya..dan telah menghubungi ibu bapa kandungnya di Holland...dan semestinya mereka hendakkan natrah pulang ke pangkuan mereka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu ini lah berlakunya perebutan kuasa...Aminah dgn mudahnya telah tertipu dgn helah penjajah laknatullah ajma'in...dan dalam keadaan terdesak, aminah telah mengahwinkan natrah dgn seorang guru melayu bernama mansor adabi (lakonan remy ishak...oh, adamku)..dgn tujuan menguatkan sebab musabab kenapa natrah perlu kekal di tanah melayu...namun walaupun mcm2 ikhtiar dibuat oleh makcik aminah dan cendekiawan2 di waktu tu, keputusan mahkamah Inggeris tetap memutuskan supaya natrah dipulangkan kepada keluarganya di Holland...isu ni agak hebat jugak la time tu, sbb kedutaan Holland sampai berunding dgn Queen of England waktu tu agar natrah dipulangkan ke sana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lakonan maya karin sbg natrah dan umie aida sbg aminah sgtlah berkesan di hati teman sehingga berjaya meragut titisan air mata sehingga terhinjut2 bahu teman ye...bercampur baur perasaan teman waktu tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marah sbb senang2 nya aminah tu telah ditipu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedih sbb natrah hilang haluan dan arah tujunya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and marah gile pada penjajah yg sememangnya membuli kita sewenang2nya di tanah kita sendiri...bayangkan, mereka masuk ke negara kita...bawak masuk undang2 negara mereka di tanah kita...and memaksa org2 kita utk akur dgn undang2 mereka....aduh....sampai skrg teman masih marah dgn keangkuhan penjajah2 ni....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and nampaknya bukan teman aje yg marah...org2 melayu singapura yg diketuai oleh tokoh2 hebat zaman tu seperti Karim Ghani, Dr Burhanuddin Helmi dan Mohd Taha Kalu pun marah dgn tindakan penjajah Inggeris..masing2 marah dgn pencabulan hak2 org melayu, malah cukup khuatir dgn pegangan agama natrah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman masih ingat skrip aminah yg lebih kurang mcm ni: "Aku tak kisah kalau Puteh (panggilan manja natrah) lupakan aku...tapi aku takut jika dia lupakan Allah....aku takut dia lupakan Tuhan kita...."Dengan disebabkan faktor2 dorongan inilah, pada 11 Disember 1950 org melayu singapura telah membuat suatu rusuhan setelah mendengar keputusan mahkamah Inggeris...marahnya org Melayu pd waktu tu tidak terkata...tragedi rusuhan itu telah dinamakan 'Tragedi Natrah' dan telah mendapat liputan meluas di seluruh Eropah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namun apakan daya, walaupun pelbagai usaha telah dilakukan oleg org melayu pada waktu tu, natrah telah jatuh jua ke tangan mereka...sekembalinya natrah di Holland sewaktu berumur 13 tahun, natrah diasuh semula di gereja...dan dibesarkan dlm suasana kristian...natrah kembali menjalani kehidupannya sbg org putih..berkahwin dgn seorang lelaki dari holland dan dikurniakan dgn 13 org anak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dipendekkan cerita, pada 8 Julai 2009, natrah telah menghembuskan nafas terakhir disebabkan penyakit leukemia...dia telah mewasiatkan agar jasadnya tidak disemadikan..sebaliknya digunakan utk kajian penyelidikan di hospital utk mengkaji penyakit leukemia...tiada siapa yg tahu hati natrah sewaktu sakaratul maut menjalankan tanggungjawabnya...tapi di akhir teater natrah tu..kami semua tetap membacakan Al-Fatihah buatnya...moga2 Allah telah menetapkan hatinya....walaupun apa jua keperitan yg telah dilaluinya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...hopefully tahun depan ada lagi la...teman nak pegi lagi..hehe..tiketnya agak mahal- paling murah $30..tapi bila teman tengok istana budaya tu, mmg teman paham la kenapa tiketnya mahal...stagenya hebat...boleh naik turun....propsnya hebat...siap ada props kapal besar bergerak kat stage tu...lepastu hilang...tetiba timbul pulak props rumah pesyen melayu dulu2...pastu hilang...pastu timbul pulak pokok....hehe....jamban je takde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa nak balik tu, teman berkesempatan berjumpa dgn cast...hehe...dan sempat juga menyampaikan salam sumi san pada maya karin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she sweetly replied, "Oh..kenapa husband u tak datang...mm, takpe lah..kirim salam balik kat dia ye...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe...Boleh tido ke malam tu sumi san? ke mimpi jadi mansor adabi pulak? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehehe...mm, ilmu tu penting kan?..baik dunia mahupun akhirat..kalau kita nak survive di dunia yg serba mencabar ni...kita perlukan ilmu...kerana tanpa ilmu, kita lah manusia yg paling lemah dan senang diperkotak-katikkan...and when we talk about knowledge, ia bukan lah dari satu bidang saja..we have to diversify...and we have to support one another as what Rasulullah SAW has taught us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sbg penutup, marilah kita sama2 memohon kepada Allah agar ditetapkan hati kita di dalam iman dan islam..dan jgn kita sekali2 lupa utk mensyukuri nikmat terhebat yg dianugerahkan oleh Allah kepada kita ni :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics taken that nite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550527200680456946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdvFMCzsvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/prAjcaC5t0w/s320/blog%2B010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Interior istana budaya yg cun melecun...mcm dlm cerita phantom of opera plak kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550527192386790658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdvEtJcZQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eLo913UxaNY/s320/blog%2B043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stage from where we were sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550528187403234450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdv-n32bJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gHvJpULTIxs/s320/blog%2B016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha.. ni dia..the two adorable sarahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550530891866883874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdycCyOxyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SXfHFOZg6CU/s320/natrah3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ini lah dia, gambar perkahwinan natrah dan mansor adabi...gambar ni from google..so kecik skit...and tak berapa clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550530885559034754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdybrSUo4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/uAL958f3Svk/s320/natrah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini gambar Allahyarhamah makcik aminah...ibu angkat natrah..waktu ni makcik aminah tgh cuba menghalang natrah diambil oleh askar penjajah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550531498238525058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdy_VsfvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/x9H1YZJgVXU/s320/natrah4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini gambar natrah waktu dewasa..she came to malaysia on 29 januari 1998 utk menziarahi kakak angkatnya di kemaman..waktu tu, makcik aminah telah lama meninggal dunia...sedihnya natrah tak dpt berjumpa semula dgn ibu kesayangannya...even her children knew that her heart partly remained in malaya...gambar perempuan di sebelah natrah tu adalah fatini yaacob..seorg wartawan yg membuat byk kajian tentang natrah...she wrote a book on natrah: cinta, rusuhan, air mata...it's a good book..if u wanna know about our nation's history..dan semangat perjuangan melayu pada waktu tu...cerita natrah ni takde dlm buku teks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550528196333519954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdv_JI_xFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Je0YcN1JIkE/s320/natrah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ni waktu ending teater natrah..this was when we recited Al-fatihah for her...i dont know if it was the right thing to do...tapi dgn linangan air mata, teman tetap membaca Al-fatihah buatnya...dgn harapan yg Allah tetap mengekalkan natrah disisiNya after all those time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550531504824138578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdy_uOoO1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/sZhPcUwO8xc/s320/natrah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haha...ni org perak mana pi ambik semua tandatangan pelakon2 ni...ish ish ish...teringin jugak rupanya...hehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pada kome yg nak tau lebih pasal natrah n sejarah negara kita, silalah google ye..byk sgt cerita2 natrah n tragedi yg berlaku pada waktu tu yg patut kita mengambil iktibar daripadanya :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasallam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1118354797507134361-2182345900231735993?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/2182345900231735993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/12/someone-named-natrah.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2182345900231735993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2182345900231735993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/12/someone-named-natrah.html' title='someone named &apos;natrah&apos;'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TQdvFMCzsvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/prAjcaC5t0w/s72-c/blog%2B010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-5770636619511010608</id><published>2010-11-26T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T02:28:32.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kayo ko kita ni ha?</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi encik kambing..rindu pulak rasanya nak menaip..tu yg teman rajin melawat nih...teman baru je balik dari klcc...friday masa rehat panjang kan...member2 teman pun ngajak le teman makan lunch kat sana..saja jalan2 cuci mata...tambahan plak baru2 ni member2 seangkatan teman ni baru je terjumpa jalan baru nak ke klcc..so, semangat le kirenya nak mencuba jalan baru....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alkisahnya lepas kami semua habih makan, kami pun berjalan2 le di sekitar klcc tu...ramai jugak yg membeli belah, almaklum la byk kedai tengah sale skrg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam kami dok berjalan2 tu, tetiba member teman yg sorang ni ajak kami masuk satu kedai yg teman sendiri tak pernah masuk seumur hidup....sale hebat katanya....okay lah..teman pun melangkah masuk....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543798575387876946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TO-HbphPnlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oeQlbxlqxyw/s320/salvatore.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Hahaha...teman tau, dulu teman sebut pun tak reti...ntah bunyi mcm jawa apakemende...bila berkawan dgn member kat universiti dulu baru le teman belajar sikit2 nama brand2 mewah nih...hmm...mamat salvatore ferragamo ni dulu designer berasal dari itali...byk le rekaan dia utk pelakon hollywood,sbb tu yg top sampai skrg walaupun dah lama mati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeh, sambung balik cerita...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahh...bila teman masuk je ke kedai tu, terkezut teman menengokkan betapa penuhnya org dlm kedai tuh...ada yg tua...muda..makcik, nyonya, aci, uncle...semua ada..ada yg tengah terbongkok2 try kasut...ada yg tengah bergaya kat depan cermin pakai handbag....ada yg tengah berangan bercakap sorang2....macam2 lah....wahh....hebat...hebat.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kat sana sini, teman nampak sign 50%, 60%....wahh...best best..sale besar2an utk brand2 mcm nih jarang nih...kalu ada yg berkenan silap2 teman pun bawak balik satu nih...hehe..so teman pun pegang la satu sandle nih...belek2..mmg cantik, design casual, sesuai dipakai ke mana saja...hmm..pusing kat tapak, tengok harga...RM980...wahh....sembilan ratus lebih utk sepasang kasut.....but then again, 50%...hmm...so jadi RM490 lah..................but still? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman pusing2 lagi...sambil curiously memandang org2 yg tgh sibuk try sana sini...teman capai sepasang lagi kasut..kali ni yg nampak lagi mewah, conservative yet classy design...hmm, RM1260...wahhh....berdebar2 jantung teman pegang kasut seribu ringgit...mana la nak jumpa kasut seribu ringgit kat kulim tu ha....haha...setakat pasaraya big ten dan ten ten je la kami org org kampung nih....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tetiba member teman dtg and tengok kasut seribu tu...cantik katanya...ya, teman setuju...cantik! lepastu teman pusing sekali lagi pada tapaknya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM 1260&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(50%)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Retail price: RM2520&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haaahh???terbeliak mata teman memandang....teman tengok betul2 sekali lagi....oohh...harga seribu lebih tu selepas discount??harga sebenar 2ribu lebih....oohhh...terlepas pandang lah tadi tu ye....gulpp!!telan air liur teman...perlahan2 teman letak balik kasut tu dekat raknya.....ingatkan harga sebenar seribu lebih, after discount dapat la dalam 600 lebih ke.....rupa2 nya jauh sekali dari tanggapan ku....kuang kuang kuang......aduhhh...aduhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekali lagi teman pusing ke belakang melihat gelagat manusia yg sedang menerai sana sini dgn excitednya..mcm ni lah rupanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543799468773424146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TO-IPpo9PBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/99lahX7cbbw/s320/ear%2B002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;nampak mcm biasa je expression muka masing2 kan..ala, macam tengah try kasut kat kedai bata je...hmmmm....&lt;strong&gt;kaya sgt kah kita rakyat malaysia nih??&lt;/strong&gt;i really wonder.....maybe ada yg beranggapan, once in a while, just to treat yourself...why not?? yeah, i do agree to that to a certain extent...tapi nampak gaya yg dlm kat kedai tu ramainya ala2 santai..mcm dah biasa beli barang2 mahal mcm tu...bukan perak mcm teman ni ha....masuk sekali seumur hidup..siap ambik gambar lagi...sampai kena sound dgn salesgirl dlm gambar tu...ha ha ha ha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;masalah yg teman tgh fikirkan ni...kenapa kekayaan rakyat di negara kita ni terlalu jauh jurangnya......ada yg terlalu kaya...dan ada pula yg terlalu miskin......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and siapa pula yg terlalu kaya tu??dan siapa pula yg miskin???seingat teman lah...disebabkan jurang ekonomi yg begitu luas antara rakyat lah punca kepada tragedi 13 mei 1969 dulu...yg miskin makin kesempitan, yg kaya menjadi semakin kaya...sampai wang menjadi begitu kecil nilainya...tiada harga...hmmm....fikir fikirkan la ye..maybe there is nothing much that we can do to change the world, but if we think about it, there are also many things that we can do to help our people...and i think, that's more important :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman saja suka menyesakkan kepala dgn masalah2 negara nih...almaklum la exam setahun lebih lagi...byk le benda boleh merapu kat sini..hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a nice day everyone! and ehem kalu sesapa nak belanja teman ferragamo sepasang, teman suka yg kaler hitam putih ada riben kat depan tu tau!hehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasallam. &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/1118354797507134361-5770636619511010608?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/5770636619511010608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/11/kayo-ko-kita-ni-ha.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5770636619511010608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5770636619511010608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/11/kayo-ko-kita-ni-ha.html' title='kayo ko kita ni ha?'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TO-HbphPnlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oeQlbxlqxyw/s72-c/salvatore.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-5019378036879162772</id><published>2010-11-23T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T05:52:40.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picassos of my life</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pekabo encik kambing serta pelawat2 kambing sekalian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encik kambing tak marah teman kan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walaupun teman lama tak dtg melawat, tapi teman dah upah bangla kasi encik kambing makan kan??hehe...haa, kan dah kenyang tu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeh..okeh..hari ni teman nak tunjuk gambar2 yg pelik2 sikit yg teman pernah jumpa sepanjang teman keje kat hukm tuh...hehehe....painting2 ni dilukis oleh budak2 kat paediatric ward kot rasanya...maybe as a therapy...ermm, but definitely not a therapy for me....hmm, nanti bila kome tengok, baru la kome paham kenapa teman cakap mcm tu...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang ni yg pertama:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542730571602726226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOu8FpYUDVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e0qI-cm1SM/s320/photohukm%2B002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lukisan ni beso tau...diletakkan di dinding dekat dgn lobi utama...Adalah lebih kurang 1m x 1.5m...first time teman nampak gambar ni, terdetik satu perasan yg agak mengganggu jiwa bila ternampak berekor2 cicak2 gedabak sedang main bola tenpin...i mean, why cicak????kenapa tak lukis ladybird ke...butterfly ke??kan ke lagi comel letak kat lobi tuh....dah la pulak, matanya mcm mata orang...besau plak tuh....mcm matanya tengah tengok teman aje rasanya...heeee, geli teman...dah le teman mmg sedia geli dgn cicak..tak sioooor memandangnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ehem...yg ni yg nombor 2:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542732282583899602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOu9pPSA3dI/AAAAAAAAAF8/E2tc297OsDo/s320/photohukm%2B001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gambo ni pun besarnya sama cam gambo tadi...diletakkan betul2 didepan wad perubatan utk org dewasa...rasanya pakcik2 yg masuk wad tu boleh dapat 2nd heart attack bila tengok gambo nih...bayangkan, dah la sakit..bila kena masuk ward, kena ngadap raksasa ni kat depan pintu plak...adoi...kesian pakcik ye...nasib baik takde yg bukak bunga nak bersilat ye...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now...the champion of all paintings...yg ni kat depan wad orthopedic (wad tulang)...(mungkin peringatan buat budak2 rempit yg selalu masuk wad sbb eksiden patah sana sini kot...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542734545166270930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOu_s8DsAdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-K9te775ItY/s320/photohukm%2B003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean...what...what...what is this painting supposed to be?? A guy sitting in his garden having a nice warm cup of tea, while overlooking his .......??dead brother lying on the grass?? or do they have a floating house in the middle of the ocean and his brother is enjoying the sun on a pelampung...but then how could the guy be sitting on the sea water??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seriously man, this painting really gives me the creeps...hehe...scary scary...imagine tgh minum teh n tengok je mayat kat atas rumput tu...hohohohohoho....seramm...boleh masuk mastika nih...hehe...the best part is, half of the people who pass by this painting just gave it a glance and walked away without producing any sort of reaction! only a few 'normal' ones like me (hehe) and teh-my friend (and hopefully you guys too) do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, the moral of the story is...whatever u do, maintain your normality...do not work like robots..do not be robotic and do not hang pictures of lizards, monsters and ?dead people as decoration pieces in your home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-5019378036879162772?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/5019378036879162772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/11/enlightening-paintings.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5019378036879162772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5019378036879162772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/11/enlightening-paintings.html' title='picassos of my life'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOu8FpYUDVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e0qI-cm1SM/s72-c/photohukm%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-3084896784504721613</id><published>2010-08-23T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T02:50:41.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ladies only!!</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How has ramadhan been so far my brothers and sisters?Harap2nya semua dalam keadaan sihat and berlumba2 utk mendapatkan rahmat Allah di bulan yg mulia ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ni teman nak cakap pasal isu semasa pulak lah...hehe...dah bosan kena perhati dgn kawan2 since teman bukak cerita pasal juling hari tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, mungkin yg tinggal di serata kl dah tau yg sejak beberapa bulan yg lalu ktm komuter telah mengkhaskan beberapa coach nya utk wanita...obviously utk mengurangkan kejadian kes2 yg tak manis berlaku bila bersesak2 lelaki dan perempuan dlm coach yg sempit tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bagi teman, ia mmg satu langkah yg wajar, especially pd waktu ptg..bila semuanya sudah berbau hangit...kurang2, bila bersesak dgn sama jantina aje...kalau beretuh satu sama lain pun, idak le rasa ternoda dan hampir pengsan pada masa yg sama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;masalahnya, pagi tadi teman terdengar banyak rungutan pasal kurangnya penguatkuasaan dlm coach2 wanita tersebut...yg mana walaupun telah terang2 diletak sign board 'koc wanita/ ladies coach' merata2 di sekitar platform and coach2 tu, ada juga 'mala'un2 jantina selain wanita' yg tak reti2 bahasa, masuk jugak ke dalam coach2 wanita nih....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini lah satu benda yg teman mmg tak pernah paham dgn rakyat malaysia...sgt memalukan...sgt tidak bertamadun...dan mengecewakan pada masa yg sama...mungkin lah ada 1-2 org yg tersilap masuk coach wanita tu...tapi kalu sampai 10-15 org????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepastu bila jadi mcmni, rakyat mula lah nak marah kerajaan pasal 'kurangnya penguatkuasaan'...tapi pada teman..benda2 mcm ni kena pikir sendiri dan act sendiri laa...tak payah la nak kena diawasi setiap masa...sampai bila nak ada low mentality mcm ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila sembang dgn kawan2 pulak kan, masing2 bersetuju...selagi ada toilet yg tak diflush, selagi itulah akan wujudnya kejadian2 tak bertamadun mcm ni...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman ingat lagi dlm 2 minggu lepas, teman berkesempatan utk naik ktm komuter di kl sentral...mula2 teman seronok tengok sign board2 dekat platform...teman nampak ramai wanita yg beratur siap2 dkt belakang sign board2 tu...teman pun beratur sekali...tup tup ada jugak 3 org lelaki yg beratur di belakang teman...ish..teman dah rasa tak selesa..tapi sebelum teman sempat nak bukak mulut, teman nampak beberapa org penguatkuasa berbaju askar dtg buat pemeriksaan..."Orang lelaki, platform lain!!ini coach wanita sahaja!!"....hehehehe!!suka teman....yg 3 org laki tadi pun terpaksa la dlm keadaan tersipu2 pegi platform lain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila sampai aje tren, masya Allah...berpusu2 org lelaki keluar drp coach wanita...muka selamba je masing2...teman geleng kepala...bila kami masuk ke dalam coach tu...ada lebih kurang 10 org laki dgn tak malunya tgh duduk atas seat dlm coach yg berwarna pink tu....huarrrgggghh!!geramnya rasa..........tak berdaya rasanya nak halau semua org tu keluar coach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dlm kegeraman teman tu, tetiba teman dgr lagi suara penguatkuasa...."Orang lelaki keluar coach...masuk coach lain!!!ini coach wanita sahaja!!!!"...berkali2 diulang pengumuman yg sama...hehehehe...tergelak teman menengokkan lelaki2 tu terkemut2 berjalan keluar coach....perempuan2 lain pun tersenyum lega bila dapat tempat duduk lelaki2 tuh....aduhai...sampai kena buat mcmni ke org2 kita nih....jenuh la nak digajikan pulak setiap penguatkuasa2 dekat setiap station ye tak???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah tu, seperti yg teman expect, dekat kl sentral aje la yg ada penguatkuasa...dkt station tak ada penguatkuasaan..so, lepas 2-3 station, penuh balik le kaum2 Adam ni dlm coach wanita tu...sedih betul teman....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pics of the ladies coach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508527201702040594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/THI4TfUG1BI/AAAAAAAAAE0/cX5djv6wQt8/s320/komuter+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;inilah dia sign yg ditampal merata2 di luar dan dalam coach wanita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508527923690731842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/THI49g7n-UI/AAAAAAAAAE8/AIJtMgmj09o/s320/komuter2+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;ini adalah keadaan coach yg dipenuhi oleh wanita selepas station kl sentral.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508528564872546050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/THI5i1hSBwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0QJHzHROF_M/s320/komuter2+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ini rupanya setelah 2 station melepasi kl sentral...(bersusah payah teman nak gelapkan mata dia tau...hehe...nasib baik dia tak perasan plak masa teman ambik gambar dia hari tu..hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508533269053571458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/THI90p9cAYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JYE4qTKRr9Q/s320/komuter+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha...waktu ni tetiba bini laki tu baru perasan pasal poster ladies coach tu...agaknya dialog laki bini ni mcm ni lah kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wife: Abang, ni coach wanita aje lah..tengok poster tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hubby: eh...tengok sikit...'koc wanita'...eh...eh...ye lah...patut la ramai perempuan dlm coach ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508533570563244466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/THI-GNK8gbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/QUGEpT_TxC4/s320/komuter2+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hubby: Alamak...malunya...malunya....nak buat mcmmana ni...patut la pompuan ni dok ambik gambaq aku....ni mesti papparazi nak bawak masuk suratkhabaq ni....oh...tidak....tidakkkk.......!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha...tak masuk suratkhabar la abang..jgn risau..saya bawak abg tengok kambing saya je...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lain kali jangan buat dah tau!baca dulu sebelum masuk!!kuang kuang...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;utk tazkirah ramadhan hari ni:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'biar buta mata...jgn buta hati...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;org yg buta matanya, suka ditolong...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;org yg buta hatinya, tak suka ditolong...'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adakah kita tergolong di dalam golongan yg suka menerima teguran?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-3084896784504721613?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/3084896784504721613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/08/ladies-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3084896784504721613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3084896784504721613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/08/ladies-only.html' title='ladies only!!'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/THI4TfUG1BI/AAAAAAAAAE0/cX5djv6wQt8/s72-c/komuter+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-6965417626861355426</id><published>2010-08-19T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T00:34:14.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita lelaki dan dot dot dot</title><content type='html'>Bismilahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;Salam ramadhan..salam ukhuwwah buat para pelawat kambing sekalian...kambing teman ni punya la suka bile kome dtg melawatnya...hehe...kalu ada yg bawa makanan utk dia lagi dia suka...bubur lambuk ke...roti jala ke..pulut durian ke...gulai tempoyak ke....uuuuhhhh....cobaan di bulan puasa....asyik ingat makanan aje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memandangkan kita berada di dalam suasana ramadhan yg penuh diberkati oleh Allah swt ni, teman terpanggil utk menceritakan kisah yg selalu berada dlm pikiran teman...mungkin ada yg pernah dengar cerita ni...tapi teman tak kira...teman nak cerita jugak...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita ni berkisarkan seorang lelaki yg beriman...yg rajin pegi ke masjid utk solat berjemaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adalah pada suatu hari ni...lelaki ni sedang dlm perjalanan ke masjid utk solat subuh...lelaki tersebut berjalan dlm gelap...dgn hatinya tak henti2 berzikir dan mengingati Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba, dengan tak semena- mena lelaki itu telah terjatuh ke dalam sebuah lubang besar di tgh2 jalan..."Allahu akbar.." lelaki itu terkejut kehairanan...'ish...tak pernah aku perasan pulak ada lubang ni kat sini'....apabila terpandangnya akan bajunya, lelaki itu bertambah terkejut...habis berdebu2 dan berselut2 bajunya akibat terjatuh ke dalam lubang tersebut....beliau memandang jam tangannya..'ishh...sempat lagi nak balik ke rumah salin baju ni...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan hati yg sabar dan tidak sedikit pun mengeluh...lelaki itu bangun lalu pulang ke rumahnya utk bersiap semula ke masjid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak lama kemudian, lelaki itu berjalan semula ke masjid...namun, atas izin Allah...beliau terjatuh lagi ke dalam lubang yang sama..."Allahu akbar.."lelaki itu kehairanan,'macammana la aku boleh jatuh lagi sekali nih...' dan apabila beliau melihat ke baju dan jam tangannya, sekali lagi beliau mengambil keputusan utk pulang ke rumah dan membersihkan diri utk kembali ke masjid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali ketiga lelaki tersebut keluar rumah utk ke masjid, beliau nekad utk lebih berhati2 agar tidak jatuh ke dalam lubang yg sama...apabila beliau hampir ke tempat terletaknya lubang tersebut, beliau ternampak seorang lelaki yg sedang memegang lampu suluh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki tersebut menyapanya dan menyuruhnya berhati2 akan lubang yg besar itu...lelaki beriman itu tersenyum mengangguk dan mengucapkan terima kasih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki yg memegang lampu itu bertanya, "encik nak ke mana ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ke masjid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh ye ke..kalau macam tu mari kita pergi bersama..."lelaki yg memegang lampu tu pun dgn baik hatinya menyuluhkan jalan sampai lah ke masjid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tibanya mereka di masjid, lelaki beriman tersebut dgn segera masuk utk menunaikan solat sunat dan beriktikaf...namun dilihatnya lelaki yg seorang lagi berdiri saja di luar masjid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki beriman tersebut mengajaknya masuk utk beribadat, tetapi lelaki yg memegang lampu itu sekadar menggelengkan kepalanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki beriman itu kehairanan lalu bertanya,"kenapa kamu tak mahu masuk?bukankah kamu juga hendak ke masjid tadi..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki berlampu itu menjawab," ya...tapi bukan untuk bersembahyang...semata2 utk menyuluhkan jalan untuk kamu.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki beriman terus kehairanan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki berlampu itu bertanya,"adakah kamu kenal siapa aku??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki beriman tersebut menggelengkan kepala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sebenarnya, aku adalah syaitan...dan akulah yg menyebabkan kamu terjatuh ke dlm lubang besar tersebut...dgn harapan bhw kamu akan putus asa dan mematahkan niat kamu utk ke masjid. Ketahuilah manusia, bahawa pada kali pertama kamu terjatuh dan pulang ke masjid, Allah swt telah mengampunkan segala dosa-dosamu sejak kecil dan kamu diibaratkan bagai kain putih yg suci. Pada kali kedua kamu terjatuh dan pulang ke masjid, Allah swt telah memberikan pengampunan kepada seluruh ahli keluarga mu serta memberkati rumahtangga mu...pada saat itulah aku berasa risau dan mengambil keputusan untuk mengelakkan kamu daripada terjatuh sekali lagi...kerana aku takut seandainya kau terjatuh lagi, Allah swt akan memberikan pengampunan kepada seluruh manusia di dalam kampung mu...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa yg terjadi lepas tu, teman pun tak tau...sbb cerita yg teman dengar pun takat tu ja...tapi kalu teman la jadi laki beriman tu...agaknya...tak sempat setan tu nak abih cerita, dah lari menceracak masuk masjid, baca ayat kursi kuat2, tobat tak keluaq masjid sampai masuk zohor...