Thursday, August 27, 2009

HandPhone KU...sehingga kini

Zaman skrg, baby pun ada handphone(HP)....aku start ada hanphone masa belajar di SERDANG tahun 2001. Masa tu, Nokia 3310 was widely used by people especially yg ada blue LCD screen. Bila duit JPA masuk,terus pergi area FLAT IKAN , beli HP tu & first line pakai adalah CELCOM yg sedut duit org. KENAPA? Sebab kena beli dua benda tak silap, airtime dan credit ke, tak sure. Kalu salu satu tak cukup, tak leh call out atau sms. Tahlah, masa tu masih jahil dalam bidang telekomunikasi yg sofisticated ni. Almaklumlah, kawan-kawan sibuk pakai HP dari matrik lagi, tapi aku dah masuk U baru beli. HP tu looked exactly like this:


Then, I used the phone till 2006. HP rosak, unable to hear voices of receiving calls, jammed keypad eventhough after a few 'modifications' were made. Leceh sangat, I bought a RM 100 second hand Nokia made HP from a telecomunication shop at chowkit road, KL. Goodbye Nokia 3310. The new HP was Black NOKIA 2100, smaller, lighter,handy & had much more storage and application than the previous HP. But, still the snake games was my favourite. The Hp was like this :



Pakai la HP ni untill 2007. In the mid of the year, tiba-tiba keypad tak berfungsi while playing games. Aku pun berada dalam dilema, nak beli HP baru ke, repair sendiri. I decided to repair it and another serie of unfortune event had happened. I accidently broke apart the switch on and off button from the main Hp's electrical board. This was worse than before. Then I figured out that I still can on and off it by using a small, thin, metal made material like needle or pin, attached the needle to the broken part of button of the board especially to on it. This made my Hp difficult to on and easy to off(remove battery).
I'm about to throw the Hp to the bin when I unecpectedly get a new Motorola HP , K1(still have it) from the sky. It is shining silver,boleh lipat, and i would say it has more functions and applications that functioning very well. This one has 2.0Mp camera, bluetooth,plays mp3, colourful JAVA games,more storages and surf- enabled internet. I like it but deeps in my heart, it is just a Hp, what a Hp can do(makes and receives calls, SMS, are the main).
Later in 2008, i bought a new Black Samsung SGH A821..boleh la tahan.Sume specifications dia mcm ni bile beli:


Specifications:
N etwork:
- Tri-band GSM/GPRS/EDGE 900, 1800, 1900MHz
- UMTS/ HSDPA 850MHz
Internal Screen: Widescreen 2.3" 262K QVGA display (320 x 240 pixel resolution)
External Screen: 1.07" 65K STN display (96 x 96 pixel resolution)
Dimensions (L x Wx H): 102.5 x 53 x 17.5mm
Weight: 115g
Internal Memory: 25MB
External Memory: MicroSD Memory Slot
Multi-media:
- 2 Megapixel Camera
- Video record and Video telephony
- Stereo MP3 Player (MP3 / AAC / AAC+)
- Telstra BigPond music player
- Dual stereo speakers
Standard Battery: 1000mAh Li-Ion
Talk Time (Max):
- 3G: Up to 180 mins
- 2G: Up to 210 mins
Standby Time: Up to 250 hrs
Connectivity:
- Bluetooth 2.0 (A2DP, AVRCP, BPP)
- USB 2.0
Other:
- uTrack / Black GUI
- Flight/Offline mode
- Speakerphone
- QWERTY keyboard
- Document Viewer
- Samsung SOS message
Retail Pack:
- Handset
- Standard Battery
- Travel Adapter
- Headset
- Data Cable
- PC Link CD
- User Manual
- 3.5mm Headphone Adapter

Unfortunately, the phone is locked to telstra. So, I've asked phone shops here and there, and finally I've found a shop at Centro Galleria,Morley(one of shopping complex in Perth) willing to unlock with AUD50. I agreed and yes...I can use to other network/line. heheh...and times have gone and passed, day after day,week after week, month after month,and now comes to the year 2009. I was still using the phone and telstra prepaid when suddenly I noticed a telecomunication called virginmobile offering a reliable,acceptable cheap package and free/a monthly very low payment for an iphone 3Gs, with zero upfront. Well, I talked to my wife, she agreed to switch to virgin since only virgin offers good deals on iphone. So, we grabbed 2 iphones from virgin 3 days after subscription....
to be continued...


