Sepanjang hidup saya, tarikh 15 Ogos merupakan antara tarikh yang saya ingat. Banyak perkara yang berlaku pada 15 Ogos dalam hidup saya.
15 Ogos adalah tarikh hari lahir cinta monyet saya. Sekarang dia sudah berkahwin dengan junior sekolah menengah saya dan mungkin kini sudah mempunyai sekurang-kurangnya 2 orang anak.
Tetapi itu bukanlah sebab mengapa tarikh ini menjadi penting untuk saya ingat.
15 Ogos 1997 adalalah tarikh di mana nenda kesayangan saya, Engku Zam, di jemput pulang menghadap Ilahi.
Saya rasa saya di antara cucu yang paling rapat dengan arwah. Arwah adalah antara insan yang membesarkan saya di zaman kanak-kanak dan awal remaja saya. Saya masih ingat bagaimana arwah suka memanjakan saya dengan masakan-masakan beliau. Arwah tahu makanan kegemaran saya. Jadi setiap kali saya pulang dari sekolah, lauk-pauk kegemaran saya mesti terhidang untuk santapan tengahari saya. Sepinggan penuh nasi saya hadap, digaul dengan kuah kari daging yang pekat(ada dal dalam kari itu yang memekatkan kuahnya), kemudian ada sotong masak kicap atau di masak sambal tumis.
Setiap hari lauk itu mesti arwah sediakan khas untuk saya. Dan ketika saya makan, arwah sentiasa menemankan dan memerhatikan saya makan sehingga pinggan saya licin.
Setelah kenyang, arwah akan suruh saya mandi dan sembahyang. Kemudian memanggil saya untuk membacakan suratkhabar Utusan Melayu (akhbar bertulisan jawi) untuknya. Kadangkala mata arwah tidak nampak. Dan adakala singkatan-singkatan untuk jabatan-jabatan kerajaan,NGO atau sebagainya tidak dapat ditaksirkan oleh arwah dalam tulisan jawi, jadi sayalah yang menerangkan ejaannya satu persatu kepada arwah. Kami akan berbaring bersama di atas katil arwah sambil menghabiskan membaca suratkhabar tersebut. Dan ketika itu juga mata saya menjadi berat;masakan tidak,kenyang perut kemudian disorongkan pula bantal!
Saya suka tidur di sebelah arwah kerana setiap hari di waktu tengahari dia akan mandi. Ketika saya baring, saya mencium banyak haruman-haruman yang menyenangkan. Bau sabun Popinjay kesukaannya, minyak rambut Zam-Zam di rambutnya, bunga kenanga yang hampir kering di dalam poket baju kurungnya, dan bunga tanjung yang kami rantaikan bersama setiap petang arwah selitkan dibawah bantal tidurnya.
Saya akan lena. Ketika saya lena saya suka memeluk lengan arwah. Saya suka kulit-kulit tangannya yang kendur, halus. Seperti seorang bayi yang tidur memeluk selimut atau bantal kesukaannya.
Di waktu petang pula (selalunya selepas saya pulang dari sekolah agama rakyat Kampung Sawah Dato'), saya dan arwah akan menghabiskan masa berjalan-jalan di perkarangan rumah sehingga sampai ke tepi jalan. Di tepi jalan tersebut ada sepohon pokok bunga tanjung setinggi 6 - 7 kaki. Kami akan mengutip bunga-bunga tanjung yang kembang kemudian merantaikannya bersama menggunakan batang pokok kemuncup. Bunga itu kemudian samada di simpan di dalam poket atau diselit di celah rambut putihnya yang panjang. Arwah suka menyimpulkan rambutnya menjadi sanggul. Cantik dan kemas.
Setelah itu pula kami akan duduk berehat di pondok menunggu bas berhampiran pokok tanjung itu. Melihat kenderaan mundar-mandir di jalanraya sambil menunggu arwah mak atau abah menjemput saya pulang. Adakala ada beberapa pengguna jalanraya yang mengenali arwah akan membunyikan hon dan mengangkat tangan kepadanya. Saya tumpang bangga kerana ramai orang Mersing mengenali arwah 'atok' saya.
Lebih kurang jam 6 petang kami akan berjalan perlahan masuk ke rumah kerana hari sudah senja. Kadangkala ketika kami berjalan, kami akan berjumpa pokok renek yang tumbuh meliar yang kami panggil pokok letup(kalau tak silap saya dalam nama bahasa Inggeris-nya 'amarilo'. Sekarang buah letup menjadi hiasan yang cantik di atas kek harijadi di mana-mana bakery). Setiap kali terpandang pokok letup, arwah akan mengambil sebiji dua buah letup yang matang kemudian dihentak ke dahi saya lalu menghasilkan bunyi 'Pop!'. Kerana itulah kami memanggilnya buah letup.
Begitulah kenangan saya bersama arwah nenda kesayangan saya. Indah dan menarikkan?
Tidak semestinya kita mengungkaikan cerita tentang kematian orang yang kita sayang dengan cerita yang menyedihkan;bagaimana beliau meninggal?sakit apa?dimana beliau meninggal?
Ada cara yang lebih baik untuk mengingati si mati. Untuk saya, saya suka menceritakan kenangan-kenangan indah bersamanya. Kerana itulah yang terbaik;mengingati saat-saat menggembirakan bersama membuat jiwa rasa beruntung kerana pernah mengenalinya dan bersamanya dengan mesra.
Betul kan?
Al-Fatihah untuk nendaku , Allahyarhamah Hjh. Engku Zam bt. Mustafa
xoxo
Love,
(gadis yang mencantumkan dua nama nenda di belah ibu dan ayahnya bersama menjadi satu, menjadi namanya! )
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Shocking!
