Preamble:
Once upon a time, there was this loving husband who was so worried as to what he'd do in the absence of his doting wife on one fine Sunday. So he politely asked his wife as to what time he could expect her to be home. Despite his eloquence, he was speechless when his wife answered him carefully but just as politely as he had asked her -
"When I go out to see THESE FRIENDS of mine, do NOT ask me what time I'm coming home..(for I really can't tell...)" - unquote. (*with permission!)
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We have planned THIS for so long. A date was picked. Venue confirmed. Terms and conditions set. Modus operandi endorsed. Sunday, 17th August 2008, with or without fever and spinning headache, with or without pregnancy blues, with or without visiting mother-in-law back home, we just had to re-unite - to be transported back to our adventurous and crazy campus times!! Yay!!
So no more coffee house in hotels this time, ok? We reserved a suite instead!! Aaaaanddd, it's a pot-luck!!! ha ha ha...God save the hotel!! The tactics were meticulously planned and obeyed! Everyone was to TRY to behave whilst one of us did the checking in at the reception counter. Please girls, please...behave! heh heh...it was difficult, no doubt...but modus operandi cannot afford to fail, or else....!! So one by one we walked into the lobby, each carrying either a suitcase or luggage or weekend bags...all so elegantly!! Hey, we even took different elevators, ok? Remember us the super cool actresses?! ha ha ha...But lo and behold!!!! Once we closed the door of that 'unfortunate' suite....huah huah huah.....we were already THERE, back to the years when the only worries in our heads were our exams, pocket money from good old sponsors and whether anyone would be interested to marry us!!! ha ha ha Simply dramatic!!
We changed to our kaftans, yeah..that's the syarat wajib aaaanddd..mind you, nobody was to bring a new kaftan! It had to be that same worn-out kaftan that you wear at home!!! No, no..I shall conceal the detail description!! ha ha ha....Hey, after all, we were amongst one of the most precious people in our life - our QUORUM - our friends and sisters for life!!! Who would need to pretend here? Tell me, tell me! We practically let our hair down!! Or should I put it as let our tudung down?!! ha ha ha...Oooopppsss....how nice to see who's got the most 'silver highlights' by now...he he he..ok whaaat...people pay big bucks to have highlights on their hair and yet some of us here got them free....au naturalle gitu...aauuwwwhhh!!!!
We too got to compare who had more DC by now....haaa...DC has nothing to do with Washington DC haaa....it's that sweet little kuih lapis called Double Chin laaahhhh...who am I kidding here???!! ha ha ha Thank God for the digital camera!! Those pics capturing the DC were immediately deleted!!! New pose snapped, from a more strategic angle of the lenses!! Aharksss!!!
Oh, in the meantime, the rice cooker was already doing its job. What? Did I say rice cooker?! Yes, yes...the suitcase was carrying a rice cooker in it, girrrrrlssss!!! Not to mention beras Siam tak Siam...ha ha ha....and other yummy-yummy dishes which we used to prepare or buy during those heyday!! Wowww!!! We rearranged the furniture in the suite, laid the pot-luck menu ala-buffet, and chat, chat, chat, shriek, shriek, shriek...that's all we did, you all!!! Oh, have I told you that topics of our conversation now were no more that worry about that unwanted pimples or the lecture notes we didn't get to copy properly or that pair of trendy sandals we sooooo want to have or that particular abang Afghan or was it abang Maldives student who wanted to propose one of us to be his wife...ha ha ha.. or about that goody-goody-two-shoe girl next door who performed solat hajat for fear of becoming our room mate the semester after just to find us as her room mates that very next semester..ha ha ha...and surprise, surprise.....she found out that we were not bad at all...in fact, we were ONE H***UVA nice people around!! hah...yo la tuuu!!! he he he
Now the conversation had turned into which henna brand is more long lasting on the hair, which slimming pills/products do the most wonders and recommended by doctors (pssttt...AS IF..!!!), where to get that lovely glittery-glit handbag...oh??? Ho Chin Minh? So who wants to go there next year????? Hello....just to buy a handbag?!!! bla bla bla....ooopsss...not forgetting, on whether HE actually did IT?!!! Y'know...that particular HE???!!! 1998 versus 2008???? Aiyaiyai....discussion went in restrospect some more!!! ha ha ha hmmm...juicy, people...juicy....the inner circle 'info-sharing'..??!!!
