<?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-930269501287582399</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:20:06.166-08:00</updated><category term='Gurindam Jiwa'/><category term='Muslim Thinkers'/><category term='Street Survey'/><category term='Ibn Firnas'/><title type='text'>Made For The Eye Of One Who Sees</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4527789317229541944</id><published>2009-08-30T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:55:24.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, Ramadhan Mubarak to all! Its been 1 week of fasting and there's 3 more weeks to go. Time flies really fast nowadays isnt it. Ramadhan has always been a busy month for me, and yes, i like it so much, its a month full of blessing and Rahmat from Allah, and you can see everyone performing their best to get blessings from Him. MasyaAllah! Iftar, terawih with friends, mosque-hopping, gatherings, sleeping overnight at the mosque, Quran recitation, tazkirahs, Subhanallah! i'm really enjoying all these activities with my friends. Things been going on fine for me, projects and planning double up in this month of Ramadhan, going for job interviews...... and i'll be attending my 2nd interview selection workshop this coming Friday, i hope i can get the job and resign from my current job by end of the month......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There has been mixed reactions towards my decision to resign from my current job end of this month. The group that was effected most by my decision was my project team, why not, we have been working closely with one another for the past 3 years and some 8 months, and achieving things that has never been achieved before and suddenly, i made a decision to leave. To some people, they felt that i am making a wrong decision. To some, they understand me and my plans for the future pretty well, so they pray for the best for me. I understand that the bond between us is too great that my resignation seems to be a great blow to some. But hey, cmmon, my resignation doesn't mean that we have to end our friendship, we can still contact one another isnt it.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find that the time is just right for me to go and pursue my dreams. I believe with the experience that i gained for the past 3 years, have what it takes for me to embark into something new and achieve what i want in life. InsyaAllah, what i ask from all of you is to pray to Allah to give whats best for me in this life and hereafter. We will meet again, i assure you. For sure, for every beginning there will always be an ending. Till we meet again, my dear friends.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4527789317229541944?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4527789317229541944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4527789317229541944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4527789317229541944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4527789317229541944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan.html' title='Ramadhan'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1389161157908850645</id><published>2009-07-17T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:44:59.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semua Untuk Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;centre&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkWvvVtUrAo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkWvvVtUrAo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share this music video of Mike Mohede entitled "Semua untuk Cinta" with all of you. I dont know, looking at this video reminds me of the past which made me want to post this video up. Well, even the storyline of the video clip is almost, almost the same like my story. The singer, look at him, any resemblance with me, hehehehehe. That's life, there are times when u are so sure of the things u want in life but it ends up not the way u want it to be. Afterall, as humans and humble servant of God, we can only plan, its Him who decides. Count ur blessings, not ur worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Semua Untuk Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam lelah kuberharap&lt;br /&gt;Datangnya sebuah keajaiban&lt;br /&gt;Walau berat kurasakan&lt;br /&gt;Namun kulakukan semua untuk cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila sampai di malam ini&lt;br /&gt;Aku masih bertahan&lt;br /&gt;Ini semua ku persembahkan untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kini aku bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Bukan hanya untukku&lt;br /&gt;Di sini kita pernah menangis bersama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga cinta selalu ada&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam lelah kuberharap&lt;br /&gt;Datangnya sebuah keajaiban&lt;br /&gt;Walau berat kurasakan&lt;br /&gt;Namun kulakukan semua untuk cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila sampai di malam ini&lt;br /&gt;Aku masih bertahan&lt;br /&gt;Ini semua ku persembahkan untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama cinta itu&lt;br /&gt;Ada di sisi kita selamanya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/930269501287582399-1389161157908850645?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1389161157908850645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=1389161157908850645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1389161157908850645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1389161157908850645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/semua-untuk-cinta.html' title='Semua Untuk Cinta'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-245559899245824882</id><published>2009-07-17T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:47:08.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;who has nothing to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;who's crying out to GOD for a companion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;before you complain about life - Think of someone who died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;too early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;on this earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you complain about your children - Think of someone who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;desires children but they're barren...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you argue about your dirty house someone didn't clean or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;walks the same distance with their feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;job..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;before you think of pointing the finger or condemning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;another -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Remember that not one of us is without sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;your face and think: you're alive and still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-245559899245824882?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/245559899245824882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=245559899245824882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/245559899245824882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/245559899245824882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-gift.html' title='Life is a Gift'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-5581779513718992853</id><published>2009-07-14T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:39:16.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gurindam Jiwa'/><title type='text'>Gurindam Jiwa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(204, 238, 221); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;My all time favourite nostalgic song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;urindam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;iwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); "&gt;Tuai padi antara masak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Esok jangan layu-layuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Intai kami antara nampak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Esok jangan rindu-rinduan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Anak cina pasang lukah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lukah dipasang di Tanjung Jati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Di dalam hati tidak ku lupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sebagai rambut bersimpul mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Batang selasih permainan budak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Daun selasih dimakan kuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Bercerai kasih talak tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Seribu tahun kembali juga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Burung merpati terbang seribu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hinggap seekor di tengah laman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hendak mati di hujung kuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hendak berkubur di tapak tangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Kalau tuan mudik ke hulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Carikan saya bunga kemboja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Kalau tuan mati dahulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nantikan saya di pintu syurga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-5581779513718992853?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5581779513718992853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=5581779513718992853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5581779513718992853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5581779513718992853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/gurindam-jiwa.html' title='Gurindam Jiwa'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4293726181454139690</id><published>2009-07-13T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:50:00.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Etiquette of Dealing with Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-variant: small-caps; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Etiquette of Dealing with Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1. Behave well towards your father and mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2. Be grateful to your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3. Always try to make your parents happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4. Do service to your parents with heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5. Respect and adore your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6. Be faithful and humble towards your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7. Love your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;8. Obey your parents with full devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;9. Consider your own goods as the property of your parents and spend your capital on them with an open hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;10. Even if your father and mother are non-Muslim, treat them wel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;11. Offer prayers begging grace for your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;12. Observe special care in looking after your mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;13. Treat your foster mother well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;14. Remember your parents after they have passed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;15. Discharge your full obligations towards your parents in their lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNK6h1dfy2o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNK6h1dfy2o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4293726181454139690?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4293726181454139690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4293726181454139690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4293726181454139690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4293726181454139690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/etiquette-of-dealing-with-parents-1.html' title='The Etiquette of Dealing with Parents'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-8652507421823904402</id><published>2009-07-12T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T07:28:17.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Street Survey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslim Thinkers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ibn Firnas'/><title type='text'>Muslim Thinkers Street Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Assalamualaikum to all friends, brothers and sisters. Alhamdulillah, Muslim Thinkers department of En-Naeem Mosque had came out with a street survey video that received lots and lots of positive feedbacks through Facebook, Vimeo and emails. It was totally unplanned. Ustaz Noor, Ustaz Hanafi and me were brainstorming and coming out with new ideas to promote Muslim Thinkers to the public. So, the street survey idea came out and we thought of doing it by capturing videos as we interview the members of the public. Alhamdulillah, then again we did not expect that its gonna be a mini production untilll............ Our Bro Ilyas, show his video-editing skills and made the video a must see for everyone. So, sit still, keep your handphones on silent, and just enjoy the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/96347612226"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/96347612226" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-8652507421823904402?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/8652507421823904402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=8652507421823904402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8652507421823904402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8652507421823904402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/muslim-thinkers-street-survey.html' title='Muslim Thinkers Street Survey'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-5136496981551830945</id><published>2009-07-12T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T06:47:21.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner @ Sakura With the Couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Noor and me sat down one day and decided to give Hanafi and Farizan a treat. Why not..... Just a treat for our newlyweds. So we invited Ilyas, Kak Zu and Zuwainah along to join us, the more the merrier isnt it... It was thursday night, Ilyas, Kak Zu, Noor and Zuwainah head down to Pasir Ris downtown east in my car while Hanafi went home to fetch his wife and will meet us there. It was very convenient for us, the restaurant had a prayer room! and we performed our maghrib prayers there. Subhanallah, May Allah bless that restaurant for sparing some thoughts for their Muslim customers. Except for a person like me, i might consider bringing a towel along if i ever going to pray in that room again. No offence, its just me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357568217676583394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Slnn6IqJEeI/AAAAAAAAAmU/iwQTv8qHfvE/s400/lantaksakura.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;We chatted and laugh all night when we realise that the restaurant started to clean up and ready to close then we make our move. hehehe. I really hope that we could have this kind of mini-gathering often, and to get to know each other much better. Well now at least, Farizan get to know who's her husband's collegues are. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357569285810907554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Slno4TxNaaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/1-ABYbzLxiE/s400/lepaslantak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-5136496981551830945?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5136496981551830945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=5136496981551830945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5136496981551830945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5136496981551830945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/dinner-sakura-with-couple.html' title='Dinner @ Sakura With the Couple'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Slnn6IqJEeI/AAAAAAAAAmU/iwQTv8qHfvE/s72-c/lantaksakura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-3856993458061937312</id><published>2009-07-12T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T04:38:42.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YDO Wedding Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kpak kpak bing bing! Yeah there it is the sound of kompang as they accompany the bride and bridegroom. Who? its En-Naeem Mosque YDO, Ustaz Hanafi...... When? just last sunday, 5th July. All of us, the staff, youth, azam mentors and the management had attended the wedding ceremony held at Bedok. Alhamdulillah everyone came and made the ceremony more merrier and meaningful for the newly wedding couple. Hanafi and Farizan, my best wishes for both of you. Hmmmm, seeing him.... make me......... hmmm. Bila Kot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357535781286921298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlnKaFsNRFI/AAAAAAAAAl8/HO7wNfsMuf0/s400/Hanafi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357536250603818418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlnK1aCEzbI/AAAAAAAAAmM/R8CtJinkNEY/s400/hanafiWedZahra.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357536043261087154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlnKpVntzbI/AAAAAAAAAmE/d-0tpEj2HiM/s400/azam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-3856993458061937312?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3856993458061937312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=3856993458061937312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3856993458061937312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3856993458061937312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/ydo-wedding-ceremony.html' title='YDO Wedding Ceremony'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlnKaFsNRFI/AAAAAAAAAl8/HO7wNfsMuf0/s72-c/Hanafi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-9210838033075080735</id><published>2009-07-12T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:27:22.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Centre Excursion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlmNJf0qfqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/v4eT77-hocI/s1600-h/Science+Centre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357468426034642594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlmNJf0qfqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/v4eT77-hocI/s400/Science+Centre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last two weeks, hmmmm, cant really remember which date, Azam mentors and students went for an excursion to the Science Centre. I asked Ustaz Noor along and we had fun learning and discovering new knowledge at the science centre. The students had fun too trying out the experiments and exhibits. We headed back to the mosque around 330pm, perform our Zuhur, then the students had some quizzes, Asar then lunch. The its home sweet home for the students. hehehe but not for the mentors, we went for bowling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357470934028716642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlmPbe1DCmI/AAAAAAAAAls/-NKvvLnfMkg/s400/azambowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357471583313575298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlmQBRmnvYI/AAAAAAAAAl0/H0CBgaJBl9k/s400/wannoorzul.jpg" border="0" /&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/930269501287582399-9210838033075080735?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/9210838033075080735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=9210838033075080735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/9210838033075080735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/9210838033075080735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/science-centre-excursion.html' title='Science Centre Excursion'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SlmNJf0qfqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/v4eT77-hocI/s72-c/Science+Centre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7287356484841766710</id><published>2009-07-11T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T06:54:36.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku &amp; Dia Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sllwg4KYLXI/AAAAAAAAAko/1pb4nc-GwFk/s1600-h/5177_91961164334_775859334_1974459_5860581_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357436941867953522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sllwg4KYLXI/AAAAAAAAAko/1pb4nc-GwFk/s400/5177_91961164334_775859334_1974459_5860581_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Aku &amp;amp; Dia Camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Committee and Fascillitator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gosh! Goodness! This camp was organised 1 month ago, and its only now that i've managed to update my blogpage about it. Aku &amp;amp; Dia camp was initiated by MHDS youth and was supported by En-Naeem Mosque and its youth wing. Despite the late publicity, astonishingly, we managed to pull in an applaudable number of participants to join this camp...... 53 participants, 13 fascillitator and 14 committee members, a total of 80!!!!!! &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;Alhamdulillah, this camp collaboration between this two organisations went well. Indeed the success of this camp comes along with lots of teamwork, coordination and organising, but in the end what we get out of this, is something, to me, is second to none... what is it? the bond, the strong pact/ties that we've created, the tears and laughter that we had together and lastly the wonderful memories that we had engraved deep in our hearts that we'll bring along as we continue our journey in this life after the camp. I'm sure, this will not be the last time, we will return, with yet another super-dooper, fun, knowledge seeking and loving camp! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357439058053965666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SllycDkcJ2I/AAAAAAAAAlA/FcMQXQe3zPM/s400/TRIOS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ops Manager, Youth Development Officer, Muslim Thinkers Exec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sll9xr2I1xI/AAAAAAAAAlc/CmJ_JYJQP6s/s1600-h/our+little+sister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357451524270774034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sll9xr2I1xI/AAAAAAAAAlc/CmJ_JYJQP6s/s400/our+little+sister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Our little sister (Teacher Sakinah)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sll0r8974iI/AAAAAAAAAlU/paPsK0FdDsU/s1600-h/4760_1112051534607_1626469868_266463_2024525_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357441530183016994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sll0r8974iI/AAAAAAAAAlU/paPsK0FdDsU/s400/4760_1112051534607_1626469868_266463_2024525_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have anyone seen a panda?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SllzUTxo9fI/AAAAAAAAAlM/L70M2Lfb1J4/s1600-h/MI5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357440024476972530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SllzUTxo9fI/AAAAAAAAAlM/L70M2Lfb1J4/s400/MI5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting ready for action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SllyM0rCNpI/AAAAAAAAAk4/076vJPwoMr8/s1600-h/ennaeemyouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357438796357056146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SllyM0rCNpI/AAAAAAAAAk4/076vJPwoMr8/s400/ennaeemyouth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fataa Zahra Fascis and Participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SllxKSUGSHI/AAAAAAAAAkw/wZN2hmm2MA8/s1600-h/triojump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357437653262682226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SllxKSUGSHI/AAAAAAAAAkw/wZN2hmm2MA8/s400/triojump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BEST SHOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357436706172438546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SllwTKIMCBI/AAAAAAAAAkg/DduJEIJQJ6A/s400/grouppic.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guys Camp Participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyone that sees the pictures above might think that this camp is all about fun, fun nothing else but fun. Well you see, thats the problem with us humans, we look at things literally from what we see, its appearance, its physical form, its external features and dont bother to find out more. There's always two sides to a coin, but still we dont realise that all of this while we always, ALWAYS! look at things from just one side of the story. This act as a reminder for me first, then you all out there. God create things in pairs, good and bad, male and female, night and day, up and down, skies and earth, fire and water...... so dont just judge a book by its cover.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Apart from just games and laughters, there are a lot of other spiritual and character building activities that we went thru in this camp. We had Qiyammulail, motivational talk, usrahs, tazkirahs, zikr and video presentations. All i have to say, this camp is balanced, we've met our objectives and for sure, i believe that the participants have learnt a lot from us and this camp as much as we've learnt from them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"It is a beauty of guidance that Allah has bestowed upon us, so that we learnt from each other and be better Muslims as we continue our journey towards the blessed path. May Allah guide us all." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7287356484841766710?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7287356484841766710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7287356484841766710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7287356484841766710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7287356484841766710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/aku-dia-camp.html' title='Aku &amp; Dia Camp'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sllwg4KYLXI/AAAAAAAAAko/1pb4nc-GwFk/s72-c/5177_91961164334_775859334_1974459_5860581_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-937127419629250038</id><published>2009-07-11T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:59:15.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon Me</title><content type='html'>Salaams my dear friends, brothers and sisters...... Wah! despite all those comments asking me to update my blog...... still its taking me years to update this dilapidated blog page of mine...... pardon me guys...... i'm very bz....... bz with what......... so many things ok! hehehe...... whatever it is....... i'm gonna update by blogpage right now......... so....... be good, sit down..... and be quiet... ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-937127419629250038?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/937127419629250038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=937127419629250038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/937127419629250038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/937127419629250038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/07/pardon-me.html' title='Pardon Me'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7655780852484294989</id><published>2009-06-08T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:31:13.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa Buat Teman-Teman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SizIg9unHUI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NkTwc_z33s8/s1600-h/friends1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SizIg9unHUI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NkTwc_z33s8/s400/friends1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344867326433369410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ismillahirahmanirahim........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ya Allah yang maha Pengasih lagi Maha Penyayang, Segala pujian untukMu Tuhan semesta alam. Ya Allah Ya Rahman Ya Rahim, kami bersyukur kepadaMu di atas nikmat yang telah kau berikan kepada kami. Tidak terkira banyaknya nikmatMu kepada kami. Ya Allah, kuatkan keimanan kami kepadaMu, kuatkan rasa kasih kami kepadaMu dan RasulMu dan berikanlah kami kekuatan agar kami senantiasa menghidari segala apa yang Engkau larang dan mematuhi segala apa yang Engkau perintahkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ya Allah telah menjadi suratanMu untuk teman-teman kami meneruskan kehidupan mereka dengan tanggungjawab mereka yang lain. Ya Allah, kami memohon kepada mu agar Engkau permudahkan jalan bagi mereka dan juga kami dalam menghadapi segala pelbagai rintangan dan ujian hidup. Agar segala ujian besar dipandang kecil dimata mereka dan juga kami yang ada di sini. Ya Allah kau jauhi diri kami dari bisikan Syaitan dan tetapkan iman kami agar gigih dalam beribah kepadaMu. Jadikanlah dan golongkanlah kami diantara hamba-hambaMu yang soleh dan solehah. Kami bersyukur di atas ni’mat persaudaraan, keharmonian dan jalinan ukhuwah yang telah Engkau kurniakan kepada kami. Ya Allah, kau rahmatilah, sayangilah, kasihilah jalinan yang telah terbina antara kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sudah pasti begi setiap pertemuan pasti akan ada perpisahan. Jadikanlah perpisahan kami ini hanya sementara dan satukanlah kami semua buat selamanya di Syurga JannahMu di akhirat kelak. Biar kami berjauhan di mata, namun Engkau dekatkanlah kami di hati. Walaupun tidak berbicara, Walaupun tidak mendengar, Walaupun tidak bertemu, Walaupun berjauhan, kami memohon agar di hati Engkau hadirkanlah kenangan dan rindu yang telah kita lalui bersama selama ini. Semoga kami saling mengenang satu sama lain di dalam doa-doa kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Akhir kata, Ya Allah, sekiranya ada perselisihan antara kami, cepat-cepatlah Engkau leraikan. Sekiranya ada rasa marah dan rasa benci di hati-hati kami, maka kami bermohon agar Engkau cepat-cepat redupkan perasaan itu dengan Kasih dan RahmatMu. Jauhilah hati kami dari kegelitaan dan terangilah hati kami dengan Cahaya keimanan. Jalinkan hati-hati kami dengan kasihMu, dekatkan hati-hati kami dengan CintaMu dan satukanlah hati-hati kami dengan RahmatMu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ameen…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7655780852484294989?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7655780852484294989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7655780852484294989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7655780852484294989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7655780852484294989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/06/doa-buat-teman-teman.html' title='Doa Buat Teman-Teman'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SizIg9unHUI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NkTwc_z33s8/s72-c/friends1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-8098124988399565187</id><published>2009-05-27T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:41:34.