It’s been a hectic week and I’m putting all my cents that next week will be more hectic. I’ve been traveling 354km to and fro Johor to Kuala Lumpur for days now. It’s a draining lifestyle but it’s all for the good of my bank account.

Meeting clients, convincing them of our company’s product. Looks very promising but unfortunately I couldn’t attend the MIHAS, the biggest Halal Trade exhibit in the world. My brother went there and from the feedbacks, it sounded as good as the media portrays. Too bad, I’m dead tired.

I almost forgot that KL people loves to entertain and have business talks during the night where the traffic is lesser and the temperature is bearable. Yes my dears, it’s warm during the day, I still can’t comprehend why some women frequents the Sauna Spa…

So not going to do much today since everything that has to do with business is covered last night. I’m just hoping I could do some night fishing with my uncle later today..Hehehe..

Currently staying at Brisdale Hotel. The brochures and advertisement is a glaring mockery to the reality.The basic fascillities works although some lights were dead and the sink.. ugh.. the sink in my powder room is choked! 

Their Free Wifi is only located at the hotel Main Lobby.. and unfortunately they don’t have any accessible tables or coffee tables to complement it. Instead they only have a backless sofa and situated perpendicular to each other without giving a thought to backaches over the excessive bending users have to face when using a laptop.

Haiz..In this manner, I really miss the comfort of Dynasty Hotel, Darby Park Residence and Puteri PanPacific Hotel which I am always spoilt with by my dearest uncle.

I for one loves to draw, paint and sometimes scribble on my diary cum scrapbook when inspiration comes. Even though I have an artistic streak, sadly my artistic nature only comes to hand when I’m at my desktop and the Adobe Photoshop 7 in opened. Yes, I’m a computer graphic artist.

But that doesn’t stop me to visit and drown myself at the beauty of the paintbrush strokes that seems to capture the very essence of life on a piece of canvas at art galleries. Yes, I envy all those who can bring life to the canvas with just a mere stroke of the paintbrush or just blending the colors to each other. After all, the only brush I could ever master is a digital one.

At Park West Art Gallery in Detroit, USA, this gallery not only holds one of the most well known arts, they also hold auctions of the pieces for Art Lovers. Unfortunately, since my budget only allows a $5 art piece, I can only watch in envy as numbers fly over my head and the art pieces get transfer ownership.

Yay! Throw out the party balloon and pop out those soda cans people!!

Zackire.com, Ramblings Of Zackire, is now officially ranked in Google Page Rank with a ranking of 1/10..

Finally, after all those hard times trying to push the PR ratings, Zackire.com is now ranked. Woohoo!! I know its not much but I’m targeting to get a 4th rank by the end of this year and perhaps getting some awards along with it.

For my readers who have been coming back to read up on the updates of Zackire.com, I thank you. It would not have been possible to get the PR without you guys. Thanks alot!

Even though I am quite busy, I will update the category content ASAP especially How To Make Ca$h Online without the MLM.

Thanks Once Again!!

I like reading blogs especially those of whom I have personally met and are one of those whom I regards as friends, not colleagues, not acquaintances but Friends.  People who will stand by me and give a listening ear when I’m ready to burst my bubble. People who will give me the full truth when I’m asking for an opinion..

So anyway while I was reading through my friends’ blogs, I got frustrated with a particular friend of mine who has taken away the comment box out. Argh!! I like to leave comments.. Din!!  why you take it out?? Stress seh.. You know I love to leave my unwanted 2cents into your blog.

Hmph!

Then another friend of mine decided to take off her blog which I’m still clueless why she did it. The other one, well lets just say, she forgot her blog ever existed in the busy schedule of her working life.

How boring.. And here I was about to have a little insight of their personal life. There goes my monthly dose of entertainment.. crap!

Forgo the botox injection and plastic surgery babes, it’s time to don your best clothes around and flaunt it off on the camera. If you or anyone you know is keen and has been dying to be in the cover model of Cleo, walk the aisle at Paris on the latest fashion statement, then you had better pay attention to the info in the next paragraph.

Look Of The Year is looking out for the best well dressed, well modeled and looking good person. Lucky selected contestants will get a chance to model the latest clothes, accessories, apparels on the catwalk in Paris, New York or Milan.

A little bit of tip from me: It’s best anorxiea patients who those who are practicing it doesn’t contest. Some countries have made a ban for models who are overly skinny and practices anorxiea from ever gracing the catwalk or even any magazines pages.

So back to the topic. Do you think you have what it takes to be the Look Of The Year? If you do, then start ramaging your wardrobe and hunt that nice looking matching pieces out and wear them. Then submit your best looks to the below mentioned.

