<?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-555948556953661599</id><updated>2011-10-05T02:46:08.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SCRAPBOOK</title><subtitle type='html'>Notes anything that attract me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-8115726837912387124</id><published>2011-10-05T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T02:43:51.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KIsah Z &amp; Y a.s.</title><content type='html'>Zulaikha kejar Yusof a.s. Pintu pintu bilek semua tertutup rapat. Zulaika ratu cantik Mesir. Allah swt pelihara Yusof, Yusof a.s  tidak tunduk pada maksiat. Semua orang puji Yusof a.s. Yusof a.s kata aku pun manusia, kalau tidak Allah swt pelihara aku, dah tentu aku bersama Zulaikha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iktibar :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Setinggi mana ilmu kalau tidak dalam peiharaan Allah, akan jatuh pada maksiat. Tak boleh dabik dada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Jauhi rezeki haram Kalau rezeki tak kemana. Ratu Mesir kemudiannya tetap jadi isteri Yusof a.s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-8115726837912387124?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/8115726837912387124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=8115726837912387124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/8115726837912387124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/8115726837912387124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2011/10/kisah-z-y-as.html' title='KIsah Z &amp; Y a.s.'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-6219548875589802559</id><published>2011-10-05T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T02:38:51.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannat, org yg terakhir masuk keSyurga</title><content type='html'>Orang yang terakhir sekali keluar dari neraka dgn merangkak rangkak. Dua kali psuing balik selepas disuruh Allah SWT masuk kedalam Syurga. Tergambar padanya Syurga sudah penuh. Allah berfirman. Pergilah masuk Syurga, bagi mu diSyurga sepuluh kali lebih besarnya dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demikanlah serendah serendah ahli syurga tingkatnya. (Buchary, Muslim)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-6219548875589802559?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/6219548875589802559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=6219548875589802559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/6219548875589802559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/6219548875589802559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2011/10/hannat-org-yg-terakhir-masuk-kesyurga.html' title='Hannat, org yg terakhir masuk keSyurga'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-4572234575196318549</id><published>2011-10-05T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T02:32:52.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dah 51 dah.........</title><content type='html'>51 dah tahun ni. Banyak lagi kena belajar sebab rasa macam baru 15 tahun. Ada orang kata kehidupan kita tak lepas dari sama ada kita Taat atau Derhaka atau sama ada kita hidup dalam Bala atau Nikmat. Itu saja, sileh berganti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back and looking ahead, I have to agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-4572234575196318549?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/4572234575196318549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=4572234575196318549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/4572234575196318549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/4572234575196318549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2011/10/dah-51-dah.html' title='Dah 51 dah.........'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-2308528977251919148</id><published>2007-10-29T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:59:33.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tazkirah Pada Diri Ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/RybWKDXsLzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b6NjJZFEA0k/s1600-h/Dscn2913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127020693999595314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/RybWKDXsLzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b6NjJZFEA0k/s320/Dscn2913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sungguh banyak yang perlu di perbaiki didalam kehidupanku ini. Terutamanya didalam hubungan dengan Allah swt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memadaaikah cuma sembahyang lima waktu berjemaah seboleh bolehnya, kadang kadang diselikan dengan sunat sunat Qabliyah dan Baqdiyah sekira sempat, sunnat taubat dan tahajjud dihujung hujung malam, bacaaan surah amalan sebelum tidur yang kekadang tak tentu hujung pangkal kemengantukan, menghadiri majlis ilmu berjadual atau sesempatnya, membaca kitab Kitab Al-Qarim setiap hari seakhir akhir ini berserta terjemahannya, berwirid Al Makthurat ringkas setiap subuh disurau, beristiqamah dalam bersedekah kecil kecilan dijalan Allah, menjaga hubungan Silatulrahim dengan ibu, ayah, adik, kakak dan abang, tak lupa pulak sahabat andai., mencari rezeki menyara keluarga. Memadaaikah ini semua menjamin syurga Allah swt yang dijanjikan. Tidak. Tidak ada nilai segala amalan kita dengan syuga Allah swt kecuali dengan Rahmahnya saja yang akan menjamin kita digologan yang kanan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beruntunglah orang yang sentiasa dalam keadaan menyucikan dirinya, dari segala dosa, dari segala kekotoran dunia, bertasbih dan bertahmid akan kebesaran Allah swt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-2308528977251919148?