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  • Penduduk Palestin Kembali Beribadah Di Masjid Al-Aqsa Selepas Dua Minggu

    Penduduk Palestin Kembali Beribadah Di Masjid Al-Aqsa Selepas Dua Minggu

    Warga Paelstin boleh beribadah di Masjid Al-Aqsa pada tengah hari ini (27 Jul) buat pertama kalinya dalam masa hampir dua minggu, menurut pihak berkuasa Palestin.

    Ini setelah Israel menarik balik langkah-langkah keselamatan terbaru yang dikenakannya.

    “Pihak berkuasa Islam di Baitulmakdis mengajak warga Palestin untuk ke Masjid Al-Aqsa bagi menunaikan solat Zuhur,” kata seorang pegawai Waqf, pihak berkuasa Islam yang mengendalikan masjid berkenaan kepada para wartawan AFP.

    Menurut laporan Reuters, Israel memasang pengesan logam, kamera dan mengambil langkah-langkah keselamatan lain menyusuli satu serangan pada 14 Julai yang mana dua orang pegawai polis ditembak mati.

    Menyusuli langkah-langkah Israel itu, tunjuk perasaan yang ganas pula berlaku.

    “Laporan teknikal menunjukkan semua penghadang diletakkan Israel di luar Masjid Al-Aqsa ditanggalkan,” ujar ketua Waqf Abdel-Azeem Salhab.

    “Kami memuji perpaduan yang ditunjukkan semasa dua minggu ini di luar Al-Aqsa dan kami mahu perpaduan itu diteruskan di luar dan kini di dalam Al-Aqsa,” tambahnya yang menggesa para jemaah untuk kembali beribadah di masjid tersebut.

     

    Source: http://berita.mediacorp.sg

  • Hardworking Mother Wins The Heart Of Malaysians With Her Delicious Nasi Lemak

    Hardworking Mother Wins The Heart Of Malaysians With Her Delicious Nasi Lemak

    “A mother is willing to sacrifice anything for the sake of her child.”

     

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    That was what Facebook user Lynn Ahmad had to say when she saw how a mother worked hard to put food on the table for her three young children.

    She said that it was a sad sight to see the woman who struggled to take care of the three children while selling nasi lemak.

    The woman was seen straddling her youngest child in a baby carrier, while her two other young children sat by the roadside and waited for her.

    Lynn, who has two children herself, said that she could understand how tired the woman must have felt as she has to look after her kids while manning her stall and attending to customers.

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    “Her nasi lemak is seriously delicious, do try and buy many of them so that she can head home early.”

     

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    Lynn urged passers-by to pay her a visit and support the woman by buying nasi lemak from her stall, which was set up nearby a Petronas petrol station at the MRR2 by Tesco Ampang.

    She said that the nasi lemak only costs RM1 each.

    Following the viral post, many Malaysians have flocked to the woman’s stall for cheap and delicious nasi lemak

     

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    A netizen shared today, 27 July, that a crowd of people had gathered to buy nasi lemak and lend their support for the young mother.

    In the video posted by Saifullah Sazwin, there were at least a dozen people who can be seen queuing up to buy food.

    As her popularity grew, several netizens recognised the woman and identified her as ‘Kak Ain’.

    Quite a number of people have generously bought nasi lemak from Kak Ain in hopes of easing her burdens

     

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    Many new customers have praised Kak Ain and said that her nasi lemak is indeed delicious as claimed by many.

    She is extremely thankful for the support that she has been receiving in the last few days. She also revealed that she was humbled when a customer bought a pack of nasi lemak from her for RM200 this morning.

    Kudos Malaysians, for acting so swiftly to help a mother in need!

     

    Source: http://says.com

     

  • The Lives They Live: She Fell For Her Man After Marriage

    The Lives They Live: She Fell For Her Man After Marriage

    In 1961, Madam Zulaika Mohamad Osman agreed to marry a man she had never met.

    She was 21.

    He was double her age, at 41 – a widower with one daughter.

    The matchmaker was a Chinese neighbour of hers, who worked with Mr Ismail Awang in the same construction company.

    Madam Zulaika, who has never gone to school, said in Malay: “My neighbour told me my husband was a good man and he would make a good husband and father. I said ‘yes’ immediately as I trusted my neighbour as he was like family to me.”

    Arranged marriages were the norm in those days, the 77-year-old said, and it did not occur to her that she should try to get to know her suitor before saying “I do”.

    So she said “yes” to the big question – without even knowing what her groom looked like or dating to see if they were compatible.

    About a month after she agreed to the match, Mr Ismail, a storeman, went to her home to propose marriage through her elders and the couple met for the first time.

    She was so nervous during that first meeting that she grabbed a relative’s baby to cover her face when he asked to see her.

    And she spent the rest of his visit hiding in the kitchen.

    They did not speak at all.

    “When I saw my husband for the first time, there were no feelings (of love). The feelings came later,” she said. “What struck me was that his hair was white. Even his eyebrows were white.”

    Three months later, they held their wedding ceremony.

    Match-made unions were the norm in Singapore back then, noted sociologist Mathew Mathews. The practice died out as a growing number of women became educated, joined the workforce and sought to make their own choices in life, he said. However, in pre-independence Singapore, educational and employment opportunities for women were limited and being match-made by one’s parents or relatives was the norm. Besides, everyone was expected to get married and start a family, said the senior research fellow at the Institute of Policy Studies.

