am currently reading this book "Healing Body & Soul" by Amira Ayad.
the great thing about this book is it stores interesting stories and it relates a lot with alQuran n asSunnah-
so, today i wanna bring forth a story regarding sources of stress, it says here in this book, there are 3 main sources of stress -
1. personality factor
2. environmental factor
3. social factor
in the personality factor's chapter, the author wrote this information-
(am copying again...huhu)
i recall here an interesting study performed in Israel following the Iraqi launched missiles during Gulf War in 1991. the study of Israeli civilians found that the mortality rate increased alarmingly after the attack. surprisingly, the increased number of deaths was not caused by the physical effect of the missiles - which were practically ineffective, probably due to the great distance of the target.
rather, it was caused by heart failure and other cardiovascular problems induced by the fright, apprehension and panic these missiles had induced in the hapless civilians. it should be noted here, though, that the mental state was not the main cause of these deaths; most of the victims had a pre-existing heart condition that made them susceptible to this sudden panic attack. this bring us the idea of holism; a combination of one's physical condition and lifestyle that affects emotions and psychology, and vice versa.
menarikkn?!
help is always around~
tertarik dengan poster nie...hehe...thnx tukang buat!
#LE 100 anda: membina Palestine
April 27, 2010
April 21, 2010
melayu
this week, i was given a task...
and a part of it required me to 'create' a paragraph or two in 'bahasa melayu'
owh, simple!...my mother tongue! (or so i thought)
but when the moment came for me to start writing, i became blank!...erk!
in that particular moment i realized...my mother language is actually a very beautiful art!
(thnx for giving me dis job!)
throughout my life as a Malay, i comprehend that "our" group of people are delicate yet stunning...or simply dainty~...(prasan lak...haha)
sekadar gambar hiasan
Malays are sensitive people...every word uttered requires thorough consideration, every sentence that comes out must be aligned properly...so that, the meaning intended to be conveyed will come out politely charming...and hence, will be excepted wholeheartedly!
(a million gratitudes to 'nadiah md' for helping me out - kite compliment la nadia~:p)
okay, stop praising the sentences or the language...LOL
my point is...
"Malays"
i knew all along that we are shy (i admit not all...but most of us are ryte?) because our culture thought us a lot on how to respect the elders, on caring for others first, about talking; talk when you are given the permission, use polite volumes when you talk, never talk ill of the elders, never "directly" comment about others!...and so on and so forth...
but living here in egypt sumhow, in a way...this delicate culture needs to be altered...we can't always be silent whenever people "step on our head"...(haha, again using the proverb 'pijak kepala' which actually means oppress)...we can't always tolerate our opportunities to study...we need to take our rights, stand up for our belongings and work our way to get the best here!...wut i can see here is - the loudest gets the most!
experiencing ophthalmology clinical rounds for 2 weeks now...i found out this change...
we are changing...we slowly are losing this polite attitude...
during taking an old egyptian woman's history, we ignored her completely...chatting away in our own language in front of her... addressing her only when we wanna complete our sheets...asking her to do dis, do dat...
and this situation imbued in me - but what if i was in her place???
"wut r these chinese looking people saying...arghh...flashing into my eyes again!...can't dey look for evrything they want in one go?"...(jz my imagination...:p)
but what can i do???
i need to learn...to understand...to get the meaning...for me to contribute back...
is there a way to lessen this guilt?...or is it only me who felt this?...
nothing is free dear...to get sumthing you must sacrifice sumthing...(have you heard these statements?)
but the one who is sacrificing here isn't me...that old egyptian women is...huhu...
where has my politeness gone?...(haha...have i ever been one before?...LOL)
# i will really appreciate comments from my dear fellow gen6...:D
# tomorrow...April 22nd is Aainaa's birthday!...kindly wish her...hehe
# 50 days left to fourth yr final exam...(salahkn biro academic for reminding us about this so frequently...*feeling nervous~*)
and a part of it required me to 'create' a paragraph or two in 'bahasa melayu'
owh, simple!...my mother tongue! (or so i thought)
but when the moment came for me to start writing, i became blank!...erk!
in that particular moment i realized...my mother language is actually a very beautiful art!
(thnx for giving me dis job!)
throughout my life as a Malay, i comprehend that "our" group of people are delicate yet stunning...or simply dainty~...(prasan lak...haha)
sekadar gambar hiasan
Malays are sensitive people...every word uttered requires thorough consideration, every sentence that comes out must be aligned properly...so that, the meaning intended to be conveyed will come out politely charming...and hence, will be excepted wholeheartedly!
