AL-FATIHAH
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Al-Fatihah...
The Art works Of Sarawak's Natives
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From Left: Cellular phone casing, different sizes of containers with natures motives (lizard & hornbill ~ The Bird of Paradise)
Enjoy your ample time by looking at these few, among lots of Sarawak Tribals' creativities...All these handmade handbags, purse, containers, sword and cellular phone cases, are made of high quality beads which are imported from overseas.
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YA ALLAH...
JADIKANLAH IBU BAPAKU, SUAMIKU, ANAK-ANAKKU DAN AKU, SEBAGAI HAMBA2MU YANG SOLEH...
BERKATILAH HIDUP KAMI DENGAN RAHMATMU...
IZINKAN KAMI MENGHUNI SYURGAMU...
LINDUNGI KAMI DARI API NERAKAMU...
Kasihanilah KAMI dan SAUDARA2 ISLAM KAMI...
Ampuni dosa2 kami...Sesungguhnya Engkau Maha Pengasih lagi Maha Pengampun...
I Love Cheesecake.......!!!
.........and I love indian foods!!!
Sabda Rasulullah s.a.w;
"Seorang wanita yang mentaati suaminya serta menjaga solat dan puasanya, maka tertutuplah pintu-pintu neraka baginya dan masuklah ia ke mana-mana syurga yang disukainya..."
Dan... Syurga itu di bawah tapak kaki ibu...
Anok Tupai I & II ~Halim Yazid, Layaaannn..........
Jom kita Tai chi...
Warm up lah dulu... Yeaah...Gerak kiri/kanan cam nak bersilat...
Pusing bahu n Lenggang kiri/kanan...
Bongkok n Pusing kepala..!
Lor... Ko amik gambo ker..?
Adehh... Sakit pinggang la plak..!
Hahaha.... Pasal tak leh stop ni...?
*The tale 0f you and I*
you gave walking sticks to others
yet you yourself were limping
you offered a lending hand
but it was you who needed help
you wore shields and armours
but it wasnt the outside that needed protection
you claimed others as foes and threats
yet you stabbed your very own heart
you blamed the time for being envious
was it not you who made the clock?
you walked the road with glitters and jewels
but back in home you slept on dirt
you conquered the lands and the oceans and skies
yet you moaned and screamed in dreams
you were the king of glorious men
but you were held captive of unseen strings
you claimed yourself a proud free man
yet you were chained to your old ventriloquist>
"By the power of Truth...."
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