Oxford Handbook Collection


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  3. Oxford Handbook Of Acute Medicine
  4. Oxford Handbook Of Affective Sciences
  5. Oxford Handbook Of Anaesthesia
  6. Oxford Handbook Of Clinical Dentistry 4th Ed
  7. Oxford Handbook Of Clinical Examination Practical Skills 1st Ed
  8. Oxford Handbook Of Clinical Surgery 3rd Ed
  9. Oxford Handbook Of Critical Care
  10. Oxford Handbook Of Dialysis 2nd Ed
  11. Oxford Handbook Of Girls and Womens Psychological Health
  12. Oxford Handbook Of Hematology
  13. Oxford Handbook Of Physical Measurements
  14. Oxford Handbook Of Primary Care Psychology
  15. Oxford Handbook Of Rheumatology
  16. Oxford Handbook Of Clinical Diagnosis 1st ed
  17. Oxford Handbook Of Memory
  18. Oxford_Handbook Of Emergency Medicine
  19. Oxford Handbook Of Clinical and Laboratory Investigation
  20. Oxford Handbook Of Clinical Medicine
  21. Oxford Handbook Of Clinical Specialists
  22. Oxford Handbook Of Practical Drug Therapy
  23. Oxford Handbook Of Tropical Medicine
  24. Oxford Handbook Of Urology
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  26. Oxford Handbook of Psychiatry

The Five Loaves of Bread

Zarr Bin Hobeish relates this story: Two travelers sat together on the way to their destination to have a meal. One had five loaves of bread. The other had three. A third traveler was passing by and at the request of the two joined in the meal. The travelers cut each of the loaf of bread in three equal parts. Each of the travelers ate eight broken pieces of the loaf.

At the time of leaving the third traveler took out eight dirhams and gave to the first two men who had offered him the meal, and went away. On receiving the money the two travelers startedquarrelling as to who should have how much of the money. The five-loaf-man demanded five dirhams. The three-loaf-man insisted on dividing the money in two equal parts (4 dirhams each).

The dispute was brought to Imam Ali (krw.) (the Caliph of the time in Arabia) to be decided.

Imam Ali (krw.) requested the three-loaf-man to accept three dirhams, because five-loaf-man has been more than fair to you. The three-loaf-man refused and said that he would take only four dirhams.
At this Imam Ali (krw.) replied, "You can have only one dirham. You had eight loaves between yourselves. Each loaf was broken in three parts. Therefore, you had 24 equal parts. 8x3=24

Your 3 loaves made 9 parts out of which you have eaten 8 portions, leaving just 1 piece to the third traveler. (3x3)-8=1
Your friend had 5 loaves which divided into 3 made 15 pieces. He ate 8 pieces and gave 7 pieces to the guest.(5x3)-8=7

As such the guest shared 1 part from your loaves and 7 from those of your friend. So you should get one dirham and your friend should receive seven dirhams."