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa yg teman harapkan...kome dapat pengajaran drp cerita di atas, because Allah clearly values the hardship that we go through for Him...dan alangkah indahnya seandainya kita dapat menumpangkan syafaat daripada Allah dengam ahli keluarga kita yg tersayang...agar kita semua dpt merasai nikmat pengampunan dan syurga dariNya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa yg teman nampak sikit2 pengajaran cerita ni utk diaplikasikan dlm kehidupan seharian..contohnya, yg perempuan jgn malas nak tutup aurat walaupun di depan rumah sendiri..tutup lah aurat dengan sempurna walaupun setakat nak jemur kain atau nak petik daun kari kat belakang rumah....ingat..berat rasa di hati, makin berat pahala diberi insyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...kalau hujan sikit2 tu...atau kalau enjin motor tak bleh nak hidup..jgn la dijadikan alasan utk tidak solat berjemaah di masjid...bak kata org, hendak seribu daya, tak nak seribu dalih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peliharalah solat...walau mcmmana penat sekalipun lepas pulang dari kerja...gagahkanlah kaki utk mengambil wudhu' dan solat lah sebelum melelapkan mata di atas katil (yg ni peringatan BESAR buat teman sendiri....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata, hargailah setiap saat di bulan ramadhan kerana ia mungkin ramadhan terakhir buat kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-6965417626861355426?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/6965417626861355426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/08/cerita-lelaki-dan-dot-dot-dot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/6965417626861355426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/6965417626861355426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/08/cerita-lelaki-dan-dot-dot-dot.html' title='Cerita lelaki dan dot dot dot'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-2372099869895124611</id><published>2010-08-12T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T23:03:31.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panasss!! Penemuan terbaru!!</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam ramadhan buat pelawat2 encik kambing sekalian...&lt;br /&gt;moga kita semua berada di dalam rahmat-Nya insyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni, teman nak cerita tentang penemuan baru yg teman sendiri pun tak pernah tau...hehe...walaupun sekali sekala sumi san pernah sebut...tapi teman tak percaya...hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni teman tgh buat posting kepakaran mata..atau bahasa medicalnya ophtalmology...&lt;br /&gt;seronok buat posting ni..sbb byk yg teman tak tau..jadi byk benda2 baru yg teman baru belajar dan jumpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sifu2 teman masa posting ni adalah 2 org dr chinese yg baik2 betul orgnya...sorang perempuan, Dr Goh...and sorang lagi lelaki, Dr Ling...hehe..sekali sekala teman panggil 'Ling' dekat doktor ni mcm panggil 'darling' plak...kebetulan Dr Ling ni okay la jugak rupanya...ada iras2 Matt Damon skit...ala..yg berlakon bourne identity tu...hehe...tak percaya kalu, tanya member teman, miss teh...dia yg perasan dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak la yg teman belajar drp mereka dua org ni...penyakit mata konjunktivitis la...glaucoma la..diabetic retinopathy la...macular hole la...pterygium la..retinal detachment la...mcm2 lah kiranya....kedua2 Dr Goh dgn Dr Ling dgn sabarnya menunjukkan pada teman n member teman finding2 yg terdapat pada penyakit2 mata yg berlainan jenis nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan dalam kesibukan masa tgh tengok patient yg berduyun2 tu...entah cemana satu hari nih..  teman tetiba bertentang mata dgn si Ling tu...jeng jeng jeng...hahaha...jgn marah sumi san...teman pun buat2 cam takdepape terus tengok kat tempat lain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam 3-4 saat, rasa mcm si Ling nih dok pandang teman lagi...makin mendalam pulak tenungannya pada teman...alamak..cemana nih...teman pun dgn malu2 cuba concentrate tengok buku teman....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi teman masih dapat rasa tenungan tajam dari Ling...teman pun dengan nekadnya membalas renungan Ling itu...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba Ling bertanya ," You ada juling sikit ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHHAHHAHHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkejutnya  teman masa Ling tu tanya mcmtu...nasib baik tak terjatuh kerusi....&lt;br /&gt;Patient2 lain dalam bilik tu pun terus memandang teman dgn penuh minat...&lt;br /&gt;Adusss...Ling...sampai hati kau melafazkan kata2 hatimu kepadaku di dalam bilik kecil yg penuh dgn manusia2 lain...ahhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuang kuang kuang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah tu teman pun gelak la...dan tanya..."Betui ka, saya tengok cermin tak pernah perasan pun..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling, "You tengok cermin mmg tak perasan maa...sbb u tengah fokus dekat muka you...mai sini saya periksa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe...dia pun tengok la mata teman...tetiba masuk pulak mala'un mana ntah (dr mata sorang lagi) yg dgn semangatnya menge'check' mata teman...mcm2 arahan deme bagi kat teman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tutup mata kanan"&lt;br /&gt;"okay..pandang depan..."&lt;br /&gt;"panjang jauh...pandang depan.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan hasilnya..."Wahhh....!!did u see that ahh..??got enophtalmus and internal rotation of the orbit oooo....haiyoo...very good case for masters exam ooooo".....hehehehhe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pendek katanya..teman ni juling le.....&lt;br /&gt;hehe...walaupun teman sendiri tak pernah perasan..&lt;br /&gt;sekali sekala mmg sumi san suka ngejek teman...tapi teman tak percaya...sbb tak nampak sendiri...hahaha!masalahnya mcmmana nak nampak??hahhahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, itulah dia penemuan baru teman....yg teman heran..mak ayah, adik2 teman n kawan2 rapat teman tak pernah le plak bagitau kat teman...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la ni hampa habaq betoi...betui ka aku ni juling wei??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh....takpa lah...juling pun juling la...sumi san walaupun dok selalu kacau teman pun, dia yg nak sgt kat teman dulu...har har har!!main2 je yang...jgn marah tau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syukur pada Allah yg jadikan pancaindera kita sihat dan sempurna...yg membuatkan kita mampu bekerja dan beribadah kepadaNya...dan adalah tanggungjawab kita utk menjaga kesihatan pancaindera2 kita agar dapat kita guna sampai akhir hayat nanti insyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk renungan Ramadhan pada hari ni..teman saja nak kongsi ilmu yg teman pernah dengar dlm radio masa nak pegi kerja hari tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..masa bulan pose ni kan, kita selalu baca doa makan waktu nak berbuka..."Allahumma baarik la na...fi ma razaqtana...waqina a'zabannaaar.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawan2 pernah tau maksud bacaan doa makan tu tak....&lt;br /&gt;"Ya Allah, berkatilah rezeki yg Engkau berikan kepada kami, dan peliharalah kami dari seksa api neraka...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..pelik tak bila baca tafsiran doa ni...kenapa nak kena ingatkan tentang azab neraka bila berdepan dgn rezeki...kenapa perlu kita mengingati neraka bila nasi lauk gulai asam pedas dah ada di depan mata?? (dari pagi masa sahur dah tringin nak makan asam pedas nih)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sbbnya, doa itu mengajar kita supaya tidak kufur dgn nikmat Allah...doa itu mengajar kita agar tidak menggunakan rezeki dan tenaga yg Allah berikan kepada kita melalui makanan itu utk membuat perkara2 yg bertentangan dengan perintahNya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah mahu kita bersyukur dan menggunakan tenaga itu hanya di jalanNya..jalan yg lurus...jalan yg menuju ke syurga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wallahu'alam...&lt;br /&gt;mari kita sama2 manafaatkan Ramadhan yg mulia ini...may all of us become better Muslims when we graduate by the end of the holy month insyaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-2372099869895124611?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/2372099869895124611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/08/panasss-penemuan-terbaru.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2372099869895124611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2372099869895124611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/08/panasss-penemuan-terbaru.html' title='Panasss!! 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to those yg tak tau lagi...teman nak khabor le nih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman pass exam hari tu!!Alhamdulillah... it was actually the first part of my masters exam in family medicine...terima kasih byk2 pada semua yg mendoakan teman, khususnya pada para pelawat en kambing yg singgah pada entry terakhir teman, and sudi meng'amin'kan doa teman....terima kasihhhh banyak2...Alhamdulillah berkat doa kalian semua, teman lulus exam yg menyesakkan nafas dan otak tu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so im still here in kl, sekarang dlm tahun 2...relax byk drp first year haritu...tapi bak kata sumi san, tak boleh relax byk sgt...nanti seksa masa nak exam seterusnya nanti...hehe...tapi kan, masalahnya...exam teman yg seterusnya lambatnya la lagi...hehe...adalah dlm 2 tahun lagi....hehehehheh...so, bukan la kata nak relax sgt kan...tapi relax la jugak...heheh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman rasa dlm 2 tahun ni, teman nak catch up balik dgn life teman...byk benda yg teman rasa teman nak buat dlm hidup ni...tapi tak buat2 lagi...hmm....antaranya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- nak kuruskan badan- ini bermaksud, sediakan sendiri makanan yg sihat, control pemakanan and exercise...at least 30-40 minute 5 kali seminggu (yg ni mengikut cara senaman yg patut dilakukan oleh penghidap diabetes....wajib exercise 150 minute seminggu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and setakat ni..teman dah berjaya kurangkan 3.5kg!!haha...dengar mcm sikit je kan...tapi seksanya Tuhan aje yg tau...sampai dah nak muntah dah teman makan biskut jacob tu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha...and utk melihat progress berat badan teman...teman buat weight chart....hehe...ini le weight chart teman....heh...masalahnya sekarang mcm dah plateau je.....huhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501542765326337170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TFln_yPlhJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IMF88LfqZ8I/s320/weight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadaaaaaaaaaa.....!!!target teman, masa raya nanti hopefully dapat achieve 52kg...hehe...taktau le tercapai ke idak...52 tu pun sebenarnya berat lagi tu...sebelum kawin dulu dlm 48kg je....sumi san la ni....bagi teman makan dedak...dah jadi mcm ni...kuang kuang kuang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- teman nak belajar tafsir Al-Quran....nak sgt belajar...kadang2 rasa bersalah...baca Quran tapi tak tau makna...rasa mcm tak dpt ilmu Al-Quran tu..kadang2 teman rasa, mcmmana kalau kita mati and tak sempat pun nak fahami isi Al-Quran...alasan apa kita nak bagi pada Tuhan, sampaikan seumur hidup Tuhan bagi pada kita pun, kita masih tak sempat nak fahami kitabNya??....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- dgn itu, teman rasa teman nak polish balik bahasa Arab teman...malu je...dulu boleh tulis karangan pasal sukan komanwel lagi...sekarang ni perkataan sukan dlm bahasa arab pun tak tau...ruginya ilmu teman..........itulah ilmu...bila tak diamal...akan hilang....yg rugi...diri sendiri.....haih....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4- yg ni lagi teman malu....malah rasa berdosa, teman dah lupa sebahagian surah2 yg teman pernah hafaz...rugi sgt usaha teman masa kecik2 dulu, penat lelah ustaz2 yg pernah train teman...hmm...malunya dgn diri sendiri...hari tu teman pernah cuba nak hafal balik...terus terang teman cakap...surah2 yg teman pernah hafal masa kecik2 dulu, Alhamdulillah senang masuk balik...tapi surah2 baru yg teman cuba nak hafal...masyaAllah...susahnya nak lekat...nampak sgt, hati dah kotor...astaghfirullah...so, pesan teman pada kawan2 teman yg dah punya cahaya mata...galakkanlah anak2 kome menghafaz surah2 penting (di antara surah2 yg nabi amat inginkan umatnya hafaz ialah surah yaasin, al-waqi'ah dan surah al-mulk- utk hindarkan azab kubur)...insyaAllah masa zaman kanak2 tu la..masa hati tengah bersih dan terang...ayat2 Allah ini senang nak melekat dlm hati...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, inilah di antara benda2 yg teman teringin nak achieve sepanjang 2nd year ni....kalau nak ikutkan, teman teringin nak buat mcm2 amal mcm masa kat asrama dulu...regular solat tahajud, ma'surat sblm gi ofis, mcm2 lah...tapi kalau buat terkejut sgt mcm roket ni nanti tak istiqamah pulak...so kita cuba mula sikit2...tapi kena tetap...nak maintain istiqamah ni yg lebih susah drp nak buat mcm2....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;harap2 dgn teman meletakkan azam2 teman dlm blog nih, akan membuatkan teman lebih cepat rasa malu kalau teman tak buat...dan moga2 ada juga yg terbuka hati utk join teman buat perkara2 baik ni...apatah lagi dgn kedatangan bulan ramadhan yg mulia ni insyaAllah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buat kome sekalian, jom kita pasangkan niat utk sama2 benefit from the holy Ramadhan month insyaAllah...bykkan ibadah..jaga tatatertib sewaktu berpuasa dan cuba maintain even bila ramadhan dah berlalu...besides that...jeng jeng jeng...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yg perempuan merangkap isteri2: jom sama2 kuruskan badan..masak sendiri tau...boikot pasar ramadhan!!hehehehhe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yg lelaki merangkap suami: jom sama2 cuba berhenti merokok....anda BOLEH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasallam.&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' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TFln_yPlhJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IMF88LfqZ8I/s72-c/weight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-8302002232199859154</id><published>2010-05-02T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:42:15.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exams coming up!!</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello encik kambing and pelawat2 kambing teman sekalian...&lt;br /&gt;teman mohon jasa baik semua untuk mendoakan teman ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman dah nak exam minggu depan...1st part untuk masters in family medicine.....&lt;br /&gt;dah setahun teman bertungkus lumus tanpa sumi san di kl ni...&lt;br /&gt;harap2nya teman lepas le hendaknya ye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalu dah abih exam ni boleh le teman menulih lagi kat blog ni ye...&lt;br /&gt;till then, adiosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ya Allah , The Almighty God..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've always been there for me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And You've always known the best for me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even though I may sometimes have forgotten to say thank you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've never left me walking alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray to You now, May You have mercy on me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me pass this exams..Let me sail through it with utmost calamity...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And may all of my friends who've studied with me pass with flying colours too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If for some reason, we do not make it through My Lord,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give us strength...and Let us see the hikmah behind it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so we know that there's no point in giving up and we'll keep on trying till we're through...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya Allah, the Most Merciful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just another little request from me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been wanting a simple family life for a long time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If You could also give my husband a job somewhere near just so I could hold him close when I'm feeling lonely....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And.....perhaps a toothless smile with a rattle while You're at it..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Allah...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amin...Amin...Ya Rabbal- A'lamin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: would be great if u guys could whisper an 'Amin' for me too....&lt;br /&gt;thanx guys!!&lt;div 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sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-9167008681628544262</id><published>2010-04-19T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:22:48.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita org2 tua- part 3</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman pernah ditanya teka teki akademik ni satu masa dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bila dah tua nanti, nak jadi org-org tua ka..org tua-tua??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..tersenyum teman mendengar soalan tu..ada beza ke??&lt;br /&gt;Banyak bezanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Org2 tua' adalah ganti nama utk org tua yg ramai..perasan tak bila kita sebut rumah kebajikan utk warga emas tu kita sebut 'rumah org2 tua'..&lt;br /&gt;kita tak sebut 'rumah org tua2'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,bila plak kita selalu guna frasa 'org tua2'?Selalunya bila nak menggambarkan pendapat dari org2 terdahulu yg jauh lebih matang dan berpengalaman drp kita.. Kan kita selalu sebut.." org tua2 pesan..jgn dok main kat luaq lepas maghrib.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or.."kan org tua2 dah sebut..jgn sulam makan dgn minum..nanti perut kembung.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or.."tak tau lah betul ke idak..tapi org tua2 la kata..lepas bersalin kena byk pantang makan..kena bertunku..kena pakai stokin..kena ikat rambut mcm pokok nyiok..hehe..kalau tak buat nanti badan masuk angin..pastu nak pam keluaq susah dah...." hehehe (jangan marah adikku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kadang-kadang benda yg org tua2 nih pesan tak berapa masuk akal sbnrnya..tapi kita ikut jugak..contohnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"org tua2 kata kalau dok baring meniarap,jgn suka angkat kaki..nanti mak meninggal.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even.."eh,paseipa hang pi sharperner dua-dua belah hujung pensel? org tua2 kata nanti mak hang mati cepat, hang tau dak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..teman tak tau le kenapa org tua2 ni suka sgt mengugut kanak2 dgn perihal kematian kaum2 ibu nih..agaknya sbb benda2 mcmtu aje yg membuatkan budak2 mcm teman ni ikut cakap agaknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And teman tak tau le kome..tapi teman serius mengikut pantang-larang zaman kanak2 dulu..pensel yg 2 belah tajam tu terus teman bagi tumpulkan sebelah..bila baring meniarap,asal nak angkat kaki je mesti letakkan ke bawah balik cepat2..semuanya pasal mengikut pesan org tua2 nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persoalannya..siapakah 'org tua2' yang begitu berpengaruh dlm kehidupan kita nih?Hehe..ada sesapa nak mengaku nenek moyang masing2?Agaknya kalau kita kaji sejarah sampai zaman paleolitik pun tak dapat cari kan..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang nyata,kita org Melayu memandang tinggi pesan 'org tua2' nih..walaupun kita tak kenal siapa mereka..and walaupun kdg2 kita tak paham pun asas atau pun basis pantang larang org tua2 nih..kita cuba ikut jugak kan?hebat..hebat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amacam?nak join kelab org tua2 nih??boleh reka mcm2 petua kasi kat anak cucu nanti..hehe..lawak je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang penting,teman rasa waktu muda2 ni lah kita kena mantapkan diri kita,penuhi dada dgn ilmu dan pengalaman..supaya kita juga layak untuk menerima gelaran 'org tua2' oleh anak cucu kita satu hari nanti..insyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-9167008681628544262?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/9167008681628544262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-org2-tua-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/9167008681628544262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/9167008681628544262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-org2-tua-part-3.html' title='Cerita org2 tua- part 3'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-2247174669008851338</id><published>2010-04-09T05:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T07:44:30.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita org2 tua- part 2</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya...lagi cerita pasal org2 tua...hari ni punya cerita, masuk bab personal skit...sbb menyentuh cerita family teman sendiri...asyik cakap pasal org lain je kan...hehe...cerita le pasal diri sendiri plak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alkisahnya teman ni sgt le beruntung...sbb sempat berjumpa dgn ramai ahli2 keluarga teman yg tua2...teman sempat berjumpa dgn 2 org moyang teman....and salah sorang nya masih ada lagi...dkt kuala pilah, nogori sembilan...umurnya dah 95 kalu tak silap tahun ni...hehe...tapi kalau ditanya anyang berapa umurnya, akan dijawabnya "dah duo ratuh raso-nyo umur anyang ni ha"....hehe....teman tau le..sbb teman pernah tanya dia....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Alhamdulillah...teman juga sempat berjumpa dgn kedua2 atuk and opah teman, sebelah mak and sebelah ayah.....Atuk sebelah ayah dah meninggal, waktu teman sekolah menengah dulu...opah masih ada lagi di melaka..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tok and pah sebelah mak plak dua2 ada lagi dekat setapak, kuala lumpur ni....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alkisahnya, pah and tok kl ni dua2nya dah uzur...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tok memang dah ada penyakit parkinson....sejak lebih 10 tahun dulu lagi.....Parkinson's disease ni satu penyakit saraf yg mana ia akan menyebabkan otot2 pesakit jadi kaku...so, patient2 yg ada penyakit Parkinson's ni akan rasa susah sgt nak berjalan...sometimes kalau nak berjalan sejauh 1 meter pun akan mengambil masa 10-15 minit....hmm, lepastu nak bercakap pun susah sbb otot lidah jadi kaku....kesian kekadang tengok tok.... kadang2 dia nak bagitau teman something, tapi teman tak paham...mcm2 teman teka, tapi tak kena...sampai terjerit2 tok teman, teman tak paham2 jugak...alahai....mesti tok teman pikir dlm hati....bengapnya cucu aku sorang ni....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada sekali tu, tok panggil teman, teman dah gabra...apa benda la agaknya tok nak cakap kali ni...tok cakap something..teman tak paham...lepas tu tok buat eksyen mcm nak berus gigi...pastu teman pun dengan tangkasnya bawak berus gigi...siap bawak cebok isi air lagi...ingatkan nak jadi cucu mithali tolong tok berus gigi...tetiba tok buat bunyi marah...makin tinggi suaranya...alamak...ape mende plak ni...teman pun surrender...terus minta bantuan pembantu rumah kat umah tok tu (yg memang dah paham bahasa tok ni)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;terkial2 la kami dua org waktu tu...nak cuba paham apa tok nak cakap...teka punya teka punya teka...tup tup...rerupanya tok teringin nak makan sate!!!hehehehehhehehe.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;apara sarah! itu pun tak tau ka.....teman pun vroom vroom bawak kereta kancil gi beli sate.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tok teman ni tak nyanyuk lagi tau...in fact, tiap2 hari tok akan dengar berita daripada radio merah zaman 80-an nya....teman boleh gerenti la....tok teman lagi terrer pasal isu semasa kalu nak dibandingkan dgn teman yg tak sempat langsung nak belek suratkhabar ni.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, baru2 ni...ada lah radio RTM ni buat soalan kuiz, kalau boleh jawab dapat $100...teman tak sure le apa soalannya...tapi tetiba tok teman panggil pembantu rumahnya, suruh talipon radio RTM....suruh bagi jawapan pada soalan tu - buah naga....siap bagi nombor talipon RTM lagi...hehe...masalahnya by the time pembantu rumah tu nak paham apa yg tok nak cakap, slot kuiz tu pun dah abih....ala....sian tok...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dulu...masa pah teman kuat lagi, pah la yg jaga tok....pah teman ni jovial orgnya...kecik comel aje pah teman...and masakannya tiada tandingan...gulai lemak ayam, gulai tempoyak ikan keli, ayam kicap, gulai parpu ikan kering, ayam rose, sambal udang petai...huiyoooo....bila2 time teman boleh bayangkan kesedapan masakan pah....cucunya aje yg fail...tak reti2....masak gulai lemak..jadi macam kurma...haih...teman pun tak paham laaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately sejak 2 bulan lepas...pah tetiba jatuh sakit...kesian sgt tengok pah masa tu..air mukanya lain sgt....selalunya bila teman dtg ke rumah pah mesti pah hepi...tapi masa pah sakit tu, nak senyum pun teman nampak seksa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pah terpaksa masuk hospital....2 minggu duduk dalam High Dependancy Unit...kena jangkitan dekat hati.....teman ingat lagi...even waktu pah dalam keadaan separuh sedar dlm HDU tu...every time teman bagi salam..mesti pah cuba jawab jugak dlm nada yg ceria....alahai...pah teman ni....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Alhamdulillah...pah teman dah keluar hospital pun lebih kurang sebulan lepas...sekarang ni pah tgh recuperate dkt rumah...and getting better, syukur pada Allah....pah dah boleh jalan skit2...selera makan pun dah much better...minggu lepas siap minta ais kacang lagi....hehe...suka teman....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is the sweet part....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;u see, dekat umah pah and tok tu..ada 3 bilik...bilik 1st tu bilik tok...dalam bilik tok tu ada satu queen sized bed and an attached bathroom....waktu pah keluar hospital hari tu we couldnt put her in the same bed room as tok...sbb susah nak tukar tube, pampers etc...jadinya pah duduk kat bilik belakang sekali....jaraknya dari bilik tok ada la lebih kurang 6 meter....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, tiap2 pagi...tok dengan susah payahnya akan cuba berjalan jugak ke bilik pah...untuk menengokkan isteri kesayangannya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458128765879812802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S78rMbSbgsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MNsEvgUFL3s/s320/pah%26tok+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is my tok...on the way nak pegi jumpa pah...nak turun dari katil ke pintu bilik ni pun sometimes takes 5-10 minutes tau...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129633546874402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S78r-7mYLiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/an5f-cIqKe0/s320/pah%26tok+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, that room on the right hand side is not pah's room yet..tok kena merentasi bilik tu baru boleh jumpa pah....come on tok....u can do it!!caiyyok!!caiyok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458135290099723058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S78xIL5q6zI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JOEzmRRx_iU/s320/pah%26tok+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;haa....dekat bilik nombor yang sebelah kanan tu lah..terletaknya mem besar rumah ni....tak jauh dah tok....malaysia boleh!fab boleh!!tok lagi boleh!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458143882452420562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S7848U6MR9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/v0iq5Q29LGw/s320/pah%26tok+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;dan inilah rupanya mem besar yang tak berapa besar!!...tersenyum simpul je posing sambil kena suap makan bubur...hehe...comelkan pah teman??....berbaloi tok mengembara jauh2....tapi kesian jugak tengok tok bila dah sampai ke bilik pah ni...terketar2 dah rupanya...mau tak nya...dah nak dekat sejam berjalan dari biliknya tadi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and selalunya bila dah jumpa pah, bukannya boleh sembang byk pun...yelah, tok kan susah nak bercakap...so, dia pegang je lah tangan pah sambil sebut2 nama pah...sweet sgt tok teman kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe...bila tok dah penat, tiba lah masanya untuk tok balik ke biliknya...hehe...dan menjadi kebiasaan tok, akan dipanggilnya pembantu rumahnya....untuk apa tau?hehe...untuk ambilkan wheelchair....hehe...tok dah tak larat nak jalan balik....naik wheelchair le balik ke biliknya...hehe...tok...tok..... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this photo teman ambik masa kat hospital masa pah sakit haritu....and i guess this photo explains it all..... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458140053066378786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S781dbVabiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CDPLtSuDr1E/s320/pah%26tok+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;sweet...... :) very sweet......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;let's pray that Allah grants us with such long lasting marriage as well ya!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and to my dear sumi san sayang...to answer your song...yes, i wanna grow old with u too... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love always, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sarahsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wasallam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-2247174669008851338?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/2247174669008851338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-org2-tua-part-2.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2247174669008851338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2247174669008851338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-org2-tua-part-2.html' title='Cerita org2 tua- part 2'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S78rMbSbgsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MNsEvgUFL3s/s72-c/pah%26tok+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-4700563249491222708</id><published>2010-04-04T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T04:25:50.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita org2 tua</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lama jugak teman tak singgah sini ye...byk kursus la plak nak dekat2 exam nih...baru 2 hari lepas teman baru je tamat kursus 'women and child health'....topik2 nya mcm pasal hak2 wanita,child abuse,merancang keluarga....semuanya bab2 keluarga lah pendek katanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dlm byk2 topik tu,ada sebuah topik yg menarik perhatian teman- hormone replacement therapy (HRT)..pernah dgr pasal hrt ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HRT ni sebenarnya satu terapi estrogen utk wanita2 yg telah menopause..bila kita dah menopause,itu maksudnya kita dah takde hormon estrogen dlm badan..dah kesannya bagi sesetengah wanita amatlah dahsyat..ada yg rasa panas berpeluh2 tak berhenti2..ada yg emosi tunggang langgang kejap nak menangis kejap nak marah..ada yg langsung tak blh tidor malam..ada yg depress sampai rasa mcm nak bunuh diri..ada jugak yg terus rasa mcm dah hilang punca sampai membuatkan suami pegi cari yg lebih muda (ehem ehem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari segi perubatan jugak,bila wanita dah menopause dan estrogen dlm badan dah tak ade,risiko utk dapat sakit jantung n osteoporosis naik berganda2..hmm tu la sbbnya kita selalu nampak makcik2 tua je yg dpt sakit jantung..org perempuan muda2 before menopause jarang dpt sakit jantung sbb ada estrogen yg protect badan kita.. So,disebabkan benda2 yg teman sebut di atas lah..perubatan moden had come up with hrt,tujuan utamanya ialah supaya women grow old gracefully and have a good quality of life masa kita dah tua nanti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman nak cakap byk pun teman tak reti..sbb teman belum tua dan mengalami symptom menopause tu..but it must be quite disturbing sampai boleh rasa mcm dah hilang punca n arah tujuan kan?ternyatalah kita ni makhluk Allah yg lemah..tak payah Dia bagi kita penyakit pun ,bila Dia tarik satu hormon drp badan saja pun,kita dah rasa tak tentu arah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So waktu penceramah tu bagi talk tentang hrt ni..byk la testimoni2 yg hebat2 belaka drp makcik2 yg dah menopause n menggunakan hrt ni..ramainya bersetuju yg bila dah ada balik estrogen dlm badan..rasa bertenaga balik mcm org muda,minat utk bekerja n membuat hobi2 lama pun dtg balik..in fact,they also admitted that their sexual life also have improved..sampai suami pun surrender..ha ha..tergelak teman tak blh nak bayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm walaupun rata2nya gumbira dgn hrt ni..tapi kalu ada yg nak rekemen pada mak or nenek pasal hrt ni,ingat ye..hrt pun ada its own complications as well,the controversy yg deme dok debate daripada dulu is that whether or not hrt ni boleh meningkatkan risk of breast cancer...and debate ni sampai sekarang pun tak abih2 lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion on hrt?hmm..dari dulu sejak medical student teman dah ada opinion ni pasal hrt ni..cumanya sejak dgr ceramah hrt 2 hari lepas,makin menguatkan pendirian teman pasal hrt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) sejak dulu lagi teman rasa mcm hrt ni mcm melawan arus semulajadi wanita..yelah,Allah dah menetapkan yg wanita ni at one point kena menopause..dan apa yg Allah dah tetapkan tu mesti ada sebabnya..jadi teman rasa,kalau kita melawan kehendak semulajadi wanita,(yg mana sepatutnya bila menopause,haid dah putus,tp bila ambik hrt,haid boleh dtg balik)..takut2 penyakit lain pulak yg dtg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) yg ni teman dpt sejak teman dgr testimoni2 wanita2 yg happy dan cergas semula bila menggunakan hrt..deme kata deme aktif kembali sampai mampu melancong jauh2..n shopping mcm org muda2 dulu..ya,adatlah kita manusia..bila rasa badan sehat,dah tentu kita akan sebuk dgn aktiviti keduniaan..yg akhirnya akan membuatkan kita terlupa pada pencipta kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman terpikirlah,mana tau..Allah bagi kita menopause ni sbg last chance utk kita bertaubat...sbb waktu dah menopause tulah nanti yg kita akan rasa lemah, dhaif,yg byk berdosa,yg tak mampu dan tak berdaya melainkan dgn pertolongan-Nya...yg mana sebaik2nya kita ambik peluang tu utk bertaubat n menantikan hari kematian yg pasti akan datang tak lama lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...apa pendapat kome? teman tak tau le kome, tapi teman mmg perasan sejak dulu lagi...bila teman hidup senang, mudah benor le nak lupa berzikir pada Allah...bila time susah tu la baru nak doa lama2...sujud lama2....Astaghfirullah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kan, pasal hrt ni...kalu ada jiran2 kome atau mak2 kome yg gunakan hrt ni...jgn le nak pandang serong plak ye...sbb kita tak pernah rasa apa yg deme rasa...and kita tak duduk di tempat deme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm ada satu testimoni yg teman dengar hari tu...sorang makcik ni terpaksa gunakan hrt sbb dia nak jaga mak n suaminya yg sakit..without hrt,dia rasa tak bermaya n tak bertenaga nak menguruskan kerja seharian..so even though dah bertahun2 on hrt,dia masih nak teruskan jugak....bukan utk diri dia...tapi utk mak and suami dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see,we shouldnt be prejudiced on ppl just simply if we have our own principles....yg penting,niat kita kena betul!..dan kita kena byk2 berdoa supaya Allah melindungi kita daripada kelalaian diri sendiri.