Monday, December 6, 2010


Rasulullah saw bersabda :
"Barangsiapa yang berhijrah untuk Allah dan RasulNya maka hijrahnya untuk Allah dan RasulNya. Barangsiapa yang berhijrah untuk dunia (untuk memperolehi keuntungan duniawi) dan untuk menikahi wanita maka hijrah itu untuk apa yang diniatkannya." (HR Bukhari).

Kata kunci dari hijrah adalah "Perubahan" iaitu perubahan menuju kepada yang lebih baik dalam segala perkara.

Perubahan itu dilakukan semata-mata :

1. Kerana kebaikan.
2. Kerana manfaat.
3. Kerana mencari ridha Allah swt.

Mari kita hayati semangat Hijrah ini insyaAllah

Wassalam.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Bok...













This is Muhammad Mursyid, my nephew. Born on 9 June 2010 at Ampang Putri (hoping could share birthdate with me, tapi terlepaih few days). Anak nombor 9 and we all hope he is the youngest! Masa lahir, he is not as de-bok as this. Last Sunday singgah rumah dia, wow, here he is! Nampak 'selungguk' dalam baby seat. Nampak dia macam tak larat nak angkat muka. Pipi dia sungguh de-bok. Tapi dia comel la... Bila aku dengan mak dia sembang, dia senyum saja. And... he is so cute! Mak dia pun kecik2 dulu debob jugak, so kami panggil dia Bok. Lekat nama tu sampai besag. La ni tak ada lagi dah. Dah moden! Tapi orang-orang kampung still panggil dia Bok. Now I am going to call this Mursyid, Bok. Tengok lekat ke tidak nama tu... And... he is going to be my next 'anak angkat'...


"Children are handful at times, but a heartful all the time..."

Monday, August 9, 2010

Andai Ini Ramadhan Terakhir ......


This piece had been with me since 2003 (the first time I got it and shared with friends and sisters through e-mail). Thanks to the origin, since then over the years still saw it being passed around and kept alive. As a reminder for us all. Mudah-mudahan Allah SWT memberi kita kesempatan untuk melakukan sebaik-baik amal ibadat sebelum kita pulang kepadaNya...Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan Al-Mubarak dan Selamat Berpuasa. Moga Ramadhan ini merupakan Ramadhan yang terbaik...

Andai Ini Ramadhan Terakhir....
Wahai insan ... renunglah engkau akan nasib diri
Wahai kalbu ... sedarkah engkau akan gerak hati
Wahai akal ... terfikirkah engkau akan apa yang bakal terjadi
andai ini merupakan Ramadhan yang terakhir kali buatmu?
Sekujur jasad yang bakal berlalu pergi
Tatkala usia bernoktah di penghujung kehidupan duniawi
Apabila tiba saat tepat seperti yang dijanji Ilahi
Kematian ... adalah sesuatu yang pasti

Andai kau tahu ini Ramadhan terakhir....
Tentu siangnya engkau sibuk berzikir
Biarpun anak tekak kering kehausan air
Tentu engkau tak akan jemu melagukan syair rindu
Mendayu ... merayu ... kepadaNya - Tuhan yang satu

Andai kau tahu ini Ramadhan terakhir ...
Tentu solatmu di kerjakan di awal waktu
Solat yang kusyu' lagi tawadhu'
Tubuh, minda dan kalbu ... bersatu memperhamba diri
Mengadap Rabbul Jalil ... menangisi kecurangan janji
"Innasolati wanusuki wamahya-ya, wamama-ti, lillahirabbil 'a-lamin"
(sesungguhnya solatku, ibadahku, hidupku dan matiku...
ku serahkan hanya kepada Allah, Tuhan seru sekelian alam)

Andai kau tahu ini Ramadhan terakhir ...
Tidak akan kau persiakan walau sesaat yang berlalu
Di setiap kesempatan, juga masa yang terluang
Alunan al-Quran bakal kau dendang ... bakal kau syairkan

Andai kau tahu ini Ramadhan terakhir ...
Tentu malammu engkau sibukkan dengan berterawih ..
berqiamullail .. bertahajjud
Mengadu .. merintih.. meminta belas kasih
"Sesungguhnya aku tidak layak untuk ke syurgaMu
Tetapi... aku juga tidak sanggup untuk ke nerakaMu
Oleh itu, duhai Illahi ... kasihanilah hambaMu ini"

Andai kau tahu ini Ramadhan terakhir ...
Tentu dirimu tidak akan melupakan mereka yang tersayang
Bersama meriahkan Ramadhan .. memburu .. mencari suatu malam idaman
Yang lebih berkat dari seribu bulan

Andai kau tahu ini Ramadhan terakhir ...
Tentu engkau bakal bersedia batin dan zahir
Mempersiap diri .. rohani dan jasmani
Menanti jemputan Izrail
Di kiri dan kanan lorong-lorong redha Ar-Rahman

Duhai Illahi ...
Andai ini Ramadhan terakhir buat kami ...
Jadikanlah ia Ramadhan paling bererti, paling berseri
Menerangi kegelapan hati-hati kami
Menyuluhi diri ke jalan menuju redha serta kasih sayangMu, ya Illahi
Moga bakal mewarnai kehidupan kami di sana nanti

Namun ...
Tidak akan ada manusia yang bakal mengetahui
Sama ada Ramadhan ini merupakan yang terakhir kali ...
Hanya yang termampu bagi seseorang hamba itu berusaha ... bersedia
Meminta belasNya andai benar ini Ramadhan terakhir buat kita.
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"Allah has promised to believers, men and women, gardens under which river flow to dwell them eternally homes of everlasting bliss. But the pleasure of Allah is greatest. That is the supreme triumph." {Tawbah 9:72}

Friday, August 6, 2010

Big sister....


My eldest sister, who is now in Bangkok following her hubby on diplomatic mission will be back in KL. For now, it is for good. Her hubby is identified for a promotion and the boss wants him back, so kena la balik. Spoke to her tadi. Confirmed, this romeo and juliet will be flying back on 24th September. Good to have her back here. At least I can say my coffee-mate is back! Her children would be most happy I supposed. At least a cook, a cleaner, a gardener, a 'motivator' and finally a mother is back! Kuching dia si Putih lagi la suka. He must have missed his 'mama'. Kakak aku ni a cat lover. Masa dia duduk DJ, stray cats suka melepak & menumpang outside her house, in her garden. Banyak betul and one after another. Siap beli cat food. When this juliet followed her romeo to Kuwait, I helped took care of the house and the cats. Semua kuching-kuching stray tu ada nama. She took care of the cats macam her own babies. Some of which I could remember - tottie, aneyraj, raj, bruce, to name a few. Banyak lagi. A few mati kena langgar. Aku pun dah performed few funerals for these cats and kittens. My sis punya garden tu pun dah turned into cats' burial ground. Putih came back later on with her from Kuwait. Lawa kuching tu. Putih bersih and so gebu. Now tak tau how he looked liked. Dah lama tak tengok.


It is a good feeling to have my big sis back. She is a good friend, a good motivator. Kalau nak her advise kena tahan telinga.... That I have learned. But it sure did a lot of good.

"Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And departing, leave behind us Footprints on the Sands of Time." - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow -

Stop to think....


Extracts from Don't Be Sad by 'Aaidh ibn Abdullah al-Qarni

Three mistakes that are common in our everyday lives
~ Wasting time.
~ Talking about matters that don't concern us, matters that are none of our business. "From the goodness of one's Islam is leaving alone that which does not concern him."
~ Being preoccupied with trivial issues. Listening to rumours, predictions, and gossips are three common examples. Having this characteristic results in paranoia, anxiety, and a lack of purpose if life.

