Taj Mahal

Taj Mahal is the most extravagant monument built in India as a symbol of eternal love which has been called as one of the Seven Wonders of the World. The design architecture of Taj Mahal consists of three sections. At the central dome of Taj Mahal is fifty-eight feet in diameter, and  rises to a height of 213 feet. It is flanked by four subsidiary domed chambers. At the corner of the building, there are four graceful decorated with inlaid design of flowers and calligraphy using precious gems such as agate and jasper, slender minarets are 162.5 feet each.

If we look Taj Mahal is like a big mosque and it is true because it is built by muslim kingdom at the India. And into the Taj Mahal there are mausoleums of people muslim kingdom. The Taj Mahal has many histories and until now the building never been renovated. So that, many people knewn the beauty of Taj Mahal and made India more well known and could increase income of India.

Finally, the beauty of Taj Mahal can also be seen from its the outside of the buildings. At the outside of the building, there is a pond along the entrance way to the building, and it is surrounded by pines trees. To conclude, Taj Mahal has known as the most extravagant monument built which has enchanting architecture and aesthetic beauty that amazing the tourists all over the world.

To Be A wizard

When I was a child, I had a dream to be a wizard. I hoped, I was to be a part of magic’s world and I was a student in the Hogwarts, like Harry Potter. I imagined that I studied in the Hogwarts, I had to learn some spell that could do everything, studying how to fly in the air with my Nimbus 2000, playing a quidditch, I could do transfiguration, make some miraculous’ ingredients, read about what that my friends are thinks and feels, etceteras.

I must be happy if that dream comes true, but it impossible. I know it, really realize it would never happen. But, I always enjoy if I imagine about magic’s world. Because, that is very wonderful imagine I thought.

Why I imagined about that when I was a child? Because, sometime I felt so lonely, I had no friends who could accompany me, especially my parents who should at beside me if I was need their affection and attention. Because of my loneliness, my imagination too high, I thought about another world that could I resided in. of course, that world must be fulfilsed with everything that I nee, like; parents who are always here for me, friends who care about me, and everything that can makes me happy and feel no lonely and bored again. Honestly, that was clamp when I was a child.

I really hope being a wizard, if I had a power of magic, I would help my close friend’s problem, like; helping her to find the thieves who took her laptop. I would backward the time used my miraculous’ necklace anf come to the time when the thieves took her laptop an I use my spell “petrificus totalus” to makes them to be a statue. The,. I called the police to send them to the jail. So, her important luggage would never lose.

Bad Dream

I had another bad dream, “she told her fiancé. “it was about you again. You and your ex-girlfriend were kissing. I yelled at you to stop it. You looked right at me, and then you laughed at me! She laughed too. Then you both went back to kissing. I tried not to watch, but when I covered my eyes, something pulled my hands away. I tried to leave, but my feet were glued to the ground. Finally, I wake up. Of course, it was very difficult to get back to sleep.

“I had to drive home from Las Vegas this morning. It is a wonder I didn’t crash 50 times. Instead of seeing in front of me, all I saw was you and her. I can not take any more dreams like this. We were going to have to break up. We can be friends, but just friends. That way, I won’t be jealous anymore, and I won’t have these bad dreams anymore”.

“Why didn’t you call me up and tell me about your dream?” he asked. “They say that the more you talk about bad dreams, the sooner you’ll stop having them.”

She disagreed she thought that the only solution was to break up and be just  friends. she loved him, but these dreams had become so frequent that she was actually afraid to go to sleep. She was losing weight and having stomachaches from the stress.

He didn’t know what to do. He wanted her to have pleasant dreams. He wanted her to have a life without stress. He wanted her to be his wife. This was it, she repeated; if she had just one more bad dream, they were through. He squeezed her hand, but said nothing.

1000 Dreams in my life

Every body need dream and changing in their life so no harmful to make a lot of dream although in fact we cannot to achieve if but at list one of them there is become real. But sometime we just imagine our dream and think about our dream. Thinking about our dream of course no body forbid, in other word we think “how to achieve” the end of action. If we always thinking our dream such us to spend our energy better we take action and make good decision. Well actually that is not an easy thing to make our dream become true we need process and we have to have fight the obstacle and temptations. The temptations are coming directly there are:

Financial

Many people anxious if they have got no capital or lack of many they assume that money is everything so if they have got out money from their pocket they feel down. They argue I cannot spirit without money. That is wrong perception I think.

