Rid Tobak Herba Berhenti Merokok

Aku terbaca dalam ruangan kesihatan Utusan Mingguan hari ini. Ini pasal herba, Rid Tobak untuk berhenti merokok. Mengikut tulisan wartawan ini, herba Rid Tobak ini terdiri dari banyak ramuan herba. Ia dicipta oleh seorang doktor dari India memandangkan jumlah perokok yang meningkat di kalangan remaja. Kajian ini telah dilakukan selama 10 tahun dan keberkesanannya amat memberansangkan.

Menurutnya, hanya 8 titik diperlukan bagi setiap pengambilan. Ia dititik di bawah lidah dan selepas 2 minit barulah ditelan. kesannya, herba ini membuat perokok merasa kurang 'kick' untuk merokok. Tambahnya sekiranya perokok terus tidak merokok peratus kejayaan adalah tinggi dan perokok akan membenci tabiat ini.

Jadi kepada mereka yang ingin berhenti merokok, tanam azam yang kuat di samping menggunakan herba Rid Tobak ini insya Allah anda akan berjaya.

Pelihara Ikan Dalam Tangki oleh AAZ Marketing

Sebut pasal bisnes pelihara ikan dalam tangki, baru-baru ini kita diudarakan melalui tv3 seorang siswazah menganggur berjaya menjadi seorang usahawan ikan ini. Rezeki ada di mana-mana sahaja jika kita berusaha insya Allah adalah hasilnya. Bagi mereka yang ingin mengetahui atau berminat menyertai program usaha niaga ini bolehlah hubungi AAZ Marketing di talian 017 9596280 (khairil)

Winners and Losers

The Winner is always part of the answer.
The Loser is always part of the problem.

The Winner always has a program.
The Loser always has an excuse.

The Winner says, “Let me do it for you”.
The Loser says, “That is not my job.”

The Winner sees an answer for every problem.
The Loser sees a problem for every answer.

The Winner says, “it may be difficult but it is possible”.
The Loser says, “it may be possible but it is too difficult.”

When a Winner makes a mistake, he says, “I was wrong”.
When a Loser makes a mistake, he says, “It wasn’t my fault.”

A Winners makes commitments.
A Loser makes promises.

Winners have dreams.
Losers have schemes.

Winners say, “I must do something”.
Losers say, “Something must be done.”

Winners are a part of the team”.
Losers are apart from the team.

Winners see the gain.
Losers see the pain.

Winners see possibilities.
Losers see problems.

Winners believe in win-win.
Losers believe for them to win someone has to lose.

Winners see the potential.
Losers see the past.

Winners are like a thermostat.
Losers are like thermometers.

Winners choose what they say.
Losers say what they choose.

Winners use hard arguments but soft words.
Losers use soft arguments but hard words.

Winners stand firm on values but compromise on petty things.=
Losers stand firm on petty things but compromise on values.

Winners follow the philosophy of empathy: “Don’t do to others what you would not want them to do to you”.
Losers follow the philosophy, “Do it to others before they do it to you.”

Winners make it happen.
Losers let it happen.

Buat Duit Mudah dengan DiWaris

Terbaru dari DiWaris. Sistem MLM yang memerlukan kos yang rendah iaitu sebanyak RM65 sahaja.

Aku tak join sebab aku nak berhenti jap dari join apa2 MLM. Cuma isteri aku yang dah join. Menariknya dia masuk ja dah ada 4 5 orang nak join. Mungkin kerana bayarannya rendah so kalau lah jadi apa2 pun tak la ralat sangat. Ada orang kata pulak kalau rendah rendahla income. Tak jugak aku baca jadual tu kita leh dapat sampai RM19,800 dalam dua bulan ja. Modal RM65 so berapa ratus percent untung tu.

