Tuesday, June 05, 2012
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Merry Christmas 2011 from koginz.blogspot....
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
KlArEeSha... the BEST GiFt from the Lord ... is 2 MOnths OlD baBy NoW ....
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
KlArEeSha... the BEST GiFt from the Lord ...
| You can name your kitten You can name your cow You can name your puppy
A really good name? Do you write it on paper? Or on a picture frame? Naming an animal Is lots of fun.. But naming a baby.. Is so specially done! For babies grow up And don’t stay small Every day children Grow oh so tall!
They go to school.. They go to soccer games... And everyone knows them By their special names, KlArEeSha....
Mommies and Daddies Take lots of time … and lots of love To name their babies Sent from God up above.
KlArEeSha It was given to you.. For there is no one the same…
Is quite like you... You're a special gift from God And He loves you too !!!!! | ||
Wednesday, July 06, 2011
1st Month Joy and Pride with my cute Baby ....
My Little Girl so small and sweet,
Those tiny hands and tiny feet.
Everyday I watch you grow,
You teach me everything I know.
Such a joy to be around,
Every smile and every sound.
Number one you will stay,
Each and every single day.
You changed my life in such good ways,
"Thank You'' is all that I can say.
I love to watch you sleep at night,
Cuddled warm and wrapped up tight.
As I blink the time it flies,
It breaks my heart to see you cry.
I gave you life, so proud to say,
I'll love you more with every day.
My little Girl so small and sweet,
For you my heart, It beats and beats.
Welcome.... Baby Klareesha !!!!
Sung by a beautiful bird.
A baby's cry is like a storm,
Like the thunder in the sky.
A baby's breath is like a soft wind,
The wind of a cool summers day.
A baby's beauty is like a butterfly,
Fluttering its magnificent wings.
A baby's body grows,
Like a new tree shooting up into the sky.
A baby's like is as fragile as a star,
Shinning forever....
A baby's a wonderful creation........
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Letter To My Unborn Child

To my unborn child.....
what I wish to give you in times to come, happiness, and wisdom,
a life filled with fun,
to explore all adventures of your curious mind,
to become knowledgeable of what you'll find,
as I await your arrival and the presence of newborn cries.
I picture how you'll look when I open up my eyes.
I feel your movements every time
I wake each day, letting mommy know that you’re okay,
obstacles I hope you'll overcome, education I know you'll get done.
I stay up late reading to you, talking to you,
a feeling I never knew, hungry all the time
'No doubt you're my daughter of mine',
You make me feel happy even when I'm sad,
because the formation of another life makes me glad.
Proud of you I am,
I already know how you'll be,
a smart 'lil' man for mommy to see,
no worries from us, mum and dad to be,
to a special baby girl I can't wait to see......
A Boy or A Girl

A Boy or A Girl
I could always find you, right in the middle.
As time went on, you really started to grow.
It wasn't a whole lot, in fact, it was rather slow.
Before I knew it, you were all over the place.
It kind of felt like, you were running a race.
People would ask me, if, you were a boy or a girl.
I would sit and wonder, if, you would have curls.
There are so many things, I really want to know.
But, you are hidden inside, so the answers don't show.
How much will you weigh? How tall will you be?
What color is your hair? Will you even like me?
I hope and pray, you feel like you belong.
I never want you to feel, like you are alone.
Your Dad and I, planned you from the start.
You, my dear child, were made straight from our hearts.
In about a week or so, I'll meet you, for the first time.
For you are the product, of your Dad's love and mine.
There will be no one like you, not any place in the world.
It really doesn't matter, if you are a boy or a girl.
We are both so happy, that you even exist.
The gender doesn't matter. you'll be hard to resist.
I hope I make you proud, that I am your mother everyday.
Because, you have filled my dreams, in more ways, than words can say.
It won't be long before, I can look you in the eyes.
I can feel the excitement growing, I know I'm going to cry.
Don't worry my angel, those tears will be of joy.
It won't matter to me, if you are a girl or a boy.
TQ..... Source: Boy Or Girl, Pregnancy Poems http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/family/poetry.asp?poem=1020#ixzz1HgbwEWhu
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Friday, December 10, 2010
Merry Christmas

God is Love
Christmas is all about love
Christmas is thus about God and Love
Love is the key to peace among all mankind
Love is the key to peace and happiness within all creation
Love needs to be practiced - love needs to flow - love needs to make happy
Love starts with your partner, children and family and expands to all world
God bless all mankind
Merry Christmas and
a Blessed New Year 2011.
with love,
Kogin Kala & fly
Saturday, November 06, 2010
True Love Never Dies : In a relationship, married or not... YOU SHOULD READ THIS !!!!

