Thursday, January 29

Coco, Bubu and Blackie


Those are our dearie little bunnies. (This is actually our third attempt after failing to keep Dudu and Dada the gold fish and Dudu and Dada the tortoises alive). My hubby bought them during the school holidays last year. Anfaal and Hanan helped in choosing the colours. Not yet to be called adult rabbits because they are only two and a half months old. Rabbits are matured and ready to mate after three months of their life. Coco is the male cum 'head' of the family while Blackie and Bubu are the female bunnies. Never care to get to know about rabbits and their world before, only now I know that male rabbits are called bucks, females are does and the young are called kittens. Usually the doe is pregnant for 30 days and up to 12 babies can grow in the mother's body. At first Coco, Bubu and Blackie only eat pellets but became very fond of carrots after being introduced to veggies. No wonder Bugs Bunny is associated with carrots. But above all, they really, really love alfalfa and would become like crazy just from the smells of the grass. It feels great and calming when seeing the rabbits nibbling their food. Maybe it is true that keeping pets is one of mind therapies.

"God loves kindness when you deal with any matter" (narrated by Bukhari and Muslim)



Friday, January 23

Rakyat Peghak bersamamu Palestin

Kami sekeluarga sempat menghadiri Malam Solidariti Kemanusiaan Palestin di bangunan masjid sementara bersebelahan Stadium Manjung malam kelmarin walaupun sedikit kalut kerana baba sampai di rumah menjelang maghrib. Ada mesyuarat di maktab dan habisnya pula lewat petang. Selesai solat dan menjamah makanan pasar malam kami bertolak ke Manjung menaiki MyVi Aiman dan Sarah bersama 'baby' Nur. Perancangan asal malam tersebut adalah usrah kami manakala saya, Sarah dan Ija sepatutnya pergi menaiki Gen 2 Kak Tah namun Allah ada perancangan lain untuk kami. Seronok juga apabila 2 keluarga kecil 'travel' bersama.

Alhamdulillah saya anggarkan lebih 200 orang telah hadir ke program malam itu. Pelbagai risalah diedar dan sepanduk Palestin telah dipamerkan. Golongan warga emas, dewasa sehingga kanak-kanak dan bayi turut hadir memberi sokongan.
Ya, semua golongan lapisan masyarakat MESTI didedahkan dengan isu ini. Anak-anak kita juga patut dididik supaya bersifat peduli ummah sejak daripada kecil.










Baba sedang mempromosikan buku-buku Palestin.
Anfaal yang sudah mengantuk.


Monday, January 19

Don't Blame Hamas for Gaza Conflict

Got this article from my inbox.

by Abu Mubarak

The reason given by the Israel for the carnage in Gaza is Hamas. The objective given by the Israel for their invasion in Gaza is to destroy Hamas' ability to launch Qassam rockets towards Southern Israel .
This is my question to the Israelis. If Hamas is the root cause for the conflict, then what had caused Hamas to exist in the first place? When Israel occupied the land and drove Palestinians by the millions away from their homeland, there was neither Hamas nor Qassam rockets. There were only poor ordinary Palestinians begging for their lives. Even then, Palestinians were massacred by large numbers.
Remember, when Palestinians started their popular intifadhah, they were just throwing stones towards the Israeli soldiers. It was because they were just throwing stones that nobody listened to or cared about them. Had the world listened to them back then, I doubt there would be any need for them to start using explosive belts.
When they started using explosive belts, they were called 'terrorists'. You see, once you're labelled terrorist, no amount of diplomatic deeds would undo it. Not even when you won a fair democratic election by a landslide. Not even when you have proven your ability to maintain unilateral truce and quiet for years.
Not even when you're needlessly willing to share power with political opponents for the sake of unity. What you would get in return are unprovoked raids, political abductions and unending sieges and conspiracies to bring you down from power.
Palestinians have been under brutal occupation for decades. They were forced to give up their rights for peace. Under any occupation, resistance movements are always natural. Any rightly guided mind definitely cannot expect otherwise. In fact, resistance is the only right thing to do when you're occupied.
Hamas and 'Jihad Islam' are only natural fruits of a long brutal occupation and nothing more. Even if Hamas and Jihad Islam are crushed to their bones, resistance is always the only right thing to do under the occupation and Israel has to face that.
Then you may ask me, 'Why can't Hamas behave like Fatah?' Firstly, even if Hamas were to behave like Fatah, what difference would it make towards the Israel attitude? Israel would always play tricks and give excuses.
The Zionist regime decided to stop bilateral talks with the Palestinian Authority since 2000, long before Hamas won the PLC election in 2005. Secondly, as the 2005 election results rightly show, Fatah is not the answer for most Palestinians.
In fact, for most Palestinians, Fatah is more a problem than a solution. Fatah was not seen by most Palestinians as representing resistance, but more as selling out on Palestinians rights for their own comforts and worldly gains.
The Palestinians, for decades, have tried throwing ideas on various negotiating tables, they have tried throwing stones, they have tried explosive belts, they have tried Qassam rockets - all in the name of a resistance movement. And resistance is the right of all occupied people.
The only thing to blame for the conflict in Palestine is the Israeli occupation, and only this occupation, and nothing else. It is certainly not the resistance, not Hamas, and not Qassam rockets. Anyone blaming anything or anyone else is playing to the tune of the Zionist regime.


