Down With The Flu

It has not been an exciting week for me. I've been down with the flu.
Alhamdulillah, it was a good reason for me to stay in bed and have a good rest nevertheless.

And look who's been on my side when I was too weak to get out of the bed.

Nurse Yang Dah Terbongkang .... Penatlah Konon

Du'a My Dear

When My servants ask thee concerning Me,
I am indeed close (to them):
I listen to the prayer of every suppliant
when he calleth on Me"

Al Baqarah:186

And your Lord says:
"Call on Me; I will answer your (Prayer)"

Al Ghafir: 60

Do you realize that :-

1. you can actually ask Allah for ANYTHING, yes anything at all
2. you can speak to HIM not only during solat/prayers
3. you don't have to memorize all the dua's in Arabic
4. you can tell Allah all your problems in Malay or English or just in any other languages you fancy

• Allah listens to you
• Allah hears you
• Allah is close to you more than you ever know

Do you also happen to know that there is nothing impossible in this world, if Allah wills.

Do you know that when you're stuck in the most difficult moment in your life or even if you cant find a parking space .... you can call for HIS help.

Its the simple everyday things in life
that should make us feel close to HIM.
You don't have to be on the prayer mat to call for HIM.
HE is everywhere.

"I promise you I will dua' everyday"

Piano Motien

Motien anak Dato'. Kalau dah anak Dato' ni, orang selalu anggap anak orang kaya lah kiranya. Aku mula kenal Motien waktu atas bas masa aku tukar sekolah waktu Darjah 3 Merah tu. Ya lah Motien waktu tu Darjah 3 Biru, kelas paling terrer. Tapi Motien tak boleh nak belagak lama dengan aku pasal aku "dok kelas bodo" tu sebab tahun yang berikutnya aku telah lompat terus masuk ke dalam Darjah 4 Biru, satu kelas dengan Motien nih.

Bila dah satu kelas, satu bas dan yang buat kami lagi baik ialah sebab kami juga duduk satu 'taman' (taman perumahan, bukan taman bunga). Aku ingat lagi waktu mula-mula Motien ajak aku ke rumahnya lepas sekolah. Excitednya aku ...!!! Yang aku excited sangat sebab aku dengar Motien cakap kat atas bas hari tu rumah dia ada P.I.A.N.O . Mak abah aku cikgu saja, mana mampu nak beli piano kat kami adik beradik. Tapi bagi aku waktu tu, kalau rumah yang ada piano kira cool habih laaa.


Petang tu, lepas habis buat kerja sekolah, aku pun capai basikal kayuh ke rumah Motien. Rumah dia lebih besar sikit dari rumah aku sebab bapa dia ada buat tambahan. Bila dah sampai rumah dia, Motien pun ajak aku masuk. Kamu boleh bayangkan otak aku waktu tu, yang berfikir dan tercari-cari piano Motien. Bila dia ajak masuk bilik, kaki aku masih nak jalan-jalan pusing rumahnya, sambil mata tercari-cari benda Allah piano nih.

Agaknya muka aku sangatlah 'obvious' dan 'transparent' membuatkan Motien bertanya.

Kamu nak tengok piano saya ka..?

Angguk.

Jom ikut saya

Aku pun ikut macam anjing terjelir lidah


Motien bawa aku masuk satu bilik. Aku tengok ada katil saja.

Motien kemudiannya melutut tunduk bawah katil dan tarik keluar satu piano kayu yang kecil.


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Darjah 3 Merah

Lagi cerita sekolah.

When my mother transferred me from a mixed school to an all girls school, I was placed in the last class, Darjah 3 Merah since all other classes were already fully occupied. With due respect to my classmates, I have to tell you that most of the pupils in the class, say about 80% of them could not even read. The other 20%, due to some unfortunate circumstances, were the ones who were last or second last in their standard two exam and had to be placed in that last class "E", out of the five classes.

I had no problem adjusting myself to the new environment. I made a few friends and I still remember some of their names especially Neoh Phaik See and Noraini; the former for always being second in the class and the latter, third. I was closer to Phaik See rather than Noraini and Noraini apparently didn't really like me. I guess because I was new, a top in the class and being our class teacher, Puan Faridah's favourite. Noraini never failed to tell me to my face that she would and she could take the top spot I had been holding for the last two terms. This kind of threaten really made me worried. I was a bit disturbed and anxious that she might be able to do that. Being a child you have your own set of worries and problems and Noraini's words were one of them which led me to being sleepless at night.