For further details, you can visit:http://www.lookoftheyear.com

Oops.. It seems that I have some unfinished business left with Fanfiction.net. That unfinished is my written fanfiction that was written years back and currently put on hiatus since last year.

I would have totally forgotten about it had my readers send me a hollering email forcing me to get my ass up onto the writing board and start typing out the new chapters. Hmm.. It’s not like I don’t want to continue, the plots that I had written for chapter 18 of Indigo Eyes is making me grit my teeth. The characters just don’t want to cooperate with me.

But luckily I recently got a new idea for the current chapter and yes, I am going to delete the entire 6 pages of chapter 18 and re-write it out. Stressful life.. Stupid women characters and their emotional escapades.

For those who is pondering what in the world I am talking about, its actually about a fanfiction story which I had previously written in boredom since 2002, having 49 802 words in the story. Amazing how simple my writing was during those few years that I started. Grammar mistakes with typo errors and cheesy plots.. Yes, I was cringing and closing my eyes while I re-read it. If only I could re-write it.

But then it would not be original anymore,  it wouldn’t  have the essence of innocence of my writing during that age. I still remember the times when I had to write all of it down in thick books as drafts and pretending to write notes in the lecture theater when in fact I was in deep concentration with my plot writing  and character assassination  of baddies in my story.

Oh those were the days..  And since someone has roused me from my affiliation, I will have no choice but to answer to their calls and continue where I left off, making my characters’ life a living hell…

Cheers to all fanfiction writers!

Due to some difficulties, Ramblings of Zackire will be updated weekly instead of daily or on off. Internet connection is giving me problems. So until I get a stable fast speed and uninterrupted connection, I will have to resort to piggy back some unexpected poor soul or walking 2km to get my internet connection.

Til then, Many well wishes to my good friend who recently married to her darling, Lisawatie.

And I got another wedding to attend this May.. Haiz…

Curiosity killed the cat. I was thoroughly curious about the short movie clip, Fitnah, which brought fire into the Muslim world. Every newspaper I stumbled upon, the article flared almost half the page of every newspaper. The television showed annoyed Muslim leaders urging the clip to be removed and destroyed.

I didn’t know the full extend of the damaged caused until I watched it on the internet. It was short movie clip, but it felt as if it was the longest years in my life. Islam portrayed as butchers of innocents, berserkers that seeks out the blood of non-Muslim and wanted psychopaths.

I was shaking in suppressed anger to the point that I had to cover my eyes as the pictures flashed through my 17″ TFT LCD Monitor. The pictures were grotesque and the translation of the Quran were manipulated. It served as a seed of anger for Muslim around the world to roar in anger. The Devil must have been very proud of himself as he watch the beauty of his toy’s latest creation.

What was Geert Wilder thinking? This is not a freedom of speech. This is insulting a sensitive issue. There must always be a counterbalance in everything we do and to know the borderline of a certain issue. All of us respect and loves freedom of speech but to insult a religion is way crossing the line.

Of all the things, why insult a religion? Can’t he come up with another topic if he seem to be so bored with his political life? There are millions of people who are in the pits of death, people in poverty and Iraqi innocents dying in gunfire. If he wants to make a change, then that solve those.

To sniff out Islam and making it as the works of the Devil is a wholly unfair and biased subject. What makes Islam seem so bad that he came up with the idea? To be putting his eggs on what the media has been airing out is absurdly childish.

Sure there are Muslim extremist causing havoc in the world but did he showed the viewers how many innocent Muslim were caught in the fray? Did he show how many Muslim were dead in Palestine? Did he show how many Muslim organisations did their part in handing out aids to those who are in need even to those who are non-Muslim?

No he didn’t.

Furthermore he should put a stand to his movie clip if he were really genuine in freedom of speech. Why run from something which he had originally started? Or has he already anticipated the mass chaos he will cause and that is why he is running away, satisfied with the outcome.

I will not be bothered by his outrageous insult to my religion. Whatever that was shown is just a test to see if we Muslim will fall for the Devil’s work and cause an all out war between religion. I will uphold the peace taught by our Prophet and will maintain the resemblance of nonchalant. I hope other Muslim brothers and sisters do the same.

Nevertheless, some questions are still left unanswered.

Is he trying to create an all out war between religion? Or is he being paid by some terrorist groups to create a worldwide chaos?

That was the insult thrown in my face a few days ago. I was having having dinner and happily chugging down my late night coffee until someone walks in and spoiled my evening.

First off, I am a Muslim woman. I do my obligatory five times a day prayers. I recite the Quran and can give an almost good recital of Surah Al-Yasin. I fast during the month of Ramadan, did my Terawih prayers during that month. I have never been rude to my parents, not that I can remember, and a filial child. In short, I am a Muslim Woman.