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muslim Thinkers Roadshow @ Madrsah Al-Irsyad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4b8AVvhgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/2lJsHJoiFZo/s1600-h/wanshoulders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4b8AVvhgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/2lJsHJoiFZo/s400/wanshoulders.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340736925805282818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Al-Irsyad express their interest of having us to conduct a Muslim Thinkers Roadshow for them. Therefore, they had invited us to the school to conduct the roadshow for their P4 to Sec1 students. It was a privilege to be able to conduct a roadshow in Al-Irsyad. Why not, its a new building, new facilities, new environment, everything is new! and its right beside the Singapore Islamic Hub.... Subhanallah, indeed, having a madrasah, the islamic hub and a mosque build side by side is a view and experience not to be missed. Alhamdulillah, the workshop went well, the students were very active, responsive and interesting. And they ask a lot of questions too..... i really hope that other schools and madrasahs will invite us soon! InsyaAllah July.... Al-Maarif Instituition........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4WWNuPLgI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cSRNV45MUME/s400/wanstage.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340730779004513794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Opening Of Workshop By Abg Wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4aGUwyCLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fOJe1D7agGQ/s400/NoohStage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340734904062838962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Speaker of Workshop Ustaz Nooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4aeCKobiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hHEnSvmhIIk/s400/audience.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340735311387848226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Al-Irsyad Students in SIH Auditorium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/930269501287582399-8098124988399565187?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/8098124988399565187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=8098124988399565187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8098124988399565187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8098124988399565187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/05/muslim-thinkers-roadshow-madrsah-al.html' title='Muslim Thinkers Roadshow @ Madrsah Al-Irsyad'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4b8AVvhgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/2lJsHJoiFZo/s72-c/wanshoulders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7602312913486691008</id><published>2009-05-27T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:26:17.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siglap Secondary Muslim Thinkers Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aminur and me has known each other for 12years already! We were schoolmates when we were in Secondary 3 in Upper Serangoon Secondary School. After the 'O' levels examination, each of us went on to other institutions for our tertiary level education. I went to Temasek Polytechnic and Aminur went to Tampines Junior College to pursue his 'A' levels education.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4RkOL7h5I/AAAAAAAAAjg/996sTQS8DDI/s320/WanMinur.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340725522089084818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Wan and Aminur (BFF)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, he's teaching in Siglap Secondary School and me working in En-Naeem Mosque. One day, we met, and wonder what can we do together that can benefit others in our community. So, an idea came and we decide, why not, Aminur organise an activity for his students to visit the mosque, and i together with my collegues in the mosque will organise a character building talk for them, in this case "Inculcating Thinking Culture and Muslim Thinkers" workshop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4SCatDx2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/eWPumF-F4Nw/s400/SIGLAPmodified.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siglap Secondary School Students&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7602312913486691008?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7602312913486691008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7602312913486691008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7602312913486691008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7602312913486691008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/05/siglap-secondary-muslim-thinkers.html' title='Siglap Secondary Muslim Thinkers Workshop'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh4RkOL7h5I/AAAAAAAAAjg/996sTQS8DDI/s72-c/WanMinur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1295491010950442275</id><published>2009-05-27T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:51:58.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Azam mentors celebrated Khai's and Firhan's birthday which happens to fall on the same day after Azam session on monday. They celebrated their birthday at 930pm and i came in only around 940pm (10mins late) after my training session. All of us shared some money to buy them white tees and had everyone to write birthday wishes to them on the shirts.......... I join in the fun by pouring cold water on their heads..... hahahaha, the boys later had the birthday cake cream smeared all over the birthday boys faces. hehahehahe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh36SxEP4zI/AAAAAAAAAjA/I3CZDcI3PwM/s320/S6303597.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340699933447021362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Birthday Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Khai and Firhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh36reDcazI/AAAAAAAAAjI/C8kK6p6u_cc/s320/S6303604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340700357840104242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wan and Haikal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh37SeuPfXI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wrNdyEWEjgo/s400/Azam1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340701028034510194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Azam Mentors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"The Naughty Me pouring cold water on Birthday Boys"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-1295491010950442275?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1295491010950442275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=1295491010950442275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1295491010950442275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1295491010950442275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/05/brthday-celebration.html' title='Brthday Celebration'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh36SxEP4zI/AAAAAAAAAjA/I3CZDcI3PwM/s72-c/S6303597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-5645587983861733675</id><published>2009-05-27T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:34:16.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NurIkhwan Mukhayyam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh3z2qhOIFI/AAAAAAAAAig/-62030DPKow/s400/NI1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340692853583388754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NurIkhwan Brothers and Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday, NurIkhwan (Temasek Poly) invited their Alumni Brothers and Sisters to join them for their 2D1N camp at Darul Gufran Mosque. The camp started around 5 pm. However i can only managed to come down at 11pm, after my gym training. I went to fetch Hazre before heading to the mosque. When we were there, we noticed that the brothers were already preparing to sleep as they were to wake up early at 3am for their long night walk to Istirghfar for Qiyammulail. Sorry guys, sorry for disturbing your sleep. hehe, however, we were given a warm welcome and everyone were told not to sleep first. We had a short 30-45mins sharing session before Hazre and me decides to take our leave as both of us got to work the very next day. I sure do feel proud that the organisation is still active under the leadership of the new committee members. Well Done! Keep up the good work. Despite the sleepy eyes and the late night calling us to sleep, we still managed to take some group pictures! hehehe&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh3zgB11WjI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/zAaycEf0slM/s320/Me%26Hazre1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340692464706869810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hazre &amp;amp; Wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh30vSQfsRI/AAAAAAAAAio/flzFbfz3FJI/s400/NIgals1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;NurIkhwan Sisters Posing Maut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The very next day, i managed to finish my work early.... so... i went to Pasir Ris park to meet them again for outdoor activities..... hehehe..... rindu gitu lor! We had so much fun together and learn many new things together too. Sharing stories and experience, playing games, put up a skit, had our jemaah prayer and had breakfast together. Been so long since i had such activities. Sure do feel old among the young brothers and sisters, but then, hey! i may be old but inside... i'm young and cute tau...*ehemz* hehehehe..... Thanks to all for making my day a wonderful one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh32ik8yVDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1uPhrVT9_rk/s400/NISMILE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340695807025894450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NurIkhwan Brothers WonderBoys Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh33I2RpliI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Y3bXa0r27S8/s400/scroll1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340696464511833634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Puzzle Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You Are the New Spirit that is Blowing into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Body of the Ummah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/930269501287582399-5645587983861733675?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5645587983861733675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=5645587983861733675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5645587983861733675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5645587983861733675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/05/nurikhwan-mukhayyam.html' title='NurIkhwan Mukhayyam'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Sh3z2qhOIFI/AAAAAAAAAig/-62030DPKow/s72-c/NI1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7546519608523850499</id><published>2009-05-18T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:54:26.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Ceremony, Where Everyone Meets :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At this age, most of your friends are bz, either preparing for their engagement (ehemz), bz preparing for their wedding, bz with work, bz with school and bz with so many things!!! So whats the best way to get all of them together again..... hmmmmm..... Friend's Wedding of coz!!! hahahahah, just last sunday, a friend Khairyah a.k.a Yaya got married and all of us were invited to come for her wedding ceremony in Eunos. Hehehehehehe.... well it is surely something that wouldn't miss.... surely not..... meeting up with old frens, joking and talking abt the past will just blow ur top off with all that jokes, blunders and memories of the nostalgic period. hehehe. Miss them so much. It was planned for everyone to meet up at 12noon, and yeah rite!! Muka korang! aiyo! some came at 1230 and some even came at 130pm!! No problem, so used to it already lor... heeheheh. So the guys took a picture together after so many years..... and yeah, i look s different in this pic. Mcm lebih.... ehemz.... *winks* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337366409066087650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ShIieHB8hOI/AAAAAAAAAho/hPo0tGZYS8U/s400/shohib.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yusri, Hazre, Hafiz and Ridzuan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338460389392867186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ShYFcJVBX3I/AAAAAAAAAiI/9fchJSXFGwk/s320/megals.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wan, Erlyna, Zawiyah, Nisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmmm, we parted around 2.30pm... after this, i wonder when are we going to meet again. May be it takes another wedding to gather us all together again. Anyone getting married soon? hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7546519608523850499?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7546519608523850499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7546519608523850499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7546519608523850499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7546519608523850499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-ceremony.html' title='Wedding Ceremony, Where Everyone Meets :)'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ShIieHB8hOI/AAAAAAAAAho/hPo0tGZYS8U/s72-c/shohib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1331566974445157937</id><published>2009-05-13T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:59:17.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muslim Thinkers aLIVE Workshop Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A superb and outstanding programme for all to rediscover and unveil the truth of ancient civilisation, discoveries and inventions. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats your purpose in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where u wana &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;..most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is,the real &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335518319865474530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SguRpKQrreI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3wd0dpERU2k/s400/aku%26dia_poster1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0KhQ03kd0U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0KhQ03kd0U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Aku &amp;amp; Dia: Permulaan Langkah Baru" is the first 'episode' of MHDS Youth's very own 'Aku &amp;amp; Dia Series'. Its a camp which puts participants in a drama-scene, related to modern day teen's trails and challenges, and help them to understand the meaning and purpose of life by using Islam, as their way of life, and a Muslim in their actions, thinking and character.&lt;br /&gt;There will be Skits, Band Performances, BBQ, self-reflection sessions, Motivation tips and talks, and many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;When is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 13-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Where is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp @ En-Naeem Mosque. However outdoor games include places around Hougang, Esplanade &amp;amp; Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Who can join?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teens 14-19 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to join?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Camp fees of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only! Registration forms and 'Things-to-bring' list available upon email request. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Submission of forms and payment could be done at En-Naeem Mosque (office hours) or Al Kaff Serangoon Mosque (Friday, between magrib-isyak). Any enquiries, feel free to email us at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:youth@mhds-sg.org"&gt;youth@mhds-sg.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or contact &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Abg Wan (93620341) &lt;/span&gt;/&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ustaz Hanafi (90534384)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*To my beloved Kewlness brothers and Kewlness sisters, those who want to be a fascillitator for the camp, please register with Ustaz Hanafi as soon as possible ok. Dont wait till the last minute. Appreciate your cooperation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-6583142633035953917?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6583142633035953917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=6583142633035953917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6583142633035953917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6583142633035953917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-dia-camp-collaboration.html' title='&quot;Aku &amp; Dia&quot; Camp Collaboration'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SguRpKQrreI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3wd0dpERU2k/s72-c/aku%26dia_poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7260354413309812262</id><published>2009-05-03T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:19:54.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A WEEK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another week had gone by, and it has been a week of mixed feelings for me, but the worst&lt;br /&gt;feeling of all was, depression. Nonetheless, life still has to go on. Though i may look happy, cheerful and all , but deep inside me, the blood that oozes out from the wound in my heart is still fresh and is currently in the state of recuperating. Everthing happens for a reason and i believe that something good wil come from all that is happening to me. I believe He knows what's best for me and in Him i have faith. For it is only with Allah's love that you, me and others were created. In reality the level of our understanding and appreciation of one another depends on how well we recognize the qualities and riches that each person possesses. Things that we once love and, InsyaAllah, will continue to love were also created by Him. May Allah forgive us all for our sins and guide us to the path leading to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah! Looking things on the brighter side, i'm now spending more time with my family, friends, kewlness brothers and kewlness sisters doing lots of activities together. They are just like the sea, washing all my worries and unhappiness away! Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last thursday, i went to the mosque at night to help out in the Nasi Ambeng Amal preparations and met up with Daeng. Been so long since i last met him. Surprisingly, other boys came, Salam, Sofyan, Muhammad, Iskandar, Khairul came too..... initially i thought of going back at 2 am, instead i went back at 4am. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home at 4am, slept till 630am, woke up for Subuh, then continue to sleep till 8am. Went back to the mosque at 830am to help the volunteers doing packing for Nasi Ambeng. Had a meeting with Aminur at 12noon in the mosque on certain project issues. Then i perform my Friday prayers before heading home at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 930pm, went over to Daeng's place to pick him and Salam up. The 3 of us are going FISHING!! Gosh, its been 3months! when i last went fishing...... hehehe, we stop by Changi Village to get our baits, tid-bits, drinks and some other fishing supplies. ;) We caught around 7 fish and 1 OCTOPUS! hehehe, that thing sure do surprise us! Octopus kerper! tak pernah pernah dapat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I promised to meet up with the Zahra girls for a meeting to discuss on certain issues regarding the organisations' direction, mission and vision statement, June holidays projects and such. We suppose to meet up at Hougang Mall at 1pm, but end up &lt;strong&gt;some&lt;/strong&gt; people had to come at 2.30pm and &lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt; last minute cant make it, busy packing some stuff at home! hahah! Never mind its ok, we'll meet again some other time ok. So its only the 4 of us, Ayu, Syaheerah, Dee and myself. I must say we had a good meeting, came out with a few things, and the girls will follow up from there. Next Time, korang pula belanja eh! hehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, rush back home to fetch mum, went marketing with her at Heartland Mall, before we head home at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone msg me the other night to ask me out for a breakfast and movie date. Well, i'm so sorry lah eh cant make it..... i ada kenduri lah. I know that its been like years since we last met kan! 3 years maybe! hehehehe, sure sure, i will meet you one of these days, btw its your treat ok, u promised! i will remember that! in actual fact u promised me 3 movies ok! i'm kind enough to bring it down to a meal and one movie. hehehehehe. Oklah, i belanja u satu fries ajerlah ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go...... Thats what i've been doing for the past week....... Huh? Where's the sad story? Nah...... Not going to tell you..... its pointless.... Just continue to pray for my well-being alright. Take Care everyone!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"At the very beginning, everything seemed as if it could last till the very end. However, sad to say, it should had actually ended at the very beginning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7260354413309812262?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7260354413309812262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7260354413309812262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7260354413309812262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7260354413309812262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-week.html' title='What A WEEK!'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1667269862746598566</id><published>2009-04-24T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T03:52:51.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Your Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGZuzlVpII/AAAAAAAAAfg/zqOnXjRi1RQ/s1600-h/MYS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328208863555855490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGZuzlVpII/AAAAAAAAAfg/zqOnXjRi1RQ/s320/MYS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGZQOTUaHI/AAAAAAAAAfY/evIwXhRlRDU/s1600-h/S6303498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328208338152089714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGZQOTUaHI/AAAAAAAAAfY/evIwXhRlRDU/s320/S6303498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week, AzZahra and AlFataa organised an event called "Mind Your Soul" for students that will be taking their mid-year examination soon. Participants were taught the different methodologies of effective learning and how they can change their mindset towards learning, studying and examinations. Understanding knowledge, knowlegde seeking from a religious perspective and its role in our purpose in life are the topics covered in this event. Participants will get to sit and listen to a motivational talk by one of our brothers, watch a movie "The Message", self-reflection, qiyammulail and tazkirah session. I would like to personally thank my dear sisters and brothers from the youth group, my friends Ustaz Hanafi, Ustaz Md Noor and Ustazah Zuwainah for making this event a success. InsyaAllah, lets have it again somewhere in June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328204938617307314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGWKWDEQLI/AAAAAAAAAew/idkT96KSbyA/s320/S6303447.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wan, Noor, Syah &amp;amp; Hanafi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328206013882187394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGXI7uMPoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/74xFlkAaPak/s320/S6303449.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinner Time! Chicken Rice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, can you still remember the 25 prophet names in RAM when asked? Test yourself alright. Dont forget to LUREC, TYT, Culling, Mind-Mapping, Acronyms and such ok!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of Mind Your Soul, my beloved brothers and sisters?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328206628501815890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGXstW7glI/AAAAAAAAAfA/EiIC09YDby4/s320/S6303503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328207339775693330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGYWHD1khI/AAAAAAAAAfI/0ExdOtZ03Z0/s320/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328207884385082546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGY1z41XLI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4LbKQEBqJxA/s320/S6303491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-1667269862746598566?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1667269862746598566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=1667269862746598566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1667269862746598566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1667269862746598566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/mind-your-soul.html' title='Mind Your Soul'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfGZuzlVpII/AAAAAAAAAfg/zqOnXjRi1RQ/s72-c/MYS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-6991522659870149889</id><published>2009-04-23T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:25:36.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bamboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One day I decided to quit...I quit my job, my relationship, my Spirituality...I wanted to quit my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to the woods to have one last talk with God. God, I said. Can you give me one good reason not to quit His answer surprised me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Look around, God said. Do you see the fern and the bamboo? Yes, I replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328083560969785186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfEnxPEzz2I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/cAN6DSk0VtE/s320/Bamboo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But I did not quit on the bamboo. In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, in the third year there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit. In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God said, and then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had spent the five years growing roots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said to me, did you know, my creation, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots. I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't compare yourself to others. God said, the bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet they both make the forest beautiful. Your time will come, God said to me. You will rise high.&lt;br /&gt;I left the forest and bring back this story. I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you. God will never give up on you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: In life never lose hope and never give up or quit in life and Success will come to you later in life.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"I believe that most of us had gone through some hurdles in our life, at times, it brings us down so low that to rise again seems so impossible. God's reminders can come to us in different forms, its really up to us if we ever realise it or not. It is always about diverting our focus from the creations to the Creator Himself. Be constantly reminded of our purpose in life. Sometimes, we forget and sometimes we ignore, only when we are hit by a test then we remember. Ignorance is like a veil drawn over the face of things. The unfortunate ones who cannot remove this veil, will never be able to penetrate into the truths of creation. The greatest ignorance is unawareness of God and if it is combined with arrogance , it becomes a kind of insanity impossible to cure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-6991522659870149889?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6991522659870149889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=6991522659870149889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6991522659870149889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6991522659870149889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/bamboo.html' title='Bamboo'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SfEnxPEzz2I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/cAN6DSk0VtE/s72-c/Bamboo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-8591008492827309799</id><published>2009-04-16T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:41:20.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa Seorang Kekasih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SegHWc2THvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UvF7HPiCyUk/s1600-h/Dua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325514641648066290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SegHWc2THvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UvF7HPiCyUk/s200/Dua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Tuhan, seandainya telah Kau catatkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dia milikku, tercipta untuk diriku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Satukanlah hatinya dengan hatiku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Titipkanlah kebahagiaan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya Allah, ku mohon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apa yang telah Kau takdirkan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ku harap dia adalah yang terbaik buatku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kerana Engkau tahu segala isi hatiku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelihara daku dari kemurkaanMu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya Tuhanku, yang Maha Pemurah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beri kekuatan jua harapan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Membina diri yang lesu tak bermaya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Semaikan setulus kasih di jiwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325515437244650962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SegIEwrTldI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XFfWEAC_Ouw/s200/wan.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ku pasrah kepadaMu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kurniakanlah aku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pasangan yang beriman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bisa menemani aku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Supaya ku dan dia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dapat melayar bahtera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ke muara cinta yang Engkau redhai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya Tuhanku, yang Maha Pengasih &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Engkau sahaja pemeliharaku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dengarkan rintihan hambaMu ini &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jangan Engkau biarkan ku sendiri &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agarku bisa bahagia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walau tanpa bersamanya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gantikanlah yang hilang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tumbuhkan yang telah patah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ku inginkan bahagia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Di dunia dan akhirat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PadaMu Tuhan ku mohon segala&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/930269501287582399-8591008492827309799?