Hey guys, just listen to this advice carefully...
" i cried because i had no shoes, then i met a man who had no Feet. "
Thursday, 29 September 2011
saving
Monday, 26 September 2011
This is a Story...Please read this!
Hi, Mommy.
...I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few
weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise.
Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got
beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I
will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me
your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we
have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to
be a doctor when I grow up.
You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't
wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was
perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I
will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I
know it already.
Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about
me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that
you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called
wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand
yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did
something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and
your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad
for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It
doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after,
and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I
do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I
don't like it, Mommy.
Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and
you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes,
and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most
beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm
happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait
and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will
make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.
I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your
hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love
you, Mommy.
Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting
funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't
know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry,
Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to
protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good
person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want
us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?
You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?
It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or
touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I
still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when
you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug
me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do
that when you're awake, any more?
I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going
somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a
hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell
you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.
...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't
know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think
something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared,
Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love
you!
Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It
feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!
Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They
told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.
Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you
get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something
wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why
don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want
to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care
about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say
you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and
see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I
want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did
something wrong. I love you!
I love you, Mommy.
Every abortion is just…
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
If you’re against abortion, reblog.
AMEN!!!
Hi, Mommy.
...I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few
weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise.
Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got
beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I
will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me
your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we
have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to
be a doctor when I grow up.
You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't
wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was
perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I
will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I
know it already.
Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about
me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that
you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called
wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand
yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did
something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and
your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad
for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It
doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after,
and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I
do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I
don't like it, Mommy.
Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and
you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes,
and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most
beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm
happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait
and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will
make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.
I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your
hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love
you, Mommy.
Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting
funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't
know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry,
Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to
protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good
person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want
us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?
You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?
It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or
touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I
still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when
you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug
me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do
that when you're awake, any more?
I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going
somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a
hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell
you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.
...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't
know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think
something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared,
Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love
you!
Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It
feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!
Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They
told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.
Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you
get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something
wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why
don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want
to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care
about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say
you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and
see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I
want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did
something wrong. I love you!
I love you, Mommy.
Every abortion is just…
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
If you’re against abortion, reblog.
AMEN!!!
Saturday, 24 September 2011
To Sons and Daughters ...
Dear one...
The day that you see me old and I am already not, have patience and try to understand me ...
If I get dirty when eating... If I can not dress... have patience. Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you.
If, when I speak to you, I repeat the same things thousand and one times... do not interrupt me... listen to me.
When you were small, I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you get to sleep...
When I do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold me...
Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I invited, in order that you wanted to bath...
When you see my ignorance on new technologies... give me the necessary time and not to look at me with your mocking smile...
I taught you how to so many things... to eat good, to dress well... to confront life...
When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread of our conversation... let me have the necessary time to remember... and if I cannot do it, do not become nervous... as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening to me...
...give me your hand... the same way I did when you gave your first steps.
Try to understand that my agr is not lived but survived.
Some day you will discover that, despite my mistakes, I always wanted the best thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you..
You must not feel sad, angry or impotent for seeing me near you, You must be next to me, try to understand me and to help me as I did it when you started living. Help me to walk... help me to end my way with love and patience. I will pay you by a smile and by the immense love I had always for you.
I love you ...
-Your mother-
The day that you see me old and I am already not, have patience and try to understand me ...
If I get dirty when eating... If I can not dress... have patience. Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you.
If, when I speak to you, I repeat the same things thousand and one times... do not interrupt me... listen to me.
When you were small, I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you get to sleep...
When I do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold me...
Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I invited, in order that you wanted to bath...
When you see my ignorance on new technologies... give me the necessary time and not to look at me with your mocking smile...
I taught you how to so many things... to eat good, to dress well... to confront life...
When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread of our conversation... let me have the necessary time to remember... and if I cannot do it, do not become nervous... as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening to me...
...give me your hand... the same way I did when you gave your first steps.
Try to understand that my agr is not lived but survived.
Some day you will discover that, despite my mistakes, I always wanted the best thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you..
You must not feel sad, angry or impotent for seeing me near you, You must be next to me, try to understand me and to help me as I did it when you started living. Help me to walk... help me to end my way with love and patience. I will pay you by a smile and by the immense love I had always for you.
I love you ...
-Your mother-
Sunday, 18 September 2011
do you stressed?
Feeling low? Depressed? Hopeless? Take a break and write down 10 things in your life that you are thankful for. Then write 10 things you have that someone else wishes they had. Say Alhamdulillah with sincerity and gratefulness. How do you feel now?
10 Things in My Life that i Really Thankful to ALLAH:
1) My beloved family
2) My good friends
3) A peaceful country (has never been a war and terrible natural disasters)
4) oxygen to breath
5) comfortable accomodation
6) source of food and drink
7) never cut off food supplies
8)
10 Things in My Life that i Really Thankful to ALLAH:
1) My beloved family
2) My good friends
3) A peaceful country (has never been a war and terrible natural disasters)
4) oxygen to breath
5) comfortable accomodation
6) source of food and drink
7) never cut off food supplies
8)
Saturday, 17 September 2011
Friday, 16 September 2011
nobody's perfect
if you think that you don't deserve to have someone like her, than it's not her problem. it's your problem. you can't expect to have everyone that can fix in your head. you don't always have the chance to choose in your life. it's a matter of acceptance in each differences. you are assuming that differences burden you. but you are totally wrong. or in other words, you think you are too perfect that she is totally a bad person. bear in mind that each and every person in this world are born to be the best out of the best. if HE believe that she is the best, then who are you to say not? everyone knows that everybody is not perfect. and yes, ego can kill your talent. lets change for better person. :)
and don't talk bad about others.
P/s : don't simply judge people. a reminder for me too.
and don't talk bad about others.
P/s : don't simply judge people. a reminder for me too.
Wednesday, 14 September 2011
First impressions count for a lot.
Dear...
Hello, my name is Solehah Jumaat. But most people call me Sozaa. I was born on 31st March 1991. I live in Pasir Gudang, Johor Bahru, Johor with my family. However, in this time i do not stay there because i have another house at Kolej Harun Aminurrashid, Tanjung Malim, Perak. So, i live in Tanjung Malim with my seven good friends.
I have a two brothers and two sisters. I am the firstborn, u know. I'm an active, easy-going and i love to talk with new people. I like to try new things (except if it too dangerous, then i won't try it, hehe)
Hello, my name is Solehah Jumaat. But most people call me Sozaa. I was born on 31st March 1991. I live in Pasir Gudang, Johor Bahru, Johor with my family. However, in this time i do not stay there because i have another house at Kolej Harun Aminurrashid, Tanjung Malim, Perak. So, i live in Tanjung Malim with my seven good friends.
I have a two brothers and two sisters. I am the firstborn, u know. I'm an active, easy-going and i love to talk with new people. I like to try new things (except if it too dangerous, then i won't try it, hehe)
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