The Engagement Of Syikin & Zul

It was the 8^th of Muharram when the engagement happened. It was a bless day though engagement particularly a pre wedding phase of every couples. When I went back from Johor in about 8 am in the morning of 11^th Muharram, (from Syikin’s home sweet home) I did realize few things, that my roommate had engage to somebody, that we are getting older day by day and the next big thing of our entire life is to marry somebody, spend our lifetime together, even grow old together. I cannot bear to sleep even a minute after we arrived in UIA. I didn’t really know what is exactly I’m feel. Everything mixed and blur.

My journey to Johor was not an empty walkway. I learned so many things from so many people over these 4 days of my most valuable day of my life.

I learned how to be a good mother, how to understand our children when we have one someday, how to respect our husband, how to be responsible and trustable wife, how to understand and entertain our parents, how to become a “sederhana” type of person, how to be good with everyone around us, how to be a wise budget planner and how to harmonize a family. All of these i learned from Cik Shida, the one whom i much more considered like my 2^nd mother.

From Pak Cik Radzi, I learned how to control our anger and manage our patient on top of everything that pushes us away from the constraint of stress. He was a really cool person, he look a lot like my father.

From brother Faizal and his sweet life partner (InsyAllah) Shamsiah, I learned how to be a responsible eldest, a responsible child, how to support our family with the ability we have, how to be a “middle person” when everything went wrong and how to be honest and humble.

From Kak Yan I learned how to be a good, an easy going, responsible and trustable neighbour, how to decorate an engagement give and how to act young when your real age is not that young.

From Chinut and Zul both two of you were meant to meet each other by the will of Allah. I learned a lot from both of them. A lesson that can only myself understand and interpret. Neither words nor feeling are able to describe what I had been through with this 2 special friends I have. My pray will always be with you guys.

Ya Allah,

Kau jadikanlah sahabat ku ini Isteri yang taat sebagaimana taatnya Khadijah kepada Rasulullah saw. Kau jadikanlah sahabat ku ini Isteri yang bijak dan disenangi sebagaimana kau anugerahkan kepada Aisyah, Kukuhkan cinta mereka hanya keranaMu dan syiar Mu sebagaimana kukuhnya cinta Ali dan Fatimah. Berkati dan cintailah mereka dunia dan akhirat. Amin.

Semoga Allah permudahkan setiap urusan kalian.

Lesson from “Ammar Bin Yasir”-(Part 2)

Pada suatu hari ketika rasulullah saw mengunjungi mereka (keluarga Yasir), Ammar memanggilnya, katanya:

“wahai rasulullah azab yang kami deritai telah sampai ke puncak”.

Maka seru rasulullah saw:

“sabarlah wahai Abal Yaqdhan, sabarlah wahai keluarga Yasir, tempat yang dijanjikan Allah bagi kalian ialah syurga”

Penceritaan Sahabat Terhadap Penyeksaan Ammar

Seksaan yang dialami Ammar dilukiskan oleh sahabat-sahabatnya dalam beberapa riwayat. Berkata Amar b Hakam:

“Amar itu diseksa sehingga dia tidak menyedari apa yang telah diucapkannya”

Berkata pula Ammar b Maimun:

“orang-orang musyrik membakar Ammar b Yasir dengan api. Maka sedang rasulullah saw melewati tempat dimana Ammar dibakar, rasullah saw memegang kepalanya dengan tangan beliau sambil bersabda:”

“hai api, jadilah kamu sejuk dingin di tubuh Ammar sebagaimana dulu kamu sejuk dingin di tubuh Ibrahim..!”

Bagaimanapun juga semua seksaan itu tidaklah dapat menekan jiwa dan semangatnya terhadap islam.

Pada suatu hari, kafir-kafir quraisy yang hampir saja berputus asa terhadap Ammar memutuskan untuk menyeksa Ammar dengan seksaan yang lebih lagi dahsyat yang pernah dikenakan sebelum ini. Badan Ammar dicacah dengan besi panas, disalib di atas pasir panas dengan ditindih batu bara merah yang dibakar, bahkan Ammar juga turut ditenggelamkan ke dalam air hingga sesak nafas dan menggelupas kulitnya yang penuh dengan luka.

Pada hari itu ketika Ammar tidak sedarkan diri lagi kerana seksaan yang demikian berat, kafir-kafir quraisy itu berkata kepadanya:

“pujalah olehmu tuhan-tuhan kami!”, lalu diajarkan mereka kepadanya kata-kata pujaan itu. Ammar yang tidak sedarkan diri mengikuti mereka tanpa menyedari apa yang telah diucapkannya.

Lantas setelah seksaan terhadapnya diberhentikan, Ammar kembali sedar pada keadaan asalnya. Beliau mula mengingati kembali setiap lafaz yang telah dilafazkannya secara paksa. Maka hilanglah akalnya dan terbayanglah di ruang matanya betapa besar kesalahan yang telah dilakukannya, satu dosa besar yang tidak dapat ditebus dan diampuni lagi. Di saat itu Ammar mula menyangka bahawa jiwanya telah menyerah kalah, maka dukacita dan sesal kecewa hampir saja menghabiskan tenaga dan melenyapkan nyawanya...

Tetapi iradat Allah yang maha agung lagi maha tinggi telah memutuskan agar memutuskan peristiwa yang mengharukan itu mencapai titik kesudahannya. Rasulullah kemudian datang mendekati Ammar dan menjabat tangannya sambil menyampaikan ucapan selamat kepadanya:

“bangunlah hai pahlawan...tidak ada sesalan atasmu dan tidak ada kecacatan lagi atasmu”

Ketika rasulullah saw menemui sahabatnya itu, didapati Ammar sedang menangis, maka diusapnyalah tangis Ammar itu dengan tangan beliau seraya bersabda:

“orang-orang kafir itu telah menyiksamu dan meneggelamkanmu ke dalam air sampai kamu mengucapkan begini dan begitu..?”

Ujar Ammar sambil menangis:

“benar wahai rasulullah”

Maka sabda rasulullah saw:

“jika mereka memaksamu lagi, tidak apa, ucapkanlah seperti apa kamu katakan tadi...”

