Sometimes there is no next time
No later
No second chance
Sometimes it is now or never
Things change
Friends leave
Families die
Life doesn't stop for you nor me
Why wait
What's holding you back
Make our lives count
Make our lives worthwhile
Make our lives a wonderful n fulfilling one
No more regrets
No more fear
No more sadness
Just live d life you dream of
Live a life
~ nkc ~
Dalam kebisuan seribu bahasa
Aku menyebut
nama mu
Dalam sunyi bersendirian
Aku mendengar
suara mu
Dalam kelam yg
gelita
Aku melihat
sinar mu
Dalam tidur-tidur
ku
Aku bermimpi
wajah mu
Aku terperangkap
dalam rindu ku
Menyimpan
berjuta kenangan ku
Menyimpan dalam
diri ku
Segala cerita
Segala cinta
Dan pada akhirnya
Jangan pernah lupa
Pernah ada kita
Yang selalu
Merindu dan mencintai mu
Sampai akhir waktu,
Aku
Hati
Yang sering berbolak balik
Kuatlah engkau
Tabahlah
Tinggalkan kenangan
Kesedihan keriangan
Lupakan
Kerna waktu berputaran
Masa tinggal hanya sisa-sisa cebisan
Hati
Usah dihirau segala yang ditinggalkan
Walau bagaimana kuat kau merindukan
Kerna suatu hari
Pasti
Kau juga akan ditinggalkan
Menjadi kenangan
Di sisi sisa buana
tiada lah yang berguna
kecuali diri yang mengerti
permainan mimpi
dan
kehendak Ilahi
nkc @ lekio
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| horde of traitors scheming to run d country reading excerpts from Marina Mahathir's book, The Apple and the Tree, brought back feelings of disappointment and resentment. no matter how Marina tries to paint a good picture of her dad, she can never change the fact that her dad destroyed everything (trust, hope, dreams, good governance, etc) when he was given a second chance to run the country, and with that, he will be remembered as a betrayer to the people. the above pic shows Mahathir having a session with the traitors. a picture paints a thousand words, tau.. |
Masa kecil itu terindah
Tiada dikisah segala
Tiada dosa tiada
pahala
Yang hadir Cuma
Hati
sesuci embun pagi
nkc
Di pohon kenang-kenangan
Cerita dulu-dulu
Sering
Merobek
qalbu
Bertautan
Kisah
suka duka
Menjadi
teladan
Menjadi
sempadan
Daunan
kehidupan
Sarat
kegembiraan
Terselit
kedukaan
Takkan
dilupakan
dipahat
keabadian
Kawan-kawan
Handai
taulan
Sahabat
kenalan
Semua
Menjadi
halimunan
Yang
tertinggal
hanya
Nama
dan
bayang-bayang
Sepohon kenangan
menjadi
abadi
Dalam
sepotong senyuman
Terkunci
mati
nkc
-Kisah Kasih Kita-
Takkan ku lupa
Tak mampu ku lupa
Sampai bila-bila
Sampai akhir usia
nkc
Mula2 sampai Limau Kasturi dulu pada penghujung 1988, memang terkedu. Kampung tu dan sekitarnya memang berdekad2 sudah umurnya, hinggakan sekolah yang gua ngajo tu pun dibuka pada tahun 1938 kalau tak silap.
Diorg bagi gua bilik kt rumah guru yang ngikut firasat
gua, dibina sekitar tahun 60an gamaknya. Yelah, dengan design n struktur
binaannya, memang klasik gua cakap lu. Rumah tu ada empat bilik dan satu dapur,
satu ruang seakan2 ruang tamu, n verandah. Bilik air ada, tapi air takde, jadi
tiap hari mandi samada telaga yang dalamnya lebih kurang 40 kaki @ 12meter atau
kalau kemarau, mandi sungai je la jawabnya. Rumah guru tu ada dua n tengah2nya
ada telaga, n rumah tu dok kat atas bukit bertentang stesen keretapi.
Malam pertama gua tidor situ, peh!, punya lah sukar
nak lena. akhirnya setelah puas bergolek kiri n kanan, lena la jugak. Tengah sedap
tidor tu, tiba2 gua dikejutkan dengan bunyi hon keretapi yang sangat kuat
sampaikan gua terjaga terus. Masa tu baru pukul 5.30 pagi n anak murid gua yang
dok sekitar batu 12 n kg serian semua dh sampai. Mak aiiii, punya la awal..