Yesterday morning my abah called me from his office..
Me : Holla~~~ Mr. Abdillah's resident. How may I help you?
Abah : Oi!! Paper Metro, apek tu dah hantar belom???
Me : Aiya! Wo pu se tau lei~~~~ Why lei? Why so cemas??? Apek itu eksiden kah?
Abah : Kepala loyar buruk kamu! Bini ToTi kuar dalam paper front page aar! Dia kena tikam!
Me : Astagfirullahalazim...sapa plak tikam dia???
Abah : Maid dia!
Me : Baik..baik..nanti carik paper!
Klik here for the news.
Shocking kan?
I myself could never imagine something like this would happened to my relative. Abang Soufee/ ToTi is the cousin of my abah. But he and his siblings call my abah "Pak Busu" ( Uncle Busu )which is what my cousins usually call him. So I always think of him as my cousin too.
Abg Toti and his wife are great couple. They never trouble anyone. His wife, Kakak Musliha orangnya lemah lembut;soft spoken, gentle and kind. I never thought something like this would happened to her.
Teruk betul amah Indonesia ni.Tak sedar diuntung! Nasi kita bagi,tuba yang dibalas!(Karam Singh Walia yang kasi ilham ini peribahasa)
Menurut kata abah yang mendapat berita dari keluarga di kampung, orang gaji Indonesia yang baru bekerja dengan mereka selama 3 hari datang berjumpa kak Musliha di kamar tidurnya dan terus meluru; demand for money and handphone. Kak Musliha went berserk and refused to satisfy the maid's demands. Amah itu mengugut akan mencederakan kak Musliha tetapi Kak Musliha bertegas juga. Orang gaji yang tidak berperikemanusiaan itu berang lalu menikam kak Musliha di 9 tempat. Salah satu daripanya hampir terkena jantung. Empat orang anak mereka berada di rumah berumur setahun hingga 6 tahun. Amah tersebut hampir melarikan anak Kak Musliha yang berusia setahun sebelum polis datang dan menahan amah tersebut diperkarangan rumah.Luckily the children were not harmed.
Kak Musliha is now treated at the ICU of Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah, Kedah. Selain kecedaraan di tikam , bahagian atas mata Kak Musliha di toreh melintang. Kak Musliha menerima 13 jahitan (mungkin di muka sahaja,tatau detail dari abah) and she is stable now. Praise to Allah!
On the behalf of our family members we would like to thank the neighbor of Kak Musliha and Abang Toti for rescuing Kak Musliha and lending a helping hand in the great ordeal. Without them, God's knows what will happen. Not to forget the police officers that caught the 'crazy maid'. Thank you from the very bottom of our heart. Hanya Allah sahaja yang dapat membalas.
Enough with the sad and shocking news.
The nite before the bad news I had the opportunity to see a few friends from my highschool! We are very close, it's nice to see some familiar faces once in a while, catching up with everyones life is fun! We hanged out at Rumah Limas, Danga Bay until 11.30pm! It's not everyday I had the permission from abah to go out at nite to see my friends! It was great! Thanks for the time well spent Firdaus, Asrizal, Ghazali , Saiful Izwan and Rosmiza! And thank you abah for the permission to go out! I love you, abah!
Onto the next story, Danga View tennis courts are now everybody's (residents of Danga View) favorite. Ever since abah, Ina and I practice our tennis playing almost everyday of the week for the past 2 months, we could see that everyone living here are now interested in playing tennis too. Nowadays we can see the courts are fully occupied all the time. We realized the changes in our neighbors a few weeks back. When we first started playing, nobody seems to care. A few days after, we had fans watching from the children's swimming pool and their own balconies. Now, they get into the game as well.. every evening! So cool! We like to think that we are the trend setter of the whole tennis thing! Hahahaha!
Next...
These few days I had been so emotional. I miss him so much. But nothing that I can do to fix it .. I feel absolutely hopeless.
But luckily I have a great abang angkat who said something that I could never think of.
"Apabila kita melihat sesuatu kesedihan itu dari sudut yang berbeza, kita akan dapati keindahan di sebalik kesedihan itu. Hakikatnya kesedihan itu menjadikan kita lebih matang berfikir". Beautifully and well said. Thank you abang Atan.
Jadi begitulah manusia. Setiap seorang tidak serupa. Allah menjadikan manusia itu berbeza-beza. Setiap manusia mempunyai akal fikiran yang tidak dapat diduga ke mana arah tuju akalnya. Tidak boleh di duga pergerakkannya. Tidak dapat juga di duga kemahuannya. Tidak akan dapat di duga perasaannya.
Jangan letakkan segunung harapan kepada yang namanya manusia kerana manusia itu bertindak mengikut akal fikirannya sendiri bukan orang lain. Hanya dia sendiri yang tahu mahunya.
All you can do is to wish for the best from this life. Your own life. Not others.
Till next time.
xoxo
Nad@Sez@Zetty@Zam
Me : Holla~~~ Mr. Abdillah's resident. How may I help you?
Abah : Oi!! Paper Metro, apek tu dah hantar belom???
Me : Aiya! Wo pu se tau lei~~~~ Why lei? Why so cemas??? Apek itu eksiden kah?
Abah : Kepala loyar buruk kamu! Bini ToTi kuar dalam paper front page aar! Dia kena tikam!
Me : Astagfirullahalazim...sapa plak tikam dia???
Abah : Maid dia!
Me : Baik..baik..nanti carik paper!
Klik here for the news.
Shocking kan?
