Popo DiTangkap Khalwat

Mentang-mentang lah hensem

Apa kurangnya saya ?
Kenapa masih mempertahankan dia ?

Adakah cara dia ramas perut lebih best...???

Ini lah gambar-gambar Popo yang 'orang ketiga' tu kasi
sebagai bukti skandal mereka ketika ketiadaan aku......

*Huh*

Selamat Pagi Popo

Good Morning Popo !

Pagi yang indah bangun melihat kamu

.............

Popo kamu pun tahu

Ini bukan kamera selalu

Yang kuusung keserata ulu

.......

Namun

Biarlah aku diam dulu

Kerana

Aku belum mampu beli yang baru

.............

Aku tetap sayang kamu Popo

*Ini bukan komposisi idea original aku. Masih berlambak benda yang sama kat Flickr.
But i think its still cute to have Popo next to the sneaker

The Subject Matter

My father's first car

:-)


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Tengkujuh Di Krabi

Berombak-ombak di atas laut
Perahu besar rupanya kecil
Di tengah-tengah gelombang
Baru ku tahu makna takut

Ao Nang
Oktober 2008

Dah Dekat Dah

 Sabar Popo 

..... tinggal lapan hari saja lagi Sayang .....

Panduan Menggunakan Kucing

Inilah satu-satunya cara buat masa sekarang untuk aku online dari rumah

Mari Meniarap Di Depan Pintu

Itu pun Alhamdulillah boleh detect satu bar saja

Aku suruh Popo duduk depan jadi tukang tengok kalau ada tuan punya wifi cari aku.

:-P

Worthy of A Few Words

Just don't ask what time the picture was taken.

Some People Just Got It

I have to admit here how talented Hadie is when it comes to photography.
That same scene wont be as beautiful through my own lenses.

She just has it.

Popo The Four Legged Boy

"Mana pi gelas Ann kat dapur ni Mak?"

"Mak simpan habih semua dalam almari,
habih semua benda ada kesan dia..."


"Bukan boleh letak cawan gelas atas meja tu,
semua nanti dia masukkan mulut dia"



"Eshh..sapaaaa yang Mak dok bising nih...?"




"Tu laaah.... yang kaki empat tu..."

Motien's

Motiens sons

Her daughter
a small version of Motien

Motien is worried about Najmi. That eldest son of hers is sitting for UPSR this year and shes worried because Najmi seems to be enjoying listening to songs more than studying.

"Ni No fon Najmi: 019******;
Hang tolong bagi semangat sikit kat dia.
Dia dok gheja dengar lagu....Macam aku dulu la..."

Well Njami is not in the pic. I will try to post his photo whenever I can.

Popo

Photo By:
Hadie

We No Stupid - We No Calvin

I read Calvin & Hobbes, in fact I have a few compilations of the strips. I especially like the questions put by Calvin to his father. His father is just a regular father, he does not know everything and he doesnt have every answers to every questions. But just so to keep Calvin quiet he would sometimes create his own version of answers.

And everytime I read the newspaper or watch the news, listening to all the craps delivered to us by the government, I cant help feeling like they are treating me like I'm Calvin and they are his father, the way they diminish our thoughts and playing fools with us.

If you put "the People" instead of Calvin, and his father as the "government/politicians" in the following dialog , you'll get my drift.

Calvin: Dad, how come old photographs are always black and white? Didn't they have color film back then?

Dad: Sure they did. In fact, those old photographs are in color. It's just the world was black and white then.

Calvin: Really?

Dad: Yep. The world didn't turn color until sometime in the 1930s, and it was pretty grainy color for a while, too.

Calvin: That's really weird.

Dad: Well, truth is stranger than fiction.

Calvin: But then why are old paintings in color?! If their world was black and white, wouldn't artists have painted it that way?

Dad: Not necessarily. A lot of great artists were insane.

Calvin: But... but how could they have painted in color anyway? Wouldn't their paints have been shades of gray back then?

Dad: Of course, but they turned colors like everything else did in the '30s.

Calvin: So why didn't old black and white photos turn color too?

Dad: Because they were color pictures of black and white, remember?

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!

We can go insane !

Tuhan Manusia

Pantang aku bawa balik buku baru saja, mesti dia nak baca dulu.

Buku yang aku ambil dari adik aku. Akhirnya, Alhamdulillah, buat kali pertama aku dapat membaca novel Faisal Tehrani, walaupun aku telah mengikuti perkembangan penulis berjiwa besar ini sejak dari dulu lagi, dari zaman aku dan dia muda-muda dulu.....

