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- نغمة إسلاميه بعنوان /الهادى أحمد(لفرقة طيور الجنه)
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| Posted: 26 Oct 2010 07:23 AM PDT جيمس بوند الصغير هههههه [عزيزى الزائر لايمكنك مشاهده الروابط الا بعد التسجيل للتسجيل اضغط هنا] أو [عزيزى الزائر لايمكنك مشاهده الروابط الا بعد التسجيل للتسجيل اضغط هنا]  [dls f,k] hgwydv
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| Posted: 25 Oct 2010 11:44 PM PDT Have You heard ? Don't forget that you Have Muslim brothers all over the world ... Have you heard about them ? Know more about them : [عزيزى الزائر لايمكنك مشاهده الروابط الا بعد التسجيل للتسجيل اضغط هنا] Have you ever heard
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| Posted: 25 Oct 2010 11:44 PM PDT Salam! This is Part 1 of my fictional story, I hope you like it! =) Read it and tell me what you think. I had to change some stuff since the text format changes when I paste it here _________________________________________ Chapter One I've always pondered about life and its meaning. What are the rules? What can make you disqualified? What happens when you get tired of the game? Sometimes life can be the cruelest thing, yet we find faults in other things that sometimes don't have anything to do with us. Or we keep it tucked inside, lost in the swarms of unshed tears and cries left unheard. Then it gets lost and we can't grasp it anymore. And it is left someplace, gnawing at your insides while you are unaware until it's eaten everything inside of you. All that would be left is your outside mask of which you transform it into whatever suits everybody. Because you lost life you have nothing left in you except the fact that your heart is still uselessly beating. But then you find the off switch and flick it off. Sometimes it takes a long time to find it. But until then, all that's left of you is a skeleton polished from your past And as the wind swept through my hair and the sky thundered above, I sat alone, thinking about… nothing. Nothing at all. Because even though my body sat there, in the middle of Haven Park, my mind floated elsewhere where the clouds were made of cotton candy and where everyone loved and was loved … She was waiting for me. "Where were you?!" My mother yelled the second I stepped through the door. My clothes were drenched from the rain and the sun was setting outside. I shrugged off my jacket and started untying my sneakers. l"I said 'where were you', and I expect an answer." She lowered her voice a pitch, making it sound threatening I felt like rolling my eyes at her sudden care. "At the park," I mumbled, walking past her. Just as I was several steps from my room, she called to me again. I turned around to face her impatiently l"When I'm talking to you, don't walk away." The slap came quickly. I didn't feel any pain, as usual. I wouldn't feel it until an hour later. Maybe it would leave a mark like all the others. Maybe not. That's the point: physical pain is nothing compared to emotional pain. Everything starts in the inside where it boils, leaving a simple stain on the outside. A slap is nothing l"I'm sorry." I apologized automatically, my fingers twitching towards the doorknob She sighed heavily. "What's the matter now, Celeste?" Her wrinkled lips pursed in worry Everything! Something is wrong with me, mommy. I feel lonely. My brain was screaming those commands, yet my lips, as usual, had its own mind l"Nothing is the matter, mother. I am just stressed about the history exam tomorrow." My voice sounded robotic, as if trained to say those words. Nothing is the matter. No, I'm feeling fine. No, I don't feel sad, I'm very happy. No, this has nothing to do with your divorce, mommy. No, I am not depressed My mother smiled and wrapped her arms around me. I stood motionless, stiff as a statue. "Oh, baby, you should've told me! Do you need any help?" She pulled away and stared into my eyes I quickly looked past her, afraid she might see the dark empty room inside me. Afraid she may see the dusty coating that fogs my vision of the world. I squirmed away. "No, thank you. I'm done; I might go to sleep in a little." I whispered, still avoiding her gaze l"If you need to talk to me, or you need me to test you, I'll