Tuesday, January 13

I'm Back On The Track

Yes, I'm back in action today. Met the students in 21439P class this morning. It's a HND4 subject. I will meet the HND3 class with a new subject half an hour from now (hehe..still have time for blogging eh:) Hopefully they are the good girls and good boys as I don't really recognize this batch.
This is the place where I work.I really love the greeny look.


Monday, January 12

Semalam di Kuala Lumpur

Seusai bengkel penulisan di UIA petang semalam saya terus bergegas menuju ke stesen LRT Putra yang terdekat kerana tiket bas yang saya beli dijadualkan bertolak pada jam 6.30 petang. Waktu itu jam di tangan sudahpun pukul 5 petang. Mujurlah kak K dan temannya yang juga peserta bengkel sudi menumpangkan saya ke stesen. Teksi yang saya hubungi tidak dapat datang kerana hujan lebat turun mencurah-curah(?). Seronok juga dapat berkenalan dengan kak K dan temannya, kedua-dua mereka berpangkat kapten dalam perkhidmatan tentera darat. Kami berpisah di stesen LRT Putra Setiawangsa dengan azam masing-masing untuk menghasilkan sebuah artikel seperti yang diminta oleh En Zamri Mohamad, pengendali bengkel.


Sudah agak lama saya tidak menggunakan perkhidmatan LRT di KL. Bagi saya, kalau hendak melihat pelbagai gelagat dan ragam manusia di dalam LRTlah tempatnya. Perjalanan selama hampir 35 minit itu sudah cukup membuktikan. Melihat gelagat remaja-remaja di dalam LRT itu sangatlah memualkan. Berasak-asak manusia keluar masuk dengan pelbagai gaya dan fesyen pakaian. Dalam hati saya amat bersyukur kerana tidak perlu lagi bekerja atau menjalani hidup di KL/ Lembah Kelang sejak tahun 2004. Saya tidak yakin dapat membesarkan anak-anak saya sebaiknya di Lembah Kelang dengan kualiti hidup yang semakin merosot dan masuknya pelbagai budaya yang pelik dan jelik. Meskipun pada masa itu saya berasa sangat sayang untuk berpindah kerana di situlah saya mula mendapat tarbiyyah. Memang benarlah apa yang Allah tentukan itu adalah yang terbaik untuk kita walaupun kita mungkin tidak suka.

"..Barangsiapa yang diberi petunjuk oleh Allah, maka dialah yang mendapat petunjuk dan barangsiapa yang disesatkan-Nya maka kamu tidak akan mendapatkan seorang pemimpinpun yang dapat memberi petunjuk kepadanya." (Surah Al-Kahfi: 17)

Thursday, January 8

Boycott Israeli Products!!!

I can't prevent my tears from dropping down when I look at the picture. It feels like she is my own daughter.


I believe nobody wants their house to be like this.

For the sake of our brothers and sisters in Palestine
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