The most hilarious part of the afternoon must be the review-thy-old-photos session!!! OMG.....'lawo-lawo'nya gambar masing-masing masa muda-remaja dolu-dolu!!!! Hey, we didn't know that we were quite a trend-setter lot, y'know! Oh no...that white frame specs that one of us used to wear AND YET (with heavy stress, please) someone actually fell madly in love with her then...yes, then...with that h-u-g-e white frame specs that Paris Hilton would die for now, I'm sure!! Huiyyyo....I think our thunderous laughters could have easily brought the whole hotel roof down!! Eeeeiisssyyy.....the many kinds of clothes we wore....what fashion was that already???? And as one of us pointed out, "Whaaat??? Red sandals with green bajuuuu?????" ha ha ha....the so called in-thing then...the palazzo....yaiksss....and double oh no....the type of tudung we used to wear....astaghfirullahalazim.....that's it, that's it.....BAN THE PICS, BAN THE PICS!!!! ha ha ha...But seriously, masa tu ingat memang dah lawaaaaaa sangat, tau!!!??? he he he...
It was indeed hilarious or should I say hysterical (?) to go down the memory lane together as we fiesta sakan with the spread of food glorious food! (tapi tetap ada hati cerita pasal slimming!!!) There were loads and loads of f-o-o-d....just to name a few that this not-so-young mind can recall - ayam masak lomak cili api, daging hitam, rendang daging, sambal udang petai, masak lemak terung ikan masin, sambal sotong, sambal belacan import royal chef Tapa (ehem ehem), ulam-ulaman, oh ya, sambal batak (confirm ni gang makan orang nih!!) kuih cara berlauk, jelly, choc cake, muffin, brownies, mangga, cempedak...owwwhhhh despite the 'sinful' smell....I told you, God save the hotel!!! he he he
Oh, just in case our husbands read this, err...in particular that one husband who fell in love with the Paris Hilton of our time, he he he...don't worry, we did not just jolly-molly ourselves. Of course we did not forget to do a muhasabah diri, see..told you too, we were and forever will be goooooood girrrrrls yahhh??? We too remembered to dedicate a session to pray for our dear friend, Kak Datin @ Raden Galoh the blogger, who's undergoing the treatment for her illness. As we have told her many a time before, she's always in our prayers.
Haaahhh....all in all, we practically did everything that we used to do together-gether in our hostels back then....and to our surprise we were still so conscious of any knock knock sound on the door just in case there were people like our good old wardens!!! ha ha ha..Ya ampun!!! What to do....glamorous people seem to get more attention and faster too!!! heh heh..
Ok lah, ok lah...so you go figure Party K what, orait? Can be K for kaftans...can be K for kecoh, can be K for.....aaahhh...enough trouble we've created already!! he he..Pics will follow, ok? And I suppose having at least ONE miserable blogger in the gang does make some good lah huh?!!! Tu lah koraaaaaaang.....meh lah blog together-gether...dok baca diam-diam, pas tu complain lambat update buat apaaaa????!!! kuang kuan kuang...By the way, I'm still having fever and horrible sore throat lahhh...need that partayyyy again to recover!!!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
THIS AND THAT
Hi you all! Alamak, so much to share, but mood macam kureng lah. Am on leave today. All three permata hati are not well. Fever and bad sore throat. It started with princessangel, then little hero, then today their big sis. They are now asleep, after their doze of medicine.
Where do I start? Eeissyy..I wish I were that quiet and reserved well behaved girl, y'know. Diam aje. No need to cerita-ceriti!! ha ha ..that's my annual resolution for years...until one day, I gave up!!! Fail! F9!! Now going towards that Fab 40 (not FAT 40 lahhh...come on....bagi chance lahhh!!!) gatal2 create a blog pulak! Tak ke nak cerita-ceriti lagi?! Adoi...
Ok lah, ok lah...let me start off with updates on the kids lah ya.
Missy my daughter, not even a popular celebrity ke apa, believe it or not, became a victim of this internet vicious and shameful attack through friendsters!! Imagine that! Sometimes I wonder why some young girls can have sooooo much hatred in them to the extent of swearing and cursing others PLUS THE INNOCENT MEMBERS OF THE VICTIM'S FAMILY, so openly! It was so sad to see your young ones being called all sorts of names in the internet!! They even sketched a *** face on Missy's photo which they stole from her blog! Soooooo horrible, kan? How would you feel if this happened to your child?