"So Allah gave them the reward of this world, and the excellent reward of the Hereafter" {Qu'ran 3 : 148}
"My Guidance shall neither go astray, nor fall into distress and misery" {Qu'ran 20 : 123}


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Caca merba .....



Fighting with flu and cough and mild fever. Antibodi dah tak kuat! I am in the office clearing off works for the day, dengan kerja-kerja yang tak pernah habis. The boss is travelling, but office work continues. No ending... Well, maybe my time management dah jadi haywire semenjak dua menjak ni. I better start re-organizing, my work and more importantly my life. I'll do it insyaAllah. Ramadhan is approaching, seperti biasa dengan azam yang sama, yang berkobar-kobar setiap tahun. Hopefully this year's Ramadhan will be better than past years. InsyaAllah. Baca paper tadi, rasanya huru hara sekejap minda ni. Kes kemungkinan bunuh dan bunuh diri, kes Melaka membenarkan remaja bawah umur kahwin. Kes kemungkinan bunuh dan bunuh diri tu tak payah lah nak ulas. Bukan hak kita pun. Hanya Allah yang mengetahui apa sebenarnya terjadi. Alfatihah untuk yang dah dipanggilNya. Bagaimana cara kita dipanggil, bukan hak kita untuk mendebatkannya. Hanya amalan kita insyaAllah bakal penentu. Allah Maha Mengetahui, Maha Pengampun, Maha Penyayang. Untuk seketika ini, Kita yang hidup perlu insaf, kematian datang tak lewat sesaat, tak awal sesaat. Cukup masa, kita dipanggil mengadapNya. Cukupkah bekalan? MasyaAllah, takut memikirkan bekalan yang akan dibawa. Menginsafi hidup ini dan mengambil iktibar segala kejadian yang berlaku. Kes remaja bawah umur boleh kahwin tu pun aku malas nak mengulas. My personal view - Is this the best 'they' can do to elakkan whatever kes, kes hamil luar nikah, kes buang bayi. And do you all think this is the best? Personally, I think this is not. As for many other issues, be it state or national issues, kita suka ambil jalan singkat, jalan mudah. We never tackle the root of the problems. Well, the debate will go on by so many quarters for quite a while. It will subside when new issues arise....believe me. Tok sah lah pening-pening kepala.. contohi saja macam Bung Mokhtar and his new 'sparkling' wife... keluar mahkamah pun senyum sampai ke telinga, macam keluar dari shopping kat Pavillion!

"Maka tatkala mereka melupakan peringatan yang telah diberikan kepada mereka, Kami pun membukakan semua pintu-pintu kesenangan untuk mereka, sehingga apabila mereka gembira dengan apa yang telah diberikan kepada mereka, Kami seksa mereka dengan sekonyong-konyong, maka ketika itu mereka terdiam berputus asa." {Surah al-An'am (6:44)}

Friday, July 30, 2010

Birth of twin nephews .....



My youngest sis, Ina gave birth to twin boys today at KL GH. Was there with Imi, waiting outside the operation theatre (she went thru C-section). These two boys are her second and third. So three boys in the family. Syukur, alhamdulillah all went well. Managed to see and snapped picture of the younger one. The abang kena masuk wad, under observation.

Happy birthday boys.... semoga membesar menjadi anak-anak yang berjaya dunia dan akhirat. Nak jadi anak angkat siapa... mak ngah ke mak cik? Hmmm...

Can't write long. Had to rush off. Going to UPM Serdang fetch kakak. Will be with us for the weekend. Yay!!! I miss her.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Anniversary....






It has been a long while since this blog is updated. Had been terribly busy. Throughout May/June and most of July. Can't find the right time to sit and blog. But today, I just had to do it. I want to be able to wish my dearest sister, Sharos on her wedding anniversary and on this blog. It meant a lot to me and hopefully to her....

Sharos, happy 4th anniversary. Always remember what we have spoken about... about all the ups and downs in life. Kak Iza's phrase - kebahagiaan boleh dicipta dan harus dicari. It is true. Find the meaning behind it and work for it. InsyaAllah, you will be able to breeze through this life with open heart, open mind. I wish you happiness, joy and a blessed life, insyaAllah.


"Remember your promises and renew them....reflect on dreams that were yours...recall the best of your good times... and rejoice in a love that endures...."

Friday, May 14, 2010

Susahnya menjaga hati ............




An article that was sent to my mail box today. Sent by my SIL, Shina. The original source of this article is unknown. I thought it is worth sharing ....

Susahnya menjaga hati. Sedangkan ia adalah tempat pandangan Allah swt. Ia merupakan wadah rebutan di antara malaikat dan syaitan. Masing-masing ingin mengisi. Malaikat dengan hidayah, syaitan dengan kekufuran. Bila tiada hidayah, ada ilmu pun tidak menjamin dapat selamat, sekalipun ilmu diperlukan. Susahnya menjaga hati. Bila dipuji, ia berbunga. Terasa luar biasa. Bila dicaci, aduh, sakitnya. Pencaci dibenci. Bahkan berdendam sampai mati. Bila berilmu atau kaya, sombong mengisi dada. Jika miskin atau kurang ilmu, rendah diri pula dengan manusia. Adakalanya kecewa. Kemuncaknya putus asa. Pada takdir yang menimpa, kita susah untuk redha. Ujian yang datang, sabar tiada. Jiwa menderita. Melihat kelebihan orang lain, hati tersiksa. Kesusahan orang lain, hati menghina. Bahkan terhibur pula. Suka menegur orang, tapi bila ditegur hati luka. Aduh, susahnya menjaga hati. Patutlah ia dikatakan raja diri. Bukankah sifat sombong pakaian Raja?! Bukan mudah menahan marah apabila orang marah kepada kita atau orang membuat kesalahan kepada kita. Bukan mudah tidak membalas terhadap orang yang menganiaya dan memfitnah kita. Sedangkan mereka menyusahkan kita, dan kita pun menderita dibuatnya. Tidak mudah menahan perasaan hati agar tidak berbunga ketika ada orang memuji kita. Apakah kita boleh menolak pujian itu dengan rasa hati bahawa kita tidak layak menerimanya? Tidak mudah, biasanya hati sedap dan berbunga rasanya. Apabila kita berhadapan dengan orang serba istimewa, ada yang kaya, berjawatan tinggi, tinggi ilmunya sedangkan kita orang biasa saja, biasanya kita inferiority complex dibuatnya, malu pun timbul. Dapatkah kita merasa biasa saja, tidak terasa apa-apa? Tidak mungkin, bukan? Hati tetap akan terasa. Apakah mudah hati kita menahan derita bila mendapat bala bencana? Tidak mudah, biasanya hati kita derita dibuatnya. Kita rasa kecewa, kita rasa kitalah orang yang malang hidup di dunia. Kita tidak dapat hubungkaitkan bala bencana dengan hikmah dan didikan Tuhan kepada kita. Bahkan biasanya selalu saja jahat sangka dengan Tuhan yang melakukannya. Hati kita rasa bahawa tidak semestinya Tuhan menyusahkan kita. Begitu jugalah kalau kita orang istimewa, berilmu, berjawatan tinggi, kaya! Biasanya rasa megah datang tiba-tiba, sombong pun berbunga, mulailah kita menghina. Hidup kita pun mulailah berubah, sebelumnya beragama, boleh lupa agama. Kalau dahulu dapat bergaul dengan orang biasa, sekarang kawan kita golongan atasan sahaja . Hendak bergaul dengan orang biasa seperti dahulu rasanya jatuh wibawa. Begitulah hati manusia sentiasa berubah-ubah apabila berubah keadaan. Susahnya menjaga hati. Namun itu cuma soal hati, mainan hati, mainan perasaan. Yang penting kita dengan Tuhan ada hubungan senantiasa, takut dan cinta. Bila hati terasa bahagia dengan Tuhan, rasa senang dengan-Nya, yang lain-lain tidak ada arti apa-apa.Karena itulah kita disuruh berdoa: “Ya Allah tetapkanlah hati kami di atas agama-Mu, dan mentaati-Mu.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Allah tidak menganiayai mereka, akan tetapi merekalah yang menganiayai diri mereka sendiri."
{Surah Ali Imran : 117}

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Chronology kehidupan......