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/8591008492827309799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=8591008492827309799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8591008492827309799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8591008492827309799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/doa-seorang-kekasih.html' title='Doa Seorang Kekasih'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SegHWc2THvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UvF7HPiCyUk/s72-c/Dua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-3240947325802197785</id><published>2009-04-16T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:41:55.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a wonderful time with my dear brothers and sisters from the mosque youth wing, when we attended a talk on Quran and Science at Sultan Mosque 3 weeks ago. The outing turns out to be a bonding session for us all, and yeah, Alhamdulillah, we bonded well and at the same time, increasing our knowledge about Islam. We had our lunch at Raffles Hospital Banquet, and there’s where story sharing everything started. We shared some stories during lunch until it was my turn to tell some story. Jamaliah sitting in front of me suddenly raise a suggestion, “Wan why don’t you share with us about the book that you read?” Then Ayu said “Yeah you mentioned you want to share something about “Love”?” Yeah, and so I did share something about the book entitled “Love and Tolerance” by Fethullah Gulen, a famous and well known spiritual teacher in Turkey. Everyone had their eyes glued on me, and was listening carefully to every word that I said. Who doesn’t, its about love, an interesting topic that I guess everyone would like to talk about. Alhamdulillah. It was my pleasure to share everything that I know to my brothers and sisters. Surprisingly a few days after that, Syaheerah came up to me and asked something that caught me with surprise. She asked “Abg Wan, I can see your eyes glittering as u were telling us the story the other day, its as if you were saying those things to someone, someone special…, kan?” Hmmm….. yeah you got that right dear sis. InsyaAllah…. May Allah guide us all towards the right path…. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To that special person, wherever you may be, i would like to say thank you for everything. May Allah guides us both towards His pleasure and paradise. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hear goes, I’m sharing what I’ve read so far. The book really changes my perspective of love onto another level of understanding. It’s a good book, and I strongly recommend it to everyone, the language is simple yet its meaning is deep. Many people that I’ve talked to and ask about love have different understanding towards love, for sure, none of their answers and opinions about love is wrong. Everyone knows that “love” is something so positive and so pure that it can bring people together in harmony and create the happiness that each of us yearns for. However, does our understanding and definition of love is like those been defined in Hollywood love movies, Bollywood movies, is our love just for world ornaments that will eventually fades, is love so small that it is confined to just that. No! It’s huge! The definition is huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the most essential element of every being, and it is the most radiant light, and it is the greatest power, able to resist and overcome all else. It is with His love that we are created and it is because of His love that everything is created. It is impossible for souls without love to be elevated to the horizon of human perfection. Even if someone were to live for hundreds and thousands of years, without it, they could not advance on the path to perfection. Those who are deprived of love, as they are caught and entangled in the nets of selfishness, are unable to love anybody else and die unaware of the love that is deeply instilled in the very being of existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at things from a different perspective, with different thoughts and you’ll soon realize His love being instilled in every creation there is. There are impressions of love on the face of the sun, water evaporates, rising towards those impressions, and after it has been condensed in drops high above, the drops fall joyfully onto the earth on wings of love. Then thousands of flowers burst through with love, offering smiles to the surroundings. Dew drops on leaves glitter with love and twinkle with amusement. Sheep and lambs bleat and skip about with love, and birds and chicks chirp with love and form choruses of love. Never did I realise all this things, and appreciate nature like I use to now, after reading the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most direct way to the hearts of people is the way of love, the way of the Prophets. Those who follow are rarely rejected; even if they are rejected by a few, they are welcomes by thousands. Once they are welcomed thru love, nothing can prevent them from attaining their ultimate goal, God’s pleasure. After all that’s exactly our purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How happy and prosperous are those who follow the guidance of love. How unfortunate, on the other, are those who lead the life of “the deaf and dumb”, unaware of the innate love deep in their souls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is an elixir, human lives with love, is made happy by love and makes those around him or her happy with love. In the vocabulary of humanity, love is life; we feel and sense each other with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Almighty has not created a stronger relation than love, this chain that binds humans to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this over-populated world, where evil is everywhere, if there is something that has been left untouched and clean, that is love, among all the fading ornaments of this life, if there is beauty that has preserved it magnificence and charm without fading, that is also love. There is nothing more real and more lasting than love in any nation or society in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Lord did not love creation, there would be neither moons, nor suns nor stars. There wouldn’t be me and you. Did we realise that? The heavens are all the poems of love, with the Earth being the rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to this very moment, only those who are immersed in hatred, wrath and enmity plan to resist and struggle against love. Ironically, the only cure that will calm these brutal souls is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The messengers and prophets extinguished the fires of hatred and jealousy kindled by the pharaohs, the nimrods and other tyrannous king, they used nothing but love. Love is a remedy to all kinds of heart sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our interest in our environment and our love for humankind- that is, our ability to embrace creation – depends on knowing and understanding our own essence, our ability to discover ourselves, and to feel a connection with our Creator. In parallel with the ability to discover and feel our inner depths and hidden potential within our essence, we will also be able to appreciate that others also possess the same potential. Moreover because these inner values are directly related to the Creator, and because a respect for the riches that are hidden in every creature is nurtured, we will start to see every living thing from a different perspective and in a different manner. In reality the level of our understanding and appreciation of one another depends on how well we recognize the qualities and riches that each person possesses. We can summarize this concept with a thought based on a saying of the Prophet Muhammad s.a.w, peace and blessings be upon him, “A believer is the mirror of another believer.” Or if we were to enlarge on this saying, “a human is a mirror of another human.” If we are able to succeed in doing this, as well as being able to understand and appreciate the riches hidden within every person, we will also understand how to relate these riches to their true Owner, and thus we will accept that anything in this universe that is beautiful, affectionate, or loving belongs to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our present culture, it is not easy to witness such deep understanding of these humane feelings and values. Islamic thought sees each of us as a different manifestation of a unique ore, as different aspects of one reality. Indeed, the people who have gathered around common points, such as the Oneness of God, the Prophet, and the religion resemble the limbs of body. The hand does not need to compete with the foot, the tongue does not criticize the lips, the eye does not see the mistakes of the ears, the heart does not struggle with the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only everyone could understand this deep meaning and essence that lies deep in every soul, there will be peace. May Allah guide us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave you all in Allah's Love and Care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-3240947325802197785?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3240947325802197785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=3240947325802197785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3240947325802197785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3240947325802197785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/understanding-love.html' title='Understanding Love'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-6908075864160920248</id><published>2009-04-07T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T03:46:04.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday proves to be the greatest challenge throughout my workout regime. I was panting like a thirsty horse, my heart was beating so fast that my eyes started to see stars going around and around my head. Phew! Never, never had i curse anyone for so long till yesterday. I was swearing and cursing my trainer when he continuously pushed me to my limits. Oh my! So sorry bro, u know me well, i'm not that kind of person. hehehe, sorrieeeeee....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321893792717711602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdsqNTdLqPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qrAw6WEiAIA/s400/DSC00135_picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was tiring, sometimes i cried of exhaustion, hehehe, sometimes i felt like giving up.... hmmm... but my trainer always said this to me, "Wan, no pain, no gain...... You will thank me one day...." Look like i got to endure this and keep my spirits high! Hmmmm.... 5 months to GO! 1......2.......3.....4..... doing push-ups..... excuse me......... chioaz.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-6908075864160920248?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6908075864160920248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=6908075864160920248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6908075864160920248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6908075864160920248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/workout-madness.html' title='Workout Madness'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdsqNTdLqPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qrAw6WEiAIA/s72-c/DSC00135_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7274463162205857351</id><published>2009-04-02T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:20:09.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Catering Services</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdTTX2vHmMI/AAAAAAAAAco/6WhO1B2pcCc/s1600-h/wanmasak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320109466614995138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdTTX2vHmMI/AAAAAAAAAco/6WhO1B2pcCc/s320/wanmasak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Saturday and Sunday proves to be the most tiring weekend ever. I've been in wedding catering all over Singapore for the past 7 years, together with my family, uncles, aunties and cousins, but nothing beats what we went thru last weekend in Jurong. Its is estimated that 1000 people will come, but in the end, nearly 1400 came and for that all of us were caught off guard and had to rush here and there to cook extra food for the unexpected guests. The owner had forgotten to add in the number of guests after she had printed additional invitation cards for 400 more guests. Goodness. However, everything went alright, everyone is happy and the wedding ceremony went well. Looking forward to this June, where we were called to cook for my mum's friend at Buangkok Village. A chance not to be missed! hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320112136924976066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdTVzSaoU8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/RY9BcSg-JdA/s400/cooks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320112351327962338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdTV_xISROI/AAAAAAAAAdA/A4iUiPJ9Fls/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320112668948776242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdTWSQW_RTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/2nwLhm2FVVI/s320/dapurteam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320113059053927554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdTWo9nTfII/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4Rx3djJwLlQ/s400/groupphoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320113506169815522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdTXC_QCgeI/AAAAAAAAAdY/CEtjNMZX6RM/s320/ladies.jpg" border="0" /&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/930269501287582399-7274463162205857351?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7274463162205857351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7274463162205857351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7274463162205857351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7274463162205857351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-catering-services.html' title='Wedding Catering Services'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SdTTX2vHmMI/AAAAAAAAAco/6WhO1B2pcCc/s72-c/wanmasak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7106190022455983946</id><published>2009-03-26T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:34:20.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Sister's 22nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScutgZvPmeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/8BdIATelai4/s1600-h/candidpicnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317534557217462754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScutgZvPmeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/8BdIATelai4/s320/candidpicnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Candid Picture of Siblings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After such a very long time, finally i got some time to go out wif my mum and sis. Today marks my sister's 22nd birthday. Hmmm dah tua pun..... Take good care of yourself, and be happy always. Since it was my off day today, we went out for lunch at Sakura Buffet Downtown East. Here goes...... Niat nak belanja... Mak bayarkan pula...... nilah dikatakan rezki.... ehehhehehehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317534991496270386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Scut5rjYUjI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/rTfNBU1PAOU/s320/momsispicnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535303225770690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScuuL01fAsI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8UDBGB59ao4/s320/Heart_picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man with a big heart and pink health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/930269501287582399-7106190022455983946?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7106190022455983946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7106190022455983946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7106190022455983946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7106190022455983946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dear-sisters-22nd-birthday.html' title='My Dear Sister&apos;s 22nd Birthday'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScutgZvPmeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/8BdIATelai4/s72-c/candidpicnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1646030708091175231</id><published>2009-03-26T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:05:13.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Camp 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScuCwU5_TBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/LVOiapK9TkU/s1600-h/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317487551798266898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScuCwU5_TBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/LVOiapK9TkU/s320/blog1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YOUTH CAMP 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after long hours of picture editing, i can now update my blog about the Youth Camp i went last weekend. Despite the last minute planning and organising of the project, i must say, the project team did a wonderful job and you deserve a round of applause. It just shows that, no one works alone, we do things together, if we fail we fail together, if we succeed, we succeed together. Thats the spirit of brotherhood and teamwork. Not forgetting! What is a camp without its participants! its Kewl and energetic participants! (someone must be saying 'duh') You guys simply completes everything about the camp and made my experience throughout the 3D2N a memorable one. What can i say about the camp? The camp was simple yet interesting, lots of surprises to some, unpredictable, lots of knowledge gained, lots of sharing, teamwork, coordination and last but not least, FUN! Loads of it! Enough said, let the pictures do the story telling alright....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please take note that there's over 300 pictures in total craziness , just select the best few here, if you want to see more, its in my Facebook Account! kewlness.......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317487752613955106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScuC8BALhiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/7MIeCYUfcuo/s320/trio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 3 guys that is responsible for the ups and downs of the camp.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ustaz Hanafi, Brother Ridzuan &amp;amp; Ustaz Md Noor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ustaz Hanafi is the Youth Development Officer the main i/c of the camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations Bros!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i heard someone calling us Eviiiiillllll)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317489117933059554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScuELfNnveI/AAAAAAAAAbo/82WfBHMsxSA/s400/gguys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Styleness Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(brothers from Azam, Al-Fataa and mosque staffs, all together as one) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anwar: &lt;/strong&gt;Very cheerful and jovial guy, a gr8 listener and give good advice too, bro if its the good things that you are doing in your life, go ahead and do it, dont get obstructed by other people's criticsm. i believe u can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fadhil: &lt;/strong&gt;Very observant, very friendly and outgoing personality. More things coming to you in future, be strong mentally.... i believe you can achieve great heights in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firhan: &lt;/strong&gt;I see potential of a great leader in you. be focused.... u'll have a bright future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haikal: &lt;/strong&gt;Very sporty, very lively, smile a lot too........ gr8 person to hang out wif....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairul: &lt;/strong&gt;Bro, u are mysterious, your smile tells a thousand unknown stories.... hehehe, you are a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azhar: &lt;/strong&gt;Love to laugh, love to tease... open yourself to what may come to you, NS life, wud be an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamsani:&lt;/strong&gt; "Muhammad saya Kamsani" are u confused? split personality? hehehe. Kam, gr8 guy, very polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shazwan:&lt;/strong&gt; The cool guy, relax ajer, man of principles i must say.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiz:&lt;/strong&gt; Bro relax and take a breather, dont grow up to fast, take one step at a time.... see, listen and learn. funny guy and cheers everyone around him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shahrul:&lt;/strong&gt; Hehehe, despite you age, Alhamdulillah you can blend in well with us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ridhwan:&lt;/strong&gt; Tell me if you have completed writing your nasyid song alright. Gr8 potential too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My advise before we meet again:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guys, we have great responsibilities in this life:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1) To ourself 2) To our family and in-laws(when married) 3) To the community&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Therefore, in whatever things that you do in future, remind yourself of this responsibilities and work towards it, and always be reminded of our true purpose in life. Be reminded of our purpose being vicegerents in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are social creatures by nature, always in need of friends and companions. Most of our lives depend on interaction with others. Strong individuals are the core of a strong community, something that we Muslims should always strive for. So it’s important for these strong individuals to remain strong and united hoping in return others would follow their footsteps and be strong as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an authentic Hadith, Prophet Muhammas (pbuh) said: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Man is influenced by the faith of his friends. Therefore, be careful of whom you associate with."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, i'm glad we've met, till we meet again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317490655752019586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScuFlACO3oI/AAAAAAAAAb4/YNbQflPoiVU/s400/ggurls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kewlness Sisters&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sisters from Az-Zahra, madrasah and mosque staff, all together as one) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hidayah (Hid):&lt;/strong&gt; Kewlness girl always, keep on smiling, be strong and wise, you'll be a great leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diana (Dee):&lt;/strong&gt; I will remember you as a makcik kampung, with your cheerfullness and all. Keep it going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, dont cry over the X&amp;amp;Y game, i believe you learnt a lot from this camp. U are a bright girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syahira:&lt;/strong&gt; Smiling all the time, good, keep that sunnah going always, you are cool.. a good listener..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sakinah(Keen):&lt;/strong&gt; Hope u have recovered; (sakitkan?), very nice and cheerful, pity that you are down with flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haziqah:&lt;/strong&gt; You are quiet, reserve, but i believe there's more in u that we'll soon find out. Nice and petite girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hirdaayu (Ayu):&lt;/strong&gt; I will remember you with that batik pants, very traditional! hehe A very good fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, all i wanna say to u gals..... believe in yourself... and you'll soon find that potential in you. Each of you have your own speciality or capabilities that only you'll soon find out. However, this x-factor that each of you has, make full use of it, for yourself and to others. Rememeber, no one walks alone, we need each other to support us, remind us and do great things together. InsyaAllah........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, i'm glad we've met, till we meet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317491473067165794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScuGUkxWSGI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ouHCw5XDR38/s400/faces.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People with funny faces (cute as usual *ehemz*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We went through so many activities throughout the camp, FEAR, X&amp;amp;Y Game, VolleyWaterBomb, NightWalk, BBQ, Party Games, Life Stories sharing session, we had our solat tahhajjud, solat hajat and solat tasbih together. All in all i must say its a complete camp which covers everything from physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. The participant had their hands on preparing their own breakfast and lunch, using mess tin and solid fuels. Alhamdulillah, all thanks to the Almighty for making this camp a success. Thanks to everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Forget me not in you Duas......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In another Hadith, Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) said: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"The example of a good companion and a bad companion is like that of the seller of musk, and the one who blows the blacksmith's bellows. So as for the seller of musk then either he will grant you some, or you buy some from him, or at least you enjoy a pleasant smell from him. As for the one who blows the blacksmith's bellows then either he will burn your clothes or you will get an offensive smell from him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-1646030708091175231?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1646030708091175231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=1646030708091175231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1646030708091175231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1646030708091175231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/03/youth-camp-2009.html' title='Youth Camp 2009'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/ScuCwU5_TBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/LVOiapK9TkU/s72-c/blog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-6258826987380104364</id><published>2009-03-25T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:51:39.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have i been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of you might be wondering, where have i been, what happened to me, whats wrong.... Well friends, let me apologise for not updating my blog after such a long time.... i'm still around, wandering around and been doing lots of thinking and such....... Dont worry, Alhamdulillah i'm fine now, thanks for your concerns, dua and advice......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Happened?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317044399119403762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Scnvtch-CvI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0pIAUHEwKm0/s320/Lonely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shadows and dark clouds have been covering my mind this few months that again I find myself lost in a sea of uncertainties and confusion. Yes I admit that I’m not being myself this few months, I am feeling down, lots of things going on in my mind and I just need some time to sort things out. For those who have felt the coldness treatment from me, I’m so sorry. It wasn’t intentional. I kept asking where I have gone wrong… After all the things we’ve gone thru, it’s sad to see that things has to be this way. Things are hanging on a burning rope, and for now, it is still burning, and I hope something or someone can come and help to put off the fire. Alhamdulillah, with help and dua from my family and friends I felt better now. Though things still seem unsettled and unsure, I’m still holding on strong as I believe that something good will come from all this tribulations. I will wait and continue praying and hope things will turn out well for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on a brighter side, I’m now very tight on my schedule, keeping myself busy and occupied I guess. J On every Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays night, I’ll be busy working out in the gym for 1.5hours, yes you heard me alright, I’ve been keeping it low all this while, only a few knew about this. I’ve paid for a Physical Instructor service, who is also my secondary school mate, and he will be guiding me towards getting my ideal weight for the next 5 months. Believe it or not, I’ve lost 11kg in just 5 weeks! Absolute Kewlness!! I’m into my 6th week now, 24 weeks in total. Most of my colleagues at work notice the change in me, even though I don’t realize it myself, probably its becoz I still look big. Hehehe. No matter what, I believe I’ll be able to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it’s torturing, yes my whole body is aching, and yes I cried at times, I’m just too tired and I did faint once. Why am I doing this? There’s 3 reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st:For me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2nd:Allah knows who &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3rd:For my own future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really hope i can go through this coming 5 months......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-6258826987380104364?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6258826987380104364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=6258826987380104364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6258826987380104364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6258826987380104364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have i been?'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/Scnvtch-CvI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0pIAUHEwKm0/s72-c/Lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2443073930279133280</id><published>2008-12-02T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:01:34.