Saturday, August 14, 2010

The 107 Ways Of Saying I Love You

  1. English - I love you
  2. Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief
  3. Albanian - Te dua
  4. Arabic - Ana behibak (to male)
  5. Arabic - Ana behibek (to female)
  6. Armenian - Yes kez sirumen
  7. Bambara - M’bi fe
  8. Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi
  9. Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu
  10. Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo
  11. Bulgarian - Obicham te
  12. Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah
  13. Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy ney a
  14. Catalan - T’estimo
  15. Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse
  16. Chichewa - Ndimakukonda
  17. Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male)
  18. Creol - Mi aime jou
  19. Croatian - Volim te
  20. Czech - Miluji te
  21. Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig
  22. Dutch - Ik hou van jou
  23. Esperanto - Mi amas vin
  24. Estonian - Ma armastan sind
  25. Ethiopian - Afgreki’
  26. Faroese - Eg elski teg
  27. Farsi - Doset daram
  28. Filipino - Mahal kita
  29. Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua
  30. French - Je t’aime, Je t’adore
  31. Frisian - Ik hâld fan dy
  32. Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort
  33. Georgian - Mikvarhar
  34. German - Ich liebe dich
  35. Greek - S’agapo
  36. Gujarati - Hoo thunay prem karoo choo
  37. Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw
  38. Hawaiian - Aloha Au Ia`oe (Thanks Craig)
  39. Hebrew - Ani ohev otah (to female)
  40. Hebrew - Ani ohev et otha (to male)
  41. Hiligaynon - Guina higugma ko ikaw
  42. Hindi - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae
  43. Hmong - Kuv hlub koj
  44. Hopi - Nu’ umi unangwa’ta
  45. Hungarian - Szeretlek
  46. Icelandic - Eg elska tig
  47. Ilonggo - Palangga ko ikaw
  48. Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu
  49. Inuit - Negligevapse
  50. Irish - Taim i’ ngra leat
  51. Italian - Ti amo
  52. Japanese - Aishiteru
  53. Kannada - Naanu ninna preetisuttene
  54. Kapampangan - Kaluguran daka
  55. Kiswahili - Nakupenda
  56. Konkani - Tu magel moga cho
  57. Korean - Sarang Heyo
  58. Latin - Te amo
  59. Latvian - Es tevi miilu
  60. Lebanese - Bahibak
  61. Lithuanian - Tave myliu
  62. Malay - Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu
  63. Malayalam - Njan Ninne Premikunnu
  64. Mandarin Chinese - Wo ai ni
  65. Marathi - Me tula prem karto
  66. Mohawk - Kanbhik
  67. Moroccan - Ana moajaba bik
  68. Nahuatl - Ni mits neki
  69. Navaho - Ayor anosh’ni
  70. Norwegian - Jeg Elsker Deg
  71. Pandacan - Syota na kita!!
  72. Pangasinan - Inaru Taka
  73. Papiamento - Mi ta stimabo
  74. Persian - Doo-set daaram
  75. Pig Latin - Iay ovlay ouyay
  76. Polish - Kocham Ciebie
  77. Portuguese - Eu te amo
  78. Romanian - Te iubesc
  79. Russian - Ya tebya liubliu
  80. Scot Gaelic - Tha gra\dh agam ort
  81. Serbian - Volim te
  82. Setswana - Ke a go rata
  83. Sign Language - „,/ (represents position of fingers when signing’I Love You’)
  84. Sindhi - Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan
  85. Sioux - Techihhila
  86. Slovak - Lu`bim ta
  87. Slovenian - Ljubim te
  88. Spanish - Te quiero / Te amo
  89. Swahili - Ninapenda wewe
  90. Swedish - Jag alskar dig
  91. Swiss-German - Ich lieb Di
  92. Surinam - Mi lobi joe
  93. Tagalog - Mahal kita
  94. Taiwanese - Wa ga ei li
  95. Tahitian - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe
  96. Tamil - Nan unnai kathalikaraen
  97. Telugu - Nenu ninnu premistunnanu
  98. Thai - Chan rak khun (to male)
  99. Thai - Phom rak khun (to female)
  100. Turkish - Seni Seviyorum
  101. Ukrainian - Ya tebe kahayu
  102. Urdu - mai aap say pyaar karta hoo
  103. Vietnamese - Anh ye^u em (to female)
  104. Vietnamese - Em ye^u anh (to male)
  105. Welsh - ‘Rwy’n dy garu di
  106. Yiddish - Ikh hob dikh
  107. Yoruba - Mo ni fe”