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/2308528977251919148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=2308528977251919148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/2308528977251919148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/2308528977251919148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2007/10/tazkirah-pada-diri-ini.html' title='Tazkirah Pada Diri Ini'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/RybWKDXsLzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b6NjJZFEA0k/s72-c/Dscn2913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-3559467206376273721</id><published>2007-09-25T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:10:40.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MALANGNYA ADIK NURIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/RybKzTXsLwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tuP2RsoIacQ/s1600-h/nurin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127008208529665794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/RybKzTXsLwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tuP2RsoIacQ/s320/nurin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malangnya Adik Nurin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz Salleh telah mengulas tentang kejadian malang keatas Adik Nurin semasa Tazkirah selepas Sembahyang Terawih Sabtu lalu. Ustaz memulakan ulasan dengan Hadith yang mana tidak akan terjadinya Kiamat Besar sehingga terjadinya berberapa pekara. Antaranya ialah "Apabila Ibubapa akan dalam sentiasa dalam keadaan marah kerana anak-anak" dan satu lagi "Apabila ¾ dari golongan kanak akan diianayai, dibunuh, dicicang dan sebagainya ". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia bercerita bahawa Saidina Umar r.a. pada era Jahiliahnya telah menanam anak perempuannya yang berusia 4 Tahun. Pada hari kejadian itu, dia telah mengajak anak perempuannya yang kecil itu berjalan ke padang pasir. Sebagai anak kecil ia hanya mengikut sahaja kemahuan bapaknya. Anak itu ketika mana dilihatnya bapanya berpeluh mengali lubang ditengah padang pasir itu, anaknya telah melahirkan persaan simpati dan meminta untuk mengelap peluh bapanya. Perasaan Umar r.a amat terharu dan berat sekali. Tetapi kerana dia tidak sanggup untuk melihat anaknya nanti apabila dewasa diperhambakan, diperdagangkan dan diperbuatkan bermacam macam lagi kehinaan oleh masyarakat rakus jahilliah pada masa itu, dia meneruskan juga menimbus anak kecilnya. Kejadian yang sama telah dilakukan oleh bapa bapa dizaman itu termasuklah Abu Jahal dan beberapa nama yang saya tidak ingat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanda tanda seperti yang disebutkan didalam hadith tadi telah sekarang mula ternampak dimana ibubapa sentiasa marah kerana anak anak yang menghadapi bermacam macam masaalah pada waktu ini atau pun marahkan akan pengianayaan yang telah dilakukan terhadap anak anak mereka seperti yang terjadi padi Adik Nurin ini. Sementara itu pulak kejadian pengianayaan anak anak telah juga telah menonjol dan lebih ramai lagi mangsa seperti Adik Nurin akan terjadi, itu yang pasti. Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia tidak lagi gerun untuk melakukan jenayah kerana tiada hukuman yang telah ditetapkan oleh penciptanya dikuatkuasakan. Manusia akan bertambah rakus kerana dia tidak lagi akan takut kepada undang undang yang sedia ada. Manusia akan kembali seperti mana zaman jahilliah yang mana ibubapa seperti Umar r.a sanggup dan lebih rela menimbus anak kesayangan mereka daripada diperlakukan sebagai binatang atau lebih hina dari itu oleh masyarakat jahilliah yang rakus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ringkasnya, masaalah kerakusan masyarakat Jahililliah telah dan akan terbukti selesai dengan datangnya Islam dan Islam jugalah yang telah dan akan mengangkat darjat wanita ke ketahap yang mulia. Kembalikah kita pada Islam dan mulakan ia melalui diri kita, keluarga kita, jiran jiran kita dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian. Maaf sekira tidak sampai kepada maksud sebenar penyampainya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-3559467206376273721?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/3559467206376273721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=3559467206376273721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/3559467206376273721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/3559467206376273721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2007/09/malangnya-adik-nurin.html' title='MALANGNYA ADIK NURIN'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/RybKzTXsLwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tuP2RsoIacQ/s72-c/nurin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-1529841856655526138</id><published>2007-08-29T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T02:04:41.