(a million gratitudes to 'nadiah md' for helping me out - kite compliment la nadia~:p)
okay, stop praising the sentences or the language...LOL
my point is...
"Malays"
i knew all along that we are shy (i admit not all...but most of us are ryte?) because our culture thought us a lot on how to respect the elders, on caring for others first, about talking; talk when you are given the permission, use polite volumes when you talk, never talk ill of the elders, never "directly" comment about others!...and so on and so forth...
but living here in egypt sumhow, in a way...this delicate culture needs to be altered...we can't always be silent whenever people "step on our head"...(haha, again using the proverb 'pijak kepala' which actually means oppress)...we can't always tolerate our opportunities to study...we need to take our rights, stand up for our belongings and work our way to get the best here!...wut i can see here is - the loudest gets the most!
experiencing ophthalmology clinical rounds for 2 weeks now...i found out this change...
we are changing...we slowly are losing this polite attitude...
during taking an old egyptian woman's history, we ignored her completely...chatting away in our own language in front of her... addressing her only when we wanna complete our sheets...asking her to do dis, do dat...
and this situation imbued in me - but what if i was in her place???
"wut r these chinese looking people saying...arghh...flashing into my eyes again!...can't dey look for evrything they want in one go?"...(jz my imagination...:p)
but what can i do???
i need to learn...to understand...to get the meaning...for me to contribute back...
is there a way to lessen this guilt?...or is it only me who felt this?...
nothing is free dear...to get sumthing you must sacrifice sumthing...(have you heard these statements?)
but the one who is sacrificing here isn't me...that old egyptian women is...huhu...
where has my politeness gone?...(haha...have i ever been one before?...LOL)
# i will really appreciate comments from my dear fellow gen6...:D
# tomorrow...April 22nd is Aainaa's birthday!...kindly wish her...hehe
# 50 days left to fourth yr final exam...(salahkn biro academic for reminding us about this so frequently...*feeling nervous~*)
April 17, 2010
whatever it is, feeling glad
i could have turned a different corner
i could have gone anther place
then i'd never had this feeling
that i feel today, yeah
one 'cut' from keith urban's
listening to dis sentence, i am strongly reminded of our traffic here in egypt...haha
i was once caught in in a traffic jam with the taxi driver, suddenly a neighboring car called out telling how difficult today is and describing dat he was stuck once for more than 2 hrs...huhu
and my taxi driver replied...
"7emdolellah, 7emdolellah...kullu alhamdulillah!"
despite being an aggressive driver himself...:D
he cud've turned a diffrent corner, or never decide to bring me across that road...but then, i wudn't felt wut he felt at the time~
it made me smiled!
April 16, 2010
how far can YOU tolerate?
tonight's about a book i bought in one of my trips-
eat, pray, love by Elizabeth Gilbert (again???...hehe...honestly i grabbed the book without a second look jz to kill my tyme for 4-5 hrs bus trip...but it turns out dat i learnt a lot from it)
since dis book have its copyrights, i'll give a brief summary about it base on my understanding-
dis novel is about her life after divorce.
after dealing high n low with the emotional stresses she decided to take a trip for a year to 3 places:
Italy - where she eats a lot
India - where she prays a lot
Indonesia - where she found her love
long story cut short (hehe...the novel has about 350 pages) in Indonesia, she experienced Bali...
here she met a medicine woman (bomoh kot) who was very poor, divorced, with a child of her own and 2 adopted orphans (she picked them up out of pity while she herself barely have enough for her n her daughter) and about to loose her recent houseshop to a rising rent.
her name is Wayan
so Liz here, being close and soft at heart, emailed her friends for help if they could lend a hand to help this Balinese woman.
surprisingly she managed to gather up almost $18 000!!!
but a twist happened when Wayan kept stalling about buying a land n building a house
- the land is not for sale
- the land is possessed by angry demons
- too near the river, ghost lives there (she found out through a dream she had after visiting that place)
- a house at the corner, whoever wanna go bankrupt and die young, live in a corner-lot house (as everyone knows~)
and etc...
until, Wayan found this perfect padi-field land owned by a person who needs fast cash!...this guy have 7 aro (described to be slightly bigger than a parking lot or so~) but wayan's money is only enough to buy 2 aro...hurm...she didn't buy it albeit all the good taksu (tuah kot) and affordable piece of land, when Liz asked why, she started telling complicated stories (the owner needs to sell all 7 aros, his wife wants it like dat, if she have 7 aros she can build a hotel)...wait a minute...a HOTEL????
this is when Elizabeth realized what Wayan is doing...