I myself could never imagine something like this would happened to my relative. Abang Soufee/ ToTi is the cousin of my abah. But he and his siblings call my abah "Pak Busu" ( Uncle Busu )which is what my cousins usually call him. So I always think of him as my cousin too.
Abg Toti and his wife are great couple. They never trouble anyone. His wife, Kakak Musliha orangnya lemah lembut;soft spoken, gentle and kind. I never thought something like this would happened to her.
Teruk betul amah Indonesia ni.Tak sedar diuntung! Nasi kita bagi,tuba yang dibalas!(Karam Singh Walia yang kasi ilham ini peribahasa)
Menurut kata abah yang mendapat berita dari keluarga di kampung, orang gaji Indonesia yang baru bekerja dengan mereka selama 3 hari datang berjumpa kak Musliha di kamar tidurnya dan terus meluru; demand for money and handphone. Kak Musliha went berserk and refused to satisfy the maid's demands. Amah itu mengugut akan mencederakan kak Musliha tetapi Kak Musliha bertegas juga. Orang gaji yang tidak berperikemanusiaan itu berang lalu menikam kak Musliha di 9 tempat. Salah satu daripanya hampir terkena jantung. Empat orang anak mereka berada di rumah berumur setahun hingga 6 tahun. Amah tersebut hampir melarikan anak Kak Musliha yang berusia setahun sebelum polis datang dan menahan amah tersebut diperkarangan rumah.Luckily the children were not harmed.
Kak Musliha is now treated at the ICU of Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah, Kedah. Selain kecedaraan di tikam , bahagian atas mata Kak Musliha di toreh melintang. Kak Musliha menerima 13 jahitan (mungkin di muka sahaja,tatau detail dari abah) and she is stable now. Praise to Allah!
On the behalf of our family members we would like to thank the neighbor of Kak Musliha and Abang Toti for rescuing Kak Musliha and lending a helping hand in the great ordeal. Without them, God's knows what will happen. Not to forget the police officers that caught the 'crazy maid'. Thank you from the very bottom of our heart. Hanya Allah sahaja yang dapat membalas.
Enough with the sad and shocking news.
The nite before the bad news I had the opportunity to see a few friends from my highschool! We are very close, it's nice to see some familiar faces once in a while, catching up with everyones life is fun! We hanged out at Rumah Limas, Danga Bay until 11.30pm! It's not everyday I had the permission from abah to go out at nite to see my friends! It was great! Thanks for the time well spent Firdaus, Asrizal, Ghazali , Saiful Izwan and Rosmiza! And thank you abah for the permission to go out! I love you, abah!
Onto the next story, Danga View tennis courts are now everybody's (residents of Danga View) favorite. Ever since abah, Ina and I practice our tennis playing almost everyday of the week for the past 2 months, we could see that everyone living here are now interested in playing tennis too. Nowadays we can see the courts are fully occupied all the time. We realized the changes in our neighbors a few weeks back. When we first started playing, nobody seems to care. A few days after, we had fans watching from the children's swimming pool and their own balconies. Now, they get into the game as well.. every evening! So cool! We like to think that we are the trend setter of the whole tennis thing! Hahahaha!
Next...
These few days I had been so emotional. I miss him so much. But nothing that I can do to fix it .. I feel absolutely hopeless.
But luckily I have a great abang angkat who said something that I could never think of.
"Apabila kita melihat sesuatu kesedihan itu dari sudut yang berbeza, kita akan dapati keindahan di sebalik kesedihan itu. Hakikatnya kesedihan itu menjadikan kita lebih matang berfikir". Beautifully and well said. Thank you abang Atan.
Jadi begitulah manusia. Setiap seorang tidak serupa. Allah menjadikan manusia itu berbeza-beza. Setiap manusia mempunyai akal fikiran yang tidak dapat diduga ke mana arah tuju akalnya. Tidak boleh di duga pergerakkannya. Tidak dapat juga di duga kemahuannya. Tidak akan dapat di duga perasaannya.
Jangan letakkan segunung harapan kepada yang namanya manusia kerana manusia itu bertindak mengikut akal fikirannya sendiri bukan orang lain. Hanya dia sendiri yang tahu mahunya.
All you can do is to wish for the best from this life. Your own life. Not others.
Till next time.
xoxo
Nad@Sez@Zetty@Zam
Friday, August 08, 2008
Phobias
They always said that if you want to conquer your fear, you must face it!
So not true!
I've tried that once, it just doesn't work.
I have phobias with creepy-crawling-slithering reptiles,particularly snakes. I don't hate them, but I just can't stand them. Just thinking about snakes it gives me shivers;goosebumps all over.
Snakes are mysterious. I'm not saying all snakes are venomous, but they are mysterious.
I don't know when my phobias started but I do know this, when we lived in Mersing, my house always being 'infested'...?no.. that's not the word...hmm...'visited'. Yeah! Correct! Visited by snakes. I've seen many types of them. Encounter them with my own eyes!
There's this one story. I was 8 or 9 years old at that time, and my mak is sending me to sekolah agama rakyat in the evening. When we try to close our grill door, we find it hard to close it.
"The iron must be rusty," mak said. "Slam the grill harder," she asked while she starts and ignites the car engine.
And I did. BLAM!!!! I slammed the door as hard as I could.
Suddenly, blood dripping on the floor. My mak was shocked and quickly checked on me and my fingers if ever I cut myself while slamming the door. "It's not me, mak..I'm not hurt. Not me..," I explained.