Beberapa kali, ada ketikanya aku terpaksa berhenti membaca dan berfikir tentang apa yang dikatakannya. Ada juga sesetengahnya aku perlu membaca berulang kali untuk lebih memahami maksud yang ingin di sampai.

Ada jawapan dari buku ini terhadap persoalan yang selama ini aku cari. Untuk itu aku sangat bersyukur dan berterima kasih pada penulisnya.

Persoalan dan tema yang dibawa agak berat tetapi bagi yang mengikuti segala suka duka masaalah murtad dan pemikiran liberalism dan juga isu fahaman 'wahabiah' yang makin berkembang, novel ini pasti memberi kepuasan kepada mereka yang cintakan Islam yang tulen.

Insya Allah aku akan membuat ulasan yang lebih panjang tentang buku ini bila aku habis mengulang membacanya lagi.

Popo, buku ini tajuknya "Tuhan Manusia"
Bukan "Tuhan Kucing"
Lain kali kalau ada tajuk yang sesuai,
barulah Popo boleh baca ya, sayang

Sebenarnya, aku tak nak Popo pening kepala tentang "Pluralism" dan segala persoalan lain yang dibawa oleh buku ini. Aku takut dia makin pening, lagipun baru dua hari lepas Popo kena cucuk vaksin.

Kenapa Aku Terjun Laut Itu Dengan Snorkel Dan Fin Tanpa Pelampung Dan Tanpa Mahu Pulang

Engkau gila kalau engkau juga tidak mahu terjun laut itu,
but please bukan tanpa baju dan bogel, engkau akan terbakar kena sunburn

ps: click the third photo and you can see the fish

First Love

Everyone has a first love story to tell.

Mine happened when I was about 12. He stayed just a few houses away from mine. Though not from the same school, we went to the same tuition. I was a bit tomboy then and was always in pants. Never really believed that somebody would be attaracted to me. But he did, the boy who was fair, soft spoken, sweet face with some freckles, smart and everything a first love should be; naive and honest and never pretentious.

He and I would walk together after tuition and we would have the longest phone call at nite chatting and talking away as if nothing else mattered. We talked about everything, school and friends; only to be disturbed by his mother calling for him to help her with his small brothers. I did all the talking most of the time and he just listened.

Saya suka dengar kamu cerita

We went out once and I had to lie to my parents for that. It was a nervous experience for me, feeling very uneasy and afraid that we might be caught by my parents, friends and teachers. I had to even ask him not to sit next to me in the bus.

Nanti atas bas, kita jangan duduk sebelah sebelah lah,
kamu duduk kat belakang

and he being the person he was, just followed my suggestion.

Oh we both did well in school but I just had to borrow his notes somehow. I can never forget the time he lent me his history notebook only to find at the back of the page, colors of drawing of sweet hearts with "I Love You, Ann" in the middle. I was in cloud nine for months.

On my birthday he gave me a huge gigantic birthday card to show how much he loved me. For a boy his age, he was indeed romantic and sweet.

Our parents were not really happy with our situation. It was still a "no-no" for kids at that time to experience the boy-girl love relationship. His father had to come and discuss with my father for us not to be in contact anymore, but we managed to survive the resistants from our parents, quite a few times. We were both determined to proceed with our young and sweet relationship.

After sometimes, we somehow started to fade away from each other's life. I didn't really remember how it ended but I found out after the break up that he had another girlfriend. I knew the girl and I could say that the girl had some resemblance with me .

A few years later, I heard from a friend who heard from her mother, that both of our parents (mine and his) had to get some holy water from some Ustaz to make us forget one another. I didnt know how true the story was. I never asked my mom.

We didnt keep in touch after the episode. I knew that he went to US for his degree and I went on to meet other people. I heard that he got married when in US. I saw him a few years back at the Mosque on Hari Raya but I never saw his family .................... until recently. My sister called me to check on one blog and I did. After all these years I could still tell from the photos in the blog that its him. Happily married with four beautiful kids and a wonderful wife. He is doing very well and they are now staying outside Malaysia.

I read the wife's stories, their life together, how they met and everything, and I can say that its the same old him, sweet, shy, humble, smart. Reluctantly, I have to admit that there's a tinge of envy inside of me from reading their stories. There's even a big "What if....." somewhere there.

But I know, it was never meant to be for me and him. Like all other first loves, it had to end somehow, even without the holy water.

I know he is happy now and I am too for him. The wife is lucky indeed.