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hunt for Desa Pingitan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry, I couldn't continue with the sequel yet due to the obvious reason of being simply losing steam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the book I read when I was ten-year old. I was not serious enough to find eventhough I felt like wanted to read them again and again. I like the book so much because the story was laid on first account basis by simply using "Aku". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This morning, my "old" school mates ask me to comment on his recent published blog. Great blog he got it there. The urge to read my the book again resurfaced after seeing his strory was told also on first account basis. That the way it should be. We tell what we feel, what we see and what we we we....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want something, what should I do?. List them down on my email and start to ask everyone on the mailing lists on how to get them. Since I know the publisher, why don't I call The Dewan Bahasa &amp;amp; Pustaka direct. I don't know the number but there is always 103. Within minutes I was on the line with Rythams publication, the right to publish the book has actually been handed to them. The lady on the other line told me the nearest Rhythams outlet that I may soon get it. Soon I may get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-1529841856655526138?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/1529841856655526138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/1529841856655526138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2007/08/hunt-for-desa-pingitan.html' title='The hunt for Desa Pingitan.'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-6072262138134015014</id><published>2006-11-08T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:00:32.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adolescent Days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Songkok Tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One of the happiest moments in my life was when I came to know that I’ll be attending Sekolah Datuk Abdul Razak a fully boarding school in Seremban Negeri Sembilan to pursue my secondary education. The fact that my brother was already attending the same has not taken the limelight from me. Only pupils who obtained excellent result in the Standard 5 Assessment Exam would be selected. My school has only me to offer. The feat probably was the example quoted by every parent in my village for their offspring to emulate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation for me to attend the school was not so grandly done as my parents learnt from my elder brother’s episode that not all items requested by the school to be bought. Most of the thing I remember, my father bought me a songkok that look rather taller than the others, for easier identification he told me. Finally I was on the train, my father accompanied me on my first journey to the school. That was the first and the only time my father comes to my school. The trains took off from Arau station and after two changes later in Butterwoth and Kuala Lumpur respectively, we finally reached Seremban town, the state capital of Negeri Sembilan that grew very much accustomed to me in my 6 years stay until I completed my MCE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How an innocent young boy cope up with the life in the new surroundings. My father left home immediately after the registration. I felt pity for him. He was a father that never showed us any affection. He loves us all right but there is no show, it is all in the heart that matters, I guess. I realized my father was not so lucky as the other parents who came in drove sending their offspring, some of them in flashy cars and fancy dresses. I don’t know how he felt about it but deep in my heart I owe him my life irrespective of what he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my father left, all of a sudden, I felt so lonely and homesick. My brother was the only person I could see but meeting him was quite restricted as we were staying at different hostel. I remember we used to sit together on the long concrete bench in the evening overlooking the school field. He would tenderly listen to me relaying how much I missed home. I would count the number of days and number of weeks to the first term holidays. Sadness himself, he would listen in&lt;br /&gt;sympathy and assured me that everything would be all right . He was always telling me he would always be around for me. He is the brother closest ever, Hilmi bin Mohamad, exactly two and a half years my senior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gloom days are not forever. Friends and school activities tend to make life runs faster, makes you think less about home. As a matter of times, there seem to be life again, to the fullest indeed. Next....Adolescent days are Easy days, too easy until you know what. Find out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-6072262138134015014?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/6072262138134015014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=6072262138134015014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/6072262138134015014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/6072262138134015014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2006/11/adolescent-days.html' title='The Adolescent Days.'