This is an e-mail conversation which I had with my eldest sister who is in Bangkok following her husband who is on a diplomatic mission there. She is not only a sister, she is a friend. A good one, indeed. I love talking to her sebab she is very practical, very easy. Her mind is always full of wise and interesting views. Her practicality can at times makes all your worries, all your troubles seems so far away... seems nothing. And as if you only worry and troubled yourself for no reason.... She is only a year plus older than me, so ikut chronology kehidupan, we are close. We should be.... Tapi kakak aku ni, masa kami kecik2, dia garang. My other sis, Haiza can testify to that. Ok, back to the e-mail conversation. I am going to reproduce the conversation as an article (mostly her words - almost all!), easier to read and easier to understand.

Tiap hari kita mulakan surah kehidupan dengan segala macam hal. Yang kena kerja rushing to get to work, rushing to get things ready before going to work, yang tak kerja lain hal pulak, all the rushings tetap ada. Perlu tak perlu, another story. Pendek kata, segala mala yang hidup ni akan ada surah kehidupan masing-masing, surah yang bermacam-macam. Enjoy tak enjoy belakang kira. Kalau berkat, amanah, redha, berlapang hati dalam segala hal, insyaallah elok dan indah lah perjalanan hidup kita.

Di sepanjang kehidupan ini, kita akan jumpa manusia yang bermacam-macam hal. Ada yang baik, yang immediately kita rasa boleh dijadikan idola! Ada yang perangai caca-merba, hidup pun jadi caca-merba. Macam-macam kerenah kita tengok. Dalam setiap langkah kehidupan akan ada iktibar, ada pengajaran, depending on how we look at things. Actually, manusia ni memang macam-macam! Kita cerita sikit chronology satay .... betapa kejamnya manusia, sampai binatang tak berdosa diproses jadi satay, jadi mincemeat, jadi burger ... belum dengar lagi binatang proses manusia jadi burger, jadi satay. Kalau adapun, ada binatang yang makan manusia mentah-mentah, tapi lepas tu kalau nasib tak baik, dia kena tembak oleh manusia yang bukan mangsanya, manusia yang tak kena dimamah olehnya. Manusia yang tembak binatang tu, sihat walafiat, tak disentuh pun oleh binatang tu ... paling-paling pun kena gigit nyamuk atau semut je. Macam kes ayam, kesian kat ayam tu... dah la kena sembelih, kena siat, kena potong-potong, direbus, dimasak sampai lembik, bercerai isi dari tulang, macam mayat-mayat mangsa Polpot la pulak dan dimamah oleh manusia. Siapa yang kejam, akal siapa yang teruk, manusia seperti binatang ke, binatang macam manusia. Setahu aku, binatang selalu kalah dengan manusia. Segarang-garang harimau, ditembak dari jauh oleh manusia, boleh mati. Siapa yang kejam?

Anyway, cerita pasal kehidupan kita ni memang tak habis. Mimpi cinderella, mimpi hantu, mimpi tak jadi kenyataan, mimpi tinggal mimpi, pengorbanan yang tak dibalas, semua tu part and parcel of our life. Kadang-kadang kita saja yang tahu yang whatever yang kita buat tu adalah satu pengorbanan, sedangkan recipient pengorbanan kita tu akan sentiasa rasa itu adalah tanggungjawab kita.... paling cun ... dah takdir, dah qada' dan qadar... dan bila ego dah menguasai diri, tak tau nak salah siapa, guna agama sebagai alasan. Macam satu artikel yang aku baca, ada orang pi Mekah buat haji, agen tu tak betul-betul buat arrangement, bila terjadi masaalah, depa kata, apa nak buat, memang la ini dugaan di Mekah, dugaan sama ada kita boleh sabar ke tidak, dugaan kuat ke tidak iman kita. Oooihh, pasal apa nak heret iman dan dugaan ke dalam kesilapan manusia yang tidak merancang terlebih dahulu dengan baik. Betul tak? Selalunya begitu lah. Bila tak mau salahkan diri sendiri, kita tuding jari dekat ayat al-quran, tuding jari kat hadis, tuding jari kat fatwa fatwi. Walhal dalam Islam, segala urusan mesti dibuat dengan sebaiknya. Dari perancangan awal hingga akhir .... mesti dibuat dengan cara military precision. Kalau baca dan kaji sirah-sirah Nabi pun, boleh dicontohi macam mana para nabi dan sahabat membuat perancangan rapi dalam segala hal - masa perang, masa nak lari dari musuh, strategi dakwah, strategi ekonomi dan segala adab peraturan kehidupan seharian - tidur, makan, minum. Tak ada pun kita dengar Nabi salahkan Tuhan atau ayat-ayat yang diturunkan. Hari tu ada orang kena tegur dengan aku pasal dia kata dia tak pergi satu tempat sebab nanti payah nak solat. Aiitt.. bumi ni kepunyaan Allah swt. Dia yang perintahkan kita solat, kalau rasa payah, Dia tak akan perintahkan kita, betul tak? Lalu aku lecture hamba Allah ni, jangan sebut susah nak solat, itu bunyi macam salahkan Allah swt yang telah menyusahkan hidup kita. Sebenarnya kita yang malas nak usaha nak cari masa dan tempat untuk solat... lepas tu salahkan keadaan, tak ada bilik solat la, tak ada masjid la, traffik jam la, majlis terlalu lama, tak sempat la... Macam tu lah lebih kurang bab salah menyalah ni. Blaming everything around us, except ourself!

Dalam hidup ni, kita sentiasa ada persepsi tentang macam-macam. Memang jadi tugas kita to remind each other, sebab kita semua tak perfect. Kita, kalau tak dibendung, kalau tak dikuatkan ikatan persaudaraan, kalau tak ambil peduli masaalah each other, hidup dan persepsi kita tentang segalanya akan sentiasa diulit oleh sindrom "sinetron". Kita akan selalu ingat yang bila permulaan susah, ending akan happy, bila orang jahat, sure ending kena tangkap atau kena bunuh, bila kecik2 miskin, sure bila besar boleh jadi businessman .... tapi tu hanya dalam "sinetron". Dalam realiti kehidupan tak macam tu. Layar dan perjalanan hidup kita hanya untuk tontonan kita. Kita pengarah, kita pelakon, kita la penonton. Kalau bukan kita yang lakarkan hidup kita untuk jadi senang dan tenang, memang tak akan ada siapa lagi yang boleh buat. Biarlah kita melakar dan mengarah hidup kita berpandukan ilmu dan agama. Kalau biarkan orang lain mengarah dan melakarkan hidup kita, memang la boleh jadi "sinetron"! Hmmmm.... any loopholes here?

Just sharing my thoughts and feelings and hope things will be better for all of us in many2 more years to come. No need to worry, no need to ponder about the past.... plan life ahead, give ourselves chance to sparkle.... again and again. Alhamdulillah.