    “There was also a greater expectation to follow parental wishes and one of the parents’ roles was to help ensure a good marriage match for their children,” he said.

    “Arranged marriages have always been associated with growing in love, rather than falling into love. Today’s notions of marriage differ considerably – people often don’t enter into marriage unless they fall in love.”

    Indeed, Madam Zulaika and Mr Ismail grew into love. Both shared common experiences, having suffered the loss of loved ones.

    She was an orphan. Her mother died of tuberculosis when she was just five. Her father, who did maintenance work in a market, died of a heart attack when she was in her teens. The second of six children, she started earning her own keep by washing clothes for others when she turned eight or nine.

    He was just as bereft, having lost his first wife and two children to various illnesses. He was left with just one daughter.

    After marriage, Mr Ismail became a hands-on husband and father, who helped around the house.

    This was unlike Madam Zulaika’s experience with other men.

    Growing up, all the men she saw left the chores and child-rearing to the women but not her husband. He changed diapers, bathed the children and helped with housework.

    “He also treated my family very well. He was very kind and would always help others. He was also a very gentle person,” she said.

    After a few months of matrimony, she found herself falling for his kindness and gentleness.

    He was ever ready to open his wallet and even his house to those in need. For example, he bought groceries for a relative whose husband abandoned her so that she would not go hungry. Relatives who needed temporary shelter were always welcome at their three-room flat in MacPherson.

    But Mr Ismail died suddenly of a heart attack after 17 years of marriage. He was 58 years old.

    The first few years after his death were the toughest. The couple have six children – two sons and four daughters. Their youngest child was only nine then.

    Madam Zulaika, who had worked throughout her marriage as a cleaner, continued to do so and only stopped in her late 40s when her children were all grown up.

    Today, five of her six children are married – and as a reflection of the times, all married for love. None of them went for arranged unions.

    This is a relief for Madam Zulaika who said she did not have to worry about her children’s marriages as they found spouses on their own.

    The youngest child, Ms Saleemah Ismail, 48, who is single and works in a charity, said of her parents’ marriage: “My parents had a great marriage and we grew up in a loving and nurturing home.”

    Madam Zulaika is now a grandmother to 11 and has three great grandchildren.

    “I miss my late husband and his gentleness. But my children love me the way that he loved me and so I don’t feel any missing holes in my life,” she said. “I feel we were destined to be together. I feel very lucky to have married him.”

     

    Source: http://www.straitstimes.com

  • Singapore Graduate Marries Malay Man In Secret Against Racist Mum’s Wishes

    Singapore Graduate Marries Malay Man In Secret Against Racist Mum’s Wishes

    I first got together with my Malay Muslim husband when I was 17 and I converted when I was 18. 2 weeks after I turned 21, we got married and have been happily married for the past 4 years. When I got married, I didn’t dare tell my racist mother as I was the only child. We also faced a lot of resistance from his mother because I wasn’t Malay. My mum only knew about my marriage after I graduated from university. I didn’t tell her not because I didn’t have the guts, but it was because I didn’t want her unkind words to poison my new marriage.

    She’s tolerating of my husband now, and she’s unable to make anymore snide remarks on seeing that I’m a thousand times happier living with him than I was with her. I went for the Islamic religious courses, do believe in Allah, but until today my mum has no idea that I converted. I don’t eat pork and I never found the Islamic laws to be much of a restriction to my daily life.

    I think when you’ve found the right guy to stick with you through thick and thin, nothing else matters. But choosing the right guy is really really important. Everything else is just secondary. Choosing my husband when I was 17 was the best decision of my life. I can’t imagine what my life would have turned out to be without him.

    Btw, he’s 12 years older than me, so I had lots of people judging us. People would ask, why you marry a Malay guy. And each time I faced their questions with a strong pride in my voice, “why not?” That usually shut them up. When we go out we overheard other people’s remarks like “got no Chinese guy to find meh?” But I never had to give them any fucks because I’m proud of my choice, and proud of my interracial marriage. Let the haters bitch as much as they want.

     

    Source: https://www.allsingaporestuff.com

  • Eggs When Splattered Cannot Be Unscrambled; Orchard Road

    Eggs When Splattered Cannot Be Unscrambled; Orchard Road

    Early this morning a cartons of eggs, believed to have fallen out of a vehicle, blocked off at least one lane along Orchard Road.

    The spillage of broken eggs, on the second lane outside Mandarin Gallery, stretches for about the lengths of three fire engines. Some might say that it looked like a work of art. An interesting piece too.

    Photos of the scene quickly spread over the internet.

    The driver whose eggs belongs to was not there and is believed to have fled the scene.

    Surprisingly the splattered eggs did not seem to have caused damaged to vehicles in the area either based on the photos.

    Some road users were actually more surprised to see fully armed police in black directing traffic at the incident area. There were four of them standing beside two motorbikes. It is not clear if they happened to be in the area or that they were actually tasked to render assistance.

     

    Moral of the story: This is why you don’t place all of your eggs in one basket. Lorry driver mana??

     

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