Friday, March 25, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
hot air balloon
I am trying without much success to copy paste the pictures taken by Mimi of the hot air balloon fiesta in Putrajaya. I do not know why I cannot do it. I would like to share it with you so much. Because I like them balloons so much. It is one of those things.
Doesn't it look delightful? Round at the top and closing at the bottom into a teardrop shape, with a wicker basket tied below, the balloons usually in bright or mixed colors or motifs, looking like an animation in the sky. How can something that look so incredibly cute able to do incredible things like ferrying people up in the sky, also being the first craft in the world to do so, while adding romance and whimsicals to the whole idea . Imagine yourself in a hot air balloon crossing the fields, trees and rivers, in a basket. A basket!!! I can die from the cuteness of it all.
At the fiesta, the balloons are blown up using big fans and heating equipments. Then they would puff upwards with all the hot air. Equipped with the cylinders in the basket that burns out fire to keep the air in the balloon hot and afloat. There were twenty over hot air balloon preparing to take off.
The balloon pilots, as most pilots are, look so debonair but with somewhat roguish charm since their sport is for the daring, since it is just you, the balloon, the basket and God's good humour. You do not see them in safety suits or safety gadgets, just their rakish smile and experiences managing the wind. And maybe prayers.
You could land abruptly dangerously, to put it nicely, and it can be where you should not be landing but all is too cute to think of the worst. For all I can imagine, you can go around the world in a hot air balloon landing only on the most picturesque places like the fruit orchards in the Mediteranean or the zen gardens in Japan. Maybe drop by Taj Mahal for a short while to reflect on other people's love story and perhaps the Buckingham Palace to witness Prince William's wedding. Or Beatrix Potter's home at the Lake District, Scotland. See, my imaginations qualifies me to be on one, but the courage part, I am not sure.
At the moment unfortunately I cannot paste the beautiful pictures taken by Mimi..Hot air balloonis are a natural prozac for me, all the wonderful balloons lifting up into the sky, lifting my spirits, lifting my hopes into a euphoria.
Aishah could only bite her fingers, as she could not get into one.
Hope we can go to Turkey for a real ride one day. As is Aishah's dream.
Doesn't it look delightful? Round at the top and closing at the bottom into a teardrop shape, with a wicker basket tied below, the balloons usually in bright or mixed colors or motifs, looking like an animation in the sky. How can something that look so incredibly cute able to do incredible things like ferrying people up in the sky, also being the first craft in the world to do so, while adding romance and whimsicals to the whole idea . Imagine yourself in a hot air balloon crossing the fields, trees and rivers, in a basket. A basket!!! I can die from the cuteness of it all.
At the fiesta, the balloons are blown up using big fans and heating equipments. Then they would puff upwards with all the hot air. Equipped with the cylinders in the basket that burns out fire to keep the air in the balloon hot and afloat. There were twenty over hot air balloon preparing to take off.
The balloon pilots, as most pilots are, look so debonair but with somewhat roguish charm since their sport is for the daring, since it is just you, the balloon, the basket and God's good humour. You do not see them in safety suits or safety gadgets, just their rakish smile and experiences managing the wind. And maybe prayers.
You could land abruptly dangerously, to put it nicely, and it can be where you should not be landing but all is too cute to think of the worst. For all I can imagine, you can go around the world in a hot air balloon landing only on the most picturesque places like the fruit orchards in the Mediteranean or the zen gardens in Japan. Maybe drop by Taj Mahal for a short while to reflect on other people's love story and perhaps the Buckingham Palace to witness Prince William's wedding. Or Beatrix Potter's home at the Lake District, Scotland. See, my imaginations qualifies me to be on one, but the courage part, I am not sure.
At the moment unfortunately I cannot paste the beautiful pictures taken by Mimi..Hot air balloonis are a natural prozac for me, all the wonderful balloons lifting up into the sky, lifting my spirits, lifting my hopes into a euphoria.
Aishah could only bite her fingers, as she could not get into one.
Hope we can go to Turkey for a real ride one day. As is Aishah's dream.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Hadith
Apa yang Allah halalkan dalam kitabNya maka halal.
Apa yang Allah haramkan, maka haram. Apa yang Dia
diamkan maka itu dimaafkan. Terimalah
kemaafanNya. Kerana sesungguhnya Allah tidak
pernah lupa sesuatu pun”. Lalu baginda membaca
firman Allah (maksudnya): “Maka tidaklah tuhanmu
itu lupa
-- HR. al-Hakim dan al-Darqutni
Monday, March 14, 2011
Kita banyakkan tazkirah
Hai, bila datang musibah yang besar-besar baru lah insaf.
Kalau tidak, sibuk dengan apa-apa entah. Asyik lupa.