Lalu dibacakan rasulullah kepada Ammar ayat mulia berikut:

“kecuali orang yang dipaksa, sedang hatinya tetap teguh dalam keimanan...” (16:106)

Kembalilah Ammar diliputi ketenangan dan penderaan yang menimpa tubuhnya bertubi-tubi tidak terasa lagi. Apa jua yang akan terjadi tidak akan dipedulikannya lagi. Jiwanya bahagia, keimanannya di pihak yang benar. Ucapannya yang dikeluarkan secara terpaksa itu dijamin bebas oleh Al-Quran, maka apa lagi yang hendak dirisaukannya...

To be continue in Lesson from “Ammar Bin Yasir”-(Part 3).

Lesson from “Ammar Bin Yasir”-(Part 1)

Seandainya ada orang yang dilahirkan di syurga, lalu membesar dan menjadi dewasa, kemudian dibawa ke dunia untuk dijadikan hiasan dan nur cahaya, maka Ammar serta seluruh ahli keluarganya adalah beberapa orang di antara mereka...

Rasulullah saw bersabda:

“sabar wahai keluarga Yasir, tempat yang telah dijanjikan Allah bagi kalian adalah syurga”

Penghijrahan Yasir b Amir ke Mekah

Yasir b Amir yakni bapa kepada Ammar,berhijrah ke Mekah meninggalkan negeri asalnya, Yaman adalah bertujuan untuk mencari dan menemui salah seorang saudaranya yang menetap di Mekah. Setelah beliau merasa aman dan selesa menetap di Mekah, Yasir membuat keputusan untuk terus menetap dan bermukim di sana. Lantas beliau mengikat perjanjian persahabatan dengan Abu Hudzaifah Ibnul Mughirah.

Abu Hudzaifah mengahwinkannya dengan salah seorang sahayanya bernama, Sumayyah bt Khayyath, dan dari perkahwinan yang penuh berkah ini kedua suami isteri itu dikurniai seorang putera bernama Ammar.

Pengislaman Keluarga Yasir & Penyeksaan Quraisy

Keislaman mereka termasuk dalam golongan yang pertama, sebagai halnya orang salih yang diberi petunjuk oleh Allah. Dan sebagai halnya orang-orang salih yang termasuk dalam golongan yang paling awal memeluk islam, mereka cukup menderita kerana seksaan dan kekejaman Quraisy.

Orang-orang quraisy menjalankan siasatan terhadap kaum muslimin setelah mengetahui berita mengenai penyebaran islam. Mereka yang memeluk islam, seandainya dari golongan bangsawan dan berpengaruh maka ancaman serta gertakan yang bertubi-tubi dikenakan keatas mereka.

Abu Jahal dengan lantang mengertak golongan ini dengan ungkapan:

“kamu berani meniggalkan agama nenek moyangmu padahal mereka lebih baik daripadamu! Akan kami uji kamu sampai di mana tahap ketabahanmu, akan kami jatuhkan kehormatanmu, akan kami musnahkan perniagaanmu dan akan kami hancurkan harta bendamu!”

Dan setelah itu mereka melancarkan perang saraf yang amat sengit terhadap golongan ini.

Lain halnya pula, sekiranya yang beriman itu adalah dari kalangan penduduk Mekah yang rendah martabatnya, miskin, hamba sahaya dan budak belian, maka mereka ini akan didera dan dibakar di atas unggun api yang bernyala.

Maka keluarga Yasir termasuk dalam golongan yang kedua ini. Penyeksaan mereka diserahkan sepenuhnya kepada Bani Makhzum. Setiap hari Yasir, Sumayyah dan Ammar di bawa ke padang pasir Mekah yang demikian panas, lalu didera dengan pelbagai azab dan seksa.

Allah berfirman yang bermaksud:

“apakah manusia mengira bahawa mereka akan dibiarkan mengatakan: “kami telah beriman”, padahal mereka belum lagi diuji?” (29:2)

“apakah kalian mengira akan dapat masuk syurga, padahal belum lagi terbukti bagi Allah orang-orang yang berjuang di antara kalian, begitu pun orang-orang yang tabah?” (3:142)

Demikianlah Allah mendidik hambanya dan para pendukung islam bahawa pengorbanan merupakan unsur paling penting dalam iman. Kepahlawanan menghadapi kekejaman dan kekerasan dihadapi dengan penuh kesabaran, keteguhan dan pantang mundur, membentuk iman yang mantap dan solid.

To be continue in Lesson from “Ammar Bin Yasir”-(Part 2).

Lesson from the Heavy Rain

It was a heavy rain outside, my roommates all fell into a very deep sleep. I don’t know where the dreams bring them altogether. Today Alhamdulillah, I woke up early in the morning. I did prepare some revision for my discussion. When I looked outside of my window I did suddenly remember about Kak Ayat’ present card that she gave me and my other friends in my usrah. On the card there lie the Qur’anic verses (Abasa: 24-32)

“maka hendaklah manusia memerhatikan makanannya. Sesungguhnya Kami telah mencurahkan hujan selebat-lebatnya, kemudian Kami belah bumi dengan sebaik-baiknya, lalu Kami tumbuhkan biji-bijian padanya, anggur dan sayuran, zaitun dan Kurma..”

MaysAllah,

Allah loves me, loves my parents, my family, my friends, all the Muslim and all the humankind. This rain is one of His pleasures given to us. The calmness that we feel in this rain, a warm welcome by it winds, and the hybrid rhythmic of it water droplets all make sense to me that

“Tiada Pemberi Rezeki Kecuali Allah”

I am not a good Muslim, a good daughter, a good granddaughter, a good student, a good sister, a good friend and I don’t know if neither I can be a good mother to my children or a good wife because nothing is good in me. It is a very far journey to make a massive improvement. Islam teach me that

“Never will Allah change the condition of a people until they change it themselves (with their own soul)” –verse 13:11

It is a promise said by Allah, if there is no good in me then I have to change all of it. I may not be the one who is good in everything, but I have to teach myself that I can become better than the good one. Allah created me with a perfect measure. It is my thankful towards Allah that I have to work hard to become better, Insyallah.

Lesson From Yusuf Estes

Yusaf Estes is a prominent Scholar who travels around the Globe Spreading the message of God, he also distributes video and audio lectures. Below is a very interesting short autobiography of how he converted from a Christian Preacher to a Muslim Chaplin, Yusuf Estes has written a short biography of himself and published it on his website http://www.islamtomorrow.com and www.islamtoday.com.