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th Anniversary Charity Dinner was a SUCCESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STXTE11geRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MqU5sZmeLws/s1600-h/anniversarysmall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275354618658846994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STXTE11geRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MqU5sZmeLws/s400/anniversarysmall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What a day it has been for all of us here in En-Naeem Mosque when our MEGA project of the year hit a huge success with people congratulating and giving positive comments abt the whole event. It takes loads of hardwork, perseverence, determination, patience to organise such an event. It is indeed a challenge for me having to plan everything which includes marketing, publicity, hunting for sponsorships, meetings after meetings, its administration... etc etc. However, i must admit that i wont be able to do all this alone. I shall mention their name later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275491339117978242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STZPbBPG4oI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/35T5-LmmSvQ/s400/4in1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before the dinner starts @ 8pm, all of us were busy with rehearsals,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sound checks, mic checks, lighting checks, all check, then we can&lt;br /&gt;play around not much, just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275355381998756226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STXTxRf7IYI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Wja0IzlRyVI/s320/IMG_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 2 man that made everything possible, Encik Mutaliff and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(we worked hard for this)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275353734590363362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STXSRYbJ9uI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/78BWTmsKFyc/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Venus Ballroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;En-Naeem Mosque was chosen by MUIS to be the centre for Muslim Thinkers in year 2007. Lots of things has taken place in the mosque to further educate and creating awareness among public of the great inventions and discoveries that our fellow muslim thinkers had achieved thousand of years before, during the time when europeans historian called it as the 'Dark Ages'. So during last Sunday's 25th Anniversary Charity Dinner, we launched our Muslim Thinkers products and introduce to nearly 500 guest what's Muslim Thinkers is all about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275355021998835362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STXTcUZQRqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/QImenzK7Qxg/s400/4in1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275355557369299122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STXT7ezhQLI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1bg8tmtYTRk/s400/4in1a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275509910594019554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STZgUBYCYOI/AAAAAAAAAao/FIdnC6s1wcA/s320/DSCF1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mum, Dad and Sis came to show their support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275514519717666274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STZkgTsv3eI/AAAAAAAAAaw/LtWW5oDQyVU/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Muhammad, E.Mutaliff, E.Ismail and Ridzuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As you can see, this project is a huge project, with huge hopes, with huge budget, with huge objectives, simply said, everything abt this project is HUGE! that includes me too. heheheh. The charity project went well, with performances from Bukit Panjang Government High School, Alias Kadir, Suhaimi Yusoff, Zubir Abdullah and the wonderful En-Naeem Mosque corporate video done by Jannah Entertaiment sure leave a smile on everyone who came that evening. Our G.O.H was Mr Zainul Abidin Rasheed, Senior Minister of State for Foreign Affairs &amp;amp; Mayor Northeast CDC, distinguished guest from MUIS, Kovan CC and all previous chairmans of the mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275493717236979490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STZRlca3FyI/AAAAAAAAAag/mGWMd9UDhog/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not forgetting my performance with Mr Zubir Abdullah singing "Teman". It was a great honour for me to be able to sing with a professional singer like him on stage. Thanks to everyone for their support. hehehehhe, sweating all over...... The song which means "Friends" was a tribute to all those who had left us all who had shown their commitment, sacrifice and many things that they had done for the benefit of the community and the mosque. May Allah bless their souls.... Al-Fateha........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275493052233186962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STZQ-vFmfpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0U-XW1DITvo/s320/DSCF1909.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zubir Abdullah and me on stage singing "Teman"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="337" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b4b9518886fbfea2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4b9518886fbfea2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331971410%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D4D579D2A4769756EBB2287D8BF80E1D06F2918.64A5DBAF9B729A3233057545344FB26F26BC5BCE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4b9518886fbfea2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaJ3xvdLWAHL9xXVdRpkouFh-ZAQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="337" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4b9518886fbfea2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331971410%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D4D579D2A4769756EBB2287D8BF80E1D06F2918.64A5DBAF9B729A3233057545344FB26F26BC5BCE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4b9518886fbfea2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaJ3xvdLWAHL9xXVdRpkouFh-ZAQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lastly, i would like to extend my sincere thanks to these people who has made all this possible. They are, Mr Mutaliff, Mr Ismail, Mr Anis, Ust Muhamad, Ust Qusairy, Ustz Zuwainah, Bro Ramdan, Bro Anwar, Bro Rahim, Bro Syafiq, Ustz Rayyan, Ustz Sakinah, Teacher Suhana, Teacher Sanifah, Ustz Karmilah, Ustz Sulastri, Kak Maria, Cik Sapiah, every MMB, staff and volunteers of En-Naeem Mosque, May Allah bless us all. Let us all continue our support for En-Naeem Mosque, Ameen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*To that special person, thank you for being there for me, motivating me and giving me the strength all this while. May Allah keep us under His Love, Care and Concern always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-2443073930279133280?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b4b9518886fbfea2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2443073930279133280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2443073930279133280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2443073930279133280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2443073930279133280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/12/25th-anniversary-charity-dinner-was.html' title='25th Anniversary Charity Dinner was a SUCCESS!'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/STXTE11geRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MqU5sZmeLws/s72-c/anniversarysmall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2509471373711175346</id><published>2008-11-24T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:31:50.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UnderWater World trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SSrLaWUHqjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/v-ynCgWp2C8/s1600-h/P1000379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272249967317592626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SSrLaWUHqjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/v-ynCgWp2C8/s320/P1000379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muhammad, Ameera, Hisham, Nadira, Hajar and myself went for trip to Sentosa Island and headed towards the Underwater World. All of us met up at the Harbourfront MRT control station at 10am before going up to VivoCity level 3 to buy tickets for the monorail to Sentosa Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272250504431335074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SSrL5nOA9qI/AAAAAAAAAY4/-wrUu3hOhdI/s320/P1000425.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hisham, Muhammad and myself have known each other for 2 years already when all of us were working together in En-Naeem Mosque. Muhammad is the Islamic Thinkers Programme Excutive, Hisham the Youth Development officer and me, the Operations Manager. It was a memorable, fun and exiting period for us getting to work together as a project team. Hisham left the mosque this year September for another mosque. Muhammad will soon leave the mosque too for a job position in MFA. Best of luck my dear friends in your future endeavours. For sure, we'll meet again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272251253922047890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SSrMlPShp5I/AAAAAAAAAZA/Y4kFyhNkGZk/s320/S6301804.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;So the 6 of us had our breakfast in Delifrance, before entering the UnderWater World. We had so much fun together, camwhoring, having fun at the touch pool, learning, viewing, laughing and teasing one another. After 2 hours, we headed towards the Dolphin Lagoon to see the lovely dolphin show. We headed back to mainland, had our Zuhur prayers @ Temenggong Mosque, Hisham and Nadira went back earlier, Muhammad, Ameera, Hajar and me went to had our lunch @ Secrets Recipe before going home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272251787009563010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SSrNERMfmYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/5B7Chstuf9U/s320/S6301833.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks everyone for the trip. Well, like Hisham was suggesting, lets have another trip before Muhammad and Ameera leave Riyadh next year March. Picnic maybe?????&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/930269501287582399-2509471373711175346?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2509471373711175346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2509471373711175346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2509471373711175346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2509471373711175346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/11/underwater-world-trip.html' title='UnderWater World trip'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SSrLaWUHqjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/v-ynCgWp2C8/s72-c/P1000379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2943810202209673635</id><published>2008-11-24T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:21:54.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm now 26 :)</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone.... How's everyone been doing? Good? Well guys, on 12th November 2008, i've celebrated my 26th birthday and my age now is 26 years old. Wow, time really flies fast nowadays. Most of my best buddies are already married. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, there's nothing much i wanna say abt my birthday, thanks to those who stay up till midnight to be among the first to wish me. Tak bnyk orang pun yang wish...... Special thanks to my family, for all the gifts, shoes, cake, dinner............ Thanks to my friends........ and thanks to those who wish me a happy belated birthday, thank, thank ,thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest thanks to you, for the lovely wallet. But i guess, the best birthday gift i got this year, was a special birthday card from her. I'm touched by your words. May Allah bless us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-2943810202209673635?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2943810202209673635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2943810202209673635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2943810202209673635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2943810202209673635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-now-26.html' title='I&apos;m now 26 :)'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-566655157927914500</id><published>2008-11-07T15:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:14:49.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SRTiuU2tWII/AAAAAAAAAYg/IcR6GOEK8no/s1600-h/blog+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266083149802985602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SRTiuU2tWII/AAAAAAAAAYg/IcR6GOEK8no/s200/blog+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just last Thursday, Encik Mutaliff, Kak Mas, Muhammad, Ameera, Zuwainah, Juliana, Daeng, the two kids, Ashraf, Aisyah and myself went for a farewell dinner @ Seoul Garden in Tampines Mall. The farewell dinner was for Muhammad, Hisham and Juliana, just that, someone SOMEONE cant make it last minute, so disappointing!! Nonetheless all of us had so much fun, cooking, eating, chit-chatting, joking around, camwhoring....... Btw thanks to Encik Mutaliff for treating us to the dinner last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SRThJUPFagI/AAAAAAAAAYI/TTRQYSr8b5E/s1600-h/blog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SRTi1-L4FEI/AAAAAAAAAYo/CKjPi1cCuHM/s1600-h/blog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266083281156707394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SRTi1-L4FEI/AAAAAAAAAYo/CKjPi1cCuHM/s200/blog+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Muhammad is going to be transferred to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs this coming 1st December for his 2 1/2months training before going to Riyadh for his 3years 3 month attachment. Hmm, bro, get me all the rich and famous people contacts alright. Ameera, look after your husband well, he's crazy at times. hheehehehehe. JOKING! Btw, All the best bro, i'm sure going to miss you and your jokes in the office. Well dont forget your promise alright!! SKYPE me ok!!hehehe.&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;Hisham! He is now the imam executive of Al-Mukminin Mosque in Jurong. He started working there on the first day of Ramadan this year. All of us miss you here bro. So how's things? Getting any taller? hehehe, JOKING! Well, people say, when we got to go, we got to go, right! Hehehe, thanks for still keeping in touch with us all. Anytime, you need help,a call me ok!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hisham and Muhammad are my project teamates, so for nearly 1year 8months we worked hard, together in many projects. Going through all the hard times, good times together, sure do bring us closer to one another. I'm going to miss both of you very mcuh. Wonder how am i going to go on in this office without you guys... hmmm. May Allah bless this bond among us to be forever strong and full of wonderful memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULIANA!!! hhehe, she's someone i cherish so much that its hard for me to accept the fact that she's leaving for a better career opportunity. hehehe. Still can remember the day when she handed me her resignation letter, :) its a very very sad story :'[ hehehe, Am i right Ju?. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Readers dont get the wrong idea alright!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Juliana is my personal assistant. Anything from my contacts, meetings, letters, files, appointments to important documents, she knows it better than anyone else. The first three weeks after she left was hard for me. Gotto do all things alone. Now, i finally got a new personal assistant, her name is Ain. Take some time for me to train her before she can reach Ju's standard. Well, nonetheless, i'm happy for you Ju, be happy always at your new workplace alright. Friends will forever be friends. Daeng! jaga Ju baik-baik ah! hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, to Muhammad, Hisham and Ju, no matter where you are, if anything happens to any of you, that you got no one else to turn to, please remember this cute friend of yours exist! I'll always be around when you need me alright. Though i may not be beside you physically, will always be with you spiritually and you'll always be in my Dua, InsyaAllah. May Allah forever shower all of you with His Love, Care and Concern. Ameen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cd&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266082450160194402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SRTiFme3k2I/AAAAAAAAAYY/-BMFcMQF0qs/s400/Compilation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-566655157927914500?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/566655157927914500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=566655157927914500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/566655157927914500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/566655157927914500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/11/farewell-dinner.html' title='Farewell Dinner'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SRTiuU2tWII/AAAAAAAAAYg/IcR6GOEK8no/s72-c/blog+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2020014258354159202</id><published>2008-10-28T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:28:13.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepa Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was Deepavali and it was a public holiday. Happy Deepavali to all my Hindu Friends!While the indians are celebrating their Deepavali, the malays too take advantage of the public holiday to go Hari Raya visits to those homes they that they can't make it before. So yesterday was kind of hectic for me, but at the same time, i am very very happy. To that person, i must say thank you very much, you've made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 11 am, my family and i went over to my aunt's house in Bukit Batok for her 'open house' then at 3pm, i, went to Bedok Reservoir before proceeding to Zuwainah's house in Bedok North. Zuwainah had invited all 'Azam' tutors and mosque staff to her place. So, by 5.30pm, everyone came and crowded her place, hehehe luckily, there's enough space for everyone. Nonetheless we've enjoyed her hospitality, the food. Thanks Zu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262130145451514002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SQbXfMGDGJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/uSt1T2WHLvY/s320/S6301752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Project Azam Tutors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 615pm, all of us decided to make our leave, I then sent her home first before heading back home. What a day! Driving here and there all day long. Despite all that driving, i must say, its worthwhile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262133880823925138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SQba4ncOyZI/AAAAAAAAAXY/6Y6h3s7nKJo/s400/S6301757.JPG" border="0" /&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/930269501287582399-2020014258354159202?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2020014258354159202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2020014258354159202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2020014258354159202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2020014258354159202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/10/deepa-raya.html' title='Deepa Raya'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SQbXfMGDGJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/uSt1T2WHLvY/s72-c/S6301752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4842658926845623760</id><published>2008-10-22T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:32:51.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8tDGunB6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/XYBSQMn4vCA/s1600-h/cartoon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259972421160994722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8tDGunB6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/XYBSQMn4vCA/s320/cartoon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hould i tell you i like you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason my heart keeps on jumping.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason my heart keeps on asking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the reason my heart keeps on waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this strange feeling that keeps me nervous all day long..&lt;br /&gt;is this the start of love?&lt;br /&gt;i keep laughing, what am i to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything you do is beautiful, you are too cute, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just like you all the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm in love, i think i'm in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only see you, i only hear you, i wait for you, it's just you all over&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy when we're together, to have you as my special one&lt;br /&gt;as if this moment is everything, i'm gonna fall for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4842658926845623760?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4842658926845623760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4842658926845623760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4842658926845623760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4842658926845623760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-like-you.html' title='I Like You'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8tDGunB6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/XYBSQMn4vCA/s72-c/cartoon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-3326806139940508435</id><published>2008-10-22T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T05:16:31.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Anais Nin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259948799451114674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8XkJAGrLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Kb9tFndkDYs/s320/S6301635.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aminur, Wati, Isnaen &amp;amp; Ridzuan (06/10/08)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just 2 weeks ago, Wati, Isnaen, Aminur and myself met up at Jalan Kayu to have a mini-gathering among us. Aminur was the one who called for this meeting. He wants to inform us of his plans on his wedding day, what time to meet, who's the best man and such.... Haiiizzzzz How time flies..... From our secondary school days in &lt;strong&gt;Upper Serangoon&lt;/strong&gt;, to tertiary instituitions, NS, working adults and now settling down. Wow! I miss school days!!! Hahaha!! &lt;strong&gt;Isnaen is getting married next year January, Aminur is now married, Iskandar next month!! Looks like its left with Aiman and me being the 2 singles left in the pack. heheheh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259928456506167090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8FEBoEzzI/AAAAAAAAARs/k2d5EOcgAOo/s400/USSS081.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The meeting lasted for nearly 4 hours, 3 rounds of drink, hehehehe. Not forgetting, Wati! a fishbone got stuck in her throat and made us all panicked!!! And it takes me again to save her by forcing her to swallow large riceballs made by me! hehehe. Wati, saved your life twice now!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-3326806139940508435?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3326806139940508435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=3326806139940508435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3326806139940508435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3326806139940508435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/10/gathering.html' title='The Gathering'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8XkJAGrLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Kb9tFndkDYs/s72-c/S6301635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2459951023221198145</id><published>2008-10-22T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T03:38:56.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8BmwHagcI/AAAAAAAAARk/dstEKUdXjw0/s1600-h/car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259924655054684610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8BmwHagcI/AAAAAAAAARk/dstEKUdXjw0/s400/car.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; MyRide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259923413863427378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8AegUW7TI/AAAAAAAAARc/LxAuB7Xndos/s400/smokey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, Mother &amp;amp; Sis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syawal this year was a different one compared to those Syawals i had before. This is because, this is the first year i will be celebrating Syawal without any grandparents when my grandfather passed away this year February. It was hard for me and my family. Nonetheless, Syawal this year went on as usual, house visits to the elders, kueh, green packets, colourful baju kurungs on the road and so may more. This Syawal, i am so so so busy, attending to invitations from organisations, friends, contacts, family that i have to turn down a few offer, sorry guys! To all my friends out there, Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259923096912949154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8AMDleb6I/AAAAAAAAARU/0Zg3-2aPTlk/s400/RAYA081.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Random Pics of Cousins, Family, Nephew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-2459951023221198145?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2459951023221198145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2459951023221198145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2459951023221198145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2459951023221198145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP8BmwHagcI/AAAAAAAAARk/dstEKUdXjw0/s72-c/car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-3467598360296245390</id><published>2008-10-22T02:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T03:16:36.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP79BEkQT8I/AAAAAAAAARM/f7lYfvadCo0/s1600-h/Pics+1041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259919609662820290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP79BEkQT8I/AAAAAAAAARM/f7lYfvadCo0/s400/Pics+1041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assalamualaikum to all my family, friends and fans (if any) out there, how are you guys doin? hehehe... Miss me? Well i sure do miss all of you.... I'm so so so so very sorry for not updating my blog for the past one month!!! Gosh!! That long!! Sorry guys, was too busy seriously. Alright then, let me update it now. For the following few posts, i'll let the pictures do the talking. For this post, i'm sharing with you all random pics of all the activities that i wan involved in during the Holy month of Ramadhan. Indeed it has been a wonderful experince and i really do hope that i'll get to meet next year's Ramadhan. Please pray for me InsyaAllah. Following are pics during Youth In Charge, Iktikaf Camp, Qiyammulail and so on.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259915601256994242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP75XwF1VcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/txMk_-MZhms/s400/RAMADAN081.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259916768866241874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP76btxkjVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/P8VzzxTK5Po/s400/RAMADAN083.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259916532573296914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP76N9g8WRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3Rh3ZzASQ1k/s400/RAMADAN082.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259917282647511682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP765nwkkoI/AAAAAAAAARE/MaCDzL43HYE/s400/RAMADAN084.bmp" border="0" /&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/930269501287582399-3467598360296245390?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3467598360296245390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=3467598360296245390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3467598360296245390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3467598360296245390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/10/ramadhan-random-pictures.html' title='Ramadhan Random Pictures'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SP79BEkQT8I/AAAAAAAAARM/f7lYfvadCo0/s72-c/Pics+1041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-6501573799296737083</id><published>2008-09-17T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:28:24.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loud Music On the Streets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SNDNgN3LC1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UNmo3Qej7Rw/s1600-h/arm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246919519247207250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SNDNgN3LC1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UNmo3Qej7Rw/s400/arm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Night, Anwar, Ramdan and me went to sempang bedok and had early sahur. Around 12midnight we decided to go back to the mosque and head towards my car at the carpark. Together we decided to do something to get the attention of probably everyone there in Sempang Bedok. And trust me we managed to do it!!! What did we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, i wind down all my car windows, turn on the volume to its maximum and played Hari Raya songs. Hahahaha! So you can really see the heads of all the mamats moto and minahs turning their head to see where the loud song came from. hehehehe! Not enough! We head down towards Geylang where the crowd is, hehehehe. Stupid, but its fun.. who cares!&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/930269501287582399-6501573799296737083?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6501573799296737083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=6501573799296737083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6501573799296737083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/6501573799296737083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/09/loud-music-on-streets.html' title='Loud Music On the Streets'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SNDNgN3LC1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UNmo3Qej7Rw/s72-c/arm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-9198275321872631643</id><published>2008-09-15T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T03:26:56.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Iwan Oh Iwan" by Nurhayati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another story about me, written by a good and close friend of mine Nurhayati. Enjoy &amp;amp; Comment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246191127956822578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SM43CQ2sGjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/42aayJqqE2Y/s400/recording.jpg" border="0" /&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I was talking on the phone with Iwan the other night. It has been quite some time since we chatted. It was nice, conversation flowed easily as normal. We were giggling and gaggling like mad as usual. Then at one point of the conversation, he told me about the gal who wrote about him in her blog. After giggling and gaggling further, we decided to write something about each other in our blogs, just to irritate each other. he even came up with some opening lines which were so funny, we end up laughing even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwan is the pet name we gave him as I remembered that back then there were a few Ridzuan's in the group. So we decided to use pet names for them so as it is easier to identify them apart.