Budak2 yang baru sampai tu berlumba masuk ke dalam ruang stesen keretapi mencari tempat kosong di atas bangku2 untuk sambung tidur sementara menantikan hari cerah n dh
ada orang lain ke sekolah. Kesian gua rasa bila dikenangkan betapa sukarnya
diorg ni nk datang sekolah untuk menuntut ilmu n bersaing dengan orang lain.
Tapi itu semua kini hanya kenangan saja. Dah ada
jalanraya la ni, n diorg yang dok jauh tak payah bersusah payah nak bangun
dinihari kejar keretapi ataupun naik perahu dalam gelap pagi subuh menyusuri
sungai untuk ke sekolah.
Once upon a time in Limau Kasturi -
When you were young and your heart
Was an open book
You used to say live and let live
(You know you did, You know you did, You know you did)
But if this ever changing world
In which we're living
Makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die
(Live and let die)
Live and let die
Paul
McCartney n The Wings
Sebagai jawapan ringkas kepada persoalan kaum @ anak murid gua tempuhari, maka inilah pandangan n nasihat gua -
Jangan terlalu banyak
membaca dari sumber yang kesahihan nya tidak jelas baik dari cite vaksin ataupun akhir
zaman dll kerana ia hanya mengganggu fikiran saja
Sebab:
Bagi pihak pro
vaksin, diorg xde data klinikal yg boleh menunjukkan vaksin ni mujarab
Bagi pihak anti
vaksin, mereka pula xde solusi yg jitu utk selesaikan masalah
Dari sudut
keagamaan pulak, walaupun dipetik dari hadis dll, mereka bukan Tuhan yg Maha Tahu n Maha Menentukan segalanya
Oleh itu
kesimpulannya, jalani hidup ini seperti biasa n buat baik seadanya dgn setiap
makhluk Allah, baik manusia haiwan n tumbuhan
Apa perlu kita
menyusahkan hati n fikiran dgn sesuatu yg tiada kepastian sedangkan kita
berpegang dgn la haulawala quwata ila bila hil aliyil azim
Kekalkan
hubungan kita dgn Allah, eratkan lg dgn amalan sunat seperti mengaji berzikir
solat sunat n sentiasa bersedekah
Sesungguhnya yg
sedikit tetapi berkekalan itulah yg terbaek drpd yg banyak tetapi jarang2 sekali
Lantaran Allah
itu Maha Mengetahui apa yg tersirat dlm hati para hamba Nya, maka sentiasalah
bersangka baik selalu
InshaAllah kita
pakat² doa agar dipermudahkn jalan utk kembali kpd Nya
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| Tanjung Kepah - Lekio |
*While in
London, I went to visit, one of the exhibition entitled: "Introduction to
Islam". This exhibition was attended by a Da'ee, who was already living
there. He told us the following story
*A Scottish
man came and wandered around the exhibition. He greeted me and we spoke for a
while. I then asked him if there was anything he wanted to know about Islam.*
*He said:
'no, no thanks. I don't like the theory that we are used to hearing. You see, I
have lived among you in several Arab 'Muslim' countries for many years, and I
read a lot about Islam; I know a great deal about Islam!*
*So I asked
him: "what do you know about Islam?"*
*He said:
"Islam is a beautiful, fascinating religion that organises relationships
with others, Muslim or non-muslim alike. Islam is a religion that teaches you
how to worship your lord in a clear manner, how to treat your parents, your
wife, your children, your neighbours, and the community in general, etc.* *UNFORTUNATELY
your actions do the exact opposite of what you claim, because:*
*@you lie;*
*@you swear
falsely;*
*@you
steal;*
*@you don't
respect time;*
*@you slander each other;*
*@ you are
chaotic, you don't like organisation;*
*@ you
belittle each other;*
*@ you are
racist;*
*@ you
wrongly take each others wealth;*
*@ you are
not concerned with cleanliness;*
*@ you
respect the rich and humiliate the poor;*
*@you are
envious of each other;*
*@you take
laws into your hands hiding under religion;*
*@you slander
one another;*
*@you are
good in concocting stories to slander whoever you hate and vice versa;*
*@ show me
one of you here who will not rejoice at the travail of the other;*
*@majority
of you don't even understand the religion you claim to belong;*
*@those you
blindly follow in your sect you take them as next to God and those of other
sects are seen as worse than satan;*
*@ the laws
in your lands are applicable to some, but not to others!*
*Then he
said: "oh I'm sorry, you look disturbed? "*
*I said to
him: "take what is in the book, forget the conduct of the
individuals".*
*He shook
his head and said:*
*"You're
wasting your time and money by running these exhibitions, for perhaps we know
you better than you know yourselves!! When most of you don't go by the books,
of what use are the books to me?*
*"Go
back to your magnificent book (Holy Quran) implement the principles and manners
contained therein, and when you perfect the implementation, you will find the
nations entering your religion in droves, without the need for exhibitions like
this. We are people who are more interested in visible results, in reality as
opposed to what is read in a book."*
*I became dumb founded!!! A non Muslim has said it all in
just a few words!!!*
In my view, sadly, the above specifically points towards our
beloved country Malaysia, with regard to many Muslims, though there are Muslims who remain steadfast to upholding the pillars of Islam.