But I don’t wear the Hijab and sometimes favor the clothes that shows my knees below.

Unfortunately during that evening, I was wearing my comfortable three quarter jeans and t-shirt since it was my off day and so I decided to lay off my normal long pants/jeans while I get comfortable at my mother’s food stall. That day, a customer came to buy food and while the brother Muslim made purchase, he took note of my attire.

In a sarcastic tone, he made a comment that a Muslim woman in his country (he’s a foreigner, mind you) would always wear clothes that cover her bodily parts even her face. Since my mother was wearing the hijab, he made the comment to my mother. At this point my left eyebrow was raised and my mother was giving the sly glance at me but I chose to ignore him.

Then he went on praising about the Muslim in his country which I ceased to listen until he touched the subject on women. He went on saying how docile the women, how they always followed the men’s orders and that women should never be allowed to work and that their place is at home. That will be the best Muslim women role model.

He made a huge mistake in degrading the women in my presence. I am a feminist and I have my dad to be credited for. He made us belief that women can be as good as men and had always given historical facts of the Wives of our Prophet Muhammad as his reference.

I was gritting my teeth when I made the sub-zero comment to him. I told him straight to his face that Prophet Muhammad’s wife, Khadijah is a successful business woman and even financed his struggle to spread Islam.

He was opening his mouth to retort when I slashed him with another comment. What use is wearing a hijab when the wearer herself has indulged in alcohol and has legions of lovers. What use is wearing the hijab when the wearer stabs her friends in the back and make falsehood.

And what good is wearing a hijab when she sports tight body contouring clothes the same as how non-hijab wearing women wears. And how can you confirm that hijab wearing women or even THAT customer does his obligatory prayers without failure?

I have seen many supposed proclaimed Muslim flinging around the pubs, bars and disco, sporting a drink or two and making out illicitly with their partners. I have seen them caught in the act of sexual acts and the media is flamed with those news and sadly, some of them consisted of hijab wearing women.

I know my laws in Islam. I know the prohibited items and acts that is hated by Allah s.w.t. And I am proud to admit that I have never done any of those in my life. Thus, I feel insulted when a person comes up to me and cynically throwing snide remarks about what a bad Muslim I am just because I was not wearing Hijab with the full dress.

I have made my decision in wearing the Hijab. I will wear the Hijab only when I’m ready to leave all my earthly dealings, which includes the desire to wear revealing clothes, to mingle with my friends which includes the opposite sex. I will not shame my religion by wearing the Hijab only to be seen in the hideouts of a concert or dancing with glee on the dance floor with an opposite sex who is not my Mahram.

Have you ever seen an angel before? Can you guarantee that when you die, you are without sins and you will be graced a straight way to heaven? No? If No, then shut up. You are not god. We are just humans and as humans we should always remember that we are scarred with sins and must always seek for HIS forgiveness.

Humans do not and cannot decide the fate of others and whether we are sinned or not. It is HIM who decides all. HE is our Creator, HE is the all Merciful and it is He who is the Judge.

Ending my tirade and stand for all Muslim women who had been discriminated before with my well known icy glare, it was not surprising when the customer clicked his jaw and hastily rushed back home.

Do not EVER insult Muslim women integrity in my presence. I will try to tolerate as much as I can but the moment my fuse is blown, you had better be prepared for a maelstrom.

I was reading through Gator Host blog just now and a particular article caught my sight. A particular Web Hoster, Host Garoo, is causing quite a storm in the Web Hosting market. No it’s not because of the extremely low price with good add-ons, it’s the design of the whole website and not to mention their package.

If you were to glance at the website, you’d see a staggering similarity of Host Garoo and Host Gator. Even their web hosting package has the same names and almost the same details on them. It’s pure plagiarism!

Don’t they ever check the meaning of the words plagiarism and copyrights act? They could be sued and.. well perhaps Host Gator should take advantage of it, they could earn millions with just the legal actions undertaken.

Seriously, if they ever want to borrow an idea, they should at least do some changes to it. Even the designs of website and the affiliation rewards are the same. What a joke! Did I mention that Host Garoo is owned by a UK company and the logo from the Down Under is nowhere near where the highlanders roam?

Nevertheless, plagiarism is a big threat to the world. Businesses could lose millions to a competitor who uses the same design and product and writers could lose their hard earned title and steady pay check from these copy cats.

Which is why I always have a Terms and Conditions page which can be found in Advertisers Read Me category. NO point of working so hard only to have it copied and someone else gets all the credit.