be in the kitchen," She called over her shoulder and I watched her familiar thin body disappear No, I don't need anything. I'm fine on my own like I always am. I don't need you or anybody to change my life. I wanted to grab her and shake some sense into her. I wanted to scream at the top of lungs But instead, I stood staring at where she was a minute ago, and then went inside my room. Just as I was about to close the door my older sister, Molly, opened hers and the music she had on the radio reached my ears and the lyrics echoed in my head, bouncing off the molded walls, then hiding somewhere, repeating itself long after I slept l"…but you're going nowhere… Trying to find your way home but there's no one there… Who do you hold in the dark of nights? You wanna give up but it's worth the fight…" Those words tormented me as I lay in the darkness … The alarm clock choked out its usual musical cry, and my hand immediately shot out and felt around for the 'off' button. I sat up on my bed and stretched, even though I barely slept. I don't sleep much. Sleep is just something that refuses to allow me in. What I mostly do all night is stare at the ceiling and imagine myself somewhere else in a new body… in a new life. I would eagerly watch my window in case a shooting star shot past my house and I would wish to wake up as someone else. My life is already stained from hurts and torn from too many secrets. It can never be repaired. It's too late now Those sentences are the ones I repeat over and over again in my head as I watch kids playing outside or girls giggling among themselves. They were all carefree. They had a choice, just like I did. But they kept their life. I didn't throw mines away, it just… deserted me. Left me stranded in the middle of dead and alive. Alone After I hastily showered I made the mistake of looking at myself in the bathroom mirror. My short red hair clung to my pale face like streaks of fire. My icy indigo eyes had deep dark circles around them and my cheeks were hollow. I sighed, hating how I looked like. I hated that I was just a fragile body, so vacant that a little kid could snap it in Half without knowing it That's what I felt like. I felt vacant, like I drank Half the ocean. Half the Ocean is bubbling in me, leaving my insides feeling empty yet full – any emotions I try to conquer sliding and swimming deeper inside. I am just a stupid useless girl who swallowed Half the ocean. An aquarium, for passerby's to see and judge. But the aquarium couldn't move or make its own changes. The world around it goes on and it stays put. Useless Upon hearing my mother's calls from downstairs, I quickly slipped on sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt – the same outfit I wore everyday. I left my hair down and grabbed my old backpack, then ran down the stairs, only to bump into Molly, which would officially ruin my day She glared up at me and I stared blankly down at her. If you see her outside the house and spend some time with her, you'd think she was an angel sent down from heaven. But once we're alone and she's in the house, she's a devil. Her blonde hair was curled and she had tons of makeup on. She wore the tightest shortest clothes ever invented. She was the most popular girl at school. She hated me l"What the hell's the matter with you, zombie?" She snapped reaching up to make sure her curls didn't mess up. But when she reached up Part of her underwear showed from the bottom so she quickly bent to tug the ends of her mini skirt down. I rolled my eyes, and shrugged past her My mother handed me a bowl of cereal just as I entered the kitchen. I took it with me to the living room, pretending to eat it then dumped it outside on a bowl I left out for the stray cats. I didn't need to eat everyday anyway. I don't deserve it. What am I, some sort of queen?! My body can handle not having food for a while As I walked to school, I could feel the Ocean swooshing around in me and the sun made me feel weak all of a sudden. I stopped at a tree and bent over it. It felt as if I had to vomit all the water in me I stayed there for several minutes until the feeling left, then straightened up and limped towards the school Once I pushed the swinging doors open the once noisy hallway