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-8880152334510186051</id><published>2006-11-03T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:03:00.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Early Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was born on the 7th day of April 1960 in a small village in Perlis, the Malaysia’s tiniest and most northern state. The village is known as Kampong Batu 2 Lama for being situated at the 2 milestone along the Kangar - Kaki Bukit trunk road. I was three children later after my parents’ wedlock and another three more siblings after me came along. My father was an Indonesian immigrant. He came to Malaysia when probably the country was still known as Malaya, at the age of 13 all by himself. Married to my mother 11 years later, together made their way through thick and thin toiling about 8 acres of paddy plantation as the main source of income to support the entire family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first knowledge about my existence was about a carefree vilage boy, strolling around the village. Life initially seem to be revolved only around the village beside a river known as Sungai Korok. As soon as seven years old, I was made to attend the primary school at Sekolah Kebangsaan Kampong Salang. The days clinging to the tender mom’s protection were over once my parent sent me to stay with my grand mom. Much later in life I realized my parents was forced to part with us due to poor economical anfd financial reasons. Yet, despite being seven, the separation from my parents was not so much felt as I was much more engrossed with the responsibility of being a school-boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things were not so fortunate for my grand mom even before my stay as one of my uncle who had later in life become an important figure to me had a road accident and was bedridden for multiple fractured leg. My grand dad passed away when I was in standard two making life more miserable for the old lady supporting all of us, my uncle, auntie and my 3 other elder siblings who were later also sent by my parents to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not remember how I could have survived the early primary school years as all of my grand mum's attention was toward healing my uncle’s injury. It was only later primary school years, life has turned out to be brighter in tandem with my uncle’s recovery, from double crutches to single to none, but he has to accept that he will never able to walk normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of my time was spent with him, there was a special bond of a nephew and uncle relationship that probably made me regards him dearer from my father. He was a teacher when the accident happened and forced to quit of his long illness. One man’s loss is another man’s gain. I was naturally made his student and emerged most of the times as a top student in the village school. There was no rigid and formal studies though but he ecourages reading. He was reading all sort of books and magazines because of his limited movement. By the age of ten I was already able to read "Desa Pingitan", a very interesting Bahasa Malaysia novel about the first person accounts of his life in Lembaga Kemajuan Tanah Persekutuan in Pahang. I read the book cover to cover and made to understand at that young age, the novel was a second prize winner to the national competiton organized by the Dewan Bahasa Dan Pustaka, the overseer of Bahasa Malaysia. There was no first prize winner for that particular year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next…….adolescent days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/s. I'm actually looking to read the book again and if I ever can find it somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-8880152334510186051?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/8880152334510186051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=8880152334510186051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/8880152334510186051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/8880152334510186051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2006/11/early-days.html' title='The Early Days'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-3496533442849829203</id><published>2006-11-02T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:11:56.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMADHAN DAN PERUBAHAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ringkasan dari petikan didalam bahasa inggeris yang saya terima. Maaf sekiranya tidak sampai kepada maksud dan penghayatan sebenar penulis asal).