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,amacam?nak guna hrt x bila tua nanti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-4700563249491222708?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/4700563249491222708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-org2-tua.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4700563249491222708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4700563249491222708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-org2-tua.html' title='Cerita org2 tua'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-6547615464394688797</id><published>2010-03-26T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T04:00:25.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bila agaknya...</title><content type='html'>Bismilahirrahmanirrahim....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been to ikea before?it's swedish company which sells furnitures and promotes smart living! well, the quality of the furnitures is hmm....so-so...but the ideas put into the furnitures are superb!!they like to stress on space saving and such....which is just what we all need nowadays...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;another thing which i like about ikea is their food!and again...the food business is different from other restaurants...they dont have waiters serving the customers around, instead the customers queue up with trays and get food like old times in college...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this notice on the wall caught my eye:&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452891946825229874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S6yQVcEbJjI/AAAAAAAAADs/Kk8_2pZjeuM/s320/insulinTB+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;smart rite?....hmmm i wonder if malaysians would ever develop such great mentality.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452893379919517090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S6yRo2wulaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gsBLrJyUv8Q/s320/insulinTB+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha... i guess we still have a long way to go....coz the IKEA staff is still walking around with the trolley to pick up the trays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;br /&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/1118354797507134361-6547615464394688797?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/6547615464394688797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/03/bila-agaknya.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-8465086252176793300</id><published>2010-03-22T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:55:34.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xx or xy??</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengahari tadi, waktu lunch time teman belek2 majalah2 yang ada kat bilik rehat misi2 kat hkl tu...teman ternampak satu perkataan...."khunsa".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khunsa...apa sebenarnya khunsa tu?masa sekolah dulu, ustaz and ustazah teman pernah menyebut khunsa ni adalah org yg mempunyai 2 alat kelamin...dan, seingat teman...khunsa ni tak boleh jadi imam, kerana sifat nalurinya yang berubah2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, sejak teman bekeja di hospital ni, sebenarnya teman tak pernah berjumpa dgn org atau baby baru lahir yang mempunyai 2 alat kelamin....itu membuatkan teman terfikir, mungkinkah khunsa ni ada maksud tersirat yang lain??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejak teman mendalami ilmu perubatan ni, ada 2 keadaan yang teman dah jumpa, yang mungkin memasukkan pesakit2 ni dalam kategori khunsa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Ambiguus genitalia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ambiguus ni satu perkataan english yang bermaksud "kurang jelas", dan "genitalia" tu maksudnya alat kelamin le....keadaan macam ni jarang dijumpai sebenarnya, tapi sejak teman bekerja selama 5 tahun ni, ada la kot 4-5 baby yg teman jumpa ada keadaan mcm ni...baby2 tu selalunya sihat2 belaka, cumanya alat kelamin baby tu susah ditafsirkan utk nak kata lelaki atau perempuan....kesian sebenarnya tengok baby2 mcmni....kena ambik darah untuk DNA, and apabila dah dipastikan lelaki atau perempuan, kalau ibubapa berkehendak, baby tu boleh la dirujuk utk pembedahan plastic. hmmm...hukum pembedahan plastik tu jgn tanya teman ye...ya, teman tau..mesti ada yg tak setuju...teman pun tak pasti sebenarnya, perkara2 mcm ni perlulah kita rujuk kepada yg lebih arif...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- testicular feminization syndrome (TFS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a rare condition, yang mana seseorang tu dilahirkan dgn susuk tubuh badan perempuan dan alat kelaminnya pun kalau dilihat dari luar, macam perempuan.. tapi kalau dibuat scan...pesakit itu akan didapati bahawa dia tidak mempunyai ovari, rahim atau fallopian tube. faraj/ vagina selalunya ada..tetapi sempit dan tidak terbentuk dgn sempurna.&lt;br /&gt;Dan, kuasa Allah yg Maha Agung, pesakit tersebut..kalau dibuat ujian DNA, keputusannya akan menjadi 'XY' yg menandakan jantina pesakit tersebut adalah lelaki sebenarnya...cuma luarannya yang menyerupai perempuan....malah kalau diperiksa betul2 di bahagian ari2 dan abdomen, mungkin akan terjumpa testes yg mengesahkan jantina pesakit tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complicated kan????hmm...kalau berminat, silalah google perkataan testicular feminization syndrome tu...byk benda kalu belajar dlm dunia ni...samada kita je yang nak ke...tak nak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bercakap tentang TFS ni, sejak teman bekerja selama 5 tahun, yg teman pernah jumpa dalam 3 org je sebenarnya...and i still remember vividly of my 1st experience bertemu dgn patient with TFS ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still a medical student...masa tu tgh duduk dalam klinik O&amp;amp;G dgn Prof Kulenthiran...one of the most respected O&amp;amp;G consultant in malaysia...prof ni macam atuk2 skit...best sgt belajar dgn dia...he was very dedicated to his work and at the same time one of the best teachers i ever had. haha...he was so good that he wrote a complimentary book on O&amp;amp;G that was selling for RM2 only...and i passed my O&amp;amp;G just by reading that thin and simple book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, while we were seeing patients...a very sweet chinese lady came in the room...she was dressed in a pink blouse, floral skirt..and had a clip in her hair...she looked a bit like those taiwanese movie actresses that we see nowadays, u know what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as she sat down in front of prof, i could see that she was trying to hide her anxiety behind her sweet innocent smile...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: hello dear, how are u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: im fine...thank u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: so, u were referred here from a private hospital because u never had your menses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: yes...im now 22 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: i see....and that got you worried...?(smiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Yes (with a teary smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: We'll see what we can sort out for u...ya??(smiled again)...so, what are you doing now...?studying, working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Im a trainee at a telecommunication company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Oh.. i see...so...u came alone today?is your mother with u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: No, she's at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: It's okay, im just wondering if your mother also had late menses, sometimes daughters tend to follow their mother's age of attaining puberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: No...my mum got her menses when she was 13....I think my problem is something else... (and the patient looked at an envelope she was holding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: what's that big envelope that u have dear?u want to show me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: ya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof opened the big envelope....there were many CT scan films.....he didnt say anything...he just stood in front of the x ray box for a long long time....teman lagi le tak tau nak buat apa...the room was so silent and i just pretended as though i knew what i was looking for on the CT scan...one by one film was put on the box..and yet...prof was still silent....when he turned to the patient again, he asked gently...."do you have anything else u want to show me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweet lady nodded and handed him some blood results.....prof scanned the results through...and i was just standing there looking like a lamp post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof then asked the lady to sit down in front of him and spoke to her gently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Has anyone told u anything about your condition dear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: A bit....but i dont understand.....(started to have tears in her eyes again...i still remember the way she was crumpling her skirt into a fist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Right....right.....okay, im going to explain to u about your condition....and just stop me anytime if u cant get what im trying to say okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: (Nodded....tears already streaming down her face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Right, the reason why u still do not have menses is because u dont have ovaries and uterus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: ya...i know that...the previous doctor has already told me....but does that mean, that i can never have a baby of my own??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: (nodded sadly....) yes.....that's true.....and im very sorry to be the one to tell you that............are u married dear.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: No, my fiance' just broke up with me last week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: (Gently...)Why....because of this...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: (Nodded quitely....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that moment was sad....very sad....even i had tears in my eyes then when i saw that lady crying helplessly....Prof then gave her some time and when she was ready...he continued to explain about TFS...about how the body did not respond to her hormones....and showed her the CT scan which revealed an absent uterus and ovaries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but none of that prepared me for the next round of moment of truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With as much courage that she could muster, she turned to prof and asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Prof....the blood results......it showed that my DNA was XY......what does it mean....????doe it mean that i'm a.............man???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor poor lady.....my heart reached out for her.....&lt;br /&gt;and thankfully...my great professor lived up to his great reputation of being an understanding and wonderful doctor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: No!!! Not at all.....! from what i can see....u're a woman....u're a woman...through and through....u speak like a lady...u dress like a lady...and u behave like a TRUE lady.....so never ever think otherwise....because as far as im concern, u're more of a lady than many of them whom i know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the patient gave him a teary smile...i smiled too....i guess what prof was trying to convey to her was that....nothing could be done to change the situation...but she was whom she was...her upbringing....her appearance...her hobbies....her whole life was whom she was....and what she had achieved....and there was no need at all for her to readjust her life based on what she had just found out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweet lady asked again...."can i get married, Dr?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with much optimistism, prof answered, "Of course you can....and we'll try our best to make sure that u can have a normal sexual life.....it's just the 'children' part that u may need to adopt...if u want any....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: (Nodded again...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the patient looked better then...things were clearer....i didnt know what was in her mind then but she did appear to be more relaxed and even more graceful when she continued the consultation with her sweet sweet smile....kudos to my very inspirational prof who managed to handle the situation wonderfully....me??nope....never been put in the spot to break such mindblowing news....setakat handle kes uncle kuat seks ada la....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.....looking at the cases that i described above.....since gender issue was the problem, that was why i thought that these two diagnosis were some sort of tersirat meaning to the word 'khunsa'....mmm.....but my ilmu is terlalu sikit....and there is high possibility that i may be wrong....so DO NOT....i repeat...DO NOT quote me okay...it's just my own thought that im sharing in my own blog....so, konklusi pada hari ini ialah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- we should always seek for extra knowledge untuk melengkapkan diri kita...baik ilmu dunia...atau akhirat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- to my juniors who aspires to be doctors....i've illustrated a good personality of how u should communicate with your patients!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to whoever who has further knowledge on this issue, kindly share or even do me a favour by correcting me ya....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-8465086252176793300?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/8465086252176793300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/03/xx-or-xy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa...kan teman dah kata...teman mesti dtg melawat punya....hehe....nanti teman bagi kamu mandi ye...busuk bebenor le kambing teman ni...setahun tak mandi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni teman nak cerita pasal kedai makan penipu...selalunya kalu dalam paper or berita, deme sorok2 kan...haaa...sini takdak sorok2 punya...hehe...ini cerita benar...nama kedai tu- chicken rice shop...dekat tesco cheras....haaa...siap nama tempat lagi teman bagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya, teman teringin bebenor le nak makan nasi ayam....terbayang2 rupa nasi kekuningan yg berasap2, dgn ayam goreng yang garing di luar, lembut di dalam...dgn kicap cair dan sup yg panas dan menyelerakan...fuhhhh......sedapnya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setakat teman hidup selama 29 tahun ni kan..teman pernah rasa 4 nasi ayam terbaik yg teman boleh terbayang lagi rasanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- nasi ayam power (skrg ni dipanggil nasi ayam 'kulaan' kalu tak silap)- yg terletak di tmn selat, butterworth, sebelah bank persatuan....sampai sekarang ada lagi tau...rasanya...perggghhh...mmg power aaahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- nasi ayam hainan, restoran puteri hang li poh- yg ni kedai cina muslim dkt depan bank rakyat, kulim....serius sedap...ayam tu dikukus...siap ada sos halia lagi...chinese style...mmg best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- nasi ayam R+R tapah- yg ni dekat R+R plus highway dari arah utara ke selatan...nasi ayam yg ni simple je...tapi ntah le...kicap dia...sos dia...tak bleh nak tiru...mmg sedap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- nasi ayam no.10, persiaran bertam 6, PGR- hehe....yg ni favourite teman sejak kecik...nasi ayam mak teman....sedap oooo....ayam di'marinate' dgn kicap pekat, digoreng sampai garing....makan dgn sup kaki ayam...huiyoo..raqib baca ni mesti meliuq ni...hehe....boleh bukak kedai la mak...i dah promote ni....buat apa keja lama2 dgn guan eng tu...hehehehehehhe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak...melalut le plak...teman nak cerita pasal kedai penipu ni....okeh..okeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, dipendekkan cerita, teman masuk le kat kedai makan tu....terus belek menu...&lt;br /&gt;belek punya belek...teman cari yg ada set meal yg mengandungi nasi+ayam+sup+taugeh..&lt;br /&gt;tapi sebab skrg ni deme tengah buat promo nasi ayam dgn sos hijau pelik apa ntah..set meal yg mcm teman idamkan tu takdak dalam menu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, teman pun order la ala-carte.....nasi ayam asing, taugeh asing, air asing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila makanan sampai, teman makan dgn begitu asyik tanpa menghiraukan keadaan sekeliling..hehe..teruk benor bunyi nye...&lt;br /&gt;tetiba, sedang teman asyik menghirup sup yg tak boleh lawan sup 'kaki ayam' mak teman, teman ternampak sebuah poster terperuk di ceruk kedai makan tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STRETCH YOUR RINGGIT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Save more...'(apa ntah teman tak ingat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savers Combo Deal:&lt;br /&gt;- 1 set of chicken rice (braised, steamed, roasted or honey BBQ)&lt;br /&gt;- soup of the day&lt;br /&gt;- 1 set of Ipoh taugeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now at only &lt;strong&gt;RM 7.50&lt;/strong&gt;! " (&lt;strong&gt;normal is RM13.00&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah?really...??teman tengok kat meja teman...benda2 yg teman tengah makan ni sebijik dengan benda2 kat dlm poster tu.....hmmm...tapi...kenapa waiter yg ambik order tu tak bagitau apa2 dgn teman???furthermore....kenapa poster yg sama tak diletakkan dlm menu or at least on the table??in fact bila teman tengok sekeliling cuma ada satu je poster tu...and as i said, it was terperuk di ceruk of the restaurant ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...takpelah...satlg masa bayar, teman tanya elok2, mana la tau boleh bayar harga savers deal tu..after all, &lt;strong&gt;i ate the same things stated on the poster&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, bila dah abih makan, teman pun approach ke kaunter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belum sempat teman nak kata apa2, cashier tu terus bagi teman bill....efficient gile deme ni, print bill siap2.....&lt;br /&gt;teman tengok harga kat bill tu- &lt;strong&gt;RM 17.50&lt;/strong&gt; (inclusive tax + drinks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman pun tanya elok2 kat cashier tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ermm, tumpang tanya, kalau saya nak bayar harga savers deal tu boleh? (sambil menunjukkan poster yg terperuk di ceruk tu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cashier: hah?...ooo..tak boleh kak....sbb tadi akak order ala- carte...lagi pun, bill dah print, susah dah nak tukar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: oh??? tapi saya makan benda yg sama mcm dlm poster tu....lagi pun, masa saya order tadi, waiter yg ambik order tu tak pulak bagitau apa2.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cashier: (sambil tergelak) &lt;strong&gt;Oh...tapi kitaorg memang tak suggest apa2 kak...ikut nasib la! kalau customer nampak poster tu, diorg order, kalau tak nampak.tak boleh buat apa la.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAH?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH?????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendidih tak??? Mendidih tak??? siapa tak mendidih macam ni...?teman elok2 tanya siap senyum2 lagi..cashier tu boleh cakap macam tu....kena ikut nasib pulak....mmg nak kena le cik kak sorang ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: Eh...tapi tak adil la mcm tu dik...kalau u all letak poster tu dlm menu ke, atas meja ke takpe lah jugak...ini u all letak poster tu terperuk dkt ceruk tu...mana org nak nampak???...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cashier: err....saya tak tau kak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: u all letak poster tu, nak bagi org ramai dtg kan? haa...dah tu, bila org dtg..u all tak nak bagi org nampak poster tu pulak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cashier: errmm...kejap kak...saya panggil manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmpphh....pastu dia pun pegi le ke belakang bercerita dgn manager dia...kumat kamit- kumat kamit, pastu manager dia pun dtg...swipe balik machine tu, print kan bill baru...sikit pun tak tengok muka teman...hmmphh...tunjuk protes la tu....ntahapahapa...ni la dia bisnes merapu...customer comes first konon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, teman pun dapat le bayar harga savers deal yg RM7.50 tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa cashier tu bagi duit balance kat teman, dia boleh plak kata:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cashier: ermm..sebenarnya kak, portion taugeh dlm savers deal tu sikit je..kalau dlm ala- carte tu portion dia lebih sikit...sbb tu harga dia lain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: oh..?taugeh lebih sikit boleh sbbkan harga jadi 2 kali ganda ?? (sambil menggelengkan kepala)...lain kali tulis terang2 dlm poster tu tau....'taugeh dlm kombo savers deal ni kurang skit drp biasa'...baru org tau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh...malas teman nak bergaduh lagi....terus teman blah drp kedai penipu tu...itu lah dia, apabila bisnes berteraskan keuntungan semata2 tanpa ada niat utk beribadah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pengajarannya...kalau kita nak buat bisnes, sentiasa ingat hukum halal atau haram duit tu...iblis dan syaitan sentiasa akan menunjukkan jalan mudah untuk mendatangkan keuntungan....tapi kita jua yg mempunyai kuasa untuk memilih jalan mana yg harus kita lalui.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahua'lam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-4267788005207034302?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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swasta...hehe...garang gile toilet nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448492355598626866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/S5zu7hjjMDI/AAAAAAAAADc/3gGadl3mjhQ/s320/toilet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-8696431343034858547?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/8696431343034858547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-angry-toilet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-1360867028552328758</id><published>2010-02-02T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T05:08:52.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>teksi..oh..teksi</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaa...lamanya teman tak jenguk kambing teman..sampai sumi san pun complain...sori ye...bukan taknak..kekadang tu bila ada je benda yg mencuit hati teman, mesti teman pikir,"hmm..boleh share dlm blog nih"...tapi selalunya tak sempat...balik umah je, dah penat...kena study..etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi hari ni teman kena cerita..pendek pun takpe lah...hehe...janji lepas steam menaip skit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya cerita minggu lepas, teman nak keluar dari HKL, nak pegi ke HUKM...sesampainya di tempat parking kereta...teman ternampak ada sebuah teksi merah parking betul2 kat depan kereta 'bumble bee' teman...aishh....kena tolak teksi la plak tengah2 hari rembang ni....(dah menjadi lumrah kat parking2 hospital ni utk double park...janji jgn angkat hand break...so kereta kita boleh ditolak2 ke sana ke mari utk memudahkan kereta lain keluar dari parking lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, teman dgn sedaya upayanya menolak teksi tersebut...tetiba......waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!laju la plak teksi tu bergerak....agaknya ada 'slope' sikit kat kawasan tu...menyebabkan teksi tu bergerak dgn laju ke hadapan......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaa!!mcmmana nak bagi teksi ni berhenti ni.....dah la tu dalam 30 meter di hadapan ada sebuah honda civic kepala dongga tak reti nak parking, bonet depan dia terjojoi ke depan...gerenti kena hentam dgn teksi nih kalau tak diberhentikan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman panic gila....!berlari teman mengejar teksi tu mcm org gila....bayangkan teman dgn baju kurung, white coat, beg pink bergalas, stetoskop di tengkuk mengejar teksi di waktu tengah2 hari rembang...teman cuba tahan teksi tu dgn tangan kanan teman...tapi momentum teksi tu kuat sgt...huwaaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah tu teman pun jadi bertambah panic....kereta honda makin dekat di depan mata...dah tu...apa lagi....teman pun menjerit la meminta tolong..."Tolong!!!!tolong!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har har...gila ka apa dr sorang ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi Alhamdulillah....nak dijadikan cerita, ada sorang lelaki melayu yg mendengar pekikan teman terus dia berlari ke arah teman...bila dia sampai muka dia cam konpius skit...dan dia cam teragak2 taktau nak buat apa.....teman pun dalam keadan tercungap2 berlari tu menjerit pada laki tu...."encik......!!!tolong saya berhentikan teksi ni......!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepastu baru le dia tolong....dengan sekuat tenaga mcm incredible hulk dia memberhentikan teksi tu......fuh!menitik peluh kat dahi teman........Alhamdulillah teksi tu dapat diberhentikan sejauh lebih kurang 5 meter daripada honda kepala dongga tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila teman ucap terima kasih...laki tu berkata "Hehe...sorry la saya teragak2 tadi....saya ingatkan teksi tu ada pemandu, lepastu pemandu teksi tu culik kawan awak ke...apa ke......tu yg saya tak tau nak buat apa tu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewah...ewah...tinggi pulak imaginasi abang tu ye.....Apa pun terima kasih le banyak2 sudi menolong teman...kalu idak berapa ribu le pulak nak membayor tuan kepala dongga tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teksi....teksi.....berpeluh ketiak teman mengejor kamu....lain kali...agak2 kamu dah bergerak laju sgt tu, kamu brek le sendiri ye......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.....sekian sudah cerita teman pada hari yg mulia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-1360867028552328758?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/1360867028552328758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/02/teksiohteksi.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/1360867028552328758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/1360867028552328758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/02/teksiohteksi.html' title='teksi..oh..teksi'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-2404267690204370113</id><published>2010-01-11T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T07:55:38.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sex is in the air</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaa....teruja tak dgn tajuk di atas...hehe....lebai pakai serban pun boleh teruja kan...hehe..teman teringat kata2 ustaz yg bagi ceramah masa kursus perkahwinan teman...beliau selalu kata..."ingat, ustaz bukan malaikat"...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...hari ni teman dah letih bercakap pasal benda yg sama.....sampai otak teman pun naik kuning.....down here i'll just relate some of the snippets of what happened to me today kay...tak boleh cerita byk2...sikit2 je ye...hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episod 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bayangkan, teman tengah mengantuk2 menengok patient2 yg berlambak2...semua dgn penyakit lebih kurang sama aje...kejap2 kencing manis...kejap2 darah tinggi...sampai teman pun dah nak termuntah asyik menulis nama ubat yg sama dkt prescription....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;episod pertama berkisarkan sorang uncle cina 50-an yg juga mempunyai penyakit darah tinggi n kencing manis mcm pesakit2 lain jugak...teman dah nak abih tengok dia pun, dah siap tulis ubat...tinggal nak ambik appointment untuk masa akan dtg je, yg tetiba teman secara 'polite' bertanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: okay uncle, ada apa2 lagi ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: ya....ada la dr...saya seks banyak kuat...apa mcm mau buat ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (TERUS TERJAGA!) HAH??APA UNCLE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(suasana terhenti sebentar di dalam bilik teman...specialist kat depan meja teman dah mengekek terhenjut2 bahunya...misi teman dah senyum2....semua buat2 mcm ada keje masing2...tapi telinga semua pasang mcm serombong je nak dengar teman kata apa kat uncle nih....aduhhhhhhh....kenapa la aku yg ditakdirkan utk menengok uncle nihhh.............)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: saya seks banyak kuat...ada ubat ka kasi kurang sikit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (telan air liur)...ooooo.....mcmmana kuat uncle....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: aiyooo...satu hari paling kurang 3 kali oooo....saya bini ada 4...semua sudah menopause....aiyaa...byk susah ooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ummm....oooo......itu mcm ka uncle....(telan lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: ya la...sekarang mau cari girlfriend ooo...itu bini 4 org sudah tak larat sama saya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (mula nak tergelak ni...)uncle...ini ramai2 org tak bagus la...nanti boleh kena HIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: ooo...itu mcm ka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ya, uncle ada ambik apa2 pil ka, atau selalu mkn chocolate ka...atau itu siput2??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: haiyaa....ini tak payah apa2 siput oooooooo....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (tarik nafas....huh........nak kata apa lagi ni....hehehe...)ooooo....kalau itu mcm, uncle kena try cari hobi baru la....baru uncle boleh fikir pasal benda lain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: hobi aaa?apa mcm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: mcm main sukan ka...jogging ka...naik basikal ka...exercise apa2 la uncle....bila badan sudah letih, bila uncle balik rumah, boleh terus tidur kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: haiyaa!!tapi bila bangun pagi...lagi kuat oooo!!!apa macam?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!mintak nyawa!!!!!!mintak nyawa!