went dead quiet as they stared at me. Yes, I've grown a reputation here. The dead-walking girl. The girl who won't talk to anyone. The girl who won't smile. The girl who was scary But if only they knew With my head bent down, I quickly jogged to my locker, trying to ignore the loud whispers coming from groups of teenagers. I fingered with my lock, trying to remember the code, but I couldn't concentrate. They were all staring at me. I was the freak show. I wish they could all drop dead. Or spend a day in my body and see what I go through. But I pushed the feeling aside. Who cares what they think? I'm not living my life based on feelings… or anything for that matter. I'm just living until I find the switch and turn this body over to rest. I don't care if I'm only 16. Age doesn't matter After trying several more unsuccessful times to open the stupid lock, I decided to go to the principles office and get the janitor. I turned around and stared right through everybody as if I was alone in the hallway. Well, in a way I was. I try to imagine myself somewhere else, as a pretty girl dancing down mall isles with 4 girlfriends giggling with me. Yes, a happy girl who had a life. That's what I wanted. It sounded so sweet for a second I almost smiled. But when I tried, my cheekbones ached as if they were struggling to stay in one piece. I've never smiled in a long time. My face wasn't used to it anymore I gently knocked on the principles office, then opened the door and let myself in. Mr. Hamilton, the principle, was at his desk yelling at two boys. They looked about my age with unruly black hair that cascaded past their ears. From the back I would've been sure they were brothers l"…I told you the first minute you arrived it was NOT ALLOWED," Mr. Hamilton spat, still unaware of my presence. "I repeat, ABSOLUTLEY NOT ALLOWED FOR YOU TO BRING ANY TYPE OF DRUG INTO THE SCHOOL! I'm very surprised, Ricardo, since today is your first day here and already YOU'RE IN BIG TOUBLE!" Mr. Hamilton's face looked like a ripe tomato The boy to the right pretended to wipe spit off his face. His companion chuckled softly. That only made Mr. Hamilton angrier. He looked as if he were about to smack them with the baseball bat that was besides his desk, when he finally noticed me. He sighed; running a hand over his face then silently motioned me over. I walked stiffly towards him The boy who pretended to wipe off the spit turned to look at me. He had big blue eyes and tanned skin and when our gazes met he mouthed 'thanks' and smiled. My heart fluttered. He had to be Ricardo, the new kid. No one at school smiled at me besides the teachers and few students who had just come into the school and didn't know better... like him for instance. In a couple of days he will learn his lesson. But his smile held no mockery. It was just a warm happy smile. His companion turned to look at me too and I could see the difference. This one had small black bead-like eyes and I knew him as Jeff from my algebra class. Since when did he starting growing his hair? When you were dead, a voice said in my head He basically looked past me then back at Mr. Hamilton. I could almost hear his thoughts ringing in my ears: nothing new there l"My lock is jammed," I said, my voice dull as ever Mr. Hamilton smiled, glad to forget about the trouble the boys were in for a second. "Did someone do it or you just couldn't get it open?" He asked merrily I winced at his happiness, immediately filling up with jealousy. He's so old yet he could smile and laugh. How? Can someone teach me? No, the same voice mentally scolded me. No, no one can teach you. You are over with. Get used to it. No one holds worse secrets than you do. I winced again at the memory. The secrets were killing me, devouring whatever strength I had left. It was the beginning of the dead-alive me. It ruined everything: My parents; my social life, and me. It was then did I let life get lost l"Umm… Miss Jeri?" Mr. Hamilton sang out, cutting off my thoughts I looked at him impassively. "I found it that way today." I whispered my voice hoarse. I hated to talk. Why was he acted dumb and asking me useless questions? I glared at him but he didn't seem to notice "Alright, I'll come with you and we'll see what we