Sis, salam rindu from me. We grew up together, shared all our dreams together, me running to you with my ups and downs. You are always there....thank you. Love you always....
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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Try baca....



Got this in my e-mail. Puas cuba dok baca. Faham tapi tegeliat la lidah. Maklumla, aku kan orang Kedah. And definitely this is not my lingo.... Anyway, enjoy reading ..... (letih buat keje, rest kejap...)

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Mamat rase malassang nök bangung tiddo. Nye gulling-gulling atah katil. Pusing kiri, pusing kanang. Serba dök kene dia berase. Mök Lijöh blèbèr hanyaar kot luör pitu, “Mat! Matahari nök tinggi galöh döh nim, ka’ak rezeki kalu bangung lèwat-lèwat. Mung tak dök kheje ke ari nim?”Dök tahang kene blèbèr Mamat Ppayang pong bikah bangung ceggat dari katil. Baru dia teringat pukol 11 ada kene wat kheje sikit hök Böh dia suroh kemarèng. Mamat pong jungaa tangang dia ambèk tuala. Pèsèngang mandi P. Ramlee pulök pagi nim, al maklunglah pukol 10.30 döh. Dari Manir nök jembe ke Jalang Batah Baru tu jauh jugök. Pah tu nök kena bereti stèsèng minyok Petronah pulök dekat sipang trapik lait Pulau Musang. Döp ingat starang nok tamböh minyök kemarèng. Dök dang 10 minit Mamat siap belake döh. Minung air kopi-ö setegök dua lepah tu pakaa kasut kulit atah tangge kak lambo. Baru beli minggu lepah tu kasut tu. Bekilat ssiö! Lepah tu Mamat pong stak möto vroooooong hale ke bandö. Mötosika sèkèng hèng jer, tapi boleh tahang lah.Jalang Batah Baru ader banyök bangunang jabbat dengang kedaa. Kalu hale ke depang sikit ada kedaa Astro, hök tv kene bayö bulang-bulang tu. Kalu tebèng dök bayö jer kena pötöng hanyaar. Lepah pada suraa Flat Batah Baru tu ada lèrèk kedaa èkong. Kedaa makang pong ada gök. Kalu jallang sikit lagi sebelum kedaa Astro tu, ada kawasang lapang tepat juaa khète baru cap Hyundaa dengang Kia.Di antara kedaa èkong dengang kedaa Astro tu ada celöh-celöh tu jabbat löyar baru buka. Pèsèngang baru pah jadi löyar tu Mamat mari mmkir sörrang. Slo-slo Mamat naèk tikat dua. Napök gaye ader dua örang jer kherani. Llaki sörang, ppuang sörang. Boleh tahang hök ppuang tu. Tapi pakaa cicing molèk ngak kat jari manih tu. Ttunang döh pèsèngang tu.. Dök napök gambö starang. Berat nnanang. Mamat kabö ke kherani ppuang tu dia nök jjuper Tuang Löyar. Hayat hidup Mamat dök rajing jjuper löyar skali habuk. Cakkak dengang löyar jauh skali.. Nye mari debö wèh.Mamat pong ketok pitu masok. Löyar tu tengöh pegang gagang talipung cap Panasonic kat telinga dia. Wayar talipung tu tengöh beseranggöh lagi. “I dah uruskan fixed deposit you sebanyak RM10 juta tu. Lagi satu, minggu depan ni, I nak you ikut I ke Singapore. HSBC Singapore dah buat arrangement untuk finance syarikat klien I, tak banyak, dalam 20 juta Sing dollar. Firm I jadi lawyer jugak tu. I turun KL minggu ni, kita dinner kat Shook di Starhill ok?”Mamat bukang pandaa sangat cakak orang putih. Tapi bila dengö haa pitih die pahang. Mainang apa juta-juta nim? Mamat mari mmikir.Löyar muder tu pong letök gagang talipung sambil-sambil kheling ujung mata tengök ke Mamat. “Yer, nök mender? Saya sibuk sangat ni, dök tengök ker?” löyar tu tanye Mamat.Mamat pucat kesi. Dök tahu nök kata mende. Nök jawak salöh. Tak mboh jawak salöh. Macang mase nök bangung tiddo sakning. Serbe dök kene. Sudöhhang Mamat tebèng jugök jawak.“Sebenörnyer tuang, sayer nim kheje dengang sarikat Teleköng. Saya mari nok sambung wayar talipung hök tuang wak lölök cakkak sakning. Dök sambung lagi wayar tu, guaner lah tuang boleh cakkak döh!”Muka tuang löyar tu jadi biru hèrang!Döh nök wat guana starang! Nök èksèng dök betepat! Ada jugök löyar kècèk orang dèh! Pecöh bo! Orang jamang lenim kata “kantoi”!

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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Gathering..... I was there, at last.....





It has been a while since I last update. Had been so tied up at work. Left home immediately after fajr prayer and balik definitely after isyak. Everyday... And back at home with house work, home work, home duty, semua ada. Letih is the word. Yes, finally the announcement of whatever transition, whatever restructuring the company had been planning had been made. All the corridor talks, boardroom talks, coffeeshop talks, market talks was now for real. Like it or not, it was real! Yup, i was affected... Come June, will be new things for me, new set of people to meet, to work with. Same boss though.... Had been in the management/admin/hr area all my working life. Well, i am happy? All I can say for now is, syukur alhamdulillah.... I still have a job. Feelings? Mixed feelings actually .... got to learn new things in the new business area. Insyaallah....

This is an overdue posting. Supposedly posted last week. Tak pa, pepatah "it's better late than never" applies here! I finally went to a gathering of old friends last May 1st. Old means 'lama', not 'tua' ok. I said 'finally' because I have been missing all the gatherings that was done over the years. Opps... I went once... at Shaolin's place. Tu pun dah lama. Ok, let's cerita ceriti a little bit about this gathering. Done at Tina's place in Sunway Kayangan. Drove there with my two sidekicks who normally followed me wherever I go. Kira macam bayang2 la ni. Just ikut the address given, and miraculously, tak sesat. Ngah (Zaini) & Chik (Fuzy) were already there when we arrived. Tuan rumah (Tina) memang la ada, sebok dok 'membakar' steaks & chops. So western! And there started all the screams, the giggles, the laughs, and I felt young again!! Norita, Kak Syim, Kak We, Kak Jee, Jan, Alinda & her three girls were also there. Macam-macam cerita, macam-macam gossip, the serious, the lawak... cerita baru, cerita lama. And the updates of those known to us all. Yup, we had fun. I had fun! My two girls macam pening tengok we all. Mana tak pening, tak tau nak follow cerita sapa. Was there dari dekat-dekat pukul satu sampai pukul lima. Tu pun sebab tuan rumah ada function/event she has got to handle, so kami kena la berundur. Nasib baik dia ada hal, kalau tak, entah2 masih kat situ sampai maghrib kot! Anyway, it was an interesting meet. The girls, opps... ladies masih cun macam dulu-dulu. Food? Nice, all western, all the chops, name it, almost semua ada.... then ada cakes, brownies, kueh melayu pun ada. Everything is nice, the food and more importantly the company. Wish I can do this more often. Being young once was nice, but feeling young and carefree at this 'age' is more nicer..... alhamdulillah. Thanks, Tina for being a good host ... may Allah bless you always. Ngah, Chik, Norita and the rest, we'll meet again, insyaAllah.



