Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tortilla ringkas
Inti:
2 cawan isi ayam panggang
2 cawan timun dadu
1 tomato dadu
3 sudu makan mayonis
3 sudu makan sos lada hitam
* campur semua
3 tortilla - beli siap RM4.20 6 keping
panaskan kuali
masuk 1 sudu teh minyak
panas tortilla agar lembut @ garing @ ranggup
masuk inti, salad
sambil kemaskan letak semula dalam kuali supaya tidak terbuka
atau gulung dan terus makan.
Resipi Tortilla:
400 gm tepung gandum
1 sudu teh serbuk penaik
1 sudu teh garam
1 sudu makan minyak sayur
air suam
* Uli semua dan bulat-bulatkan 8-12 biji
Rehatkan 30 minit
Canai nipis
Masak dalam kuali leper
*Tortilla dijual dalam pelbagai rasa -wholemeal, garlic & plain
Resipi dipetik dari internet.
***Peringatan
"Pergi kamu orang yang hidup menjadi hamba darham". Riwayat Bukhari
kursus
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
selesai
***Peringatan
Dua tempat penting yang menjadi sasaran syaitan bagi menggangu dan memalingkan manusia daripada mengingati kebesaran Allah iaitu:
1. Semasa manusia akan menghembuskan nafas terakhir.
2. Semasa manusia berhadapan kepada Allah terutama dalam melakukan sembahyang lima waktu.
Riwayat Muslim
payung Sue
***Peringatan
"Bersin, mengantuk dan menguap dalam sembahyang adalah daripada syaitan. Manakala luar sembahyang iaitu darah haid, muntah dan keluar darah dari hidung juga daripada syaitan." Riwayat at-Termizi, al-Baghawi dan at-Tabbrani.
kira laman saya?
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
habiskan sikit-sikit
menghabiskan stok dalam peti sejuk
Farhah minta nanas madu
***Peringatan"Aku tidak bermuzakarah dengan seseorang dengan tujuan untuk mengalahkannya. Aku bermuzakarah dengannya untuk menyatakan kebenaran yang sebenar kerana kebenarannya." Iman Syafie
sukan tahunan Setia Budi
teringat ...
Saturday, March 26, 2011
tetamu
geng tuisyen 26 Mac
ikan manis-manis lembab dari Thailand - kawan Adilah bawa
telur dadar & sambal belacan
KERUTUP IKAN TONGKOL
1 ikan tongkol (saya guna 2 kepala dibelah 2 + 3 keping isi)
1 bawang besar
5 bawang putih
2 serai
1 inci halia
2 inci lengkuas
(semua kisar)
3 sudu makan rempah
2-3 sudu makan cili kisar
1/2 gula kabung
1 genggam aasam jawa (jadikan jus)
garam
1 pek kerisik (2 sudu makan)
Tumis bahan kisar.
Masuk cili kisar agak hilang bau.
Masuk rempah, air asam, kerisik.
Menggelagak masuk ikan - perasa.
*Sengaja tidak masukkan santan.
***Peringatan
"Musuh-musuhmu terbahagi kepada empat:"
1. DUNIA - senjatanya ialah makhluk, sedang penjaranya uzlah.
2. SYAITAN - senjatanya ialah kenyang, sedang penjaranya ialah lapar.
3. NAFSU - senjatanya tidur, sedang penjaranya berjaga malam dengan beribadat.
4. HAWA NAFSU - senjatanya bercakap, sedang penjaranya ialah diam.
cerita dulu-dulu (15)
Friday, March 25, 2011
selamat hari Jumaat
Berani kita menanyakan suami kita, Adakah kita calon ahli syurga?
Kalau kita melihat suami kita belum layak menjadi ahli syurga, maknanya kita lebih jauh lagi dari layak menghuni syurga. Lakukan segalanya ikhlas kerana Allah, bukan kerana suami kerana redha suami juga adalah redha Allah.