Friday, August 13, 2010

Misteri Kehilangan Sang Tamar

   Tiba2 rasa tergerak hati hari nih nak ber'blogging' setelah lama aku tidak menulis apa2 dalam ruanganku ini..(hari pertama je semangat sampai 4 entry aku msukkan huhuh-skang ni dah bminggu2 brulah aku masukkan entry baru heheheh)...entahla,mungkin terkesan di hatiku, perasaan ketidakpuasaan hati dalam misteri kehilangan sang tamar-bak kata tajuk aku..mana aku dapat idea tajuk nihh?? entahlah labu..tiba2 muncul dalam kantung idea aku..nak dijadikan cerita,hari ni 13082010 adalah hari puasa ke 3 bagi tahun 1431H..pada jam sekarang 5.30 pagi, aku tidak dapat melelapkan mataku memikirkan buah tamar ku yang hilang bagaikan sang debu yang hilang ditiup angin..


hendak dijadikan cerita, semalam merupakan hari aku tidak pulang ke rumah(kolej kediaman) kerana semalam merupakan ujian lisan dalam bentuk forum yang memaksa aku untuk berbuka puasa di kampus dan pulang ke kolej pada hampir larut malam..nasibku baek kerana aku sempat naek bas terakhir untuk pulang ke kolej pada malam tersebut, klu x,terpaksalah aku naek bas tunjal (jalan kaki) untuk balik ke kolej kediaman yang terletak hampir 5km dari kampus T.T....iskk2..sesampainya aku dirumah,aku teros mengadap fb dan lantas tertido begitu shaja...pagi esok,sewaktu sahurnya,pertama sekali yang aku tuju adalah buah kurma yang muncul di dalam mimpi aku smalamnya,sungguh manis rasa buah itu meskipun hanya sekadar di dalam mimpi.....penutup tupperware dibuka,tup tup,hanya tinggal kurang dari 10 biji tamar sahaja lagi..Hairan bin ajaib bin plik and so on aku..rasanye last sekali aku tengok balang tuhh masihh pnoh dengan tamar2 yang semanis tamar itu sendiri..


lantas,aku bertanya pada rumate ku...di mana tamarku??kenapa boleh jadi sedikit ini?dengan poyonya aku bertanya..dia hnya mgangkat bhu tanda tidak tahu..ak bertanya pada seorang lagi housemate ku,mana tamarku yang banyak2 itu?dia mengeleng2..aku termanggu2..rasanya,kedua2 org rumate ku ini tidak berapa menyukai buah tamar,tidak mungkin mereka yg melesapkan buah tamar itu..tinggal seorg lg housemate ku yg ku belum ku tanyakan mengenai hal itu...tapi,aku ketandusan idea untuk bertnya,lebih tepat lagi,aku tidak mahu membangkitkan rasa sebal di hati ini..sebenarnya,sudah dapat aku agak jawapannya..aku mmg sudah selalu terkena begini.


.konsep ambil dulu baru bagitahu itulah konsep beliau...agak mengecewakan ya sebenarnya di situ?aku ni sebenarnya bukan la seorang yg berkira,setakat 2 3 biji kurma,apa salahnya dikongsi bersama?tambah2,ni bulan pose,bulan untuk buat amal jariah seperti myedekahkan kurma pada rumate2 ku..tapi sepatotnya bekalan kurma untuk mungkin 2 mingu itu sudah tinggal sisa2nya...apa lagi aku mahu perkatakan?namun,dengan duit PTPTN aku yang belom masok ini membuatkan aku agak berkira,keluar duit lagi,sedangkan bekalan duitku semakin berkurangan...aku hanya mampu mengeluh..ingin ditegur,namun risau pula dikatakan berkira...jadi,apa harus aku buat?mdiamkan diri sahajalah labu..jadi,kepada pembaca di luar sana,jadikan ini iktibar ya??jgn sesuka hti mgambil hak orang laen tnpa kebenaran,minta la dulu paling kurang..bukankah itu lebih sopan sebagai kita orang Melayu?dan bila mengambil barang orang,berpada2 lah,jangan jadikan hak orang seperti hak kita ye tuan2 puan?

Monday, August 2, 2010

LOVE QUOTES

"LOVE IS NOT BLIND...IT SEES MORE AND NOT LET..BECAUSE IT SEES MORE, IT'S WILLING TO SEE LESS"
"YOU DO NOT LOVE A WOMEN BECAUSE SHE IS BEAUTIFUL. A WOMEN IS BEAUTIFUL BECAUSE YOU LOVE HER"
"KNOWING THE RIGHT THING IS MEANINGLESS WHEN YOU ARE NOT DOING THE RIGHT THING"


 "LOVE I WHEN YOU SHED A TEAR FOR HIM AND STILL WANT HIM,ITS WHEN HE IGNORES YOU BUT YOU STILL LOVE HIM, IT'S WHEN HE LOVES ANOTHER GIRL BUT STILL SMILE AND SAID I'M HAPPY FOR YOU WHEN ALL YOU REALLY DO IS CRY..."