Kalau dapat banyak tu jadi la bagi aku. Kalau korang ni minat dengan MLM serta pandai berceloteh bolehlah join Diwaris ni. Tak pun pada siapa yang minat nak tahu lebih lanjut maka korang leh ke website diorang. Klik DiWaris

UMNO- Keluarnya Tun Dr Mahathir

Tindakan Tun Dr Mahathir sememangnya telah dijangka. Ini berdasarkan kenyataannya bahawa kepimpinan perlu ditukar. Memandangkan tiada apa tindakan drastik seperti yang diharapkan beliau maka tindakan beliau keluar dari UMNO adalah satu tindakan yang telah dijangka.

Beliau sememangnya terkenal dengan tindakan yang berani dan diluar jangkaan kita. Kalau kita renung sejenak semasa pemerintahan beliau banyak tindakan yang diambil dan sesetengahnya dianggap gila oleh orang ramai. Antaranya ialah Proton, lebuhraya, jambatan pulau pinang, menyatukan zon waktu semenanjung dan Sabah serta Sarawak,buy British last, mengutuk Australia sebagai banduan, memecat hakim-hakim besar, UMNO diharamkan, peristiwa Memali, peristiwa Prebet Adam, krisis matawang dan banyak lagi. Akan tetapi tindakan berani beliau ini akhirnya mendatangkan banyak manfaat kepada negara pada jangka panjang.

Mengenai tindakan terbaru ini yang dikatakan mengugut Pak Lah maka adalah sesuatu yang telah biasa dilakukan beliau dari dulu lagi. Cuma aku tak tau apa manfaatnya pada melayu khususnya.

Adakah ini tindakan bijak atau emosi semata-mata. Dendam kerana banyak projeknya dibatalkan Pak Lah dan kerana kelemahan ketara Pak Lah dalam mengurus dan memajukan negara Malaysia membuatkan beliau merasakan Pak Lah perlu dibuangkan segera.

Persoalan ini tidak akan dapat mendapat jawapan yang tepat kerana hanya beliau sahaja yang tahu apa rahsia disebalik tindakan itu.

Apapun aku mengharap melayu ni janganlah berpanjang-panjangan berbalah. Bersatulah kita walaupun kita ni dikatakan bangsa yang mundur. Bersatu Teguh, Bercerai Kita Roboh.

Ternak ikan keli dalam tangki

Baru-baru ni aku melawat kawan aku di kampung. Apa yang menariknya dia sekarang sedang berjinak-jinak memelihara ikan dalam tangki. Ikan yang dibela ialah ikan talapia.

Selepas dengar penerangannya serba sedikit aku mula tertarik dengan bisnes ni. Mungkin aku ni lambat tahu kerana dah lama orang pelihara ikan dalam tangki ni. Tapi macamana pun aku nak juga cuba.

Aku cadang nak pelihara ikan keli. Sekarang tengah kumpul maklumat tetang kos, cara pelihara dan pemasaran.

Setelah aku kira2 secara kasar kena ada RM2 ribu untuk mula secara kecil2an. Aku mungkin boleh cari duit sebanyak tu tapi masalah sekarang aku tak leh nak buat sendiri kerana aku menyewa di kuarters guru. Mana ada ruang, tambah2 tingkat 3 ni. Jadi setelah bincang dengan ayah aku dia setuju la nak tolong jaga ikan aku.

Untung 50-50. Tak pa aku tak kisah lagipun ayah sendiri. Yang penting sekarang aku nak bagi berjaya. Cuma aku nak maklumat lengkap kalau boleh tentang:
1. Kos tangki, kos pam air, kos makanan sehingga hasil, kos anak benih.
2. Jumlah ikan bagi satu tangki berapa boleh muat.
3. Berapa harga tolak ikan keli dalam tangki sekarang ni.

Jadi siap2 yang tahu dan sudi kongsi maklumat bolehlah email atau respon kat blog aku ni.

Mencari Sesuap Nasi

Askum pembaca budiman...

Selalunya aku waktu2 ni tengah lepak sambil tgk tv. Tapi malam ni otak aku tak tenang. Sebabnya aku didatangi oleh kawan yg nak introduce MLM kat aku. Cikgu ni biasa la cari part time. Dan aku rasa government servants lain mcm tu gak. Nak survive dalam dunia mencabar sekarang ni.