HIKMAH MENINGGALKAN CAKAP BOHONG

Dalam sebuah hadis yang diriwayatkan oleh Luqman Hakim, menceritakan pada suatu hari ada seorang telah datang berjumpa dengan Rasulullah Shallallahu Alaihi wa Sallam kerana hendak memeluk agama Islam. Sesudah mengucapkan dua kalimah syahadat, lelaki itu lalu berkata :
“Ya Rasulullah. Sebenarnya hamba ini selalu saja berbuat dosa dan payah hendak meninggalkannya.”
Maka Rasulullah menjawab : “Mahukah engkau berjanji bahwa engkau sanggup meninggalkan bercakap bohong?”
“Ya, saya berjanji” jawab lelaki itu singkat. Selepas itu, dia pun pulanglah ke rumahnya.
Menurut riwayat, sebelum lelaki itu memeluk agama Islam, dia sangat terkenal sebagai seorang yang jahat. Kegemarannya hanyalah mencuri, berjudi dan meminum minuman keras. Maka setelah dia memeluk agama Islam, dia sedaya upaya untuk meninggalkan segala keburukan itu. Sebab itulah dia meminta nasihat dari Rasulullah Shallallahu Alaihi wa Sallam.
Dalam perjalanan pulang dari menemui Rasulullah Shallallahu Alaihi wa Sallam, lelaki itu berkata di dalam hatinya :
“Berat juga aku hendak meninggalkan apa yang dikehendaki oleh Rasulullah itu.”
Maka setiap kali hatinya terdorong untk berbuat jahat, hati kecilnya terus mengejek.
“Berani engkau berbuat jahat. Apakah jawapan kamu nanti apabila ditanya oleh Rasulullah.
Sanggupkah engkau berbohong kepadanya” bisik hati kecil. Setiap kali dia berniat hendak berbuat jahat, maka dia teringat segala pesan Rasulullah Shallallahu Alaihi wa Sallam dan setiap kali pulalah hatinya berkata :
“Kalau aku berbohong kepada Rasulullah bererti aku telah mengkhianati janjiku padanya. Sebaliknya jika aku bercakap benar bererti aku akan menerima hukuman sebagai orang Islam. Oh Tuhan….sesungguhnya di dalam pesanan Rasulullah itu terkandung sebuah hikmah yang sangat berharga.”
Setelah dia berjuang dengan hawa nafsunya itu, akhirnya lelaki itu berjaya di dalam perjuangannya menentang kehendak nalurinya. Menurut hadis itu lagi, sejak dari hari itu bermula babak baru dalam hidupnya. Dia telah berhijrah dari kejahatan kepada kemuliaan hidup seperti yang digariskan oleh Rasulullah Shallallahu Alaihi wa Sallam. Hingga ke akhirnya dia telah berubah menjadi mukmin yang soleh dan mulia.