But Alhamdulilllah, at the end of the year, I still finished first in the class and had the opportunity to go on stage for the prize giving ceremony from the late Sultanah Bahiyah.

And in the words of my newly acquainted* wise friend, Motien:-

"Dia boleh la dapat nombor satu ; dia dok (duduk) kelas bodo"

Welcome to the world of Motien.

:-)

*edited: that year 1980 I first met Motien

Amitabh Bachan Atau Rishi Kapoor

Aku ada seorang kawan di sekolah namanya Misbah.

Misbah seorang gadis yang sangat "Perempuan Melayu Terakhir".

1. Pendiam; tidak banyak bercakap macam aku dan Motien yang selalu menguasai persada kebisingan kelas.
2. Pemalu; ya satu ciri yang semakin pupus bagi wanita sekarang.
3. Senyum yang menawan; Misbah tidak ketawa berdekah-dekah, Misbah hanya senyum., dan kalau pun ada lawak yang paling lawak bagi Misbah, dia hanya akan tertunduk-tunduk keras perut menahan ketawa sampai 'ungu' mukanya
4. Hitam Manis; oleh kerana Misbah bukanlah putih melepak, maka 'ungu' lah mukanya bila merah bercampur gelap. No, Misbah bukan anak mami.
5. Pandai; Misbah selalu dapat No: 1-5 sahaja di dalam kelas.
   

Misbah, kawanku itu sangat gila suka filem Hindustan. Sewaktu waktu itu, mana ada Shah Rukh Khan lagi. Yang popular antara yang aku ingat-ingat lah, Amitabh Bachan (belum putih janggutnya) Rishi Kapoor, Shashi Kapoor dan lain-lain Kapoor yang sewaktu dengan mereka. Walaupun telah dikatakan Misbah ini pendiam, tetapi apabila bercerita tentang tentang 'hiburan Hindustan' pastilah teruja sekali Misbah itu (note*tahap teruja Misbah boleh dikira sama dengan tahap minima dengan tahap teruja empunya blog).

Misbah duduk di depan aku dan Motien. Disebelah Misbah teman baiknya Adilah (yang kembarnya Azilah, yang pernah bertukar kelas demi untuk bersama kawan baikmereka, walaupun seorang sebenarnya sepatutnya di kelas A dan seorang di B (thats another story)).

Aku dan Motien mempunyai satu hobi ketika itu membuat kuiz untuk Misbah. Sungguh teruja kami apabila mencipta permainan untuk Misbah.

"Misbah, katakanlah, bayangkanlah kelas dah nak terbakar, Amitabh Bachan ada di pintu depan kelas dan Rishi Kapoor ada di pintu belakang kelas, kamu kena pilih satu saja, kamu nak pilih pintu mana?"

Wahh.. tatkala mendengar soalan ini, kamu boleh bayangkan keadaan Misbah waktu tu. You should look at her face, dengan 'ungu' mukanya Misbah seolah-seolah berada dalam situasi yang gawat sambil merayu-rayu aku janganlah dia diberi pilihan seperti itu.

"Ahhhh... eshhh ...eshhhh.. (sambil mendekap kedua tapak tangannya dan tertunduk tunduk) tolonglah... eshhh... saya tak tau nak pilih ni..... Janganlah tanya soalan macam tu...."

Ahhhh.... the sweet sweet Misbah.

I wish I could go back to that time when we were all 14 and the simple quiz like that brought such euphoria. The quiz thing would be our favourite pastime while waiting for the next Ustazah to get into the class. It never failed to make Misbah's face turned 'purple' and Motien and I were loving every moment of it. We kept changing the names every now and then. Sometimes it would be between Sashi Kapoor and Rajesh Khana, at times Bachan and some other Kapoor. It was such a torture to Misbah but we all had fun alright.

The Promise

A Clown

A clown I am
making a fool of myself
in front of a man

Monday Blues

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!

Of Green and White

As I was changing the layout of my blog, it struck me the color of the title post and its background might disturb some people.

They would force me to change the color to white and blue or red and white. My blog would be under tight scrutiny .... (hehe as if)

Remember the time they had the cheek to demand Petronas to change its logo to any colors other than green and white ?

And do you know that in Perlis the Pasar Tani's umbrellas are now blue, because the Menteri Besar couldnt walk into the market at the flash of green and white ?


May be sometimes we are afraid of our own shadows ..... but if we re already in the dark , where are the shadows ..??

I'm Ok

No, I'm not crying for someone not to leave me.

No, he is not walking out of me.