&lt;br /&gt;We were not close back in poly. I know him by face and talent (he has a wonderful singing voice), and he knows me as a friend of a friend. We only grew close only while he was in NS, and me already working. Actually when we found out that one of my god-brothers is his uncle, then we grew close. And the mischief that we did... hehehe. Pity abg Zai has to tolerate our nonsense and our fail attempt to matchmake him wif one of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the prepeptual bachelor and bachelortee of the group. Never feeling pressured when others in our group started pairing off and stuff. We always know that we can always count on the other to go to a function together, have a great laugh, without having a partner. He is one of the &lt;strong&gt;rare guys&lt;/strong&gt; which I feel safe with, which is a compliment to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I find very enduring about how he got so irritated with me about my sense of direction. I forever getting lost. After an incident of me getting lost in tampines, my own hometown, he dropped the bomb, "Sudah, next time you just wait for me kat the bus stop, i gi fecth u." hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when he was down about the certain someone who irritates me whenever i hear her name for being mean to him, I was on the phone with him often to cheer him up. I mean to nag as well. hehehe. We always turned to each other for advice, as we believe that we could always give honest opinons to each other. He was like my male mirror, telling me his honest opinons through a male's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwan is a self-less person, helped me alot back in those days when grey clouds loomed over the sky. I also remember our trip to Toa Payoh to buy shelves for my class. I remembered on the way back he asked me,"Yati, u tahu mana the new Irsyad will be?" Dengan sardine I jawab,"Tahu... kat Bradell" Hearing my remark, he shake his head," you sebenrnye tak tahu kan... itu kat depan mata lah". He pointed to me the construction site in front of us. We laughed, coz obviously my sense of direction has not improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when I went to Abg Zai's wedding with Jufri. Iwan tried to talk to Jufri, even carried Jufri. BUt that little boy just totally acted dumb and ignored him. Poor Iwan, buat penat aje u layan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night conversation brought back alot found memories of my dear friend. I always like to refer him as a teddy bear. Always fun, loving and kind. Except when it was his turn to nag at me...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope our friendship will remain intact as we are moving into different things in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.....The End.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-9198275321872631643?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/9198275321872631643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=9198275321872631643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/9198275321872631643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/9198275321872631643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/09/iwan-oh-iwan-by-nurhayati.html' title='&quot;Iwan Oh Iwan&quot; by Nurhayati'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SM43CQ2sGjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/42aayJqqE2Y/s72-c/recording.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4808790856560766581</id><published>2008-09-14T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:09:23.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Befriending The Folks 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SM3QcBTlL6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/_4WB_bzKUX0/s1600-h/S6301553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246078320761974690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SM3QcBTlL6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/_4WB_bzKUX0/s400/S6301553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am an alumni member of NurIkhwan, a student body in Temasek Poly which is also known as TPMSS back in year 2000, that time I was a member, still studying in TP. Even though it has been nearly 5years since I’ve had already graduated from TP, TPMSS/NI will forever be with me in my heart. There are just too many fond memories that is impossible for me to forget. That’s why, no matter how busy I am working, I will always try to make time for its activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday proves to be one of the days in Ramadhan that I won’t forget. Why? Well in my previous post, I was telling you all that I am looking forward to last Saturday’s event organized by my friends in NurIkhwan. It has already been 4 years in a row that we had this BTF project in Chai Chee. What is BTF? It is an acronym to Befriending The Folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246079101284582466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SM3RJc-rBEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jq6Nr5S2I6s/s400/41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made it more special is because, my brothers from Al-Fataa, En-Naeem Mosque youth group, manage to join me in this community project. It’s a double joy for me. Meeting up with my juniors was indeed wonderful and being able to bring my youth group along was great. We managed to clean 10 old folks homes in Chai Chee that day. That achievement is admirable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246079332804008914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SM3RW7dNG9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/rAYkCdM0mGQ/s400/42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can you ask for…. Putting smiles into each of these folks in Ramadhan is a wonderful experience for us all. I’m sure all of us had learnt something valuable from this experience. All of us will grow older day by day, and what lies ahead is something that we will never know. Who’ll be there to take care of us when we are old? Will you be lonely? Don’t you have kids? You do… Where are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah shower His blessings and love to us all. Ameen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4808790856560766581?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4808790856560766581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4808790856560766581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4808790856560766581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4808790856560766581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/09/befriending-folks-2008.html' title='Befriending The Folks 2008'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SM3QcBTlL6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/_4WB_bzKUX0/s72-c/S6301553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4599752400538055806</id><published>2008-09-14T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T02:52:30.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Experiences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Salaam Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters, how's your fasting and ibadah this Ramadhan? Hope everything goes well for all of you. Alhamdulillah, i wish all of you the best and my prayers for you that you'll be better Muslims than you are in the previous Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, lot things have happened around me, though it doesn't involve me, but it does effect me spritually and emotionally. It is not easy working in a mosque. It requires lots and lots of patience, the challenges and obstacle that you’ll face here is double than what you get outside. This is truly based on my personal experience. Well, an Ustaz ever told me this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;“Wan, as we are moving closer to our Creator, the test is greater, go through each test with lots of patience and iman, trust me, you’ll grow to be a better Muslim.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in a mosque does open my eyes to see and experience myself how working with the community is like. Not everything about working in the mosque is bad; there are lots of great and wonderful things to talk about too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;First Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day of Ramadhan, everyone came into the office, quiet, restless, weak and sleepy. Just two hours sitting and working on the desk, you can see everyone trying hard to keep themselves awake, putting a toothpick in between the eyelids might help i guess, hehehehe, in the end, hmmm whats wrong in taking a 5 minutes powernap, hehehe yeah rite, and some even took 15minutes. Who? Ok ok, it’s me, I admit. Heheheh……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The volunteers are busy preparing Ramadhan porridge for the jemaah. This year En-Naeem is giving away four huge pots of porridge!! And like many other first day of Ramadhan, everyone would be rushing to get porridge from mosques till its very last drop. So, usually by 5.30pm, there’ll be no more porridge left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one 'pakcik' (uncle) came to collect porridge, too late that is, only to be greeted by four empty pots. We apologise and told him to come another day, and we told him to come earlier. He got so frustrated and said this "I've been regularly donating to the mosque, can't even get a packet of porridge!" Astarghfirullah....... So are you expecting something in return for every cents you donated the mosque or what! What a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Zakat Fitrah :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone understands that the payment of zakat and zakat fitrah is obligatory upon those who can afford it. Among other things, zakat purifies wealth and its owner. Until the obligation to pay zakat is met, it must be understood that the person is keeping what rightfully belongs to the poor and needy and other recipients of zakat categories or beneficiaries. Alhamdulillah, i will be an amil zakat again this year and is authorised to collect zakat harta and zakat fitrah from the jemaah. This year's zakat fitrah is priced at $4.50 and $6.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was touched one day by an old man who came to me to pay his Zakat Fitrah. His face seems very familiar, when i continue to look hard then i realise that this man used to appear on TV during Ramadhan, being one of those family who receives zakat money monthly to help them as they were considered to be under one of the zakat beneficiaries, Miskin. He is blind, his wife is half-blind and they are poor. I'm touched to see someone like him that earns very little income, understand how important it is to perform Zakat. The little income that they had, they willingly shared part of it by performing their Zakat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at them, those who can afford to do Zakat but prefers not to, should be ashame of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm certain that if people in the Muslim Ummah carry out their zakat obligation faithfully in obedience to the Commands of Allah, there will be less poverty in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, may Allah continue to bless us and guide us through the obstacles during this month of Ramadhan. May Ramadhan this year make us better Muslims. As for me, i'm certainly looking forward to this saturday's community service with my juniors from NurIkhwan cleaning 10 homes in Chai Chee area for the old folks. On the 19th Sept, there'll be Youth-In-Charge programme for the mosque youth wing Al-Fataa. On the 20th to 21st, there'll be Iktikaf Camp, Nuzul Quran, Malam Lailatul Qadr, Qiyammulail........ lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters, please Dua' for me. May Allah give me guidance and the strength to perform ibadah in this Holy month of Ramadhan, Ameen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4599752400538055806?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4599752400538055806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4599752400538055806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4599752400538055806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4599752400538055806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadhan-experiences.html' title='Ramadhan Experiences'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2163796747717174963</id><published>2008-09-05T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:37:30.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEGA Briyani Amal 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEGA BRIYANI AMAL 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SMIIAuQCHMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sxr0pdVKXYE/s1600-h/final50kupon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242761724720979138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SMIIAuQCHMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sxr0pdVKXYE/s320/final50kupon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SMIH5bXIwyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/LVfq3RiNjWo/s1600-h/final10kupon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242761599391417122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SMIH5bXIwyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/LVfq3RiNjWo/s320/final10kupon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just 2 weeks ago, i was busy handling one of the major fund-raising projects this year which is the "Mega Briyani Amal 2008". Yes!! It is damn tiring!! But, nothing beats our spirits that day. Everyone was busy with packing, cooking, chopping, dicing, delivering and many more. Everyone enjoyed themselves that day, laughing, joking, talking and working together as one whole team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My personal thanks to my project team and all lpm and staff of En-Naeem Mosque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my dearest group of volunteers from Khalifah, An-Niswa and Al-Fataa, thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my assistant, Juliyana, you've done a great job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alhamdulillah! In total we managed to raise $38840.50 for the mosque. Hopefully the mosque debts of $250,000 can be settle off by end of this year. Please pray for us. Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242757865592207186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SMIEgF4CN1I/AAAAAAAAAOs/fp-jENK6cUs/s400/horizontal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242760896365035330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SMIHQgYlf0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/CJ2DSPwp--w/s400/vertical.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&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/930269501287582399-2163796747717174963?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2163796747717174963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2163796747717174963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2163796747717174963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2163796747717174963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/09/mega-briyani-amal-2008.html' title='MEGA Briyani Amal 2008'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SMIIAuQCHMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sxr0pdVKXYE/s72-c/final50kupon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4244984861989507598</id><published>2008-09-05T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:22:15.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Kareem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Assalamualaikum to all my beloved brothers and sisters in Islam, wishing you all Ramadhan Kareem. May Allah accept all of our prayers and good deeds and forgive us from the sins that we've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, Ramadhan this year for me had been good so far. Terawih in the mosque, meeting my old friends, work hand-in-hand with the volunteers, pack porridge for the jemaah, preparing for iftar, so many things, so much love, so much bonding, May Allah bless us all in this blessed month of Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should think of others that are less fortunate than ourselves on this beautiful day of Ramadan (Ramadhan) Eid. Not everyone has such a wonderful day. It is a day of celebration, but take a moment to stop and think of those who are less fortunate than ourselves by following the Sunnah of our Prophet Muhammad (pbuh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear friends, happy fasting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4244984861989507598?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4244984861989507598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4244984861989507598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4244984861989507598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4244984861989507598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadhan-kareem.html' title='Ramadhan Kareem'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-5432961874810359519</id><published>2008-07-22T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:06.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Salaam my dear brothers and sisters in Islam, may you stumble upon this humble blog of mine in good health and best state of iman. InsyaAllah i will try my best to come out with motivational articles as and when i have things to write on or came across some interesting things to share. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, how many times in life did we do things according to what others told you to, and not according to what your heart really wanted? Ever came across someting that really made you angry, that you wanna punch that person's face? Ever felt disheartened and discouraged by people talking behind your back? Ever been backstabed before? Ever felt not being appreciated? All these are the normal things in life that sooner or later we will face. What do we call it as? A problem? An omen? A bad luck? yes.... NO! Please, dont do that...... instead, Lets us all look at it as lessons in life.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225794130883103762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SIXAExibzBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C9Xl7FT0qQE/s320/lifesigns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Alhamdulillah. Well, fret not, for behind every dark cloud lies a silver lining. In this case, there's hikmah behind every obstacle that we faced in life. I agree that its not easy for us, being normal humans to take things coming our way with full of patience and determination. Its not easy, but let us all take the baby steps to learn how to cope with our "nafs" and "amarah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every situation is a lesson to be learned. From the most mundane chores to the most complex projects, life is always ready to teach you something. Life is ready to teach when you are willing to learn. And the more you learn from what life offers, the better life becomes. The lessons are usually not all that obvious. Yet they are there if you will think to take a look. The lessons are there in every moment, in every dilemma, in every frustration and every joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They are there in every sadness, every victory, every discomfort and every pleasure. Each lesson you learn paves the way for a new and even more valuable one. Each lesson you ignore keeps coming back, again and again. One way or another, life will teach you its lessons. When you're a willing student, those lessons are pure gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let us take some time to ponder on this verse from Al-Quran:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On no soul doth Allah place a burden greater than it can bear. It gets every good that it earns and it suffers every ill that it earns. (Pray): "Our Lord! condemn us not if we forget or fall into error; our Lord! Lay not on us a burden like that which Thou didst lay on those before us; Our Lord! lay not on us a burden greater than we have strength to bear. Blot out our sins and grant us forgiveness. Have mercy on us. Thou art our Protector; help us against those who stand against faith."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Surah Al-Baqarah, Verse : 286)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-5432961874810359519?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5432961874810359519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=5432961874810359519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5432961874810359519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5432961874810359519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/lessons-in-life.html' title='Lessons in Life'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SIXAExibzBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C9Xl7FT0qQE/s72-c/lifesigns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-5172495918704505901</id><published>2008-07-21T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:06.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you the a Carrot, an Egg or a Coffee Bean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SIUuUeeuDKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/AWsefnLcP4k/s1600-h/CARROTEGGCOFFEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225633871947500706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SIUuUeeuDKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/AWsefnLcP4k/s320/CARROTEGGCOFFEE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life, and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it, and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first pot, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what do you see?" "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied. She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft. She then asked her to take the egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, she asked her to smell and sip the coffee. The daughter smiled, as she smelled and tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What's the point, mother?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity- boiling water-but each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When trials and adversity knock on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of this: Which am I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Am I the egg that starts with a passive heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside, am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or, am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you become better and change the situation around you. &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;When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-5172495918704505901?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5172495918704505901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=5172495918704505901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5172495918704505901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5172495918704505901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-a-carrot-egg-or-coffee-bean.html' title='Are you the a Carrot, an Egg or a Coffee Bean?'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SIUuUeeuDKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/AWsefnLcP4k/s72-c/CARROTEGGCOFFEE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-8870853260911023183</id><published>2008-07-21T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:08.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coney Island Fishing Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good Day friends..... How's all of you? Doing fine i suppose.... heheheh, my best wishes for all of you, InsyaAllah. Alright then, just had a long weekend last week, spending my weekend from Saturday 4pm to Sunday 10am, where?....... I went fishing at Coney Island together with Bro Kassim and Daeng. We had so much fun together, fishing, cooking, making coffee, chit chatting and of coz, last but not least SLEEP!!!! hahhaah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225631706705822722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SIUsWcU4BAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GR0iuIQRRKE/s320/S6301471.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Had a close encounter with a wild boar when it appears all of a sudden from the jungle while Daeng and me were happily eating bread and 'sambal' sardines. Hmmmm, you know what Daeng, guess you were right, maybe the smell of the sardines lure it to come close to us. Daeng and me were like nearly jumping over the fence when we saw that thing!! Gosh!!! Its not just one or two, its the entire family of wild boars there, the mother the father the brother the sister!!!!!!! Finally we managed to throw some rocks at it to scare it away. Phew!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225632273376064594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SIUs3bVltFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/oUYlvjy1hxQ/s320/S6301468.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The rest of the day was more focused towards fishing. Bro Kassim keeps on getting the good catch like stingrays, garoupas, and its big ok!!! Daeng and me keeps on getting small catfish, catfish and catfish... nothing else. Hehehehe, its ok, i'll make a comeback, i'll treat this as my learning trip first. Here are the pictures that i managed to take.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-8870853260911023183?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/8870853260911023183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=8870853260911023183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8870853260911023183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8870853260911023183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/coney-island-fishing-experience.html' title='Coney Island Fishing Experience'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SIUsWcU4BAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GR0iuIQRRKE/s72-c/S6301471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2761975546655849306</id><published>2008-07-13T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:08.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love Relationship Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“Of Love--may God exalt you! -the first part is jesting, and the last part is right earnestness. So majestic are its diverse aspects, they are too subtle to be described; their reality can only be apprehended by personal experience. Love is neither disapproved by Religion, nor prohibited by the Law; for every heart is in God's hands.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ibn Hazm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222673439413231362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHqp0n4X3wI/AAAAAAAAANo/J9d2eubQIAA/s200/ablution.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Love Advice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;unknown author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting by the beach when she stoods up and walked towards the sea, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: "You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caring-ly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love... they try to posses it, they demand, they expect... and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you. For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Give and don't expect. Advise, but don't order. Ask, but never demand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A good companion is not like the rain, which comes and goes. It's like the air, sometimes very quite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-2761975546655849306?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2761975546655849306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2761975546655849306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2761975546655849306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2761975546655849306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/true-love-relationship-advice.html' title='True Love Relationship Advice'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHqp0n4X3wI/AAAAAAAAANo/J9d2eubQIAA/s72-c/ablution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1061642019123230155</id><published>2008-07-13T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:08.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivational Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHq0N41422I/AAAAAAAAANw/ivrJa8Y6oQY/s1600-h/thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222684868579220322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHq0N41422I/AAAAAAAAANw/ivrJa8Y6oQY/s200/thoughts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;"I've Learned"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;unknown author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be some that can be loved. The rest is up to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that it takes years to build up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, and only seconds to destroy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that it's not what you have in your life, but who you have in your life that counts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best others can do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that you can do some thing in an instant that will give you heartache for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that you can keep going long after you can't.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. That either you control your attitude or it controls you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that heroes are the people who do what has to be done regardless of the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've from them and less to do with how many birthdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; you've celebrated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that no matter good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-1061642019123230155?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1061642019123230155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=1061642019123230155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1061642019123230155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1061642019123230155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/motivational-thought-ive-learned.html' title='Motivational Thought'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHq0N41422I/AAAAAAAAANw/ivrJa8Y6oQY/s72-c/thoughts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2491484151692387404</id><published>2008-07-07T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:08.