Kalau korang nak tahu ialah Hai O marketing. Dia pun terus explain kat aku itu ini. Bagi aku mlm ni tak la terer tapi sejak kat u dulu lagi dah tahu dan byk dah aku masuk so konsepnya sama ja. Cara ja lain sikit.

Bagi aku kalau kita buat apa pun kalau kerja keras besar kemungkinan boleh berjaya. Tak mustahil. Pengalaman aku masa tingkatan 1 aku jual maggi kat asrama nak beli raket badminton. Memang mustahil tapi aku berjaya gak.

Keluarga aku tak senang sangat jadi nak minta duit banyak2 untuk itu ini aku tak sampai hati. Apatah lagi harga raket tu seratus lebih. Bagi aku pada usia 13 tahun dan pada tahun 1991 nilainya tinggi la.

So aku guna duit sepuluh ringgit mak aku bagi tiap2 minggu sebagai duit poket buat modal. Hari sabtu aku keluar p pasaraya sambil bawa beg pakaian aku untuk isi maggi. Aku jalan ja sebab nak jimat. Harga maggi RM1.50 dapat la 6 bungkus so sebungkus jatuh RM0.25. Aku jual semua dapat la RM 3. Duit tu aku kumpul sampai dapat beli raket yang harganya RM120. Raket secondhand ja tp cina ni main badminton untuk sekolah jadi jenis baik juga la raket ni.

Loker aku memang penuh dgn maggi ja. Aku buat tebal muka ja bila senior perli, buli aku pasal maggi ni. Cuma syukur walaupun depa buli aku tapi depa bayar gak. Cuma rasa hina sikit la bila nak dapat duit tu dari depa. Tu asam garam berniaga pertama aku.

Last2 baru aku tahu kenapa cina ni nak jual raket tu. Rupa2nya dah ada retak sikit dekat T raket tu. Aku tak perasan. Sedihnya Tuhan je yang tahu.

So berbalik pasal Hai o ni. Aku tahu sikit2 ja pasal Hai O Marketing ni. Tapi pendek kata aku dah taknak lagi kat MLM. Aku tak suka nak pujuk rayu orang masuk last2 diorang terkontang-kanting kat bawah. Sian diaorang walaupun kita berjaya. Tambah2 pulak modal Hai O ni banyak.

(Apabila dinar dan dirham dicipta iblis ambil kedua2nya dan letak dimatanya dan berkata,"celakalah siapa yang mengagungkan kedua2 ini".)

Aku sekarang ada la buat part time. Join smart patnership. Invest duit cukup bulan ambil untung. Tak tahu la ok ke tak. Harap2 boleh jalan sampai habis. Kat internet pun aku ada invest juga. Dan dok masuk bulan2. Tak banyak tapi aku kumpul dalam satu akaun tak usik. Bila dah kumpul banyak gak la.

Macam tu kita ni nak hidup. Macam2 kita buat. MLM ke apa ke yang penting kita tak menganiaya orang dan halal. Sikit pun kalau halal baru ada berkat. Bila berkat sikit pun cukup.

Semoga semua yang berusaha sekarang ni berjaya ok!

Bawang Putih Bawang Merah - Final Part

“Mak Sungai, Mother of the River Spirits, did you see a basket floating down the river?” Bawang Merah asked politely.

“Is it the basket over there?” asked Mak Sungai, pointing to a basket beside a clump of bushes. She had pulled it out from the river only a few minutes ago.

Bawang Merah gasped. It was indeed her basket for clothes.

“Oh, Mak Sungai! How can I thank you for finding my basket of clothes?”

“Well, I have been so busy that I’ve not had time to do my own housework. You can help me if you like!”

“Oh, I would love to, Mak Sungai. It’s the least I can do to show you how grateful I am!”

Mak Sungai smiled as she opened a secret door in the river and led Bawang Merah down to her house.

Bawang Merah rolled up her sleeves and set to work scrubbing the floor until it shone. She cleaned the windows and dusted the tables until not a speck of dust remained. She cleaned the kitchen and polished the posts and pans until they sparkled.