Then we looked up on the top of the grill door.. There it was..A black and yellow stripe snake about 1 feet in length wounded and almost decapitated because it's head stuck between the door. It was coiling at the top of the grill door when I slammed it. Poor thing. Mak was so scared to remove it plus I was very late to go to school. So, in the evening, abah had to remove it and dumped it to the river next to our house.(I guess so...I wasn't there when he removed it, but I assume that he dumped it there. I don't think he buried it because he too can't stand snake).
Another encounter happens when I was studying under a 'cherry' tree. My parents built a very nice 'pangkin' under the tree so that we can enjoy our evening tea outside the house.
The day before, my mak told me that when she's doing laundry that day, something happened. When she hangs abah's trouser at the clothing line outside our house, a baby bright yellow snake falls down from his pocket. The little thing must be in there for quite sometime and have to experience the torturing when the trouser being washed in the washing machine. The baby snake ran away as soon as it hits the ground.
Ok, continuing about me studying under the cherry tree. When I was studying I was so distracted with all the ripe cherries above me. The yellow branches and leaves with the bright red cherries dangling above my head was so tempting! I could not resist but to climb the branches and picked the cherries. While I was trying to climb the tree , I grabbed this tiny yellow 'branch'.. and then, the 'branch' stick it's tongue out!
I screamed like a mad girl, jumped from the tree and ran into my house. My mak was there witnessing the whole thing and she laughed her guts out. She said I ran like there's no more ground(dalam peribahasa Melayunya... lari tak cukup tanah!). I almost peed in my pants and she laughed?? How cruel~~ LOL! Maybe the 'branch' I've grabbed was the baby snake that fells down abah's pocket.
As years go by, my phobias grows.I can't even think about snake. It creeps me out. I've been to too many zoos and reptiles sanctuaries, and whenever I'm there I don't like to be touch. If anything or anyone touched me while I am walking among the displayed of reptiles(snakes), may it be in an aquariums or cages or glass boxes, I would definitely screamed my heart out. And sometimes maybe cry.
Ok...
I've tried to overcome my fears/phobias. Small steps at a time. So one day, my family and I went to the MPH bookstore outlet at City Square. While my parents are looking for books me and my siblings hanged out at the General and Hobbies book sections. While I was watching my brother and sister,I found a book that catches my eye;World of Snakes. Slowly I take it from the racks and flipping through the pages,page by page. The book is full with snakes pictures of all kind.
I continue flipping the pages until suddenly I almost like scream. It's like I'm choking air and making sound like "Erk!". A picture of a king cobra. The king cobra looked like as if it looked at me straight in the eye! My siblings was there watching the whole time and my brother said "OMG! Cammon! Not even pictures???? For God sake, you're holding and flipping the pages yourself! Still you can't handle it, don't you..?".
Yeah... even though I was conscious and aware that I am holding and flipping the book, still I could not handle it. My phobias remains.....
Well, regardless of what people think, I think phobias are what's make us unique and individuals. Fears of something is not a sign of weaknesses but it's a sign of amazement of the creations made by our Supreme Creator. Think about it... 'Lu Pikirlah Sendiri!'.
So not true!
I've tried that once, it just doesn't work.
I have phobias with creepy-crawling-slithering reptiles,particularly snakes. I don't hate them, but I just can't stand them. Just thinking about snakes it gives me shivers;goosebumps all over.
Snakes are mysterious. I'm not saying all snakes are venomous, but they are mysterious.
I don't know when my phobias started but I do know this, when we lived in Mersing, my house always being 'infested'...?no.. that's not the word...hmm...'visited'. Yeah! Correct! Visited by snakes. I've seen many types of them. Encounter them with my own eyes!
There's this one story. I was 8 or 9 years old at that time, and my mak is sending me to sekolah agama rakyat in the evening. When we try to close our grill door, we find it hard to close it.
"The iron must be rusty," mak said. "Slam the grill harder," she asked while she starts and ignites the car engine.
And I did. BLAM!!!! I slammed the door as hard as I could.
Suddenly, blood dripping on the floor. My mak was shocked and quickly checked on me and my fingers if ever I cut myself while slamming the door. "It's not me, mak..I'm not hurt. Not me..," I explained.
Then we looked up on the top of the grill door.. There it was..A black and yellow stripe snake about 1 feet in length wounded and almost decapitated because it's head stuck between the door. It was coiling at the top of the grill door when I slammed it. Poor thing. Mak was so scared to remove it plus I was very late to go to school. So, in the evening, abah had to remove it and dumped it to the river next to our house.(I guess so...I wasn't there when he removed it, but I assume that he dumped it there. I don't think he buried it because he too can't stand snake).Another encounter happens when I was studying under a 'cherry' tree. My parents built a very nice 'pangkin' under the tree so that we can enjoy our evening tea outside the house.
The day before, my mak told me that when she's doing laundry that day, something happened. When she hangs abah's trouser at the clothing line outside our house, a baby bright yellow snake falls down from his pocket. The little thing must be in there for quite sometime and have to experience the torturing when the trouser being washed in the washing machine. The baby snake ran away as soon as it hits the ground.
Ok, continuing about me studying under the cherry tree. When I was studying I was so distracted with all the ripe cherries above me. The yellow branches and leaves with the bright red cherries dangling above my head was so tempting! I could not resist but to climb the branches and picked the cherries. While I was trying to climb the tree , I grabbed this tiny yellow 'branch'.. and then, the 'branch' stick it's tongue out!
I screamed like a mad girl, jumped from the tree and ran into my house. My mak was there witnessing the whole thing and she laughed her guts out. She said I ran like there's no more ground(dalam peribahasa Melayunya... lari tak cukup tanah!). I almost peed in my pants and she laughed?? How cruel~~ LOL! Maybe the 'branch' I've grabbed was the baby snake that fells down abah's pocket.