"My name is Yusuf Estes and I am the National Muslim Chaplain for American Muslims, sponsored by a number of organizations here in Washington, DC. As such, I travel around the entire world lecturing and sharing the message of the Christ of the Quran in Islam. We hold dialogs and discussion groups with all faiths and enjoy the opportunity to work alongside of rabbis, ministers, preachers and priests everywhere. Most of our work is in the institutional area, military, universities and prisons. Primarily our goal is to educate and communicate the correct message of Islam and who the Muslims really are. Although Islam has grown now to tie Christianity as the largest of religions on earth, we see many of those who claim Islam as Muslims, that do not correctly understand nor properly represent the message of "Peace, Surrender and Obedience to God" (Arabic = 'Islam').

Dear me, I am afraid that I got a bit ahead of myself, I was trying to give a bit of background on my own personal experience to see if it would in anyway benefit you in your ministry. This may seem quite strange that I would offer to help you, while we perhaps share a few different perspectives and concepts of God, Jesus, prophet hood, sin and salvation. But you see, at one time I was in the same boat as you. Really, I was. Let me explain.

I was born into a very strong Christian family in the Midwest. Our family and their ancestors not only built the churches and schools across this land, but actually were the same ones who came here in the first place. While I was still in elementary we relocated in Houston, Texas in 1949 (I'm old).


We attended church regularly and I was baptized at the age of 12 in Pasadena, Texas. As a teenager, I wanted to visit other churches to learn more of their teachings and beliefs. The Baptists, Methodists, Episcopalians, Charismatic movements, Nazarene, Church of Christ, Church of God, Church of God in Christ, Full Gospel, Agape, Catholic, Presbyterian and many more. I developed quite a thirst for the "Gospel" or as we say; "Good News." My research into religion did not stop with Christianity. Not at all. Hinduism, Judaism, Buddhism, Metaphysics, native American beliefs were all a part of my studies. Just about the only one that I did not look into seriously was "Islam". Why? Good question.

Anyway, I became very interested in different types of music, especially Gospel and Classical. Because my whole family was religious and musical it followed that I too would begin my studies in both areas. All this set me for the logical position of Music Minister in many of the churches that I became affiliated with over the years. I started teaching keyboard instruments in 1960 and by 1963 owned my own studios in Laurel, Maryland, called "Estes Music Studios."

Over the next 30 years my father and I worked together in many business projects. We had entertainment programs, shows and attractions. We opened piano and organ stores all the way from Texas and Oklahoma to Florida. I made millions of dollars in those years, but could not find the peace of mind that can only come through knowing the truth and finding the real plan of salvation. I'm sure you have asked yourself the question; "Why did God create me?" or "What is it that God wants me to do?" or "Exactly who is God, anyway?" "Why do we believe in 'original sin?" and "Why would the sons of Adam be forced to accept his 'sins' and then as a result be punished forever. But if you asked anyone these questions, they would probably tell you that you have to believe without asking, or that it is a 'mystery' and you shouldn't ask.

And then there is the concept of the 'Trinity.' If I would ask preachers or ministers to give me some sort of an idea how 'one' could figure out to become 'three' or how God Himself, Who can do anything He Wills to do, cannot just forgive people's sins, but rather and had to become a man, come down on earth, be a human, and then take on the sins of all people. Keeping in mind that all along He is still God of the whole universe and does as He Wills to do, both in and outside of the universe as we know it.

Then one day in 1991, I came to know that the Muslims believed in the Bible. I was shocked. How could this be? But that's not all, they believe in Jesus as:

* a true messenger of God;

* prophet of God;

* miracle birth without human intervention;

* he was the 'Christ' or Messiah as predicted in the Bible;

* he is with God now and most important;

* He will be coming back in the Last Days to lead the believers against the 'Antichrist.'

This was too much for me. Especially since the evangelists that we used to travel around with all hated Muslims and Islam very much. They even said things that were not true to make people afraid of Islam. So, why would I want anything to do with these people?

My father was very active in supporting church work, especially church school programs. He became and ordained minister in the 1970s. He and his wife (my stepmother) knew many of the TV evangelists and preachers and even visited Oral Roberts and helped in the building of the "Prayer Tower" in Tulsa, OK. They also were strong supporters of Jimmy Swaggart, Jim and Tammy Fae Bakker, Jerry Fallwell, John Haggi and the biggest enemy to Islam in America, Pat Robertson.

Dad and his wife worked together and were most active in recording "Praise" tapes and distributing them for free to people in retirement homes, hospitals and homes for the elderly. And then in 1991 he began doing business with a man from Egypt and told me that he wanted me to meet him. This idea appealed to me when I thought about the idea of having an international flavor. You know, the pyramids, sphinx, Nile River and all that. Then my father mentioned that this man was a 'Moslem.'

I couldn't believe my ears.

A 'Moslem?'

No way!

I reminded my dad of the various different things that we had heard about these people, how they are Terrorists; hijackers; kidnappers; bombers and who knows what else?

Not only that but:
They don't believe in God
They kiss the ground five times a day and

They worship a black box in the desert.

No!

I did not want to meet this 'Moslem' man. No way!

My father insisted that I meet him and reassured me that he was a very nice person. So, I gave in and agreed to the meeting. But on my terms. I agreed to meet him on a Sunday after church so we would be all prayed up and in good standing with the Lord. I would be carrying my Bible under my arm as usual. I would have my big shiny cross dangling and I would have on my cap which says: "Jesus is Lord" right across the front. My wife and two young daughters came along and we were ready for our first encounter with the 'Moslems.'

When I came into the shop and asked my father where the 'Moslem' was, he pointed and said: "He's right over there." I was confused. That couldn't be the Moslem. No way. I'm looking for a huge man with flowing robes and big turban on his head, a beard half way down his shirt and eyebrows that go all the way across his forehead. This man had no beard. In fact, he didn't even have any hair on his head at all. He was very close to bald. And he was very pleasant with a warm welcome and handshake. This didn't make sense. I thought they are terrorists and bombers. What is this all about?Never mind. I'll get right to work on this guy. He needs to be 'saved' and me and the Lord are going to do it.

So, after a quick introduction, I asked him:

"Do you believe in God?"

He said:

"Yes."

(Good!)

Then I said:

"Do you believe in Adam and Eve?"

He said:

"Yes."

I said: "What about Abraham? You believe in him and how he tried to sacrifice his son for God?"

He said:

"Yes."

Then I asked:

"What about Moses?"

"Ten Commandments?"

"Parting the Red Sea?"

Again he said:

"Yes."

Then:

"What about the other prophets, David, Solomon and John the Baptist?"

