Salam.
This post is specially dedicated to Adilah a.k.a Add for the post on her blog.

Wanna read it? Click here.

Thx thx thx thx thx thx thx!!!
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Thx thx thx thx thx thx thx!!!

Eheh...
It was great working with you too!
Let us pray that the outcome of the magazine will be superb and fantastic.
Eh, can we call ourselves The Fantastic 4?
Hahaha....
Joking!

Good Luck for trials!
One week left...
Then hols!
=)

Salam.

I took my SPM in 2006.
12th March 2007 was the date my SPM result being released.
Now, after 2 years, the date started to haunt me again.
Why?
Because my A Level Exam result is going to be released on 12th March 2009.

Anyway, i havent got time to post anything for this one week because i dont know what to post on. I didnt attend most of the orientation activities for this 2nd week. I dont like the obscene concerts and yes, i agree with one of my friend, Hanis. She said "we must have some limitations".

I have juz got back from Shah Alam, doing some work for the magazine.
I really cant wait for the magazine to be published!
It's gonna be awesome!
Thanks a bunch to the designers for that!

Lately, i have juz installed transformation pack for my pc, so now my pc look like a mac os pc.
Hehe...
I find it cool..

Maulidur Rasul

Today is a public holiday in Malaysia because today is 12 RabiulAwwal.
What is so special abt today? Well, today is the birthdate of our beloved prophet Muhammad pbuh.

I heard and read a lot of opinions on the celebration of this day.
Some say it's bida'ah. That is the "making up" of a festival which human say is compulsary when it is not. In short, a bida'ah is prohibited.

As for my own opinion, i'd think that there is nothing wrong with the celebration. As long as Muslims do not regard this celebration as compulsory. As long as Muslims do not think that they get hasanah@reward for celebrating this day. And as long as Muslims bear in mind that even if we did not celebrate this day, we wont be penalised.

Good muslims will always have Prophet Muhammad pbuh in their hearts.
But for some, and as for me as well, sometimes we are too excited with worldly matters that we forgot Allah's Messenger. Shame on me...

So, this celebration or perhaps better called remembrance is a way to remind us of this Messenger of Allah's. Out of all the Muslims that attend the talks, or any function for this event, undeniably not all will still have the same passion they had towards Prophet Muhammad pbuh during the celebration after a week. But surely at least one or two will maintain that passion and love. It's worth it, isn't it?

I got this from here.

I myself had not yet got the opportunity or determination to actually count the numbers of those words mentioned here appeared in the Quran. I believe in proving before believing. But i was very impressed with the numbers quoted here, i decided to post this on. However, i got this from the net and really hope it is the evidence to prove the numbers below.

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Findings of Dr. Tariq Al Swaidan might grasp your attention:

Dr.Tarig Al Swaidan discovered some verses in the Holy Qur’an that mention one thing is equal to another,

i.e. men are equal to women.

Although this makes sense grammatically, the astonishing fact is that the number of
times the word man appears in Holy Qur’an is 24 and number of times the word
woman appears is also 24, therefore not only is this phrase correct in
the grammatical sense but also true mathematically, i.e. 24 = 24.

Upon further analysis of various verses, he discovered that this is consistent throughout the whole Holy Qur’an where it says one thing is like another.

See below for astonishing result of the words mentioned number of times in Arabic Holy Qur’an

Dunia (one name for life) 115 .
Aakhirat (one name for the life after this world) 115

Malaika (Angels) 88 . Shayteen (Satan) 88

Life 145 Death 145

Benefit 50 Corrupt 50

People 50 Messengers 50

Eblees (king of devils) 11 . Seek refuge from Eblees 11

Museebah (calamity) 75 . Thanks ! 75

Spending (Sadaqah) 73 . Satisfaction 73

People who are mislead 17 Dead people 17

Muslimeen 41 J Jihad 41

Gold 8 Easy life 8

Magic 60 Fitnah (dissuasion, misleading) ! 60

Zakat (Taxes Muslims pay to the poor) 32

Barakah (Increasing or blessings of wealth) 32

Mind 49 Noor 49

Tongue 25 Sermon 25

Desite 8 Fear 8

Speaking publicly 18 Publicising 18

Hardship 114 …. Patience 114

Muhammed 4 Sharee’ah (Muhammed’s teachings) 4

Man 24 . Woman 24

And amazingly enough have a look how many times the following words appear:

Salat 5, Month 12 , Day 365, (N.b. Gregorian callendar = 1582)

Sea 32, Land 13
Sea + land = 32 + 13 = 45
Sea = 32/45*100q.=71.11111111%
Land = 13/45*100 = 28.88888889%
Sea + land 100.00%

Modern science has only recently proven that the water covers
71.111% of the earth, while the land covers 28.889%.

Is this all a coincidence?

Question is "Who taught Prophet Muhammed(PBUH) all this?"
Reply automatically comes in mind ALMIGHTY ALLAH
taught him.

SubahanAllah.

Praise be to Allah

Salam.

We were gathered in front of IMU lobby at 8am and each group were given a map of Bkt Jalil Park where our treasure hunt is. There were altogether 7 stations we need to go to. At the beginning of the treasure hunt, we feel nice, clean and fresh. It was like having a morning walk with friends. The only difference is we need to keep up with the time.

First Station

We were divided into 2. The first group needs to make up 2 of our members into geishas. We were given flour, and Buncho poster colour as cosmetics. Another group were brought somewhere else. I dont know what happened to them but they came back with one of the guy had his shirt taken off and words were written on his back. Scientific terms such as bacteria names etc. Our group won the make up match as our geisha look more like geisha than the other group's. However, the match did not start clean. The seniors rubbed some slimy things on our arms and faces. Luckily i wore long sleeve so they did not mess up with my sleeves so much as it will be harder to remove stains from fabric than skin. But they did put extra green poster colour make up to my face.
Second Station (and the worst)

This is a station conquered by Indian seniors. Some of them actually left IMU Bkt Jalil for IMU Clinical School in Seremban. But they came back here, just to rag us, new students. They prepared a pail of yet again slimy stuffs. Very very very smelly... It is mud colour, and concentrated. They asked the boys to take off their shirts, dip the shirts into the unknown chemical in the pail, squeeze it and wear the shirts back. Eeew!! All the boys smells awful that day. Those who did not wear the boot camp shirt they provided were asked to rub planta and paint on their own faces. Then we were asked to run 5 rounds of the compound, and duckwalk half a compound and run another half.

Then he asked us what is his name. His name is sooo long that until now i cant pronounce it properly. But i'm sure it ended with a 'Nair' on the back. Then he asked us to do a 'helicopter' action. I managed to get my little bro to re-act it for me to capture it on camera.


We were supposed to put our finger on the floor, and turn 5 times for girls and 15 times for boys. After 5 rounds, i got up and everything suddenly went dark and i collapsed onto the floor. The girls rushed to me to take me up from the floor. I lost my consciousness for 1 min (i think) and the senior who made us do that came to me and ask if i'm ok. But, seriously speaking, the way he asked whether i'm ok or not was very sincere and honest. Betuull... X tipu...

Which makes me realise that they just want to have fun with us without any intention of hurting us. Nasib baik....

Our OO (orientation officer) were being ragged as well. It seems our seniors are their juniors.

I left the station feeling very dizzy and tired, while the boys left the station with their very very very smelly shirts on them while some other left with green paint on their faces and planta on their hair. Again, i am very lucky that i wore tudung. My hair was very protected!

Third Station

Here, they asked us to pass salted fish from mouth to mouth. The fish wsa wrapped with paper on the edges and we stood in a line passing the fish from mouth to mouth. The fish was salty! Again, the seniors put eggs on us. Perhaps i look very different from others as i wore my tudung so, they did not actually target all the slimy thngs on me. Lucky!

Fourth Station

We were asked to play in a race that involves a member piggy-carrying another member, two members carrying another member and one more to run. Basically that's it. Not so dirty station.