After Tina's place, me and my girls, off we drove to Putrajaya (Alamanda). Hujan lebat all the way. Solat asar and maghrib in Alamanda. Beli groceries then balik. Why in Alamanda? Jauh tu.... I don't actually have the answer. Just that I love to drive jauh2 with the girls (boleh bagi ceramah free kat dia orang dalam kereta and they had no choice but to listen!). On the way home, berhenti solat isyak at Masjid Putrajaya. Hubby called from Kuching couple of times. Hairan dia, sampai malam we all tak balik-balik rumah lagi. Last lap of the 'merayau session', singgah Pelita SS2 beli dinner. Then off we balik....

A whole day outing.... tiring but definitely a nice one.


"A true friend walks in when the whole world walks out"

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Allah knows best ..............



Had been so busy, terribly busy. The organisation is undergoing a massive restructuring. What has it got to do with me? Hmmm.... knock hard on the head to bring out the answer. Yes, it does affect my position in one way or another. In the mean time, I just hope for the best. What I want may not be the best. Kita plan, macam-macam dok ting tong dalam kepala, wishing we get what we want. But at the end of the day, only Allah has the answer - because He knows what is best. Whatever that comes, syukur alhamdulillah....

Long weekend starting esok. Office tutup coz Saturday is a public holiday, so replacement leave is tomorrow. Yay!! At least I can do some banking stuff and pay bills. Income tax baru submit tadi - e-filing. Lega. Ni last minute punya kerja la ni. Bukan apa, saja simpan kot2 before the closing date terjumpa pula bil2 yang boleh digunakan untuk tax exemption. Mana tau. To be honest, tak jumpa apa2pun. Had to submit exactly as was drafted more than a month ago!

My plan for the weekend? Hmmm.... macam-macam. Hubby will be travelling tomorrow to Kuching, balik Sunday. Saturday plan is to go to a small gathering at a friend's place in Sunway Kayangan, insyaallah. Dah lama sungguh tak jumpa this set of friends, kawan-kawan lama masa di ITM Arau. When we were there, campus tu masih dalam hutan kebun getah. Macam2 yang kami lalui dulu. But it was fun. Over the years, these girls selalu jumpa each other, cuma aku selalu tak berpeluang tak join. Insyaallah, I will try to make it this time around. Dengar kata, they all siap nak ada dress code - black and white... ala-ala michael jackson gitu. Ok juga, safe colour...

Visiting mak is out of question this weekend. She will be going back to Alor Star with my sis. Rindu kat rumah dia and her friends, I suppose. Since my sis boleh ambil cuti (finally!), she and the husband dengan rela hati plan dengan mak. Happy dia.... alhamdulillah. But I will miss this sister of mine, miss the free lunch every Sunday! We will meet almost every Sunday for lunch. Selalunya they all belanja, tu yang best. Tak pa la, next time aku belanja... ok, Puan Syahrimi? I will miss their company, that's definite. The chit-chatting, cerita serious, cerita mengarut.

Wish for a good and restful weekend, insyaallah. And wishing all - selamat menyambut hari buruh / hari pekerja. Jadilah pekerja dan buruh yang mithali.... I have been trying to be one, alhamdulillah....

Love this piece. Let share ....

ALLAH KNOWS BEST
Allah knows what's best for us, so why should we complain
We always want sunshine
But he knows there must be rain
We always want laughter, and the merriment of cheer
But our heart will lose their tenderness, if we never shed a tear
Allah tests us often with sufferings and with sorrows
He tests us not to punish us, but to help us meet tomorrow
For growing trees are strengthened, if they can withstand the storm
And the sharpness of the chisel, gave the marble its grace and form
Allah tests us often
And for every pain He gives us
Provided we are patient, is followed by rich gain
So whenever we feel that everything is going wrong
Remember....
It is just Allah's way to make our spirit strong.
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"Who-so-ever is in the heavens and on earth begs of Him. Every days He has a matter to bring forth [such as giving honor to some, disgrace to some, life to some, death to some, etc]. {Qur'an 55:29}

Friday, April 16, 2010

A call to reflect ..........


"All Praise is due to Allah; we begin with His name and turn to Him in all of the tests He puts forward to strengthen us. May He shower peace and blessings upon Muhammad,the Seal of the Prophets,his family, Companions, and those who follow his way until the Day of Judgment. All praise is due to Allah, Who always hears the prayer and du`aa' (supplication) of those who call upon Him. May we continue to seek His guidance and His pleasure in all our actions, and continue to be guided to do that which is pleasing to Him."

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A Woman's Reflection on Leading Prayer
by Yasmin Mogahed
13 April 2010

On March 18, 2005, Amina Wadud led the first female-led jum`ah (Friday) prayer. On that day, women took a huge step towards being more like men. But did we come closer to actualizing our God-given liberation?

I don’t think so.

What we so often forget is that God has honored the woman by giving her value in relation to God—not in relation to men. But as Western feminism erases God from the scene, there is no standard left—except men. As a result, the Western feminist is forced to find her value in relation to a man. And in so doing, she has accepted a faulty assumption. She has accepted that man is the standard, and thus a woman can never be a full human being until she becomes just like a man.

When a man cut his hair short, she wanted to cut her hair short. When a man joined the army, she wanted to join the army. She wanted these things for no other reason than because the “standard” had it.

What she didn’t recognize was that God dignifies both men and women in their distinctiveness – not their sameness. And on March 18, Muslim women made the very same mistake.

For 1400 years there has been a consensus of the scholars that men are to lead prayer. As a Muslim woman, why does this matter? The one who leads prayer is not spiritually superior in any way. Something is not better just because a man does it. And leading prayer is not better, just because it’s leading. Had it been the role of women or had it been more divine, why wouldn’t the Prophet Muhammad s.a.w have asked Ayesha or Khadija, or Fatima—the greatest women of all time—to lead? These women were promised heaven—and yet they never led prayer.

But now, for the first time in 1400 years, we look at a man leading prayer and we think, “That’s not fair.” We think so although God has given no special privilege to the one who leads. The imam is no higher in the eyes of God than the one who prays behind.

On the other hand, only a woman can be a mother. And God has given special privilege to a mother. The Prophet Muhammad s.a.w taught us that heaven lies at the feet of mothers. But no matter what a man does he can never be a mother. So why is that not unfair?

When asked, “Who is most deserving of our kind treatment?” the Prophet ï·º replied, “Your mother” three times before saying “your father” only once. Is that sexist? No matter what a man does he will never be able to have the status of a mother.

And yet, even when God honors us with something uniquely feminine, we are too busy trying to find our worth in reference to men to value it—or even notice. We, too, have accepted men as the standard; so anything uniquely feminine is, by definition, inferior. Being sensitive is an insult, becoming a mother—a degradation. In the battle between stoic rationality (considered masculine) and selfless compassion (considered feminine), rationality reigns supreme.

As soon as we accept that everything a man has and does is better, all that follows is a knee-jerk reaction: if men have it, we want it too. If men pray in the front rows, we assume this is better, so we want to pray in the front rows too. If men lead prayer, we assume the imam is closer to God, so we want to lead prayer too. Somewhere along the line we’ve accepted the notion that having a position of worldly leadership is some indication of one’s position with God.

A Muslim woman does not need to degrade herself in this way. She has God as a standard. She has God to give her value; she doesn’t need a man.

In fact, in our crusade to follow men, we as women never even stopped to examine the possibility that what we have is better for us. In some cases we even gave up what was higher only to be like men.

Fifty years ago, society told us that men were superior because they left the home to work in factories. We were mothers. And yet, we were told that it was women’s liberation to abandon the raising of another human being in order to work on a machine. We accepted that working in a factory was superior to raising the foundation of society—just because a man did it.