After three days, Mak Sungai said, “It is time for you to go home, Bawang Merah. I am very pleased with your work. Before you go, you must choose a present for yourself!”

She took Bawang Merah to a room filled with parcels of all shapes, sizes and colours. Some of the parcels were wrapped in rich, fine batik, some in gaily-coloured paper while others were wrapped in banana leaves.

“Choose any parcel you like, my dear!” urged Mak Sungai.

Bawang Merah looked at all the parcels in the room. She did not know which present to choose for herself. She had never had a present before in all her life.

At first, she hesitated and then, because she was not greedy by nature, she chose a small parcel wrapped in banana leaves.

“This present will be enough for me, Mak Sungai. Thank you very much!” she said breathlessly as she hugged her gift.

Mak Sungai smiled. “You have made a wise choice, Bawang Merah,” she commented as she led her back to the river bank.

When Bawang Merah reached home, her stepmother and stepsister were astonished to see her. They thought she had drowned in the swift-flowing river!

They had to do their own housework for three days and they had not enjoyed a minute of it! How glad they were to have Bawang Merah back!

Now they could dress in their beautiful clothes and visit their neighbours or just around the house again while Bawang Merah washed and cooked and cleaned for them.

But although her stepmother and stepsister were glad to have Bawang Merah back at home, they did not show it. Instead, they scolded her and shrieked at her all over again.

“You lazy girl! How dare you stay away for so long!”

“You ungrateful girl! How dare you leave us to do your housework!

“Who do you think you are?”

They only stopped screaming when Bawang Merah told them everything that happened to her during the past three days.

Then she showed them the present she had chosen for herself.

“What a fool you are to choose such a small present!” snapped her mother.

“Well, don’t stand there like an idiot! Open it! I’m sure there’s nothing in that box except a handful of gold rice!” sneered Bawang Putih.

Bawang Merah unwrapped her present. She lifted the lid of the box and then gasped with surprise.

The box was filled with precious stone that sparkled and glittered in the sunlight!

Bawang Putih stared at the sparkling jewels in envy. They would look lovely against her lily-white hands and her pale soft throat.

“I’m going to Mak Sungai’s house tomorrow morning,” resolved Bawang Putih. “I’m sure I can get an even bigger box of jewels for myself!”

So, the next morning, Bawang Putih set off for the river with the basket of clothes. She threw the basket into the swift-flowing river and watched it drift out of sight.

Then she set off downstream, pretending to look for it.

At last, she came upon Mak Sungai, Mother of the River Spirits.

“Have you seen my basket of clothes?” she asked boldly.

“Mak Sungai looked at her sharply. “Is that your basket?” she asked.

“Yes, of course it is!”

“Take it, then.”

“But I would like to work for you first!”

“All right! Come along!” agreed Mak Sungai reluctantly as she led Bawang Putih down to her house.

Now, Bawang Putih had no intention of doing any work for Mak Sungai. She was much too lazy and she did not like the idea of soiling her soft, lily-white hands.

She pretended to dust the table and sweep the floor but after a while, she threw down the broom and went in the search of Mak Sungai.

“I’ve finished my work!” she lied. “I want to go home now. I’m tired! Where’s my present?” she asked rudely.

“Come with me,” answered Mak Sungai grimly as she led Bawang Putih to a room filled with parcels of all shapes, sizes and colours.

Some of the parcels were wrapped in rich, fine batik, some in gaily-coloured paper, while others were wrapped in banana leaves.

“Choose any parcels you like,” Mak Sungai told Bawang Putih.

Bawang Putih’s eyes gleamed with greed as she entered the room. She examined the parcels carefully and lifted them to find out how heavy there were.

At long last, she chose the largest and heaviest parcel that she could find in the room. She even made sure it was wrapped in the finest batik she could find!

Then, without a single word of thanks, she followed Mak Sungai back to the river bank and hurried home as fast as she could.

“Let’s open it! Let’s open it!” she urged impatiently.

