The Way They Do It

UPDATE 28/01/2010

Here's a joke (unknown author) I've just received. I edited the name of the country (a muslim country) originally written by the author and replaced it with "Mid-easterner".

A man is taking a walk in Central park in New York .

Suddenly he sees a little girl being attacked by a pit bull dog.

He runs over and starts fighting with the dog. He succeeds in killing the dog and saving the girl's life.

A policeman who was watching the scene walks over and says: "You are a hero, tomorrow you can read it in all the newspapers: "Brave New Yorker saves the life of little girl".

The man says: "But I am not a New Yorker!"

Oh then it will say in newspapers in the morning:
"Brave American saves life of little girl" the policeman answers.

"But I am not an American!" - says the man. Oh, what are you then?"

The man says: "I am a Mid-Easterneri!"

The next day the newspapers say: "A Terrorist kills innocent American dog".

Below is the original posting.

I remember receiving an email long time ago which I tried to dig out from my email vault, but I could not find it. It was written something like this:-

- A muslim girl with a headscarf is a religious extremist whereas a christian girl with a head scarf is a nun.

- The suicide bomber was Ali, an Islamic terrorist, whereas, the building was bombed by a terrorist named John..

Nevertheless, the following was received recently:-

Killers - The way they reported it (if it was Muslim)

Muslim killed daughter for the "dishonour" of having boyfriend

Muslim husband who killed his wife and children because of their western ways

Devote Muslim father kills daughter

Killers - The way they reported it (if it was non-Muslim)

Fathers who kill their children

 

Father arrested for killing 13-month old daughter

Father killed his sons to make his wife suffer

Man killed wife, two young children

Man who allegedly killed his wife at YMCA was under court restraint.

Iowa man killed wife, 4 kids, then self.

Incest Crime (if it was Muslim)

A Muslim who married his 15-year old daughter.....

Incest Crime (if it was non-Muslim)

John Earnest Deaves and his daughter, Jennifer Anne Deaves

are at the center of incest scandal.....

A south Australian woman who has an infant daughter

after having sex with her father gave birth to another...

Now let us look at terrorists (if it was Muslim)

How many Americans have been killed by Islamic terrorists since 1960?

Muslim terrorists killed in China raid

And the terrorists (if it was non-Muslim)

US university shooting kills 33

6 shot dead, including gunman, at Northern Illinois University

The Muslim suicide bombers

Islamic suicide bombers attacks Jerusalem bus

Muslim bomber found guilty of worst attack on India's day of terror

Suicide bomber (if it was non-Muslim)

Suicide bomber kills President of Sri Lanka

Suicide bomber kills official and 13 others at Sri Lanka race

Bomber kills police officers in Sri Lanka

Let us look at some statistics of Suicide Terrorism in Lebanon

and Religious Suicide Attackers versus Secular Suicide Attackers (between what was "known" and what was "estimated")

 

 

And who are the "Terrorists" again ?
(credits to the unknown/untraced photographers)

 

And a bit more statistics....

 

And lastly, closer to home reporting....

They have to resort to these very biased, dirty tactics when describing Muslim or Islam?  What does it take to continuously smear Muslim / Islam names in the eyes of the world?

What can you tell then about the "inner strength or faith" of a muslim when they have to resort to such seemingly desperate smearing tactics?

The Name, Jesus and the Fools

What Jesus Runs Away From

The son of Mary, Jesus, hurries up a slope as though a wild animal were chasing him. Someone following him asks,

"Where are you going? No one is after you."

Jesus keeps on, saying nothing, across two more fields. 

"Are you the one who says words over a dead person, so that he wakes up?"

"I am."

"Did you not make the clay birds fly?"

"Yes."

"Who then could possibly cause you to run like this ?"

 Jesus slows his pace. 

"I say the Great Name over the deaf and the blind, they are healed. Over a stony mountainside, and it tears its mantle down to the navel. Over non-existence, it comes into existence.

But when I speak lovingly for hours, for days, with those who take human warmth and mock it, when I say the Name to them, nothing happens. They remain rock, or turn to sand, where no plants can grow. Other diseases are ways for mercy to enter, but this non-responding breeds violence and coldness toward God.

I am fleeing from that."

As little by little air steals water, so praise dries up and evaporates with foolish people who refuse to change. Like cold stone you sit on a cynic steals body heat. He doesn't actually feel the sun." Jesus wasn't running from actual people. He was teaching in a new way.

(Version by Coleman Barks, "The Essential Rumi",

HarperSanFrancisco, 1995)

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Flee from the foolish;
even Jesus fled from them.

Much blood has been shed by companionship with fools!

Air absorbs water little by little; even so, the fool drains you of spirit.