***Peringatan
Nabi Daud & Nabi Musa beribadat selama setahun lalu bertanya kepada Allah di manakah tempat mereka setelah setahun beribadat. Tetapi katak yang mendengar ucapan meraka berkata "Engkau baru beribadat setahun tetapi aku 60 tahun bertasbih, bertahmid - sedang sendi-sendiku masih gementar kepada Allah".
Thursday, March 24, 2011
What the Modern Woman Wants
oleh: Amanda Chong Wei-Zhen
Pelajar 15 tahun dari Singapura mendapat tempat pertama dalam peraduan menulis bagi kategori 16-18 tahun yang mendapat 5,300 penyertaan dari 52 negara pada tahun 2007.
Saya suka cerpen ini kerana kepekaan penulis mengenai kecelaruan masyarakat moden sekarang.
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The old woman sat in the backseat of the magenta convertible as it careened down the highway, clutching tightly to the plastic bag on her lap, afraid it may be kidnapped by the wind. She was not used to such speed, with trembling hands she pulled the seat belt tighter but was careful not to touch the patent leather seats with her callused fingers, her daughter had warned her not to dirty it, ‘Fingerprints show very clearly on white, Ma.’
Her daughter, Bee Choo, was driving and talking on her sleek silver mobile phone using big words the old woman could barely understand. ‘Finance’ ‘Liquidation ‘Assets’ ‘Investments’… Her voice was crisp and important and had an unfamiliar lilt to it. Her Bee Choo sounded like one of those foreign girls on television. She was speaking in an American accent.
The old lady clucked her tongue in disapproval. ‘I absolutely cannot have this. We have to sell!’ Her daughter exclaimed agitatedly as she stepped on the accelerator; her perfectly manicured fingernails gripping onto the steering wheel in irritation.
‘I can’t DEAL with this anymore!’ she yelled as she clicked the phone shut and hurled it angrily toward the backseat.
The mobile phone hit the old woman on the forehead and nestled soundlessly into her lap. She calmly picked it up and handed it to her daughter.
‘Sorry, Ma,’ she said, losing the American pretence and switching to Mandarin. ‘I have a big client in America. There have been a lot of problems.’ The old lady nodded knowingly. Her daughter was big and important.
Bee Choo stared at her mother from the rear view window, wondering what she was thinking. Her mother’s wrinkled countenance always carried the same cryptic look.
The phone began to ring again, an artificially cheerful digital tune, which broke the awkward silence.
‘Hello, Beatrice! Yes, this is Elaine.’ Elaine. The old woman cringed. I didn’t name her Elaine. She remembered her daughter telling her, how an English name was very important for networking’, Chinese ones being easily forgotten.
‘Oh no, I can’t see you for lunch today. I have to take the ancient relic to the temple for her weird daily prayer ritual.’
Ancient Relic. The old woman understood perfectly it was referring to her. Her daughter always assumed that her mother’s silence meant she did not comprehend.
‘Yes, I know! My car seats will be reeking of joss sticks!’
The old woman pursed her lips tightly, her hands gripping her plastic bag in defence.
The car curved smoothly into the temple courtyard. It looked almost garish next to the dull sheen of the ageing temple’s roof. The old woman got out of the back seat, and made her unhurried way to the main hall.
Her daughter stepped out of the car in her business suit and stilettos and reapplied her lipstick as she made her brisk way to her mother’s side.
‘Ma, I’ll wait outside. I have an important phone call make,’ she said, not bothering to hide her disgust at the pungent fumes of incense.
The old lady hobbled into the temple hall and lit a joss stick, she knelt down solemnly and whispered her now familiar daily prayer to the Gods.
Thank you God of the Sky, you have given my daughter luck all these years. Everything I prayed for, you have given her. She has everything a young woman in this world could possibly want. She has a big house with a swimming pool, a maid to help her, as she is too clumsy to sew or cook.