Both mother and daughter trembled with excitement as they tore at the batik wrapping. But what a shock they both had when they lifted the lid of the box!

Instead of precious stone, the box was filled with poisonous toads and fearsome scorpions!

Bawang Putih and her mother screamed as the toads hopped out of the box. They screamed as the scorpions crawled out with their tails quivering in the air. They screamed even louder as the toads and scorpions came after them.

Both mother and daughter ran out of the hut, down the road and out of the village with the toads and the scorpions at their heels. They ran and ran unitl they were tiny little specks on the horizon.

The people in the village never saw them again. Neither did Bawang Merah.

She lived by herself and was very happy for there was no one to scold her or beat her or pinch her. She told sold a few of her precious stones to buy herself shoes and beautiful clothes.

Not long after, Bawang Merah married a good, kind and hardworking young man from the village and they both lived happily ever after.

Bawang Putih Bawang Merah

Bawang Merah and Bawang Putih

Once upon a time there lived a widow and her two daughters. She loved the younger daughter who was her own child and hated the elder one who was her stepdaughter.

The two stepsisters were as different as day was from night. The elder had skin that was as pink as a newborn babe’s while the younger had skin that was as pale as ivory. So, it was no surprise to everyone in the village that the elder girl was called Bawang Merah which means Red Onion, while the younger was called Bawang Putih which means White Onion.

Being a stepdaughter, Bawang Merah had to work all day to keep the house clean. She also had to cook the meals, wash the clothes, work in the padi fields and wait hand and foot on her stepmother and stepsister. But no matter how hard she worked, they always managed to find fault with her.

“The floor is not clean enough!”

“There’s a speck of dust on the table!”

“The food is too salty!”

“The soup is too hot!”

“The soup is not enough!” they screamed at her all day long.

Sometimes, they both beat her and pinched her without mercy.

Poor Bawang Merah! There was nothing she could do. There was no one should could turn to. Her own mother was dead and so was her father. She could only weep as she peeled the red onions each day and she could only cry softly to herself each night as she curled up on the hard, kitchen floor.

Every morning, when her stepmother and stepsister got up from their soft, comfortable beds, they would start on her all over again.

Bawang Merah did not know a moment’s peace except when she went down to the river to wash the clothes. She sighed as she put her basket of clothes on a stone beside the swift-flowing river.

‘Washing is hard work. It makes me hands rough and red, but I don’t mind. It is only time of day when I can be alone by myself!’ she thought.

Her stepmother and stepsister never came down to the river for they did not want to get their beautiful clothes and shoes wet.

Bawang Merah smiled to herself as she took a dress from the basket and started washing it. Soon, she was so busy washing and thinking her own thoughts that she did not even notice the basket as it slipped and fell into the river. She did not even notice being swept away by the swift current.

By the time Bawang Merah looked up, it was too late. The basket had drifted out of sight!

Bawang Merah jumped up in alarm.

“Oh dear! Oh dear!” she cried as she wrung her hands in despair. “My basket is gone! So are the clothes! What shall I do? What shall I do? I daren’t go home without the basket of clothes!”

In a great panic, she ran along the river bank to look for it.

“Makcik….Makcik!” she called out to a young woman washing her feet in the cool, clear water. “Did you see a basket floating down the river?”

The young woman shook her head. “No, I was too busy washing my feet.”

Bawang Merah blinked away her tears as she ran further downstream.

“Datuk…Datuk!” she called out to an old man who was bringing his buffaloes down to the river to drink. “Did you see a basket floating down the river?”

The old man shook his head. “No, I was too busy watching my buffaloes.”

Bawang Merah wiped away her tears as she ran further downstream.

She ran on and on until she was too tired to take another step. Soon, huge drops of glistering tears rolled down her cheeks.

“What’s the matter, my dear? Why are you crying?” asked a kind and gentle voice.

Bawang Merah looked up. Towering over her was a giantess.

“Do not be afraid, my dear,” soothed the giantess. “I am Mak Sungai, Mother of the River Spirits.”

She looked so kind and her voice was so gentle that Bawang Merah’s fears soon vanished.