Fifth Station

What did we do here?
Aaah yes...
We were asked to lie down in a line. 10 of us.
Then we were supposed to pass fruits from front to the bag using legs.
The last person will have to take the fruits and smash them into a cup.
Then, one last person will have to eat it all.
Yikes!
We lost in this race.

Sixth Station

Again, asked to line up and pass water balloons to our members.
One of us will throw the balloon to the person behind him@her and that person will have to catch the balloon using their shirts.

As the station is located on a hill, i managed to get a very beautiful scene of IMU. Yes, undeniably IMU looks very beautiful, and elegant.


Seventh Station (and the last)

This group was controlled by the First Aid Club.
They prepared a pail full of not-so-fresh chicken blood.
In the pail were coins of different values.
We were supposed to carry our member using the four-hand method (a first aid method of transporting casualties) to the pail and the member being carried will have to put his@her hand into the pail and take a coin out.
We must collect RM4.36 in order to win.
The rules are, we must not exceed the value of RM4.36.
If we decided to stop before we exceed it, it's ok. As long as the other group doesnt have a value nearer to RM4.36.
My group won this race.
Haha...
Alhamdulillah...

We were then gathered at the entrance, given nasi lemak and were asked to go back to IMU compound.

All in all, it was fun but tiring, dirty, slimy and wet.
What do i get from this activity?
Chance to be closer with my group members.
And see to what extent can medical students be rough and tough.
Eheh...

That's all for now.
It is 12.11 am 2nd March 2009.
I have a briefing on The History of Medicine later at 8am.
Need to sleep now.
Good night!
Salam..

Salam.
Well, i successfully went for the indoor treasure hunt that night despite of tiredness and successfully make myself determined to go back half way through.
Hahaha...

27th Feb 09

That morning (27th Feb 09), we went to The Pavilion KL.
And we're supposed to take public transport i.e. trains, commuters etc
Due to lack of experience dealing with public transport, my group members had a hard time determining which station to head to. Lucky enough i am very familiar with public transport.
We reached The Pavilion, snapped some pictures in front of 3 different shops; MOF (a japanese ice cream shop), Forever 21 and Red Box Karaoke.



In front of Forever 21, we sat on the floor, forming a semi oval shape, each one of us doing different poses, with one of the member pretending to sleep in the middle of the semi oval. It was so embarrassing but exciting in the same time. After a few snap shots, we gathered to have a look at the photos. Guess what? 2 security guards came to us because they thought one of our gang fainted. He was asking whether we are ok or not. Haha.. Sure we did attract attention on that day.

At 1.40pm, i left the group as i need to rush for something else at 3pm.
On my way back home, i saw a lot of Muslim men juz finished their Friday prayers. A scene I've always liked because it somehow reflected the ukhwah (relationship) Muslims have among themselves.

At 5pm, i finished my work and was really thinking hard whether or not to go for the indoor treasure hunt. I msg-ed Amanda (one of my group members) on when shd we gather and she asked whether i'm going or not. Thinking of how a nice girl she is, i decided to go for it. After all, i made some friends. But of course, my decision to go for the activity is also heavily influenced by somebody i regard as my mentor. Eheh..

The activity started with movie session. They made us watch Quarantine, to get us the feeling of being trapped inside IMU building, with zombies everywhere and we need to hunt for our treasure. All lights will be switched off for that purpose. I watched the movie for the first 40minutes (if i'm not mistaken) and there are already a lot of blood. I had always dislike hollywood horror movie as it is more violent than horror. Japanese or korean horror movies are a lot better because they are scary, but not violent.

I was scared watching the movie (a fact i might not want to admit) but, even scared thinking that i need to drive back alone in the middle of the night. I went bac earlier during the wet ice breakers and i thought of doing the same thing tat night. But, they'll be swtiching all lights off! How am i going to my car alone? After discussing with Ain and Atikah, i decided to go back at 8pm. Even before the movie ended. Eheh..