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesepian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHH1fvd9VSI/AAAAAAAAANg/fNmlsjPTs1w/s1600-h/Lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220223368765986082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHH1fvd9VSI/AAAAAAAAANg/fNmlsjPTs1w/s320/Lonely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dygta - Kesepian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kurindu disayangi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sepenuh hati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sedalam cintaku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;setulus hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kuingin memiliki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kekasih hati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tanpa air mata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tanpa kesalahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bukan cinta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yang melukai diriku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dan meninggalkan hidupku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tolonglah aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dari kehampaan ini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;selamatkan cintaku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dari hancurnya hatiku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;adakah seseorang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yang melepaskanku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dari kesepian ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-2491484151692387404?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2491484151692387404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2491484151692387404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2491484151692387404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2491484151692387404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/kesepian.html' title='Kesepian'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHH1fvd9VSI/AAAAAAAAANg/fNmlsjPTs1w/s72-c/Lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7562872159713764424</id><published>2008-07-06T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:08.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasyid Recording</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHGCH8cPU-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/A6qHza-11v0/s1600-h/S6301457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220096516094383074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHGCH8cPU-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/A6qHza-11v0/s200/S6301457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Saturday i went for a nasyid recording. Aiman called the day before telling me that since we are only recording vocals, we dont need the other boys (percussionist) to come. Ok then, but the thought of going to the recording studio alone was dissapointing.... me alone..... so boring! Luckily for me, during the last minute, Ramdan and Rahim decided to tag along. Hahah&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHGCmyIqVCI/AAAAAAAAANY/VXrKOrQnc5I/s1600-h/05072008877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220097045903856674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHGCmyIqVCI/AAAAAAAAANY/VXrKOrQnc5I/s200/05072008877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a, finally, there's someone to accompany me. The recording took 2 hours, just for one song..... well, an experince that i'm sure not to forget. We were recording "Keluarga Bahagia" song by Saujana. For those who want to hear me sing, please go to my previous post on 13/05/08 "Nasyid Performance in En-Naeem". Ramdan managed to capture some pictures during the recording.... so here goes... Hopefully the song will be ready by end of July......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7562872159713764424?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7562872159713764424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7562872159713764424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7562872159713764424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7562872159713764424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/nasyid-recording.html' title='Nasyid Recording'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHGCH8cPU-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/A6qHza-11v0/s72-c/S6301457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7722588557841618966</id><published>2008-07-06T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:09.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's the murderer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just last 2 weeks ago, we had a camp for Project Azam students and i was put in charge of the ice-breaking games and a short education talk. We had so much fun and laughter, as usual, Ramdan, Daeng, Zul will be there to make things crazier than ever, hahaha. During night time, we planned a game for the students, it is called the "Who's the murderer?". So, the scenario was, someone murdered Bro Daeng in one of the classrooms in the mosque, and they had to investigate and find who among the 4 suspect was the murderer. Guess what, one of the suspects was me. My hobby being one of the suspects was "COLLECTING STONES"! Hahahaha, how hilarious can that be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220073924876172738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHFtk9mF_cI/AAAAAAAAAMg/X7yGeoeQfp4/s200/Wanted.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The outcome was, i am the murderer! How? I throw stones at Bro Daeng till he bleeds to death! What da! Hahahahahaha! hehehe, the blood on Daeng's forehead, using a whiteboard marker, looks so real, that the stain remains there for hours, even after a few wash, look like one patch of birth mark to me. Throughout the camp, the kids will be calling me "Abg Wan, MURDERER!" hehehe kind of cute isn't it...... Yeah, My name is Wan, and i am always WanTED!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7722588557841618966?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7722588557841618966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7722588557841618966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7722588557841618966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7722588557841618966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/whos-murderer.html' title='Who&apos;s the murderer?'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SHFtk9mF_cI/AAAAAAAAAMg/X7yGeoeQfp4/s72-c/Wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4081911467028641728</id><published>2008-06-23T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:09.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One and only Wan's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, i will publish the story ok. Well, my dear friends and readers out there, someone wrote a story about me, abt how she knows me, abt who i am to her and everything shocking to me that i myself never knew i was like that. Well you see, Huda, also known as sotong and eventually kangaroo was someone i knew 2 years ago. Very shy, kind of introvert at first, but now very extrovert! She's damn good in writing stories (see her blog), her language, way way way above me! So because of that talent she had, i asked her if she could write something abt me, she agreed and so here goes, the story titled "About Wan". Hmm... please be advised, there are some things written in the story abt me that might shock you. Please avoid any assumptions! Hehehehe....... Dont forget to add a comment alright..... Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215076403496478274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SF-sW7rt5kI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KYz22Zj1pK0/s200/IMAGE_049+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ABOUT WAN...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Reflecting back to the year 2006...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my brother's house at that point of time and one night while cuddling up on the sofa bed, pillow all around me, laptop on my lap and my sister (Lisza) beside me, she suddenly voiced out about this particular guy name Wan. Not really voiced out la… She (Lisza) showed me his friendster and said she wants to know him coz he is cute. You see, he is chubby and to be able to pinch his cheeks will be good. But sadly, even after 3 years, none of us have fruitfully done that. Oh well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my sister (Lisza) manage to know his friendster? Simple. Of course la from friendster. Than what? LoL. K , K, stop starring at that lame joke ok. I know. Phew!! That Wan's uncle is my sister(Lisza) 's god brother. (Abg angkat). And yes, so from him she (Lisza) got to know Wan. They exchanged MSN at first. You see, I was not in the picture yet coz I am not la. Not yet. All I did was just to see what both of them were chatting. Well, I was beside my sister(Lisza) mah. So kpo je la… He he…. It was an engaging conversations with him although I cannot remember what they chatted. And only the next day, then I was brought into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan was ok. At that point, I still did not know him la. But first inkling, he is a witty guy. Seriously, he will just make you laugh at nobody business. My sister (Lisza) and I had that good laugh back then. And his ear exercise joke did bring tears to us. Yap, tears of too much of laughing. Cannot tahan seh Wan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constant chatting with Wan, we found out slightly more information about him. Well, you see, when we got to know each other, he was in this despondent state. Wait… Depressed but still can make jokes. Hmm guys!!! Hahaha… But seriously, he was at that point. And my sister (Lisza) and I had a rough time trying to advice him or cheering him up. Seriously hard time man… lol…. So from that moment, every day conversation will just be about his melancholy (of course bit of jokes were there la) and that was when, we labeled him Wan Emo. Lol… candidly la… he was… hmm…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How he get my number was also bit eccentric. Not going to divulge here but short reiterate will do. My sister (Lisza) told her god brother that I want his number and so he give. Tada. And that point, seriously I got no intention of having his number. Ha-ha. But I took it down la but never message him until he said this to me "tunggu Huda message, tak msg2 pun". Hah… how blunt can he be? So I message him that night. Just a forward message and he started to call me every night ever since that 1 message. Talking to him on the phone is ok la. Fun and interesting. He will jokes one moment and next, he will be in dismay and shoot me will all the bombastic questions like "Huda, ppn skarang semua suka lelaki yang jahat2 eh?" Ha-Ha… I find it so cute that he asked that kind of questions. Oh well, talking to him, I get to know more about his family and his brother. Well, I talked to his brother as well. Just like Wan. Kelakar seh… Every night, talking to him, I always hear noises from the brothers.. He-He.. Cool! Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan loves to sing. Yes.. He has great voice but he always said he don't have. And I have to force him to sing for me every time. But when he starts to sing, there will be no stop to it. To start only, he is shy… After that, like professional already. Ha-Ha. But he always sing the chorus or just the beginning part. Not fair.. And he wish to be a singer too… Hmmm…. Even now he still sings for me.. Awww cute kan… He is la…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to meet after that. The four of us. We decided to go to Lucky plaza. On the day itself, both my sister (Lisza) and I were looking around secretly for them actually. Ha-ha. We ate at Ramen Ten and we had great laugh for no reasons. That is how contagious he is. Ha-Ha. And we know something about that uncle-nephew relationship. Both of them were talking about CC. Trust me it is not about bike or car CC but about girl CC. To be exact Minah Tudung CC. Huh?? (I am not going to elaborate on that ok)… After lunch, we went to watch Nacho Libre (I think that is the spelling la). After buying tickets, it was time to distribute the change from the ticket money to each of us and I still remember it very clearly that on that day, Wan was the one trying to calculate how much each of us should get. Seriously, I never see anyone takes so much time to calculate. He was even sweating la. Sweating in an air-conditioner place?? Hmm… Even after sweating out, he still cannot figure out the amount to return us. Haiyoh!!.. Pening, Pening.. Other than Wan Emo, he is also called Wan blur.. Hehehe.. Seriously, you should see his reaction and his behavior then you will know what I mean. It was super hilarious…He paced himself up and down with the money in his hand lagi. He-He… Even Abg Zai geleng kepala seh Wan …. Of course my sister (Lisza) and I had a great laugh… So after that commercial period, we still had an extra time so we all were hanging around. Wan was so shy, yes, I repeat SHY that when Abg Zai asked him to sit beside me, he smile and walked into the arcade arena. Ha-Ha-Ha… Malu kape pakcik… blah arr…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the movie is the best part. The best part was that the Nacho was actually Wan. I mean, my sister (Lisza) and I teased him that. Lucky he can take jokes seh. Ha-ha……. We had a great laugh in the theatre. After all, that first meeting was fun. And that is also the last time we meet. Now, after 2 years, we haven even see each other yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a year and half, no contact between him and me. Not even through MSN or even SMS/CALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything is back now… Well, he is definitely a new Wan after 1 yr plus. He learn to let go and he is no longer dismay actually… which is good. And so the phone conversation started back after I forward a good night message to him. Wait!! Why all the phone conversation starts only after I message him ehh? Weird… Now then I realized it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still funny and he always makes me laugh. More laughter than before. At 3am, he is still with his crappies jokes and ideas… I always laugh till my jaw is numb. He has his seriousness as well at times. He is more open-minded now… More sarcastic now… and he is brave enough to voice out his opinions and he is no longer holding on to the past. That is good… He is thinking about himself now. I mean his happiness. He started to flirt around now. He started to woo girls now. So much difference… And at least now, he no need to go back before 7pm la. (when I get to know him at first, he told me he must be at home by 7pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is no longer active in badminton in which he was so proud of last time. He even showed me his old pictures when he was, small size, playing badminton. Semangat seh tunjuk…. He did asked we all to attend and give support to him when he had tournament la but too bad la Wan, it falls on Sunday and Sunday is family day for us la… Anyway…. Wan, go back to your badminton k… Don't let it go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan's craziness can be unpredictable. Sometimes on the phone, we had nothing to talk to but still hang on to the conversation although we both know that this conversation will end up of me putting down the phone coz Wan is already fall asleep. He-He… but when he is not sleepy, he can create tons of jokes in term of stories also. What to blame? Ayat-Ayat Cinta… Ha-Ha… based on that story, he created another story that happened in Singapore. Super long and even Angelina Jolie was involved. Boleh tahan Kekek… And if Ayat-Ayat Cinta took place at Mesir, this one took place at one of the Reservoirs in Singapore. And how Wan (the main lead actor) turns from stubborn and vain king to TMNT to HULK and back to HUMAN FORM, was a miracle. That is mainly the story but I am so sure that you will NOT understand the story at all. But if you still want to read it, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://princess-nurhuda.blogspot.com/2008/05/meaningless-entry-just-for-tuesday.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;. Go ahead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you all know that Wan has many split personalities? Yes, he does. Scary you know but kind of cute in a way la. I talked to all his split personalities before and it was so kekek. Some of the names are Andy, Muthusamy, Gunawan, Tomato-San, Sheikh and so forth… (Cannot remember all la but he has 7 split personalities in him). Surprising right?? But it is true and harmless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, there goes, a lovely, cute and shocking story abt me. Whatever it is, i would like to take this opportunity to thank Huda, for the time taken, to write a story abt me, hahahahahhahahahaah! THANK YOU HUDA SOTONG!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4081911467028641728?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4081911467028641728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4081911467028641728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4081911467028641728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4081911467028641728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-and-only-wans-story.html' title='The One and only Wan&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SF-sW7rt5kI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KYz22Zj1pK0/s72-c/IMAGE_049+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-5017242955358185535</id><published>2008-06-20T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:11.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>June Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;June! Must be the most busiest, craziest and wildest month this year for me! Lots of activities going on for me. Starting with my KL trip, cooking for a wedding ceremony, camp with youth in Sembawang, Costa Sands Chalet in Pasir Ris, Batam trip and Azam camp. I have loads of pictures with me, however i'm not going to share all of them here. So here goes.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214137776150285922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxWroViDmI/AAAAAAAAALE/Ums1DmSkP8A/s320/S6301294.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214136199140049762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="413" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxVP1g_g2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/wHndiYnzDIw/s400/MASAK.jpg" width="542" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214138685287396738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxXgjItdYI/AAAAAAAAALM/s1gse59UKWI/s320/S6301238.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214136739206046034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxVvRawoVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yRMBV5xIgCc/s400/KL.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214139393970753986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxYJzL_UcI/AAAAAAAAALU/6U06OHbUYoM/s320/S6301355.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214140371524015058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxZCs22U9I/AAAAAAAAALc/_f-JHxGUFg8/s320/S6301321.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144050936430722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxcY3vIQII/AAAAAAAAALk/BtvlIdJjlfo/s320/S6301398.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144732999581218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxdAknp_iI/AAAAAAAAALs/EQNTNxt0rFQ/s320/S6301407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-5017242955358185535?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5017242955358185535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=5017242955358185535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5017242955358185535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5017242955358185535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-activities.html' title='June Activities'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SFxWroViDmI/AAAAAAAAALE/Ums1DmSkP8A/s72-c/S6301294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-8942873677722088276</id><published>2008-05-27T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:11.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esplanade Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Gentaqrasa", for the past two years was known for its spectacular malay arts performances on stage. Many people had seen its performances and they reccomended me to go for its performance this year. Therefore, last saturday, the mosque had chartered a coach to bring us there, met Ramdan, Daeng, Juli, Anwar, Cik Tipah, Kak Sarah and others around 6.30pm to set off to Sultan Mosque for our Maghrib prayers before proceeding to the Esplanade to see the performance that starts at 8pm. It was my first time to see a performance in Esplanade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Having some experience involving in stage performances in Temasek Poly, i am very excited to see the show. The stage set-up was unique, lighting effects was superb, live traditional band was wonderful....... however, i would say the overall performance was just above average. I slept for a few minutes towards the end of the show. Well no offence, the show was too draggy. Well, i know for sure how hard the performers trained for such an event, and for that i applaud and salute you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking at the performers on stage reminds me of the times i used to peform on stage with my friends from Temasek Polytechnic Malay Arts Group. The rehearsals, practice, sound testing, stage props, lighting, skits and such....... the auditorium!!! sure miss those times. Performing contemporary nasyid with my friends, Hafiz, Hazre, Iskandar, Yusry, Saiful, Ahmad, Amin, and others on stage will forever be something that i will not forget for a long long time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204973717021295730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SDvIBLxMhHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MJtaHYGIv7Y/s400/GENTAQRASA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the performance, all of us were at the holding area just outside the grand hall to wait for the rest before walking out the esplanade. Then at one end i saw this 2 girls talking to one guy that i find so familiar.... Hmmmm... ahhh...... it was Wati and Yati. I got 6 best secondary friends, Aminur, Isnaen, Iskandar, Yazri, Yati and Wati. We've known each other since 1997, and it has been nearly 12 years!!!! Hahahahha, so sorry gals i can't attend the previous gathering, i promise i will make up to that. Sure fun going out with you all again. Till then take care!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205007389564896402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SDvmpLxMhJI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fOt4tjmRVOc/s320/GENTAQRASA1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-8942873677722088276?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/8942873677722088276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=8942873677722088276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8942873677722088276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8942873677722088276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/05/esplanade-experience.html' title='Esplanade Experience'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SDvIBLxMhHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MJtaHYGIv7Y/s72-c/GENTAQRASA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7979248706282408457</id><published>2008-05-27T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:11.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badoque @ Bedok</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just last Friday, i went out for dinner with Hafiz and Erlyna in this restaurant called "BADOQUE" @ Bedok. All of us thought of trying something different from the norm, italian maybe... and so Lyna reccomended "Badoque". Its been months since we've last met one another. The last time we met was during last year's Hari Raya outing..... so all of us were kind of missing those times we used to have during our poly-life and decide to meet up, chit-chat and have dinner. I've known Hafiz and Erlyna since year 2000, when all of us were active youth activist at En-Naeem Mosque, studied in the same school (TP), involve in lots of community and volunteer work, been good friends since then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a memorable night, having dinner under the stars, Hafiz with his jokes!! riddles that is quite impossible to answer,, Lyna being rather quite and just listen and laugh at Hafiz and me.... Gosh! What a night!! Hafiz and me had Lamb Shank for dinner, Lyna had a Tortelli, pizza! gelato! cakes! we spent altogether $90 for dinner!! Well its worth it, trust me, great service, great ambience, great food, what else can you ask for, try it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204964697589974114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SDu_0LxMhGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1-4NF-7ExSw/s400/allin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7979248706282408457?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7979248706282408457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7979248706282408457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7979248706282408457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7979248706282408457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/05/badoque-bedok.html' title='Badoque @ Bedok'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SDu_0LxMhGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1-4NF-7ExSw/s72-c/allin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-3808567008999911283</id><published>2008-05-21T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:12.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was tired after the Maulud celebration at Hougang Stadium last sunday. Never slept the whole day, busy preparing 12000 packets of briyani rice for the 12000 crowd expected to come to the stadium and last minute check to all things to do list before the project itself. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah, yes, slightly more than 11000 turn up that day to join us in the maulud celebration. All donations that day will be equally divided to En-Naeem Mosque and An-Nur Mosque. Alhamdulillah, we got $21,000. I've decided to make a move first before the programme ends, because i need to fetch my new friend at the hotel at 2.30pm.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Who is this new friend of mine... she's 18, a german, and her name is Mirja (pronounce as MayYa). She was on a learning programme for one year where she had to stay out of her country in another country for a year. So, she decided to stay in Shah Alam, Malaysia. She's been in the country for 10months now, before she decides to visit Singapore since its just a few hours train ride away. She's a tall girl, probably 2-3cm taller than me, natural green eyes, blonde, funny and jovial, and guess what, she even talked to me in Singlish..... hahahahha, not all the time of coz, she picked a few lines while staying in Shah Alam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, i pick her up, bring her around Singapore, went to see the Merlion, took a cable car ride to Sentosa, visited the "Images of Singapore" and took a cable car ride back before sending her to Golden Mile where her bus depart for KL at 6.30pm.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even though i did not sleep at all that day, its surprising to see that i managed to stay awake and drove her around without feeling sleepy or anything. Well, probably i'm excited about meeting my first foreign friend. Thanks Mirja for being my friend, hope you enjoyed your stay here in Singapore, please do come again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202774897839123426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SDP4NEAFK-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yQsy585PCl4/s320/IMAG0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-3808567008999911283?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3808567008999911283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=3808567008999911283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3808567008999911283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3808567008999911283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-friend.html' title='New Friend'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SDP4NEAFK-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yQsy585PCl4/s72-c/IMAG0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-5625826012599566391</id><published>2008-05-13T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:12.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasyid Performance in En-Naeem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was once actively involved in nasyid performance in the mosque when i was an active youth volunteer there. Started just as a normal backing singer and later on i was the lead singer of the group, Syabab En-Naeem, name given during those times. Entered polytechnic life, and in year 2, i was invited by my dear friend Hafiz Mat Rock to join the school's contemporary nasyid group known as Sohib Nur Salam. Hehehe, seriously miss those times in poly. And so, i came for the group's audition and there for the first time they heard me singing. Immediately, the group, then and there decide to choose me as the group's lead singer!!! What the!!! If you guys still remember, that was how i got "Wan-Big-Mistake" nick. hahahahaha!! they accused me of stealing the limelight from them!!! Cmmon guys, i don't this alone, you guys were the best back-up singers that i've ever performed with! Yusri, Iskandar, Hazre, Hafiz, Amin, Ahmad........ Without you guys and TPMSS / Nurikhwan, my life in poly is meaningless. hehehehehe!!!! When are we getting into the stage again huh?......... &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;So, my nasyid days are over since graduating from TP and entering NS life soon after.... It's been years since i last performed.......untill....... i was given a chance to perform again for En-Naeem Mosque's mother's day celebration just last saturday. Wow! Not that bad eh, still can sing! hehehe, overall i must say the event was a success, every mother that day enjoyed to programme, food, goodie bags, gifts and etc. Here are some of the pictures taken during the event last saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-708adec1390410a4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D708adec1390410a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331971410%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1382C17DCD171233837C7A593526756109CF86FD.69CF4B8EA4B7603B64B1F66CB976F7D9348C645%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D708adec1390410a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIEc2i2vWCz8Qqqa9FJu0PjAUwJk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D708adec1390410a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331971410%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1382C17DCD171233837C7A593526756109CF86FD.69CF4B8EA4B7603B64B1F66CB976F7D9348C645%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D708adec1390410a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIEc2i2vWCz8Qqqa9FJu0PjAUwJk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199866376051043202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SCmi60AFK4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/dfkhqG1VHYI/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE BIDADARI BALLROOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199867153440123794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SCmjoEAFK5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/y9AZDUam1QQ/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;BUFFET STARTS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199868489174952866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SCmk10AFK6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/0z1a17WAX7w/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;THE DECOR MIRACLE &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199869601571482546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SCml2kAFK7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/EcX7-MhOhKY/s320/S6301142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;DAENG, DIDI, WAN &amp;amp; RAMDAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199870696788143042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SCmm2UAFK8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/qMGX0TMnZt8/s320/S6301148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;FRIENDS FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-5625826012599566391?