He steals your heat and leaves you cold,
like one who puts a stone beneath you.

The flight of Jesus wasn't caused by fear,
for he is safe from the mischief of fools;

his purpose was to teach by example.

(Version by Camille and Kabir Helminski,
"Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance", Threshold Books, 1996)

New Year - Let's Have A Dream

Wishing all the readers, HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010.

This new chapter, another new linear year, let us have a dream.  Let's wake up and dream.

Now, let's talk about dreams...!

Ever dreamed that you were being chased by something frightening? Being chased by a tiger, perhaps? Or something called a ghost?

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Did you remember the dream well enough to describe it after you awake? Did you remember the colour of the dream? Or was it colourless? Or could not even tell whether the dream was colourless or colourful? Could not tell if it was colourless even !!

When awakened from the dream, did you feel the heart thumping, perhaps you were sweating too?

Let us ponder...

Who was having a dream ?

In the dream, who saw you being chased by the tiger ? (take your time now and perhaps you want to read the question again)

Who saw You ? saw Who ? Who again, was watching you being chased ? !!

Who felt and experienced the fright moments ? You again ?

Who was then, sweating ? well.. You ?

Who was there sleeping in the bed ? You ?

So... which one is (or are)... YOU? 

Thou Art the Sky and the Deep Sea 

When you fall asleep,
you go from the presence of yourself
into your own true presence.
You hear something and surmise that
someone else in your dream has secretly informed you.
You are not a single "you."
No, you are the sky and the deep sea.
Your mighty "Thou," which is nine hundredfold,
is the ocean,

the drowning place of a hundred "thou's" within you.

 Mathnawi III: 1300-1303, Version by Camille and Kabir Helminski,
"Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance", Threshold Books, 1996 

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"I am He whom I love,

and He whom I love is I:

We are two spirits...

dwelling in one body.

If thou seest me,

thou seest Him,

And if thou seest Him,

thou seest us both.

(al-Hallaj)

I'd like to end this post with a song and lyrics from my favorite artist, M. Nasir.

Di Balik Cermin Mimpi

Di balik cermin mimpi

Aku melihat engkau
Di dalam engkau
Aku melihat aku

Ternyata kita adalah sama

Di arena mimpi yang penuh bermakna

Bila bulan bersatu dengan mentari

Bayang-bayang ku hilang

Di selebungi kerdip nurani

Mencurah kasih, kasih murni

Mencurah kasih

Di balik cermin, cermin mimpi

Adalah realiti yang tidak kita sedari

Hanya keyakinan dapat merestui

Hakikat cinta yang sejati

Hakikat cinta yang sejati

Dengan tersingkapnya tabir siang
Wajah kita jelas terbayang

Dan terpecah cermin mimpi

Menjadi sinar pelangi

Pelangi

and one more from Rumi.....

The Beloved is all, the lover just a veil.

The Beloved is living, the lover a dead thing.

If Love withholds its strengthening care,

the lover is left like a bird without wings.

How will I be awake and aware if the light of the Beloved is absent?

Love wills that this Word be brought forth.

If you find the mirror of the heart dull,

the rust has not been cleared from its face. 

(Mathnawi: I:30-34, Version by Camille & Kabir Helminski,

"Rumi: Daylight", Threshold Books, 1994)

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas to all, especially to the followers of Christian faith

 

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The True Meaning Of Christmas

by Brian K. Walters

In todays' day and time,
it's easy to lose sight,
of the true meaning of Christmas
and one special night.

When we go shopping,
We say "How much will it cost?"
Then the true meaning of Christmas,
Somehow becomes lost.

Amidst the tinsel, glitter
And ribbons of gold,
We forget about the child,
born on a night so cold.

The children look for Santa
In his big, red sleigh
Never thinking of the child
Whose bed was made of hay.

In reality,
When we look into the night sky,
We don't see a sleigh
But a star, burning bright and high.

A faithful reminder,
Of that night so long ago,
And of the child we call Jesus,
Whose love, the world would know.

Sambutan Awal Muharram

Salam Awal Muharram 1431H kepada muslimin serta muslimat semua, semoga dirahmati sepanjang masa.

  

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Every passing moment is a new "year", why stand in wait ?

And again as (my favorite) Rumi said it...

Love's wine, is endless

keep on pouring it forever.

Don't search for the water,

just get thirsty,

so that the water may arrive,

 just as the cry of the newborn baby

brings the mother's milk

Office 2006 : The Version That Wasn't

This is another one from "unknown author", dug from my email vault. I have reason to believe that the author was one Mr. David Deckert, who was kind enough to put an end note to say, "Feel free to redistribute." (Note : The graphic images were by Mr. David Deckert (?) and I try to spice them up with my little "story-telling". Feel free to redistribute it too, but please lah!!! give some credits to me and Mr. Deckert by mentioning the link to this blogsite..kay?... he..he..he..)

