berita bagai api yg membakar darah muda ini... di mana kita??? DI MANA KITA???????? tadi sebelum distribute flyers Fast2Fund 4 Palestine di sekitar Masjid UIA, sempat singgah military exhibition dekat dengan main audi... angkat senapang display yg kosong takde ammo tu 5 saat pun macam tak larat! terasa 3rd Dan TaeKwon-Do yg baru diperoleh langsung tidak bermakna utk perjuangan membebaskan al-Quds... huhh!!! perlu cergas dan cerdas. perlu sihat segera... ya, sihat segera! dengan izin Allah yg Maha Mengetahui segala sesuatu... ----------------------------------------- Al-Mujahidat, Armed Hamas Women in Gaza Written by Bassem Roomie Published Thursday, August 23, 2007 The Media Line http://www.themedialine.org/news/news_detail.asp?NewsID=18741 Wearing a long, draped robe and black headscarf, with a rocket-propelled grenade on her shoulder, Fatima, a 27-year-old woman living in Khan Younis, is a member of the special armed women units known as "Al-Mujahidat, " which are part of ...
subhanallah walhamdulillah wallahuakbar! I'm a Mom! oh! I'm a Mom now! that was my thought when i heard his first cry in the OT. unable to move my body, i can just smile a drop of tear :) i'm a mom! subhanallah walhamdulillah wallahuakbar! Baba made this for baby Ikram the morning before baby Ikram was born :) 12th April 2010 @ 27 Rabi'ul Akhir 1431H couple of hours after the c-sect.. still couldn't move half of my body.. Baby of Nihlah Johari 12 April 2010 --- 1.48 p.m. weight: 3.14 kg height: 47 cm (: couple of hours after birth :) taking a peek.. who's here??? oh! Tok Abah, Tok Ummi and all my uncles and aunties all the way from JB!! day 3 - home sweet home we go! ^__^ drive safely ok Baba, Ikram saaayang Baba! day 5 - i'm a bit yellow, love to sleep but Mama keep telling me to always wake up and feed. inshaAllah i'm going to be a good boy n listen to her. saaayang Mama! jazakumullahu khayran jazaa to all who prayed for us, may Allah shower his blessi...
Two words. Only 2 words. But it broke our heart like nothing else ever did. "Not bad," was the last response we had ever expected to receive. We wanted protection. We wanted assurance. We wanted them to be on our team. We wanted then to pull us close to their side. But no. They left us there, To fight our own battle. While they watch us From the sidelines. We then learnt From the bottom of our hearts That they never minded Losing us Perhaps We were nothing to them In the first place
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