He said:

"Yes."

I asked:

"Do you believe in the Bible?"

Again, he said:

"Yes."

So, now it was time for the big question:

"Do you believe in Jesus? That he was the Messiah (Christ) of God?"

Again the said:

"Yes."

Well now:

"This was going to be easier than I had thought."

He was just about ready to be baptized only he didn't know it. And I was just the one to do it, too.

I was winning souls to the Lord day after day and this would be a big achievement for me, to catch one of these 'Moslems' and 'convert' him to Christianity. I asked him if he liked tea and he said he did. So off we went to a little shop in the mall to sit and talk about my favorite subject: Beliefs.

While we sat in that little coffee shop for hours talking (I did most of the talking) I came to know that he was very nice, quiet and even a bit shy. He listened attentively to every word that I had to say and did not interrupt even one time. I liked this man's way and thought that he had definite potential to become a good Christian. Little did I know the course of events about to unravel in front of my eyes.

First of all, I agreed with my father that we should do business with this man and even encouraged the idea of him traveling along with me on my business trips across the northern part of Texas. Day after day we would ride together and discuss various issues pertaining to different beliefs that people have. And along the way, I could of course interject some of my favorite radio programs of worship and praise to help bring the message to this poor individual. We talked about the concept of God; the meaning of life; the purpose of creation; the prophets and their mission and how God reveals His Will to mankind. We also shared a lot of personal experiences and ideas as well.

 

One day I came to know that my friend Mohamed was going to move out of the home he have been sharing with a friend of his and was going to be living in the mosque for a time. I went to my dad and asked him if we could invite Mohamed to come out to our big home in the country and stay there with us. After all, he could share some of the work and some expenses and he would be right there when we were ready to go to out traveling around. My father agreed and Mohamed moved in.

Of course I still would find time to visit my fellow preachers and evangelists around the state of Texas. One of them lived on the Texas -- Mexico border and another lived near lived Oklahoma border. One preacher liked to a huge wooden cross that was bigger than a car. He would carry it over his shoulder and drag the bottom on the ground and go down the road or freeway hauling these two beams formed in the shape of a cross. People would stop their cars and come over to him and ask him what was going on and he would give them pamphlets and booklets on Christianity.

One day my friend with the cross had a heart attack and had to go to the Veterans Hospital where he stayed for quite a long while. I used to visit him in the hospital several times a week and I would take Mohamed with me with the hopes that we could all share together in the subject of beliefs and religions. My friend was not very impressed and it was obvious that he did not want to know anything about Islam. Then one day a man who was sharing the room with my friend came rolling into the room in his wheelchair. I went to him and asked him his name and he said that it didn't matter and when I asked him where he was from he said he was from the planet Jupiter. I thought about what he said and then began to wonder if I was in the cardiac ward or the mental ward.

I knew the man was lonely and depressed and needed someone in his life. So, I began to 'witness' to him about the Lord. I read to him out of the book of Jonah in the Old Testament. I shared the story of the prophet Jonah who had been sent by the Lord to call his people to the correct way. Jonah had left his people and escaped by boat to leave his city and head out to sea. A storm came up and the ship almost capsized and the people on board threw Jonah over the side of the ship. A whale came up to the surface and grabbed Jonah, swallowed him and then went down to the bottom of the sea, where he stayed for 3 days and 3 nights. Yet because of God's Mercy, He caused the whale to rise to the surface and then spit Jonah out to return back home safely to his city of Nineveh. And the idea was that we can't really run away from our problems because we always know what we have done. And what is more, God also always knows what we have done.

After sharing this story with the man in the wheel chair, he looked up and me and apologized. He told me he was sorry for his rude behavior and that he had experienced some real serious problems recently. Then he said that he wanted to confess something to me. And I said that I was not a Catholic priest and I don't handle confessions. He replied back to me that he knew that. In fact, he said: "I am a Catholic priest."

I was shocked. Here I had been trying to preach Christianity to a priest. What in the world was happening here?

The priest began to share his story of being a missionary for the church for over 12 years to south and Central America and Mexico and even in New York's 'Hell's Kitchen.' When he was released from the hospital he needed a place to go to recover and rather than let him go to stay with a Catholic family, I told my dad that we should invite him to come out and live with us in the country along with our families and Mohamed. It was agreed by all that he would so, he moved out right away.

During the trip out to our home, I talked with the priest about some of the concepts of beliefs in Islam and to my surprise he agreed and then shared even more about this with me. I was shocked when he told me that Catholic priests actually study Islam and some even carry doctors degrees in this subject. This was all very enlightening to me. But there was still a lot more to come.

After settling in, we all began to gather around the kitchen table after dinner every night to discuss religion. My father would bring his King James Version of the Bible, I would bring out my Revised Standard Version of the Bible, my wife had another version of the Bible (maybe something like Jimmy Swaggart's 'Good News For Modern Man." The priest of course, had the Catholic Bible which has 7 more books in it that the Protestant Bible. So we spent more time talking about which Bible was the right one or the most correct one, than we did trying to convince Mohamed about becoming a Christian.

At one point I recall asking him about the Quran and how many versions of it there were in the last 1,400 years. He told me that there was only ONE QURAN. And that it had never been changed. Yet he let me know that the Quran had been memorized by hundreds of thousands of people, in it's entirety and were scattered about the earth in many different countries. Over the centuries since the Quran was revealed millions have memorized it completely and have taught it to others who have memorized it completely, from cover to cover, letter perfect without mistakes.

This did not seem possible to me. After all, the original languages of the Bible have all been dead languages for centuries and the documents themselves have been lost in their originals for hundreds and thousands of years. So, how could it be that something like this could be so easy to preserve and to recite from cover to cover.

Anyway, one day the priest asked the Mohamed if he might accompany him to the mosque to see what it was like there. They came back talking about their experience there and we could not wait to ask the priest what it was like and what all types of ceremonies they performed. He said they didn't really 'do' anything. They just came and prayed and left. I said: "They left? Without any speeches or singing?" He said that was right.

A few more days went by and the Catholic priest asked Mohamed if he might join him again for a trip to the mosque which they did. But this time it was different. They did not come back for a very long time. It became dark and we worried that something might have happened to them. Finally they arrived and when they came in the door I immediately recognized Mohamed, but who was this alongside of him? Someone wearing a white robe and a white cap. Hold on a minute! It was the priest. I said to him: "Pete? Did you become a 'Moslem?'