From Mexico to Islam

Tuesday, 24 February 2009 22:09 Nadia
بِسْمِ اللّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيمِ
قُلْ يَا عِبَادِيَ الَّذِينَ أَسْرَفُوا عَلَى أَنفُسِهِمْ لَا تَقْنَطُوا مِن رَّحْمَةِ اللَّهِ إِنَّ اللَّهَ يَغْفِرُ الذُّنُوبَ جَمِيعًا إِنَّهُ هُوَ الْغَفُورُ الرَّحِيمُ
“Say O my Servants who have transgressed against their souls! Despair not of the Mercy of Allah: for Allah forgives all sins: for He is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful.” [Az-Zumar, 39:53]
I was born in Zitácuaro, a small town 130 kilometres from Mexico City. Mexico has a long history which is dominated by the period when it was a Spanish colony. The country’s heritage is from the Aztec, Maya and other Pre-Hispanic civilizations and today continues to prevail over the nation’s customs. This legacy remains not only in the folklore, the food, the character and the looks of modern Mexicans but also in the way they have combined the pagan native religions with the Catholicism taught by the Spaniards. This is why like most Mexicans I also grew up as a Catholic in a very superstitious environment where it was difficult to escape from the Church. Catholicism dominated the nation to such an extent that after Brazil Mexico has the world’s largest population of Catholics in the world.
My parents baptized me with the name of Nadia and took me to a catholic school where I studied until the age of 12. I remember being very devout in my faith and also frustrated with my parents and friends with their lack of adherence to the religion. The teachings of Jesus عليه السلام were not reflected in the actions of those who were around me, and for me it was not clear what Jesus عليه السلام being the son of god meant, nor why we were supposed to accept this.
What really troubled me from a young age were the contradictions I saw in Mexican society. My father always reminded me that Jesus was a man like any other and could never have been god. Nuns at the same time told us not to worship saints but they would carry and kiss images of them. Being in the middle of all these contradictions and hypocrisy made me weak and confused, but yet I tried to practise Catholicism until my father stopped me from going to the Church, as he felt I was turning into a fanatic. He always saw religious people as brainwashed. All of this made me very unclear about the purpose of life and whether their even was a creator.
I had never come across Islam and all I knew was that Arabs had a god called Allah since I came across this in fairy tales such as Ali Baba and the forty thieves. All the books I came across at a young age never mentioned that Muslims from Spain and West Africa arrived in the Americas at least five centuries before Columbus. Nor that in the mid-tenth century during the rule of the Khaleefah Abdul-Rahman III (929-961), Muslims of African origin sailed westward from the Spanish port of Delba (Palos) into the “Ocean of darkness and fog.” They returned after a long absence with much booty from a “strange and curious land.” Official history books do not mention that people of Muslim origin are known to have accompanied Columbus and subsequent Spanish explorers to the New World.
Even now, Islam and Muslims are so alien to Mexicans that there are no reliable population figures (census) on the Muslim community. Some sources claim 300 whilst others 1500 in a population of more than 100 million. We know that between the years 1850 and 1860 a new massive immigration of Arab Muslims who came from Syria and Lebanon, settled in Argentina, Brazil, Venezuela and Colombia, but in Mexico there is hardly evidence to say that some Turkish immigrants could have brought Islam with them. It is very likely that the small Muslim community in Mexico is not older than three generations. In all Latin America, some estimates suggest there is less than a million out of a population of over 500 million. For all these reasons it is very difficult to actually come across Muslims not just in Mexico but Latin America.
I first came across Islam at college when I was studying literature, it was here I learnt of the Qur’an, but its history and contents were still unknown to me. When I moved to university which was in a much bigger city I studied communication science, this degree built in me the intellectual skills and an attitude that would later help me to grasp the wisdom of Islam. My degree built a strong idea of enquiry and critical thinking. Through this I came to enjoy science and became very interested in geopolitics. I remember being amazed after every lesson on linguistics, sociology and media studies on how the world worked. All of this made me think even more about the role of moral values in life.
Academically I was achieving good results, however, I was still not content as many questions were still unanswered. I was still not content with the answers Christianity provided me with regards God and Jesus.
It was when studying Business that I developed an almost obsession with productivity and efficiency. In a marketing lecture I reflected on the concept of God and trinity, is it like a promotional bundle, 3 in 1. Through my studies I came across a website on Islamic finance. After reading through the different Islamic products and how they were built upon Islamic evidences, I was taken aback by the idea that Islamic economics is Interest free. For me this was the first time I had come across a religion that actually discussed something very practical, I began thinking of Islam as a “living” religion. It was however after buying my first copy of the Qur’an that I became interested in Islam.
My first “Quran” was a Spanish translation edited by a non-Muslim publishing house. I wasn’t looking for it but it found me in a small town book fair. Pure destiny I believe. This happened sometime after I finished my degree and I had started to work. I think I was attracted to the book because I saw it as something exotic and out of this world, something that enclosed mystery and some ideas from far distant places and time. Still, my first reaction wasn’t a pleasant one, especially when I was reading Surah al-Baqara because it made me think of death and accountability.