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 Jane. 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 Jane 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 Jane.
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 month's 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 every day 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 Jane 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 mommy 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 outsidethe 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 realized 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 Jane 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 mom 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. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, 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, Jane, 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 anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane 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.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. 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!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
TQ.... Kimmies Floral
Sunday, October 17, 2010
"My Teacher Is Mean!" : What to do when your child dislikes his or her teacher ???
As a parent and an educator, there aren't too many things more distressing than hearing a child say, "I can't go to school. My teacher is so mean!"
We don't want to see our children in pain, especially when it's caused by someone we need to trust for their emotional and mental well–being on a daily basis.
So, what can you say or do when your child comes home from school and complains about his or her teacher?
The most important thing to remember is the vast majority of teachers are caring, dedicated, and well trained. Each has his or her own style, and kids need to learn how to adapt. Just as kids benefit from teachers who are very warm and patient, they also can learn from some who are more business-like and demanding. Kids can even gain valuable life lessons from a caring teacher who is a bit cranky and cantankerous.
If your child is having trouble adjusting to his or her teacher, here are some easy–to–learn Love and Logic tips to effectively deal with the situation:
Tip 1: Listen and empathize if your child complains about a teacher.
When a child says something like, "My teacher is mean. I hate her," what he or she needs most is a loving ear, not lectures, threats, or someone to "fix" the problem. Wise parents respond by asking, "You really donĂ¢€™t like her? That must be tough. If any kid is smart enough to find a way to get along with her, it would be you." Be sure to let the child know how much you love him or her, and be willing to listen to any concerns.
Tip 2: Resist the urge to talk badly about your child's teacher or school.
Regardless of how much we might disagree with our child's teacher or school, it is imperative to send our kids the following message: "Teachers are to be respected and listened to. You may not always agree with what they say or do, but it is NEVER acceptable for you to be disrespectful or disobedient toward them."
Parents who make the mistake of saying negative comments about teachers in front of their children are setting their kids up for academic failure. When parents encourage children to learn how to positively deal with difficult teachers and stressful situations, their kids learn how to overcome challenges and solve their own problems. In other words, we rob our kids of an important learning opportunity if we allow them to blame teachers for their problems.
Tip 3: Help your child understand that having a tough teacher is a good thing.
Smart parents ask their kids, "Why is it good that you have a tough teacher this year?" When their children shrug their shoulders and answer, "I don't know," these parents respond by saying, "You're going to have a chance to learn you can be successful with even the most difficult people. That's one of the most useful skills in life!"
Tip 4: Remember: By teaching children to get along with a demanding teacher, we also are teaching them how to succeed with a demanding boss.
Research has shown employees get along with even the most demanding bosses when they:
- Get to work just a bit early every day
- Show up with a smile and a positive attitude
- Listen and follow directions
- Work a bit harder than expected
- Get along well with other employees and customers
Kids who learn these skills at home and at school succeed with the most difficult teachers, get better grades, and eventually rise to the top of their chosen occupation.
Tip 5: Get involved only as a last resort.
Wise parents intervene on behalf of their children only when it is clear the teacher is so incompetent or negative that even the best behaved and most responsible student would find it impossible to adapt. Fortunately, these types of educators are rare.
When we follow these tips, we give our kids the gift of knowing they can succeed around all different types of people. Unfortunately, some parents steal this wonderful opportunity by trying to make sure their children's teachers are "perfect." Sadly, as adults, many of these children spend their lives being unhappy because other people are "mean" or "unfair."
Don't fall into this trap! Use these Love and Logic tips, and give your kids the responsibility and self–confidence they deserve.
TQ.... Dr. Charles Fay
Thursday, September 02, 2010
My Second Generation of Blogging Life !!!
I STRONGLY believe that...
I offer my best wishes for good health, happiness, and good fortune to everyone. Thank you.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
My 1st Wedding Anniversary
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Sabah Trip Info (14th-17th June 2010) -Booking Info