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita semua sentiasa dikelilingi oleh rangkaian dosa, terperangkap dengan tabiat tabiat negatif dimana semua ini adalah membahayakan dan merosakan diri kita tanpa disedari. Dosa dan tabiat tabiat negatif ini telah menjadi sebati dan sukar untuk di buang terutama apabila keazaman didalam diri kita telah lemah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faktor utama untuk meninggalkan tabiat buruk ini ialah dengan mempunyai keazaman yang tinggi. Ramadhan datang lagi menawarkan latihan latihan untuk kita memperkemaskan semula keazaman ini. Keazaman untuk memelihara had-had yang ditentukan oleh Allah S.W.T, untuk pengabdian diri kepada Allah S.W.T dan untuk melaksanakan hukuman dan undang undang Allah S.W.T didalam sebarang tindak tanduk kita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berpuasa adalah satu jalan yang terbaik untuk memperkemaskan azam kita, memperhubungi diri, penyerahan diri, kepatuhan dan juga satu jalan untuk mengutamakan tuntutan Allah SWT dari tuntutan peribadi kita. Jadi, berpuasa adalah merupakan satu peluang keemasan untuk menghindarkan tabiat tabiat negatif kita. Disini adalah satu huraian kepada faktor faktor yang menolong kita menuju kearah itu:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mempuyai keazaman yang tinggi.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seperti diterangkan diatas semakin kuat keazaman kita semakin lemahlah dan juahlah kita dari tabiat tabiat negatif itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masa untuk perubahan yang cukup.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kita berpuasa menuruti apa yang disyari’atkan dengan sebaiknya. Kita akan sentiasa membuang sifat sifat negatif semasa berpuasa. Sekiranya kita ikhlas untuk perubahan, 30 hari yang disyariatkan adalah satu masa yang cukup panjang untuk satu perubahan yang menerus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perubahan yang menyeluruh.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Berpuasa menukar masa tidur, bangun, makan, cara kita menggunakan masa, susunan rancangan mengikut kepentingan dan keperluan sehinggalah kepada perubahan emosi kita, jadi keupayaan dan peluang untuk menemui perubahan diri adalah tinggi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perubahan yang khusus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Berpuasa dibulan Ramadhan membuat semua umat Islam pada khususnya berubah. Oleh itu setiap muslim mendapat suasana perubahan ini secara dalaman atau pun luaran yang mana ianya merupakan satu faktor utama untuk menjurus kepada sesuatu perubahan yang kekal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya kita tidak berjaya berubah selepas wujudnya berbagai bantuan seperti yang dihuraikan dan didalam masa yang panjang itu, kita mungkin tidak dapat menemui perubahan didalam hidup kita. Ataupun sememang bukanlah perubahan yang kita carikan. Sekiranya kita tidak berusaha untuk menemui perubahan itu, kita bolehlah dianggap sebagai telah mengianiaya diri kita sendiri daripada rahmat dan berkat yang diturunkan dari Allah SWT tuhan sekelian alam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah SWT yang telah mewajibkan Puasa keatas hamba hambanya supaya mereka berubah dari tabiat tabiat negatif kepada sifat sifat yang positive. Sebalik kita cuma berjaya menukarkan masa makan sahaja. Janganlah kita termasuk didalam golongan ini, tetapi jadilah kita orang orang yang bijak dan kumpulan yang berilmu yang sentiasa berminat untuk mencari kebenaran dan tujuan syariat Allah SWT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tujuan utama berpuasa ialah untuk membersihkan jiwa kita dari kehendak kehendak dan tradisi tradisi yang tidak dibenarkan. Untuk mencapainya bergantung kepada kita untuk membuangkan sifat dan sikap yang negatif itu. Pergantungan kita yang berterusan terhadap kepada sikap sikap tersebut jugalah termasuk didalam satu bentuk perhambaan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, semoga ramadhan yang baru berlalu adalah yang terbaik buat anda. Aamiiin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-3496533442849829203?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/3496533442849829203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=3496533442849829203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/3496533442849829203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/3496533442849829203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2006/11/ramadhan-dan-perubahan.html' title='RAMADHAN DAN PERUBAHAN'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-882072011321507967</id><published>2006-10-31T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:56:59.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did during Raya 2.</title><content type='html'>Here the sequel......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached my mother in law's house just about time to assist her to prepare for the berbuka puasa. I was not able to buka puasa with her and my family as I had to rush to my my brother house. This younger brother of mine is married to a KLite and had earlier left for the city after my undertaking to look after my aging parents and a 28 year-old Down syndrome brother during his absence. They have been staying with him after my mother has become partially dependent, not even able to lift a `cerek' despite still being able to move around. On the other hands, as my mother in law is also living alone, then it was only fair for my wife to stay with her mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My duty looking after my parents lasted from that Sunday evening (22/10) until the Tuesday Raya morning (24/10) morning after Hilmi '"Apek" and his entourage actually reached home