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16.7.08
11.7.08
Happy Birthday Mak!
My Mak turns 73 today. And I feel bad for not being able to organise anything for her. This son needs to buck up, certainly.
To Mak,
"Many Happy Returns! Try to relax and have fun, okay? And yes, makan ler apa jua yang teringin dihati. Tak payah pantang-pantang ler!!!"
Love,
A'a.
9.7.08
A King and a Poor Man
Dear All,
Sometimes story like this one (below) will simply sweep you away and you'll be deeply affected. More often than not, we need such reminders so much so we know that at the end of it all... it doesn't matter. This one is for all of us. It doesn't matter.
"There was a king who decided to take a tour of his country. As he passed by different places, everyone rushed to see him. However, while passing by a certain place, he noticed a poor old man who did not pay any attention to the king's arrival and remained engaged in his own activities.
The king went up to this poor man and asked why he did not join the people to see him.
The poor man replied, "Before you, there was another king who once passed by this place. Everyone gathered to see him as well. But, few days later he died and was buried in a place nearby. Another poor man also died during that time and was buried near the king's grave. After some time, a strong flood passed through that area causing those graves to overturn. As a result, the bones of the poor man became mixed up with those of the king's. We could not differentiate between them any longer. After seeing this, it does not matter to me anymore as to who is a king and who is a beggar. In the end, our home is the same.”
Narrated by brother Ayyub from Toronto, Canada during one of his lectures.
Story stolen from IslamCan website
Sometimes story like this one (below) will simply sweep you away and you'll be deeply affected. More often than not, we need such reminders so much so we know that at the end of it all... it doesn't matter. This one is for all of us. It doesn't matter.
"There was a king who decided to take a tour of his country. As he passed by different places, everyone rushed to see him. However, while passing by a certain place, he noticed a poor old man who did not pay any attention to the king's arrival and remained engaged in his own activities.
The king went up to this poor man and asked why he did not join the people to see him.
The poor man replied, "Before you, there was another king who once passed by this place. Everyone gathered to see him as well. But, few days later he died and was buried in a place nearby. Another poor man also died during that time and was buried near the king's grave. After some time, a strong flood passed through that area causing those graves to overturn. As a result, the bones of the poor man became mixed up with those of the king's. We could not differentiate between them any longer. After seeing this, it does not matter to me anymore as to who is a king and who is a beggar. In the end, our home is the same.”
Narrated by brother Ayyub from Toronto, Canada during one of his lectures.
Story stolen from IslamCan website
7.7.08
6.7.08
Another Cucu... Mohammad Aiddil Affian
Wow, they do coming in fast, don't they?A few days ago, we welcomed another cucu - this time it's Affan's and Ila's first born - Mohammad Aiddil Affian. Affan is Yan's nephew. This time a boy. And again with a no so easy name to remember. We went over Ila's last night to see the little baby.... aaah and the Tantes were over the moon and went all cair. (and the Tantes informed me that tante is actually what the Dutch called their aunts .. so not really Indonesian lah)
But when we asked them whether they want a baby in the house, the answer is a resounding no!! Hahahaha.
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