Apabila Anis Marahkan Kassim Selamat

Bila Anis baca entry pasal Kassim Selamat hari tu, dia terus jadi marah.

Untuk membuktikan bahawa pemain biola bukan bodoh seperti Kassim Selamat yang menggarpukan matanya itu, adik aku yang satu itu terus membeli biola dan mendaftarkan diri ke kelas musik.

Nanti kalau bakal ibu mertua Anis menjerit marahkan lelaki yang pilih Anis, 

Siapa Anis Awatif tu ???!!!

....lawyer ???!!! majistret ..???!!!

.... aku tak taulah bakal adik ipar aku tu nak jawab apa....

:-p

Abah and Cik Zah

Anis called me this morning complaining about Abah again. Mak and Abah have been staying at Anis' place for more than a few weeks already. Not that Anis doesnt like them hanging around at her place (how can she with all the home cooked foods coming from Mak), but what she cant stand is the way Abah is treating Mak.

You see Abah loves Mak dearly but he can be so helpless when Mak is around. It seems that he can never do a single thing on his own. He always have Mak on his call.

Cik Zah, mana butang baju saya

Cik Zah Cik Zah macam mana nak buat ni ?

Cik Zah Cik Zah saya cari tak jumpa pun

Yes, Abah can never find ANYTHING in the house. And to some extend he can never DO anything too! Mak would always do EVERYTHING for him. From preparing his everyday shirts and pants, his "baju sembahyang", his socks, his towels, his everything. We grew up seeing all that and we all thought its NORMAL.

Hmm... but now since they are both getting older, we feel sympathy towards Mak. Anis especially can be very vocal with Abah. So whenever she hears Abah calling Mak for help, she wouldnt hesitate to snap Abah

Abah cuba lah buat sendiri !

Like this morning said Anis, Mak had prepared his bread for breakfast and all he got to do was put the bread in the toaster, and that too he couldnt do. Anis said she just couldnt take it. And Mak according to Anis, although at times complains about Abah, always gives in to his helplessness.

I told Anis, maybe thats what their relationship is all about. Perhaps thats Abah's way of being 'manja' with Mak and perhaps Mak deep down inside, enjoys that too. The feeling of being needed by the husband. Its like their own way of communicating their love to each other. And maybe we should never interfer that.

Alas, I think we all have our on ways of sustaining a relationship. Theres no standardize means and everybody would only be comfortable with their own routines. Be it by way of helplessness or bossy or bickering or whatever ... as long as both know they love each other despite the flaws.

After all, nobody's perfect.


:-P

You Are How You Eat

I went out with Nora to KFC quite a few times. She would order the “snack plate” with two pieces of chicken together with the bun, coleslaw, mashed potatoes and sometimes we take fries or potatoe wedges for side orders. I notice how Nora would first eat the fries and then the bun and later go for the chicken and the coleslaw or the mashed potatoes; one at a time but not in particular order. Never two of the dishes at the same time, she would take them one by one.

And if you ever get to know Anis, you will notice how she eats. She would arrange everything neatly on the plate and eat them slowly and gracefully. That’s the word; yes despite the fact that, how ‘cranky’ or ‘crazy’ she can be, she eats her food gracefully !!! It amazes me the way she eats. But Anis would always eat the fries first because she likes the fries hot.

I on the other hand would eat everything at the same time. I would take the chicken together with the bun dipped in mashed potato and coleslaw with a little bit of the chili sauce in the coleslaw. I would take the fries too in between the chicken and the coleslaw. Its like I can just take almost all the foods at the same time, I cant do like Nora does. I just cant take them one by one.

Now, the way Nora eats is exactly the way she does her works. One by one; and one thing at a time.

I guess Anis does her work the same thing too. Neatly and ….. ‘gracefully’ ?? How does one do her work gracefully ….?

And in my case, I suppose you can imagine how I work … which makes me running here and there all the time ……



P/S : Now ....... I even heard that the way you eat shows the way you are in bed …. *wink*

When Anis Is In Town

The sister who brings sunshine to the family .....