I blog not only of things about me personally
I blog of things that surround me,
the people I meet and see,
whether live or virtually,
the stories I hear,
the things I observe and notice,
the blogs I stalk ......
and all the chats and talks


;-)

Just Walk, Dont Look Behind

When he/she walks out of your life, the last thing you'd want to believe is that he/she doesnt love you anymore.


So its better to blame the other person. Its easier to say your ex is plain heartless, selfish ungrateful prick when you know the actual reason is:

............there is no more love in his/her heart for you.


Maybe there is, but its not the kind of love you still have for him/her.


Your world crumbles to pieces, the pain is excruciating, you feel like nothing would be more painful than this, you dont want to live anymore....


but when you open the door, you see that the birds are still flying, the sky is still blue, the music is still on, the children are still laughing, the boy is still calling for old newspaper, your neighbour is still there watering the plants........


....*sigh* life goes on ........


until another new love comes around ......

Dont Leave Me

beautiful song, touching words, moving expression

Don’t Leave Me

Let’s forget, for all can be forgotten
which is gone by already
Forget the time of misunderstanding
and the time lost
finding out how to forget those hours
which sometimes killed, by blows of “why?”
the heart of happiness

Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me

I will give you pearls of rain
comes from countries where it never rains
I will dig up the earth even in death
to cover your body with gold and with light
I will make a kingdom
where love shall be king
where love shall be law
where you shall be Queen

Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me

Don’t leave me
I shall invent senseless words
which you will understand
I shall tell you about those lovers who saw twice
their hearts go up in flames
I shall tell you the story of this king
dead, for not, having succeeded in finding you

Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me

One has often seen burst anew the fire
of an old volcano, believed to be spent
There are, it is said, scorched lands
yielding more wheat than the best of April
And when evening comes to make the sky flare up
don’t the black and red wed ?

Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me

Don’t’ leave me
I’ll weep no more
I’ll speak no more
I’ll hide right here
to look at you dance and smile
to listen to you sing and then laugh
Let me become the shadow of your shadow
the shadow of your hand
the shadow of your dog, but

Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Don’t leave me

Aku Dan Kucingku

Aku dan kucingku
Kami tak pernah saling berbicara
mahupun saling bercakaran

...tapi kalau dia yang mencakar itu biasalah
dan kalau aku yang bicara itu juga biasa...


nah.. kalau aku juga mencakar dan dia juga bicara
..... gimana tuh jadinya ?





Entry gila apaan nih.... ?


hehe

Why Are You Not Smiling

Dont get angry when someone is being rude or arrogant.

People can be rude and arrogant because they are afraid. They are actually insecure .... afraid that we might discover and sense their insecurities, so they think by being haughty they can feel good about themselves and thus hide their vulnerability.

People who are confident of themselves who acknowledge their strengths and weaknesses need not have to be rude, arrogant, conceited, show off sombong blagak nak mampus.......... Now, these are the kind of people who smile at you on the street when they dont even know you.

After Midnight

Its after midnight, almost 2.00 am when we heard the cats fighting outside, screaming and meowing at each other.

.... and we both looked out the window.... the fight disturbed us.

.... he couldnt tell me what the fight was all about ....


We got back to the bed.. and I continued writing... and he continued licking*

I looked at him and smile ... and heaved a relieved sigh...


"Alhamdulillah.. how glad I am that you're neutered, Popo"





*himself of course !

Its Here .. Beware

The EGO Has Landed




so... clear the line !

get out of the way !

move ! move ! move very fast !



Be ready to be wiped off

Be prepared to be bashed


Rationale and intellect wont have the chance when the EGO is in reign

27 Is Too Old

In response to certain one blog ......


27 is not the age to be radical, idealist, hot tempered, emotional, self worshiper .....

the limit is 24 ohh.. ok make it 25...

but NOT 27

Oh come on ..... GROW UP !


unless you re a certified NERD

Its Just Is

How many times do I have to say this:-

"Malaysia is NOT an Islamic country"

Period.


Instead of banging our heads on the wall or getting amok with Lina Joy's story and all, or instead of falling onto Article 3 or whatever Articles there are under the Constitution, in which case : pointless; to debate what is so obvious....

..lets just change the constitution !



Vote for PAS



Its the least you could do any way. After all you should give credit for the party 's intention.


.. and hey... be cool man when putting your view in respect of other's faith and belief.

"Lakum Deenu Kum Wa Li Ya Deen"

Battle of the Batter

From iBook to iBake

What in the world has got into my mind when I suddenly steered the direction to baking ?

Life is full of surprises !

I Wish For Love n Wealth

A little love goes a long way


my cupcake

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