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=708adec1390410a4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5625826012599566391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=5625826012599566391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5625826012599566391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5625826012599566391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/05/nasyid-performance-in-en-naeem.html' title='Nasyid Performance in En-Naeem'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/SCmi60AFK4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/dfkhqG1VHYI/s72-c/IMG_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1207385647944112009</id><published>2008-05-12T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T01:25:20.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Archery - Beginners</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-67.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=fr&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1729382256922980967&amp;amp;site=widget-67.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=fr&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1729382256922980967&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-67.slide.com/p1/1729382256922980967/fr_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=fr&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1729382256922980967&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-67.slide.com/p2/1729382256922980967/fr_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The pulling string of the bow, the letting go of the arrow, and the target to hit is what got me hooked to archery. Hmmmm, never knew that i can be quite good in this sport.. hehehe. Btw, i attended this basic archery course weeks ago (old story to tell) in potong pasir cc together with Hisham, Ameera, Zuwainah, Muhammad and some other youths from En-Naeem Mosque. We had so much fun together learning the first weapon mechanism in history, the bow and arrow, archery. Learning how Muslims before were amongst the best archers in the world, and that it was a sunnah learning archery. Gosh! It was a great experience, and i was hooked to archery, looking forward to any intermediate course. The best archers among us that day was.... hmmm.... of coz...... its me! .......... Muhammad too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-1207385647944112009?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1207385647944112009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=1207385647944112009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1207385647944112009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1207385647944112009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Archery - Beginners'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4597885638594816502</id><published>2008-05-11T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:33:02.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its been quite a while</title><content type='html'>Salaam friends, its been quite a while since i post something new on my blogpage, yeah its been a while...... I'm very busy this past few weeks, planning, meeting with datelines, meeting, site visit and such....... 3 Major projects in the month of May...... No promises though, i'll try my best to update my blog as and when i'm free alright. Till then, take care my dear friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4597885638594816502?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4597885638594816502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4597885638594816502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4597885638594816502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4597885638594816502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-quite-while.html' title='its been quite a while'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-5975848780446743216</id><published>2008-03-20T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:13.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pahang &amp; Terengganu Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-T6EaLSAqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_GvaQCeMtu0/s1600-h/S6300064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180540425035973282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-T6EaLSAqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_GvaQCeMtu0/s200/S6300064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a week ago, i was on a trip to Pahang and Terengganu together with Bro Hisham, Bro Ismail and Bro Raimie. We drove all the way up to Pahang in Bro Ismail's "Wish" MPV Car. The trip was..... hmmm... well.... fun! and kecoh! only for the first 2 hours and later someone! someone! will start snoring and the rest will follow, leaving the driver all alone driving through the darkness along the highway. Who's the driver?! Bro Ismail and me. However, Bro Ismail drove the car most of the time lah kan, as for me, i'm not used to long hours of driving, at most i can only drive for 2 hours. As for who is the first to snore, me, i admit ok, its me! Its kind of a sickness that i had due to my sensitive nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-T8taLSArI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Bivm5eHYlrg/s1600-h/S6300056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180543328433865394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-T8taLSArI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Bivm5eHYlrg/s200/S6300056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We reached Pahang around 5.30am and had our Subuh prayer in Pahang's Masjid Negara. Then something interesting happened in the mosque. Just after our Subuh prayers, i was rushing to the toilet, tak bleh tahan beb, mcm nak meletup! As i was walking briskly towards the gents, i heard a loud scream and shouting coming from the female toilet, and it went on for a few seconds, in my heart i was telling myself "Perhaps some girls playing in the toilet, dont bother." so i ignore and proceed with my toilet business. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For those thinking that this might be another pontianak story, well dont worry ok its not. hehehehe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-ZxM6LSAuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Uib0BY3UbWU/s1600-h/S6300075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180952887925277410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-ZxM6LSAuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Uib0BY3UbWU/s200/S6300075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After finishing the business i had in the toilet, i make my way towards the entrance of the mosque towards the carpark. To my surprise, theres a crowd gathered at the mosque entrance, hmmm, is this a demonstration after that day's country election, surely not, subuh beb, nak mampos lebih baik gua tido! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180955417661014770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-ZzgKLSAvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NJSduc5F_lQ/s200/S6300122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who can guess...... Bro Ismail captured a thief! trying to steal handbags from the female toilet in a mosque! Goodness!!! Get a life! OIC! So the shouting, screaming is because of this thief trying to snatch handbags from the female toilet!! ahh ok. And so, the day in Pahang started with an adventure, and yeah someone had to brag all day, saying he's a hero and all. The thief is lucky that he didn't bump into me, or else i would just sit on him and thats it. No problem at all. hhehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-Z4hqLSAxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_8iEQJglG8I/s1600-h/S6300115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180960940988957458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-Z4hqLSAxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_8iEQJglG8I/s200/S6300115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip is for 4D 3N, Saturday driving up to Pahang, Sunday in Pahang, Monday in Terengganu and drove back to Singapore on Tuesday. Its tiring, sure does, but i guess, its what we get out of the trip matters. For this trip, we get to strenghten our bond and learn more about one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i were to tell all of you what we did and all, i guess its gonna take a few more pages, let me allow the pictures do the talking alright. Overall, its a fun journey, lots of things to see, taste (MAKAN!), shopping. Alhamdulillah! So, when's our next trip? Thailand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/930269501287582399-5975848780446743216?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5975848780446743216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=5975848780446743216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5975848780446743216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/5975848780446743216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/03/pahang-terengganu-trip.html' title='Pahang &amp; Terengganu Trip'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-T6EaLSAqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_GvaQCeMtu0/s72-c/S6300064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-63759873664884992</id><published>2008-03-20T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:14.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Friends and a Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-MxsaLSAiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SrhKK3vg2ZQ/s1600-h/34012604_a7285aeacb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180038635416846882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-MxsaLSAiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SrhKK3vg2ZQ/s200/34012604_a7285aeacb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and colour of the world outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every colour and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days and weeks passed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"After reading this story, had you ever asked yourself, would you have done the same thing the blind man had done or you would simply just ignore the man beside you? Living in this world with friends from all race and religion requires true understanding of what friendship is all about. By making people around us happy will also mke us tremendously happy. Avoid being selfish, for you'll never know there'll might be one day when you will need someone's help. Never ever feel bored helping others for in return you'll never know what you'll get. Just be good to everyone ok."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.&lt;br /&gt;Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-63759873664884992?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/63759873664884992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=63759873664884992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/63759873664884992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/63759873664884992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-friends-and-window.html' title='Two Friends and a Window'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R-MxsaLSAiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SrhKK3vg2ZQ/s72-c/34012604_a7285aeacb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2950486608230898337</id><published>2008-03-11T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:34:18.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Down</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum, my dear friends, i'm very sorry for not updating my blog for the pass few weeks. Some of you might wonder what happened to me, i'm fine, just that I was in no mood to update anything in my blog. I was busy running up and down the hospital, taking care of my dear grandpa till he passed away on 23/02/2008. Sadness filled my heart for those few weeks......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless your soul grandpa, Allahyarham Hj Yunos Bin Ahmad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-2950486608230898337?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2950486608230898337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2950486608230898337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2950486608230898337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2950486608230898337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/03/feeling-down.html' title='Feeling Down'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-126883139929832332</id><published>2008-02-19T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:14.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher &amp; Students Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7qrATPN6lI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C1esGhJS2c8/s1600-h/S6300022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168631544013515346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7qrATPN6lI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C1esGhJS2c8/s320/S6300022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been 3 years now that we've known each other. My friend and i open this tuition class at Hj Yusoff Mosque to teach E.Maths and Science for students from primary level up to secondary level. However after 2 years we've decided to close down the tuition classes held in Hj Yusoff Mosque due to our commitments serving National Service. One thing for sure, both me and my friend will always remember and cherish those wonderful times we had with our students. Alhamdulillah, up till today, some of our students still contact us and even organise some gatherings to meet us. Last saturday, we had BBQ at Changi Beach, there were altogether 10 of us. Thank you girls for organising this BBQ outing, insyaAllah we'll meet again next month!!! Be good always!!! Leave you all in Allahs Love and Care always. Ameen!! Illaliqo!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168634017914677874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7qtQTPN6nI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xNvLAHj2-68/s200/S6300023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Candid Pose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168634730879249026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7qt5zPN6oI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LUBTFnJJl1I/s200/S6300015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BBQing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-126883139929832332?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/126883139929832332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=126883139929832332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/126883139929832332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/126883139929832332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/02/teacher-students-gathering.html' title='Teacher &amp; Students Gathering'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7qrATPN6lI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C1esGhJS2c8/s72-c/S6300022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7895084035560387741</id><published>2008-02-11T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:15.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blind Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7ELWTPN6iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GuuOee6Ev28/s1600-h/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165922725319797282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7ELWTPN6iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GuuOee6Ev28/s200/eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somewhere across lands and mountains in the east, there was a blind girl who hated herself because she's blind. She hated herself for not being able to see the beauty of the world like everyone else could. She hated everyone, trust no one, except her loving fiance. He is always there for her, comfort her, bring her around, sing for her, entertain her and does everything just to make her happy. Then came one day when the Blind girl said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her fiance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soon the day came when someone donated a pair of eyes to the blind girl which enables her to see the beautiful world around her everything, including her fiance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With heart full of hope her fiance asked her, "Dear one, now that you can see the world, will you marry me?" The girl was shocked when she saw that her fiance is blind too, and refused to marry him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Her fiance walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to girl saying. "Just take care of my eyes dear one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This is how human brain changes when the status changed. Only few remember what life was before, and who's always been there even in the most painful situations. Never make any promise if you can't fulfill it. Cherish everyone in your life. You never know if you need their help in future."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Never take someone for granted, Hold every person close to your Heart because you might wake up one day and realize that you have lost a diamond while you were too busy collecting stones. Remember this always in life!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/930269501287582399-7895084035560387741?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7895084035560387741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7895084035560387741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7895084035560387741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7895084035560387741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/02/blind-girl.html' title='The Blind Girl'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7ELWTPN6iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GuuOee6Ev28/s72-c/eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7291811459505272074</id><published>2008-02-11T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:15.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherhood In Islam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Often in life we are blinded by what we call it as worldly desires. Greed, Invidiousness, Envy, Hatred are amongst those may factors that existed in our community these days. We let our desires, nafs and emotions take control of our life that we forget our responsibility of being Vicegerent (Khalifah) of Allah in this world. Why should there be quarrels amongst us? Why should there be backstabbing and gossiping amongst us? Why should there be criticism amongst us? Is that what we are told to do here? Where lays the true meaning of brotherhood and friendship? It’s dispiriting to see that such acts of malevolence existed among us, in social institutions, youth and other community associations. Why can’t all of us work hand in hand to help the community? Doesn’t matter if its your idea, my idea, his idea, her idea, as long it benefits the community and the ummah, why not? Wake up my dear brothers and sisters in Islam… Stop condemning, Start working. Perform your responsibilities as a vicegerent of Allah s.w.t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165914285709060610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7EDrDPN6gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yxH-P-MK2zA/s200/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Humans are social creatures by nature, always in need of friends and companions. Most of our lives depend on interaction with others. Strong individuals are the core of a strong community, something that we Muslims should always strive for. So it’s important for these strong individuals to remain strong and united hoping in return others would follow their footsteps and be strong as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that Allah s.w.t the Most High has brought us to life in order to test us. Thus we are here for a relatively short period of time and that we shall meet Allah (SWT) one Day, so we need to use our present life for what is best for us in the hereafter. Once we know our purpose and our goal in life, we should seek ways to achieve them so as to benefit our own selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In an authentic Hadith, Prophet Muhammas (pbuh) said: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Man is influenced by the faith of his friends. Therefore, be careful of whom you associate with."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) who has the most noble character and dealings with fellow humans gave us a very clear and simple message and advice in regard to friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How should we choose our friends? We should choose friends that believe and abide by our religion (Islam) and gives great respect to what Allah (SWT) and Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) has ordered us. And we should stay away from that who is not well mannered and gives no attention to what Islam is about or what pleases or displeases Allah (SWT), for he will surely affect us negatively. There is no good in the companion drowns us in sins and displeasing Allah (SWT).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In another Hadith, Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) said: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"The example of a good companion and a bad companion is like that of the seller of musk, and the one who blows the blacksmith's bellows. So as for the seller of musk then either he will grant you some, or you buy some from him, or at least you enjoy a pleasant smell from him. As for the one who blows the blacksmith's bellows then either he will burn your clothes or you will get an offensive smell from him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When choosing our friends we should ask ourselves first: Are they going to help us achieve the purpose for which we were brought to life? Or will they take us away from it? Will they desire for us Allah (SWT)'s pleasure or is that completely irrelevant to them and not their concern at all? Are they leading us to Paradise or to the Hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What are friends for? Shoulders to cry on, share your stories, play soccer, and have someone to entertain you and such……. What else? As Muslims, let’s relate to Surah Al-Araf 7:172,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"When thy Lord drew forth from the Children of Adam― from their loins― their descendants, and made&lt;br /&gt;them testify concerning themselves, (saying): "Am I not your Lord (who cherishes and sustains you)?"― They said: "Yea! we do testify!" (This), lest ye should say on the Day of Judgment: "of this we were never mindful." (172)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should remind one another of our oath taken as what was told in the verse above, when all Ruh were gathered in front of Allah s.w.t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah wants you to be responsible to do three things as His Vicegerent (Khalifah): make yourself good, help others become good, and make the physical world good (clean and beautiful for Allah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7291811459505272074?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7291811459505272074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7291811459505272074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7291811459505272074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7291811459505272074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/02/brotherhood-in-islam.html' title='Brotherhood In Islam'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R7EDrDPN6gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yxH-P-MK2zA/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1813213469442783342</id><published>2008-01-30T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:15.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nail In The Fence</title><content type='html'>Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161483863471259762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R6FGOiQdgHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jtXQnwq3rWc/s200/nail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days passed and the young boy was finally&lt;br /&gt;able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lend their ears, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Holy Prophet Muhammad (saw) mentions the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezsoftech.com/stories/mis34.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tongue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; before the hand. As everybody knows, the 'wounds' caused by the tongue are deeper and more hurtful than those caused by the hand. Besides, one is often prepared to strike more readily, easily and more frequently with one's tongue than with the hand. Slandering, backbiting, reproaching and other similar ways of hurting people are commoner and more difficult to avoid than hurt done by the hand. Further, if a person can refrain from hurting with the tongue, he can more easily refrain from the assaults by the hand. Again, defending oneself against physical assaults is, in most cases, easier than against verbal assaults of, in particular, backbiting and slandering. So, a true Muslim always restrains his tongue as well as his hand from hurting others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-1813213469442783342?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1813213469442783342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=1813213469442783342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1813213469442783342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1813213469442783342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/01/nail-in-fence.html' title='Nail In The Fence'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R6FGOiQdgHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jtXQnwq3rWc/s72-c/nail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-8542093022909974718</id><published>2008-01-20T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:14:17.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DragonBoat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src=" http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=99520695" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" flashvars="appWidth=325&amp;appHeight=244" name="slideshowpreview" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage=" http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=" http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif?w=SS&amp;d=2EE8&amp;c=3&amp;id=&amp;=.gif"&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href=" http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=99520695"&gt;&lt;img title="RockYou slideshow" src=" http://apps.rockyou.com/images/logo-mini.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_BLANK" href=" http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-create.php?source=cyo&amp;refid=99520695"&gt;Create Your Own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, Al-Fataa Youth group organised a dragonboat session for its members. This project is a collaboration between Paya Lebar Kovan Dragon Boat Team and En-Naeem Mosque Al-Fataa Youth Group. We had so much fun together, rowing the boat, get wet, race with one another and of course bodyaches all over. Hahahahaha!! Not forgetting, the one and only rose among the thorns..... heheh..... two thumbs up for Juli...... you go gal! Hisham, Muhammad and myself, find the 2 hours session not enough, plan to have another session some other day, perhaps this time, kayakking. My special thanks to friends from Paya Lebar Kovan DragonBoat Paddlers for organising this session for us. Till we meet again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-8542093022909974718?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/8542093022909974718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=8542093022909974718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8542093022909974718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8542093022909974718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/01/create-your-own.html' title='DragonBoat'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-157929227491863753</id><published>2008-01-20T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:15.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parable of the Pencil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Salaam dear friends. To those who happened to stumble upon my humble blogpage, welcome! Two years ago, my mentor, told me about a story of a pencil, and he relates the story to human life and its existence. After which, i share this story with someone and it opens up our mind towards understanding further of our existance in this world and life itself. And so, i would also like to share this with all of you, my very very dear friends. Well the title of the story is &lt;strong&gt;"The Parable of the Pencil"&lt;/strong&gt;, i do hope you would spent some time and really understand deeply the true meanings behind all the things that you gonna learn from this story. Allah had created so many things in this world and it's for those who &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt;. One fine example is the pencil....... Take your time to read this alright.......