AK5122 LCCT to KOTA KINABALU (14 JUNE 2010)
TIME : DEPARTURE : 10.40 AM ARRIVAL : 12.45PM
AK5103 KOTA KINABALU to LCCT (17 JUNE 2010)
TIME : DEPARTURE : 12.30 PM ARRIVAL : 3.00 PM
LIST of PASSENGER'S AIR TICKET BOOKED BY KOGIN ON NOVEMBER 2009 :
1. KOGINDRAN
2. KALA
3. SOLUMUTHU
4. ESTHER
5. SHARON
6. LUXMI
7. JAYABALA
8. PUSPATHAI
9. JEBAKUMAR
10. JEYA MARY
11. JESUDIAN
12. MUTHARASI
13. CHITRA
14. THISHAN
We are DRIVING from Ipoh to LCCT on 14th June 2010 at 4.00 am.
Sabah Trip Info (14th-17th June 2010)
Sabah Trip Schedule (4 days n 3 nitezzz)
| Hari Pertama
14.6.2010
| 12.30 t/hari- Tiba di Kota Kinabalu
3.00 petang -Taman Hidupan Liar Lok Kawi 4.00 petang- Pantai Tanjung Aru & Lawatan ke sekitar UMS (Balik semula ke Hotel – 8.00 malam) - FREE Activities |
| Hari Kedua 15.6.2010
| 6.00 pagi - Sarapan pagi
8.30 pagi - Kundasang War Memorial ( Singgah di Pekan Kundasang (pusat buah-buahan & sayur-sayuran segar tempatan)
(Balik Ke Hotel – 6.00 petang) – FREE Activities |
| Hari Ketiga
16.6.2010
| 8.00 pagi - Pulau Manukan & Pulau Sapi & Pulau Manukit (Bot RM300-14 orang) (Balik Ke Hotel – 5.30 petang) – FREE Activities |
| Hari Keempat 17.6.2010
| 7.00 pagi - Sarapan pagi 8.00 pag – Lawatan ke sekitar Bandaraya Kota Kinabalu
10.30 - Bertolak ke Lapangan Terbang Kota Kinabalu Tamat program. |
Saturday, April 03, 2010
Happy Ester to ALL....

On Easter Sunday, Christians celebrate the resurrection of the Lord, Jesus Christ. It is typically the most well-attended Sunday service of the year for Christian churches.
Christians believe according to Scripture, that Jesus came back to life, or was raised from the dead, three days after his death on the cross. As part of the Easter season, the death of Jesus Christ by crucifixion, is commemorated on Good Friday, always the Friday just before Easter. Through his death, burial and resurrection, Jesus paid the penalty for sin, thus purchasing for all who believe in him, eternal life in Christ Jesus.
(For a more detailed explanation about his death and resurrection, see Why Did Jesus Have to Die? and Timeline of Jesus' Final Hours)
In Western Christianity, Easter marks the ending of Lent, a 40-day period of fasting, repentance, moderation and spiritual discipline in preparation for Easter. Lent begins on Ash Wednesday and ends on Easter Sunday. Eastern Orthodox churches observe Lent or Great Lent, during the 6 weeks or 40 days preceding Palm Sunday with fasting continuing during the Holy Week of Easter. Lent for Eastern Orthodox churches begins on Monday and Ash Wednesday is not observed.
Because of Easter's pagan origins, and also because of the commercialization of Easter, many Christian churches have begun to refer to it as Resurrection Day.
The biblical account of Jesus' death on the cross, or crucifixion, his burial and his resurrection, or raising from the dead, can be found in the following passages of Scripture: Matthew 27:27-28:8; Mark 15:16-16:19; Luke 23:26-24:35; and John 19:16-20:30.
In Western Christianity, Easter is always celebrated on the Sunday immediately following the Paschal Full Moon. I had previously, and somewhat erroneously stated, "Easter is always celebrated on the Sunday immediately following the first full moon after the vernal (spring) equinox." This statement was true prior to 325 AD; however, over the course of history (beginning in 325 AD with the Council of Nicea), the Western Church decided to established a more standardized system for determining the date of Easter.
Tx to... http://christianity.about.com/od/holidaytips/qt/whatiseaster.htm