Then, after working, we were expected to be superhuman—the perfect mother, the perfect wife, the perfect homemaker—and have the perfect career. And while there is nothing wrong, by definition, with a woman having a career, we soon came to realize what we had sacrificed by blindly mimicking men. We watched as our children became strangers and soon recognized the privilege we’d given up.

And so only now—given the choice—women in the West are choosing to stay home to raise their children. According to the United States Department of Agriculture, only 31 percent of mothers with babies, and 18 percent of mothers with two or more children, are working full-time. And of those working mothers, a survey conducted by Parenting Magazine in 2000, found that 93% of them say they would rather be at home with their kids, but are compelled to work due to ‘financial obligations.’ These ‘obligations’ are imposed on women by the gender sameness of the modern West, and removed from women by the gender distinctiveness of Islam.

It took women in the West almost a century of experimentation to realize a privilege given to Muslim women 1400 years ago.

Given my privilege as a woman, I only degrade myself by trying to be something I’m not – and in all honesty – don’t want to be: a man. As women, we will never reach true liberation until we stop trying to mimic men, and value the beauty in our own God-given distinctiveness.

If given a choice between stoic justice and compassion, I choose compassion. And if given a choice between worldly leadership and heaven at my feet—I choose heaven.

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A well-written article on us ....women, describing what we are experiencing. May ALLAH help us in facing this modern life challenges and provide us patience, strength, knowledge and wisdom in building “the foundation of society” in the way He prescribed us to do while also working. We definitely need His help in every single moment.

The article above is really a call to reflect. Especially this – “If given a choice between stoic justice and compassion, I choose compassion. And if given a choice between worldly leadership and heaven at my feet—I choose heaven.”

So why am I still here working ...... the question that will never leave me.... and something that leaves us all to ponder about. The answer lies within us.

However, in another perspective, it may not be the “working” that make us fall short in “effectively” raising our children. It may be our faith, our knowledge, our passion or our strength. Without the good & right “intelligences” and competencies, staying home may also make us ineffective in building “the foundation of society”.

Wallahu'alam.

Note : Special thanks to a dear friend and a sister, Fairuzlina for sending me this article and also many others. May Allah bless her always.

~~ Allah is very Gracious and Kind to His slaves ~~ {Qu'ran 42:19}

Thursday, April 15, 2010

A dedication ..... memory of yesteryears .....



The Windmills of Your Mind

Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that you said
Lovers walk along the shore
Leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand

Pictures hanging in the hallway
And a fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
In the autumn of goodbyes
For a moment
You could not recall the color of his eyes

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind....

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I love this song. It brings back the memories of my growing up years, especially in my teens. This became our fav song, me, my eldest sis and my bestest friend, my other sis. This may not be the original, but it was just as beautiful. It was so beautiful and understated, the melody, the arrangement. It brought back the great feelings and the special meanings.... Could not remember how we stumbled across this song, could it be over my grandpa's old radio or from some cassette we found, pun tak ingat how and from where. And to both my sis who grew up together with me liking this song, this is specially dedicated to you. And I am definitely missing our sweet childish days.......... again, now matter how long ago it has been.

"The older I grow the more earnestly I feel that the few joys of childhood are the best that life has to give." ~ Ellen Glasgow

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Bill of Rights .......

The right
... to be you - the way you are, the way you want to be.
... to grow, to change, to become, to strive, to reach for any goal.
... to privacy, to keep a part of your life secret, merely because you want it to be that way.
... to be alone part of each day, each week or each year to spend time with and on yourself.
... to be loved and to love, to be accepted, cared for, adored, and the right to fulfill that privilege.
... to ask questions of anyone at anytime in any matter that affects your life, so long as it is your business to do so, and to be listened to and taken seriously.
... to self-respect and to do everything you need to do to increase your self-esteem, so long as you hurt no one in doing so.
... to be happy, to find something in the world that is meaningful and rewarding to you and that gives you sense of completeness.
... to be trusted and to trust and to be taken at your word.
... to be given a chance to make good, if you are wrong, if possible.
... to change your mind.
... to be free as long as you act responsibly.
... to win, to succeed, to compete, to make plans.
... to see those plans fulfilled.
... to become the best you can possibly become.
... to boundaries and limit.
... to be intentional.
... to choice.


"Then when you have taken a decision, put your trust in Allah ..." (Ali'Imraan, 159)

Monday, April 12, 2010

Highlight of my weekend ..... visiting mak....




It's almost 7.00 pm. Am still in office - the usual time during weekdays. Will not be home until 9.00 pm. Tiring isn't it? Anyway, trying to make the best of all, be it in the office or back home.

Weekend had been okay. Saturday pergi visit mak di Setapak. Had not visited her quite a while. Rasa bersalah tiap-tiap tiba hujung minggu. Alasan yang diberikan tiap-tiap minggu - tak sempat. I know it was not right, not at all. But last Saturday, aku cari jugak time, paksa kakak and adik. I had to do it. I miss mak, seriously. I just had to see her. Dipermudahkan Allah - hubby ada golf, so we girls had our girls day out. Had lunch at DD, terjumpa kedai sports pulak belakang cafe tu. The girls beli volleyball. Hmmm.... kasi can kat dia orang. Then terus ke Setapak. Alhamdulillah, dapat jugak tengok mak. Everytime jumpa mak, walaupun happy, but deep down I felt sad. Mengharapkan keadaan sebegini selama-lamanya, tapi tak mungkin kan? Sama ada mak pergi dulu, mungkin juga aku. Takut menghadapi apa jua kemungkinan, namun apapun jua, Allah lebih mengetahui. Doa aku semoga segala-gala dipermudahkan Allah swt. Rasa puas dapat picit2 tangan mak, peluk mak yang semakin kurus, bergurau macam dulu2 and for once I felt like a young kid again. Itulah dia hubungan anak dengan mak. Hubungan hati, hubungan perasaan. Left Setapak almost 7.00 pm. Took me close to half an hour to reach home.

Lepas solat isyak, waited for hubby to fetch us to go for dinner at Showru KJ. Tengok football match - Kedah vs NS. Sokong Kedah bagai nak rak (dah aku orang Kedah, kena la sokong orang kampung, tak gitu!). Kalah pulak.... Lain kali rasanya patut aku sokong pihak lawan, so mungkin team aku buleh menang. Tukaq cara, tukag tactic....

Overall, weekend had been okay. The highlight of the weekend was my visit to Setapak, meeting mak. Alhamdulillah. Everyday, I will make a point to call mak. Ada jugak hari-hari yang miss. Kalau dua, tiga hari tak call, mak akan sampaikan komen2 yang panas/pedas through posmen2nya. Ramai posmen dia! Ada jugak kadang-kadang tu plan nak call dah ada, then my sis kata mak bad mood, so takut pulak nak call, takut kena smash. Selalunya kena lah. Itu lah dia mak, memang tak menentu mood dia. But I am happy - I have called her today. Aku mohon pada Allah swt semoga diberikan peluang untuk menjalankan tanggungjawab sebaik mungkin sebagai anak in whatever ways, dihujung usia ini, sama ada mak ataupun aku. Semoga Allah swt memberikan yang terbaik, buat mak, buat aku, buat keluarga. Ameen....


"Dan rendahkan dirimu terhadap mereka berdua (ibubapa) dengan penuh kesayangan dan ucapkanlah : Wahai Tuhanku, kasihanilah mereka keduanya, sebagimana mereka berdua telah mendidik aku sewaktu kecil". - Al Israa', 24

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

The farmer and the mouse .... the moral of the story.....





A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. 'What food might this contain?' the mouse wondered ---- he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning : 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said 'Mr Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it.'