He said that he had entered into Islam that very day. THE PRIEST BECAME A MUSLIM!! What next? (You'll see).

So, I went upstairs to think things over a bit and began to talk to my wife about the whole subject. She then told me that she too was going to enter into Islam, because she knew it was the truth. I was really shocked now. I went downstairs and woke up Mohamed and asked him to come outside with me for a discussion. We walked and talked that whole night through. By the time he was ready to pray Fajr (the morning prayer of the Muslims) I knew that the truth had come at last and now it was up to me to do my part. I went out back behind my father's house and found an old piece of plywood lying under an overhang and right there I put my head down on the ground facing the direction that the Muslims pray five times a day.

Now then in that position, with my body stretched out on the plywood and my head on the ground, I asked: "O God. If you are there, guide me, guide me." And then after a while I raised up my head and I noticed something. No, I didn't see birds or angels coming out of the sky nor did I hear voices or music, nor did I see bright lights and flashes. What I did notice was a change inside of me. I was aware now more than ever before that it was time for me to stop lying and cheating and doing sneaky business deals. It was time that I really work at being an honest and upright man. I knew now what I had to do. So I went upstairs and took a shower with the distinct idea that I was 'washing' away the sinful old person that I had become over the years. And I was now coming into a new, fresh life. A life based on truth and proof.

Around 11:00 A.M. that morning, I stood before two witnesses, one the ex-priest, formerly known as Father Peter Jacob's, and the other Mohamed Abel Rehman and announced my 'shahadah' (open testimony to the Oneness of God and the prophethood of Muhammad, peace be upon him).

A few minutes later, my wife follow along and gave the same testimony. But hers was in front of 3 witnesses (me being the third). My father was a bit more reserved on the subject and waited a few more months before he made his shahadah (public testimony). But he did finally commit to Islam and began offering prayers right along with me and the other Muslims in the local masjid (mosque). The children were taken out of the Christian school and placed in Muslim schools. And now ten years later, they are memorizing much of the Quran and the teachings of Islam. My father's wife was the last of all to acknowledge that Jesus could not be a son of God and that he must have been a mighty prophet of God, but not God.

Now stop and think. A whole entire household of people from varying backgrounds and ethnic groups coming together in truth to learn how to know and worship the Creator and Sustainer of the Universe. Think. A Catholic priest. A minister of music and preacher. An ordained minister and builder of Christian schools. And they all come into Islam! Only by His Mercy were we all guided to see the real truth of Islam without any blinders on their eyes any longer.

If I were to stop right here, I'm sure that you would have to admit that at least, this is an amazing story, right? After all, three religious leaders of three separate denominations all going into one very opposite belief at the same time and then soon after the rest of the household.

But that is not all. There is more! The same year, while I was in Grand Prairie, Texas (near Dallas) I met a Baptist seminary student from Tennessee named Joe, who also came to Islam after reading the Holy Quran while in BAPTIST SEMINARY COLLEGE! There are others as well. I recall the case of the Catholic priest in a college town who talked about the good things in Islam so much that I was forced to ask him why he didn't enter Islam. He replied: "What? And loose my job?" - His name is Father John and there is still hope for him yet.

More? Yes. The very next year I met a former Catholic priest who had been a missionary for 8 years in Africa. He learned about Islam while he was there and entered into Islam. He then changed his name to Omar and moved to Dallas Texas.

Any more? Again, yes. Two years later, while in San Antonio, Texas I was introduced to a former Arch Bishop of the Orthodox Church of Russia who learned about Islam and gave up his position to enter Islam.

After accepting Islam-Year 2000

And since my own entrance into Islam and becoming a chaplain to the Muslims throughout the country and around the world, I have encountered many more individuals who were leaders, teachers and scholars in other religions who learned about Islam and entered into it. They came from Hindus, Jews, Catholics, Protestants, Jehovah's Witnesses, Greek and Russian Orthodox, Coptic Christians from Egypt, non-denominational churches and even scientists who had been atheists.

Why? Good question. May I suggest to the seeker of truth do the following NINE STEPS to purification of the mind:

1. Clean their mind, their heart and their soul real good.
2. Clear away all the prejudices and biases
3. Read a good translation of the meaning of the Holy Quran in a language that they can understand best.
4. Take some time.
5. Read and reflect.
6. Think and pray.
7. And keep on asking the One who created you in the first place, to guide you to the truth.
8. Keep this up for a few months. And be regular in it.
9. Above all, do not let others who are poisoned in their thinking influence you while your are in this state of "rebirth of the soul."

The rest is between you and the Almighty Lord of the Universe. If you truly love Him, then He already Knows it and He will deal with each of us according to our hearts.

So, now you have the introduction to the story of my coming into Islam and becoming Muslim. There is more on the Internet about this story and there are more pictures there as well. Please take the time to visit it and then please take the time to email me and let us come together to share in all truths based on proofs for understanding our origins and our purpose and goals in this life and the Next Life.

And once again I thank you for your email today. If you hadn't sent it, I probably would still not have completed this task of putting down the story once and for all of how "Priest and Preachers Are Coming to Islam."

May Allah guide you on your journey to all truth. Ameen. And May He open your heart and your mind to the reality of this world and the purpose of this life, ameen.

Peace to you and Guidance from Allah the One Almighty God, Creator and Sustainer of all that exists.

Your friend,

Chaplain Yusuf Estes

Lesson from new semester

Assalamualaikum. As for today post, I am not going to talk about how is exactly I feel in the first day of this new semester. Let us share few circumstances happened when new semester is about to begin.

Some of you may wonder “what should I do for this semester?”

Some may act normal and be not very concern with the new semester.

Some may outlined a new mission and strategy on how to improve their pointer (CGPA) for this semester.

Some may still have the feeling of dissatisfaction upon their result “I suppose to get at least A-, but how come I get B? I scored quite high in my carry mark, I confirm that I did my final very well.”

Some still come to class without at least a purpose.

Some still having their old habit of getting late to class.

Some may think that a new semester is a kick start to change ourselves.

Some with passion and enthusiasm went to the library at the first day, borrowed some books for this semester subjects.

Some had even start a new identity, executed the changes inside themselves with hope that this changes might benefit them according to the way they want.

We have been through this a lot friends, we might be the one of the “some” that I had mentioned earlier.