The next day, i found out that they finished the treasure hunt at almost 12pm.
Lucky me!

There will be another post on my experience during the outdoor treasure hunt. The dirtiest, slimiest, smelliest, worst orientation i had ever experience.
I even fainted!
Eheh...
Will find time to write on it.
Perhaps later today...

Salam...

Salam.

Ok, now I figured out the differences between INTEC and IMU.
After 4 days of watching, i know now.

I have been with government people for my whole life till 4 days back.
So, when i stepped into IMU, it feels different.
Because this is a private education centre.
I had a weird unexplainable feeling during my first few days.
Now the feeling is explainable.
One word, intimidated.
Well yes, perhaps it is embarrassing to admit but as I always like to say, (Atikah will know this) "Honesty is the best".

So yes, i'm intimidated.
Simply because of the fact that most of the students are there because they PAY.
PAY with their parents money.
Which means they are well off people.
And i am there because of a scholarship by the government.
And that is what differs IMU from INTEC.
Back in INTEC, all of us are schlarship holders.
Nothing differentiates us.
Except maybe some of us are more well off than some.
But that was such a small issue.

Somehow i felt like the issue had successfully amplified itself here in IMU.
But i'm pretty sure i'll be able to get rid of this feeling soon, real soon perhaps.

So, i must always remember:

Salam.

Well, I arrived home at around 10.40pm last night, wet, slimy and dirty plus, tired.
So, wasnt able to update. Hehe...

Anyways, yesterday was a FUN but a MEANINGLESS FUN. Why? Will talk abt it later.
Well, the climax of the day was the ice breakers activity. Ice breakers? For 19years, i always hear ice breaking. Ok, never mind that.

We were first gathered at the Lecture Theatre and been shown a short movie, IMU Orientation Committee produced movie. For me, it was an excellent one. It was the continuity of the first movie we were shown.

Then we were brought to the Chancellor Hall which is a big hall located at the uppermost floor, 4th floor. We played a few games there, which the seniors called "the dry icebreakers".

We were then instructed to go to the basement carpark for a "wet icebreakers". The condition of the basement that time surprises me. With very few cars, wet and dirty floor with some already-dirty seniors playing water amng themselves. They divided the basement into a few sections@stations using rope tied to the pillars. We were lined up in groups and were given a list with the stations we were supposed to visit and do whatever the seniors there asked us to.

My group's first station required us to tie 3 of our members leg-to-leg. The middle one should be facing backward. Get the picture of it? So, the group need to send 3 triplets for the game and i'm one of them. Frankly speaking, i didnt know what i'm supposed to do, i was the middle one so they asked me to face backward. Then i got the hang of it when one of the seniors started to tie my leg to my friend's leg. A boy.

I stopped the senior and pleaded to change with another group member. I don't want to be tied with a guy. Eew! So, i changed and become the middle person of the next triplet. The 3 of us were supposed to walk towards the end of the station, grabbed the scissors and ran back to let another triplet move. The florr was very very slippery. We almost fell on our way to the scissors. And while running back o our team members after cutting the rope on our legs, i fell down. Really really fell down as i lost my balance, control and grip on the floor. The members dragged me to the side so that the other triplets can start moving. So yes, i started my ice breakers with a fall. Before that, one of the seniors put on some thing on my face. Very slimy. But i dont know what is it. It looks like peanut butter, but i did not and will not taste it to prove my hypothesis.

We visited a few more stations and i fell once again. Shampoos, hair conditioners, oil, flour, water, were everywhere. The seniors simply rubbed on unknown stuffs on our faces, clothes, basically anywhere. I'm very glad that i wore a hijab. At least my hair is very very protected from all that slimy things.

The activity was supposed to end at 10pm but at 10pm they were going to start a new game. So i asked the OO (Orientation Officer) of my group if i could go back early as i have to drive back. Most of the students are residing at the condos there. So he excused me and i went bac home much earlier than other students.

Fun But Meaningless?