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe....specialist teman dah terketar2 menahan gelak menengok teman berpeluh2....kureng betul!teman pun terus rujuk dia pada specialist teman tu...hehe...padan muka dia...gelak kat teman sgt....ntah apa dia kelentong uncle tu, lepas setengah jam baru settle....hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episod 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak lama lepas uncle tu keluar, sorang akak umur dlm 40-an masuk bilik teman dengan suaminya...akak ni badan dia kecik aje, tapi disebabkan dia pakai baju ketat...terserlah le aset-asetnya......dia ada penyakit asma...tapi very poor control...bila tanya betul2..rupa2nya asma dia teruk sbb dia jarang guna ubat pam tu and teknik dia menggunakan pam tu pun salah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesakit: dr, akak rasa asma akak ni susah nak baik la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: haa...akak tau tak sebab apa asma akak ni susah nak baik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesakit: tau...akak rasa sebab dada akak ni 'berat' sangat la...sebab tu susah nak baik asma ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: HAH??hehehehehe....akak rasa asma akak ni sebab 'barangan' akak ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesakit: ye lah dr...nak jalan pun kekadang semput...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: akak....akak punya asma ni susah nak baik sbb akak jarang guna pam tu, lagi pun akak patutnya sembur pam tu dlm mulut...bukannya buat mcm perfume tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesakit: ooooo ye ke dr.....hehehehhehe.....laaa...akak mati2 ingat pasal lain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: hehe...akak, Tuhan dah jadikan kita ni sempurna kak...semua org patut mampu bawak barangan sendiri....takkan nak tinggal2 pulak kan....hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suami pesakit: tu la awak...saya dah cakap dah...takkan la sebab itu asma awak tak baik- baik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...tergelak teman...mcm2 karenah pesakit2 ni....tak kering gusi teman duduk dlm klinik tu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episod 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas dah abis sesi klinik, teman naik atas ke wad....menengokkan kalau ada patient2 yg teman boleh discharge pulang ke rumah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada sorang pakcik ni, masuk wad dlm 4 hari lepas utk penyakit gastrik....asalnya pakcik ni dari rumah org tua2 di Melaka...dia dtg ke kl ni utk cari rumah org2 tua yg baru...tapi tetiba dpt sakit gastrik, terus kena masuk wad...so kiranya dia takde rumah la sekarang ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: pakcik, mcmmana sakit perut?dah okay ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: dah okay dr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: saya rasa pakcik dah boleh balik hari ni....pakcik nak pergi ke rumah org tua2 dekat mana ye dekat kl ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: ish..saya tak tau la...dr kena tanya org dekat rumah org2 tua di melaka tu....mereka tu tau le saya sepatutnya pegi ke rumah org2 tua yg mana dekat kl ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: okay, nanti kami cuba telefon...apa nama rumah org2 tua kat melaka tu pakcik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: &lt;strong&gt;Rumah Orang-orang Tua Jima'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: HAH???!!!!!!!!!!!!!hah?????rumah org2 tua apa pakcik??? (haisy...kepala otak aku ni dah biol dgn benda2 18SX ni ke??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: Rumah Orang- orang Tua Jima'!!! (lagi kuat pakcik tu menjerit sampai teman pun jadi malu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah???wujud ke rumah org2 tua jima' ni???huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....teman pun tak tau la mcmmana nak tanya kat operator telekom nak minta nombor Rumah Org2 Tua Jima' nih.....karang kalu tak wujud, malu je kat org telekom tu...teman nak sebut nama rumah org2 tua ni pun teman tak sanggup....mesti diorang ingat teman ni gila seks ke apa mintak nombor telefon mcm tu???huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...mcm mana ni....mcm mana ni........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengah teman terkial2 dekat talipon tu, tetiba bos teman dtg....dia suruh teman simpan pakcik tu dlm wad dulu sbb nak guna sbg exam subject utk student esok...hehehe....fuhhhhh....selamat......selamat teman daripada dipandang serong eh silap...didengar serong oleh operator telekom......hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila teman balik rumah malam tadi, teman cerita la pasal Rumah Orang2 Tua Jima' ni pada kakak n abg ipar teman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba abg ipar teman berkata 'Rumah Org2 Tua &lt;strong&gt;Jimah&lt;/strong&gt; la!! Jimah tu nama tempat kat Melaka!!hahahahahahahhahaha!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAH KAH KAH KAH KAH KAH KAH!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malunyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa teman!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sah dah otak teman yang kuning........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kui kui kui....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-2404267690204370113?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/2404267690204370113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/01/sex-is-in-air.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2404267690204370113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2404267690204370113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/01/sex-is-in-air.html' title='sex is in the air'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-2555751612678374025</id><published>2010-01-08T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T12:08:40.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cik atau puan??</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam teman tolong run clinic pakar perubatan di HKL....&lt;br /&gt;ramainya patient..Tuhan aje yg tau...ramainya org ada kencing manis, darah tinggi and high cholesterol nih....it's becoming a trend of life zaman skrg....sedentary lifestyle, unhealthy diet, minimal exercise, too much stress, smoking.....all these factors contribute to penyakit 3 serangkai ni yg pada akhirnya results in heart attack....so, anyone yg nak elakkan penyakit2 di atas....please avoid those factors...it's time to move it...move it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, dalam ramai2 patient ni, teman panggil masuk sorang pompuan muda...lebih kurang 24 tahun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: Assalamualaikum... Minah (bukan nama sebenar) ye? sila duduk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minah: W'salam...terima kasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: saya nak panggil cik minah ke..puan minah ni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minah: mana- mana pun boleh la dr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: eh..mana boleh mcm tu....kalau dah jadi puan, mana boleh patah balik....hehehehehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minah: uh...saya ni baru jadi janda dr....dr panggil la apa pun (dengan nada sedih...dia tak tengok teman pun...tengok bawah je)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (Alamak! janda la pulak....! bodohnya aku...member tgh sedih, aku siap buat melawak lagi...kuang kuang....)......Oh??.....er......err.....okay....sorry....saya tak tau.....mmm.....apa saya boleh bantu hari ni.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...standard la teman...bila dah jadi awkward moment mcmtu, selalu cepat2 tukar topik lain...hmm....so, ingat tau...kalau org kata boleh panggil apa pun...panggil la apa pun...jgn nak buat lawak bodoh mcm teman....haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, teman pun confuse la, kalu dah jadi janda, jadi 'cik' balik ke, atau maintain dgn 'puan'????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-2555751612678374025?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/2555751612678374025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/01/cik-atau-puan.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2555751612678374025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2555751612678374025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/01/cik-atau-puan.html' title='cik atau puan??'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-9033789096401894716</id><published>2010-01-07T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:33:31.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjin sakti</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ampun kambingku, teman lama tak menjenguk...seminggu teman cuti haritu, merantau di semenanjung tanah air...seperti biasa, acara tahunan teman n sumi san...meng'interview' bebudak lepasan spm untuk diserap masuk ke program kepimpinan yayasan tun razak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buat yg tak tau, di program alumni yayasan ni lah teman jumpa suami teman...and akhir2 ni, teman and sumi san diminta untuk membantu pihak yayasan membuat pemilihan budak2 ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kriteria pemilihan: tak susah pun...asal ada ciri2 kepimpinan dan berkehendak utk memimpin dah cukup bagus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;selalunya, sekolah2 dlm sebuah negeri akan menghantar 2 org calon...dan dari situ kami pun menanyakan soalan2 berkitar sejarah negara, tun razak, isu semasa, ideologi politik bla bla bla...we tend to use both bahasa melayu and english...selalunya bila dilontarkan soalan dalam melayu, expected utk dijawab dlm bahasa melayu...vice-versa for english&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dalam banyak2 budak2 yg bercakap banyak tak berhenti2 tu...ada sorang budak melayu daripada salah sebuah sekolah termasyhur di ipoh..yg dengan selambanya masuk ke dalam bilik interview dgn cara berjalan yg sambil lewa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak bagi salam...tak cakap selamat pagi...dia duduk aje kat kerusi depan kami tu, siap bersandar mcm bos lagi....dalam hati teman waktu tu....ape hal budak ni...terrer sgt kot...berlagak semacam je....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman ingat lagi..waktu tu dia pakai baju kemeja hitam....tapi ada satu riben merah kat kolar sebelah kiri dia...teman ingat oooo...agaknya dia sokong anti-HIV punya kempen...bagus jugak budak nih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sebelah dia waktu tu ada sorang budak perempuan cina dari sekolah cina di ipoh...saja kami panggil 2 org masuk ke dlm bilik interview utk create suasana lebih competitive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so..seperti biasa lepas setiausaha yayasan tun razak, si tengku tu meng'introduce' kami semua, sumi san pun mula lah dgn soalan2 simplenya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sumi san: Okay, please introduce yourself... (sambil melihat budak lelaki tu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu: hah? saya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sumi san: ye...awak...tolong perkenalkan diri....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu: (terlopong) errmm...i honestly dont know what to say.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman: (dalam hati....ni ape hal yang honest sgt ni....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sumi san: ummm...okay..if u dont know what to say, u can start explaining about the ribbon on your collar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu: ah????!!! (terkejut sambil melihat ke kolar nya)...eh...eh....ni...ni...riben pakai masa jamuan sekolah hari tu....la...lupa nak tanggal la.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman: (dalam hati........hah????!!datang interview pakai baju bulan lepas ke dik???tak tengok cermin ke pagi tadi???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sumi san: oh??baju tu dah basuh belum???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu: errmm....dah...dah....rasa saya dah basuh kot.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sumi san menjeling teman...seolah2 memberi telepathy menyatakan...'whatever la'.....hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, kami teruskan dgn menyuruh budak cina sebelah tu mengintroduce dirinya....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as usual and as expected, budak cina tu pun dengan derasnya memulakan proses pengenalan dirinya bagaikan keretapi ekspres yg kematian brek...she went on and on about her achievements in school, this competition, that competition, sports....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at one point, she said something about representing her school in a students meet where she met students from saudi arabia la, columbia la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that malay boy terlopong ternganga tengok dia....teman masa tu tgh tengok budak melayu tu, and bila dia perasan yg teman tgh tengok wajah terlopong dia, dia pun tergelak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we proceeded to other things....cita-cita la...isu2 semasa yg simple2....again and again we tried to dig out something from the boy...but he remained with that 'couldnt care less' attitude...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally...teman rasa buang masa kalau kami teruskan dgn benda2 ilmiah yg mungkin agak heavy untuk dia, so teman decided to ask a creative question instead....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman: okay lah dik, bayangkan kalu adik ada tongkat sakti dalam tangan adik sekarang..what is the thing that you would like to make it appear on the table in front of you, right now...in this very room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman pernah tanya soalan ni pada budak2 sebelum ni....selalunya, jawapan budak2 would be a glass of water- to calm themselves down, or ada sorang budak tu dia nak bantal busuk dia..so that dia rasa comfort sikit....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kami semua pun waktu tu dengan penuh pengharapan menengok budak tu...nak bagi jawapan apa la agaknya.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu tetiba bertanya,"dalam bilik ni? sekarang???'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman: ye...sekarang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu senyap kejap...berfikir penuh konsentrasi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kami menanti dgn penuh debaran.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan dia menjawab,"ENJIN!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAH?????!!!!!!!APE HAL PLAK ENJIN NIH.....?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi sumi san seperti biasa...dgn calm and coolnya..bertanya..."okay, boleh explain pada kami kenapa awak nak enjin muncul dlm bilik interview ni...sekarang....?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu dgn muka puasnya menjawab ,".....supaya saya boleh belajar dan repair enjin tu la..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman masa tu rasa mcm dah nak pecah kepala..."tapi mcmmana enjin awak tu boleh membantu awak dlm interview ni????"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu: ooooo....ye tak ye jugak....kalau mcm tu saya nak cikgu saya muncul di sini lah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman: untuk apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu: untuk tolong saya jawab soalan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teman: awak ke...cikgu awak yg nak pegi kursus ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak tu: (dengan innocentnya berkata) dua-dua boleh tak.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!nak menangis teman...apa dah jadi dgn anak2 melayu kita ni....and teman tak tipu budak tu dtg dari salah sebuah sekolah termasyhur di malaysia....and budak tu dihantar dari sekolah sbb dia pelajar kedua terbaik di sekolah tu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's time to buck up friends....this story is not just for a laugh...and neither it is to insult mana2 pihak...but to open our eyes on what is happening around us....this is about our children that we are talking about..is it because of too much of luxuries that the younger generation is missing the drive that our parents and grandparents used to have....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;or is it us...??who have spoilt them too much????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to think.and act.fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasallam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-9033789096401894716?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/9033789096401894716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/01/enjin-sakti.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih...taufik...taufik...sampai sekarang teman ingat kat kamu...hari ni teman sembang2 dgn dr in charge of taufik...rerupanya keadaan taufik dari mula masuk wad mmg stabil, sbb tu dibenarkan duduk dlm wad isolation sorang2...dgn diperhatikan oleh staff nurse setiap 2 jam (unless kalau taufik panggil la)....ye, teman paham..kalau kes2 stabil mcm ni mmg selalunya tak di pass over oleh dr in charge kepada dr oncall (memandangkan ada lbh krg 30 org dlm wad...dr oncall plak sorang, kena jaga wad dan kecemasan pd masa yg sama..selalunya hanya case kurang stabil akan di passover kpd dr oncall utk pemerhatian kerap, kes2 lain hanya akan dipantau kalau ada apa2 masalah baru yg di'discover' oleh parents atau staff nurse).....tapi teman tetap rasa ralat sbb kalu teman tau dia duduk sorang2...teman boleh drop in sekali sekala...sembang2...temankan dia makan....tengok2kan apa yg tak kena....huwaaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi menyesal je tak guna kan...betul kata sumi san, lain kali jgn assume...walaupun org tak pass over pada teman, dan walaupun teman tak perlu pun review kes- kes stabil ni, kalu teman ada masa, teman patut find out more pasal budak2 tu, especially budak2 tunku budriah yg terbiar tu.....huhu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni teman nak cerita...cerita yg pelik sikit....sedih bercampur ajaib sikit..hehe...mcmmana tu ha...hmm...kome nilai le sendiri....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam 2 hari lepas ada sorang budak pompuan melayu berumur 8 tahun dikejarkan ke kecemasan dan seterusnya dimasukkan ke wad HDU (High Dependancy Unit)....ni kira kes serius la ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alkisahnya, dia tengah berebut laptop dgn abangnya yg berumur 10 tahun di rumah...berebut punya berebut, abang dia kasi penumbuk arab satu kat perut terus budak pompuan tu terduduk....abang dia pun menang le dapat laptop tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak pompuan tu lepas terduduk kena tumbukan arab...remain senyap je, tak bercakap banyak....menangis pun sikit je....makan minum semua tak mau....petang skit, dia bgtau mak bapaknya dia rasa kurang sihat...so mak dia pun suruh dia tido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu lepas 2-3 jam tido, budak tu bangun n complain sakit perut yg amat sgt sampai keras seluruh kawasan perutnya..mak bapaknya yg risau terus bergegas ke kecemasan n masuk le ke wad HDU ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu dia masuk wad tu, dr suspect ada pendarahan dekat buah pinggang...sbb bila dicheck air kencingnya, didapati ada darah...perut budak tu waktu masuk memang keras...ada mcm ketulan kat kawasan perut lbh kurang saiz 8 x 10cm...sebenarnya, buah pinggang kita memang sgt senang cedera sbb tak byk lemak yg menyelaputi buah pinggang ni...tambahan pulak budak pompuan tu kurus le yg amat sgt, bak rupa kita2 waktu umur darjah 2 dulu (sekarang tidak lagi...hehehehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....mmg budak tu dalam kawalan rapi, dgn segera dirujuk kepada pakar bedah dan di prepare supaya kalau ada apa2 emergency boleh ditolak ke dewah bedah terus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila mak bapaknya sampai ke HDU dgn abang bertuah yg menumbuknya tu, pucat lesi le muka abang dia menengokkan adiknya yg bergelak ketawa dgn dia pagi tadi, sekarang terlantar dekat hospital, bertiub sana- sini, berwayar sana- sini...dgn mesin kat sebelah yg berbunyi 'tenot-tenot' tak henti2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus menangis la abangnya tu...mintak ampun yg amat sgt pada adiknya...langsung tak disangka yg penumbuknya bercirikan sakti yg mampu menembusi organ dalaman manusia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesian teman tengok abangnya waktu tu...yelah, budak lagi...tak le besar mana pun badannya, kecik lagi le daripada raqib yg tak berapa besar tu....menangis abangnya menengokkan adiknya, teman boleh bayangkan betapa bersalahnya rasa abang dia waktu tu...alah, siapa plak yg sangka main2 tumbuk2 kat umah boleh sampai terlantar kat sepital...kita kecik2 dulu pun lasak jugakkan...Alhamdulillah le tak jadi apa2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak dijadikan cerita, bapaknya plak dgn nada marah main2 berkata pada abangnya..."hah, hang tengok tu, dr nak tangkap hang tu....buas sgt...."...makin meraung le abangnya tu...waaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!terus lari takut ditangkap...hehe...kesian budak tu...agaknya kalu teman kejar dia, mau tercirit jugak budak tu dibuatnya....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi semalam, satu ultrasound scan dibuat pada budak pompuan tu utk tengok kecederaan buah pinggangnya..org pompuan yg dah ada anak tau le ultrasound scan ni mcmmana...simple scan je...tak leceh dan cepat utk dilakukan...tapi 'view' nya terbatas...tak nampak 'clear' sgt...sekadar bagi gambaran sepintas lalu tentang apa yg berlaku dlm perut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu ultrasound scan ni, dr yg buat tu nampak memang ada kecederaan buah pinggang...tapi buah pinggangnya nampak pelik sikit...besar skit daripada biasa...dan nampak mcm ada tompok- tompok...taik unta....hehe...tak le, tompok2 putih mcm ada calcium deposition...&lt;br /&gt;dr yg buat scan ni pun terus suggest untuk CT scan utk dapatkan gambaran yg lebih jelas lagi...CT scan ni sejenis scan yg kena masuk terowong tu....tak lama n tak sakit pun...kejap aje dah boleh dapat result...dan selalunya more accurate daripada ultrasound scan biasa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doktot2 in charge budak pompuan ni mcm teman n member2 teman dgn berdebar2nya menunggukan result CT scannya....tup..tup...kome tau keputusannya...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rerupanya, budak pompuan ni ada tumour/ketumbuhan besar dekat buah pinggangnya....kanser atau tidak belum dipastikan lagi...tapi yg nyata, tumour tu dah bertakhta lama dekat buah pinggang budak tu tanpa dikesan oleh sesiapa pun sebab tak sakit dan takde simptom apa pun....dan masa dia ditumbuk oleh abangnya tu, tumour tu dah cedera sikit sampai menyebabkan kesakitan dan perut kembung, tapi sampai sekarang masih dalam kawalan, dan tak perlu emergency operation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaa......bila diterangkan pada mak bapaknya....bapaknya dgn optimistic berkata "Oh..maksudnya abangnya tu kira mcm 'penyelamat' la ye....kalau dia tak tumbuk hari tu, sampai bila pun kita tak tau ada ketumbuhan dkt buah pinggang tu....kurang2 kalau masih di peringkat awal ni, masih boleh berubat...Alhamdulillah....!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya betul! Dr2 tersenyum angguk...bersetuju dgn pendapat pakcik tu...mmg sekarang ni abg budak pompuan tu (yg tidak kelihatan di wad sejak hari tu) dianggap 'saviour' la plak...hehe..kena bagi anugerah ni...anugerah penumbuk berjasa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm2 liku2 kehidupan ni kan?.. memang ternyata rahmat Allah ni ada di mana-mana...dan cara Allah nak bagi tau sesuatu kepada kita tu datang dlm pelbagai cara...kekadang dlm cara yg kita tak expect langsung... yakinlah bahawa apa saja yg terjadi tu,ada hikmahnya yg tersembunyi...yg kekadang, tak sampai akal manusia ni utk menilai dan memahaminya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah..and His mysterious and miraculous ways....&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-8433255007100715791?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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and buat notes pun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai la pagi tadi, masa teman tgh breakfast, ada sorang staff nurse terkocoh2 mencari plastik makanannya di celah2 plastik2 makanan org2 lain...teman tanya dia...cari apa, kak aisyah?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cari nasi lemak katanya...."mana nasi lemak aku beli tadi ni...kesian budak tu lapar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman pun hairan...budak mana?tanya teman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k aisyah kata...ala, budak tunku budriah yg dlm bilik isolation tu....akak pegi ambik blood pressure dia pagi tadi..tetiba bangun tido aje, terus dia pegang tgn akak...dia kata 'mak, taufik nak nasi lemak.....'...akak pun kesian...terus pegi beli pagi tadi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus berkaca mata teman, nasib baik kak aisyah dah jumpa nasi lemaknya waktu tu, terus dibawaknya pada taufik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman memang perasan ada budak dalam bilik isolation/ bilik pengasingan tu...tapi teman tak perasan pulak budak tu dari tunku budriah, ingatkan ada mak bapak tgh menjaganya!....haih....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus teman bukak filenya, rupa2nya, taufik ni budak umur 8 tahun...dah besar pun...kena demam campak...tu sbb kena duduk dlm bilik isolation...mak bapaknya dua2 dlm pusat serenti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aduh....rasa bersalah yg amat sgt...bukan apa....as i said, i was not busy on sunday...i could have taken care of him if i had known that he was alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bayangkan budak umur 8 tahun dgn demam campak, duduk sorang2 dlm bilik isolation, without having anyone to feed him..to talk to him...to bathe him...just imagine our own son taking care of himself when he's ill...alone in a small room...and calling every female he sees as 'mak'...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tengok file tu, teman terus masuk bilik isolation tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there he was....taufik....as cheerful as a boy can be....&lt;br /&gt;eating his nasi lemak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dgn mata bergenang teman tanya...'sedap ke taufik?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sedap!'....he smiled....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pat his head...'taufik dah boleh balik hari ni ye...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he nodded happily....and continued eating....i left him to go to the clinic downstairs...by the time i came up at 2pm....taufik has gone back to tunku budriah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, please guide him in his life, as there is no other better guide than You...and make his path an easy one to get through please....Ameen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-3352631786087988064?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/3352631786087988064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/12/sorry-note-to-taufik.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3352631786087988064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3352631786087988064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/12/sorry-note-to-taufik.html' title='a sorry note to taufik'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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bos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman tgh present case budak sawan tarik dekat bos...daripada awal waktu present berasap2 hidung bos, ada aje yg tak kena dgn presentation teman....tetiba dia tanya teman....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: so?why did u all put the child on i.v drip (air gantung tu)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: since admission 3 hours ago, the child has not been able to take orally..he is still drowsy after the episode of seizures(sawan tarik) and he has vomited twice since admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Hah....habis tu tak boleh tunggu sampai dia fully awake ke?U all ni kan, keje mcm robot tau...semua tak boleh pikir....semua keja mcm robot aje, dah la tu..kalau functioning punya robot takpe jugak...ni semua malfunction punya robot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (tahan muka supaya tak tergelak...senget2 muka teman waktu tu..robot rosak rupanya teman ni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: So?what did u find on physical examination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman:Erm...child is otherwise alert, no signs suspicious of meningitis...however, there is 'crepts' in the lungs.(haha...crepts tu sebenarnya sejenis bunyi dlm paru2 yg dr akan dengar kalu ada jangkitan kuman dlm paru2...sebenarnya perkataan penuhnya ialah 'crepitations' tapi mmg dah standard short form yg semua dr guna 'crepts' je...cara nak sebut 'crepts' ni sama mcm 'crabs')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Crepts??????What's crepts?????kenapa???ada ketam dlm paru2 budak ni??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (tahan...tahan....jgn tersembur depan boss ni....kerut2 muka pun takpe....ketam la pulak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoi....boss...boss....ini mcm pun ada ka.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episod 2 - kena marah dgn patient&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini cerita seorang budak cina, umur baru 3 bulan...apparently, makbapak dia tengah bergaduh kat rumah, and budak tu sendiri berada dlm pelukan mak dia when bapak dia pukul mak dia....dan disebabkan mak dia berasa pening, mak dia terlepas budak tu...jatuh ke lantai.....so, bila dah nampak budak tu jatuh...deme pun bawak le ke hospital....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...siapa pernah masuk hospital kerajaan???atau pun bawa sedara/mak/ayah masuk hospital kerajaan???kalau ada sape yg pernah masuk hosp kerajaan, mesti org tu akan perasan bahawa dia akan di-interview berulang kali...akan ditanya soalan yg sama berulang kali...first dgn dr kat bahagian kecemasan, lepas tu oleh houseman/doktor pelatih dalam wad, lepas tu medical officer dan specialist oncall dalam wad...keesokan harinya oleh dr in charge dlm wad tu pulak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi malang la nasib dr yg last sekali meng-interview patient tu, sbb selalunya patient pun dah fed-up nak ulang cerita yg sama....tapi nak buat mcmmana, kalu kita tengok notes aje, kekadang tafsiran org ni lain2...so, tak boleh rely atas judgement org lain je...kita kena assess sendiri...tambahan pulak dapat boss yg mcm boss teman...nak mampuih kalu teman tak tahu cerita sebenar dari patient sendiri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so alkisahnya, masa teman tengok baby tu, teman tak le nampak kesan lebam kat kepala ke apa...sbb kalu ikut cerita kat dlm notes, baby tu jatuh dari pelukan mak dia waktu mak dia tengah berdiri...hishh....tinggi tu....takkan takde lebam langsung....??so..teman tanya le mak dia yg rupa ala2 gangster, bertatoo penuh badannya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: hello auntie, sorry ye...saya dr sarah, mau tanya sikit pasal baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak patient: (sekadar mengangguk...bayangkan, mak dia pakai seluar jeans hitam, kasut boot and singlet je...pastu duduk mengangkang atas bangku ala2 gangster....wooooo....seram teman...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: auntie aa...ini baby jatuh waktu auntie tgh dukung dia ye....(dlm suara paling friendly yg teman boleh buat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak patient:(angguk lagi....masih tak friendly, in fact dia tak tengok teman pun, dia tengok bawah je)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (suspen le plak) Errr....auntie, ini baby jatuh atas kusyen ke...atas carpet ke...atau atas lantai keras?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak patient: (dgn perlahan mengangkat kepala dia, memandang teman dgn pandangan serong ala2 org jahat dlm tv dan berkata:) ....LANTAI LEMBUT!!!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha ha....bodohnya aku...tanya soalan bodoh....dah tentu lantai tu keras....mak budak ni dah le tgh fed up.....dapat pulak soalan bodoh.....dah tentu dia marah....keh keh keh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah tu teman pun rasa nak tergelak....daripada terlepas gelak depan dia n kena hampuk dgn pompuan gangster tu, baik le teman blah tengok patient2 lain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episod 3- kena marah dgn patient lagi....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman tgh tengok sorang ibu mengandung....anak dia sebelum ni ada penyakit jantung, so kalu budak2 lahir dgn penyakit jantung ni, kita selalu suspect kalu2 mak dia ada kencing manis waktu mengandung....so, memandangkan kali ni mak dia mengandung sekali lagi...teman just nak make sure yg mak budak ni dah di check utk kencing manis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....kalu waktu mengandung ni, utk check kencing manis, perlu minum air gula tau....lepas tu baru amik darah....so, dlm kepenatan teman hari tu...kepala teman tgh serabut dengan perkataan2 KENCING MANIS dan AIR GULA...yg membuatkan teman terkonpius...dan bertanya kepada makcik tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"puan....puan dah minum AIR KENCING waktu mengandung kali ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha ha...sapa le yg tak marah bila kita suruh dia minum air kencing......kuang kuang.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episod 4 - kena marah dgn org dlm talipon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman tgh tengok patient dari myanmar...deme ni pelarian tapi bawah perlindungan UNHCR(United Nations punya agensi untuk pelarian)...teman nak bawak masuk budak myanmar ni dlm wad sbb teman suspect pneumonia....tapi, protokolnya teman perlu call agensi UNHCR ni dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman pun call la pejabat dia....tapi agaknya waktu tu lunch time, so takde sape yg angkat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba dkt kad UNHCR tu teman ternampak 1 number handphone yg berlabel 'hotline'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so teman pun call la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: hello, is this the representative for UNHCR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotline: (dalam nada yg fed-up)No, this is number for dead people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: What???