Her love life has been blessed; she is engaged to a rich and handsome angmoh man. Her company is now the top financial firm and even men listen to what she says. She lives the perfect life. You have given her everything except happiness. I ask that the gods be merciful to her even if she has lost her roots while reaping the harvest of success.
What you see is not true, she is a filial daughter to me. She gives me a room in her big house and provides well for me. She is rude to me only because I affect her happiness. A young woman does not want to be hindered by her old mother. It is my fault.
The old lady prayed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes. Finally, with her head bowed in reverence she planted the half-burnt joss stick into an urn of smouldering ashes.
She bowed once more.
The old woman had been praying for her daughter for thirty-two years. When her stomach was round like a melon, she came to the temple and prayed that it was a son.
Then the time was ripe and the baby slipped out of her womb, bawling and adorable with fat thighs and pink cheeks, but unmistakably, a girl. Her husband had kicked and punched her for producing a useless baby who could not work or carry the family name.
Still, the woman returned to the temple with her new-born girl tied to her waist in a sarong and prayed that her daughter would grow up and have everything she ever wanted. Her husband left her and she prayed that her daughter would never have to depend on a man.
She prayed every day that her daughter would be a great woman, the woman that she, meek and uneducated, could never become. A woman with nengkan; the ability to do anything she set her mind to. A woman who commanded respect in the hearts of men. When she opened her mouth to speak, precious pearls would fall out and men would listen.
She will not be like me, the woman prayed as she watched her daughter grow up and drift away from her, speaking a language she scarcely understood. She watched her daughter transform from a quiet girl, to one who openly defied her, calling her laotu; old-fashioned. She wanted her mother to be ‘modern’, a word so new there was no Chinese word for it.
Now her daughter was too clever for her and the old woman wondered why she had prayed like that. The gods had been faithful to her persistent prayer, but the wealth and success that poured forth so richly had buried the girl’s roots and now she stood, faceless, with no identity, bound to the soil of her ancestors by only a string of origami banknotes.
Her daughter had forgotten her mother’s values. Her wants were so ephemeral; that of a modern woman. Power, Wealth, access to the best fashion boutiques, and yet her daughter had not found true happiness. The old woman knew that you could find happiness with much less. When her daughter left the earth everything she had would count for nothing. People would look to her legacy and say that she was a great woman, but she would be forgotten once the wind blows over, like the ashes of burnt paper convertibles and mansions.
The old woman wished she could go back and erase all her big hopes and prayers for her daughter; now she had only one want: That her daughter be happy. She looked out of the temple gate. She saw her daughter speaking on the phone, her brow furrowed with anger and worry. Being at the top is not good, the woman thought, there is only one way to go from there - down.
The old woman carefully unfolded the plastic bag and spread out a packet of beehoon in front of the altar.
Her daughter often mocked her for worshipping porcelain Gods. How could she pray to them so faithfully and expect pieces of ceramic to fly to her aid? But her daughter had her own gods too, idols of wealth, success and power that she was enslaved to and worshipped every day of her life.
Every day was a quest for the idols, and the idols she worshipped counted for nothing in eternity. All the wants her daughter had would slowly suck the life out of her and leave her, an empty soulless shell at the altar.
The old lady watched her joss tick. The dull heat had left a teetering grey stem that was on the danger of collapsing. Modern woman nowadays, the old lady sighed in resignation, as she bowed to the east one final time to end her ritual. Modern woman nowadays want so much that they lose their souls and wonder why they cannot find it.
Her joss stick disintegrated into a soft grey powder. She met her daughter outside the temple, the same look of worry and frustration was etched on her daughter’s face. An empty expression, as if she was ploughing through the soil of her wants looking for the one thing that would sow the seeds of happiness.
They climbed into the convertible in silence and her daughter drove along the highway, this time not as fast as she had done before.