Why is that so?
Well obviously, the seniors are having fun poring, rubbing, spraying unknown stuffs to our faces, clothes and all, but when i was in the middle there, took a few minutes to ponder, i realised that all the fun they were having were meaningless. U dont get anything out of that fun.

From my eye as an observer, they were all laughing, hugging each other (literally), enjoying themselves but then i asked myself a question, "after this?".

Practically, we didnt get any benefit of it. We may say we are able to get to know ourselves better. Well, i believe there are a lot other ways to get to know ourselves. One that does not involves hugging each other of not the same sex perhaps?

Salam.
Am i really going to keep posting 3rd day, 4th day, 5th day and so on?
Hurm...
Ntah la, dunno yet.

Anyways, the orientation week started today.
The gimmick was interesting.
The committee started off with a short movie they produced themselves.
The movie was about a virus being accidentally let out into IMU and the virus are actually going to contaminate the auditoriums (we were in the auditorium at that time) and they were trying to scare us etc etc. We cant help but laugh though we know that we're supposed to be scared.
It was creative. That's all i can say about the movie.

Moving on, we had our orientation grouping and i was lucky that my Head of Orientation Group i.e. the senior in charge of my group was an INTEC student, Johnson. I know him as he participated a lot in debates under MINDS club. But he doesnt know me. Ok fine, not so much an insult. I wasnt the type that goes and tell everyone who i am.

Our group members were at first very quiet, and shy.
We started to communicate better with each other during lunch hour.
Whatever it is, most of my group members are staying near IMU i.e. the Vista Condos. So they'll be meeting tonight at 7pm. I'm not sure whether i can make it as i'm staying at home, a 20minutes drive, and i'll need to be back home by 10.30pm the latest.
We are supposed to bild our mascott tonight and based on my previous experiences, this type of group work will take a very long time.

What else will i want to talk about here?
Oh yah... Ragging!
That's gonna come under one subheader of itself.

Ragging

As we were having our group discussion in a small room, some Indian boys knocked on our door.
The only indian boy in my group went out, so I was like...

Salam.

1. Wow... A lot of people! I don't know them! Where are my INTEC friends?
2. What should I do now? People are queing up. For? Should i juz follow them?
3. Ok, let's queue up. Oooh.. Need to take lab coat. Ok, one M size pls. (Luckily I dont have to take L)
4. Where is Hui Fong? Ok, let's call her.
5. Waiting for Hui Fong.
6. Still waiting for Hui Fong.
7. Waiting....
8. Naaah, there she is!
9. Ok la, go toilet.
10. Can we proceed to the auditorium now?
11. Oooh.. They separate the parents from the students. So, where is my father? I'd better find a seat first.
12. Ok, I have to sit in the middle of new friends. I dont know them. Oh, I can see my father across the hall. Hye pa!!
13. The girl next to me started the converstion. Her name is Amy. Hye...!
14. Bla bla bla bla.... (Both of us talking) p/s: She's taking dentistry and she did her PreU in UK.
15. Welcome speecheS
16. Oath taking ceremony.
17. Faculty photography session.
18. Queuing up again. This time for student id photography session. Got a bag, a box file.
19. Refreshment.
20. Go back home.

Ok, so far, that's roughly how i spent my first day as an IMU medical student.

Tomorrow will need to be there at 8am. Orientation week.... People say the orientation is very very bad i.e. rough! Dip-ur-head-in-the-drain and pour-butter-on-ur-hair style of orientation. Is that true?

Well, let's see tomorrow!

Salam.
Today, 23rd Feb 0p9 will be the first day of a new stage in my life.
It's 6.51am and i'm going out to register myself as a medical student in International Medical University (IMU) at around 7.30am.
Cool huh?
Or is it?

Hurm....
Being a human, we must always accept challenges, do our best and move forward.
K, gtg now!
X ready pun lagi.
Btw, i have juz did a recovery to my laptop.
So, i hv no software now!
Eee.. Kosong nye.
Will try to fortify it later when i come back home. (remembering what Raymond said)
Hahaha.
K, Salam..