The History of Microsoft Office started with the versions 3.0, 4.x, Office 95, Office 97, Office 2000, Office XP, Office 2003 and Office 2007 (Office 2010 coming soon??).

Since Office 97, with the exception of Office XP, Microsoft decided to release new Office version once in every three years. By the year 2006, it was then, the time to release the upgraded version of the successful Office 2003. Microsoft people had these ideas to incorporate into the newly to be released version, the Office 2006.

The lab technicians wanted to start by adding a special key function on the key board..... for corporate users.

the technicians and programmers also realized that bosses had become increasingly demanding... a tool was needed to assist the poor fellas in dealing with their bosses (not to forget, their subordinates too) at work place.....

and a neat "someone" for them to occasionally take the time-off to relieve some of the office stresses.........

sometimes, good and valid excuses were needed. There were little chances that the bosses would understand how the computer works anyway....

after all those stresses with difficult bosses, the poor fellas may completely forgot on how to start writing an official letter...

well ..

a cute letter-writing assistant was very necessary then.....

and of course, a cute little "assistant" to predict and assist you on what need to be done next !!!

No wonder the Microsoft boss skipped the Office Version 2006 and released the 2007 version, a year later....

 
The world's 2009 richest man !, still...

Those who are familiar with the earlier version of Microsoft Word, may appreciate the little cute "assistant" when it pops up while you are typing.

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Moral of the story ?! huh ?!

oh! I don't know...!! perhaps.. you corporate bosses should be looking at your "human asset" as human being? not simply a tool or 'some things' to generate profit "all the time" to the company ?

No ?! 

Sambutan Aidil Adha

Selamat Menyambut Hari Raya Korban buat kaum Muslimin serta Muslimat semua. Maaf zahir & Batin.

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"....Berkorban apa saja

Harta ataupun nyawa

Itulah kasih mesra

Sejati dan mulia..."

(Seniman Agung P. Ramlee)

and poems by Jalaluddin Rumi

I see His face, I see His smile –

There is my joy!

I feel His rage, I feel His painful blows –

There is my joy!

But what's this? He has asked for my head!

At least He has asked me for something –

There is my joy!

(Jonathan Star & Shahram Shiva, A Garden Beyond Paradise, Bantam Books, 1992)

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I am in love not only with his smile and radiant face

but also with his wrath and contempt.

He has asked for my head, I do not care if I lose it

what makes me ecstatic is

Him asking.

(Azima Melita Kolin Maryam Mafi, Rumi: Hidden Music, HarperCollins Publishers Ltd, 2001)

"Your beloved lives next door" - Ghazal 648

O you who've gone on pilgrimage - 
where are you, where, oh where?

Here, here is the Beloved!

Oh come now, come, oh come!

Your friend, he is your neighbor, he is next to your wall

You, erring in the desert - what air of love is this?

If you'd see the Beloved's form without any form

You are the house, the master, You are the Kaaba, you! . .

Where is a bunch of roses,
if you would be this garden?

Where,
one soul's pearly essence when you're the Sea of God?

That's true -
and yet your troubles may turn to treasures rich

How sad that you yourself veil the treasure that is yours!

(Translation by Annemarie Schimmel, "I Am Wind, You are Fire", Shambhala, 1992)

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Pilgrims!

why are you turning round in circles,
what are you looking for?

The Beloved is here, why search in the desert?

If you look deep in your heart,
you will find Him within yourself.

You have made the pilgrimage
and trod the path to Mecca many times.

You rave about the holy place
and say you've visited God's garden

but where is your bunch of flowers?

You tell stories about diving deep into the ocean

but where is your pearl?

There is some merit in the suffering you have endured

but what a pity you have not discovered
the Mecca that's inside.

(Translation by Azima Melita Kolin & Maryam Mafi, "Rumi: Hidden Music", HarperCollins Publishers Ltd, 2001)
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Pilgrims on the way! where are you?

Here is the beloved, here!

Your beloved lives next door, wall to wall

why do you wander round and round the desert?

If you look into the face of Love

and not just at its superficial form

You yourselves become the house of God

and are its lords

Ten times you trod the trek unto that house

For once come into this house

climb onto this roof

That sweet house of sanctity --

you have described its features in detail

But give me now
some indication of the features of its Lord

If you have seen that garden,
where is your bouquet of souvenirs?

If you are from God's sea, 
where is your mother of pearl soul?

And yet, may all your troubles bring you treasure

What pity that your treasure lies buried in your selves.

(Translation by Franklin D. Lewis, "Rumi - Past and Present, East and West", Oneworld Publications, Oxford, 2000)