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abang, bapa, pakcik, datuk, tokwan sekalian

Hahaa.. Post hari ini bermula dengan sebaris tawa...
Sebenarnya tidak indah sangatlah adanya tawa disitu, cuma sekadar... tergeletek hati... Terbaca berita paparan laman The Star bertajuk 'When wives take it out on their hubbies' ... Hati rasa teruja untuk berkongsi sama... Sungguh, tidak menghairankan.. tetapi masih sedikit aneh... Jangan main-main abang, bapa, pakcik, datuk, tokwan sekalian... perempuan hari ini sudah pandai mengenakan seluar.. di rumah mahupun di luar... Jauh di sudut hati, terasa kasihan dengan spesies ini.. maksudku lelaki... memang, secara fitrahnya, mereka punya tenaga dan kudrat istimewa... tetapi jangan lupa, terkadang bila marah sudah naik kepala, wanita juga punya kuasa luar biasa... mungkin ala-ala power rangers hendaknya... Kepada wanita, sebenarnya bagus punyai sedikit konfiden untuk melindungi diri.. baguslah jika punya ilmu seni pertahan diri memandangkan kita hidup hendaknya tidak harus berteleku di bawah ketiak suami semata-mata... Jangan pula salah faham, bukan membangkitkan semangat feminisme tidak bertempat, sekadar beringat-ingat.. sebab terkadang, kalau berlaku sesuatu.. mahu tunggu tindakan undang-undang.. mahulah patah riuk terlebih dahulu.. itupun jika kes diambil catat.. bayangkan kalau sekadar terima sebaris dua nasihat.. balik ke rumah, lagikan disebat.. aduhai.. kelas-kelas seni pertahan diri eksklusif untuk wanita juga kian hari kian bercambah... Maka, abang, bapa, pakcik, datuk, tokwan sekalian... hati-hati...

Saban hari, didengari... masalah rumahtangga hari ini aneh-aneh belaka... Semakin manusia maju, semakin kecamuk suasana... Tidak janggalah, bila hari ini.. rata-rata manusia.. inci demi inci mula menolak tepi institusi kekeluargaan... terutamanya di negara-negara yang moden secara materi... Bahkan, perkahwinan itu dianggap bersifat terlalu tradisi... Alahai.. ngeri pula bila difikir kira... Apapun.. seperkara, jauh di sudut hati.. daku cukup percaya.. bila cinta didasari kasih Yang Esa... hendaknya cinta bersambung ke syurga...

Baiklah... sekali lagi pesanan.. abang, bapa, datuk, tokwan sekalian... hati-hati...

p/s: minggu depan ada ujian kenaikan tali pinggang.. doakan daku bisa lepas... geee :D
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ur patient.. said…
brape hb test??
gud luck!!
:)
May 15, 2009 at 11:26 PM
ablong said…
em... begitulah kisah dunia yang bila dah membelakangi agama, gegak jadinya rumah tangga.. semua nak tunjuk siapa hebat dah tak kenal mana jantan mana tina. anyway nak lajar sampai dapat tali pinggang banyak warna tu nak bagus...yang bagus lagi banyakkan warna-warna ilmu agama kita..k. itu yang paling kuat sekali.
May 17, 2009 at 3:02 AM
Unknown said…
itu benar... seiring dan sejalan lah hendaknya
May 17, 2009 at 11:15 AM
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