 "LOVE ME WHEN I LEAST DESERVE IT BECAUSE THAT IS WHEN I REALLY NEED IT"
 
 

To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend To Get Married

This a real life-based story that i got from the internet(internet again!.)~~duhh,i know that we cant really trust internet nowadays-whether this is real or fake!,but this is sooo good!a touching love story..hope it can be reblogged ongoingly so that the messages can be spread throughout the world..enjoy!

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, “I’ve got something to tell you.”
She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly,“why?”
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn’t love her anymore… I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest… I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realised she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me, she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, “Dad, it’s time to carry mum out.”
To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, “I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.”
I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, “Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.”
She looked at me, astonished and then touched my forehead. “Do you have a fever?” She said.
I moved her hand off my head.
“Sorry, Dew”, I said,
“I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other any more. Now I realise that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.” 
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:
I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah.. blah. .blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!






Bestkan cite nihh?? tapi maafla sebab dalam bahasa Inggeris..xsempat nak terjemah..huhuhuh..tapi, jadikan ni sebagai iktibar ye??

“Don’t Hope, But Decide….”



aku terbaca cerita ini semasa sedang melayari internet tempoh hari..aku rasa artikel ni sangat bermakna dan patut dikongsi dengan semua...enjoy reading!


While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland,Oregon,I had one of those life changing experiences that you hear other people talk about
You know, the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly?
Well, this one occurred a mere two feet away from me!
Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jet way,I noticed a man coming toward me carrying 2 light bags . He stopped right next to me to greet his family.
First, he motioned to his youngest son (maybe 6 yrs old) as he laid down his bags
They gave each other a long & movingly loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other’s face,I heard the father say,
“It’s so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!”
His son smiled somewhat shyly, diverted his eyes & replied softly,
“Me too, Dad!”
Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe 9) & while cupping his son’s face in his hands he said,
“You’re already quite the young man. I love you very much Zach!”
They too hugged a most loving, tender hug. His son said nothing. No reply was necessary.
While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one and a half) was squirming excitedly in her mother’s arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father
The man said, “Hi baby girl!” as he gently took the child from her mother
He quickly kissed her face all over & then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side.
The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder & remained motionless in total pure contentment
After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son & declared
“I’ve saved the best for last!”
& proceeded to give his wife the longest, most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing
He gazed into her eyes for several seconds & then quietly said,
“I love you so much!”.
They stared into each other’s eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands.
For an instant, they reminded me of newlyweds but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn’t be.
I puzzled about it for a moment, then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm’s length away from me
I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I were invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my own voice nervously ask, “Wow! How long have you two been married?”
“Been together 14 yrs total, married 12 of those.” he replied without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife’s face
“Well then, how long have you been away?” I asked
The man finally looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile & told me, “2 whole days!”
2 days?!
I was stunned!
I was certain by the intensity of the greeting I just witnessed that he’d been gone for at least several weeks, if not months, and I know my expression betrayed me
So, I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (& to get back to searching for my friend),
“I hope my marriage is still that passionate after 12 yrs!”
The man suddenly stopped smiling He looked me straight in the eye & with an
intensity that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person
He told me, “Don’t hope friend…decide.”
Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand & said,
“God bless!”
With that, he & his family turned & energetically strode away together.
I was still watching that special man & his exceptional family walk just out of sight when my friend came up to me & asked,
“What’cha looking at?”
Without hesitating & with a curious sense of certainty,
I replied, “My future!”

MY 1ST DAY AS A BLOGGER!


010810 2.30pm..saat pertama aku menulis di blog aku sendiri..sebelum ni  aku cuma rajin me'review' blog orang lain dan menghayati bait-bait indah yang di postkan oleh tuan empunya blog-as an admiration on how the god gave the idea to them and how diorang mengolah titisan kehidupan itu menjadi suatu baris yang bermakna dan indah untuk difahami...tidak kurang juga yang menceritakan pengalaman2 indah diorang dalam sekeping gambar dan ceritera..Mungkin bagi shakespeare, a poem tells u an untold story dan preserve life forever macam baitnya dalam Sonnet 18(klu ada masa,aku akan mengupas isu Sonnet 18-one of my fevret poems foreva!)


When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.
william shakespeare
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee





yang bermaksud selagi orang membaca poem ini,selagi itulah ia akan memberi nyawa kpd persona yang digambarkan didalamnya.Namun,bagi 20th centurian cam aku nih, a photo gives life to u n it told the untold story more than a poem does! (^^,)v..
Aku pilih tema warna warni untuk blog aku sekadar untuk mengambarkan how colourful life is..ada waktu redupnya.ada waktu terangnya..setiap warna melambangkan suatu perasaan. contoh,macam merah..it gives u some romantic feeling,a feeling of a bond and love of course..macam putih pun sama, kesucian warna itu menenangkan, dan menghidupkan perasaan a fresh new start seperti seorang bayi yang digambarkan ibarat kain putih, suci tanpa sebarang noda..
aku rasa that's it for this time..bye >.<


Love,

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