‘Ma,’ Bee Choo finally said. ‘I don’t know how to put this. Mark and I have been talking about it and we plan to move out of the big house. The property market is good now, and we managed to get a buyer willing to pay seven million for it. We decided we’d prefer a cosier penthouse apartment instead. We found a perfect one in Orchard Road. Once we move in to our apartment we plan to get rid of the maid, so we can have more space to ourselves…’
The old woman nodded knowingly.
Bee Choo swallowed hard. ‘We’d get someone to come in to do the housework and we can eat out – but once the maid is gone, there won’t be anyone to look after you. You will be awfully lonely at home and, besides that, the apartment is rather small. There won’t be space. We thought about it for a long time, and we decided the best thing for you is if you moved to a Home.'
'There’s one near Hougang – it’s a Christian home, a very nice one.’
The old woman did not raise an eyebrow. ‘I’ve been there, the matron is willing to take you in. It’s beautiful with gardens and lots of old people to keep you company! I hardly have time for you, you’d be happier there.’
‘You’d be happier there, really.’ Her daughter repeated as if to affirm herself.
This time the old woman had no plastic bag of food offerings to cling tightly to; she bit her lip and fastened her seat belt, as if it would protect her from a daughter who did not want her anymore. She sunk deep into the leather seat, letting her shoulders sag, and her fingers trace the white seat.
‘Ma?’ her daughter asked, searching the rear view window for her mother. ‘Is everything okay?’
What had to be done, had to be done. ‘Yes,’ she said firmly, louder than she intended, ‘if it will make you happy,’ she added more quietly.
‘It’s for you, Ma! You’ll be happier there. You can move there tomorrow, I already got the maid to pack your things.’ Elaine said triumphantly, mentally ticking yet another item off her agenda.
‘I knew everything would be fine.’
Elaine smiled widely; she felt liberated. Perhaps getting rid of her mother would make her happier. She had thought about it. It seemed the only hindrance in her pursuit of happiness. She was happy now. She had everything a modern woman ever wanted; Money, Status, Career, Love, Power and now, Freedom, without her mother and her old-fashioned ways to weigh her down…
Yes, she was free. Her phone buzzed urgently, she picked it up and read the message, still beaming from ear to ear. ‘Stocks 10% increase!’
Yes, things were definitely beginning to look up for her…
And while searching for the meaning of life in the luminance of her hand phone screen, the old woman in the backseat became invisible, and she did not see the tears.
***Peringatan
"Hasil amalanmu ialah apa yang layak dengan perbuatanmu." Khairul al-Nasaj.
An-Nur
(Ayat 1-5 hukum perzinaan)
Ayat 1 - ... Kami turunkan dan Kami wajibkan (menjalankan hukum yang ada di dalamnya) ... (*... yang difardukan dan ada hukuman agar kamu mengingatinya)
Ayat 2 - Penzina, deralah mereka dengan 100 sebatan ... dan disaksikan oleh orang-orang beriman (*penzina hukuman 100 sebat dan mesti dengan saksi yang beriman)
Ayat 3 - ... zina diharamkan atas orang mukmin.
Ayat 4 - ... bagi orang yang menuduh seseorang berzina
a. empat saksi,
b. kalau gagal 80 sebatan,
c. tidak boleh dijadikan saksi selama-lamanya dan
d. orang fasik.
Ayat 5 - kecuali jika bertaubat.
(Ayat 6-10 hukum Li'an)
Ayat 6 - suami menuduh isteri berzina jika tanpa saksi maka perlu empat kali bersumpah dengan nama Allah...
Ayat 7 - Dan sumpah kelima : bahawa Allah laknat ke atasnya, jika dia termasuk orang yang berdusta.
Ayat 8 - Isteri dihindar dari hukuman oleh sumpahnya empat kali atas nama Allah jika suami itu berdusta...
Ayat 9 - Dan sumpah kelima : bahawa laknat Allah atas isteri jika suami itu benar.