Friends,

As for me, a new semester is a lesson to those ignorance and remembrance. Stop having an idea “a new semester as a new beginning” instead knock on our head so that it can leave a scar of an idea that every single day is the new beginning.

We cannot be someone who only wait for a new semester to change and transform, we cannot be someone who “gila rajin” only when the final exam is just around the corner, we cannot be someone who doing the same things every day over and over again, we cannot do the same things like what we did from previous semester, we cannot do the same things like what we did yesterday.

A change must be made every day. To improve oneself it requires commitment and discipline. Yes I do very agree that “we are what we are”, and this is “the way I am” however if we are the laziest person from the previous semester, do we still want it to be what we are in this semester? If we are the most popular procrastinator ever known before, do we still want it to be what we are right now? If we used to be the type of person who always thinks “lantak la aku punya hal”, do we still want it to be what we are at this moment?

When regret bonded you tightly and when failure says “Hi”, I dare to challenge ourselves, tell me, how many “lantak la” or “peduli apa aku” we can say? We remain silent when we face this kind of situation, we regret for saying that before “kalaulah aku dengar cakap A mesti benda tak jadi macam ni” “kalaulah aku study awal-awal mesti aku bole score” “kalaulah aku tahan diri sikit dari tengok cd ni mesti aku ada masa lagi nak belajar” either you and me we tend to be someone who always “menyesal bila benda dah jadi”

We need to transform ourselves every day. From good to better and from better to brilliant, from brilliant to excellence, and from excellence to distinction.

What we did today make sure we perfect it tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow must be better than tomorrow, and the next day must brilliant and so on. If we are the same person every day doing nothing to improve ourselves then what’s the purpose Allah created us to be His caliph in this blessed earth. Islam needed us, we change not because of others but we change because we want it to be someone who benefits Islam in many ways.

“takpelah hari ni aku malas sikit, Insyallah besok aku mesti siapkan kerja ni!”

“hari ni aku dah buang banyak masa berborak and bergelak tawa dengan member-member sampai tak ingat dunia, besok Insyallah aku kena topup balik masa ni untuk study or buat something yang berfaedah!”

“Last semester aku selalu lambat datang kelas, semester ni aku mesti datang awal dan paling penting aku tak boleh ponteng kelas, tak kisah la lecturer tu bosan ke tak, Insyallah aku boleh!”

“last semester aku selalu study gila-gila bila nak dekat final, sem ni aku kena mula study dari awal, 1 hari 2 page pun jadi la, asalkan aku kena study awal, Insyallah!”

“last semester aku ni macam katak bawah tempurung, lagi teruk dari tu pun ada, aku takda langsung leadership skill ni, nak join society or ada jawatan dekat mana-mana student bodies organization aku malas, tapi this sem tak boleh lagi! Aku kena belajar dari sekarang! Kalau tak susah nak cari kerja kalau aku takda soft skill, sem ni aku kena volunteer active kan diri aku! Insyallah”

These are the types of positive influences that we should nurture inside ourselves. Try to improve ourselves from day to day, we lost nothings in becoming a positive, instead we gain many things in becoming it. Rely only to Allah, that may He firm our stand and our intention to change, may He help us in becoming Istiqomah and makes everything simple on our journey to change.

Amin.

Lesson from Lalat

Assalamualaikum.

Allah menciptakan lalat binatang kecil yang punyai struktur badan yang sangat unik dan kompleks. pernah tak sekali kita fikir:

soalan 1
"macam mana Allah bole jadikan lalat yang makan sampah/sisa kumbahan/bangkai,smua benda yang kita tahu highly toxicated tapi these flies still survived."
tak mati pun makan sampah.
tak da pun kita dengar lalat sakit makan bangkai.

ajaib bukan penciptaan Allah.
Subhanallah.
Allahuakbar.

that is why saya kata penciptaan lalat ni sangat kompleks.
unlike manusia, Allah jadikan kita dengan keistimewaan dimana badan manusia mampu mensintesis enzim utk pencernaan makanan but bukan pencernaan toxic.

toxic dalam badan manusia tak dapat diurai tapi keluar melaui 3 cara:

• perpeluhan
• air kencing
• najis

tapi lalat,

Allah lebihkan lalat dengan keistimewaan dimana badan lalat bole mensintesis enzim untuk pencernaan toxic.

yang ajaibnye,

manusia makan segala jenis makanan untuk berikan kita tenaga,

lalat makan segala jenis sisa yang bertoksid ni juga sebagai sumber tenaga buat mereka.

toxic ini, by the end of process become ATP juga kepada lalat.

hebat bukan ciptaan Allah.

recently pakar dari Malaysia mengkaji yang maggot (ulat sebelum jadi lalat) berfungsi or berpotensi untuk merawat luka pesakit diabetes yang kritikal sampai tahap nak kena potong kaki or tangan.

maggot ni akan akan urai sel-sel kulit mati pada luka dan tinggalkan sel-sel kulit yang able to regrowth back atau dalam istilah sains nye bermitosis semula.

untuk pengetahuan rakan semua,

pakar dari Malaysia ni sendiri akui yang Malaysia dah terlambat dalam maggot treatment ni,

Negara Eropah dah lama amalkan rawatan ini 20 tahun yang dulu,

dan sampai sekarang still menjadi top treatment untuk pesakit diabetes.

dan yang paling ajaib,

Allah dah lama ajarkan kepada kita umat islam tentang treatment ni dalam alquran beribu-ribu tahun yang dulu.

ingat lagi tak pada surah yang menceritakan tentang seorang nabi yang merana dari penyakit kusta dan di tinggalkan oleh anak dan isterinya disebabkan oleh penyakit ni.

akhirnya Allah turunkan perintah supaya nabi tersebut ambil ulat-ulat maggots ni dan letakkan pada luka dia,

apa jadi akhirnya,

luka tu pun sembuh, dan nabi tersebut kembali normal.

saya minta maaf sebab saya betul2 lupa surah apa dan nabi apa yang Allah maksudkan.

soalan 2

kenapa Allah ciptakan saiz lalat sekecil lebah dan bukan sebesar kucing atau gajah?

ada beberapa sebab untuk jawapan ni:

• kalau lalat sebesar kucing dan gajah bayangkan macam mana lalat nak terbang dengan berat beban yang mcm tu..
• kalau lalat sekecil lebah, ini membenarkan lalat terbang tanpa ada beban yang berat.
• lalat sekecil lebah spread very small number of bacteria pada tempat persinggahan dia.
• contoh kalau lalat hinggap dekat makanan, still small amount of bacteria akan transfer from lalat ke makanan, dan makanan yang tadi apabila dimakan,small amount of bacteria ni akan berjaya dibunuh oleh acidic fluid dalam perut manusia.
• tapi bayangkan kalau lalat tadi besar, dan jumlah bacteria pun banyak yang masuk dalam badan, mampu ke badan kita membunuh kesemua bacteria tersebut?

nampak tak,

betapa mundur nye islam bila kita tak jadikan alquran sumber ilmu yang paling teras.

alquran bukan sahaja berguna untuk kita belajar tentang ilmu agama,

tapi untuk mengenal allah,

kita kena belajar melihat penciptaanNya,

dan setiap pencipataan makhluk di langit dan di bumi semua ada diterangkan di dalam alquran.

semoga kita menjadi saintis yang benar-benar saintis dan

semoga kajian kita berguna untuk perjuangan Islam.