can do about it," He stood up, his weight leaving the chair causing a slight swooshing noise and Jeff sneered. He glared at the boys. "Jeff and Ricardo, I will speak with your parents. Next time this happens, you'll both get suspended. Do you understand?" He loomed over them, his head bobbing to one side l"Yes, Mr. Hamilton," They both chorused, grinning, then raced out of the office. Ricardo waved at me before disappearing. I just stood dumbly, waiting for Mr. Hamilton to squeeze out from behind his cramped desk. l"Whew!" He huffed, standing besides me. "I really need to get this place expanded." He smiled down at me, opening the door so I could go out first. l"How was your summer, young lady?" He casually asked Horrible. It was then did I encounter the secret and allowed it in. It was then did my soul leave me thirsty and dying. "It was great." I lied l"Are you sure?" He played with his voice to make it deep I wish I could tell you. But you'd never understand. No one will. If I tell anyone they'd lock me in a mental institute. I have to keep it inside. "Positive." I replied Without another word he marched to my locker. "It doesn't look jammed to me, Celeste." He frowned, tugging at it l"It won't open." I fumbled with the lock and entered a random code, then tried to open it. l"Hmm," He rubbed his beardless chin then yelled for the janitor. In ten minutes I had my books and was back in class. I noticed something shiny on the floor in front of the class door and bent to pick it up. A switchblade. I slipped it in my pocket and entered the room Jeff and Ricardo were there, to my surprise. They were seated two rows away from each other, though I could see Jeff throwing Ricardo a note. I slumped into the nearest empty seat and kept my gaze on Mrs. Ronda as she explained about the government Suddenly my mind was playing the events from my dream. It liked to do that to me, fill my mind with images to distract me from the real world. I was dressed in an exotic blue gown stretched across a large rose petal. Little elves danced around me and I was laughing, my eyes twinkling in the candlelight. Someone knocked on the door and I ran towards it, my gown floating behind me like a blue cloud. It was my mother. She hugged me tightly and told me how much she loved me. She told me how she was proud to have such a beautiful girl like me. Then she took me to the bed and told me to pour out my feelings to her, because no matter what, she'll always be there for me. I told her I had a bad secret I couldn't tell her, but she said she didn't care. I told her the secret. It all began with that one day I l"And what do you think that would be, Celeste?" Mrs. Ronda chirped, dragging me from my fantasy world and dropping me like a useless sack into the real world. I sighed. Everybody turned to look at me. Teachers rarely called upon me, and if they did, I usually never answered. And I wouldn't answer this time for sure for two reasons: She interrupted my daydreams, and I didn't know what the heck she was talking about So I sat there like a china glass-doll, my face unmoved by the smirks of my classmates, my hands folded on my lap like they were the moment I sat down l"The legislative branch!" Someone yelled behind me. I turned in my seat to see Ricardo grinning. He winked at me I didn't know what to do since that never happened to me before. I stared at him, my lips a tight line, trying to figure out a way to quirk them upward into a friendly smile l"I'm sorry…" Mrs. Ronda walked towards us, her heels clicking against the tile floor, her steps very small as if she dreaded coming near me. Well, maybe she did Click. Click. Click. Click. "Is your name…" Click. Click. "Celeste?!" She glared at him, still 5 steps away Ricardo rubbed his chin as if he were thinking hard. "It does sound familiar, I have to tell you Mrs. Ronda. You see, my dad always said my mom wouldn't let him name any of the kids, but my mom said he was a liar. You see, the day I was born they got into a fight and I think my dad yelled 'Celeste!' just as my mom yelled 'Darico!' and someone the nurse mixed up and wrote 'Ricardo' and you wouldn't believe…" He kept talking and the whole class were smothering giggles. Except me. As usual Mrs. Ronda raised her