لِّلَّهِ ما فِي السَّمَاواتِ وَمَا فِي الأَرْضِ وَإِن تُبْدُواْ مَا فِي أَنفُسِكُمْ أَوْ تُخْفُوهُ يُحَاسِبْكُم بِهِ اللّهُ فَيَغْفِرُ لِمَن يَشَاء وَيُعَذِّبُ مَن يَشَاء وَاللّهُ عَلَى كُلِّ شَيْءٍ قَدِيرٌ
“To Allah belongs all that is in the heavens and all that is on the earth, and whether you disclose what is in your own selves or conceal it, Allah will call you to account for it. Then He forgives whom He wills and punishes whom He wills. And Allah is Able to do all things.” [Al-Baqara, 2:284]
This ayah made me feel uncomfortable about myself, it was like if God himself was admonishing me and making me remember my obligations to him.
The oneness of God was in line with what my heart always believed, but what I had read in the Qur’an was a little bit harsh for me at the time, especially the ayah’s that said Allah سبحانه وتعالى doesn’t guide the disbelievers.
Islam began to make practical sense when I came across other Muslims online through an instant messaging service called ICQ, which I used in order to contact my university tutors when I was studying an MBA. The Egyptian sister contacted me due to my name Nadia, thinking I was an Arab. The sister was actually doing online dawah, subhanAllah. Many Muslims contacted me thinking I was an Arab so in a short span of time I had a number of online Muslim friends.
We discussed a variety of issues online, I remember thinking I should be a much better person than I was when we discussed about the rights of women in Islam, I realised I had actually lost a lot of self respect and I thought about the time I had wasted in finding the truth. I wanted to change, but I was already engaged to an atheist and my liberal life style was holding me back. I was according to Mexican society a liberated woman because I was independent and successful; however deep down I was unhappy, I couldn’t even talk about my ideas to my fiancé or family.
As time passed I became even more interested in Islam and began to discuss with even more Muslims online. After some discussion with a brother online it was not too difficult to return the diamond ring to my atheist fiancé. I then travelled to Egypt in 2004 to meet this brother and hopefully marry him and take my Shahadah. However things did not turn out the way I had planned, the brother was not what I expected and meeting face to face was a disappointment.
I learnt a lot about Islam by travelling to Egypt, being amongst Muslims I got to see for the first time Islam in practical life. This motivated me to change me lifestyle and habits. I thought I would rely on destiny and see how things went with regards to taking the shahadah.
I was in the process of changing my lifestyle when Allah سبحانه وتعالى severely tested me by putting me in a life and death situation. I remember being helpless on the side of the road at night in my car, crying in despair asking for Allah سبحانه وتعالى mercy and forgiveness. I repented and promised Allah سبحانه وتعالى to become a Muslim and to make the best out of my life for the sake of Him alone.
Still, after that, I found things very difficult as I thought there is no halaal food here in Mexico, there are no Muslim men to marry and who was going marry me in Mexico - will I stay single forever? I was working for an IT global consulting firm and hated my job, I was not happy and felt like I was not worthy of being a Muslim. So, out of depression I became duped by horoscopes, not knowing it was shirk but when the predictions went all ill-fated and started to actually happen then I knew it was a sign from Allah, so after that I thought to myself from this point onwards I would never neglect a promise to my Lord under any circumstances. I left my job and started to search for other Muslims in Mexico and found a group of Turkish Muslims who were giving talks in Mexico City. Finally with their support and Allah سبحانه وتعالى grace I took shahada in January 2005.
Since taking shahadah my life completely changed. For a few years the only halaal food I found was available to me was sea food and I was the only Muslim in my town. Allah سبحانه وتعالى then answered my duah’s and through the internet I found a brother from the UK who I was to marry. Today I am surrounded by lots of Muslims in the UK whom I have learnt so much from.
I am often surprised with my memories because they don’t feel like memories of mine anymore. Recalling the past makes me rejoice in gratitude and it brings tears to my eyes as well because I realise the mercy of Allah for giving my hidayah. I have had the opportunity to repent, rectify and move on in my deen. I finally found peace and true liberation in letting go of a Jahil lifestyle and giving up my own desires and seeking none’s but Allah’s pleasure. All questions in my life have now been answered. I know that my purpose in life is to worship Him alone, and to honour with all my actions and thoughts the privileged status he gave us within his creations.
I no longer need anything in this dunya to reassure me as a valuable worthy person because He سبحانه وتعالى has shown me love beyond human dimension. Alhamdulillah he made me a believer to see all this. I don’t listen to music anymore, nor do I waste my time in frivolous activities but rather in learning more about my deen and spreading the message of Islam. Some people say I am too strict and extreme but I always let them know that there are just different degrees of devotion and to those who are seeking, I always advice them to pray with sincerity and certainty that Allah is listening. I encourage them to ask from Allah guidance and strength to follow the right path. Things are not easy but we should not let our sins or the people we love hold us back from the love of Allah, nor the fear or comfort to divert us from the fulfilment of His commands. One should love Allah so much that this love would stand firm even if all the Muslims in the world ceased to believe. I pray reverts don’t let no one to stand in their path to Allah.
Verily He helps those who strive for His cause. Allahu Akbar.
Nadia
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A Letter From Gaza