Because when i'm worried, i gain weight.
Hahahaha....
It's undeniable.
Thinking abt many things, then when i can't think of any solutions (yet), i'll go to the kitchen, open the refrigerator, take any edible things, or if nothing grabbed my attention, further my exploration to the nearest cupboards, and start eating.
Still can't find anything?
I'll grab a pack of instant mee, cook it, and eat.
Nyam nyam nyam....

One of my friend posted about how to lose weight.
Well, those methods he mentioned do work.
Experienced it before, plus the fact that we students are staying FAR from home i.e. no food available 24hours. Assignments are always there, activities almost every minute, how can we not lose weight?
But now, since i moved back home, things just go the opposite way.
Food is available 24hours, assignments@tasks just make me eat more, and of course, adding pounds to the weighing machine the next time i step on it.

My aunt, who havent seen me for less than 2 weeks said, "You put on weight".
In less than 2 weeks time??
What is that?
Am i evloving into a monster?
Yikes!

Ok, i think i talked much (crapped much also) about weight gaining.
*A trouble faced and worried by many teenage girls in this era*

Hahaha...
Salam...

p/s: To Atikah: If you read this, this is my latest cerita gempak!

Salam....
Well, whose who knows me, or at least read my previous post, will know about the latest project i am involved in.

Frankly speaking, I pity my fellow teammates i.e. the designers, the money collector, and the leaders. Leaders here, i am actually talking abt AMM and HH (those who know will know). One is a former leader while the latter is the current leader.

I am trying my best not to disturb other people's life, not to burden other people, not to worry other people neither to bug other people.
But when some students refused to pay, I need the do something.
Hence, i contacted the former leader thus the former leader told the current leader.
Now, i bet the current leader is very much in stress for what is happening now.

The designers, sorry!
I know u guys worked so very much hard (trying to make it sound real though grammatically wrong sentence) for the magazine. With trial exams just around the corner. I hope u guys can handle it all.

To those who may concern, i am not that wicked.
I dont want you to be in any trouble, but some situations are unavoidable.

So pls, forgive me.
Lets forget our differences and work together for the same cause, the ALManac.
Salam...

Assalammualaikum wbt.

I am now bearing the responsibility as the editor of ALM yearbook a.k.a The ALManac.
It may sound great to some but honestly speaking, I am starting to feel the burden of it.
Some of the few problems faced:

1. The juniors i.e ALM 9 refused to pay.

• ~hey hey, come on ALM9 students. This is not a single batch annual magazine. This is a magazine for all, i repeat, ALL and every single ALM student. Why aren't u guys supporting our very own project? All the seniors i.e. ALM8 students paid, and I only hear some minor sighs from them but still, they paid. Honestly speaking, i am very very frustrated with those who do not want to pay. RM15 is expensive? Yes, if u're comparing the price with your previous school magazine. My school magazine was only RM10. But there are some important factors you need to bear in mind:

~First, the school is printing thousands of copies of books. Any of you bought anything in bundle before? Buying in bundle, ie huge amount, u'll get a cheaper price. This project of ours, will only print ~430copies. That is 5times less than the school's!

~Second, the school charge >RM 1000 for every advertisement page. And usually it is the tuition centres that will give such an advertisement. This magazine of ours, can only charge less than RM500. Can see the VERY BIG difference here???

If i want to be harsh here, i definitely can. But i wont. Because i know, we need to build up healthy relationship and be kind to other people. So people pls, be kind to me?

2. Printing company changed their price out of a sudden

• Ok, this is a bad scenario. First, they called me last week, telling me a price, which i agreed with. It was very cheap. And if everyone paid, and we received a lot advertisement contribution, we might be able to give some refund to the students.
  
• Yesterday, they called me again, saying that their staff gave me the wrong price. It is supposed to be a lot more expensive. They said they'll email me the quotation.
  
• Guess what? I juz received the quotation, and the price has been TRIPLED. I received the email half an hour ago and now i am still cracking my head on how should i find the money to pay them.
  
