Sunday, January 29, 2012


Kelmarin...semalam.. telah menjadikan aku hari ini. Kebodohan, kealpaan, kedukaan, ketawa, kegagalan dan kejayaan telah aku lalui, lalui jalan hidup yang pelbagai warna. Ada mereka yang aku sakiti (maaf dipohon) dan ada yang sebalik nya.

Look around
Where do you belong
Don't be afraid
You're not the only one

Don't let the day go by
Don't let it end
Don't let a day go by in doubt
The answer lies within

Life is short
So learn from your mistakes
And stand behind
The choices that you make

Face each day
With both eyes open wide
And try to give
Don't keep it all inside

Don't let the day go by
Don't let it end
Don't let a day go by in doubt
The answer lies within

You've got the future on your side
You're gonna be fine now
I know whatever you decide
You're gonna shine

Don't let the day go by
Don't let it end
Don't let a day go by in doubt
You're ready to begin
Don't let a day go by in doubt
The answer lies within.

Album : Octavarium (2005) , Lyrics: John Petrucci

Friday, January 13, 2012


Omar Ibn AlFarid :
**Was that Layla's fire that shone through the veils of night on Zu-Salam,
or a lightning bolt that lit the vales of Alam and Az-Zarwa?
Is there not a sigh of dawn, O spiriting winds of the harsh Na'man?
Is there but a sip of you for me, O waters of parched Wajra?
O driver of laden camels rolling up the wayless sands
like a scroll of mighty writ beside the Sagebrush of Idam,
Turn aside at the guarded safeground -God be your shepherd!- and seek the way
To yonder Lotus thicket, to the myrtle and laurel bay.
Then halt at Mount Sal and ask at the curling vale of Raqmateyn:
Have the tamarisks grown and touched at last in the livening weep of the rain?
If you've crossed the river of Arqadi in the morn-light, I implore you
By God, be unabashed and offer them my heartfelt "Salam"
Say too: in your domains I have left behind a heartfelled man
Alive as a deadman wandering, lending every plague the plague.
From my heart like a burning bush there spreads a flame of more than fire.
From my eyes the pouring tears are like a ceaseless season of rain.
For such is the lovers' law: when bound in love with a gazelle
Not one limb of the mortal's body can ever be freed of pain.
You ignoramus! You who defame and shame me for my love!
Desist and learn. You would not blame me, had you known love as well.
My oath by the sacred union, by the ancient love and by
That covenant's communion and all the things of times gone by:
No consolation, no replacement turned me away from loving
For the whims of change and solace have no part in what I am.
Return the slumber to my eyes, and then perhaps I will see you
Visit my bed as a revenant shade in the recklessness of dream.
Alas for our days at Kheyf! Had they but lasted each tenfold!
Alas for me, alas at how the last day can never last.
If only my woe could be of aid, if only the "oh" of my sorrow
And sheer regret could help recover anything of the past.
Gazelles of the winding dell! Be kind and turn away from me
For I have pledged my gaze to look on no one but my love
In deference to a Judge who has decreed an awful fatwa
To shed my blood in sacred months as well as the profane.
He is too deaf to heed my complaints, too mute to grant reply.
And he, when looking upon the plight of lovers, is smitten blind.

**Setiap anggota tubuhku melihatnya
meski ia ta hadir di sisiku
dalam setiap zat yang halus-lembut
jernih dan bahagia
Dalam nada kecapi dan seruling yang merdu
berbaur-menyatu dalam alunan yang bergetar
Dan dalam padang-rumput-rusa yang hijau subur
dalam kesejukan senja dan dalam sinar-sinar cahaya pertama
di fajar menyingsing
Dan dalam hujan berkabut yang turun
dari awan di hamparan bunga
Dan ketika angin sepoi-sepoi menyeret jubah lusuhnya
menyebar kehadiratku semerbak wangi harum mawar
di fajar yang lembut
Dan bila kukecup bibir piala
Kuhirup anggur jernih dalam riang dan bahagia

Sunday, January 8, 2012


Pertama kali mendengar lagu ini pada 1980... kenangan di Lorong Puah Gombak bersama Abang, Joe Apek dan Farid.


LONDON (Reuters) Fri, Jan 6, 2012 - The biggest mystery in the universe perplexing one of the world's best known scientists is -- women.

When New Scientist magazine asked "Brief History of Time" author Stephen Hawking what he thinks about most, the Cambridge University professor renowned for unravelling some of the most complex questions in modern physics answered: "Women. They are a complete mystery."

The wheelchair-bound Hawking, who only recently retired from a post once held by Isaac Newton, talked to the magazine in the run-up to celebrations for his 70th birthday about his biggest scientific blunder and his hopes for modern science.

Hawking is due to celebrate his 70th birthday on Sunday with a public symposium entitled "The State of the Universe" at the University of Cambridge's Centre for Theoretical Cosmology.

Hawking heads a list of speakers including British Astronomer Royal Martin Rees, Nobel Prize-winning physicist Saul Perlmutter and Kip Thorne, one of the world's leading theoretical physicists.

***Woman is the radiance of God;
Woman is the splendor of God;
She is not your beloved. She is the creator
- you could say that she is not created.
- Rumi

Mawlana Jalaluddin Rumi berkata tentang keindahan rahsia perempuan : Ia adalah satu cahaya Allah, ia bukanlah 'sang kekasih'..ia adalah seorang pencipta-orang hampir mengatakan : ia tidak tercipta!***

***The Ka‘bah in Mecca, the very heart and pivot of the Islamic world, naturally is associated with feminine imagery, veiled in the black color of the Feminine Beyond-Being. Medieval writers and poets have often compared the holiest shrine of Islam to a veiled bride or a desired virgin, especially when on the pilgrimage. Their goal was to touch and kiss her beauty mark, the black stone.***

***Surah 109 ins the Qur'ân, al-Kawthar, gives an especially revealing look into the Prophet's feminine soul. It was revealed because his enemies had been taunting him that he had no sons, only daughters, while they had been given sons to perpetuate their patriarchal ways. Allah revealed this message of consolation to the Prophet: "We have given thee al-Kawthar ... surely the one who hates thee will be cut off (from progeny)." What is al-Kawthar? A sacred pool of life-giving water in Paradise-a profoundly feminine symbol. It represents a heavenly exaltation of the Feminine over patriarchal society. The name of Kawthar is derived from the same root as kathîr 'abundance', a quality of the supernal Infinite, the Divine Feminine.***