&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157608480252300962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="121" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R5OBliv7DqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FZnap4Qe2dk/s320/pencil.JPG" width="145" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting him into the box. There are 5 things you need to know, he told the pencil, before I send you out into the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best pencil you can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ONE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in Someone's hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TWO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you'll need it to become a better pencil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THREE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FOUR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The most important part of you will always be what's inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FIVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the condition, you must continue to write. The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box with purpose in its heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now replacing the place of the pencil with you; always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best person you can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You will be able to do many great things, but only if you place your Trust in Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of us live in this world for a short period of time and everything such as our date of birth, death, companion, job, wealth, everything had already been written by Allah s.w.t. Therefore living in this world you must always strive for the best and always remember Allah and to only Him you place your trust. Help from Allah may come in different ways, can be from what you see, what you feel, think, through experiences, through people around us, the environment……… only if we give some time to ponder and think. Believe………….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, by going through various problems, but you'll need it to become a stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I’ve mentioned, everything that had happened during our past, may it be good or bad, it’s meant to be, or even a guide from Allah, to make us into a better and stronger person in near future. Those bad things that had happened during the past, we must take it as something that may help us in future, its experiences are to be forgotten but not the lessons you've learnt from it. Please bear that in mind........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absolutely! Everyone do mistakes before..... Not just you....... And Allah knows all this, for He is the most Forgiving and Merciful. It’s better if someone who did a mistake and later realise it after which he/she correct it and repent. Rather then someone who never realise what are the mistakes he/she had done and never had the chance to do anything about it. You do have time don't you... Then do something about it. Take action...... be strong. Make sure it doesn't happen again. Take control of your own life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The most important part of you will always be what's on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know this best, "Semua perkara yang dilakukan biarlah berdasarkan kepada niat kita." Niat kita itu penting. Believe in yourself and others will too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; On every surface you walk through, you must leave your mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We want people to remember us for the good things, not the bad things. Be thankful of all the ni'mat given to us by Allah. Life's too short for someone to brood over small little things that had happened....... go on...... live life to the fullest...... If there’s any disagreements, arguments, quarrels among us…… resolve it fast……&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For all of us never know when Allah decides to call us home………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the situation, you must continue to do your duties. By understanding and remembering, let us proceed with our life on this earth having a meaningful purpose in our heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With love and patience, everything is possible. &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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Wassalam, Leave you all in Allah's Love and Care Always"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-157929227491863753?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/157929227491863753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=157929227491863753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/157929227491863753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/157929227491863753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/01/parable-of-pencil.html' title='Parable of the Pencil'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R5OBliv7DqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FZnap4Qe2dk/s72-c/pencil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-3153420484677109362</id><published>2008-01-08T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:15.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-94.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2017612633063207572&amp;amp;site=widget-94.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=2017612633063207572&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-94.slide.com/p1/2017612633063207572/bb_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=2017612633063207572&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-94.slide.com/p2/2017612633063207572/bb_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m here today, not to tell you of my adventure trips, camps or outings, but with heart full of sadness and sorrow, my eyes full of tears, memories of him in my mind, how I wish he was still here. There’s a hole deep inside me, and I wonder why its there. It could be because he left us, it could be because he's not there. I’ll miss those smiles and laughter whenever we are together. No one can replace that, I’m sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the time has come for you to meet our Creator. You’ll be in our hearts forever, till we meet again in hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AL-FATEHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153331431559859842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R4RPoiv7DoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KxyeOXaTKAw/s200/XtroPic1060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allahyarham Muhd Zaid B Abdul Razak&lt;br /&gt;(1989 - 2008)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 07/01/2008, 10.20pm, our brother, Muhd Zaid Bin Abdul Razak was pronounced dead in TTSH after he met with a road accident. He was just 18 years old. He was on his way delivering the last pizza order for the day, when he collided with a car along Yio Chu Kang Road. The news took me by surprise when Hafiz called me saying “Abg Wan, Zaid dah meminggal!” I was speechless at first trying to think that all this was nothing but a lie, but I cant….. for all this is true, my dear brother had passed away. I drove all the way down to TTSH with Ramdan, Anwar and Zul in my car, and made our way to the mortuary where the body is. There were lots of people gathered outside the mortuary, his family and friends were all there anxious to know how the accident happened and that they can’t believe his death to be so sudden. I entered the room, his body was there lying on the bed while his mum was beside him in tears. I was there standing, looking at him, deep inside me I was controlling, not to cry. I went over, to touch his forehead and hair, he was cold, I bend over, kiss him on his forehead, said some prayers and walk off from the room. As I leave the room, I cant help it but to cry…..&lt;br /&gt;He was buried at Pusara Abadi Muslim Cemetry yesterday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a very active youth activist in the mosque, can always depend on him whenever we need a helping hand to help out during projects. He was a bilal during Ramadhan, helped out in various community projects and mosque projects. Always smiling… a leader among his friends…. A good brother…. A good friend….. At times, we will go riding on the road together, fishing together, stay overnight in the mosque every week and went camping together… I will rememer how he will put his head on my lap to sleep……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far away you are, you’ll always be in our hearts…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;May Allah shower his love and blessings upon your soul. Rest in peace bro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-3153420484677109362?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3153420484677109362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=3153420484677109362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3153420484677109362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/3153420484677109362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R4RPoiv7DoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KxyeOXaTKAw/s72-c/XtroPic1060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-1141274822270880056</id><published>2008-01-06T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:16.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Behblahi Behblaho Kalho Naho"</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone! haha! Well I guess its too late to wish you all that..... but what can i do, i was sick, i'm down with high fever, flu, sore throat for straight 4 days!...... yeah, its that bad ok. Alhamdulillah,i'm fine now, except for the sore throat. Despite all that, i will not allow it to prevent me from going to Ubin with Hisham and Al-Fataa Boys last saturday......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pulau Ubin Recce Trip : 4th - 5th January 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though it was just a 2D1N trip to Ubin, it was worthwhile..... The boys had fun, we had BBQ, sharing ghost stories and cook 'Maggi' noodles together...... awwwwww! We took a few photos and even created a 'bangra dance' video clip for our dear friend J! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(jamaliah) &lt;/span&gt;I have to put this video up, its upon some special request from soooommmmmeeee people, you-know-who...... hehehehhe........... So guys, enjoy the clip, and please don't forget to rate it on my tag ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, ridzckretz productions presents a music video &lt;strong&gt;"Behblahi Behblaho Kalho Naho"&lt;/strong&gt;, Director : Ridzuan, Producer : Hisham..... hehehehe! Ambik Kau! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-76297768dd25042e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76297768dd25042e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331971410%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82ACBE8F20368CF33236AEA16A014624B437802E.3F08B9D1024EF3959E0EAB5A78A549873CCB0E83%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76297768dd25042e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3gvCFX9asIMzt4Alh5jBS60LQxw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76297768dd25042e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331971410%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82ACBE8F20368CF33236AEA16A014624B437802E.3F08B9D1024EF3959E0EAB5A78A549873CCB0E83%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76297768dd25042e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3gvCFX9asIMzt4Alh5jBS60LQxw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of coz, some pictures for all. Hehehehhe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152640757868989970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R4HbeCv7DhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Kj9G8ze2kOc/s320/S6300905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152639340529782274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R4HaLiv7DgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/SwdYCYui-20/s320/S6300896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152638382752075250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R4HZTyv7DfI/AAAAAAAAADs/dGqQuz2tIik/s320/S6300875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152641676991991330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R4HcTiv7DiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NLPvO6aSQic/s320/S6300909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks, keep a lookout, for the actual Pulau Ubin Camping trip will be somewhere end of March. Be sure to mark it on your calender. Adios!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-1141274822270880056?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=76297768dd25042e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1141274822270880056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=1141274822270880056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1141274822270880056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/1141274822270880056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2008/01/behblahi-behblaho-kalho-naho.html' title='&quot;Behblahi Behblaho Kalho Naho&quot;'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R4HbeCv7DhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Kj9G8ze2kOc/s72-c/S6300905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7242909252709983919</id><published>2007-12-22T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:17.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labrador Park Excursion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Splendid! Thats the word i use to describe yesterdays outing with the students from Project Azam. For those who doesn't know what Project Azam is, its an education programme organise by the social development department of En-Naeem Mosque to provide free education sevices such as tutoring, counselling and religious studies free, for those needy students. My friends and i organise this outing for them to congratulate them for their success in passing their en-of-the-year examinations. It was fun, we played soccer, netball, motivation games, pray together and ate together. Manage to put it all in one picture, enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R23rTCv7DZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ty80smjOgk8/s1600-h/PROAZAM1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147028661542260114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R23rTCv7DZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ty80smjOgk8/s400/PROAZAM1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147029314377289138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R23r5Cv7DbI/AAAAAAAAADM/bFpYbaSpp5c/s400/PROAZAM2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147029095333957026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R23rsSv7DaI/AAAAAAAAADE/aAgE-nUj_VU/s400/PROAZAM.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147030280744930754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R23sxSv7DcI/AAAAAAAAADU/vP4yL4mwgww/s400/S6300732.JPG" border="0" /&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/930269501287582399-7242909252709983919?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7242909252709983919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7242909252709983919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7242909252709983919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7242909252709983919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2007/12/labrador-park-excursion.html' title='Labrador Park Excursion'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R23rTCv7DZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ty80smjOgk8/s72-c/PROAZAM1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-402373853204046267</id><published>2007-12-21T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:17.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born To Be Wild</title><content type='html'>Boys night out. This picture was taken 2 days before Eidul Adha. All of us were @ the mosque waiting for the arrival of the sheeps from Jurong Port. While waiting all of us decide to go for a spin, 1 car and 3 motorbikes...  As you can see us in the picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Young and Dangerous'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2xS2Cv7DXI/AAAAAAAAACs/AQA6C-0PRoE/s1600-h/S6300478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146579562581921138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2xS2Cv7DXI/AAAAAAAAACs/AQA6C-0PRoE/s400/S6300478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-402373853204046267?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/402373853204046267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=402373853204046267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/402373853204046267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/402373853204046267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2007/12/born-to-be-wild.html' title='Born To Be Wild'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2xS2Cv7DXI/AAAAAAAAACs/AQA6C-0PRoE/s72-c/S6300478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-8107319060145545155</id><published>2007-12-21T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:18.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eidul-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the most important celebration in Islam. It takes place on the tenth day of the twelfth and last month (Eid ul-Hijjah) of the Islamic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eid ul-Adha celebrates the occasion when Abraham (Ibrahim) was willing to sacrifice his son to show his obedience to God (Allah). Muslims all around the world will celebrate this day, although it has particular significance for pilgrims who at this time will be completing a pilgrimage (Hajj) to Mecca (Makkah). The day begins with a sacrifice of an animal in commemoration of Abraham's sacrifce of a lamb in place of his son. One-third of the meat is given to the poor, and the rest shared by family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, we had our Korban Hari Raya Haji on the 20th December 2007. It was so much fun, from morning all to the evening. Everyone enjoyed themselves while showing tremendous amount of teamwork and coordination to ensure smooth operations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146501518731185474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2wL3Sv7DUI/AAAAAAAAACU/aw-LRIFvb40/s400/korban07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146501862328569170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2wMLSv7DVI/AAAAAAAAACc/t7PHJ4VSNPA/s400/korban071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146502901710654818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2wNHyv7DWI/AAAAAAAAACk/C9gvSndqrQ0/s400/S6300581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/930269501287582399-8107319060145545155?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/8107319060145545155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=8107319060145545155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8107319060145545155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/8107319060145545155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2007/12/eidul.html' title='Eidul-'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2wL3Sv7DUI/AAAAAAAAACU/aw-LRIFvb40/s72-c/korban07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-987816015039817228</id><published>2007-12-21T07:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:19.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al-Fataa BBQ</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, 12th December 2007, Al-Fataa Youth had a retreat at Pasir Ris Park. We had so much fun, bbq, playing soccer, sitting by the beach, star gazing... hehehe. Love them all. Here are the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146456292725558514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2viuyv7DPI/AAAAAAAAABs/wfcTQxE8ndE/s400/BBQ+Retreat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146456967035424002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2vjWCv7DQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/c0LpeONnw8k/s320/S6300341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146457546856008978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2vj3yv7DRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/j49MfZRtXec/s320/S6300345+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146458496043781410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2vkvCv7DSI/AAAAAAAAACE/8tT8mFWK-b4/s320/S6300351.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146458822461295922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2vlCCv7DTI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ts5qW9BcnI0/s320/wanhisham.jpg" border="0" /&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/930269501287582399-987816015039817228?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/987816015039817228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=987816015039817228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/987816015039817228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/987816015039817228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2007/12/al-fataa-bbq_21.html' title='Al-Fataa BBQ'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2viuyv7DPI/AAAAAAAAABs/wfcTQxE8ndE/s72-c/BBQ+Retreat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-2334663107164977370</id><published>2007-12-21T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:19.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>En-Naeem Mosque Family Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, last 2 weeks (sorry for the late posting), 2/12/07, En-Naeem Mosque had a family carnival held within its vicinity. This project organised by me and my project team turn out to be a very sucessful project. It was unexpected, the crowd, the response, everything went pretty well that day. I would like to personally thank those in my committee, Mr Mutaliff, Ust Muhd, Ust Hisham, Ustz Zuwainah, Ustz Karmilah and her asatizahs, Teacher Sanifah and her teachers, Zul, Anwar, Juli, Al-Fataa, Khalifah, An-Niswa, and all those who are responsible in organising this project. Thank you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146450142332390610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2vdIyv7DNI/AAAAAAAAABc/2d5RPKT21BA/s400/Carnival.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-2334663107164977370?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2334663107164977370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=2334663107164977370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2334663107164977370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/2334663107164977370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2007/12/en-naeem-mosque-family-carnival.html' title='En-Naeem Mosque Family Carnival'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2vdIyv7DNI/AAAAAAAAABc/2d5RPKT21BA/s72-c/Carnival.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-7390045225043707346</id><published>2007-12-13T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:19.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey of the Past and Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2FPLLcWmZI/AAAAAAAAABU/n2zewP5oooY/s1600-h/wan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143479302902684050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2FPLLcWmZI/AAAAAAAAABU/n2zewP5oooY/s320/wan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm on off today, yeah after 2 weeks since the En-Naeem Mosque Family Carnival, i've decided to claim one day off from it. Lots of things happened today, hmm, emotionally, spiritually..... here's what i call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Journey of the Past and Present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Revelation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(around 1.30am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My close buddy, friend, reveals something to me which opens up my mind and gives me a clearer picture of things that is happening around me and him currently. He reveals something that he thought might make me feel disappointed last night. Well, to tell you the truth bro, i do, a little, but dont worry, i'm in fact, would like to thank you for being frank, at least i dont have to carry on with the hope....... you know what i mean. *Psst, jangan tunggu lama2, nanti terlepas. Bro, i appreciate you, your presence and everything that you ever told me and shared with me. Lets pray for this friendship and brotherhood between us to remain strong for time to come. Ameen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Friendship is always a sweet responsibilty, never an opportunity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Meeting with the Past&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(around 12noon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Geylang Wet Market today with my mum to shop for groceries, chicken, fishes and many more. I was there around 11am, to my surprise, on normal days, the traffic and waiting for a carpark place was horrible. Got to wait 20mins for someone to drive off his car for me a chance to park my car and search for my Mum in the crowd who had earlier allight to do her shopping first. Later i found her over at the butcher stall buying some meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help her with the groceries, carry it here and there while she continues her shopping. After she had everything that is needed she came to me and ask "Wan, nak makan apa?" "Its ok mum, you go ahead and buy what food you want, i'll stay here and wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting over at the corner, watching people walking pass, with plastic bags on their hand, different colours and sizes, old and young doing their shopping. As i continue to stand there, a couple sitting at the end of the alley i was standing caught my attention. Hmmm, very familiar faces, where have i seen them before.....hmmmm....hmmmm, ah! they were my friend's (ex) parents. I approached them, "Assalamualaikum Cik" hmmm from the look of his eyes, he must be wondering, "Who is this kid...." "Oh, Wan......" "Not working today?" he asked, "No, i'm not, got a day off." The chat goes on for a while, till my mum came over and shake hand with her mum. Perspiring all over, probably because of the load i was carrying and plus the crowd....... i decide to take my leave....... exchange our salaams and off i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i saw them, my thoughts of the past started to come again, the memories i had...... putting all the negative things aside, gosh, how i wish to have that kind of feeling again, except this time, i want it to last. Hahahah! enough said Wan. Stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Treat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(around 2.30pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I promise to give both my Busu and Pakbusu a treat, and so, today, since I’m on off, I decide to treat both of them, my mum and my sis to Seoul Garden. All this years they’ve always been there to give me support, giving me advice, bought me gifts, and done so many things for me and all that made us close to one another….. Thank You for your guidance and sacrifices all these years.... Luv Ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Folks, that’s all I have to say today, its been a wonderful day….. got to do so much things….. I’m happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I’m still waiting for ur reply……….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-7390045225043707346?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7390045225043707346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=7390045225043707346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7390045225043707346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/7390045225043707346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2007/12/journey-of-past-and-present.html' title='Journey of the Past and Present'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R2FPLLcWmZI/AAAAAAAAABU/n2zewP5oooY/s72-c/wan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4680772909622732907</id><published>2007-12-10T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:58:19.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Of Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R15DStXuxWI/AAAAAAAAABM/E6UsNyowymw/s1600-h/Wan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142621813199521122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R15DStXuxWI/AAAAAAAAABM/E6UsNyowymw/s400/Wan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends that watch your back&lt;br /&gt;Friends that play with your heart&lt;br /&gt;All act the same from the start&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it some disappear&lt;br /&gt;Others stay beside you for life&lt;br /&gt;Those are the friends&lt;br /&gt;The best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Gary R. Hess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/930269501287582399-4680772909622732907?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4680772909622732907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4680772909622732907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4680772909622732907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4680772909622732907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-of-friends.html' title='Best Of Friends'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sos5VFR1Z-8/R15DStXuxWI/AAAAAAAAABM/E6UsNyowymw/s72-c/Wan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930269501287582399.post-4384731761542862945</id><published>2007-12-09T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:54:10.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Appearance, First Impression</title><content type='html'>Salaams to all friends and bloggers out there. This is my first time doing this...... blogging. I'm still very new here, so, please guide me through all the things i need to know about blogging aite. Well i guess, all thanks to my wonderful friends, Doraemon, Batman and Skinny Deep who promised to help me in designing my blog. We'll see abt that! hehehe My name is Abd Ridzuan, 25years of age, and still still still single + Available.... hehehe. Working full time, as a project officer in En-Naeem Mosque also known as Hougang Mosque. I was from Elling Primary School, Upper Aljunied Sec, Upper Serangoon Sec and Temasek Poly. Very cheerful and adventurous. I would say that i love to play badminton, hiking and camping at times, fishing with my friends, blogging (soon) and BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been so far so good, mixed feelings i must say. Nevertheless, i am still thankful for all the good things that had happened to me. As a saying goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Count your blessings, not your worries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, try to think and ponder of the quote above, and you'll realise how many good things had happened to us all than those worries that we tend to brood over for days, months and even years that it had blinded us all from realising. Its all in the mind and in your heart. Life's too short to be worried all the time..... Positive always, i'm trying......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cried when i had no shoes, till i saw a man with no legs." persian quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think and ponder........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/930269501287582399-4384731761542862945?l=ridzckretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4384731761542862945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=930269501287582399&amp;postID=4384731761542862945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4384731761542862945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/930269501287582399/posts/default/4384731761542862945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridzckretz.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-appearance-first-impression.html' title='First Appearance, First Impression'/><author><name>Abd Ridzuan B Abd Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04674357245330110884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