• The money collected and will be collected, is only half the money we should be paying. Can imagine the situation if i suddenly ask the cls reps to collect more money from the students? If i really did that, i think i would really have to walk with very stern and fierce face in INTEC because i am distorting a lot of money from my fellow friends, and i am sure i'll get a lot of curses, whether directly or indirectly from the students.
  
• The reason why this magazine is so expensive is that we are trying to publish a 70% coloured 100 pages magazine. Remember our school magazines? Were they colourful? No, they weren't! Most of them only have certain coloured pages.

3. The authority is not cooperating.

• Well yes, this is a very common problem. To get something done in this full of bureaucracy world, we really-really need to see really-really lots of people before we really-really get the really-really exact answer @ approval.
• sounds great?

Ok, thanks for reading my moderately-emotioanlly-affected rantings. I know i can be more emotional than this. That is a girl's power.

I know i have some ALM9 readers, so please, i hope you guys are not in the refusing-to-pay group. If you were, i hope u understand what i am talking about here, and please do persuade ur friends to pay for the mag?

Your cooperation is very much appreciated~

Assalammualaikum.

In Malaysian language, I'll call myself a kepohchi.
Which means, busybody.
Hahaha....

Lately, I havent got much idea on what to talk about. The idea came, but did not expand. Stucked there. Until now, I wrote two posts for today, but saved them as drafts as i ran out of ideas to continue writing.

So now, perhaps i'll just crap about love.
Love?
My mother told me that there are actually no love before marriage.
It was the westerners who bought the concept of love before marriage in our daily life.
Marriage had been for diplomatic, business or convenience reasons.
And love only come after the marriage.

Centuries back (i'm talking about Chinese Civilisation) or decades back (Malacca Sultanate), princess were sent to neighboring states or countries for the princesses to marry the autocrats there.
So, in this case, marriage had been for diplomatic cause.

Parents arranging their children's marriage because they believe in their own judgement.
They know that the other side will take good care of their children, and them as well.
Some parents were also forced to marry their child off to settle their debts.
I take this as convenience reason.

Business reason?
I think everybody in the world will know.
Marry someone rich, whose family runs a huge business and they will help ur business in return because a valid relationship exists between these 2 families.
But of course there are a lot more examples of couples getting married for business sake, but i'll not mention all.

Since small, i have been wondering, why won't these princesses argue when they were sent to a far-away land to be married to a complete stranger?
If i were them, i would have fought not to be sent out of my country to marry.

But when my mum mentioned about the inexistance of love before marriage before this era of ours, it made sense.
The princesses did not argue, because it was not a norm that young girls get to choose their own spouse.
Marriage had always been arranged.

Then came in "Romeo and Juliet".
Two young adults, falling deeply in love with each other to the extent of committing suicide.
Next, we have Titanic.
Another love story where the guy sacrificed himself to keep his lover alive.


-to be continued. ran out of idea
this time, i dont want to save this as a draft. i'll just publish it.
=p

continued on 18th Feb 09

So, where did i stop last time?
oh ya, love before marriage did not exist once.

one may ask why would we want to follow that, as that the arranged marriage tradition was practised long long time ago?
We should be moving forward instead of staying where we were.
After all, that's life, moving forward.
However, we must not forget that we must always move not only forward, but also to better.
Do you really think the blooming of love before marriage cases are better?



~The end

Fuh, at last i managed to finish this post.

Assalammualaikum.

I have been very2 busy this few weeks, with the ALMANAC magazine project in hand, and only one week of holiday left, i am practically sleeping less, eating more, and hopefully thinking more.

So, sorry for not be able to update this blog for now.
LOADS of things happen, with the Perak scenario etc, but too bad i'm not able to join in the discussion abt it yet.

I'll be writing again when I have time.
That's all.
Thanks for reading!
=)

p/s: The temperature in the Middle East is very low especially at night, let us pray that our Palestinian brothers and sisters can withstand the cold as they are having very little heater to warm themselves up there.