Liz was sooooooooooooooooooooooo upset!!!...she's being cheated by one of her closest and trusted friend!
but somehow remarkably, the respond her boyfriend (Felipe the love she found in Bali) told her caught my inner mind!
an understanding i assume we as foreigners here in Egypt should apply-
(i need to copy word by word, cause my words won't give the same meaning-)
"Don't get angry about it, whatever happens. If you get angry, you'll lose her, and that would be a pity because she's a marvelous person and she loves you. This is her survival tactic, just accept that. You must not think that she's not a good person, or that she and the kids don't honestly need your help But you cannot let her take advantage of you. Darling, I've seen it repeated so many times.What happens with westerners who live here for a long time is that they usually end up falling into one of two camps. Half of them keep playing the tourist, saying, 'Oh, those lovely Balinese, so sweet, so gracious...,' and getting ripped off like crazy. The other half get so frustrated with being ripped off all the time, they start to hate the Balinese. And that's a shame, because then you've lost all these wonderful friends."
>>i found this really connected to what am experiencing here in Egypt, well...not with THAT ammount of money...but i've heard friends of mine being ripped off by local desperate Egyptians every now and then...
so the question here...do you really hate 'those' Egyptians??? how far can YOU tolerate?
well...am not telling us to let them "step on out head" (literally translating malay's proverb - pijak kepala...hehe)...but, at least...let's stop criticizing them...:)
if we can pause for a while before we get mad, try to find the reason why things happens that way (husnu az-zonn)...la taghdob! (dun be angry!)
what happens nex?...bace sendirila~
April 12, 2010
today's my dad's birthday!!!!
first of all b4 i display my wishes for my beloved ayah...let's hear dad-sense by anita renfroe-
sorry i have to completely disagree with you dis tyme, cause my dad teaches me almost everything!
i rmmbr ayah asking me to "tanya mama!" only if i asked for permissions...hehe
apart from that...we chat a lot~
so i can't deny...am daddy's lil girl...and will always b! :D
A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYAH!!!
always n forever romantic...:D
May Allah help you n bless you through and through!
thnx for being around...i miss u soooo much!!!
i dedicate dis disney vid for u!
regards,
your lil daughter
:)
owh...n nk add...happy bday amir safwan...my lil brother...
at long...long...last...dis yr, i will finally admit...u r taller than me...huhu
happy 19th birthday adeeq!
[ april 6th 1991 ]
sorry i have to completely disagree with you dis tyme, cause my dad teaches me almost everything!
i rmmbr ayah asking me to "tanya mama!" only if i asked for permissions...hehe
apart from that...we chat a lot~
so i can't deny...am daddy's lil girl...and will always b! :D
A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYAH!!!
always n forever romantic...:D
May Allah help you n bless you through and through!
thnx for being around...i miss u soooo much!!!
i dedicate dis disney vid for u!
regards,
your lil daughter
:)
owh...n nk add...happy bday amir safwan...my lil brother...
at long...long...last...dis yr, i will finally admit...u r taller than me...huhu
happy 19th birthday adeeq!
[ april 6th 1991 ]
April 10, 2010
cottons and gauzes
am waiting for maghrib...kind of having nothing to do~
(nothing to do???...catch up ur unfinished revision for god sake!)
hurm...well, yeah..dat's important too...but wait a sec...need to share sum findings here-
[sorry...my inner minds are always at loggerheads nowadays...hehe]
well...talking about precise...after one of my ENTs classes...i stayed to ask one of the dr., well...he was dr Aly elGarem, about my ENT assignment...and he gave me a very nice tip-
let me give you a tip regarding surgery...
u know..in simple operations like in the pharynx or nose, complications are usually due to careless surgeons; when they forget to take out what they have put in like gauzes and cottons and thus the patient will end up chocking the gauze or unfortunately aspirate small balls of bloody cottons and this really isn't a forgivable mistake to be done!
so, what i did is...i trained my scrub nurses to arrange my cottons and gauzes in fives. she'll give me one at a time from a stack of fives and she will rearrange the one i got out from the patient into stacks of fives. so by dis, she will know and i will be reminded if any gauzes or cotton are left inside (by recalculating them in stacks of fives...hehe)...