The mouse turned to the lamb and told him, 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!' The lamb sympathized, but said, 'I am so very sorry, Mr Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it. But I will thinking of you.'

The mouse turned to the cow and said, 'There is mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'. The cow said, 'Wow, Mr Mouse. I am sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose.'

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap .... alone. That very night a sound was heard throughout the house ---- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed to the hospital, and she returned home with a fever.

Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient. But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbours came to sit with her round the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the lamb.

The farmer's wife did not get well, she died. So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them. The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember ----- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life.

We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

"Remember ..... each of us is a vital thread in another person's tapestry; our lives are woven together for a reason."

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Aiming for the best....



Half of the week is gone. Time definitely whooshing past... Scary isn't it? Work definitely not getting any easier, any flexible. Everything is tough. Had just finished and submitted my performance planning & appraisal. Tak check apa-apa pun, went on-line, filled up all the necessary parts, terus submit. Terserah, boss yang nak bagi rating. To me I have done my part, my job, what is expected of me. And I am confident I have given my best. It may not be the best for the boss, though. Tawakkal saja lah. Allah knows best.

Talk about the 'best'... and aiming to be the very best at everything you do - not second best. A tall order indeed! And this is seriously a difficult thing to aim for. As a worker, you do your job as well as is humanly possible. As a parent, be the very best parent possible. Kalau tak, then what are you aiming for? If you set out to do something, anything, and you are deliberately aiming for second best, how sad is that, right? Consciously think about what you are doing and then aim for that, the best. Secret is to be aware of what you are doing and have some sort of benchmark where you, and only you, monitor your performance. Make your goals, your aims simple and obviously atainable. And more importantly, make sure you know what is, for you, best and second best.

Looking forward for another weekend, walaupun today baru Wednesday. Aiming for the best lah ni, kisahnya.....best weekend pun ok juga.

"Failing is fine. Aiming for second best isn't."

What a woman should have ..... what every woman should know.....


What a woman should have ....
An old love she can imagine going back to and one who reminds her how far she has come ...
Enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own even if she never wants to or needs to ...
Something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour ...
A youth she's content to leave behind ...
A past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age ...
A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra ...
One friend who always make her laugh ... and one who lends her a shoulder to cry on ...
A feeling of control over her destiny...

What every woman should know......
How to fall in love without losing herself ...
How to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without ruining the relationship ...
When to try harder, or when to walk away ...
That she can't change the length of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents ...
That her childhood may not have been perfect, but it's over ...
What she would and wouldn't do for love or more ...
How to live alone ... even if she doesn't like it ...
Whom she can trust, whom she can't and why she should not take it personally ...
Where to go .... what to do.. in times when her soul needs soothing ...
What she can and can't accomplish in a day .... a month .... a year...


"Love wasn't put in your heart to stay, love isn't love until you give it away"

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Busy week.... no, it's busy month...


Had been teribbly busy at work. Income Tax month! Just finalised the EA forms preparation for the top management. Due to the 'figures' with so many 'digits', had to be very careful in all calculations. Can't afford to make mistakes! Mati nak menjawab kalau salah. Habis EA, now in the midst of preparing the Borang E (Majikan). Mata pun dah nak buta tengok all the figures. Finishing this, nak prepare for the March remuneration pulak. A non-stop cycle! Planning to take leave this Friday depending on whether I can submit the remuneration pack by tomorrow. Hopefully boleh. Lepas all these nak kena buat self tax declaration pula, self & my other half! This is the scary part... hopefully tak kena tax lagi dah lepas the zakat deduction. The same thing year in year out sebenarnya. The other day I was planning to increase my zakat deduction to reduce tax tapi ni dah bulan March tak buat-buat lagi. Hmmm.... kena paksa diri ni!

Time management.... how good or how bad are we with time management? I am considered bad, sebenarnya. Paksa diri to be on time in all aspects. Hopefully dalam paksa I can train myself to time manage-able. Ha, ha.. dream on. Kelam kabut jadinya most of the time. Got myself some books on time management both at work, at home. Habis baca buku, lagi kelam kabut jadinya! Without the book pun boleh sebenarnya. It's just about training oneself, be committed to whatever laid upon us, be happy with what we do, at home, at work - personal or otherwise. Kerja jangan bertangguh. Kalau bertangguh, tu yang jadi kelam kabut. This is where the rule of life - knowing what counts and what doesn't - applies. Knowing how to compartmentalize things. But, no matter how busy, how hectic life is (especially nowadays!) always leave a little space for oneself each day.... There should be a little space for us, a breather, a time to sit still and do absolutely nothing. Just appreciate the pleasures of being alive.......

Signing off for now.

"The concept of that little space in us - keep it simple, keep it bare, keep it pure."

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Mom's favorite sayings.......


(10) What part of NO don't you understand?

(09) I don't care who started it!

(08) Wait until your dad get home.

(07) Stop making faces!

(06) Your hands are not broken!

(05) No one said life is fair.

(04) Beds are made for sleeping, not jumping.

(03) Eat your vegetables!

(02) I don't know is not an answer!

(01) Because I said so, that's why....!!!

Favourite quote - used this many, many, many times on my kids ...... "I am your mother and I am always right". There'll be all kinds of faces, all kinds of expressions, and I usually don't care - I am still the mother! Ha, ha...

"A mother.....
When you're a child she walks before you
to set an example.
When you a teenager she walks behind you
to be there should you need her.
When you're an adult she walks beside you
so that as two friends you can enjoy life together....."

Monday, March 1, 2010

Life....


Sometimes people come into our life and we know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach us a lesson, or to help us figure out who we are or who we want to become. We never know who these prople may be, but when we lock eyes with them, we know at that very moment they will affect our life in some way or another.

Sometimes things happen to us that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection we found that without overcoming those obstacles, we would never realized our potential, strength, willpower or heart. Believe that everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moment of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limists of our soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. It is definitely safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.

If someone hurts us, betrays us, or breaks our hearts, forgive them. For they have helped us learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to when we next open our heart. If we are loved, give back love unconditionally, not only because we are loved, but because in a way, they are teaching us to love and how to open our hearts and eyes to things. Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from these moments everything that we possibly can for we may never be able to experience it again.

Let ourselves fall in love, break free, and set our sights high. Hold our heads up because we have ever right to. We can make out of our life anything we wish. Live it with absolutely no regrets. For we never know what tomorrow may have in store for us... and learn a lesson in life each day we live.

"Life isn't about finding yourself.... it is about creating yourself"

Friday, February 26, 2010

Friday.....



A good start to a good day, and insyaAllah a blessed day. Thought of just preparing a simple breakfast and later a simple lunch. It's definitely going to be a simple day. That's the plan. Tak mau sesakkan otak dan stresskan diri. Promised myself a good and restful weekend. One thing yang tak best, I missed my solat tahajjud early, early this morning. Tak terjaga pun, walau dah set alarm clock. Luckily woke up in time for subuh. Alhamdulillah. Opps... TV is on ok, to watch the Maulidur rasul celebration. Weather today is gloomy, tanda-tanda nak hujan dah ada. Tak tau weather at Putrajaya macam mana. Hopefully it's just gloomy, windy without the rain. At least tak panas. So talking about the weather, basically it's best just to stay home.

The girls need to study, especially Marissa. Exam coming, next week ke, next next week ke, it makes no difference... it's coming anyway. Tanya banyak kali, dia kata kita berleter pulak. Tapi kalau tak berleter, they all boleh jadi lalai. Maybe I should ubah style of berleter... Ada ke style lain???

