A store that sells husbands has just opened in New York City , where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates.
You may visit the store ONLY ONCE!
There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch .... You may choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!
So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord.
The second floor sign reads:
Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.
The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids and are extremely good looking.
'Wow,' she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:
Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop- dead good looking and help with the housework.
'Oh, mercy me!' she exclaims, 'I can hardly stand it!' Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:
Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop- dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.
She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and the sign reads:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 4,363,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please.
Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store. Â Watch your step as you exit the building, and have a nice day!
Jawapan:
Untuk yang sedang dibolak balik hatinya oleh Allah.
Anda sangat banyak melayan perasaan dan sangat sedikit menggunakan pemikiran. Memang wanita sangat kuat dicengkam oleh pengaruh emosi. Namun emosi sahaja tidak akan menukarkan khayalan kepada kenyataan. Anda sebenarnya sedang dilamun kisah silam bersama, hingga anda merasa masih cinta padanya tanpa menyedari yang dia tidak begitu.
- Buktinya dia sudah ada pengganti dan akan melangsungkan perkahwinan. Ini jelas membuktikan yang dia tidak lagi memikirkan anda langsung.
- Kenangan bersama anda sudah dikubur dalam lipatan sejarah dan dikunci dalam kotak kisah yang tidak perlu dibuka lagi. Maka adalah sia-sia yang anda masih mengenangnya.
- Betapa pun dalamnya rindu anda padanya, itu adalah rindu sepihak, ibarat pungguk rindukan bulan. Bulan tetap mengambang tanpa memikirkan ada pungguk di bumi yang merinduinya.
Oleh itu ,belajarlah menganalisa perasaan anda dan memujuk agar perasaan dan pemikiran menerima hakikat bahawa orang yang anda kenang itu bukan lagi milik anda. Malah tidak akan menjadi milik anda selamanya.
Kuburkanlah ingatan dan simpanlah kenangan anda sebagai kisah silam yang sudah berangkat dari hidup anda. Jika diteruskan juga anda ibarat mimpi di siang hari. Adalah lebih beruntung untuk beri perhatian pada orang yang ada di hadapan anda kerana dengan cara sedemikian fikiran dan perasaan anda akan terisi episod kisah baru dan lama kelamaan akan memadamkan kisah anda bersama dia.
Jangan membawa kisah silam ke masa hadapan. Kerana cara ini akan membunuh masa depan anda yang masih panjang. Anggaplah itu satu mimpi semalam untuk mainan tidur saja. Adalah membuang masa dan kekuatan untuk mengenang dan memuja, merindui dan mencemburui orang yang sudah tidak ada di sisi kita. Jangan bodohkan diri dan buang usia anda. Mungkin Allah mahu anda membina hidup baru dengan orang lain yang mungkin lebih baik dari yang hilang. Oleh itu sibukkan diri dan dekatkan diri dengan Allah agar anda dapat menerima ketentuan bahawa jodoh anda hanya setakat itu sahaja. Dan Allah juga mahu anda belajar dari kisah silam agar dapat membina kehidupan yang lebih baik supaya kita tidak membiarkan pisang berbuah dua kali, atau jatuh ke lubang buaya dua kali. Carilah ganti agar hati dan persaan terisi dengan baik dan anda lebih terfokus dalam hidup.
and You must do whatever it takes
to make them a Reality;
by the plans you make,
the course you take,
and the things you do.
Don't dwell on past mistakes.
Leave yesterday behind,
along with all it's problems,
worries and doubts.
Realize you can't change the past,
but you can start a new tomorrow.
Don't try to do everything at once;
take one step at a time,
Don't ever be afraid to try the Impossible
no matter what others may think.
Remember you are Unique
in your own special way.
Don't ever stop Dreaming!
Don't ever stop wanting what's right for you!
Where did the year go?
Suddenly it is January......again - and we realize that with the giant strides we started in January and within a blink of an eye, 2009 is on its’ back!
A big "Thank You" to each and every one of you, for the impact you have had on my life this year.
Especially for all the support and warm friendship.......without you, I'm sure that 2009 would have been so much more boring.
May 2010 mark the beginning of a Tidal Wave of Love, Happiness and a Brighter Future.
And to those who need someone special,
may you find that one true love
To those who need money,
may your finances overflow
To those who need caring,
may you find a good heart
To those who need friends,
may you meet lovely people
To those who need life,
may you find (oh my) GOD.
Awak dengan baju buruk awak,
gantungkan lah, ampaikan lah,
Awak dengan laku buruk awak,
tanggungkan lah,rasaikan lah.
Always remember this sticky notes on my room's wall. I wrote this sticky notes in my Form 1. Yupp..still remember it. It is when a youngster at this age 'taste' the new world. Become a rebel and starts on fooling around.
It a reminder for me to stick on the behave in whatever i'm doing.
Wake up every morning that first reminder for that day.
Going yo close my eyes, it is the last time come across my eyes.
yea..i should keep on remind myself this thing. even till now.
A story worth sharing ... it will touch the heart of every man and woman with family ...
4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.
There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.
With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!
Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:
"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."
At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.
A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.
However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....
Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!
Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by... Christmas carols and frantic shoppers.... but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.
His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy. My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."
After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say... I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.
And one of the letters broke my heart....
Dear Mummy,
I miss you so much! Today, there was a 'Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad
went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldn't help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why haven't you appeared?
After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....
For the females with children:
Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.
For the married men:
Drink less, smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business nor clients. Try thinking this way, are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? or your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable. Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.
For those singles out there:
Beauty lies in loving yourself first. With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.
-credit to Matt for sharing-
A friend of me, Mary just flew to Sarawak last 2 days. I'm her first friend that she told when a mail for the teacher posting she read through. How pity she is, have to fly from Kelantan to Sarawak and she's really in depression. However, it is her responsibility as a teacher to fulfill the requirement. She's brave enough to say that, "I will do it, 3-4 years is just a time. Let's do it as part of responsibility!"
That was 2 weeks ago, Mary went through the depression time and try out to build up bulk of confident and 'redho'. She was in such hard situation, but where I'm those time? I'm just forgot to comfort her, even hardly to send a sms!!
How pity friend I am . :(
On the day she's flew to Sarawak, it was the time I remember of her. Just after a glance of my calendar!!
That the moment when I hardly only can see she's waves goodbye through the plane's window.
What else I can say this time, I miss her. Miss her so much!
No wonder, since that day, Mary will get sms from me everyday. yupp.. a pity friend of her is hardly trying to hold our friendship much longer.
Yeay, she's just sms me. She's understand my situation and hold no 'grudge' for having friendship with a friend like me. phew!! A sign that everything alrights is hearing her chuckle. She is chuckle ok, I'm the one who LAUGH.
Ganbatte Kundasai Cikgu Mary!let's time be just a time, till the moment we will meet again..
