Very recently, I was told by Miss nur_za, an assistant editor of an E-Magazine:Prasasti, that my article was used in their magazine for the July Edition under Featured Blogger column.

I was actually quite surprise since this is the first time in my entire life, an article written is printed in a magazine. (it is not actually printed since it is an E magazine, but you should get it). So do excuse me being very happy about it.

The E Magazine is actually very new, but for those who would want to have a look,

Download Here

The article is at page 42. Even though the layout make the article very hard to read, I don’t care… I’m there hehe

p.s. Maybe I should start thinking of writing professionally to magazines hihi what do you guys think?

Referring to yesterday’s post, I was telling you a piece of my childhood memory. Today, I’m going to tell you the whole story. I’m not sure what year was it, but I was definitely either 14 or 15 years old. It was Ramadhan and my brothers, a friend and myself went to the mosque to pray Solat Terawih. Maybe it’s more proper if I introduce them to you. Both my brothers are pocket and filantera. That’s was of course their blogger name. The friend is Zulkifli Zainon or better known as Bob.

THE HISTORY

One night, when we were returning home from the mosque, Bob’s sister – Netty and her friends were walking far in front of us but still within visible distance. So that night, when the girls reached a cemetery area, suddenly, a few boys jump on them from the nearby trees. The girls were so frightened and scream. Since we are quite far at the back, we can only shouted at the boys and they just ran away. We cannot chase them of course, with our stomache full of the “more” feast we just had hehe. (“More” pronunce as More+Ray). We thought that was it, but apparently we thought wrong, the boys were planning to seek revenge on us the next day.

THE NEXT DAY

as always, we returned home, all four of us. The girls was now closer to our group. Suddenly we realized we had been followed by the boys from yesterday. There were about 7 to 8 of them. From the back, we can hear they tried to start a fight by saying nasty words (which I’m not going into details here).

I can still remember, our mood that night had changed and it seemed that even our walking style from the lazily sliding, changed to the warrior like walking from Hang Tuah movies hahah. We kept quiet the whole time. In our mind, we know for certain that the fight will surely take place. We were really outnumbered so it will be worse if we fight in the dark. We need some light.

THE CEMETERY

The only light available is in front of the cemetary. We reached there and instead of confronting them, we somewhat wait for them just beneath the light. My youngest brother, filantera was only in primary school then so we sent him off with the girls to the girls’ house. Hoping very hard that my beloved filantera would know what to do, maybe asked some adults to come and sort our fight. So off he went.

The nasty words uttered were still thrown at us continuously. But the funny thing is they didn’t take any move to start the fight themselves, We can hear the sound of iron clinging to each other what we then assume are weapons such as screw driver and chain. Imagine us waiting there, heads down just waiting for the fight to start or the help arrived from Filantera’s quest.

THE TURNING POINT

suddenly, my second brother – pocket, fall down and start screaming like mad. And I mean really screaming.. as if he was possessed. It is the cemetary. Both of us, Bob and I was shocked and had to hold him as strong as we can because my brother had seriously gone crazy, screaming and trying to go to the boys.

And the boys who had been following us from the start… was either shocked with my brother’s screaming or just plain shocked, they ran away to all direction… believe me, even running into us. ahhahaha.
After about 30 seconds of hysteria, my brother calms down and guess what, he said that it is all just an act to scare the boys away. We were laughing so hard that night. seriously amazed with his idea.

THE ONE WHO’S “HARAPKAN PAGAR, PAGAR BUKAK PINTU PAGAR”

We then went to Bob’s house, and guess what, my youngest brother – filantera, was actually drinking hot milo served by the girls. He totally forgot his mission. hahaha…..

THE END

If you notice, there is one tag for charity affecting the whole blogosphere. I believe writing the memes for all bloggers will be a piece of cake, since we are doing such things all the time. But actually how many tried to promote the event this idham (the organizer) is working on?

So this entry is dedicated to invite all my fellow friends to be there and do our little part for the benefit of the orphan there. I will definitely be there. The details are as follows, (for more information, please check the originator’s blog)

Event : “Bloggers bring rainbows to DIO (Darul Izzah Orphanage)”
Date of event : 11th August 2007 (Saturday)
Venue : Darul Izzah Orphanage, Bandar Baru Bangi
Planned activities : magic show, clown, treasure hunt, sukaneka” and of course lunch
Email to confirm going – idham_blog@yahoo.com

• please indicate the number of pax in your party

Still looking for :
– volunteer for project manager (I’m a bit worried here)
– volunteer to do printing and binding of all memes (cost supported)
– volunteer to organize party games
– able clowns and magician

Will update the details. So how many of you guys are going? Let this be our little gatherin just as well 🙂

To honor both PuteriEzza and Sharze who did tag me. Here is the memes completed

1. A person is only as good as the decision he made
2. Friendship is always a good thing to have, bad friends are not
3. To love is to love .. period!
4. Money makes me rich (financially)
5. I miss wake up in the morning with only one purpose, play and play
6. My way of saying I care is by saying I care, why should it be so vague?
7. I try to spread love and happiness by all means
8. Pick the flowers when there is flowers to pick and of course it’s legal to do so
9. To love someone is to expect nothing but gives everything, and not the other way around
10. Beauty is never as clear as black and white
11. When I was thirteen, what I remember the most was , waiting at the bus stop 6.30am counting the time for red light to turn green
12. When I was twenty one, I remember it’s 1998, guess my age now?
13. I am most happy when the VIP in my life is happy
14. Nothing makes me happier than being loved by my VIPs
15. If I can change one thing, I will change the one thing immediately
16. If smiles were available in shops then I will buy none
17. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could do nice things to other people
18. If you want to grow up then you have to start acting like one
19. Money is not everything but it is always good to have some
20. The most touching moments I have experienced is when I was told that my brothers and I will be separated
21. I smile when she smile
22. When I am happy, I buy myself drinks (Milo Ais)
23. If only I don’t have to sleep, then probably I can finished this book
24. The best thing I did yesterday was watching movie with the mrs by my side
25. If I ever write a book, I will give it this title,”555 Where Ideas Jotted Down”
26. One thing I must do before I die is “Dua Kalimah Shahadat”

No other bloggers tagged intentionally

Hi guys… One of my good friend Pawana Malam had raised one question I find interesting. First I thank her for the comment, as it will help me to further improve the blog. Thanks a million.

If you don’t mind, please advise me on your preference between the two, which one you prefer?

Quoting the conversation – Pawana Malam :

hello banji,
eemmm, if u write less, to me, the excitement will deteriorate too…

Banji :

Pawana Malam – Finally someone asked. Thank you for that… 🙂 I understand what you trying to highlight. It concern me too. But I did it actually intentionally. As you can see, the topic here sometimes are quite heavy. So I am actually giving some space to maybe digest or at least review some topics.

So my question to fellow friends… which would you prefer? Everyday with one discussable topic or my current style of posting (which is giving some space to breath, review and maybe come up with a few brilliant ideas to share).

/end quote

Seriously I have no problem with either one as I love writing very much.. 🙂 please advise.