bace la..

Hi, Mommy.



I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few
weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise.
Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got
beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I
will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me
your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we
have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to
be a doctor when I grow up.

You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't
wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was
perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I
will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I
know it already.

Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about
me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that
you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called
wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand
yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did
something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and
your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad
for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It
doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after,
and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I
do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I
don't like it, Mommy.

Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and
you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes,
and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most
beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm
happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait
and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will
make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.

I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your
hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love
you, Mommy.

Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting
funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't
know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry,
Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to
protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good
person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want
us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?



You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?

It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or
touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I
still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when
you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug
me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do
that when you're awake, any more?

I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going
somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a
hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell
you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.

...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't
know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think
something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared,
Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love
you!

Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It
feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!

Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They
told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.

Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you
get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something
wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why
don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want
to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care
about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say
you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and
see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I
want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did
something wrong. I love you!

I love you, Mommy.

Every abortion is just…

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.



If you’re against abortion, reblog.

thanks..

islam dan yahudi..

hari ni nk cerita perihal puase..

nie la sikit sebyk yg aq dapat mse dengar khutbah jumaat td..

kita sbgai umat islam berpuasa..

yahudi juga berpuasa..

JADI??

apakah perbezaan kita dengan yahudi??
sama2 berpuasa..kalau nk dikirakan, yahudi pernah jadi umat kesygn Allah dlu..
(betolkn fakta ni??)

so cube kita fikir balik..

tetapkan iman kita mulai sekarang..

WAHAI UMAT AKHIR ZAMAN...

ketahuilah..mmg yahudi dan islam berpuasa..

tp yahudi berpuasa bagi mengenangkan peristiwa2 kelam didalam kehidupan mereka..

mengenangkan peristiwa gelap dalam hidup mereka..

tp kita sbgi UMAT ISLAM berpuasa kerana???

ianya adalah satu KEWAJIPAN bagi kita..

bgi memenuhi kewajipan dalam rukun islam..

BANGUN lah wahai umat islam..

bulan ramadhan yang mulia nie,jom kita tingkat kan amal kita..

jom kita dekat kan diri pada yg maha Esa..

mari perbetolkan niat semula..

IMAN AMAL..

salam ramadhan..

Assalamualaikum ya habibi ya maulana..
kaifa haluka ya sodiki??
insyaAllah antum sume akan ade dlm rahmat n berkat Nya..
aminn..


arini bawak renungan sedikit sebanyak dalam diri kita..sy x tujukan post ini kepada sesiapa..malah kepada diri sy sendiri..sebabnye,,sy sendiri bley rase yang bulan ramadan thun ini,iman sy agak berkurangan dari ramadan2 seblom nie..mari ramai2 kita renung2 kan..


knape sy ajak antum tuk renungkan??
sbb nya sy terpikirkan sesuatu..
sy thu..iman ader naik dan turun nye..tp dengan daya yang terbaik kita perlu mencuba tuk kekal kan ie berada di atas sentiase..
ader betol kan cakap sy?


adakah antum semua pasti antum akan bertemu ramadhan yang akan datang??
sape yang yakin dia akaan bertemu ramadhan yang akan datang??sila angkat tangan??
ader ke yg berani??
ingatlah,hayat kita hanya antara azan dan iqamah..nampak x bertapa singkat nye mase hidup kita??
mari la sedara n sedari sume..sedar..termasok la diri sy yang byk leka dengan duniawi ini..
mari la kembali kpd jalan yang benar..
ramai2 rebut keredhaanNya di bulan mulia ini..
byk ganrajan yang diberikan..

salam alaika..

sahabatku..

kita kenal x lme pon..dalam 3 bulan terakhir aq ader kat matrik,baru aq jumpe kau sahabat ku..
seingat aq,aq cube rapat kan diri dengan kau mase dalam surau..aq ingat lagi..mase tu kita ngah mesyuarat fikir umat..tu pon lau ko ingat..


dekat matrik,aq selalu perhatikan beberape orang yang pelik..kau termasok dlaam golongan nie..sbb nye,aq tertarik ngan cara pemakaian ko..ko x kesah aper orang kate kat ko..janji ko rse selesa berjalan di matrik tu..


tp lepas aq kenal ko,ternyata ko pon sme gak cam kami sume..aq x thu camner..hari demi hari, kita makin rpat..makin hari, makin rapat..n kisah perkenalan kita bermula dekat surau..mse tu ko baru nk kenal2 ngan group tabligh nie..jadi,aq cube rapat kan diri aq ngan ko..harap dapat bimbing ko sedikit sebanyak..


byk yg da kita harungi sma2..pergi ziarah bilik ke bilik sama2..makan sma2..sampai kan ader org cakap muka kau macam muka aq..tp ape aq cakap,"haish,ne ader sme..mandai je korang nie.."
tp dalam hati aq hepi..x thu knape..


ade beberape bende aq x dpt lupe..aq x dpt lupe kita sembang dekat susur galur mase balik dari mesyuarat fikir umat tu..da la hujan plak..bley jer kita sembang kat situ..sambil berdiri lak tuh..pelik jer org tengok..da la berbaju melayu n berkain pelikat..lawak2..


setiap hari, aq doakan supaye aq dapat jumpe kau lagi sahabatku..Alhamdulillah,pihak HEP matrik kol aq cakap aq diperlukan di sana tuk jd fotographer..so nie la mase nya yang aq x dpat lupakan..well..mmg la jd fasi sbb nk bantu pelajar baru..tp dari awal aq da plan tuk jd fasi supaya aq dapat jumpe sahabat aq yang masih ader setahun di matrik..


lepas jumpe kau, aq balik bilik untuk tukar pkai baju melayu sblm maghrib..then aq dapat msg dari kau..msg tu ader dalam entry aq setahun lepas..aq hampir kluar air mata waktu tu..x thu knape..aq x dpt lupekan betapa rapat nye kita dlu..


n jumaat lepas,5 ogos 2011,kita jumpe kali pertama di luar dari matrik..setahun setengah la seingat aq..well..sayang aq pada sahabat aq x pernah berkurang..risau aq pada kau pon sme..tp,Alhamdulillah..aq nmpk perubahan pada kau..perubahan mase aq tggal kan kau dlu..dlu kau merangkak aq pulak kne iring kau..tp skarang kau da mampu berjalan sama dengan aq..ntah2,kau da berlari..tp aq je masih lg berjalan..
aq syukur,byk perubahan pada kau..tenang aq tengok muka kau..


walaupon mase kita jumpe nie ko ader prob,kau still layan aq..thanks sgt..walaupon da lme kita x jumper..aq harap ko ingat yang kita pernah jadi sahabat baik..n kita still jd sahabat baik sekarang dan selamanya..risau aq pada sahabat aq terutama nya kau hazim x pernah berkurang..

think it yourself..

There once was a little girl who had a bad temper. Her mother gave her a bag of nails and told her that every time she lost her temper, she must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the girl had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as she learned to control her anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. She discovered it was easier to hold her temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the girl didn't lose her temper at all. She told her mother about it and the mother suggested that the girl now pull out one nail for each day that she was able to hold her temper.
The days passed and the young girl was finally able to tell her mother that all the nails were gone. The mother took her daughter by the hand and led her to the fence. She said, "You have done well, my daughter, 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 person and draw it out.
It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us. Hence, treasure all your friends and family around you from today!