You Dont Know What You Have

The only way to appreciate a person is to think that we might loose him/her at any time without notice.

I would always use this trick sometimes whenever I want to have a sip of my sister's favourite drink or a taste of her food. Anis always says that I do not only taste, she's always afraid I might goggle up half of her drink or her plate.

"What happens if after this second I go out to the street and a car knocks me and I'd drop dead. You can never forgive yourself for the rest of your life for not letting me have a taste of your lasagna when I asked you for some a few minutes before my death. Hahaha"

I try to apply this with every person that I'm close to. I always try to set in my mind that death is never far away from any of us. And even when I cant come to terms with my loved ones I would always try to give in because I dont want to regret later.

"You dont know what you have until its gone"

And the trick works with Anis.

Happiness Is ....

Hanging out with my cousin, Adik , my adorable Adik. Shes always been the subject of my tug-n-war with my sister beacuse my sister and I both want her to be each other's gang ! The last time she was my "gang" because Anis was in KL., but when Anis and I meet, Adik would point out that she doesnt belong to any "gang".

I am in Kl and am at my sister's place. Been here since yesterday, running away from the 'hassles'. Not really running, I cant run because the hassles keep following me around, in my thoughts. I feel like I'm loss. Really wish I could talk to myself, to see a different perspective of my own problems .... Friends always come to me for my views and advice, they appreciate me for my ability to listen and give views from angles they had not thought of, and thats why I really feel like talking to "Ann" right now ..................... *sigh*

My Sister .. my only sister is on the way back to KL today. I'm trying not to be sad, because I'm planning to visit her during this Christmas time, insya Allah.

The house would be back to normal again witout her, quiet and cold. Its true how much she brings the light and the laughter to the house whenever shes around. The cousins would be flocking the house, and there would be laughter and screaming as well as my sis always love to tease those small monsters. She always wants to win with them. They'd play cards and games and she would seriously play to win. But the kids never mind that, because they love her just the same.

We're the same in some ways, and yet different. Shes more bubbly and child like and fun, unlike me whos more reserved and quiet. I envy her sometimes, the way she wins my mothers heart and the way she draws the kids to her. Mak can never get angry with her long, she would always find the way on how to make Mak smile again, and sometimes Mak couldnt help laughing with her antics.

We re 4 years apart, and people always tell us how much we look alike, I mean our face, because, Anis my younger sister, is bigger than me. Note that I use the word bigger, because she is taller and bigger than me. Not quite fat, but shes applying my diet nevertheless. When we were a bit younger, we can pass as a twin.

Our friends, on separate ocassions, always tell us how we're different from them; the way we act and the way we dress and the way we live and think. My friends can say I'm weird and all, but they havent met Anis. My sister insisted the hairdresser to color her hair "blue" the other day before Hari Raya. To her dissapointment, the hairdresser refused, while advising her that it wouldnt do any good to her hair. So they ended up agreeing on reddish-brown. My sister is also mad about shoes and most of her shoes are red or green in color. And her socks would be orange and red and green or colorful with weird patterns or with cartoons. And the other day when I was in KL, I helped her choose the red rim glass. It can only look nice on Anis. When she goes for swimming or to the gym, she would take her see-through-all-you-can knapsack. You can see everything's in the bag from the outside and yes, only Anis dares to sling the bag around her back.

I can never be like her. For all that she is, I do love her with all my heart. Shes the one I can turn to whenever sadness strikes, and sometimes whenever I tell her something, which is so petty, when I come to think of it, she would just laugh. We can share so many things, she would tell me every single things that happens in her life, unlike me who would sometimes keep certain things for myself, and she never minds that because she understands me well enough. She never hesitates to stand for me, even during all the naggings about me not being married, shed just brush them off with her remarks, which only she could do it with her wits.

Oh Sis, I may not always tell you this, but I'm glad to have you as my sister and I want to thank you for always being there for me.

*Sentimental lah pulak ... heeee