Kalau sudah Bermakrifat kepada Allah,
Kita mau membahas apa tentang Allah?, bukankah Dia Laisa
kamistlihi syai’un?.
Kita mau membayangkan apa tentang Allah?, bukankah Dia Laisa
kamistlihi syai’un?.
Kita mau mengandaikan apa tentang Allah?, bukankah Dia Laisa
kamistlihi syai’un?.
Kita mau berjalan kemana lagi untuk menemui Allah?. Apa kita
mau berjalan ke langit?. Atau Apa kita mau berjalan ke dalam diri kita
sendiri?.
Kita mau menjalankan apa lagi untuk bertemu dengan Allah?. Apakah kita mau menjalankan RUH untuk bertemu dengan Allah?
Bukankah kita sebenarnya tidak pernah terpisah dengan Allah?. Bukankah semua kita ini, semua ciptaan, dan seluruh peristiwa-peristiwa, sebenarnya adalah gambaran atau sifat-sifat yang melekat pada SEDIKIT dari DZAT Allah sendiri?. Masakan Dzat atau Diri Allah terpisah dengan Allah?
-Yusdeka-
Musim buah dah dekat penghujung nya. Tinggal cempedak n petai
yang masih ada dijual di tepi2 jalan. Sekali sekala ada jugak durian sikit,
buah penghujung kata deme.
Tahun ni musim buah memang sangat lumayan hasil nya. Sebabnya?
Hampir semua tempat buah2an menjadi, n disebabkan covid, ramai penjual buah2an
x dpat nk jual buah deme kt bandar2 besar. Maka buah2an yang berlambak tu,
dijual dengan harga yang murah. Lebih baik murah drpd tak laku langsung, kann.
Kt rumah ni takde la buah2an apa sangat- ada rambutan, mata kucing, mempelam, kuini,
nangka madu, pulasan n ciku. Tapi musim ni boleh dikira paling banyak makan
durian. Mula2 tu beli jugak durian pada awal musim, tak kira la datang dari
mana pun: Kuala Kangsar, Kg Gajah, Bt Gajah, Bota, Lambor, Manong, Gerik,
Lenggong. Mula tu deme jual rm7 sekilo. Sudahnya bila buah tengah banyak giler,
durian jatuh rm3 sekilo je. Macam2 durian dapat try, kiranya memang puas sangat
la makan. Tapi dalam banyak2 durian, durian yang anak sedara bagi dari Lambor n
dari seorang kawan lama yang ada kebun durian di Manong memang tak leh lawan
gua cakap lu. Memang cukup kuning, manis pahit lembut tebal. Kiranya semua segi
cukup lah. Puashati makan nya Alhamdulillah.
Celah2 tu bila mana ingat dh puas dh makan durian, mak angkat
yang dok kt gerik n kaum yang dok kt limau kasturi pulak hanto buah2an. Adoyai,
memang rezeki melimpah ruah gua cakap lu tahun ni.
Tapi kini itu semua sudah tinggal kenangan je hahaa
Tinggal petai yang beratus keping hari tu dh jadi petai jeruk sebahagiannya. oh, dan ada la jugak tempoyak piau punya sebotol dua.
Kt sini gua belanja sekeping gambo buah2an yang mak angkat n kaum limau bagi.
Layan..
He was down with FIV, which has no cure. We tried our best, sending him to d vet every week without fail after he was diagnosed with d illness.
But God loves him more, so they say.
After asar on that particular day, he meow as if calling us. We found him lying on d floor n was having difficulty breathing. And five minutes after that, he passed on, leaving us with memories of happier moments.
D video above is one of his favorite daily routines : having a drink from d overflowing water of d lotus plants. Mok would wait patiently for me to finish watering all d plants before filling up d lotus plants huge pot, n once d water started to drip out, he would drink it. How i missed him.doing that these last few days.
Mok was given to us more than two years ago, along with his sister Vivi.
Mok would always be by our side wherever we were, be it at d family room, at our garden, beside d congregate performing d prayer, n at nite he would sleep in our room.