Ayat 10 - Dan andai kata tidak ada kurnia Allah dan rahmat-Nya atas dirimu dan Allah bukan Penerima Taubat lagi Maha Bijaksana.
Ayat 11-26 tuduhan bohong kepada Aisyah r.a
Kisah Aisyah yang sekembali daripada memerangi bani Mushthliq pada Syaban 5H.
(Aishah turun dari sekedup untuk qada hajat, kembali semula tetapi tercicir kalung, pergi mencari kembali semula rombongan telah beredar. Kemudian bertemu Shafwan Ibn Muaththal dan mereka kembali ke Madina berdua lalu timbul fitnah yang direka oleh Abdullah Ibn Ubai.)
Perbincangan ayat-ayat dalam surah ini memberikan keterangan mengenai hukuman kepada orang yang menuduh seseorang berzina perlukan empat saksi, tidak boleh kurang dan juga dengan melihat perbuatan tersebut dengan jelas.
Ayat 19 "Sesungguhnya orang menabur fitnah zina, bagi mereka azab yang pedih di dunia dan di akhirat. Dan Allah mengetahui, sedang kamu tidak mengetahui."
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
SPM
rabu
***Peringatan
Bertambah-kurangnya IMAN terbahagi 3:
1. Bertambah selama-lamanya dan tidak berkurangan iaitu IMAN sekalian anbiaya.
2. Tidak bertambah dan tidak pula berkurangan iaitu IMAN sekalian malaikat.
3. Adakalanya IMAN bertambah disebabkan bertambahnya ketaatan, dan ada kalanya pada waktu lain IMAN berkurangan disebabkan kekurangan ketaatan seperti melakukan maksiat iaitu sekalian kita orang awam.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
berpagi-pagi
Pagi ini ada rakan setugas menghadiri temuduga, semoga berjaya.
***Peringatan
Ghibah iaitu anda mengata saudaramu dengan sesuatu yang dibencinya walaupun sesuatu itu memang ada padanya, dan walaupun orang itu hadir di depan anda sebab pada zahirnya ghibah itu mengumpat !!!
renyai
***Peringatan
Dzamimah perkara yang keji syarak seperti zalim, derhaka, menyamun dan menipu daya seperti mencampurkan yang baik dengan yang buruk (seperti peniaga mencampur barang baik dengan yang buruk).
Monday, March 21, 2011
berat naik
temujanji
TAPI ...
tak pergi
SEBAB ...
tak sakit
he he he
***Peringatan
Namimah iaitu memindahkan percakapan seseorang kepada orang lain yang boleh merosakkan hubungan antara mereka.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
sunyi balik
gerai Kelantan
***Peringatan
Iman merangkumi 3 syarat
1. Ikrar dengan lidah.
2. Tasdid dalam hati.
3. Amal dengan perbuatan.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
SUPERMOON 19 Mac
BULAN BESAR
Ulasan Ustaz Zaki petang tadi meyebabkan saya mencari SUPERMOON di sebelah malam. Saya dapat melihat bulan bulat, besar dan terang selepas Maghrib ketika dalam perjalanan menghadiri kenduri di Taman Cempaka. Saya petik SUPERMOON ini ehsan dari http://aburedza.wordpress.com/ Ramai blogger membincangkan SUPERMOON
Supermoon, Perigee, Bulan Penuh, apa semua ni?
Sumber: http://www.falak-online.net/portalfalak/supermoon-perigee-bulan-penuh-apa-semua-ni
Semalam Bulan berada pada kedudukan paling hampir dengan orbit, iaitu dipanggil sebagai perigee. Di dalam setiap satu kitaran atau pusingan bulan mengelilingi Bumi, disebabkan orbit bulan bukan berbentuk bulat, tetapi elips, maka akan ada ketikanya ia berada hampir dengan bumi (perigee) dan ada ketika ia berada jauh dari bumi (apogee). Jaraknya dengan bumi di sepanjang laluan orbitnya tidak sama.