Amin.

Lesson from cili padi

untuk 1 pokok cili tumbuh kita hanya perlukan 1 biji cili dari 1 batang cili shj.

dari 1 biji cili akan tumbuh berpuluh-puluh cili datang dari 1 pokok

tapi sekarang ni cili kering 1 kg dekat pasar pun dah naik harga sampai RM12.

cuba kita semua bayangkan,

kalau 1 rakyat malaysia tanam pokok cili

apa jadi?

maknanya,

takda la lagi orang jual cili padi n segala jenis cili dekat pasar tani.

semua orang jimat RM12 untuk beli cili kering

jimat RM1 untuk beli cili padi 1 peket

memang jimat la pokok pangkal nye.

apa yang nak saya kongsikan disini bukannye tentang harga cili padi naik ke apa..

cuba kita lihat bagaimana nikmat yang Allah bagi pada setiap hambanya melalui sebatang cili padi...

Allah ciptakan cili padi dengan berpuluh2 biji yang ada menjadi isi didalamnye.

dan daripada biji ini,

Allah ajarkan kepada kita manusia untuk dijadikan benih untuk hasilkan another pokok cili..

1 biji hasilkan 1 pokok, dalam 1 pokok kita dapat berapa puluh cili dan berapa ratus biji cili?

banyak kan...

nikmat yang Allah bagi dekat manusia sangatlah banyak..

hingga kan kita sendiri tak mampu nak kira..

cili ni pun yang paling simple untuk kita reflect...

ada banyak lagi nikmat yang simple n complex yang Allah kurniakan pada kita sebagai hambanya...

malangnya jarang sekali kita manusia berfikir dan bersyukur dengan nikmat yang Allah kurniakan pada kita..

disebabkan kejahilan kitalah kita menjadi hamba yang sangat bongkak dan sombong..

seolah-olah kita hidup tanpa pencipta, sedangkan Allah yang maha besar setiap saat memerhatikan kita.

mari kita sama-sama muhasabah diri,

muhasabah juga perlu istiqomah..

macam tu juga taubat,

taubat juga perlu istiqomah..

kita islam bukan kerana keturunan,

bukan kerana bangsa

dan buka juga kerana "nasib baik"

tapi kita islam kerana dipilih Allah

dalam berapa billion manusia dalam universe ni kita dipilih untuk menjadi islam,

mengenali islam, mengenali Allah dan rasulnya

kita diberi amanat untuk belajar satu ilmu tanpa sempadan...

bawalah ilmu ni sampai ke abad paling canggih sekali pun

ia tetap menjadi ilmu "beyond people limits"

ilmu inilah, ilmu alquran.

semoga kita sama-sama mendapat manfaat..

"What action is dearest to Allah"



Authenticated by Bukhari and Muslim:

Ibnu Mas'ud (may Allah be pleased with him) reported:

I asked The Messenger of Allah (PBUH)

"WHICH ACTION IS DEAREST TO ALLAH?"

he (PBUH) replied:

"PERFORMING THE SALAT AT ITS EARLIEST FIXED TIME"

I asked,what is next?

he (PBUH) said:

"KINDNESS TOWARDS PARENTS"

I asked, what is next?

he (PBUH) said:

"TO PARTICIPATE IN JIHAD, IN THE CAUSE OF ALLAH"

dear friends,

when happiness fill the air, we might sometime forget the happiness that we are able to feel is belong to Allah.

Ask ourselves,

did we passionate in finding Allah love?

or did we passionate in finding peoples love?

am I you doing this because of Allah?

or am I doing this because of "si polan"

do we want to be loved by Allah?

or do we want to be loved by a people?

only we know the right answers.

Life as a Biostudent

I become interested in life science ever since I was a kid, though during that time I was not very clear what is the major responsibility of being a scientist. I started developed my true desire towards this course when I was in secondary school.

I still remember, when I first express my full interest in biomedical field towards my family, they rejected my idea hardly. I cannot bear to stand hearing them underestimate the dream which I carry along till I grow up. I almost give up. One thing I am clear about myself, I am stubborn. If I do like a thing and I feel that it is right, regardless to what other people might say about it I will try to get what I want.

The same thing happen in this case. I apply for life sciences course in IIUM, and Alhamdulillah made it to enter IIUM itself. 2 years of having foundation/matriculation courses in PJ was not very tough physically. However emotionally I being test by once again my family. 

They started to sell bags of negative thought upon this course by having a question like: "ada kerja ke nanti?" "kenapa ramai graduan bio menganggur?" and again my stubbornness empowering everything. Though I remain silence externally, my internally shouted strongly the words of  "who cares!".

What points make me stand still up until this moment of time are

1. 10 years from now I believe that Malaysia will be at the greatest potential in placing bio industry as an industry that will contribute the most in its economy
2. thus, for doing so this country need large number of scientist to conduct various research on various field
3. to become developed in year 2020, Malaysia need to empowering science in all aspects. Because science bring us to the world beyond boundaries
4. they are so many diseases out there that still have no cure. therefore it is our duties to explore and find the cure
5. To achieve "wawasan 2020" I believe we need to be a producer not a consumer in science. 

You may have your own point of view regarding this issue. I think, I am glad over the year the work that I hardly work hard on become more clear to them.They started to understand and accept my views. Asking me sometimes about this course in positive and acceptable tonne of voice. Share some ideas and information with me.

Well I think they begin to understand me and Science finally. Everything being payed off Alhamdulillah. And now I am seek to look further into my future in this course. No turning back I guess and No regret for sure.

