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Sunday, June 10


-This is my final goodbye-
-I won't be blogging anymore-
-It's time I should go-
-Thanks for the memories-
x.Salam.x
Kat

Feathers

6/10/2007 12:17:00 AM


Thursday, June 7


One's life can be measured by those he leaves behind.

Death is the permanent end of the life of a biological organism. Death may refer to the end of life as either an event or condition.

When I deeply contemplate the transient nature of human life, I realize that,from beginning to end, life is impermanent like an illusion. We have not yet heard of anyone who lived ten thousand years. How fleeting is a lifetime!Who in this world today can maintain a human form for even a hundred years?There is no knowing whether I will die first or others, whether death will occur today or tomorrow. We depart one after another more quickly than the dewdrops onthe roots or the tips of the blades of grasses. So it is said. Hence, we mayhave radiant faces in the morning, but by evening we may turn into white ashes.Once the winds of impermanence have blown, our eyes are instantly closed and ourbreath stops forever. Then, our radiant face changes its color, and theattractive countenance like peach and plum blossoms is lost.

Thus the ephemeral nature of human existence is such that death comes to youngand old alike without discrimination. So we should all quickly take to heart thematter of the greatest importance of the afterlife,livng our live humbly and respectfully. Entrust ourselves deeply to Islam and may be able to recite the Dua Kalimah Syahadah on our deathbed.

Grief is a multi-faceted response to loss. Although conventionally focused on the emotional response to loss, it also has a physical, cognitive, behavioural, social and philosophical dimensions. Common to human experience is the death of a loved one, be they friend, family, or other.Wearing dark, sombre clothes is one practice followed in many countries, though other forms of dress are also seen.

The dead they sleep a long, long sleep;The dead they rest, and their rest is
deep;The dead have peace, but the living weep.

A thousand times we needed you

A thousand times we cried

If love alone could have saved you you never
would have died

A heart of gold stopped beating two twinkling
eyes closed to rest

God broke our hearts to prove he only took the
best

never has a day goes by that you’re not in my
heart and my soul.

For everything there is a
season,

And a time for every matter under
heaven:

A time to be born, and a time to
die;

A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is
planted;

A time to kill, and a time to
heal;

A time to break down, and a time to build
up;

A time to weep, and a time to
laugh;

A time to mourn, and a time to
dance;

A time to throw away stones, and a time to
gather
stones
together;

A time to embrace,

And a time to refrain from
embracing;

A time to seek, and a time to
lose;

A time to keep, and a time to throw
away;

A time to tear, and a time to
sew;

A time to keep silence, and a time to
speak;

A time to love, and a time to
hate,

A time for war, and a time for
peace.

With this, I wished to extend my sincerest
condolences to all those who have recently lost a family member,a friend,a
neighbour or a pet.They will always be in my prayers.And as much as it
hurts,it
would stop one day.Cherish the memories we had with them and learn
to appreciate
those who are still living.

I am just a humble human being,living my life the way
I think is best.I honour my religion.I value my family and friends.And if I
ever
did or say something that has hurt anyone's feelings before,I am truly
sorry and
wished to seek for your forgiveness.

For now,I am hanging my head low in memory of those
who have gone before us.

Let's together pray that their soul will be blessed
and they be placed alongside the people of faith.Insyallah.

Amin.

Your most humble,

Kat

Tears Of Grief.


Feathers

6/07/2007 11:49:00 PM


Wednesday, June 6


I have just gotten news that Traz aka NakalBoy has jsut passed away.

He will be greatly missed by all of us.

Al fateha for Allahyarham Shahrunnizam Bin Rostam

May God bless his soul,forgives his sins and place him with the people of faith.

Amin.

P.s : Takziah to family of Jejaka 21,another fellow chatter yang passed away yesterday in Australia.

Feathers

6/06/2007 04:42:00 PM


Tuesday, June 5


I received news 2 days ago that a fellow chatter met with an accident. He was in critical condition. I didn't know who the person was or how bad a condition he was in until yesterday. He is Badboy Traz. A chatter I knew back in 2003. Though I've never met him, I sensed that he was a nice person, a nice friend. It has been ages since I saw his nick in Alamak or since the last time I chatted with him and to know the kinda situation he is in, it breaks my heart. Each Alamakians blog is filled with news about him. I cried upon reading each of them.

I cried reading Sis Angel's blog cos she was amongst the first chatters to be there. It just breaks my heart. This has been a bad week for me. My maternal uncle is also in critical condition. A friend of Anarkia is also in hospital because of an accident at his workplace.

Let's all recite Surah Al Fateha for those we know who are in much pain and suffering,and hope that God wil lessen the pain that they are going through.

Bismillah Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem

Al-hamdu lillahi Rabb il-'alamin
Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem
Maliki yawmi-d-Din
Iyya-ka na'budu wa iyya-ka nasta'in
Ihdina-sirat al-mustaqim
Sirat al-ladhina an'amta 'alai-him
Ghair il-Maghdubi 'alai-him wa la-d-dallin

Amin.

In the name of Allah, the Most Beneficent, the Most Merciful.

Praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds:
The Most Beneficent, the Most Merciful:
Owner of the Day of Judgement.
Thee (alone) we worship; Thee (alone) was ask for help.
Show us the straight path:
The path of those whom Thou hast favoured; Not (the path) of those who earn Thine anger nor of those who go astray.

O Allah! Accept our invocation

Feathers

6/05/2007 07:19:00 PM


Saturday, June 2



Ketawa buruk siakk!!!


Madam Bonz n my aunt Yah



D Last Putera n Mamat


Sergeant Bonz n Ayim Hulk balik from fishing


Sergeant bonz action gurkha


This is what they call 'bubu'


Monkey cannonball


Before landing


This is Meng n my unkle Ayim

Smilesss

Papa Bonz & Baby Bonz

Yakdish!!


GGGggRR..want to challenge to have the world's thickest double chin?
Kissssssssssssssssssssssssss...muacks!

Don't put your hand in your mouth


Madam Bonz n Baby Bonz

D Last Putera and Madam Bonz

Madam Bonz with Prebet Belangkas 2127
Sergeant Bonz with Prebet Belangkas 2340

Prebet Belangkas ...Fall in!

Feathers

6/02/2007 03:04:00 PM