Tuesday, 20 January 2009 21:55 Umm Taqi

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته
My dear sisters and brothers I wanted to take this opportunity to send you a message from the sisters and brothers in Gaza. Please hear our situation and tell everyone that you know and don’t know.
When the Zionists attacked us on 27th December 2008, they not only attacked Hamas, they not only attacked the Muslims of Gaza, they attacked Muslims everywhere. They attacked Islam in the hope that they will weaken it and ultimately destroy it and ummah of Muhammad صلى الله عليه وآله وسلم.
And they will never stop here. They want the beloved Al Aqsa, they want the West Bank and believe me when I tell you that they want the whole of the Middle East.
But they will never succeed. They will never remove the light of Allah inshAllah.
Our situation is dire but our iman is strong Alhamdulillah, even though we have no water to speak of, and when we do, it is polluted and diseased. We have no money to buy mineral water. When we find the money those that sell it say that it is too dangerous for them to travel out to get new supplies. We have no gas, and have not had for the last four months. We cook the little food we have on real fires that we have learned to prepare.
Our men have lost all of their jobs. They spend their days at home now. My husband can spend a day just going from place to place just for the basic need of water. He usually returns empty handed. There are no schools, no banks from which we can withdraw our money. Few hospitals are open for our wounded. You are constantly aware that you risk your life when you go out and when you are indoors. They give us a curfew between 1-4pm. We can go out, they say, in safety to get your supplies, but that is a lie. They have often used that opportunity to add more shuhadaa to their list.
We eat one day rice and one day bread. Meat and milk are a luxury. They are using chemical warfare in the areas which are on the borders. They are killing us by bullets and tanks and B52s, but they are also killing us slowly by starving our children, inflicting indescribable diseases with their chemical warfare and laughing as our suffering becomes prolonged and unbearable.
All this and we are being told that people demonstrate all over the world. MashAllah the fact that you go to embassies and leave your homes makes us feel truly that we are not alone in our struggle.
But you go home at night and lock your door. We cannot do that. I have to leave my home on the second floor every night and stay with my sister on the ground floor. Should there be an attack, it’s quicker to leave from the ground floor.
But the ummah is asking where are the Muslim armies? Where is the victory? And where is our true leader who will save us from this death? Where are the armies of Salahadeen Ayubi? Do not look to the UN, they recognised Israel in 1949 as a state and sealed our fate as it is today. Do not turn to America or Britain, did they not invade our ummah in Iraq and Afghanistan. Call the armies in Egypt, in Syria, in Turkey, in Saudi Arabia, and Pakistan. In Bangladesh, in the Gulf, in Indonesia and in Libya where are they? Are they content to watch women scream for their help as they bury their young children? Are the screams of their sisters and brothers falling on deaf ears? We have a right to eat and drink in safety and security. We have a right to laugh and live in hope, do we not?
Yes we are tired. When we hear rockets and bombs and see planes that fly too close to our building, I scream with my young son and my husband feels helpless. The brothers will know what it must be like to feel helpless to protect the honour and lives of your family. It kills something of him inside. We often wonder when will they sell our land cheaply, will it take one thousand or two thousand deaths. We wait to see. The Israelis have started to plan where their settlements will be in Gaza. This is what we have become.
In all this there is no one but Allah سبحانه وتعالى that can save us. Don’t forget us because you are all that we have now. Your sadaqaat is not reaching us, and when they open borders it only reaches a few who can do nothing with it because we risk our lives just to buy food. They will kill anyone, anyone even if he is a five year old child carrying food for his family. We want to live from the sweat of our men, not from the sweat of others because we are dying.
Keep up the work of Allah and pray and work for the victory that will come soon and rescue our ummah everywhere inshAllah.
May Allah سبحانه وتعالى make us steadfast in our deen, during struggle and during ease. Ya Allah bring us the victory soon and re-establish Islam as the authority by which we live, Ya Allah send us the sons of Salahudeen, the army of Islam to rescue Mohammed’s صلى الله عليه وآله وسلم ummah from the oppression under which we live. Ya Allah protect our children and remove the zionists from our land. Ya Allah witness today that we account our rulers, we pray that you return our true leader the Khaleefah soon. Ameen.
والسلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته
Your sister umm Taqi
http://www.khilafah.com/index.php/letters/5039-a-letter-from-gaza