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotline:(mengeluh) This number is for dead people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (betul-betul tak faham!!....dead people who???) Hah????!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotline: Ini nombor utk orang mati!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman:(masih tak faham...tapi...dah tak larat nak cuba faham)....oh...okay.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehhehehehehehehhe......sampai sekarang teman masih tak paham....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell u what....tomorrow, i'll put the number in this blog...&lt;br /&gt;and u all can try calling okay???&lt;br /&gt;see what he says!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-448503530170406806?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/448503530170406806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/12/mari-kena-marah.html#comment-form' title='6 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type='text'>pekak...tapi.....</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman akhirnya bangun setelah berada dlm keadaan tidak sedarkan diri sejak pukul 1 petang td....hari sabtu semalam (5/12/09) teman oncall...selalunya tak teruk sgt oncall kat bhg paediatrics ni, tapi apehal ntah semalam ramai benor budak yg sakit...in total teman dipanggil oleh kecemasan 16 kali utk tgk 16 org budak...7 teman discharge, 9 masuk wad..ha ha wad sekarang macam market, misi2 semua tak mau kawan dgn teman...hehe...tak mau kawan sudah, esok teman usung budak2 tunku budriah tu masuk wad baru tau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, dlm kesibukan oncall semalam, i had a wonderful experience meeting 2 special parents...yg membuatkan teman senyum sorang2 and...almost glad to be oncall last nite despite being on my toes for literally 24 hours yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was about 1.30am when Casualty called me...teman tengah review sorang patient Denggi dlm ward masa Dr kecemasan call teman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: I would like to refer to you a 4 yr old chinese girl with pneumonia, suggestive by blood count and chest x ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: How is the patient clinically?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Clinically, the patient is well, stable, not in respiratory distress, good oxygen saturation on air of 98% (maksudnya, oxygen dalam paru2 dia cukup, almost 100%...usually kita accept dlm lingkungan 96-100%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (mula nak marah sikit) So?if clinically well..why does the girl need admission to ward?cant u just prescribe antibiotics and discharge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Ermmm...Can but im a bit worried, because im not sure whether the parents can take care of the child well...both of them are &lt;strong&gt;deaf and mute&lt;/strong&gt;....so there is communication barrier, difficult to explain regarding the condition and warning signs of the patient if she becomes worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Are u saying that the parents seem uneducated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Ummm...actually they seem quite educated, they can read and write.......but......mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (ish...dah geram ni...apa yg dr ni nak sebenarnya)Huh...i tell u what, i'll come down and see the patient in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: thanx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about 30 min after that teman turun bawah...serabut sgt kepala masa tu....dlm ward and ICU kat atas byk lagi kerja tak settle...kecemasan tak putus2 panggil...so, tu la sbb kadang2 muka2 dr yg keja mlm ni muka mcm cipan bila tengok patient...ada yg buat kurang ajor dan mcm2 lagi...teman sendiri tak perfect, tapi teman cuba sehabis boleh utk tak marah2...kalau penat sgt tu, bila teman rasa susah sgt nak senyum, teman akan cakap nada perlahan aje supaya pesakit tak terasa...yelah, bukan salah deme pun..org gila mana yg nak dtg sepital tunggu number lama2 kalau betul2 tak sakit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila teman sampai kat bawah, teman nampak 2 org parents lebih kurang umur lingkungan 30-an dgn sorang budak cina dlm dukungan maknya...kesian teman tengok deme...letih benor rupanya...Memandangkan teman dah tau mak bapaknya dua2 pekak dan bisu tapi tau membaca dan menulis, teman terus tulis dlm kertas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: English/Malay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si bapak tunjuk pd perkataan Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Saya Dr kanak kanak. Sorry, saya dtg lambat..banyak pesakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak bapak budak tu tengok dan senyum.Bapak dia buat isyarat okay kat teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Apa cerita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapak: Batuk, selesema, demam 1 minggu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Ada susah mau nafas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapak: Tak ada. Tapi dia selalu mengadu sakit dada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Ok. Dia ada penyakit lain? Asthma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali- sekala, mak bapaknya berkomunikasi dlm bahasa isyarat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapak: Ada. follow up di klinik swasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman angguk, lepas tu teman tengok keputusan darah n x ray. Memang nampak mcm pneumonia (jangkitan kuman di paru2), tapi lepas check budak tu, teman rasa boleh dirawat dgn antibiotik dulu, tak perlu masuk wad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Dia sudah kena jangkitan kuman di paru paru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapak: Jadi bagaimana cara mengatasinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (fuh, bahasa karangan ke apa ni....) Nanti saya bagitau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, teman tulis la cara2 nak bagi ubat, tanda2 warning signs kalau budak tu jadi lagi teruk...bila kena bawak balik dtg ke hospital...cara2 nak jaga budak asthma...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah habis counselling secara bertulis (which took about 40 minutes), teman tanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Ada apa-apa lagi mau tanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Boleh kami follow up asthma di sini, di swasta sgt mahal. Sekali pergi RM250.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (kesian pulak rasanya...dah lah OKU...mcmmana deme ni cari duit) mmm...Boleh...nanti saya tulis surat rujukan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at the end of the day, teman spent more than an hour with the parents and the patient.Bila semua dah habis, teman tunjukkan jalan ke farmasi utk deme tunggu ambik ubat. Kedua2 parents buat isyarat thank u pada teman..teman angguk, senyum n berjalan menuju kecemasan balik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to kecemasan teman terfikir...mcmmana org pekak bisu boleh belajar bahasa melayu?and bukan 2,3 patah perkataan aje....boleh buat karangan pasal sukan komanwel lagi kalu teman suruh tu...mmm, agaknya deme ni bisu aje tak....tapi jarang jumpa org yg bisu aje, selalunya pekak sekali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dgn penuh perasaan ingin tahu teman patah balik ke farmasi...teman jumpa balik dgn parents budak cina tu, teman tulis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: U boleh dengar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapak: (sambil senyum menggeleng) Kami ini OKU, cacat pendengaran sejak kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Tapi kamu berdua sangat pandai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tergelak mak budak tu baca apa teman tulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Tak la, dr lagi bijak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman geleng kepala...they are anytime smarter than any of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman tanya bapaknya:U berdua bekerja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapak: (Angguk) Ibu dia bekerja sbg Jurupelan (Draughtsperson) di syarikat kejuruteraan...saya sbg marketing, jual pakaian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlopong teman sekejap...rerupanya upon further asking, kedua2 mak bapak ni dalam kepekakkan deme tu, deme berjaya melanjutkan pelajaran sampai ke politeknik and study sampai dapat diploma...wow...seriously....selalunya bila sebut bisu pekak ni, selalu kita terbayang budak cacat kat sekolah pendidikan khas kan..terbayang budak2 yg kita tak dapat bayangkan pun mcmmana future nya...seolah2 gelap....dan seolah2 jauh daripada apa yg dapat dicapai oleh org2 biasa....but these 2 definitely changed that perception...sorang pelukis pelan, sorang lagi buat marketing...how he does marketing when he cant even talk really beats me..but one thing for sure, these people are survivors, in the true sense of meaning...and even though they look down on themselves, they do not realise that the humbleness gave them the upperhand in life...teman rasa mcm nak ambik je gambar deme ni semalam, bawak masuk dlm paper..hehe...tapi nanti teman le plak yg nampak mcm org gile ambik gambar org dekat farmasi tgh2 malam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewaktu teman 'bersembang' dgn mak bapak budak2 cina tu, ada 2 org lelaki melayu lebih kurang baya teman (dressing ala2 mat rempit)yg asyik ketawakan mak bapak budak cina tu setiap kali deme guna bahasa isyarat. teman rasa geram sgt, nasib baik mak bapak budak tu pekak...tak dapat dengar budak2 laki tu dok gelak kat deme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ignored them, pastu teman tulis kat bapak budak cina tu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Saya rasa anak u sgt beruntung dapat mak bapak macam u...( sorry lupa nak cakap, anak deme boleh mendengar dan bercakap..sekarang tiap2 hari dihantar ke taska supaya dapat bergaul dan berkomunikasi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak bapak budak tu looked at each other, smiled and made that 'thank u' gesture again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote 'nice to meet both u ', said bye bye to the child and walked back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa tgh berjalan tu, ternampak 2 org laki yg dok gelak tadi tu...masih dok gelak lagi....heee..geram benor teman....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Korang ni dok gelak kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 org laki: hah...takde pape lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Kelakar ke tengok org pekak bercakap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 org laki: takde lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: Diaorg tu, pekak pun tau membaca menulis tau....Siap ada kerja bagus lagi...bukannya asyik merempit aje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh betul...buat malu org Melayu aje...teman malas nak layan...terus teman blah naik atas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the 2 of them really made me think...Apa yg Allah dah bagi kepada kita adalah nikmat dari Nya...itulah bahagian rezeki kita yg Allah dah tentukan kepada kita...we are not supposed to complain, instead be grateful and make the best out of the situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to complete the title of my post today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pekak...tapi...terrer tahap gaban punya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till we meet again...adios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-4974910927896775439?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/4974910927896775439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/12/pekaktapi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4974910927896775439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4974910927896775439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/12/pekaktapi.html' title='pekak...tapi.....'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-2069693267251407130</id><published>2009-12-03T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:07:54.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kesah tunku budriah</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi tadi teman bangun tido teringat hari ni hari khamis..teman tetiba rasa seronok...sebab esok hari jumaat...dan hari jumaat selalunya hari.....ha, hari apa?a)penghulu segala hari? b)hari org Islam bersembahyang jumaat? c)hari dtgnya hari kiamat? d)hari org kerajaan dapat rehat mkn tengahari lama2? e)hari last bekerja dlm minggu tu? f) hari jam sedunia especially dekat kl ni tahap gaban punya? ...ya....semua jawapan di atas adalah betul....tapi yg teman seronok tu sbb sejak 4-5 bulan lepas...bila sebut ja hari jumaat...sinonim nya adalah...hehe...nur kasih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam dok seronok tu plak baru teringat...nur kasih dah abih pun....huwaaa...sedih plak....apasal la cerita tu buleh abih...yg cerita opah...oshin...oyuki tu buleh plak bersambung beratuih ratuih episod tak abih2..mati hidup balik..mati hidup balik...sampai si opah tu rambut beruban sampai luruh lincin kena pakai serekup pun tak abih abih jugak...cerita nur kasih ni sekejap la sgt....haih...takpa la...en khabir bakhtiar lain kali buat cerita panjang le skit ye....tak sempat nak mengajak kambing teman ni menengok tv udah abih cerita tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni teman nak cerita pasal bebudak dalam wad lah...hehe...lately ni wad semakin penuh sampai teman terpaksa transfer budak2 ke hospital lain sbb tak cukup katil dkt HUKM... di antara sbb2 wad kat sini penuh adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) semakin ramai bebudak yg sakit&lt;br /&gt;b) semakin ramai bebudak yg dibuang&lt;br /&gt;c) semakin ramai bebudak yg sakit mental (hehe..yg ni cerita istimewa skit..bab lain ye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdekatan dgn HUKM ni ada sebuah rumah kebajikan yg diberi nama Rumah Tunku Budriah...kebanyakan bebudak kat sini adalah anak yatim, anak2 yg diberi perlindungan mahkamah serta anak2 yg dibuang....Teman betul2 tak paham manusia jenis apa yg boleh buang anak begitu saja..ada yg deme jumpa kat bawah jambatan, ada yg dlm jamban...ada juga yg di dalam ban (yg last tu teman saja buat cerita, bunyik cam sedap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila pihak berkuasa ni jumpa dgn anak2 terbuang ni, selalunya mereka dlm keadaan separuh mati..so selalunya walaupun dgn izin Allah mereka berjaya diselamatkan di hospital, tapi apabila mereka ni discaj dari wad budak2 ni selalunya akan ada masalah kecacatan kekal, masalah paru2 kronik dan mcm2 lagi....dan standardnya, lepas discaj dari wad, selang beberapa minggu mereka ni akan masuk lagi ke dalam wad untuk masalah2 berkait contohnya jangkitan paru2, pundi kencing dan sebagainya....kebetulan pula, Rumah Tunku Budriah ni dekat sgt dgn HUKM, so boleh bayangkan la betapa ramainya kanak2 Tunku Budriah dlm wad kanak2 HUKM ni...sampai satu section tu di allocate kan utk budak2 ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan selalunya misi2 dlm wad tu la yg akan diberi privillege untuk bagi nama kad budak2 ni...so kalu dapat misi2 muda yg keja mlm tu, nama budak2 tu canggih la skit...contohnya yg ada skrg, dilla farhana, fatin, umairah, danish....haa...kalu dpt misi2 yg season skit, deme bagi le nama ala2 mak bapak deme...ismail, ibrahim, siti khadijah (berkat..berkat)...ada sorang budak tu, namanya Nia...teman terbayang gak..sedap gak nama ni..agaknya mak dia ni org Indonesia tak...rerupanya, masa budak ni masuk masa awal2 dulu dia dapat pneumonia (jangkitan paru2)...udah tu, sapa ntah bagi nama singkatan Nia pada dia...cheh...tak patut betul,nasib baik tak dapat kepialu...sesilap jadi yalloo plak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg peliknya bebudak Tunku Budriah ni...mereka ni tidak menyusahkan langsung berbanding bebudak yg mempunyai ibu bapa...mereka jarang menangis, merengek, senang dipujuk...dan mereka sgt pandai menghiburkan diri sendiri....contohnya, kalau kita letakkan barang mainan kat katil mereka, nanti pandai la mereka main dgn benda2 tu dan kita boleh terus sambung buat kerja lain...and one thing yg we observed, budak2 Tunku Bud ni suka 'menghenjotkan' badan mereka sendiri...in fact, all of them do the same thing to entertain themselves...i guess since takde siapa yg dapat mendodoikan mereka, they have to do themselves...sedihkan??according to my specialist, it is a sign of attention deprivation....so to parents out there, if u go home and u see your child bouncing to keep themselves happy....it's time to take off some time from work and to pay extra attention to your child ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pics...i assure u..they are just adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411047446626006114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/Sxfm-9btdGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uYFmma0vXH0/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is Danish...the most popular guy in the ward...he's so friendly and cuddly that everyone just loves playing with him. Alhamdulillah recently Danish just got himself adopted by a couple who had just lost their son...may Allah be with Danish and lead him through a good path of life insyaAllah!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411048884254479202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/SxfoSpBDE2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/fc08KAjmYG0/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe...ini encik Ismail...time ni dia tgh lalak...he's so small and fragile...baru nak masuk 2 bulan...tapi hero ni pun dah ada yg interested nak adopt Alhamdulillah...All the best for u then darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411048892010223330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/SxfoTF6KVuI/AAAAAAAAADE/NbaJNBZ-fls/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And this is our hearthrob Umairah...such a sweetheart she is....org kata her father is a mat salleh...and mother Indonesian...tapi tak tau le betul ke idak...she's so cute and always smiling and tak takut dgn org...from afar she would waive at u..the staff nurses would actually bring her to the counter and put her to sleep every nite...she has a heart condition..poor girl...waiting for a heart surgery...let's pray for her success ya...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411053578015291362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/Sxfsj2o1N-I/AAAAAAAAADM/u59BCaDlSXQ/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is Umairah when she's sleeping...just like an angel.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teman masih lagi tertanya2...apa jenis org la agaknya yg sanggup buang anak2 mcm ni....kalu kita jumpa deme ni kat tgh jalan...apa agaknya kita nak buat ha...luku sekali baru tau....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okeh lah..tu aje cerita teman kali...lain kali teman cerita bab lain plak ye...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good nitez!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasallam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-2069693267251407130?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/2069693267251407130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/12/kesah-tunku-budriah.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2069693267251407130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/2069693267251407130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/12/kesah-tunku-budriah.html' title='kesah tunku budriah'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/Sxfm-9btdGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uYFmma0vXH0/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-7968565657173953046</id><published>2009-11-23T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T05:11:04.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita bagi salam</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaa...hari ni hari isnin..back to work, after a very long break...seronok benor teman cuti seminggu hari tu..ringan rasanya kepala...pagi tadi teman pegi kerja pun muka manis aje...still in holiday mood agaknya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman bagi salam pada semua org Muslim yg teman jumpa pagi tadi...pada bos pun teman bagi salam...walaupun tertelan air liur waktu tu yg menyebabkan bunyi "Assalamualaikum" jadi "....kum" aje...hehe...takpe, janji niat tu yg penting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman teringatkan kisah Rasulullah yg sentiasa mendahului sahabat2 baginda dlm memberi salam...para2 sahabat tak pernah sempat pun nak bagi salam kepada Rasulullah, sentiasa baginda yg beri salam kepada mereka dulu...sampaikan ada para2 sahabat yg menyorok di belakang semak dgn harapan mereka dulu yg dapat memberi salam kepada Rasulullah, tapi Rasulullah jualah yg akhirnya memberi salam kepada mereka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana teman masih dlm holiday mood dan tak berkenan di hati nak cerita pasal cerita budak2 sakit lagi, hari ni teman nak cerita kisah yg berlaku pd teman waktu teman cuti haritu ye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya teman on the way nak balik ke kulim dari HUKM...teman ambik teksi dari HUKM ke LRT station dgn niat nak ambik bas di pudu...waktu teman masuk ke dlm teksi tu, teman nampak sorang pakcik tua sbg pemandunya, teman pun bagi salam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik tu pun jawab salam teman..lepas tu pakcik tu kata,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik: Adik org yg pertama bagi salam kat pakcik hari ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: ooo...ye ke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik: Ya...jarang2 sekali org bagi salam kat pakcik.bukan tak ada, tapi jarang...dalam 2-3 bulan sekali, ada la sorang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (nak kata apa ni..) oooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetiba, pakcik tu bagi tazkirah kat teman pasal bagi salam ni...nadanya tak ubah mcm penceramah dalam radio...Lepastu pakcik tu tanya teman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik: Sebenarnya adik, cuma ada 3 perkara dalam hidup kita ni yg WAJIB diucapkan dlm bahasa Arab. Nombor satu, bagi salam...itu wajib dilakukan dalam bahasa arab. Nombor dua, bacaan surah Al-Fatihah dalam solat, wajib dlm bahasa arab. Adik agak2 la, apa dia satu lagi perkara yg wajib diucapkan dalam bahasa Arab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (ah sudah...kena jawab kuiz plak.....) errrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik: Ha...apa dia adik...adik adalah org ke-128 pakcik tanya soalan ni...setakat ni ada 4 saja org yg boleh jawab...sorang professor dkt UPM, sorang pelajar tahfiz yg baru tamat, sorang doktor pakar perbidanan dekat mana ntah..sorang lagi bla bla bla (teman pun dah tak ingat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman: (uihs..pressure nih...org ke 128....baru 4 org jer boleh jawab)errr......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, teman pun try le jawab....hehe...agak2nya teman masuk tak dalam statistik org ke-5 yg berjaya mendapat jawapan yg betul...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my muslim friends..what do u think??what is the other thing that we are supposed to recite in Arabic...?any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasallam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-4707881400199585222</id><published>2009-11-19T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:34:49.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back...for the 2nd time</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam teman mimpi kambing....byk sangat kambing...merata2...busuk baunya menusuk nusuk di hidung...terlalu busuk sampai terjaga teman dari tidur...rerupanya bukannya bau kambing yg tak bersalah tu...bau ehem gas pencemaran dari org sebelah teman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus teman ambik keputusan utk kembali menulis blog...(cheh,apa kena mengena ni...hehe...balon je lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman kembali setelah 6 bulan rasanya tak menjenguk kambing teman ni...terlalu amat sibuk dengan studies teman sampai tak terurus rasanya...kengkadang amat payah rasanya utk melalui ujian hidup ni...tapi Alhamdulillah..berkat sokongan sumi san, mak ayah, adik beradik n kengkawan dunia akhirat teman, im still here...standing with occasional falls...but definitely picking up the trails even if it means that i have to crawl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah...dengor nye mcm hebat benor dugaan teman...tapi bila pikir2 balik..kita masih punyai bermacam nikmat yg Allah kurniakan, kita masih bernafas, punya pancaindera, mampu berjalan, ada kesihatan dan kekuatan badan, masih lalu nak makan (hehe...tak pernah tak lalu)...punya wang nak beli barang, boleh drive, boleh main komputer, mcm2 lagi lah...benda kecik2 yg kita tak perasan pun kita ada..sampai la saat kita kehilangannya...Alhamdulillah...Ya Allah, jadikanlah teman serta semua yg membaca blog ini hamba2 Mu yg bersyukur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman skrg ni masih di HUKM...tgh buat paediatriks...atau dlm bahasa melayu- kepakaran kanak2...terseksa benor le jiwa teman menengokkan kanak2 dlm wad tu...semuanya sedih dan asyik menangih aje...dan dlm byk2 kerja dlm wad tu, teman paling benci nak cucuk budak utk letak i.v drip tu (ala...botoi drip yg depa selalu gantung tu...i.v= intra venous)..kekadang sampai 2 jam membelek tangan, kaki budak, urat seutas pun tak dak..nak cucuk tang mana?tu yg kadang2 bila kita ziarah budak dlm wad, ada yg iv drip tu depa cucuk kat kepala,jadi mcm antena astro..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk hari ni, genap 6 hari teman dah cuti...hehe..ya betul, teman ambik cuti seminggu...best nya duduk kat umah...dah lama teman tak rasa kedamaian mcmni...hehe...sebenornya, teman dilanda tsunami sejak masuk paeditriks ni...paediatriks di malaysia lain drp di luar negeri...pernah tgk 'patch adams'..?di luar negeri, wad kanak2 adalah wad yg paling ceria dan pakar kanak2 are the warmest, kindest people u would ever meet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi di malaysia, wad kanak2 adalah wad yg paling stress utk bekerja, dan pakar kanak2 adalah org2 yg paling serius dan paling garang...ini bukan observation teman sorang ye..ni adalah pendapat rata2 doktor yg teman pernah jumpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, antara byk2 kepakaran, utk menjadi pakar kanak2, seseorang itu hendaklah mempunyai daya sensitiviti yg sgt tinggi...sensitivity means cepat menngenalpasti symptom....ini kerana kanak2 n babies kan tak boleh nak bercakap...jadi doktor tu sendiri kena lah menjadi org yg efficient dan dapat mengenalpasti penyakit walaupun tidak dapat berkomunikasi dgn pesakit..susahkan..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adik teman sendiri, si raqib yg agak macho tu...(hehe...agak saje ye)..beliau sendiri dilahirkan tak cukup bulan, hanya 1.6kg..dan selepas beberapa hari dilahirkan, beliau disuspek utk mengalami 'meningitis'(sejenis jangkitan otak yg boleh membawa maut dlm masa beberapa jam tanpa rawatan)...dengan hanya sekali tengok, pakar kanak2 tu membuat keputusan utk ambik air tulang belakang dan after that confirmed meningitis dan rawatan high dose antibiotics diberikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine making that decision without even talking to the patient..tambahan pulak babies, bila dia menangis tu mcm2 boleh dimaksudkannya: lapar, dah berak, kembung perut, kena gigit serangga...mcm2 lagi...so, i guess it takes high expertise for someone to be trained as a paediatrician...and it's a no- nonsence field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi...bayangkan betapa stressnya teman apabila masuk ke department itu setelah bertahun2 bersenang lenang di klinik kesihatan yg pesakitnya cuma 2-3 kerat...ditambah pulak dgn boss baru teman dekat paediatrik ni yg kerjanya menjerit tak berhenti2 tak kira siang atau malam..tengah malam pun dia nak menjerit jugak...tak kira siapa..pakar ka, trainee ka, staff nurse ka..semua dihamunnya..siap baling file ke lantai lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maka sejak 2 bulan lepas, hidup teman bagaikan drama opera, air mata bagaikan sungai prai yg tak pernah kering..hehe..tisu sekotak yg teman beli kejap ja dah abis...hehe..rupa2nya ramai jugak yg lain pun dok guna...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minggu lepas, teman and sekumpulan member sekerja berkumpul untuk study group...setengah jam pertama..seperti biasa, sesi meluahkan perasaan...hehe...bagus session ni, good ventilation and stress release...dan kami telah mengambil keputusan utk belajar bersungguh2 dan pass exam nih, supaya air mata yg telah kami invest kan tidak dibazirkan begitu saja...and definitely agar kami tak payah repeat lagi posting2 dahsyat mcm paediatrics ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan itu, doakan kami ye...moga dgn berkat doa kalian semua, kami semua pass dgn jayanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and teman akan cuba utk melawat kambing teman ni sekerap yg boleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanti teman cerita kisah2 kelakar n sedih kat dlm wad kanak2 ni...cerita byk sebenornya..cuma tak sempat je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...my dear kambing..till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;adios amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sarah sofian-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-4707881400199585222?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/4707881400199585222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-backfor-2nd-time.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4707881400199585222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4707881400199585222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-backfor-2nd-time.html' title='im back...for the 2nd time'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-933999169650306940</id><published>2009-07-11T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:06:27.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rindu kambing</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu kat teman ke kambing???kesian kambing teman..lama benor teman tak nengokkan dia...agaknya dia pun tak kenal teman dah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sori le kambing...terlalu banyak benda yg berlaku kat teman sampai tak tertulih dlm blog ni ha...ni pun baru dapat balik internet kat umah ni...baru le sempat nak menengokkan kamu ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..mana nak start ni...teman recap balik le apa yg berlaku kat teman sepanjang 3 bulan lepas ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/5-14/5: teman dgn sumi san telah pergi menunaikan ibadah Umrah di tanah suci...Alhamdulillah....teman doakan Allah menetapkan hati ini dalam mencintaiNya...teman doa sgt2 Allah tidak menarik kebahagiaan Iman dan Islam yg telah dikurniakan pada hati teman..dan semoga kita semua mati di dalam pengampunanNya dan dalam kebahagiaan Iman dan Islam..insyaAllah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terlalu byk cerita pasal umrah hari tu...teman sbg hamba Allah yg dhaif dan lemah 2-3 kali jugak le terduduk terjelepuk di depan Kaabah..menangis kerana sedar betapa hinanya teman di sisiNya...di samping tu, banyak juga episod2 manis yg teman dan sumi san lalui yg masih terpahat di minda kami dan semoga Allah kembalikan kami ke sana untuk menyentuh kain Kaabahnya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyaAllah..nanti teman ceritakan ye....kalu tak dapat sekali gus, nanti teman buat episod2 bagi suspen skit...her her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17-30/5: teman dekat kulim..sambung keje..tapi sibuknya teramat...sbbnya teman dapat offer sambung belajar masters dkt HUKM, Cheras course Family Medicine selama 4 tahun. Alhamdulillah...perasaan bercampur baur...seronok sbb it's my dream to become a specialist...tapi sedih sgt sbb nak tinggal sumi san, mak and ayah kat sana...berkali2 teman tanya sumi san whether sumi san izinkan dgn sepenuh hati...dan berkali2 sumi san kata dia redha dgn pemergian teman ke KL...insyaAllah kalau ada rezeki sumi san pun akan menyusul ke sini...so basically, sampai hujung bulan 5 tu teman sibuk dgn penyediaan dokumen2..packing and beli barang2 apa yg patut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31/5: atiqah bersalin!!Alhamdulillah...terrer adik teman, bersalin tak yah pakai epidural pun...hehe...teman, sumi san, mak, ayah,hakim and of course adik ipar teman, Aien semua ada kat situ masa Tiqah bersalin...baby Ahmad Aydein selamat dilahirkan dengan sempurna without any complications...kalu dalam bahasa Arab,maksud Aydien adalah tangan...secara sasteranya bermaksud 'kuasa/power'....mak ayah sekarang dah jadi opah n atuk...hehe..teman plak tak tau nak jadi mak long ke..mak yong ke...wan cho ke...mak besor ke...mak tua ke...hehehe...ni le gelaran2 org negeri perak....yg pasti teman tak nak jadi mak yun (walaupn adik2 teman panggil teman ayun) sbb nanti budak tu besor bila marah kat teman, dia panggil teman mangkun ayun..hehehehehhe...tak de le...aydien baik kan....sayang kat teman kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/6: teman start masters program..terketar2 teman mendaftar diri...yelah..dah lama tak study..otak pun dah berkarat...sbb HUKM dah penuh dgn trainee...maka deme campak teman dkt Hospital KL..so skrg ni teman tgh keje dekat Jabatan Obstetrik dan Ginekologi, HKL....so kiranya sekarang ni asyik tengok masalah org pompuan aje le...dan seperti biasa..teman dah penuh dgn cerita2 kelakar dan menyayat hati sepanjang sebulan lebih duduk kat sini...hehe..nanti teman cerita ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...itu le lebih kurang recap cerita teman sepanjang 3 bulan lepas...teman skrg ni tengah duduk dgn semangat nak study tetiba teringat kambing teman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumi san pun complain hari tu..katanya dah lama teman tak nengokkan kambing teman...hehe..rindu kat kambing ke..rindu kat teman sumi san??kuang kuang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..okay..nanti teman cerita lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roger and out mr.kambing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-933999169650306940?