As years go by, my phobias grows.I can't even think about snake. It creeps me out. I've been to too many zoos and reptiles sanctuaries, and whenever I'm there I don't like to be touch. If anything or anyone touched me while I am walking among the displayed of reptiles(snakes), may it be in an aquariums or cages or glass boxes, I would definitely screamed my heart out. And sometimes maybe cry.
Ok...
I've tried to overcome my fears/phobias. Small steps at a time. So one day, my family and I went to the MPH bookstore outlet at City Square. While my parents are looking for books me and my siblings hanged out at the General and Hobbies book sections. While I was watching my brother and sister,I found a book that catches my eye;World of Snakes. Slowly I take it from the racks and flipping through the pages,page by page. The book is full with snakes pictures of all kind.
I continue flipping the pages until suddenly I almost like scream. It's like I'm choking air and making sound like "Erk!". A picture of a king cobra. The king cobra looked like as if it looked at me straight in the eye! My siblings was there watching the whole time and my brother said "OMG! Cammon! Not even pictures???? For God sake, you're holding and flipping the pages yourself! Still you can't handle it, don't you..?".
Yeah... even though I was conscious and aware that I am holding and flipping the book, still I could not handle it. My phobias remains.....
Well, regardless of what people think, I think phobias are what's make us unique and individuals. Fears of something is not a sign of weaknesses but it's a sign of amazement of the creations made by our Supreme Creator. Think about it... 'Lu Pikirlah Sendiri!'.
Thursday, August 07, 2008
Compilation of Funny Conversations
Conversation 1
Taken place in the elevator/ lift of Block C, Danga View.
(A Chinese Aunty from the 6th floor rushing into the elevator)
Me : What floor aunty?
C.A : (gasping for air)6 please.. thank you!
(She's looking at me pushing the button to my floor and her floor).
C.A : Owh, you live on the 11th floor?
Me : Yes. (smile)
C.A : The teacher, is she your sister?
Me : No, she's my mother.
C.A :(shocked) Aiya! Really aar? Then why you're so big?
Me : DEFINE 'BIG',PLEASE....
Conversation 2
Taken place in the car when 'makcik'/mommy is driving Ina home from school.
Moms : So, how was your public speaking?
Ina : Cat got my tongue..
Moms : Did the cat brush it's teeth first?
Conversation 3
Taken place in the car, abah is driving.
Ina : I don't know what to talk about or how to do the public speaking...(whining)
Moms : I taught you've done your research for materials?
Ina : Yeah...still not enough. I don't know how should I start to speak. It's 3 minutes talking, what should I do...!
Me : Well... I'm a very good speaker when I was in highschool. Let me give you some tips. If you're worried so much about how to spent your 3 minutes, you can take your time and utter your speech word by word...Like this," GooOOooOOOOod.... moOOOOooOrning .....teEEeEeachers anddddddddd.... fellOOOOOooow.... stuUUUUuudent, toOOOOooooday I would liIIiiiiKKkke to talkKKKkkKkk aboOOooOOOOouUUut...yoOOOOoooou lisSSSSSssten to me talkKkKKKKKkkk...(starting to make fun of the whole thing)..". If you want to make your speech interesting, you can include proverbs or any quotations or maybe pantun like " break glass,break glass, after you read, don't forget to reply". Huahauahauahauahaua!
Abah : Hahaha...! Break glass HAhahahaha!
Ina : (sigh) Yeah...rite...funny!
Conversation 4
Taken place at the MATTA Fair , Da Zon, JB.
(A very handsome promoter of Swiss Garden Hotel Branches is promoting their offer to mommy. I sit next o her)
Promoter : Is this your daughter?
Moms : Yeah.
Promoter : The oldest?
Me : DEFINE OLD,PLEASE...
Promoter : Sorry, I mean big..
Me : WHAT?????
(We walked away!)
Taken place in the elevator/ lift of Block C, Danga View.
(A Chinese Aunty from the 6th floor rushing into the elevator)
Me : What floor aunty?
C.A : (gasping for air)6 please.. thank you!
(She's looking at me pushing the button to my floor and her floor).
C.A : Owh, you live on the 11th floor?
Me : Yes. (smile)
C.A : The teacher, is she your sister?
Me : No, she's my mother.
C.A :(shocked) Aiya! Really aar? Then why you're so big?
Me : DEFINE 'BIG',PLEASE....
Conversation 2
Taken place in the car when 'makcik'/mommy is driving Ina home from school.
Moms : So, how was your public speaking?
Ina : Cat got my tongue..
Moms : Did the cat brush it's teeth first?
Conversation 3
Taken place in the car, abah is driving.
Ina : I don't know what to talk about or how to do the public speaking...(whining)
Moms : I taught you've done your research for materials?
Ina : Yeah...still not enough. I don't know how should I start to speak. It's 3 minutes talking, what should I do...!
Me : Well... I'm a very good speaker when I was in highschool. Let me give you some tips. If you're worried so much about how to spent your 3 minutes, you can take your time and utter your speech word by word...Like this," GooOOooOOOOod.... moOOOOooOrning .....teEEeEeachers anddddddddd.... fellOOOOOooow.... stuUUUUuudent, toOOOOooooday I would liIIiiiiKKkke to talkKKKkkKkk aboOOooOOOOouUUut...yoOOOOoooou lisSSSSSssten to me talkKkKKKKKkkk...(starting to make fun of the whole thing)..". If you want to make your speech interesting, you can include proverbs or any quotations or maybe pantun like " break glass,break glass, after you read, don't forget to reply". Huahauahauahauahaua!
Abah : Hahaha...! Break glass HAhahahaha!