This is just a quote which I like to share with all of you:

"The rest of your life is a long time and whether, you know it or not it's being shaped right now. You can choose to blame your circumstances on fate or bad luck or bad choices, or you can fight back. Things aren't always going to be fair in the real world, that's just the way it is, but for the most part you get what you give. Let me ask you all a question. What's worse: not getting everything you wished for or getting it but finding out it's not enough? The rest of your life is being shaped right now with the dreams you chase, the choices you make and the person you decide to be. The rest of your life is a long time and the rest of your life starts right now"

Thank You

BioMalaysia

When first kak huda stood still in front of the class asking for those wanted to join this program, nobody moved a muscle.

Imagined that we need to sacrifice almost rm200, makes the offer look dull like color never exist at all.

A few weeks or after a month if I still can remember..

She came in front, holding a mic and hoping the latest new that she will inform us had filch a space in our heart.

kak huda : "sapa nak join biomalaysia? fee kali hanya rm80 sbb kita dapat subsidi dari Kuliyyah.

sapa nak join tolong tulis nama and IC dekat dalam kertas ni ye."

(simultaneously showing the paper)

Wah!!

Almost >20 students showed up in front..everybody responded the announcement. all of them are girls (mana pergi brothers2 harapan bangsa ni?????)

We registered and confirmed as participant.

However, I still remember that night when my anatomy lab groups having a final lab report discussion together..they discuss a few things about BioMalaysia event..

me: ati mu g biomalaysia?

ati: ak dgn yan registered dh td tapi rasa was-was plak sbb wan kata event tu macam lebih utk bdak biotek jer

wan: ye la damia saya pn berat nak pergi ni..

me: tapi kalo track 2 tu kan lbh pada biomed

dila: nani pun dah cancel nama dia,ramai kot yang cancel balik

ati: mcm tak berbaloi je

wan: saya nak balik la, lama tak balik

me: suka hati korang la..

Frankly speak,

frustrated flow as rapid as my blood flow inside my whole body. Filling me with somekind of uneasy mood that night..

Less of us feel the important of this event.

To be "husnuzon" (maybe dorang kesempitan wang kot or ada aktiviti lain yang lbh penting) Im telling myself

Almost 15 of us joined this event.

I must said that, this 3 days program benefit me in many aspects

• I have the broadest view, insyAllah that biomedical and biotechnology walk together and it is not the 2 different field of scienes
• you can see the future of being a bio graduate, we no longer need to be afraid of any stupid rumors saying that "budak biomedic ni ada kerja ke nnt" chances are everywhere
• you can get to know so many laureates who had developed so many research
• have a chat with "bukan calang-calang orang"
• find place for industrial training
• understand that everything that had been discussed in the class is mentioned continuosly in the event (see how can we apply our knowledge)
• get to know with so many peoples of different nations and country
• and many many more

I will try my best to share every single things that I captured in this event.

From time to time I will try to publish or upload slides, photo or contents discussed in the conferences

And

Friends

Hope it benefits you maximumly.

"Points To Ponder"

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,

When the road you are taking seems all uphill,

When the time is suddenly stirring swiftly,

When you feel helpless and you are struggling,

For the best to come out of which you are hoping,

When care and laziness is pressing you down uncontrolling,

Rest for a while, but do not quit!

What would it be liked to win a Nobel Prize?

It is a sudden called,happen to myself on one bright day when I was attending the Biochemistry lecture last semester...

we are discussing about the topic and issues on DNA

my lecturer said:

"when Francis (Francis crick-nobel prize winner on DNA double helix) moved to England to study more and complete his research on the DNA structure with Watson (James Watson) he was about 19 year old at that time"....

Dr Fuziah continue:

"He was so aeger to find the real stucture of DNA, later this brought him to meet one lady who is very professional in extracting the crystallograpic x ray on the DNA in vitro sample, she was Rosalind Franklin"

"Rosalind argued that the first model suggested by both Watson and Crick was totaly wrong...from the crystallographic sample that she has taken it showed that the structure of DNA supposed to be in helical form where the phosphate group is the backbone of the DNA itself.."

"later, Watson started to realize that Rosalind idea was true all along..two of them renewed the model, making the base inward and complement to each other in the opposite manner...however it was too late at that time for Rosalind to see the right structure constructed by the two of them, she moved to USA and died there because of cancer..."

"few more year after renewed the model, both Watson and Crick was announced as the winner of Nobel Prize in Molecular Biology on their suggested structure on DNA double helix"

"it was the crucial years to complete their research...because during that time there was a competition between labs to solved the mystery behind the structure on DNA..and among the lab, it is Watson and Crick lab in Cambridge..."

then after telling us the story behind the finding of DNA stucture we continue our lecture as usual...

but 5 minutes before end of class....Dr Fuziah told us..

"I want to see my student in the highest peak of glory, I want to see u landed on the top of the world, I want u to walk barefoot and come back home with shoes, the shoes that nobody can't wear except you, I want u to fight in the name of Islam, go and discover this world, what were in it..be the scientist and let us embrace back the golden era of muslim science that was left 1000 of years ago...and last but not least I WANT TO SEE  YOUR NAME AS THE NOBEL PRIZE WINNER"

pergggggh.....

menyentuh perasaan habis....

silenced fill the air in few moment...

speachless, amaze, proud that were on our mind...

and lepas daripada tu....semua asyik cakap pasal Nobel Prize.

then again I started to think, what would it be like to win a Nobel Prize?

The Me

Assalamualaikum

Let me make it simples, a closer look about who am I

• name : Nurul Damia Bt Mohamad Sofian
• age : 21 years old
• dob : 23 January 1988
• pob : Pusat Rawatan Islam Jalan Ipoh (PUSRAWI)
• institute : IIUM Kuantan Campus
• course : Biomedical Sc
• siblings : 5 (I am the eldest)
• food : Soups
• drink : Milk
• hobby : Games
• sport : recently addicted to Paintball
• anime : Bleach
• movie : Resident Evil
• music : "Everybody Changing" by Keane
• colors : black, white, red, brown, green and blue

I am simple at most time, however at some certain extent I can be critical and unpredictable. I can be crazy over a thing and behave normal over many things, Insyallah it's all depend on the circumstances

I hope to seek more friends from all around the globe, we can share and discuss on many things, exchange ideas, thoughts and view and execute our plans on anythings.

Last but not least,

Friends

Let's have each other =)