Popo Potter

I was not among the fans in line, camping the whole night in front of the bookstores all over the world. I have all the other 6 books and of course I would not want to miss this one. I could wait, I didn't even pre-book the book, I knew I had all the time in the world. Its Alor Star after all, you would not find kids in Hogwarts' uniform floating around the nite of pre-launching. But I knew one (no, shes not a kid anymore) in Kampung Berjaya who couldnt wait for the book, and even she did not have to wake up at 3 in the morning.

I went to Borders in Penang that day, and there were many left on the rack but they didnt have the cover (supposedly to be adult's version) I wanted.

I bought one at Tesco for RM69-90.

Dont blame me ! Would you pay another RM40-00 more for the same book?

Hey.. I even bought my GAP shirts at FOS for RM19-00 each!

PS: I still cannot get close to the book, Popo has not left the book since I first brought it home.

The Popo Story

It was a tough decision, to be frank. Although I believed that it would be good for Popo to be neutered, deep down in my heart I am a true believer that we should not change the course of nature as being put by HIM. I had read almost every sources in the internet on the goodness of neutering and how it would benefit Popo, but my heart was still heavy. How could I when I looked at how active and playful Popo was. I was afraid of loosing his true color as a cat.

People kept telling me how neutering would make Popo lazy and sissy and that he would be fat. I was also afraid that neutering would reflect the selfish side of me, even though I knew neutering is not about me, its about him. But when I went to my mom's place and saw how terrible Aroyo looked, with scratches and all (it was mating season) I knew there n then that Popo must proceed with the neutering.

It was the first time I had to leave him alone at the Vet's place.I took the opportunity of going to Langkawi by leaving him with the Vet for one night and let him do the small operation the next day. I was sad to leave him in the cage next to that big dog, but I had no choice. Popo was never caged in my house.

When I came back from Langkawi to take him, I went straight away to the Vet's place and saw him sitting in the corner of the cage, very weak and stressful. He recognized my voice and with much difficulty tried to walk to the familiar voice. My heart was melting and I carried him to my chest. Popo hang on to me as if hes afraid I would leave him again.

I took him home. He was weak and quiet alrite. But then Popo has always been a non-talkative cat. He limped when he walked and it amused me because he walked like a drunken cat. I watched over him closely and noticed that hes a bit dirty. But I couldnt bathe him yet as I have to wait for the stitches to heal. He was limping but happy to be home.

Although Popo is a house cat, I still let him out of the house regularly. Even before the neutering, he would be let out roaming the neighborhood for a few hours and sometimes to my annoyance, when I had to go out looking for him. As Popo was still considered a kitten (going to its teen), he didnt have that much tendency to fight even though I did notice that some other cats were eyeing him mischievously.

After the neutering I still opened the door for him to go out. But that one night, when he didnt come back after more than one hour I had to go out and started calling for him (as if he could answer back). I was beginning to get worried when I suddenly saw him in the compound of an abandoned house.

Boleh dia buat 'bodo' tercegat kat situ yang aku ni dok lah panggil

It was so annoying when he just stood there ignoring my call that I had to climb the fence and get him. And it was only the fourth day after the operation.

Popo tolong pijak nak tutup beg

Helping me with the packing when I had (again) to be away.

It has been more than a month after the neutering and Popo has not changed that much. He is still a playful and adorable pet who likes to play hide n seek with me. The same old Popo who would jump on my feet after I come out of the bath, the one who still loves to play with his toys. He still goes out of the house occasionally but now I dont have to go out calling out his name on the street anymore. He would just sit under my car looking at the ongoing everyday life of the neighbours. And when I go to work, I would leave the window curtains open so that Popo could sit on the TV and watch the outside scene.



Oh yeah.. Popo can be 'kepoh' at times when he hears noises from the neighbour, he'd jump straight to the window and peeped at the neighbour, to my embarassment !

Oh ya, its also true when they say your cat would be more loving after neuter. Popo is I must say. And I'm still in denial when people tell me that he's fat

"I'm no fat cat. Its the camera !!!"

Sometimes the other feral cats would try to pick him for a fight or two, but Popo would run back into the house.

"Yeah you can call him sissy you gangster cats, but Popo is healthier and happier than you guys".

PoPo Pulun

Ahhh finally I get to eat something different. No Kibbles for dinner .. Yeahhhhh !!!

** Mak Mertua lalu pun tak nampak nih....

Reminiscence

My drawer needs more frames
For all the hundreds of photos I've taken
I wonder if they would ever be enough
To fit the reminiscences of my trip down memory lane


-Haku-
Feb 2007

Waking Up To Popo

He must be overjoyed to find me on the bed this morning, that I didnt have to leave him for work.

The background music and sound were courtesy of my neighbour