Ina : (sigh) Yeah...rite...funny!
Conversation 4
Taken place at the MATTA Fair , Da Zon, JB.
(A very handsome promoter of Swiss Garden Hotel Branches is promoting their offer to mommy. I sit next o her)
Promoter : Is this your daughter?
Moms : Yeah.
Promoter : The oldest?
Me : DEFINE OLD,PLEASE...
Promoter : Sorry, I mean big..
Me : WHAT?????
(We walked away!)
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
A day with my dad
Last Monday, abah took a day off from work. Staying at home with me and Ina. Ina ponteng sekolah because she was too penat from her yesterday participation of choral speaking competition at Nusajaya. Well, she and her friends won first place..out of 3 schools that participated that is! So lame... The prize she won..a RM2000 voucher rebate to buy a house at Nusajaya! Wth???!! At least, kasik la piala and hamper sorang satu...what will the kids do with that voucher??? They can't redeem it for cash..!
Oh yeah, I'm not writing to talk about my lil sis. My attention is to write the time I spent with my abah. So let me continue...
Well, in the morning, abah and I when for grocery shopping at Giant Tampoi. In the car on our way to the supermarket, we talked and flashbacks memories when I was in standard 1(primary school). My abah was a teacher at my school. He teaches Alam dan Manusia for standard 4 and 5. I told him in the car about a few friends in my class at that time used to sell peanuts covered with sambal in little packagings. They sell it for 5 cents each and it was a hot seller at that time. My abah laughed. It's funny and sometimes awkward to see abah laughed for such a simple joke(although I don't think I was telling him a joke at that time...I only shared my stories with him).
Then a complete silence in the car...
" You know...I've been thinking..," abah said to me.
" What are you thinking?".
" I kinda like being at home, away from work," abah spoke softly.
" Yeah, it does isn't it?".
" I think, I would like to retire early. Maybe at 56 years old. I've signed my options paper to retire at 58, but I think I would like to take it back," I was shocked to hear that. Not a word came out from my mouth in responds to what he just said to me. " I like being at home. Resting, reading newspaper, doing grocery shopping and in the evening I can play tennis with you!" he continues.
I smiled.
It's not that I don't like my abah to retire early. It's his choice. But I was shocked that he decided to retire early. He's always love doing his work. And to see and hear that he wants to retire early, it showed that he doesn't like his work anymore. Why? Why my abah is so different now? What's make him different? I need to know! I hate to see this new changes in abah. Lack of passion! I like to see my abah being the charismatic person around the office....
However, if he decided to retire early, I don't have any objections. He will have my full support. It's his decision. I respect that. Maybe when he retired, we can spent a lot of time together. I love playing tennis with abah in the evening. We've been playing tennis for the past month and now we're playing it everyday. Every 6pm, an hour session everyday for the past 4 days. My wrist is still sore right now...
Oh yeah, I need to share with you all a lesson that I've learned in this couple of days...
OPTIMISTIC sometimes can be a bad thing. When you're too optimistic, you raise your hope high,as high as the mountain. But when things doesn't go the way you expect it to be, your optimism will crush you.
So , in what ever we do, we must put our feet on the ground. Get in touch with reality every now and then, especially when you sense that you're being too optimistic about something.
Get real! Having optimistic mind is good, but don't be too optimistic!
XOXO
Zetty@Nad@Sez
Oh yeah, I'm not writing to talk about my lil sis. My attention is to write the time I spent with my abah. So let me continue...
Well, in the morning, abah and I when for grocery shopping at Giant Tampoi. In the car on our way to the supermarket, we talked and flashbacks memories when I was in standard 1(primary school). My abah was a teacher at my school. He teaches Alam dan Manusia for standard 4 and 5. I told him in the car about a few friends in my class at that time used to sell peanuts covered with sambal in little packagings. They sell it for 5 cents each and it was a hot seller at that time. My abah laughed. It's funny and sometimes awkward to see abah laughed for such a simple joke(although I don't think I was telling him a joke at that time...I only shared my stories with him).
Then a complete silence in the car...
" You know...I've been thinking..," abah said to me.
" What are you thinking?".
" I kinda like being at home, away from work," abah spoke softly.
" Yeah, it does isn't it?".
" I think, I would like to retire early. Maybe at 56 years old. I've signed my options paper to retire at 58, but I think I would like to take it back," I was shocked to hear that. Not a word came out from my mouth in responds to what he just said to me. " I like being at home. Resting, reading newspaper, doing grocery shopping and in the evening I can play tennis with you!" he continues.
I smiled.
It's not that I don't like my abah to retire early. It's his choice. But I was shocked that he decided to retire early. He's always love doing his work. And to see and hear that he wants to retire early, it showed that he doesn't like his work anymore. Why? Why my abah is so different now? What's make him different? I need to know! I hate to see this new changes in abah. Lack of passion! I like to see my abah being the charismatic person around the office....
However, if he decided to retire early, I don't have any objections. He will have my full support. It's his decision. I respect that. Maybe when he retired, we can spent a lot of time together. I love playing tennis with abah in the evening. We've been playing tennis for the past month and now we're playing it everyday. Every 6pm, an hour session everyday for the past 4 days. My wrist is still sore right now...
Oh yeah, I need to share with you all a lesson that I've learned in this couple of days...
OPTIMISTIC sometimes can be a bad thing. When you're too optimistic, you raise your hope high,as high as the mountain. But when things doesn't go the way you expect it to be, your optimism will crush you.
So , in what ever we do, we must put our feet on the ground. Get in touch with reality every now and then, especially when you sense that you're being too optimistic about something.
Get real! Having optimistic mind is good, but don't be too optimistic!