Kalau kita banding dulu dengan sekarang, datanglah rasa takut, sebab dulu-dulu musibah tak lah begini kerap. Jarang-jarang sekali, sekali dalam 20 atau 30 tahun, paling dekat, 10 tahun sekali. Kita dengar tentang gempa di benua lain, dan yang saya ingat, semasa sekolah dulu, letupan gunung berapi yang lahar yang telah menlenyapkan sebuah pulau. Itu pun pulau yang jauh dan tak di kenali. Yang nama nya tak pernah kita dengar.
Sekarang 'disasters' ini berlaku dekat dengan kita. Terlalu dekat. Kita pernah pergi ke sana, atau kawan kita pernah atau berada di sana atau anak kawan kita berada di sana, seperti di Jepun. Saya harap dan doakan anak DrF yang bekerja di Jepun selamat.
Amat amat menakutkan. Kecut hati dan perut di buatnya.
Seolah-olah alam kita marah. Jadi keluar lah dendam nya yang tak dapat di kekang , tak dapat di hindar atau pun di lawan. Datangnya untuk menghancurkan. Untuk memusnahkan.
Atau dunia sudah tua dan menghampiri kefanaannya.Crack sana, crack sini.
Bagaimana kita ni yang berada di atas nya. Selamatkah kita? Kalau kita tak dapat selamatkan jasad, sekurang-kurangnya dapat selamat kan iman kita.
Kita hendaklah terus juangkan hidup kita, iman kita sedaya mungkin. Betulkan syahadah, betulkan amal ibadat, betulkan niat. Baca doa iftitah kita dan selami maknanya
"Sesungguhnya solat ku, ibadahku hidupku dan matiku untuk Allah raja sekelian alam."
Kita bersatu hati untuk saling ingat mengingati, boleh? Ikutlah, melalui facebook ke, blog ke, email ke.
Dan sentiasa berdoa supaya Allah melindungi kami, keluarga kami, sahabat handai kami dan juga semua muslimin dan muslimat seluruh dunia. Besarkan lingkungan doa.
Semoga Allah memberi kekuatan kepada semua mangsa bencana alam, dan gantikan apa yang telah mereka hilang dengan yang lebih baik.Ameen. Bacalah Innalillawainnailaihiroji'un.dan doa-doa musibah. .
Kalau tidak, sibuk dengan apa-apa entah. Asyik lupa.
Kalau kita banding dulu dengan sekarang, datanglah rasa takut, sebab dulu-dulu musibah tak lah begini kerap. Jarang-jarang sekali, sekali dalam 20 atau 30 tahun, paling dekat, 10 tahun sekali. Kita dengar tentang gempa di benua lain, dan yang saya ingat, semasa sekolah dulu, letupan gunung berapi yang lahar yang telah menlenyapkan sebuah pulau. Itu pun pulau yang jauh dan tak di kenali. Yang nama nya tak pernah kita dengar.
Sekarang 'disasters' ini berlaku dekat dengan kita. Terlalu dekat. Kita pernah pergi ke sana, atau kawan kita pernah atau berada di sana atau anak kawan kita berada di sana, seperti di Jepun. Saya harap dan doakan anak DrF yang bekerja di Jepun selamat.
Amat amat menakutkan. Kecut hati dan perut di buatnya.
Seolah-olah alam kita marah. Jadi keluar lah dendam nya yang tak dapat di kekang , tak dapat di hindar atau pun di lawan. Datangnya untuk menghancurkan. Untuk memusnahkan.
Atau dunia sudah tua dan menghampiri kefanaannya.Crack sana, crack sini.
Bagaimana kita ni yang berada di atas nya. Selamatkah kita? Kalau kita tak dapat selamatkan jasad, sekurang-kurangnya dapat selamat kan iman kita.
Kita hendaklah terus juangkan hidup kita, iman kita sedaya mungkin. Betulkan syahadah, betulkan amal ibadat, betulkan niat. Baca doa iftitah kita dan selami maknanya
"Sesungguhnya solat ku, ibadahku hidupku dan matiku untuk Allah raja sekelian alam."
Kita bersatu hati untuk saling ingat mengingati, boleh? Ikutlah, melalui facebook ke, blog ke, email ke.
Dan sentiasa berdoa supaya Allah melindungi kami, keluarga kami, sahabat handai kami dan juga semua muslimin dan muslimat seluruh dunia. Besarkan lingkungan doa.
Semoga Allah memberi kekuatan kepada semua mangsa bencana alam, dan gantikan apa yang telah mereka hilang dengan yang lebih baik.Ameen. Bacalah Innalillawainnailaihiroji'un.dan doa-doa musibah. .
Friday, March 11, 2011
More cartoons for you
AISHAH WITH HER NEW TOY AND WAITING FOR HOT AIR BALLOONS TO COME TO PUTRAJAYA
MIMI WENT CAMPING IN RAUB
HAJAR TRYING OUT SEWING
Thursday, March 10, 2011
If
f you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!
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