True love...

True love is not physical beauty, but an inner splend or that glows in the soul and radiates through all impediments, forsaking all boundaries.

True love...is not perfection. The perfection lies in the melding of two hearts and two souls, to create a bond that survives all imperfections and the passage of time.

True love...is not fire, but the kind of warmth one feels from a golden fire's glow, an incomparable comfort in the face of despair, an offering of hope when all is hopeless.

True love is us with heart and soul, warm glowing light, and everlasting hope.

shared from uncle shuhmy's facebook..

Special for every muslims. :D

"Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri Maaf Zahir dan Batin" to:

• all my classmate 2 Inisiatif
• Aini Hazwani, Amirah Fuad, Zarina Zaidi
• Teachers from SMK Jalan 4, Bandar Baru Bangi
• Specially my class teacher, Pn. Norazani bt Md. Zain
• all JESS student and also every muslim in the world

Happy Holiday :D

Be anything you want to be!

A kindergarten teacher ask her students to introduce themselves & tell the class about their ambitions.

Amin stand-up "My name is Amin bin Aman. I want to be a pilot when I grown-up. So I can travel to Australia, London, Dubai & many other countries". "Good Amin! Thank you! Who else?" the teacher ask again.

Then a little girl named Farah stand-up & speak "My name is Farah bt Farid. When I grown-up... I love to be a full housewife & have many cute children!". "Good! A housewife also a very good job. Who else?" replied the teacher..

Then Anas stand-up "My name is Anas bin Ahmad. When I grown-up, I want to help Farah to full fill her ambition!"