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/933999169650306940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/07/rindu-kambing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/933999169650306940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/933999169650306940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/07/rindu-kambing.html' title='rindu kambing'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-7894283031449723103</id><published>2009-04-26T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:34:53.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita haji</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ampun le..sebok benor le teman sejak akhir2 ni...tak sempat langsung nak nengokkan kambing teman ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam teman gi mesyuarat pemeriksa jemaah haji kat aloq setaq....&lt;br /&gt;teman dilantik sebagai pemeriksa bakal jemaah haji sebelum mereka berangkat ke mekah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiranya kalu teman tak sign buku deme tu, tak bleh pegi le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman faham di mekah/ madinah ni mcm2 keajaiban dan miracles yg boleh berlaku....kalau Allah izinkan, mcm2 yg boleh terjadi...org yg sakit tetiba sihat, yg buta tetiba nampak, yg tak boleh berjalan tetiba boleh pecut 100m...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi masalahnya, setiap tahun kadar kematian jemaah malaysia di mekah sgt ramai..tahun lepas saja ada 84 org...malah dalam ICU hospital arab yg ada 10 katil, 8 diisi oleh jemaah haji malaysia...hmm...jadiknya, boss besaq kesihatan, Dr Ismail Merican mintak kami kuli2 ni check betoi2 jemaah2 haji nih..kalu yg tak berapa sihat tu...rawat betui2 dulu...tangguh haji utk tahun depan, moga2 pada tahun depan pakcik2/makcik2 dapat melaksanakan haji dgn fizikal n mental yg mantap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sememangnya haji bukan boleh buat main2..selain persediaan ilmu, perlu jugak ada kesediaan fizikal n mental yg kuat.tawaf lebih kurang 1km, saei 5 km...belum ambil kira cuaca, suasana org yg ramai, berjam2 duduk dalam bas nak ke mina, arafah...semuanya sebagai pengorbanan utk Allah SWT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman sebenarnya tak berapa suka buat keje memeriksa org ni...sbb tak sampai hati nak bagitau kat pakcik2/makcik2 ni yg depa tak layak nak pegi...contohnya mcm asthma teruk, jalan 10m dah semput...sakit jantung, jalan 100m dah sakit dada, darah tinggi sampai ke bumbung....huh....tapi nak buat camna, dah memang keje teman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahun lepas ada pakcik tu siap cakap lagi...."HUH...kalu doktor tak bagi saya pegi, dr tanggung dosa saya semua!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah tu, bila kita kata, "bukan mcm tu pakcik, penyakit pakcik ni bahaya..boleh bawa maut pakcik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia kata pulak,"Hah!baguih la kalu dapat mati kat sana!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!!...betui jugak tu!teman pun kalu boleh nak mati kat sana....hmmmmpphhh...macammana ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...teman pun tak tau la...yg pasti bulan 5 ni teman dah mula kena check bakal2 jemaah haji utk tahun ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa mesyuarat tu teman tertarik dgn cerita jemaah indonesia....rupa2nya jemaah2 indonesia semua yg pegi semua2nya muda2....so masalah sakit2 ni tak byk sgt...in fact, di indonesia kalu nak pegi haji, kena lulus 'fitness test' dulu...kalu tak pass, tak bleh gi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di antara fitness test nya ialah berlari 100m dlm beberapa masa yg ditetapkan, dan naik turun tangga 5 tingkat sambil bawa beg...hehe...patut la fit2 semua cowok2 indon ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi di malaysia ni, kalu tak pass pemeriksaan dr, masih boleh buat rayuan dekat lembaga rayuan tabung haji...dalam board tu akan ada boss tabung haji, dr2 pakar serta ulama2 yg akan cuba mempertimbangkan rayuan jemaah2 haji ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deme ada cerita skit hari tu mcmmana proses rayuan tu dijalankan...dan bila teman dengar cerita deme masa mesyuarat tu, hati teman tersentuh dan teman rasa keputusan2 yg deme buat tu tepat sekali...wallahua'lam...baca tau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 1: Seorang pakcik berumur 80 tahun dgn penyakit asma dan lemah jantung yg teruk. pakcik ni akan semput walaupun baru berjalan dlm 10 meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulama: Pada pendapat dr, penyakit pakcik ni boleh sembuh tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakar: Pada pendapat kami, dgn umur pakcik serta keadaannya...amat sukar utk sembuh sepenuhnya..penyakitnya boleh dikawal dgn ubat..tetapi keadaannya tidak boleh menahan stress fizikal spt berjalan jauh dan cuaca yg extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulama: Ok, rayuan ditolak..pakcik ni tak dapat menjalankan ibadah haji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepastu, ulama tu sendiri yg terangkan pada pakcik tu yg keadaan dirinya yg tak mengizinkan tekanan fizikal etc. Diterangkan juga pada pakcik tu tentang hukum2 serta fatwa2 yg berkaitan dgn keadaan dirinya. Sesungguhnya Allah Maha Mengetahui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2: Seorang makcik berumur 62 tahun yg baru dapat heart attack 2 bulan lepas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulama: Mcmmana pendapat dr, adakah makcik ni sihat utk menunaikan haji?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakar: Beliau layak, tapi bukan sekarang, kerana jantungnya masih lemah.Kami akan optimize medication, diet dan observe keadaannya dalam masa setahun. InsyaAllah, pd tahun depan beliau akan pulih dari masalah jantungnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulama: Ok, permohonan makcik akan ditangguhkan untuk tahun depan insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 3: Seorang pemuda berumur 25 tahun yg disahkan menghidap leukamia dan dijangka dapat hidup hanya 6 bulan lagi, tapi pada waktu tersebut pemuda itu masih mampu berjalan dan menguruskan diri tanpa pertolongan org lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulama: Adakah kemungkinan pesakit ini dapat sembuh dari penyakitnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakar: Kemungkinannya amat tipis memandangkan penyakitnya telah merebak ke paru2 dan organ2 lain. Tapi beliau masih dapat berjalan dgn tongkat dan dapat menguruskan diri dengan baik tanpa pertolongan org lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulama: Maksudnya kalau kita tunggu tahun depan pun, kemungkinan keadaan beliau akan jadi lebih teruk lagi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakar: Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulama: Baik, rayuannya diterima. Izinkan beliau menunaikan haji pada tahun ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebak hati teman bila dengar case ketiga ni...dan teman rasa sungguh adil lembaga rayuan ni membuat keputusan...yelah, bukan perkara main2..melibatkan salah satu rukun Islam...dah tentu perlu diambilkira dgn teliti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahu'alam teman tak tau apa yg jadi dkt pemuda ketiga tu...moga2 beliau memperoleh haji yg mabrur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yg pasti, kita tak perlu tunggu bila nak jadi tua nanti baru nak menunaikan rukun Islam kelima ni...sbb kita tak tau sampai bila Allah akan beri nikmat umur dan kesihatan pada kita...pada ketika umur kita masih muda dan masih mempunyai kekuatan fizikal sekarang ni lah kita sudah patut memasang niat utk ke sana...Wallahu'alam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-7894283031449723103?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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pun teman heran apekebenda paru2 pekerjaan ni...rupa2nya occupational lung diseases contoh macam asthma yg disebabkan habuk kayu di kilang, skin allergies yg disebabkan bahan kimia etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-12 april: casa msn, kuala lumpur (teman jadi fasilitator dekat kursus utk budak2 lepasan spm anjuran yayasan tun razak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadiknya, utk bergerak ke sana sini tanpa laki teman, terpaksa le teman menggunakan teksi....selalunya teman suka naik teksi dgn pakcik2/uncle2 yg dah tua...confident skit, kalu yg muda2 tu byk sgt soalan2 ala2 nak ngoratnya...gerun teman...sembang dgn pakcik2/uncle2 tu seronok jugak...berdekah2 le jugak teman gelak masa tgh sembang tu...so dkt sini teman kongsikan conversation2 teman dgn pakcik2 teksi tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- 7/6/09- dari Hotel Everly, Tg Keling ke Melaka Sentral&lt;br /&gt;Pemandu: Seorang apek cina dlm lingkungan 50-an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apek: hah...lu tengok ini pantai klebang..semua pun sudah kena tambak...sudah tak cantik ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: oh ye ke...tambak utk apa uncle...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apek: aiyoo...susah mau cakap oo...ini semua politik punya pasai la...tak tau la apa diaorg mau bikin....lu pernah pigi kah itu melaka parade...hah..itu tempat pun dulu laut jugak...sikalang sudah jadi shopping complex....itu pasai la diaorg mau ini tempat pun maju jugak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apek: ini kerja tambak2 laut lu ingat pakai sikit duit ka???manyak duit mau pakai oooo...org cina cakap ah, org betui2 berani saja boleh buat keja bodo ini macam oo....haha...kalau lu ada duit banyak ah...lu ada berani mau tambak laut ka???hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: hehe...tak berani...tak berani....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apek: haa...ya lorr...ini kerajaan aa, gua pun tak faham...itu lu tengok aa, itu menteri melaka aa..nama dia pun sudah jadi busuk...hahahahahahah!!kasi malu saja...nama sudah busuk aa, mau bertanding pun org tak kasi bertanding!!hahahahhah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: hehehehe (uncle ni keja dia asyik gelak je memanjang..so teman pun gelak aje la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- 8/6/09- dari melaka sentral ke hotel everly, melaka&lt;br /&gt;Pemandu: seorang apek cina jugak lebih kurang 50-an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apek: lu sudah tengok paper ini pagi ka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: belum la apek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apek: haha...itu 2 tempat pembangkang menang oo...sarawak saja itu biru menang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ooo...ya ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apek: waa...ini hari saya banyak syiok oo....lu org muda2 pun mesti syiok jugak betoi ka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: saya no comment uncle...hehe...apa pasai uncle byk syiok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apek: aiyaa...ini biru2 aa, banyak rasuah punya la...lu tgk itu umno punya pilihanraya...semua pun politik wang punya...aiyaa...bikin malu saja ooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: hahahahhahahhaha....uncle, u jgn cakap kuat2...nanti kena masuk itu ISA....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- 14/4/09- dari hospital alor setar ke pekan rabu (teman dah balik umah masa tu, kena pegi alor setar utk ujian Penilaian Tahap Kecekepan plak)&lt;br /&gt;Pemandu: seoarang pakcik berumur 70 thn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: adik ni dok belajaq jadi misi ka kat sepital ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: mm...ya pakcik...(ntah le, takde tokoh jadi doktor kot teman ni...hehe..tapi selalunya kalu org yg teman tak kenal dah ingat teman ni misi, teman iya kan aje.....ntah le susah sgt teman nak mengaku doktor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: dulu pun pakcik keja sepital jugak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: oh ye ke...pakcik keja wad mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: wad apanya...jadi drebar ambulan la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (alamak, termalu plak..ye tak ye jugak) ooo...ye ke...berapa lama pakcik keje dulu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: 36 tahun...la ni dah pencen pun..cicit pun dah ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: la...paseipa pakcik dok bawak teksi lagi...duduk rumah rehat dah la pakcik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: hmmmpphh...buat apa dok saja di rumah...tenaga ada lagi...kalu dok umah dok bergaduh dgn org perempuan pakcik, hang tengok aku, aku tengok hang...cemuih aih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: hehe...la..ye ke...jadi drebar ambulan dulu bawak laju2 pakcik, kiranya la ni..slow down banyak la ye bawak teksi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: uuiiihhh...jgn dok tanya pasai bawak ambulan, sampai la ni bila pakcik dok ingat2 balik..nasib baik la Allah Taala bagi umur panjang kat pakcik..kalu idak dah lama melingkup kat jalan raya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: iya? takut ye pakcik bawak ambulan ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: huiisshhh...tak tau la nak habaq betapa takutnya pakcik...pakcik paling susah hati bila ada doktor ikut sekali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: oh?paseipa pakcik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: sbbnya ada sepital hantaq pakcik pi kursus...masa kursus tu depa banyak kali pesan suruh kami cermat waktu memandu..kata depa, kami ni bertanggungjawab utk semua org dlm ambulan, termasuk la doktor, misi, dresar, attendan dan pesakit.dalam banyak2 nyawa tu, nyawa yg paling mahal adalah nyawa doktor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: hah? paseipa pulak pakcik??sama saja nyawa semua org...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: adik tak paham...nyawa doktor tu mahal, pasai depa ni tak ramai, belajaq susah2..nak belajaq pun mahal...dlm kampung pakcik tu sorang doktor pun takdak...ha, sbb tu lah nyawa doktor tu mahal...kalu misi macam adik ataupun pakcik ni, berapa sen saja nyawa kita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (hehe...ai pakcik, kutuk nampak....)haiihhh...pakcik mana boleh cakap mcm tu...doktor secerdik mana pun, mana boleh keja sorang2, dia perlu banyak pembantu..kalu pakcik takdak masa tu, sapa nak bawak ambulan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik: hehe...suruh pesakit la bawak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (loyar buruk plak pakcik ni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said before, interesting betul sembang2 dgn pakcik2/ uncle2 ni, mungkin sbb deme ni org lama...byk pengalaman yg deme dah lalui...cara org lama observe sekeliling ni lain skit daripada mata kita semua...tambah pulak jadi pemandu teksi, mcm2 org yg deme dah jumpa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...jadiknya, yg agak2 dok tengah stress tu, carilah pemandu teksi buat laki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-3336576894940322098?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/3336576894940322098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-incredible-conversations-with-mr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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cerita bosssss</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntah le sejak akhir2 ni asyik cerita pasal boss ja...&lt;br /&gt;yelah...org baru...cara baru....undang2 baru...semua benda pun baru la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya selain klinik kesihatan karangan tempat teman berkeroja tu, ada lagi 4 klinik desa yg juga di bawah jagaan teman. dan salah satu klinik desa yg bermasalah adalah klinik desa bikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bikan ni adalah satu tempat yg aaaaaamat jauh dari karangan, lebih kurang 20km++...jadi misi2 tak berapa suka kalau ditempatkan di situ sbb jauh dgn org lain/ jauh dari rumah sendiri....tambahan pulak sekitar klinik desa tu adalah sarang2 penagih dadah...yg lazimnya mencuri segala jenis besi yg ada kat klinik tu termasuklah signboard ka...penutup longkang ka....kabel talipon ka...apa2 la...semua deme buat jual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadiknya, dah berkurun lama takdak misi yg tinggal di kuarters bikan sebab semua refuse nak pegi..(walaupun kalu nak ikut undang2 semua klinik desa perlu ada misi dlm kuarters utk handle kes2 kelahiran dalam kampung)...sejak teman dtg karangan lagi mmg takdak misi duduk kat bikan..mereka sekadar berulang dari karangan ke bikan utk tengok kes saja...pukul 5 balik umah masing2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiranya masalah bikan ni dah jadi masalah lapuk la..teman pun tak tau nak buat mcmmana....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejak kedatangan dr ishak kat kulim ni (yg baru saja sebulan lebih) mmg teman tak sempat lagi nak cerita pasal masalah klinik bikan...yelah daerah kulim besar..ada 7 klinik kesihatan, 30 klinik desa...banyak lagi masalah2 besar yg ada...so teman ingat masalah bikan ni remeh la skit kalu nak bawak kat mesyuarat pertama haritu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya....semalam, teman dapat 2 org misi baru...dari daerah pendang....sukanya teman sbb mmmg kami sgt kekurangan staf..teman terima dgn hati yg terbuka dan gumbira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arahan dari pejabat, 2 org misi tu kena duduk kuarters, satu di sg kob( satu lagi klinik desa bawah jagaan teman)...seorang lagi di kuarters karangan....okaylah..teman tak kesah...lagi teman suka ramai org kat karangan ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba dtg senior staff nurse jumpa teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff nurse: dr, kita ada masalah skit, nurse baru tu mcm tak suka kat kuarters kita...dia nak duduk kat luar.katanya dah bayar deposit sewa rumah utk 2 bulan.suami dia ada kat depan ni...mcm marah2 aja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (dia datang...teng...teng..teng...dgn lenggang lenggoknya..teng...teng...teng...)&lt;br /&gt;             Sampai dah masalah baru...takpalah saya pi jumpa dia sekejap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so teman gi la jumpa misi baru tu...masa tu suami dia tgh tunggu kat luar klinik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ya....mcmmana?dah tengok kuarters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misi: (mencebik) dah....emm....kalau saya tak duduk kuarters boleh tak..saya dah bayar deposit sewa rumah utk 2 bulan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: la...tak boleh puan...ini arahan dari pihak atasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misi: (mengeluh) lagipun kuarters kat sini kecik la...barang saya banyak...kereta 2 biji...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (Amboih!!!!belagak gila misi nih) Oh...ya ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misi: kalau saya nak duduk kat kuarters pemandu yg dah meninggal tu boleh tak (kuarters mendiang uncle karuna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: boleh...tapi skrg anak isteri dia masih ada di rumah tu...dlm minggu depan mereka keluar...mcm ni lah saya bagi pelepasan utk awak selama sebulan...awak boleh duduk kat rumah sewa tu dulu utk sebulan..bulan depan bila keluarga uncle semua dah keluar, u boleh masuk kuarters sini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misi: (mengeluh lagi)...hmmhh...yelah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so teman pun tinggalkan la dia...walaupun teman tau dia tak berapa berpuas hati...tapi teman rasa tu lah yg terbaik teman boleh offer kat dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tup-tup...lepas dia berbincang dgn suami dia, dua2 makin tak berpuas hati...terus pecut naik kereta besaq dia pegi ke pejabat...nak jumpa dr ishak katanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dlm hati teman masa tu...hmm...satlagi talipon berbunyi la ni...teman ingat mesti boss nak kata teman tak pandai handle kes kat peringkat klinik...sampai kena refer ke pejabat...hmm takpe lah..nak buat mcmmana lagi....teman terima saja la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alkisahnya, sesampai ja mereka di pejabat, dr ishak hanya benarkan misi tu masuk ke pejabat dia...boss kata suami boleh tunggu kat depan..yg jadi staff kesihatan bini dia..suami takdak kena mengena....har har&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..misi tu pun ulang la balik ketidakpuasan hatinya...tapi teman tak tau la kalu dia ulang balik cerita kereta 2 biji dia tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr ishak dengar punya dengar...pastu dia kata....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss: sekarang mcm ni lah.......u tak payah duduk sg kob...karangan pun tak payah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misi: hah...tak payah...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss: ya...u duduk bikan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKAN NASI DGN A. GALAK...TEMAN NAK GELAK!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang teman salute boss 100%...bila teman tau cerita ni daripada org pejabat mmg teman terkejut sgt sbb mcm yg teman cakap tadi, teman belum sempat pun cerita pasal masalah bikan pada boss...tapi boss teman yg super efficient ni dah tau pun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehem.. sambung cerita....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misi: hah?bikan...??bukan ke kuarters sana dah buruk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss: takpa...u punya pasal, nanti kita renovate balik kuarters tu cantik2 utk u.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misi: mmmm...tapi dr, tempat tu bahaya skit dr....byk penagih dadah ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss: apa u risau...sana surau ada, masjid pun ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan kata2 itu, maka keluar lah misi tu dari pejabat dr ishak (yg teman pun tak berani nak jejak kaki) dengan linangan air mata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa nak buat misi oooiii....nasi dah jadik bubur...lain kali jgn cari pasal.....bersyukur la dgn apa yg ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi tadi teman pegi keja, dah sampai pun staf pejabat di karangan ajak teman pegi ke bikan utk tengok keadaan kuarters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 4pm, contracter dah sampai utk start proses pembaik pulih kuarters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said....my new boss is SUPER-EFFICIENT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caya lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-355052567613332105?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/355052567613332105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/04/lagi-cerita-bosssss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/355052567613332105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/355052567613332105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/04/lagi-cerita-bosssss.html' title='lagi cerita bosssss'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-4643684969897594943</id><published>2009-04-01T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:02:04.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perempuan gila anak saudagar penipu</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...tiap2 kali tgk cerita tiga abdul tu musti teman tergelak2 punya, walaupun dah berpuluh2 kali nengoknya...tapi cerita teman hari ni bukan le cerita lawak...cerita teman hari memang betoi2 pasai perempuan gila yg tak berapa nak betoi....hmm..bhg yg saudagar penipu tu idak la ye...rasanya bapak dia apek bukak kedai kopi kat karangan ni aje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begini ceritanya, sedang teman dok sibuk2 nengok patient hari rabu semalam...tetiba assistant saya call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazri: sori dr, ada sorang patient ni....dia dtg 4 hari lepas complain headache, saya bagi panadol dgn vitamin ja...lepastu dia kata lepas makan ubat yg saya bagi tu dia dapat allergic...tadi dia marah2 saya, dia kata nak jumpa dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (dalam hati: hmmmmpphh dah datang masalah aku hari ni) okay..suruh dia tunggu dpn bilik saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebetulan dlm bilik teman masa tu ada 2 org ibu mengandung n sorang makcik tua yg teman rasa demam denggi...so masa tu teman dok sibuk menulih surat referral utk hantar makcik tu ke hospital...lepas teman baru ja settle makcik tu tetiba dtg pompuan cina tu terus masuk bilik teman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pompuan tak berapa nak betoi (PTBNB): Lambat lagi kaaa????!!kalau lambat saya pegi cari doktor lain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (aku dah agak dah...mai nak bagi masalah kat aku ja ni) u tunggu sat..ada 2 org ibu mengandung lagi saya kena tengok ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: u org kasi ubat ini mcm saya boleh mati tau ka????!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: u duduk luar sekejap, habis 2 org ni saya panggil u masuk...(dah mula nak menggelegak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pompuan tu pun duduk la balik...tak lama kemudian dah abis 2 org ibu mengandung tu teman panggil dia balik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ya, apa masalah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: ini lah!u org kasi saya ini ubat!sekarang mulut saya sudah bengkak...byk sakit u tau ka??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: u sebelum ni pernah makan panadol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: pernah lah...bila sakit kepala...saya selalu dapat migraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: so..ini pun panadol la..packing saja lain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: tak tau la...tak pernah jadi ini mcm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: pernah tak u allergic bila makan seafood, atau ada x u kena gigit dgn serangga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: tak...semua pun tak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: okay, mulut u memang bengkak sikit..mungkin allergic...kita kasi u ubat cucuk utk turunkan bengkak...u rehat dkt katil sana 1 jam..nanti i review balik, kalau bengkak sudah turun i kasi u balik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: (mengangguk kepala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, nurse2 teman tolong settlekan dia sementara teman tengok patient2 lain....lepas nak dekat 1 jam tetiba nazri dtg bilik teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazri: dr, patient restless...dia dok nangih..dia kata sakit sgt kepala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ye ke...okay nanti saya gi tengok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampainya teman ni sana PTBNB dah naik meroyan...masa tu bapak dia dah ada kat sebelah dia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB:  ini apa ubat u kasi!!!!u mau bunuh saya ka!!!!!!!!sakit kepala!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: ubat i kasi u miss hanya utk turunkan bengkak (ubat selesema yg kita selalu ambik kat klinik tu...ubat yg mengantuk gila lepas makan tu...selain utk selesema ubat yg sama boleh digunakan utk merawat allergic symptoms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: aiyaaaaaa!!!banyak sakit la!!!!u org mau bunuh saya ka!!saya mau ubat tahan sakit la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: mungkin ini migraine yg u selalu dapat tu.i tak boleh cucuk ubat lain...i takut allergic tu dtg balik....kalau u mau jugak, kita kena hantar u ke hospital untuk observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: i tak mau pegi hospital!!!!!!!kamu org semua pun selalu tak kisah sama patient!!pegi hospital pun sama!!semua buat tak tau saja!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bapak patient: (marah anak dia dlm bahasa cina) sorry ah dr..dia memang selalu mau marah2 org mcm ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: huh.......(letih...tak larat nak bergaduh)..takpa la uncle...apa mau buat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: saya mau pegi private!!u tulis saya surat saya mau pegi Island hospital!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: sorry miss..policy kita, kita tak boleh tulis surat utk rujuk private hospital..kita hanya boleh tulis surat rujukan ke hospital kerajaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: (makin naik sawan) APA U PUNYA NAMA!!SAYA MAU SAMAN SAMA U!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (angkat bahu...tengok je muka dia...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: (sambil tengok pada staf2 yg lain) APA NAMA INI DOKTOR??SAYA MAU SAMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...masa ni teman terdengar salah sorang staf teman kata .."aiyoo miss, sudah lupa la.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTBNB: SEKARANG U MAU TULIS KA TAK MAU TULIS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (ting!!oven dah sampai 100'C) APA U INGAT SAYA U PUNYA KULI KA...??MAU PEGI PRIVATE PEGI LA!!APA U INGAT SAYA BODOH KA MAU BUNUH ORG??MAU SAMAN CARI NAMA SENDIRI LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa tu misi2 klinik semua berdiri belakang teman takut teman bertumbuk dgn pompuan tu...hehe....gila ke apa....ingat2 balik kelakar la jugak..katalah teman bertumbuk dgn dia, silap2 teman ambik jarum tu inject dia lagi sekali..hehe...oleh itu jgnlah mencari pasal bertumbuk dgn misi dekat klinik ye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, teman tetap tak bagi surat rujukan, cuma teman bagi dia kertas kosong and tulis nama ubat Piriton tu..mana la tau, doktor kat private tu nak tau ubat apa teman kasi kat dia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa dia balik dgn bapak dia tu, berkali2 bapak dia mintak maaf dkt saya n staf2 lain...hehe...kata bapaknya,"aiyaa...ini mcm punya anak, saya pun boleh jadi gila oo"...kesian uncle....mesti letih melayan karenah anaknya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hish...susah betoi kerja doktor ni...mcm2 jenis ragam kena settle...letih benor teman bila dah abih drama semalam...dah tu, teman tunggu je la panggilan dari boss..hehe..selalunya complaint2 mcm ni terus sampai kat dia.....tunggu punya tunggu..takdak pun...ntah le kalu2 esok panggilan telefonnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyaAllah teman tak risau, sbb teman tau teman dah buat kerja ikut protokol, ubat yg teman bagi tu standard di mana2, malahan teman dah advise utk rujukan ke hospital...patient saja yg refuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esok meeting kat klinik pulak...ntah apa la pulak nak jadi esok ni......huwaaa!!sorry la tapi sejak akhir2 ni entry2 teman penuh dgn serabut serabat....i guess this is life! full of its ups and downs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, cheerios!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-4643684969897594943?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/4643684969897594943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/04/perempuan-gila-anak-saudagar-penipu.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4643684969897594943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4643684969897594943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/04/perempuan-gila-anak-saudagar-penipu.html' title='perempuan gila anak saudagar penipu'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-410963287863450464</id><published>2009-03-30T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:49:09.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>serabut</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huuaaaaaaaarrrgghhh.....lamanya teman tak sampai ke sini.....bizi nye teramat...&lt;br /&gt;byk benda sgt dlm kepala teman ni ha....kursus sana..meeting sini...nak plan cuti lagi...kena bambu dgn boss pulak...har har....kena bambu?? alkisahnya khamis minggu lepas boss panggil semua pegawai perubatan/doktot di kulim ni berjumpa dgn dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa teman dapat surat jemputan tu pun teman dah tersenyum...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    tempat: pejabat kesihatan daerah kulim&lt;br /&gt;    masa: 12.45 - 2pm&lt;br /&gt; *makanan tengahari akan disediakan pada pukul 12.15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalu di penang/kl, waktu rehat panjang 12.15-2.45 tu hari jumaat kan....kami kat kedah ni sbb dah cuti hari jumaat so, waktu rehat panjang tu diberi pada hari khamis....yg teman tersenyum tu sbb nampak sgt boss tak nak bazirkan waktu bekerja buat meeting, dan utk dia taknak dgr alasan org tak boleh gi meeting sbb keluar makan, maka dia sediakan makan siap2....hehe..mantap tak mantap boss teman???