Other than drinking from d lotus plants pot, he also loved to drink from d tap, n also using his paw to dip it into d water n to lick it dry.
We will surely miss. U, Mok 💜
Cristiano
Ronaldo coming home?
Personally,
I have mixed feelings about this.
For one,
Cristiano is well-beyond his peak years. Yes, undeniably, he is still a
goal-scoring machine, proven by statistics of his time at Juve, and before
that, at Madrid. But with the current players to don Man U jersey, especially
with the overwhelming number of strikers, where does Cristiano stand out? How can
Ole fit him into the team? Cavani has proved that he is more than capable to be
the main man, and Greenwood is also a very reliable deputy. Martial is also
available, though he is only the third rank in my list. So the choice for
strikers is not a worrying situation.
Secondly,
Cristiano will be paid a ridiculous amount of RM2,769,600.00 per week. Equivalent
to 480,000 pound sterling. This amount of money can easily cover two or three
other top players’ wages, ie: a defensive midfielder at the very least. But my
guess is Man U @ the listed company is looking at this acquisition as a
brilliant investment. Definitely fans will flock back to the stadium, visit the
merchandise store, watch the live coverage etc = making money : )
Do u
know that a season ticket costs over 530 pound sterling @ RM 3000++. Sendiri mau
ingat lahh!
On another
note, I feel that this is more because of a sentimental reason. Cristiano did
United proud when he played for them last time. So, that feeling still lingers
around and the management and the fans can’t help but to feel a bit nostalgic
about past events, thus the reason of having him for a second time. They hope
that Cristiano will help them achieve past glory again. And also Man U can’t
bear to see him wearing the blue color of Manchester. No way Jose! But from a
business perspective, It is Cristiano’s right to choose which ever team that
can afford him. But if he were to choose based purely on his love for football
(I mean, he has enough money to live forever) he wouldn’t just choose any team.
He would choose a team that adores him, which is definitely Manchester United
lah!
I hope
he will do well in his second stint at Old Trafford. And for that, all D best
Cristiano!!
Fightinggggggg!
Oleh kerana sekolah ni kat bandar jugak la kiranya,
maka pelajar datang daripada pelbagai latar belakang: baik dari segi sosio
ekonomi n juga kaum nya. Member gua time sekolah ni ada yang budak melayu,
cina, india, sikh, serani. Memang meriah la n tak pernah pun terlintas perasaan
sebagai seorang yang racist. We were friends beyond our skin color and our
race. Brotherhood gua cakap lu.
Oleh sebab itu jugak la, bila time kelas agama je,
kitorang budak yang islam ni semua pergi ke bilik khas untuk belajar agama. Time
tu ustaz Kamil yang ngajo. Boleh tahan ganas jugak ustaz ni. Ada sekali tu tah apahal
tah, dia angin satu badan habis dilemparnya buku kitorang masuk dalam longkang
semua. Tapi biasanya dia okey jee. Dia pakai songkok, talileher dan spec.
memang muka ceren je..
Satu hari tu ustaz khabo kat kitorg, “sape nak cakap
dengan tuhan boleh cal nombor ni, 24344.” Kitorang pun blk sekolah terus cari
telefon. Time tu mana ada kemudahan macam sekarang.
Gua dok kt beatbase polis. Kiranya quarters polis lah
kt university garden tu. Kt balai situ ada telefon. Bila anggota yang bertugas tu
pegi ke bilik air, kitorg pun cepat2 dial nombor yang ustaz bagi tu.
Harammmmm!! apa pun x dapat nya. Sabo je la. Jenuh cal tak dapat2..
Lama la jugak lepas2 tu baru gua tau apa cite di
sebalik nombor tersebut. Adoyai..
Layan..
Love hurts
I have loved
I have hurt
I’ve been loved
I’ve been hurt
When it’s love
Everything moves so gracefully
When it’s hurt
The pain feels excruciatingly
Love carries you to dreamland
Hopes fill the soul
Transcends the mind
Joyfully
Heartily
Hurt plunges you into sorrow
Its root burrows deep
Into the heart core
Hideously
Silently
Love hurts
In the end
Love hurts
nkc – lekiyor- 21st
aug 2021
Masa lalu
Adalah kenangan
Sering datang
Mengusik perasaan
Masa lalu
Adalah pengajaran
Teladan dan sempadan
Mengajar kehidupan
Masa lalu
Adalah pengalaman
Hidup yang panjang
Penuh pengharapan
Sarat kebahgiaan
Disulam kedukaan
Masa lalu
Penuh kerinduan
Kelak ia datang bertamu
sapalah ia dan biarkan
Ia berlalu
Guala! @ nkc