Signing off for now....and wishing for a good and blessed weekend.

".... cukuplah Allah menjadi pelindung kami dan Allah adalah sebaik-baik Pelindung" (Ali-Imran: 173)

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Salam Maulidur Rasul & Selamat Bercuti


It has been a while since I last updated this blog. Had been busy, both back home and office. Tak sempat. Few articles are in the draft mode, belum finalise pun. Not in a publish-able mode, not at all. Will do that when time permits.

Will be a long weekend, a 3-day weekend. Hope to catch up on the lost 'sleep' (penting tu), dan apa saja kerja-kerja rumah yang tertinggal. So many things on mind sebenarnya, so many plans. Dapat buat half pun kira dah ok.

Besok sambutan Maulidul Rasul. My daughter kata "besok kita gi Putrajaya". Maknya kata "kita tengok TV boleh tak?". I felt guilty saying that, honestly. You think I'll be in Putrajaya or tengok TV? Hmmm....

Walaupun sambutan Maulidur Rasul ini adat sahaja, tetapi ia adalah adat yang bersifat ibadah dan wajar diteruskan. Sambutan ini ialah untuk mengembalikan ingatan kita umat akhir zaman terhadap junjungan besar kita Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. Semoga dengan ingatan ini akan bertambah perasaan kasih kepada baginda, serta sewajarnya kita mengenang, menghargai serta mengambil iktibar kisah suka duka perjuangan baginda.

So, salam Maulidur Rasul to all dan selamat bercuti.
"Jika kamu mencintai Allah, ikutilah aku (Nabi), maka Allah akan mencintaimu dan mengampuni dosa-dosamu" (QS 3:31)

Friday, February 12, 2010

Syazlina.....




I owe this to my youngest sister whom i did not manage to offer any birthday tribute like I did to the rest. Her birthday was 4th January. Orang tengah kelam kabut la, cek oi. First day at work lepas cuti lama. Supposed I overlooked that. Anyway, it is never too late.... Here it goes..

Syazlina, born 4th January 1980. When mak gave birth to her, I was already 18 years old. Dapat adik... happy? Hmm... tak tau lah. Dah ramai adik masa tu. To me at that point of time, it was just another addition to the family. No big deal. That was bad of me, I supposed. For the record, mak gave birth to all of us at home. Tak de pergi hospital pun time tu. Cuma for post natal, mak would go to Klinik Kesihatan few kilometers away from home. Our bidan kampung was Mak Lamah. She was the only bidan that we knew. Bila mak sakit that night, ayah went to fetch Mak Lamah. The oldies gathered at home, waiting for the new arrival, macam ada kenduri. We, the girls gathered at one corner, scared tengok mak in pain. Ayah would be up and down fetching whatever was required by Mak Lamah. Finally the baby arrived... hmmm... another girl. That make seven of us, girls in the family. We were all kelam kabut... i remembered ayah asked me and my partner in crime, Haiza to get some lada hitam. Dalam panik dan takut kat ayah, we scrambled into the kitchen and got a few of those so-called lada hitam, or we thought 'lada hitam'. Until we heard ayah jerit "oi, ni bukan lada hitam, ni bijik kabu! Kabu is kekabu. Those days, kekabu kita guna buat bantal. Banyak in my kampung. And yang tak masuk akal, kenapa simpan biji-biji kabu kat dapur, together with rempah ratus lain!. Dah la tu, it looked the same to us yang jarang masuk dapur. Nak-nak masa tengah panik like that. Tengah-tengah malam pulak tu. Walau pun kena marah, we had a good laugh after that.

Back to Syazlina, being the youngest, grew up very attached to ayah and mak. We the elder ones, somehow (nak tak nak) adored her la jugak. Namapun anak bongsu. I left kampung during my college years and later left for work in KL. Still managed to help mak couple of months before I left. The distance, the age gap those days did not help much. We got drifted apart. To her, I was just another big sister that she has. But as the saying goes - blood is thicker than water - along the way as we are all now in the forties, thirties, we got back together. We became close, especially after ayah passed away. Mak is staying with her now. Being the youngest and closest to mak, we saw it that mak is more comfortable with her. Susah nak put in words, but I wish she also know that I love her and will always be there for her.

4th January 2010, she turned 30 years old. Dah dewasa anak bongsu mak and ayah. I wish her the best that life could offer.... all the happiness she could ask for. Semoga sentiasa dirahmati Allah swt.

Oppsss.... she has a blog. It's kebunpinang.blogspot.com. Sounded sentimental, tapi sebenarnya cengei makcik ni! Boleh tanya mak ....

"Sisters are for sharing laughter and wiping tears"

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Nostalgia....


My sister finally started blogging.... actually dah tolong set up the blog dah lama. Jawapan-jawapan yang klise... malas la, tak dak idea la, nak tunggu konsep la. I told her, kalau tunggu and tunggu and tunggu, we will get to nowhere. Wake up one day, tekan keyboard.... yes, the idea would come. And she finally is here - pokoknyioq.blogspot.com. Why pokok nyioq? She explained that in her blog. Memang in our kampung those days, banyak pokok nyioq. Around the house, around the kampung. Memang banyak. Kalau musim hujan and ribut petir paling takut. You could see all these trees almost menyembah bumi dipukul dek ribut. Memang takut masa tu. Macam2 doa keluar. And also belakang rumah banyak pokok buluh. Could hear all the crazy hustling and whistling sounds of these pokok. The funny part (dulu scary la) was bila ribut tengah2 malam, mak akan kejutkan all of us, everybody berselimut depan muka pintu (agaknya nak ready kot, kalau2 rumah roboh!). This is even weird - mak akan letak kukuq nyioq kat muka pintu, letak penyapu jugak. Katanya petua menghadang angin. Tak ingat la menjadi ke tidak ... rasanya ribut macam tu jugak. Tapi tiap2 kali hujan, ribut, bertahun-tahun lamanya, itu lah dia petua mak. Petua orang kampung mak kata. Hmm... lupa dulu2 nak check, ada ke tidak orang2 kampung lain yang buat macam tu. Ataupun, we all saja yang buat ... Anyway, as I always said, those were part of our growing up years in the kampung. Be it weird, be it funny, scary.... we had fun. Looking back I miss all these....
"Childhood is the most beautiful of all life's seasons"

Sunday, February 7, 2010



Wishing this dear sister of mine, http://pokoknyior.blogspot.com a very happy birthday. Born 7th Feb 1974, she's number seven in the family. When she was born, I was already in standard six. So I had no choice but to help mak taking care of her and indirectly involved in her growing up years. I remember sending her to kindergarden, cycling. That was after my form five. Since I was not doing anything, I was forced to send her, kayuh geghek... jauh tu!! But Sharos was a girl of not much problem. Me being the big sister, she had no choice but to follow whatever was dictated. She must have hated me for that! Anyway those were in the past. I left kampung while she was still in primary. Age gap and the many years away somehow drifted us apart. But as we journey through this land .... though each having own set of life, somehow in our grown-up years, we became close. Sharing the childhood memories and the grown-up dreams... those will be the best of all. She had been with me through the good times and the bad times. She is always there for me... I treasure all those. I will always be the big sister and I will always have a little sister, though she's not little anymore, literally!.

Today 7th February 2010, I would like to wish her the best in life... with all the happiness she could hope for. She is wished the nicest things that life can bring, insyaAllah.

Sharos, happy 36th birthday, but you will always be my little sister! I love you. Semoga sentiasa dimurahkan rezeki, diberkati segala usaha dan diberikan yang terbaik.



"In the cookies of life, sisters are the chocolate chips"