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebetulan teman puasa hari tu...teman lepak je le kat dlm bilik mesyuarat waktu semua tgh makan sekali dgn boss...and as expected boss makan sekejap gile, dia yg habis dulu...terus masuk bilik mesyuarat..yg lain apa lagi, kelam kabut le menelan....tak sempat dah nak mengonyah nye..he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu bermula le mesyuarat....kan hari tu teman cerita boss pegi menyamar kat klinik2 jadi pesakit??maka masa mesyuarat tu dia bambu le habis habisan benda2 yg dia tak puas hati masa proses penyamaran dia tu....teman dgn kaki2 kecut tunggu je nama klinik teman naik....tapi tak naik2 pun sampai ke sudah..agaknya boss tak sampai lagi ke klinik teman kot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa dok kena tenyeh tu, teman tengok sekeliling, semua tercengang je nengok boss..member teman yg dok kat sebelah teman masa tu merah padam mukanya menahan marah...yelah, kejap2 klinik dia naik...kejap2 naik...sampai satu ketika, dia angkat tangan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dr. Ishak, saya nak bercakap sikit boleh??yelah, daripada awal tadi..asyik dr. ishak je yg bercakap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah....terkezut teman....ada potensi nak bertumbuk deme nih....iyaahh!!iyahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi boss cool je..."takpe, sabar dulu dr, nanti saya bagi peluang semua bercakap....sikit lagi dah nak habih dah saya punya laporan ni"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah...itu lah dia kelebihan ada boss lelaki...langsung tak intimidated by others...kalu teman jadi pengerusi tu mesti dah terketar2 tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maka bersambung la proses pembabu-an tersebut. dr ishak tiba2 tanya kami:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" saya dok tengok waktu lunch time klinik selalu tutup pintu kan?? hampa biaq ja org tua2 tu tunggu kat luaq??ni saya nak tanya skit, kalu mak bapak hampa dok tunggu kat luaq tengah panas tu hampa suka ka??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, cadangan boss...waktu lunch hour, atendan sorang mesti ada dlm klinik...masing2 mesti rehat bergilir2, bila patient datang waktu lunch hour biar patient tunggu dalam klinik, sementara atendan boleh terus cari kad supaya tak buang masa...pukul 2, boleh start klinik terus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah..memang mantap cadangan boss..teman rasa rata2 masyarakat mesti suka dgn sistem mcmni...ternyata boss baru teman ni tiada berniat lain, melainkan utk keselesaan patients semata2...bukan senang oo nak dapat boss mcm ni...sanggup turun padang..menyamar jadi patient....mmg teman salute la boss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi seperti biasa, bila nak buat pembaharuan mcm ni, banyak la mulut2 negative yg keluar....byk la pulak kutukan2 yg diberi oleh puak2 sistem lapuk ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu yg teman tengah serabut ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari khamis ni mesyuarat klinik...teman nak kena sampaikan amanat2 boss ni pada anak2 buah teman...tak tau lah mcmmana reaksi deme nanti....teman doakan semua okay le hendaknya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so orait...teman rasa lama lagi sebelum teman boleh menjengah kat sini lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sbbnya, minggu depan teman akan bercuti2 malaysia ke terengganu, kl, melaka...mcm2 kursus...huarrggghhh..penin...penin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios amigos.&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-5641505235109778145</id><published>2009-03-17T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:54:45.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boss Baru</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya..teman sudah punya boss baru...&lt;br /&gt;boss lama dr suziana dah dipindahkan ke kuala muda...&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni boss teman namanya dr ishak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam byk2 cerita daripada staf2 yg lain ternyata boss baru teman ni mengerikan...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dgr kata sekarang ni boss tengah ronda di semua klinik2 kat daerah kulim ni sambil menyamar jadi pesakit...yelah kebanyakan staf tak kenal dia lagi...so kalu menyamar dok kat depan kaunter tu dah tentu org ingat patient biasa je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru2 ni kat klinik kesihatan merbau pulas, lepas boss dah abih jadi spy dia check punch card sorang2...pastu baru lah staf perasan katanya dia ni boss besaq...pastu kena la semua yg tak pakai name tag..kasut formal bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...and then, boss pegi kat klinik kesihatan besar kulim...dia tunggu kat situ daripada pukul 1.45pm sampai 2.30pm, number pertama tak panggil2 lagi...apa lagi..mengamuk le die...habih staf2 semua kena taruk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a result, sekarang ni dkt pejabat kesihatan tu dah senyap sunyi, takdak sapa berani pasang radio ka, makan kuaci ka, gelak kuat2 ka...semua jadi cam anak dara sunti ja...yg nak beli makan pun dah tak berani pegi beli sebelum pukul 1...hehe..yg tak sempat breakfast tu tahan lapar aje le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman agak2 le..dalam minggu depan ni boss datang klinik teman kot..ntah le..nak teka pun susah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman pernah jumpa boss sekali tahun lepas, dekat alor setar, masa tu dr ishak boss daerah sik...teman ingat lagi meeting tu antara kementerian kesihatan dgn daerah2 regarding plkn....masa tu memang pihak kementerian kira tak buat homework la..so briefing yg deme bagi kat kami memang langsung tak memuaskan...tetiba, datang suara lantang dari belakang auditorium:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya nak komen sikit la...ni apa benda yg u all cerita ni, langsung tak masuk akai...dah nak bagi kerja kat kami, bagi la elok2...saya tak akan suruh staf saya buat kerja tak masuk akai macam ni...habis karan ja..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuang kuang...semua terdiam..kalih punya kalih, nampak la seorang lelaki kecik dan kurus ja tengah duduk sempoi punya kat belakang auditorium..tak gaduh pun nak berdiri ka..nak cari mikropon ka....janji message across cukup....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya...itulah boss saya sekarang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru2 ini ada perhimpunan pagi kat pejabat, kiranya mcm perhimpunan perkenalan la dgn dr ishak....seperti biasa mula dgn lagu negaraku n lagu budaya korporat.....dah abih nyanyi 2 lagu tu..tetiba, masing2 sibuk bukak kertas lirik dlm poket....teman terkejut la..aik...lagu apa plak ni...rupa2nya dr ishak request semua nyanyi salah satu lagu siti nurhaliza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har har har...so...kami semua pun nyanyi le lagi cindai....hehehehehhehehehehehehe....tersipu2 semuanya menyanyi...drebar2, pekebun2 pun ikut nyanyi sama...dr ishak muka serius ja nyanyi lagu siti....dalam hati mesti dok mengekek jugak tu....hehe....minggu depan lagu apa plak tak tau la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa dr ishak kasi ucapan semua khusyuk ja...spt biasa dia mengingatkan ttg disiplin, budaya kerja dll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antara line yg buatkan teman tergelak.."kalau saya kencing berdiri, jgn ikut saya....hampa buat kerja ikut peraturan"....ooo, mcmtu....tapi utk kami org pompuan ni..memang tak mampu nak ikut pun...hehe...berterabur karang...har har&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habih ja meeting, teman tak sempat jumpa boss..terpaksa bergegas ke pendang, kena bagi ceramah HIV pada budak2 sekolah....lepas dah bagi ceramah, baru teman tau yg boss akan datang untuk upacara penutup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berdebar gak hati teman nak jumpa org yg digeruni ni utk first time...&lt;br /&gt;tup tup bila boss sampai teman dijemput duduk sebelah dia...alamak..terpaksa kontrol ayu le plak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habih je upacara penutup, kami pun dijemput makan..teman tak sempat perkenalkan diri pun, tetiba boss tegur teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oi Sarah, u in charge klinik mana ha?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har har...dia kenal teman rupanya...terkejut benor le teman...lepastu bersembang kami semua semeja....teman spt biasa le..kalu dah mula bersembang ni susah ni berhenti...and my impression of my boss dah tone down sikit....tak la gerun sgt mcm dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyaAllah minggu depan boss nak jumpa kami semua...harap2 semua okay le..and semua mampu bekerja dlm suasana yg aman tenteram...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-5641505235109778145?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/5641505235109778145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/boss-baru.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5641505235109778145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5641505235109778145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/boss-baru.html' title='Boss Baru'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-7753322168418878469</id><published>2009-03-13T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T07:52:39.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alkisah sultan</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuh...lama betoi teman tak singgah sini....&lt;br /&gt;rindu pulak nak menaip kat blog kambing teman ni....&lt;br /&gt;hari tu teman janji nak cerita pasei sultan kan??&lt;br /&gt;orait...begini ceritanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya pada 5/3/09 sultan kedah pun berangkat le kat sedim utk merasmikan tree top walk tu....maka ramei le org yg datang...meriah benor le hari tu...&lt;br /&gt;jalan raya kat klinik teman yg berlobang2 tu tetiba elok le pulak bertampalnya...&lt;br /&gt;tar nya punya le tebal...lebih tinggi dari tepi jalan...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...adat le org melayu kita...bile org besor nak sampai baru le nak buat keje....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman mewakili pegawai kesihatan daerah...comel jugak le hari tu...pakai le lipstick sekali sekala...har har...siap berbaju batik...(arahan istana)...nasib baik le pegi kelantan baru nih teman bali batik...kalu idak berkain batik aje le jawabnya...(hehe....jangan kutuk aku tak tau ikat kain batik riena)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampainya teman di situ..ramai le jugak org yg dah dtg tapi masih ada tempat duduk lagi...so, teman pun maleh nak berdiri..terus duduk kat kerusi banquet tu...masa tu teman ushar le sekeliling...ramei le muka2 dato'2 yg turun padang sekali sekala....semua dikerumuni org...buat2 bersembang le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba lbh kurang 20 minit sultan nak sampai dtg sorang perempuan dari pihak organizer bagi pengumuman kat kami2 yg tengah duduk ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mintak2 maaf ye tuan2 puan2...masih byk yg tak dapat tempat duduk lagi...tu yg tengah berdiri tu semua dato'2 tu...saya dah mintak org2 bawak kerusi2 plastik...satlagi bila kerusi2 plastik tu sampai harap tuan2 puan2 semua boleh pindah ke kerusi2 tu ya...bagi kerusi2 banquet ni pada dato'2 tu...kesian depa dok berdiri...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?????!!ni yg speaking ni!!menyirap darah teman masa tu....!&lt;br /&gt;so what kalu dato'2 tak dapat tempat duduk lagi?siapa suruh datang lambat?&lt;br /&gt;kami yg datang ni pun semua ada invitation card...bukannya datang tak dijemput!&lt;br /&gt;ewahhh....teman pusing belakang tengok reaksi jemputan yg lain..&lt;br /&gt;semua muka masam buat tak tau je kat pompuan tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu bila kerusi2 plastik tu sampai, sorang pun tak bangun dari tempat duduk..&lt;br /&gt;semua buat dek je....so finally dato'2 tu pun terpaksa la duduk kat kerusi plastik tu...&lt;br /&gt;hua hua.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu selang beberapa minit sampai le tetamu2 kehormat.....&lt;br /&gt;deme datang sebijik2 kereta...&lt;br /&gt;mula2 dato bendahara...pastu dato laksamana...pastu mcm2 jenis dato lagi lah..&lt;br /&gt;last sekali baru sultan...jadiknya tiap2 kali sebijik kereta sampai semua kena berdiri...&lt;br /&gt;teman pun dok bangun duduk bangun duduk byk2 kali..last sekali maleh nak berdiri...&lt;br /&gt;teman duduk ja....alah bukan org nak nampak pun, teman dok kat belakang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu dengar org belakang teman kata "eh bangun lah...karang sultan murka"&lt;br /&gt;hehe...alamak...ada saksi la plak...karang masuk ISA free ja teman...&lt;br /&gt;so bangun la balik.....har har...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila sultan dah sampai, sekejap proses ucapan dan perasmiannya....&lt;br /&gt;Sultan cuma cakap sikit ja...pastu dapat mcm2 hadiah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menarik sgt hadiah org kampung kasi kat sultan...&lt;br /&gt;deme bagi seekor anak harimau yg deme jumpa dlm hutan, sepasang kijang kecik ja lebih kurang 40cm panjangnya...and sepasang burung kenari kuning....waaaaaaaaa...best nya dapat harimau.....mesti lagi cerdik daripada 'meri' yg kat umah ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sultan pun naik le ke tree top walk tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas turun apa lagi...time utk makan le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...masa ni memang best....sultan ni adatnya kalu berjalan ke mana2 mesti bawak tukang masaknya sendiri...tapi kali ni sultan request org kampung yang masak...so kami kat kesihatan ni kena la jadik food tester...kot2 la lepas makan sakit perut ka...apa ka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menu kat meja sultan memang mantap la..rupanya sultan ni suka makan makanan kampung....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gulai daging rusa dgn batang pisang&lt;br /&gt;- daging kijang bakar&lt;br /&gt;- umbut bayas (sejenis pokok hutan, lebih kurang mcm pokok kelapa)&lt;br /&gt;- landak (ntah le masak apa hari tu)&lt;br /&gt;- ayam hutan masak rendang pedas&lt;br /&gt;- gulai lemak ikan tengas (sejenis ikan sungai)&lt;br /&gt;- asam pedas keladi&lt;br /&gt;- pekasam&lt;br /&gt;- nasi yg dimasak dalam buluh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..memang teringin le nak rasa lepas dgr org bercerita hari tu..tapi sbb tak duduk semeja dgn sultan hehe so tak dapat le rasa landak tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman dapat le makan gulai rusa  n umbut bayas hari tu....tapi biasa le majlis keramaian ni mana boleh melahap macam kat kenduri belakang umah...hehe....sekadar kenyang aje le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu sultan pun balik....teman babai sultan..tapi sultan tak nampak kot...&lt;br /&gt;teman pun buat2 le babai org lain....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu lah aje cerita hari ini....&lt;br /&gt;esok cerita bab lain plak ye..&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-7753322168418878469?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/7753322168418878469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/alkisah-sultan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/7753322168418878469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/7753322168418878469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/alkisah-sultan.html' title='Alkisah sultan'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-5181929033443285791</id><published>2009-03-03T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:46:33.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pompuan intel yg kureng</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni tajuk entry teman adalah 'pompuan intel yg kureng'....&lt;br /&gt;huh...memang kureng....tengah geram lagi nih sebenarnya...&lt;br /&gt;ni yg syok menaip nih..bedebuk2 keyboard ni teman hentam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alkisahnya memang teman call intel ni dgn niat nak bergaduh...&lt;br /&gt;hehe..begini ceritanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dkt klinik kesihatan ni, teman le doktotnya..&lt;br /&gt;selain teman, ada byk misi2 (nurse le) and 2 org pembantu perubatan...&lt;br /&gt;pembantu2 perubatan ni kira mcm 'dresa' la kalu bahasa org kampung...&lt;br /&gt;(hehe..sebenonya perkataan 'dresa' ni dtg dari perkataan 'dresser' dlm bahasa omputih= org yg buat dressing utk luka2 kecik tu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan dresa2 ni memang bertauliah dan berkelayakan utk bagi 2 hari MC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masalahnya, bila pekerja2 kilang intel dtg klinik, semua kata kilang deme tak terima MC yg disain oleh dresa2 ni...as a result, patient kena dtg berulang kali n kena tunggu lama utk jumpa teman....haa..sbb tu le teman nak tepon bhg human resource kilang tu..nak clearify ttg polisi MC ni lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..teman call le kilang intel kat kulim ni ha..&lt;br /&gt;tunggu punya tunggu, teman suruh le operator tu sambungkan ke 'human resource'.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tut tut...tut tut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pompuan intel yg kureng (PIYK): Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: hello...is this human resource?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: Hah?? No....no....(dlm nada yg seolah2 kita menyusahkan dia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: Oh??can u please tell me the extension for human resource?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: Hah??i dont know (dlm nada yg mcm nak letak phone cepat2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: Excuse me?? (dlm keadaan terkejut...tak sangka pekerja intel ni kureng mcm ni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: I dont know....i dont know okay???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (terdiam...terus letak phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...masa tu dah mula cam rasa nak marah....tapi nak buat camna kan..dah org taknak tolong...so teman pun call balik operator intel suruh sambung balik dekat human resource...tup tup..terkena lagi kat PIYK tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (alamak, mcm suara pompuan kureng ni lagi) Erm...hello...human resource?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: Haiyooo....this is not human resource...this is lodging!!(ntah la tak tau le lodging ke wedging ke..ala2 bunyik mcm tu la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: Oh...im trying to get to human resource....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: this is not human resource!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (dah tahap mendidih ni!!bukan salah teman si operator tu yg salah sambung!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: okay...but WHY ARE YOU SO RUDE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: (terdiam sekejap) who's on the line??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: You dont have to know who I am...I'm just saying that you are very rude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: You oso rude what.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: (hah???aku pulak yg rude??!huarrghhh!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: No! I was just asking which department is this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: Yes! I answer oredi!!Lodging!!Lodging!! (atau pun Wedging!!Wedging!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman: If you dont have the manners to answer the phone, then dont! Im going to lodge a complaint about you...what's your name miss??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIYK: (terdiam.........pastu tetiba....) Okay bye...thank you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har har har....boleh ka camtu...pastu terus dia letak fon...memang kureng aa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman tergelak sorang2 nengok fon tu....tetiba dtg pulak setan kat kepala nih menghasut buat kerja nakal sikit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman tunggu 10 minit...pastu teman saja dial balik number PIYK tu....har har....tut tut tut....tak angkat pun!sampai ke sudah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman tunggu lagi 5 minit...pastu call balik...har har...tak angkat pun.....tak berani ke...agaknya dia ingat teman ni boss dia kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah buat dosa kering teman hari ni....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sekali tak dapat cakap pun human resource dept....esok aje la jawabnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik je umah...kesitau sumi san...agak2 sumi san kata apa...hehe.."esok u call dia lagi tau"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...like husband like wife...tengok le kalu rajin...&lt;br /&gt;by the way, esok sultan nak dtg sedim..&lt;br /&gt;nanti teman cerita alkisahnya ye...!&lt;br /&gt;macam macam ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-5181929033443285791?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/5181929033443285791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/pompuan-intel-yg-kureng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5181929033443285791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5181929033443285791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/pompuan-intel-yg-kureng.html' title='pompuan intel yg kureng'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-3117372740131740138</id><published>2009-03-02T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:21:01.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cincin kahwin</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cincin kahwin ku...sebentuk cincin emas putih bertakhtakan nilam biru yg menjadi impianku sejak kecil lagi...hehe...malangnya setelah berkahwin selama setahun lebih skit..cincinku menjadi amat ketat sampai tak boleh bukak...har har har!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sangka pulak teman ni mempunyai sindrom pelik..bila jadi gemok, lemak semua pergi kat jari...masa mula2 perasan kata cincin kahwin dah ketat..teman mula terpikir...aik, ni baru setahun kahwin ni...nanti lepas 20 kahwin macammana pulak agaknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu teman dok tengok org2 mati kat sepital..teman terpikir gak..ish, karang aku mati, kalu tak boleh bukak cincin mcmana nak kebumi...takkan kena playar jari aku plak....huwaaaaaaa!horrornya.....jadik masa tu lah teman berazam utk menurun saiz kembali ke zaman bujang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and semalam masa tengah tengok tv, saja dok main2 cincin kahwin tu dekat jari..tetiba..tupp!terbuka!!!har har har!!!Alhamdulillah...sukanya teman masa tu...tersenyum ja depan tv..nampaknya dah berjaya kuruskan jari jemari teman ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam tu bila nak tido, teman tanya sumi san,"u nak tengok magic tak?"hehe...pastu sumi san pun dgn penuh minat kata"nak!" (hmm...tak tau lah magic apa yg dia pikir masa tu har har)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu teman pun buat la magic dgn membuka cincin dari jari manis teman...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumi san terus buat muka bosan..."tu je magicnya??"...hehehe....okay la tu...lain kali i belajar magic lain plak ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, pagi tadi teman dtg keje ada kad jemputan kuning kat meja teman...kad jemputan dari pihak sultan kedah. InsyaAllah khamis ni sultan kedah nak dtg sedim utk merasmikan tree top walk yg dah 5 tahun terpacak kat situ (ntah le teman pun tak paham kenapa baru nak rasmi sedangkan pokok2 pun dah nak reput)....so, teman sbg doktot dekat sini kena le pegi menyambutnya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huwaaaa..habis kalu kena bercakap dgn sultan mcmmana nak bahasakan diri teman??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman taknak le guna perkataan patik tu....cakap omputih dgn sultan boleh ke ha...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau pun cakap bahasa arab...'ana'...'anta'......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaa....mcmmana ni...tak nak pegi boleh dak......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-3117372740131740138?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/3117372740131740138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/cincin-kahwin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3117372740131740138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/3117372740131740138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/cincin-kahwin.html' title='cincin kahwin'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-6842356165197198452</id><published>2009-03-01T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:58:53.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allahu Akbar!</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni bukak je paper rasa nak mengamuk..sebenarnya selalu jadi mcm ni,tu yg kekadang malas nak baca paper/ tengok berita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan hari ni yg menyebabkan teman sakit sgt hati adalah isu newspaper kristian 'The Herald' yang telah dibenarkan utk menggunakan nama Allah sbg ganti kata Tuhan dlm paper mereka tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoi...........!!sakitnya hati!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk akal ka..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini lah dia propaganda org2 kristian zaman skrg...bersungguh2 mereka naik turun mahkamah selama setahun supaya kerajaan meluluskan penggunaan nama Allah dalam paper mereka....apparently, dekat Indonesia dan sebahagian negara2 lain sudah lama menggunakan nama Allah dlm bible2 mereka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASALAHNYA....tidakkah mereka tahu yg "sesungguhnya agama di sisi Allah adalah Islam.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang deme nak guna nama Allah tapi tak nak ikut ajaran Islam buat apa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah tentu perkara ini akan mengelirukan org ramai terutamanya anak2 kecil kita yg mungkin akan berfikir....'ikut agama mana pun boleh la...Tuhan sama saja..'...nauzubillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang teman marah sgt ni sbb mcmmana kerajaan boleh luluskan perkara ni??&lt;br /&gt;- sedangkan kaum majoriti di negara kita (60%) adalah Melayu-Islam&lt;br /&gt;- sedangkan kita declare diri kita sebagai negara Islam&lt;br /&gt;- sedangkan ketua perlembagaan kita,YDP Agong pun Islam&lt;br /&gt;- sedangkan perdana menteri kita pun org Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takkan benda kecik macam ni pun tak boleh nak handle kot?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really feel helpless when something which is so clearly wrong happening in front of me...and i cant do a single thing to change it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah...bantu lah hamba2Mu ya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;berikanlah kami kekuatan dan ketabahan hati dalam menjaga agamaMu ya Allah....&lt;br /&gt;Amin...amin..ya Rabbal- A'lamin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-6842356165197198452?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/6842356165197198452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/03/allahu-akbar.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiap2 kali teman nengok klip singa kapir ni mesti bergenang skit air mata teman...&lt;br /&gt;coz it's so beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;org pertama yg tunjuk klip ni kat teman adalah pencinta binatang yg x lain x bukan mr sumi san le...first time tengok klip ni teman terdiam...tak nangis lagi masa tu..tak tau la mcmmana nak cerita perasaan masa tengok singa tu for the first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu bila teman duduk kat umah sorang2 takde keje nak buat..baru teman tengok klip tu berulang2..dan seperti biasa, air mata ni murah sangat le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman tak sangka binatang boleh jadi penyayang sebegitu rupa...manusia yg ada akal pikiran ni pulak yg bengong dok membunuh sesama sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those yg tak pernah tengok klip ni..teman ada downloadkan klip tu dekat page teman ni..kalu nak cerita n video yg lebih panjang..gi tengok kat youtube ye....search for christian the lion...siap boleh tengok interview terbaru dgn 2 org laki yg jaga singa tu...dah beruban pun rambut deme....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalu nak feel lebih skit, pilih yg latar belakang lagu whitney houston- i will always love u...pastu pakai headphone sorang2..pergghhh...lagi hebat penangannya...har har&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orait teman chow dulu...wasallam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:tu dia la takdak org melayu nak bela singa, kalu idak mesti singa tu dah jadi "islam the lion"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-5879326821083056387?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/5879326821083056387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/singa-kapir.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5879326821083056387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/5879326821083056387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/singa-kapir.html' title='singa kapir'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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kita tau hanya nak komplen dan take things for granted ja...&lt;br /&gt;lepastu bila Tuhan tarik balik nikmat tu....&lt;br /&gt;baru terduduk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman terpikir...kadang2 rasa mcm hidup ni monotonous...&lt;br /&gt;takdak adventure sgt..&lt;br /&gt;balik keje, smbahyang asar, lepak jap, buat air teh...tunggu sumi san balik..&lt;br /&gt;bila dia balik, sembang skit...jalan2 kat depan umah..&lt;br /&gt;pastu smbahyg maghrib..&lt;br /&gt;then kalu rajin masak dinner, kalu tak rajin (yg selalunya) gi keluar makan..&lt;br /&gt;balik makan, smbhyg isya', tengok tv..sembang skit sambil garu2 belakang sumi san (garu tau bukan picit..kdg2 sumisan suka teman tulih-tulih kat belakang dia..hehe..ini routine....tak tau lah mana nikmatnya)...pastu tido....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nampak mcm kehidupan normal yg agak membosankan kan?&lt;br /&gt;kekadang tu tertanya...sampai bila2 pun mcm ni ka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kadang2 kita tak sedar...inilah dia nikmat kehidupan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcmmana kalu satu hari teman ditransfer ke pahang dlm masa 24 jam...&lt;br /&gt;dah kena duduk asing2...seminggu sekali kot baru boleh jumpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcmmana kalu satu hari teman patah kaki...&lt;br /&gt;dah tak boleh jalan2 kat depan umah..solat sama2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcmmana kalu satu hari duit ringgit hilang nilai...&lt;br /&gt;dah kena guna rupiah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcmmana kalu satu hari.....hmm...mcm2 lah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..pendek kata....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peringatan untuk teman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sarah...pagi2 masa nak pi kerja, toksah dok dengaq lagu lagha org putih...gelap hati...dengaq la stesen IKIM..kalu tak tau stesen mana (sbb terjumpa pun secara eksiden..hehe..), satlagi telepon la sumira.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-1972460661125690849?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-4028078107336356220</id><published>2009-02-21T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:09:30.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'patik'</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum wbt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mlm lepas teman balik umah mak ayah di kepala batas...mak beli gulai ayam kat kedai nasi kandar 'tajudin hussein' kat penang..(kedai mamak yg ayah n salleh gi naik motor berdua-duaan..hehe)...fuhh..memang bertambah le makan nasi malam tu walaupun niat di hati nak diet skit...tak jadik lah...esok saja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa makan biasaklah..bersembang bkn main rabung lagi..paling best kalu bersembang dgn mak ayah ni pasal politik...sbbnya kan mak ayah ni org lama..jadi opinion and experience mereka tu lain skit daripada muda mudi skrg ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm2 la sembang mlmtu, mula2 pasal karpal singh, masuk skit pasal nizar, pastu pasal lim guan eng, then bab elizabeth wong dan boypren melayunya yg hensem...pastu pasal adat pepatih...dan akhir sekali pasal sultan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayah kata org melayu zaman dulu ni terlalu mengagungkan sultan dan raja...sehingga 'menghambakan' diri pada raja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu ayah bagi contoh,"kamu tau apa maksud 'patik'?? (apparently, 'patik' ni berasal dari bahasa sanskrit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman pun menggelengkan kepala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maka ayah pun menjawab...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astaghfirullah!hah!!ya ka ayah????????mcm tu sekali org melayu nih??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan jawapannya ialah..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..teman takut nak nulih..nanti kena masuk ISA...har har har.........&lt;br /&gt;nanti teman kena makan semeja dgn raja petra kamarudin lak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuang kuang kuang......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasallam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-4028078107336356220?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/4028078107336356220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/patik.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4028078107336356220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4028078107336356220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/patik.html' title='&apos;patik&apos;'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-4695721245442442674</id><published>2009-02-19T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:12:25.