Name : Irfan Fahri bin Huzaimy Shah
WOMEN OF THE VEIL
Her long, thick, shiny black hair
Fell against her back.
Her rich, copper skin
Gleamed in the sunlight.
Her slender figure outlined,
With her soft voluptuous curves.
But when she stepped outside,
She became a ghostly figure of the night.
Nothing more to the people
Than a dark, shadowy figure of oppression.
But she showed them.
As she walked down the street,
People made way,
Men lowered their gazes in utmost respect.
And others whispered,
As she held her head up high,
With pride in her belief
And showed them how oppressed she really was!
While they whistled at their women,
Looking them up and down as they were pieces of meat to be inspected?
She pitied their savage ways.
As she walked into the arms of her partner,
Her only love,
Her husband.
Where she was transformed,
Into her beautiful self,
For only his eyes to see.
1. I have been visiting several countries lately. Some are developed. Some are developing.
2. It strikes me that it will be good if we send groups of young and educated people to those countries which achieved independence together with us. This is because young people were born and they grew up long after independence and cannot possibly know the Malaysia before independence or even in the early years of independence.
3. Perspectives and perceptions are what colour our thinking. Most people are reluctant to go to poor countries. If we go only to rich developed countries then our perceptions would not be correct.
perhatikan jejaka berbaju hitam tu....
'pool watch'
budak kecik ni dah tak tahan nak 'nenen' dan tido...ish..ish...ish
makngah and ikah....
WHAT!
para penonton (from left my pakcik,my acik,me & Irfan,my mum)
aksi kuak dan terlentang kakak hihihi
ala-ala hindustan gitu..ni En.H ler ni yg suruh hehehe
wooohooooooo!!!
ramai yg menjaganya...lg seronok 2 ronok la dia dlm air
yg ni jgn komen....Irfan nangis masuk air!Takat tu je la yang dia ok.Bukan gigi air tuh..hujung lidah air je tuh....hehehe......tensi tau!