hands, a dazed expression on her face. "Next time don't answer until I say RICARDO, okay?" She peered at him He nodded, an angelic smile on his face then looked at me mischievously. As dazed as Mrs. Ronda, I just stared at him for a second, then returned to my pose where I sat that way as the day dragged by uselessly Finally we reached the last class. English. "Okay guys, tomorrow you have a quiz. Page 32 of your English textbooks. Be ready." Mr. Bell was arranging papers at his desk and looked up at us though his gaze only rested on me. I didn't get good grades in English There was a collective groan. I gathered my books and left the room. I reached the front door of the building and pushed it open. Sunlight poured down on me, and my eyes narrowed. I leaned against the door, panting slightly l"You okay?" Ricardo walked in front of me. While I was trying to figure out if he was addressing me or someone else, Ricardo reached out and gently took my arm. He guided me to nearby benches where we sat down. His kindness left me speechless l"Are you okay?" He said, a pitch louder than before l"Umm… Yes. Yes, I think I am." I looked down, my brows furrowed l"You looked like you were about to faint!" He laughed, relived, leaning back on the bench so the sunlight caught his hair and made it sparkle. It looked like a weird shade of purple l"Oh." I said quietly l"I'm Ricardo, what's your name?" He flashed me a smile l"Celeste." I replied, my voice hoarse. I never spoken to anyone like this before, and I was afraid to say something wrong l"Nice to meet you. I just moved up here from New York." l"Oh." I said again l"It was cool up there. I mean, it would snow in the winter and there would always be something going on outside no matter what time. It's pretty dead here. You from here?" He swatted away a fly that was buzzing around me l"Yes." I almost smiled. Almost He tilted his head and studied my face. "You're pretty quiet. Cat got your tongue? Or more like a grouchy principle." He chuckled, scrunching his nose I did something I never thought I'd ever do… I laughed. It was hoarse at first, then gradually it grew louder and my throat seemed delighted. I couldn't stop. My stomach fluttered at the new motion and soon Ricardo was laughing along with me. I stopped just as Jeff ran towards us. His smiled vanished when he saw me l"Ricardo," He hissed, grabbing his arm and dragging him away from me. But I could still here what we said to him clearly l"Are you crazy?! That girl is weird. She's a nobody. Don't go hanging around with her." I could see Ricardo's body tense. I silently stood up. His back was to me so he couldn't see the tears welling in my eyes. I forced them down, but they didn't seem to find the exit. This was it. Now he will know all about me and stay away like everyone else. Jeff's word stung me, zapping away the feeling that overcame me while I was laughing. Nobody. I am a nobody l"No, man, she's cool. Why are you guys so mean to her?" Ricardo's voice were like icicles hanging in the air. Now Jeff will tell him about me and they would crash to the floor. I couldn't bear it I grabbed my backpack and ran as fast as I can. I was only 2 feet from the school when the sobs erupted from inside me. I sounded like a pathetic animal wailing from pain. But I couldn't stop it. The wind whistling past my ears seemed to soothe me, drying the tears as they streamed down my cheeks, but even though, a coldness formed inside me. It was another new feeling. Besides the horrible feeling to laugh. I could still hear myself. I fell for it Oh, the pain seemed to slice through me. I was such an idiot. I just broke one of my laws. Never to fall for a trick. Never to be happy. Never to smile or laugh. And now I was paying the consequences. Even though I knew it, it hurt to be said to my face. I'm a nobody I screamed out the words and sobbed as they slurred through my tongue. "I'm a nobody! I'm a nobody! I'm a nobody!" I reached my favorite spot in Haven Park and sat down, fumbling for the switchblade in my pocket that I found in school. Flipping out the knife, I pulled down the top of my sweatpants and sliced through my flesh in my inner thigh. The pain exploded inside me as I watched the blood drip down my legs. It came