Thursday, April 7, 2011


New Single by Maher Zain..dedicated to Muslims who arise and fight for their right..Allahuakbar..=)..layan..zass

Gathered here with my family
…My neighbours and my friends
Standing firm together against oppression holding hands
It doesn’t matter where you’re from
Or if you’re young, old, women or man
We’re here for the same reason; we want to take back our land
Oh God thank you
For giving us the strength to hold on
And now we’re here together

Calling you for freedom, freedom
We know you can hear our call ooh
We’re calling for freedom, fighting for freedom

We know you won’t let us fall oh
We know you’re here with us

No more being prisoners in our homes
No more being afraid to talk
Our dream is just to be free, just to be free
Now when we’ve taking our first step
Towards a life of complete freedom
We can see our dream getting closer and closer, we’re almost there

Oh God thank you
For giving us the strength to hold on
And now we’re here together

Calling you for freedom, freedom
We know you can hear our call ooh
We’re calling for freedom, fighting for freedom

We know you won’t let us fall oh
We know you’re here with us

I can feel the pride in the air
And it makes me strong to see everyone
Standing together holding hands in unity
Shouting out load demanding their right for freedom
This is it and we’re not backing of
Oh God we know you hear our call

And we’re calling you for freedom, freedom
We know you can hear our call ooh
We’re calling for freedom, calling for freedom
We know you won’t let us fall oh
We know you’re here with us

kredit to mardhiah for introducing me to this song..^_^..Tomorrow final exam for RKUD..PRAY FOR ME..PENIN @_@

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

A Great Country, A Great People

Something to share..someone share this in my yahoo group..It's so touching..T_T..Hope we all could get and learn certain value from this story.

THIS letter, written by Vietnamese immigrant Ha Minh Thanh   working in
Fukushima as a policeman to a friend in Vietnam, was
 posted on New America Media on March 19. It is a testimonial to   the
strength of the Japanese spirit, and an interesting slice of
 life near the epicenter of 
Japan 's crisis at the Fukushima   nuclear
power plant
. It was translated by NAM editor Andrew Lam,
 author of "East Eats West: Writing in Two Hemispheres." 
 condensed it.                                             
 How are you and your family? These last few days, everything was   in
chaos. When I close my eyes, I see dead bodies. When I open my  eyes, I
also see dead bodies.                          
 Each one of us must work 20 hours a day, yet I wish there were 48
hours in the day, so that we could continue helping and rescuing
 We are without water and electricity, and food rations are near   zero.
We barely manage to move refugees before there are new   
 orders to move them elsewhere.                                  
 I am currently in Fukushima , about 25 kilometers away from the nuclear
power plant. I have so much to tell you that if I could
 write it all down, it would surely turn into a novel about human
relationships and behaviors during times of crisis.            
 People here remain calm - their sense of dignity and proper behavior
are very good - so things aren't as bad as they could 
 be. But given another week, I can't guarantee that things won't   get
to a point where we can no longer provide proper protection
 and order.                                                       
 They are humans after all, and when hunger and thirst override
dignity, well, they will do whatever they have to do. The      
 government is trying to provide supplies by air, bringing in food  and
medicine, but it's like dropping a little salt into the    
 Brother, there was a really moving incident. It involves a little
Japanese boy who taught an adult like me a lesson on how to    
 behave like a human being.                                      
 Last night, I was sent to a little grammar school to help a charity
organization distribute food to the refugees. It was a  long line that
snaked this way and that and I saw a little boy  around 9 years old. He
was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of   shorts.

 It was getting very cold and the boy was at the very end of the   line.
I was worried that by the time his turn came there wouldn't
 be any food left. So I spoke to him. He said he was at school when the
earthquake happened. His father worked nearby and was 
 driving to the school. The boy was on the third floor balcony   when he
saw the tsunami sweep his father's car away.             
 I asked him about his mother. He said his house is right by the  beach
and that his mother and little sister probably didn't make
 it. He turned his head and wiped his tears when I asked about his
 The boy was shivering so I took off my police jacket and put it on him.
That's when my bag of food ration fell out. I picked it
 up and gave it to him. "When it comes to your turn, they might   run
out of food. So here's my portion. I already ate. Why don't
 you eat it?"                                                    
 The boy took my food and bowed. I thought he would eat it right away,
but he didn't. He took the bag of food, went up to where 
 the line ended and put it where all the food was waiting to be
 I was shocked. I asked him why he didn't eat it and instead added it to
the food pile. He answered: "Because I see a lot more    
 people hungrier than I am. If I put it there, then they will
distribute the food equally."     
 When I heard that I turned away so that people wouldn't see me cry.

 A society that can produce a 9-year-old who understands the concept of
sacrifice for the greater good must be a great      
 society, a great people.                             
 Well, a few lines to send you and your family my warm wishes. The hours
of my shift have begun again.                             
 Ha Minh Thanh                                                   

************ LESSON TO LEARN FROM JAPAN ***********

10 things to learn from Japan.

     Not a single visual of chest-beating or wild grief. Sorrow itself has been elevated.

     Disciplined queues for water and groceries. Not a rough word or a crude gesture.

     The incredible architects, for instance. Buildings swayed but didn’t fall.

    People bought only what they needed for the present, so everybody could get something.

    No looting in shops. No honking and no overtaking on the roads. Just understanding.

    Fifty workers stayed back to pump sea water in the N-reactors. How will they ever be repaid?

    Restaurants cut prices. An unguarded ATM is left alone. The strong cared for the weak.

     The old and the children, everyone knew exactly what to do. And they did just that.

     They showed magnificent restraint in the bulletins. No silly reporters. Only calm reportage.

      When the power went off in a store, people put things back on the shelves and left quietly!

Try imagine how Malaysian people act if this happen in our country?..Nauzubillah.I think more disaster will happen..Even now we could see the tsunami already happen in Malaysia..TSUNAMI OF HEDONISM..oh ya Allah..please save my country..T_T..