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sumpahan asam pedas</title><content type='html'>bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuang kuang...apakah maksud title tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huarrghh...sebenarnya teman ni tgh geram tak abih sbb buat asam pedas tak jadi jadi..&lt;br /&gt;tensen betoi...dah la yg tu lauk favourite...resepi simple plak tu...tapi tak pernah nya nak jadi sedap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berkali2 teman check dgn mak resepi asam pedas...tak puas hati call pulak opah melaka, dgn pah kl....pun bagi resepi yg sama...abih tu...apasal tak sedaaaaaaaaaap...........huhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resepi ni lah yg semua org dok ulang kat teman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blend benda2 ni dulu:&lt;br /&gt;- cabai kering direbus&lt;br /&gt;- cabai masak&lt;br /&gt;- belacan&lt;br /&gt;- bawang merah&lt;br /&gt;- bawang putih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masukkan air dlm periuk, pastu masukkan benda2 blend tu...&lt;br /&gt;then masukkan bunga kantan, daun cenuhum, serai and asam keping...last sekali masukkan ikan and kacang bendi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selalunya, sumi san mesti akan kata..."hmm...sedapnya bau..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bila makan, muka berkerut2...pastu tak kata apa2....huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 malam lepas, try masak sekali...kali ni kurang kan serai, tapi kuah asam pedas jadi mcm pahit pulak...huuuuuuuuuuu..buruk buruk.....tu yang kadang2 rasa mcm teman dah kena sumpahan asam pedas sbb masak tak pernahnya jadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu lagi masakan yg teman tak pernah pass adalah...jeng jeng jeng...cucur bawang....huwaaa!!!!ni satu lagi...bila buat cucur tu, either cucur tu 'makan minyak' ataupun keras, ataupun dalam dia tak masak ataupun bawang tu semuanya hangit...huargggh!! menitik2 air mata teman bila cucur tak jadi...sbb sumi san suka...ada sekali tu teman dah goreng, bila tak jadi...teman malu nak bagi sumi san makan...jadiknya teman makan la habih semuanya...hehe...mana la tak gemok....makanan sedap ke tak sedap ke semuanya teman balon....bukan apa...nanti membazir lak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trauma jadi tukang masak tak jadik ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu le sbbnya sampai sekarang teman tak pernah cuba buat cekodok..takut kena sumpahan cekodok pulak....he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tukang2 masak sekalian...ada apa2 tips???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-4695721245442442674?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/4695721245442442674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/sumpahan-asam-pedas.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4695721245442442674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/4695721245442442674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/sumpahan-asam-pedas.html' title='sumpahan asam pedas'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-764210891728225655</id><published>2009-02-16T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:37:35.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku sudah kembali bah..</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lamanya teman tak menjengah kat sini...&lt;br /&gt;teman baru balik dari honeymoon ke brapa pun tak tau la....&lt;br /&gt;hehe...sebenarnya, hjg minggu lepas teman n sumi pegi ke sabah sarawak...&lt;br /&gt;untuk interview pelajar2 sekolah utk program yayasan tun razak tahun ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman masa lepas form 5 dulu pun join program tu jugak...ingat lagi masa kena interview tu..&lt;br /&gt;teman gi ngan asri (headboy Irshad 1998)...gi naik feri ke penang...hehe...tak sembang pun...asri muka serius ja...jalan sebatu punya jauh...senang cerita, kalu org lain tengok mesti ingat kami ni tak kenal each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu le first time teman kena interview..masuk je dlm bilik mesyuarat tu, tengok2 ada 4 org interviewer....macam2 deme tanya pasal tun razak n general knowledge....pastu, agaknya deme nampak teman dari sekolah agama, deme tanya pasal kes2 murtad yg memang hot masa tu...&lt;br /&gt;deme tanya puncanya..teman pun goreng le, masalah sosial le...keruntuhan akhlak la, kurang perhatian keluarga la...then teman sebut pasal perlembagaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman cakap org2 yg murtad ni dipelihara dlm perlembagaan sbb dlm perlembagaan termaktub yg rakyat Malaysia ni bebas beragama.  Jadiknya, terus org tu tanya teman..."kalau la satu hari nanti, awak dilantik mejadi pegawai tinggi yg ada hak utk menukar perlembagaan negara...adakah awak akan menukar fasal tersebut?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;termangu kejap teman...takut gak kalu benda ni dirakam...karang kena masuk ISA lak...tapi oleh kerana didikan cekgu2 sekolah irshad, maka semangat perjuangan masih meluap2 di dada teman..so teman cakap, "Ya, isyaAllah saya akan tukar.Sebab ini Hukum Allah. Kita tak boleh main-main."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Org yang tanya tu tersenyum...pastu teman pun balik rumah ditemani asri yg jalan jauh sebatu tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duduk 2-3 bulan lepas tu teman dapat surat tawaran ke program tu..dah abih program teman join alumni nya..alumni ni selain daripada rajin buat program kepimpinan, motivasi and charity, ia juga adalah tempat mencari jodoh...hehehehhehe....sbbnya di situlah teman berjumpa dgn laki teman skrg ni..sumi san pun peserta prog gak..tapi pada zaman dahulukala la...hehe...tahun 1994...lain kalilah cerita pasal detik perkenalan dgn suami teman ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...skrg ni teman n sumi san dah jadi part of interviewing board utk prog ni...last year kami cuma cover utara malaysia saja...tapi tahun ni ada rezeki pulak untuk interview budak2 di sabah sarawak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg best dgn yayasan ni sbb semua expenses ditanggung...kira pegi honeymoon free le ke sana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg sedih tahun ni, pelajar2 melayu n bumiputera tak begitu menyerlah..jenuh teman provoke...boleh bercakap tapi tak bernas....mmg nampak ketara bila pelajar2 chinese mampu berdebat tentang politik, dasar ekonomi baru, isu gaza....pelajar melayu hanya boleh kata 'karpal singh tak patut saman sultan'...bila ditanya sbb apa..?...sbb sultan berdaulat katanya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....something to think about....we have to do something fast to brighten up our young generations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang proses interview tu, teman perasan byk benda yg menawan n memeluatkan hati kami sbg interviewer.so...im going to share these tips...hopefully it's gonna help with ur future interviews insyaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- masa masuk ke bilik interview, make sure bagi salam, jalan dgn confident, senyum pada interviewer and dont forget to make eye contact. masa tu lagi dah boleh make impression sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- masa interviewer kenalkan diri, senyum dan angguk..ini memberikan tanda yg kita memberikan perhatian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- ini bagi saya lah..tak tau bagi yg lain.saya tak berapa suka kalu org yg saya nak interview tu dtg ke meja saya utk bersalaman sebelum interview.rasa mcm nak bodek pulak...saya lebih suka kalu bersalaman selepas interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- duduk dgn selesa tapi tegak. jgn duduk mcm org mengantuk...jangan duduk di tepi kerusi (membri gambaran mcm nak terkencing)...jgn peluk tubuh...dan JGN SESEKALI SILANG KAKI.....mmg nampak mcm ter'kureng' sikit kalu buat mcmtu...ni semua body language...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-ini saya dapat drp budak sabah baru2 ni...selepas soalan pertama diajukan kpd dia, adik tu senyum dan berkata,"before i answer your question sir, i would like to welcome all of u to sabah, the land below the wind..."and kami semua pun senyum sambil kata 'thank u'...a nice gesture....tapi kena cakap dgn ikhlas la... kalu tak nanti nampak mcm poyo lak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- bila menjawab soalan, jawab dgn terang dan jujur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- bila menjawab soalan, jgn akhiri jawapan dgn soalan.contohnya, "As we all know, Tun Razak was the 2nd Prime Minister right?"...very annoying and makes us wanna say, I dont know..u tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- dont ever ever criticize the interviewer. because they are not asking anything from u..it's the other way round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- bila dah abis, senyum, say thank u...and salam dgn interviewer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all!!&lt;br /&gt;and good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: teman ada beli kek lapis sarawak, kuih tabaloi n kuih cincin...jemput le dtg ke rumah kalu nak rasa...and suami teman plak dah jadi tauke gambir sarawak..hehe...zaki, salleh and dee...amacam...nak test??heheheehhehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya..kalu tak silap hari ni birthday ilyia...hepi birthday biro dobi! moga dimurahkan rezeki dgn baju2, cadar2 serta langsir2 utk dihantar di kedai Qaisara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-764210891728225655?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/764210891728225655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/aku-sudah-kembali-bah.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/764210891728225655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/764210891728225655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/aku-sudah-kembali-bah.html' title='aku sudah kembali bah..'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-1965579332273997447</id><published>2009-02-10T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:56:09.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie review 3</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;orait 3rd and last episode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ranking of movies yg berunsurkan dahsyat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-meet joe black&lt;br /&gt;2- p.s i love u&lt;br /&gt;3- ayat- ayat cinta&lt;br /&gt;4- pursuit of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filem: ayat- ayat cinta&lt;br /&gt;Pelakon: ntah le namanya...semuanya indon mari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huwarggghhh...cerita ini membuatkan teman tak senang tidur...&lt;br /&gt;termangu2 nengok muka laki teman lepas tengok movie tu...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin ramai yg dah baca bukunya, tapi teman x pernah jumpa pun buku tu kat kedai..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's about this guy yg warak dan saaaaaaaaaaaaangat digilai oleh ramai wanita...&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ni tak takut utk menyatakan kebenaran Islam and that is the best part of the movie...&lt;br /&gt;dia akhirnya berkahwin dgn sorang perempuan berhijab yg lawa gile..they were happy for a while tapi tetiba kena fitnah dgn perempuan lain sampai kena masuk penjara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that dlm babak dlm penjara tu was one of the strongest where cellmate dia tu mcm org gila pada mulanya...but turned out to be a very wise man. Org gila tapi x gila tu marahkan laki tu bila dia jadi bebal dan seolah2 nak menyalahkan Tuhan disebabkan takdirnya. He used Nabi Yusuf as a very good example of patience and keredhaan pada takdir Illahi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita punya cerita, tup2 laki tu kena kawin sorang lagi utk melepaskan diri dari penjara..&lt;br /&gt;Huwaa....daripada babak ni lah sampai ke sudah yg teman tak duduk tenteram...&lt;br /&gt;teman dapat bayangkan mcmmana la perasaan bini 1st tu..dah la duduk serumah, dengar laki dia mengucapkan cinta pada bini kedua, malah ternampak laki dia bermesra dgn bini number 2...huh...kejam kejam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah sebabnya Nabi Ibrahim membawa Siti Hajar dan Nabi Ismail berpindah dari rumah Siti Sarah di Palestin pergi ke tanah Mekah. Macammana nak duduk sekali oo...hati perempuan ni siapa yg tau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa kecik2 dulu selalu dgr mak bersembang ngan ayah tentang member dia yg dimadukan oleh suami mereka...Teman terpikir masa tu...sesungguhnya, ia ujian yg berat..sebab ujian tu tak habis sampai la mati nanti....wow....hehe...kepala teman ni mereng skit...kadang2 terpikir gak, kalu le ada janda atau balu seagama yg miskin, anaknya ramai..yg teman dah kenal lama and teman memang tau perempuan ni mmg baik...adakah teman akan membenarkan perempuan tu berkahwin dgn suami teman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...yg teman tau, seandainya seorang perempuan itu membenarkan suaminya berkahwin lain semata2 kerana Allah dan ingin membantu org lain, sudah tentu imannya cekal dan akan diberi ganjaran yg hebat di akhirat kelak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...amacam??ada berani....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(teman teringat kata2 member teman, si zaki tu...bukan setakat payung emas lagi dah..dah sampai tahap kanopi tu..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filem: Pursuit of Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Actors: Will Smith and his son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story, menceritakan ttg sorang laki yg miskin tapi berdaya cekal utk menjadi lebih baik and utk jaga anak dia sorang tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm cerita ibu mertuaku, cerita ni pun memaparkan anak beranak ni berpindah randah dari rumah sendiri ke motel dan ke rumah kebajikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part bout rumah kebajikan attracted me...Apparently dkt U.S, ada rumah2 kebajikan disediakan utk pengemis2 jalanan yg homeless...tapi rumah2 tu hanya utk tidur malam saja..bila waktu pagi semua kena keluar....hmm...something to think about kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here comes the most heart wrencing part.sebelum will smith tu tau ttg kewujudan rumah kebajikan tu,dia tak tau nak gi mana..pening punya pening, dia bawak je anak dia masuk dlm toilet dkt salah satu lrt station and kunci pintu...waaaaaaaaaaaa....sedihnya masa tu, anak dia tido nyenyak je atas riba dia...pastu bila ada org cuba nak masuk toilet sambil mengetuk dan menggegarkan pintu toilet tu, will smith dgn air mata yg mengalir menutup telinga anak dia sambil menahan pintu......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, it was depressing, but as the title indicates..the ending is happiness...&lt;br /&gt;even though it was the shortest scene in the movie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay....finish oredi my movie reviews..&lt;br /&gt;dijemput utk menontonnya kalu ada masa...&lt;br /&gt;but bring a box of tissue ya...and dont call me for MC if u cant go to work the next day!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..ciao babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-1965579332273997447?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/1965579332273997447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-review-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/1965579332273997447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/1965579332273997447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-review-3.html' title='movie review 3'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-7665779646851150403</id><published>2009-02-01T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:44:40.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie review 2</title><content type='html'>orait....2nd episode of movie review...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- meet joe black (already elaborated in the last episode)&lt;br /&gt;2- p.s. i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actor: gerard butler&lt;br /&gt;actree: hillary swank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie is a killer....huh...teman nangis thru out the whole movie...hehe....and sampai esok harinya pun teman masih menangis lagi bila terkenangkan movie tu....huwa huwa huwa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about this young couple yg baru kahwin, and biasalah byk adjustment problems bile baru2kahwin ni even though they love each other very much...tetiba husband perempuan tu mati plak..kena brain cancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi memandangkan husband dia dah tau yg dia akan mati, husband dia dah tulis banyak surat utk wife dia..yg mana surat2 tu akan sampai pada wife dia selepas dia mati nanti...basically surat2 tu adalah untuk membantu wife dia to cope with his death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..the letters are so so sweet..he even ordered a birthday cake for her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, his wife managed to become an independant woman who has her own successful career..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..after this movie, teman nangis sampai bengkak mata and all the while was hugging my hubby on my lap (who slept off after 5 minutes of watching the movie)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie really teaches u to be grateful and appreciate the ppl and things around u..coz u'll never know when Allah is gonna take them back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, perk up babe! cherish ur life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-7665779646851150403?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/7665779646851150403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-review-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/7665779646851150403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/7665779646851150403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-review-2.html' title='movie review 2'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-2573876267730224858</id><published>2009-01-30T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:07:41.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie review</title><content type='html'>i am a movie freak. so is my hubby...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikut adalah senarai nama2 movie yg memberi 'effect' yg sgt hebat pada teman, yg mana telah berjaya meragut berkilo-kilo beratnya air mata teman...i wouldnt say that these movies are very entertaining to watch...beacuse they make u cry all day long...sometimes even the next day...hehehe...at least for me...but all the movies that im gonna reveal have some important msgs for the viewers..and realising them makes u cry even harder :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...1st on the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- meet joe black&lt;br /&gt;actor: brad pitt, anthony hopkins&lt;br /&gt;actress: not so sure...but she's the very pretty brunette who's the girlfriend of mac in csi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right-o, movie ni kalu teman tengok 10x pun tak jemu...sebenarnya dah nak dekat 10x pun tengok...cerita lama sebenarnya...tapi biasalah astro kan suka ulang2 movie..so, this movie is about a father who is about to die and he knows it...sbbnya konon2nya malaikat maut(yg dimainkan oleh brad pitt) datang bagitau dia yg dia ni dah nak mati...tapi sebelum dia mati, malaikat maut nak tinggal sekejap dgn org tua ni sbb dia nak rasa mcmmana jadi manusia, hidup dlm dunia etc. &lt;br /&gt;so..org tua ni terpaksa la ikut syarat si brad pitt ni.org tua ni sebelum tau ttg ajalnya yg bakal tiba, mmg sibuk dgn pejabat..tapi bila dah tau nak mati, tiap2 malam makan dgn anak2 dia...the love between father and daughter dlm movie ni yg buat teman menangis berderu2 tu...it was so very touching and more meaningful daripada cerita2 cinta girlfren dgn boypren....&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of the movie, org tua ni pun dah nak mati...dia cium anak2 dia and he said.."no regrets"...and he smiled...anak perempuan dia mcm tau bapak dia dah nak mati...so dia pun nangis..but thinking about the last few days dgn bapak dia...she also agreed that there were no regrets...&lt;br /&gt;when it was time to go, brad pitt pusing belakang utk memerhatikan gelagat manusia dan rentak dunia...it was then when org tua tu kata,"hard to let go isnt it?that's life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's true..tapi kita sebagai org muslim hendaklah:&lt;br /&gt;- jgn terlalu taksub dgn dunia...org yg tinggi darjatnya akan sentiasa merindui akhirat...&lt;br /&gt;(Sesungguhnya hidup ini hanyalah permainan dan senda gurau, surah Muhammad ayat 36)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jgn ingat kita ni ada peluang nak jadi mcm org tua tu yg tau bila dia nak mati dan sempat memperbetulkan kesilapan dia...ajal maut hanyalah di tangan Allah dan Dia jualah yg menentukannya...kita sebagai hambaNya hendaklah sentiasa mempersiapkan diri kita untuk menemuiNya...( Seseorang yang bijak adalah seseorang yg sentiasa mengingati hari ajalnya, hadis Nabi SAW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- love and appreciate people around u...never take them for granted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it is!&lt;br /&gt;i love u sumisan my hubby!&lt;br /&gt;i love u mameeta!!&lt;br /&gt;i love u ayah!&lt;br /&gt;i love u tiqah and baby!&lt;br /&gt;i love u raqib gemok!&lt;br /&gt;i love u hakim!&lt;br /&gt;i love u royd, riena, ilyia, wanie, mama, miera, pizah and ann!&lt;br /&gt;i love u mama dheeps, veena, sue and rups!&lt;br /&gt;i love u all my dear friends and family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-509909806456720597</id><published>2009-01-28T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:42:23.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D.I.E.T</title><content type='html'>perkataan yg menyusahkan...&lt;br /&gt;menyakitkan...serta memerlukan pengorbanan yang tinggi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dulu masa teman kecik2 kurus panjang je...&lt;br /&gt;masa mula2 keje pun masih slim..&lt;br /&gt;pastu masa kahwin lagi slim...&lt;br /&gt;tapi lepas kawin mula lah mengembang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila tengok muka kat cermin tak perasan sgt muka dah bulat....(sbb dok tengok tiap2 hari)&lt;br /&gt;tapi bila tengok gambar2 photo....hehe...masa tu lah rasa muka dah jadi lebar mcm pinggan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa org kawin selalu bertukar size hah??&lt;br /&gt;hmm..hari tu teman pikir2 dan teman rasa these are some of the factors (at least for me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kan semua maklum isteri digalakkan berwangi-wangian bila menyambut suami pulang?so selalunya teman sampai rumah lepas keje pukul 5.30.suami teman selalu balik kul 6.00.so teman ada setengah jam je utk menyiap diri....jadiknya...tak sempat le nak exercise....kuang kuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bila dengar cerita2 kawan2 teman yg keguguran takut gak nak aktif sgt...so akhirnya teman tak exercise langsung...ha ha...boleh ka macamtu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-komuniti perempuan ni tak berapa aktif bersukan...jadi takdak daya penggerak..mcm org laki memang suka main sukan...suami teman tu main futsal la, badminton la, kayuh basikal  la...mcm2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har har...biasa la...sendiri punya salah blame org lain pulak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa kawin hari tu rasanya berat cuma dlm 48kg...&lt;br /&gt;lepas setahun kawin jadi 56kg...&lt;br /&gt;banyak sebenarnya tu...sbb cincin kawin pun dah ketat...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;so i guess....IT'S TIME TO MOVE IT BABEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since bulan puasa hari tu..these are the losing weight tips that i've been trying to practice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Zero rice diet...memandangkan nasi mempunyai karbohidrat yg amat tinggi so sumi san and i have decided to reduce our rice intake....i try not to take rice at all during the day (unless ada kenduri....yg ni paling susah oooo)and at nite i'll just make salad or sandwiches...lotss lotsss of vege...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Exercise....okay, this is the tough part....i guess i just have to stand up and do it...we bought this indoor cycle for me to cycle at home sbb teman malas nak pakai tudung etc. hehe...kadang2 sampai berhabuk basikal tu tak berguna..that's when i start feeling guilty and start exercising!hmm...in the beginning mmg plan nak exercise waktu pagi sebelum keje...tapi kdg2 busy nak buat breakfast la apa lah...so i figured baik buat ptg daripada tak buat langsung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Berhenti makan sebelum kenyang...ini sunnah nabi SAW.banyak hikmahnya...pernah try tak?kalu pernah try..perasan tak memang mula2 kita rasa tak puas makan, tapi sebenarnya kalu kita tunggu dalam 10-15 minit kita mula akan rasa kenyang...that's becauce our brain baru dapat signal that we are full...and kalu kita makan sampai kenyang...after 10 minutes kita akan rasa terlebih kenyang, sengkak mcm nak muntah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Puasa.the best diet practice.pahala pun dapat insyaAllah...so i've been trying to puasa at least isnin and khamis...and kalu bulan puasa JGN PERGI PASAR RAMADHAN if u're trying to diet...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i guess that's bout it....so daripada 56 kg...im now down to 52kg!!!!&lt;br /&gt;very happy Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i must work harder to achieve my target weight!&lt;br /&gt;is 48kg possible??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaiyok sarah! chaiyok!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1118354797507134361-509909806456720597?l=sarahsofian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/feeds/509909806456720597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/01/diet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/509909806456720597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1118354797507134361/posts/default/509909806456720597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2009/01/diet.html' title='D.I.E.T'/><author><name>sarah sofian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRl0AHqHiQ4/TOvLaPm6e0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tbC2rn8CKFw/S220/kedaibuku%2B002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-727157923311693460</id><published>2009-01-23T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:32:50.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to uncle karuna</title><content type='html'>uncle karuna..??&lt;br /&gt;siapa itu uncle karuna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was a driver in my clinic...klinik kesihatan karangan...&lt;br /&gt;uncle ni la yg dok pi balik, pi balik sepital hantar pesakit yg kami x boleh manage di tahap klinik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dulu masa teman baru sampei di karangan, pernah tanya uncle..&lt;br /&gt;"syok tak uncle...bawak ambulan...boleh buat bising 'ne-no ne-no' ataih jalan....pastu semua org beri laluan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle sengih ja...dia kata..."seronok jugak dr...rasa mcm YB pun ada..tapi bawak kereta buruk aja la..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalu sapa yg pernah sampai karangan/mahang kat kulim nih, mesti org kata...."eee..takutnya...sunyinya jalan...lalu estet kelapa sawit plak tu...berani hang drive sorang2 ya...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maka, kerana itu lah uncle berulang kali berpesan kpd saya...."Dr, walau apa pun yg t'jadi masa dok bawak kereta,jgn berhenti ....org accident tahan pun jgn berhenti...kalu polis tahan tapi tak letak signboard pun jgn berhenti...." dan teman pun ikut la cakap uncle tu....sbbnya kat jln2 estate ni byk sindiket2 penipuan yg suka merompak kereta lalu lalang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiap2 hari isnin uncle akan drive teman ke mahang (teman kena mengganti kat situ, tak cukup doktor)..satu tempat yg amat jauh di ceruk kulim...org kata dulu tempat komunis...hehe...jgn marah org mahang....perjalanan dari karangan ke mahang lebih kurang 20 minit...so every week mesti teman akan sembang mcm2 topik dgn uncle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle suka bincang pasal politik and ekonomi negara...uncle selalu kata,"pening kita dok tengok org2 atas ni main politik dr...org ni kutuk org ni...org tu kutuk org tu...tak abih abih...kita org bawah ni tak boleh buat apa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kita sudah lama hidup sama2 kat malaysia ni dr...kita kena pandai hormat perasaan org lain...kita tak boleh bukak mulut suka hati saja. betui tak dr? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding pilihanraya 2008 uncle commented, " saya terkejut betui hari tu dr! masa 2-3 hari sebelum mengundi saya nampak 2 org budak india naik motor sambil berkemban dgn bendera PAS!hehehehehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes uncle sembang bab ekonomi,"duit kita makin kecik dr, dulu sapa nak sangka mee goreng sepinggan boleh jadi 5 ringgit...la ni mahai daripada tu pun ada.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle memang terrer cakap melayu..sbbnya uncle dari kampung melayu di jitra...kalu dengar uncle cakap dari belakang mesti kita ingat dia org melayu...hehe...di rumah uncle pun kalu masak ayam, mesti beli ayam dari kedai melayu...sbb dia dah biasa makan ayam sembelih....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle ni sentimental orgnya...dalam perjalanan kat mahang tu..3-4 kali jugak le dia menangis sambil bercerita...pastu mesti uncle gelak sambil cakap.."apa org tua nih...buat malu ja dok teriyak depan dr..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiap2 tahun pada hari ibu kitaorg akan tunggu uncle call mak dia di jitra...hehe...masa dia dial phone tu muka dah sayu semacam...bila kata hello air mata dah meleleh..hehe...uncle..uncle...pastu tak sempat nak cakap 'selamat hari ibu' uncle dah tak boleh nak bercakap...terpaksa letak phone dulu...call lain kali pulak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 menitik jugak air mata uncle bila tengok nasib kawan2 seumurnya yg tak dapat perhatian daripada anak2 mereka...ada kawan2 uncle yg dihantar ke rumah org2 tua...uncle sedih sgt...uncle selalu kata "saya tak pernah mintak apa2 daripada anak2 saya dr. tak nak jaga saya bila tua nanti pun takpa...janji depa semua lepaih dari universiti...kawin dgn org baik2..cukup la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi anak2 uncle bagus2 semuanya...semua cerdik2..ada yg ada degree, jadi cikgu etc.in fact, uncle hari tu dgn muka berseri2 bagi tau kat saya yg anak dia nak belikan kereta 'vios' utk dia...hehe...i just smiled and told him..."baguih la uncle..boleh bawak saya ke mahang naik vios lepas nih....hehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle tu sebenarnya dah nak pencen pun...tapi dia cukup pantang kalu kita sebut 'org tua'...hehe...he prefers 'org lama'....pada uncle kalu kita selalu dok sebut org tua...seseorg tu akan ada mindset mcm org tua...dia tak suka lembik2 mcm tu...he makes sure that he stays fit...by 7am sharp every day uncle dah tercegat kat kedai kopi...8am sharp dah siap sedia nak start kerja...on the weekends uncle akan buat kerja2 kontrak sikit, kerja2 paip etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle karuna adalah seorang yg disegani di kk karangan...he's very disciplined yet very humble and very very helpful. uncle duduk di kuarters klinik di karangan..bersebelahan dgn rumah nurse2 dan staf2 klinik yg lain...jadi bila ada anak2 staf lain yg menangis berpanjangan, mesti uncle akan dtg ketuk kat tingkap...and uncle akan tanya kalu ada apa2 yg dia boleh tolong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was a great man, uncle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday 21/1/2009...i noticed that uncle was a bit quiet..not his usual chatty self...he delivered a letter to my room at 4.30pm...i thanked him and he smiled...i went back home...and it was after maghrib when i received a call from Mat..my medical assistant (MA)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Assalamualaikum...dr..sorry mengganggu...i have some bad news la....Uncle karuna dah takdak...baru saja meninggal..heart attack.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was beyond words...terus ajak sumi san gi emergency unit to see Nazri, my MA..apparently uncle had some chest pain at 5pm...then terus Nazri buat ECG and sent him to the hospital via ambulance. Aunty (uncle's wife) was with him in the ambulance and uncle was relatively stable and was still able to talk in the ambulance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty masih lagi bersembang2 dgn uncle dlm ambulance and was still playfully scolding him about his smoking habit...bila sampai hospital Nazri nak repeat ECG, masa tu la uncle tetiba fitted and collapsed...CPR was done continuously..tried to revive him...but Izrail was already there, fulfilling his duties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged aunty...hugged her..and kept on telling her..."Aunty kena banyak sabar...ini semua kerja Tuhan...ini bukan dalam tangan kita..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty cried and said," Saya tak sangka la dr, saya ingat sakit biasa saja boleh bawak balik rumah..tapi sekarang saya balik seorang..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meleleh air mata teman masa tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very interesting scene in the emergency department that night...patient2 lain yg sedan