(Image credit STEVEN SCHIMMRICH)
Berapa jauh Bulan semalam?
Bulan berada pada jarak 357,000 km.
Ada ke, ketikanya ia lagi dekat dari jarak tu?
Memang ada pun. Setiap kali bulan perigee, jaraknya tidak sentiasa sama. Paling dekatpun ialah pada 354,000 km. Masa Bulan apogee (paling jauh), ia boleh mencecah 410,000km.
Apa kesannya dengan Bumi?
Seperti yang kita selalu mengalaminya setiap hari, iaitu pasang surut air laut. Cuma dalam kes-kes tertentu seperti ketika bulan dalam kedudukan perigee ini, air pasangnya lebih tinggi daripada biasa (tetapi tak adalah sampai tahap bencana).
Gempa di Jepun?
Ketika gempa bumi di Jepun, 11 Mac 2011. Ketika itu, jarak Bulan ialah 390,644 km !! Maknanya, ia bukan berada pada kedudukan paling hampir pun, malah ia nak berada hampir pada titik yang paling jauh di dalam orbitnya! Pada 19 Mac nanti, ketika ia di perigee, jaraknya 355,167km. Beza jarak hampir 9%. Cuba bandingkan dengan perigee bulan penuh yang lepas, iaitu 30 Jan 2010, jarak masa tu 356,607 km. Beza 1% je. Apa yang berlaku pada masa tu?
Supermoon? Apa tu?
Istilah supermoon ni tiba-tiba jadi popular sejak dua menjak ni. Ia sebenarnya asal dari seorang ahli astrologi (ahli nujum) Richard Nolle, yang meramalkan akan berlaku bencana pada 19 Mac ini kerana Bulan berada pada kedudukan amat hampir dengan bumi.
Ye ke? Tapi masa bencana tsunami dulu tu, bulan pun dekat dengan perigee!
Ye ke? Cuba periksa balik. Pada ketika bencana 2005 tu berlaku, tarikhnya ialah 26 Dec. Bulan ketika itu pun paling jauh dengan bumi, malah tarikh perigeenya pun 2 minggu SELEPAS bencana tersebut.
Kemudian berdasarkan kiraan di laman web http://www.fourmilab.ch/earthview/pacalc.html
Kita boleh lihat pada 19 Mac ini, bulan berada 356,577 km. Pada tarikh 12 Disember 2008, bulan masa tu berada 356,567km! Lagi dekat. Tarikh 8 Mac 1993 (18 tahun dulu), lagi dekat… 356,529km.
Oh begitu. Jadi apa yang menarik akan berlaku semalam?
Bulan penuh kelihatan 15% lebih besar daripada biasa. Dan bersinar 30% lebih terang dari biasa.
Ye ke? Tak percaya la.
Kalau tak percaya, cuba ambil gambar bulan pada malam tersebut, guna lens 200-500mm. Kemudian sebulan kemudian, pada bulan penuh akan datang, ambil lagi sekali gambar bulan penuh masa tu, dan buat perbandingan. Ini bukan cakap kosong, tetapi eksperimen yang amat mudah dan boleh dibuat oleh sesiapa pun.
Gambar kat internet semua dari orang barat. Boleh percaya ke? Entah-entah copy paste je.
Kalau masih ragu-ragu, tengok forum Falak Online di SINI. Ramai dah ambil gambar bulan penuh perigee tahun lepas
Ok, ok,Dah faham dah sekarang. Apa rujukan lain yang boleh dibaca?
Cuba tengok sini http://transit.savage-garden.org/en/the-biggest-full-moon.html Ada jadual yang menunjukkan tarikh Bulan Penuh Perigee untuk abad ini.
Lagi rujukan di sini
http://earthsky.org/earth/73765.
Terima kasih ABU REZA atas info.
***Peringatan
Orang alim tetap kekasih Allah walaupun dia fasik. Orang jahil tetap musuh Allah walaupun dia soleh.