as a nasty surprise and before I could stop myself a gasp escaped my lips. This is the pain a nobody feels. Yesssssss. I was hungry for it. I cut again, a beautiful straight line parallel to the first one. More blood drops out and runs down my pale leg. The shade which I am sitting under make the blood seem black. I have to stop the pain. But there is no end of pain when you are a nobody. I stuff the knife back in my pocket and rub the scars with my thumb, while I try to blame someone for this happening to me. And the whole time I can hear my lost life laughing inside me, the deep sound shaking my fragile bones, then bursting outside as more blood poured out. Get that life, I thought grimly, sucking my thumb. I tasted like quarters and salt. My stomach churned and the Ocean inside me shifted as if trying to avoid the blood. My blood Welcome to my world Half the Ocean - Part 1
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| " مسجدى " برنامج يؤذن ويغير الوضع إلى صامت وقت الصلاة اوتوماتيكياّ روعة Posted: 25 Oct 2010 12:00 PM PDT   \\ برنامج" مسجدى " يؤذن ويغير الوضع إلى صامت وقت الصلاة * * البرنامج باللغة العربية وأتمنى أن يعجبكم ** جديد ** ووظيفته الأذان مميزاته قريبه من برنامج خاشع لكن بشكل رائع إضافه الى مميزات جديده بالبرنامج ومن أهم مميزاته تحويل الوضع الى صامـــــــــــــت بعد الأذان إضافه الى المنبه بعد أذان الفجر ويتميز بوجود الأذان كامل والتكبيرات فقط برنامج غني بالمحتوى  |- ** مسجدي **-|    ومميزات أخرى تراها بعد تحميل البرنامج .... مهمته الأساسية: الأذان مميزاته: * أمكانية وضع المؤذن الذي تريد بأختيار صوت للأذان محفوظ لديك في الجوال * تبيين الوقت المتبقي للصلاة التالية * قائمة بأوقات الصلوات * التحويل للوضع الصامت وقت الصلاة * أمكانية أضافة أي مدينة أو محافظة غير موجودة في البرنامج من خلال أدراج خط الطول وخط العرض للمدينة وتجدون ذلك في موقع الباحث الإسلامي لتفعيل البرنامج أنسخ رقم الأيمي الذي يظهر أمامك بعد تثبيت البرنامج وفتحه * * * /\ •!¦[• [عزيزى الزائر لايمكنك مشاهده الروابط الا بعد التسجيل للتسجيل اضغط هنا] •]¦!• •!¦[• [عزيزى الزائر لايمكنك مشاهده الروابط الا بعد التسجيل للتسجيل اضغط هنا] •]¦!• \/ * * *  " ls[]n fvkhl[ dc`k ,dydv hg,qu Ygn whlj ,rj hgwghm h,j,lhjd;dh~
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| تحديث برنامج متصفح الصور PhotoBook v1.50c من شركة Lonely Cat Games Posted: 25 Oct 2010 11:17 AM PDT السلام عليكم أقدم لكم ،، تحديث برنامج متصفح الصور PhotoBook v1.50c من شركة Lonely Cat Games Lonely Cat Games PhotoBook v1.50c S60v3 S60v5 SymbianOS9.x Signed Cr@cKeD-By-R@me$h  LCG PhotoBook is handy photo browser and photo viewer to display digital photo images taken with yourmobile camera, cell phone or downloaded from PC. Application contains a graphic photo browser and photo viewer which allow you to preview, zoom, slideshow and many other functionalities. It supports Google maps, so you can open in details the GPS tags with Google Maps mobile or with mobile phone web browser. Key features: * - Many supported images format such as JPEG, PNG, BMP, GIF, animated GIF * - GPS tags opened in Google Maps Mobile or in mobile phone web browser * - Touch optimized * - File management: delete file, rename file, create folder, copy file, move file * - Add images to contact (only on Symbian platform) * - Send image via: multimedia,bluetooh.infrared, post to web - Nokia Ovi (only on Symbian platform) * - Shows thumbnails of photos in the current folder * - Zoom * - Show EXIF more details in list view mode * - Fast directory view: moving through directory * - Many hotkeys * - Watch slideshow with time setup * - Show content of ROM/RAM drives (only on Symbian platform New features: * Add photos to online albums and social networks (Google Picasa, Flickr.com, Photobucket.com) * Added language packs (Arabic, Bulgarian, Finnish, Hungarian, Indonesian, Italian, Persian, Ukrainian) * View system files and folders * Assign the photo contacts * Setting Scan * Change the font size * Some minor changes and fixes Features added in version 1.50c: * Upload to Facebook available on S60 devices * Fixes in Photobucket.com upload About Cr@cK: * No Need to Register..! * Unlimited Trial [عزيزى الزائر لايمكنك مشاهده الروابط الا بعد التسجيل للتسجيل اضغط هنا] تحياتيــ jp]de fvkhl[ ljwtp hgw,v PhotoBook v1>50c lk av;m Lonely Cat Games
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