XOXO
Zetty@Nad@Sez
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Happy Friendship Day..
I've googled for "when is friendship day?", the answer "5th August".
I guess I'm a lil bit early posting my shout outs to all my friends.
Everyday is a learning for me. I've learned too many in life. But learning is a never ending process. As long as you're alive, you're learning something everyday. Quoting from the Astro ad,"The world is a one big classroom".
I've learned something about friendship...
I've learned it yesterday morning.
It was clear to me how i am a fool.
I cherished 'friends' whom i thought and considered as not only friends,but as brothers. Unfortunately, these sets of 'friends' are not really true friends. They care nothing about me. They have not contacted me for so long. When we were close, they feed on my cookings, we shared tears and laughters,but ever since I've broke up with my ex, Piko , we fell apart. The friendship that I've known is no longer there. So, I've decided to delete my friendster account. I could not bear seeing updates from them. I hate being jealous. It's like a demon luring inside me. I need to kill it before it spreads to my entire body, mind and soul. It's unhealthy.
So I did.
But I wasn't a fool when I realized that.
I am a fool when I realized the friends that I've once neglected and abandoned are the friends who really cares about me. Although I hardly contacted them on regular basis, but they still make an effort to know about my well being. Some of them even said how they are missing me so much! I was overwhelmed. I am a fool for neglecting our friendship before...
...and I'm not making the same mistake again. Period!
After deleting my friendster account, I've opened up a facebook account. This account are for the friends that I now cherish because I know they are very genuine in friendships. Many thanks to my cousin whom my family and I really,really,really 'sayang', Hadzri Khadri aka Mamo, for introducing facebook to me. I'm looking forward to accept any growing gifts or green patch from you,cousin..any day now..!
To all my friends,chatters friends,blogger friends,campus friends,new friends from facebook...Happy Friendship Week/Day! May our friendship be blessed by Allah and may Allah blessed all of you everyday in your life.
To Sameerah Roseley,Kamaliana Sagiman and other friends who are getting married this weekend, CONGRATULATIONS YOU GUYS!!! May Allah bless everyday of your married life with joy,lots of love and happiness! Make beautiful babies ok???LOL...Although I couldn't make it to your weddings, you're all in my prayers.
Speaking of baby, many congratulations to Odham aka Odie and his wife for the birth of his first child,a son, Mikael Adam bin Odham. My message to Mikael Adam, "Papa cakap Adam ensem. Dia kata esok Adam dah besar, gerenti Adam masuk Majalah Mangga. Aunty Zet dah pesan dengan papa, Aunty book Adam jadi menantu Aunty. Aunty make sure, esok pas Aunty kawen(tatau bila),Aunty akan buat wife yang cun dan comel dan pandai masak macam Aunty, ok???".
Congratulations also to new preggers; Komeng and Piko's wife, Hidayah. :) To Lin aka Fazlin, I really think the doctor is true. I think you will have a baby girl! Hooorahhhh.... (since I've given you a lot of baby girl dresses,I hate to see them going to waste). Oh, yeah...come again to JB,ok??? Next time, stay here a little bit longer.... I didn't get the chance to take you to my favorite places to hangouts.
To Asyida aka Syeisyedot aka Adonz, get well soon!! I hope you took a picture of your walking with cane! LOL! I wonder if you look so much like Dr. House.
To Izzu, you're such a hunk! I never knew that you will look good with no hair then when you had hair! LOL! Keep on the good work!
To NorAznita, a friend who followed her husband to Kuwait last month, "I'll be missing you...!!".
And last but not least, my condolence to my friend,Aril and his family for the lost of his brother, Ayui. May his soul be blessed... Al-Fatihah.
New friendship blooms,old friendship strengthen, lost friendship..may it be found again.
*hugs and kisses to all*
I guess I'm a lil bit early posting my shout outs to all my friends.
Everyday is a learning for me. I've learned too many in life. But learning is a never ending process. As long as you're alive, you're learning something everyday. Quoting from the Astro ad,"The world is a one big classroom".
I've learned something about friendship...
I've learned it yesterday morning.
It was clear to me how i am a fool.
I cherished 'friends' whom i thought and considered as not only friends,but as brothers. Unfortunately, these sets of 'friends' are not really true friends. They care nothing about me. They have not contacted me for so long. When we were close, they feed on my cookings, we shared tears and laughters,but ever since I've broke up with my ex, Piko , we fell apart. The friendship that I've known is no longer there. So, I've decided to delete my friendster account. I could not bear seeing updates from them. I hate being jealous. It's like a demon luring inside me. I need to kill it before it spreads to my entire body, mind and soul. It's unhealthy.
So I did.
But I wasn't a fool when I realized that.
I am a fool when I realized the friends that I've once neglected and abandoned are the friends who really cares about me. Although I hardly contacted them on regular basis, but they still make an effort to know about my well being. Some of them even said how they are missing me so much! I was overwhelmed. I am a fool for neglecting our friendship before...
...and I'm not making the same mistake again. Period!
After deleting my friendster account, I've opened up a facebook account. This account are for the friends that I now cherish because I know they are very genuine in friendships. Many thanks to my cousin whom my family and I really,really,really 'sayang', Hadzri Khadri aka Mamo, for introducing facebook to me. I'm looking forward to accept any growing gifts or green patch from you,cousin..any day now..!
To all my friends,chatters friends,blogger friends,campus friends,new friends from facebook...Happy Friendship Week/Day! May our friendship be blessed by Allah and may Allah blessed all of you everyday in your life.
