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Here I am

Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuhu
I would like to embrase you all a warm wellcome to whoever visit my blog and I appologise in advance should my post would bore or make you feel uncomfortable.
Well, here Iam, a normal  person who is about to turn 60 shortly but only a kid comparing to those who have been surfing the www world since the early 80' s.
Just a short note, we use to be communicating in many ways, by taljing face to face, phone call, writing letters,
And now days via teleconfrencing, texting , whats up.
The world is becoming smaller and communication is becoming easier & faster with the help of all the gadgets and cheaper IT tools ect.
The only thing that I can see now is that peoole talk more often to their phone & tabds then to each other, our bond between all comunity is build on how fast is your devise going and I big can your rams phone stored, before you know it, you are hacked.
Human touch are becoming lesser ang lesser, no more good night kiss and " Tazkirah", a tab is more than compulsary..but a must, its odd when someone do nit or could afford a cell phone .
And lately, it is more obviose to invite people especially rekatives for a gathering " Kenduri" through a tab, no more personal. To me thus is scary. We don't know enybody anymore.
I hope we could change the attitude of everybody to make everything,  that it is good to just have a normal convedatuin  coor  dinator. Thats it for now

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