was that understandable enough?
to many "stacks of fives"s...hehe
alas...when i was given this tip by the dr. i realized that am heading to a journey requiring extreme cautious in a very quick pace! be fast and be accurate...am i capable of that?...we'll c~
i wonder if i ever gonna get the chance to actually perform any surgery within these two years...hehe
to my family back in malaysia...hav a nice gathering
today's the celebration for those born in april
april 1st - mama
april 6th - adeeq
april 9th - yen
april 12th - ayah
ramainyer~...patutla atok smangat nk held the party...lucky aprilssss...
(nothing to do???...catch up ur unfinished revision for god sake!)
hurm...well, yeah..dat's important too...but wait a sec...need to share sum findings here-
[sorry...my inner minds are always at loggerheads nowadays...hehe]
well...talking about precise...after one of my ENTs classes...i stayed to ask one of the dr., well...he was dr Aly elGarem, about my ENT assignment...and he gave me a very nice tip-
let me give you a tip regarding surgery...
u know..in simple operations like in the pharynx or nose, complications are usually due to careless surgeons; when they forget to take out what they have put in like gauzes and cottons and thus the patient will end up chocking the gauze or unfortunately aspirate small balls of bloody cottons and this really isn't a forgivable mistake to be done!
so, what i did is...i trained my scrub nurses to arrange my cottons and gauzes in fives. she'll give me one at a time from a stack of fives and she will rearrange the one i got out from the patient into stacks of fives. so by dis, she will know and i will be reminded if any gauzes or cotton are left inside (by recalculating them in stacks of fives...hehe)...
was that understandable enough?
to many "stacks of fives"s...hehe
alas...when i was given this tip by the dr. i realized that am heading to a journey requiring extreme cautious in a very quick pace! be fast and be accurate...am i capable of that?...we'll c~
i wonder if i ever gonna get the chance to actually perform any surgery within these two years...hehe
to my family back in malaysia...hav a nice gathering
today's the celebration for those born in april
april 1st - mama
april 6th - adeeq
april 9th - yen
april 12th - ayah
ramainyer~...patutla atok smangat nk held the party...lucky aprilssss...
April 01, 2010
happy birthday mama!!!
today is the day
the day why i bothered to fill up those 31 days in march
full of my mother's advices...as a dedication to her
a way for me, far away across continents...to celebrate and appreciate,
the person Allah has grant me
the person is...
my mama!
our latest pic - feb 20, 2010...
here's a birthday song for u-
happy birthday mama!!!
sorry i havn't been able to make it home for your birthday n celebrate wif the boys...
hope my posts brightens ur birthday!
i know, that a month isn't enough to match wut you have done for me ma...
so i pray dat may Allah bless my mother and help her through out her life here and There!
(tolong ameenkn evryone~)
and also....dis is a poem...
dedicated wholeheartedly to mama-
the day why i bothered to fill up those 31 days in march
full of my mother's advices...as a dedication to her
a way for me, far away across continents...to celebrate and appreciate,
the person Allah has grant me
the person is...
my mama!
our latest pic - feb 20, 2010...
here's a birthday song for u-
happy birthday mama!!!
sorry i havn't been able to make it home for your birthday n celebrate wif the boys...
hope my posts brightens ur birthday!
i know, that a month isn't enough to match wut you have done for me ma...
so i pray dat may Allah bless my mother and help her through out her life here and There!
(tolong ameenkn evryone~)
and also....dis is a poem...
dedicated wholeheartedly to mama-
Mama gives hope
When life is low
Mama's a place
Where you can go
Mama is honest
Mama is true
Mama is precious
My Mama is You
Happy Birthday to YOU
Happy Birthday to YOU
Happy Birthday , Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday to YOU
I find myself wondering...
Did I give you your due..
For all that you've done for me
Did I ever thank you?
For all of my childhood memories
For helping me deal with life's stresses
For helping me accept my defeats
And celebrate my successes?
Or for teaching me the value of hard work,
Good judgement, courage, and being true
The laughter, smiles, and quiet times we've shared
Did I ever thank you?
If I have forgotten, I'm thanking you now
You taught me right from wrong....
I hope you know how much you're loved and appreciated
I hope you, instinctively, knew all along.
Happy Birthday Mama!
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