from Melaka. Mind you, Hilmi was my parents favorite's and I was more like a black sheep of the family for being probably the most vocal amongst the siblings. In a way this is quite fortunate as my father choose to follow Hilmi's to the nearby Masjid for Solah Sunat Raya and giving me the chance to take my own sweet time going to hear the Khutbah delivered by Datuk Harun Din. Almost every Raya I would take the opportunity to hear the khutbah from him not so much of his party inclination but for the quality of the khutbah. This year it about the summary of events or groups that deviates from the true Islamic teaching. The khutbah lasted about an hour and it was already eleven morning when I was reunited with my family again to join the Adil Fitri celebration seada adanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the second Raya I was already observing the non-obligatory 6-day Syawal fasting but that has not deter me from visiting all my other siblings and relatives. We were back to SP by the third day Raya, celebration cut short to allow my SPM bound daughter more spaces for the exam. That's for now……..Salam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s...There is actually a lot more to tell esp. when at home together with my parents, they are old and I have to be patient, old parents are sensitve lots...may be another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/555948556953661599-882072011321507967?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/882072011321507967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=882072011321507967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/882072011321507967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/882072011321507967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-i-did-during-raya-2.html' title='What I did during Raya 2.'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-555948556953661599.post-8051889299468140910</id><published>2006-10-31T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:21:40.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did during Raya 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really got nothing to do today, so am pleased to share with you guys on what I did during Raya that was just about a week old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to go back Kampung on Saturday (21/10) afternoon, but changed my mind after feeling tired and sleepy, obviously to the effect of clearing the overgrown weeds in the garden and rounds and rounds of laundry before we actually left our home sweet home. My wife is of course exempted from the chores after her gallstone episode that leaving me to take full controls of her ministry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for Kangar on bright Sunday (22/10) morning, cramping everyone together with what we think we need during holidays in my 13–year old faithful. Usually my son would be driving her mother's car together to lessen the loads, but not this year as he has just got to help his girlfriend's father doing something more important than us, at least to what he thought it was.  He was only planning to join us on the Raya eve, let him be, I would be in same shoe at his age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the journey, we actually stopped at the Bukit Kayu Hitam Duty Free Shop. My wife has been pestering me to get something to wear on the Hari Raya, You see, except for the 10 sarongs and two Baju Melayu, I have not bought anything else for myself. Most of the sarongs anyway, would be given away to my favorite uncles and relatives. Sarongs can be cheap if you buy them in bulk, every year I'd buy the Indonesian Gadjah Duduk Benang 7000 (probably the best available in the market) for about RM20-00 each, that about RM 18 cheaper if you choose to buy a piece or two. Everyone else was well equipped from head to toe, courtesy of my other half. She would take extra effort to see her offspring look radiant on the joyous day and she definately would not want me to be different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually pleasantly forced to buy 2 pairs of Polo T-shirts and another 2 pairs John Langford's Ease that made me about RM300-00 poorer before tax. We were only on our real Hari Raya Balik Kampong journey after managing to sweet talk the officers for the 30% tax waiver on the way out of the Customs checkpoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the sequal...shortly.&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/555948556953661599-8051889299468140910?l=salaamansalaama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/feeds/8051889299468140910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=555948556953661599&amp;postID=8051889299468140910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/8051889299468140910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/555948556953661599/posts/default/8051889299468140910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salaamansalaama.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-i-did-during-raya-1.html' title='What I did during Raya 1'/><author><name>Kelemboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDRPfrFwDgU/SjMWajK9c-I/AAAAAAAAADE/SoqtkGm0WRU/S220/Sulaiman_Photo_original.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