Relationship

Sometime relationship can be temptation because why is it? View of people dominate with brotherhood so that why when our best friend invite to postpone your dream you’re be follower you did not realize let me take an example most of my friends  character and person but that make me strength is about “brotherhood”. They are have purpose and they are knowing factually when one of his close friend invite her to hang out. And get future together that’s it.

Girls

Boys as human are normal if crush on the girls in other hand boy’s and girl’s equal and basically both of them have self belonging, self defend, or just curious, and then people need praising, affection, attention from another people around them. Many boy’s from Islamic specially Moslem they claim that girl is poison even the girl is biggest temptation in the world. But actually is not the girl’s are becoming biggest problem but our selves how further we can control our selves.

 As I was writing in ups absolutely we need figure out and back to our dream. Well I would to tell you about my dream in my life.

 I want to be smart person, I want to be extraordinary people, I want to be motivator, I want to be good person, I want to be humble person,  I want to make happy my parents and my family I want to be figure and leader in one of organization and accompany. I want to open job field, I want to go around the world and kicking the world the country that make me curious is Australia  study in there, because I have to prove to society if education is really important, I want to be motivator, trainer, I want to be master in English, and Arabic, Spanish, I want to get much more knowledge and have library and have many convection,  I want to pray (tahajud) and fasting (sedaud or senin-kamis), pray together I want to be written best seller. Write book,  I want to go to the meccah (naik haji) and open department of education(yayasan) I want have good wife beautiful an solihah, I wan to go America, have many business, …………………………………

Beatiful Teacher Smiles, Than Walks Away

The annual teachers? meeting was the only time that all the teachers got together in one place at one time. It was a 3-hour meeting, from 7 to 10 p.m. Lecturers talked on various subjects. Each talk was followed by a question and answer period. It was an informal, pleasant evening.

The evening always began with a delicious dinner catered by a local restaurant. This year’s host was a Middle Eastern restaurant. Teachers piled as much as they wanted on their paper plates and found a seat outdoors or in the auditorium. Most teachers really seemed to appreciate the food.

For Bachtiar, this evening was his opportunity to check out the female teachers. This year, a beauty walked into the auditorium about 10 minutes late. She sat in the row in front of Bachtiar, just two seats away. Bachtiar couldn’t believe it. She was not only the best-looking woman in the auditorium, but she smiled at him before she sat down. She was tall and had long red hair. She was wearing a sexy black cocktail dress.

Bachtiar could not focus on the meeting anymore. He looked at the lecturers less than he looked at the redhead. He was enveloped in her perfume. She took notes right-handed. She ran her fingers through her hair. She crossed and uncrossed her legs. Bachtiar was going crazy. Plus, there was no ring on her left hand.

The meeting ended. The dean thanked everyone for attending. Everybody applauded the presenters. The redhead stood up. Bachtiar stood up. She smiled at him, and then walked out. Bachtiar walked out. She went to the restroom. Bachtiar waited. When she came out, he walked up to her.

“Hi,? he smiled. “My name’s Bachtiar. I was wondering if you have time for a cup of coffee. I was hoping we could share some of our teaching experiences.?

She smiled. “ why, thank you. That’s sweet of you. I appreciate your offer, but I have got to get home. My husband is baby sitting tonight, and I am sure he is pretty tired. Maybe another time ? she smiled and walked away.

The New Clothes

Arsya tried on each one of the tops. They all fit her well. “I’m getting fat,” she said, looking in the mirror. Diwi agreed, but told her that she could get as wide as the mirror itself and he would still love her. “I’ll never get that fat,” she swore.

One of the sweaters had a snag in it. The girl at the counter said she could give them a discount for the snag. If they wanted to fix it right, however, they should take the sweater to a dry cleaner and have them snip the snag and retie it tightly. She said that if the sweater did unravel, just bring it back for a full refund. They walked out with all three tops and the book. Arsya told Diwi that she didn't need a book to know how to act like a lady. Diwi told her that a real lady would accept the book graciously with just a simple “thank you.” “Oh, I’m sorry,” Arsya said, “I didn’t know I was speaking to the author.” Diwi laughed.

The next evening, Arsya told Diwi that she had returned two of the tops to the store. When she had tried them on at home that morning, she noticed a smell. Sniffing the tops, she realized that two of them had a perfume odor. Some women had worn the tops long enough to transfer their own perfume to the tops. “It took me almost one hour to select those tops. I couldn’t smell the perfume on them last night because that whole store has a candle scent. What a waste of time.”