To Sameerah Roseley,Kamaliana Sagiman and other friends who are getting married this weekend, CONGRATULATIONS YOU GUYS!!! May Allah bless everyday of your married life with joy,lots of love and happiness! Make beautiful babies ok???LOL...Although I couldn't make it to your weddings, you're all in my prayers.
Speaking of baby, many congratulations to Odham aka Odie and his wife for the birth of his first child,a son, Mikael Adam bin Odham. My message to Mikael Adam, "Papa cakap Adam ensem. Dia kata esok Adam dah besar, gerenti Adam masuk Majalah Mangga. Aunty Zet dah pesan dengan papa, Aunty book Adam jadi menantu Aunty. Aunty make sure, esok pas Aunty kawen(tatau bila),Aunty akan buat wife yang cun dan comel dan pandai masak macam Aunty, ok???".
Congratulations also to new preggers; Komeng and Piko's wife, Hidayah. :) To Lin aka Fazlin, I really think the doctor is true. I think you will have a baby girl! Hooorahhhh.... (since I've given you a lot of baby girl dresses,I hate to see them going to waste). Oh, yeah...come again to JB,ok??? Next time, stay here a little bit longer.... I didn't get the chance to take you to my favorite places to hangouts.
To Asyida aka Syeisyedot aka Adonz, get well soon!! I hope you took a picture of your walking with cane! LOL! I wonder if you look so much like Dr. House.
To Izzu, you're such a hunk! I never knew that you will look good with no hair then when you had hair! LOL! Keep on the good work!
To NorAznita, a friend who followed her husband to Kuwait last month, "I'll be missing you...!!".
And last but not least, my condolence to my friend,Aril and his family for the lost of his brother, Ayui. May his soul be blessed... Al-Fatihah.
New friendship blooms,old friendship strengthen, lost friendship..may it be found again.
*hugs and kisses to all*
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Review Konsert 1 AF6: Antara AF6 dan Tapir Kudung di Majalah 3
..saya memilih untuk menonton tapir kudung di Majalah 3. Lagi best! Hahaha..
Bayangkan, tapir yang kudung tu lagi menarik ceritanya dari peserta-peserta AF6!
Kesian ...
However...bukan semua peserta dalam AF6 tu hampeh... ada la sorang dua yang ok. Contoh, Atoi(dia dapat lagu mudah...so...tak leh beri dia credit banyak sangat. But yet I like his character & self present. Sempoi, jujur and tak control macho.),Nadia (suara dia ngam ho...!!! Kalau dia terus di asah dan di asah, confirm dia jadi batu asah! Haha!)& Stacy (I dunno why Ogy Ahmad Daud tak puas hati lagi dengan persembahan dia. At least, she carried out the english song given to her not like Ika. Dah tukar lagu pun hampeh..).
Stanly.. I expect more from him. With voice like him, I thought he could have done better. Dia mengecewakan saya kerana lagu tu favourite saya and he could not carry it as good as it should be. Anyway, Stanly punya face feature and the way he opens his mouth when he sings reminds me of my bestbuddy, Izzu. Betul, Izzu.. muka Stanly tu buat aku teringat kat kau!
Riz..I thought he is good... tapikan...macam eksyen sangat...Ada sikit rasa meluat...
Peserta lain-lain? Bluerrghhh...not worth watching. Saya pun tadi tengok sekejap-sekejap je. Saya lebih banyak menonton Majalah 3. Kemudian tengok movie kat Hallmark kejap.. Pastu tengok Survivor China kejap. Jauh lebih menarik perhatian dari AF6.
AC Mizal sebagai pengacara? Dia masih dalam proses nak biasakan diri atas pentas konsert akademi fantasia kot? Well..good luck for him!
P/S:- Kaki kiri makin sakit.Hari ni je rasa denyut yang amat sangat... 1st April ni mummy/makcik nak bawa jumpa specialist kat KL. Wish me luck...
Bayangkan, tapir yang kudung tu lagi menarik ceritanya dari peserta-peserta AF6!
Kesian ...
However...bukan semua peserta dalam AF6 tu hampeh... ada la sorang dua yang ok. Contoh, Atoi(dia dapat lagu mudah...so...tak leh beri dia credit banyak sangat. But yet I like his character & self present. Sempoi, jujur and tak control macho.),Nadia (suara dia ngam ho...!!! Kalau dia terus di asah dan di asah, confirm dia jadi batu asah! Haha!)& Stacy (I dunno why Ogy Ahmad Daud tak puas hati lagi dengan persembahan dia. At least, she carried out the english song given to her not like Ika. Dah tukar lagu pun hampeh..).
Stanly.. I expect more from him. With voice like him, I thought he could have done better. Dia mengecewakan saya kerana lagu tu favourite saya and he could not carry it as good as it should be. Anyway, Stanly punya face feature and the way he opens his mouth when he sings reminds me of my bestbuddy, Izzu. Betul, Izzu.. muka Stanly tu buat aku teringat kat kau!
Riz..I thought he is good... tapikan...macam eksyen sangat...Ada sikit rasa meluat...
Peserta lain-lain? Bluerrghhh...not worth watching. Saya pun tadi tengok sekejap-sekejap je. Saya lebih banyak menonton Majalah 3. Kemudian tengok movie kat Hallmark kejap.. Pastu tengok Survivor China kejap. Jauh lebih menarik perhatian dari AF6.
AC Mizal sebagai pengacara? Dia masih dalam proses nak biasakan diri atas pentas konsert akademi fantasia kot? Well..good luck for him!
P/S:- Kaki kiri makin sakit.Hari ni je rasa denyut yang amat sangat... 1st April ni mummy/makcik nak bawa jumpa specialist kat KL. Wish me luck...
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