Anyway, we thought this had gone waaaaaaayyyy tooooooo faaaaaarrrr... So we printed out the pages and handed the whole case and evidence to the school authority. The teachers were surprised, but we were more shocked with all the cerita bawah carpet that the teachers shared with us about disciplining teenagers nowadays! So frightening! Suffice to say, today all of them were called up and the particular group members admitted and apologised. Apparently they confessed why they h**ed Missy so much but it was all based on their misunderstanding on one incident. Orang lain buat, Missy jadi suspect and terus kena attack. Mind you ya, yang di'buat' tu, is something good, actually. I mean favouring the school lah. But to those girls, it was against them. Budak-budak, kan. Entahlah you all. I really wonder how come there is just sooooooo much hatred in some people. Tu yang takut. I'm sure parents ajar, bukan tak ajar, but if your kids decide not to listen to your advice, how? That's why I always reminded my kids, no matter what you do, please remember these two - 1, Allah. 2, your parents. Whatever it is, Alhamdulillah, things have been sorted out well by the school. The girls involved are now 0-0, you know what I mean? I hope nothing of this sort will ever happen again. As I told the school, my child has her shortcomings too. So, pleaselah advise her whenever and for whatever reason at all. The teachers told me, "Tapi tak semua parents macam Kak and Uncle" he he...I kak, Mr Sor uncle!!! ha ha ha...jangan maraaaah Mr Sor...!! According to my girl, the same teacher told the other girls, "You are very lucky her parents are polite and decent people. They could have easily sued you.. but instead they have used the right channel, i.e. the school first." ha ha ha...Macam dunia hiburan pulak, nak saman-saman!!! Anyway, on a lighter note, me and Mr Sor asked ourselves, "Eh, macam ni ke mak-bapak Siti Norhaliza ke, Ziana Zain ke rasa, eh?" kah kah kah..sempat lagi pikir!!!
Alamak, Mr Sor has just called to fetch him from work. Will write again later, ya? Bye-eee...
Where do I start? Eeissyy..I wish I were that quiet and reserved well behaved girl, y'know. Diam aje. No need to cerita-ceriti!! ha ha ..that's my annual resolution for years...until one day, I gave up!!! Fail! F9!! Now going towards that Fab 40 (not FAT 40 lahhh...come on....bagi chance lahhh!!!) gatal2 create a blog pulak! Tak ke nak cerita-ceriti lagi?! Adoi...
Ok lah, ok lah...let me start off with updates on the kids lah ya.
Missy my daughter, not even a popular celebrity ke apa, believe it or not, became a victim of this internet vicious and shameful attack through friendsters!! Imagine that! Sometimes I wonder why some young girls can have sooooo much hatred in them to the extent of swearing and cursing others PLUS THE INNOCENT MEMBERS OF THE VICTIM'S FAMILY, so openly! It was so sad to see your young ones being called all sorts of names in the internet!! They even sketched a *** face on Missy's photo which they stole from her blog! Soooooo horrible, kan? How would you feel if this happened to your child?
Anyway, we thought this had gone waaaaaaayyyy tooooooo faaaaaarrrr... So we printed out the pages and handed the whole case and evidence to the school authority. The teachers were surprised, but we were more shocked with all the cerita bawah carpet that the teachers shared with us about disciplining teenagers nowadays! So frightening! Suffice to say, today all of them were called up and the particular group members admitted and apologised. Apparently they confessed why they h**ed Missy so much but it was all based on their misunderstanding on one incident. Orang lain buat, Missy jadi suspect and terus kena attack. Mind you ya, yang di'buat' tu, is something good, actually. I mean favouring the school lah. But to those girls, it was against them. Budak-budak, kan. Entahlah you all. I really wonder how come there is just sooooooo much hatred in some people. Tu yang takut. I'm sure parents ajar, bukan tak ajar, but if your kids decide not to listen to your advice, how? That's why I always reminded my kids, no matter what you do, please remember these two - 1, Allah. 2, your parents. Whatever it is, Alhamdulillah, things have been sorted out well by the school. The girls involved are now 0-0, you know what I mean? I hope nothing of this sort will ever happen again. As I told the school, my child has her shortcomings too. So, pleaselah advise her whenever and for whatever reason at all. The teachers told me, "Tapi tak semua parents macam Kak and Uncle" he he...I kak, Mr Sor uncle!!! ha ha ha...jangan maraaaah Mr Sor...!! According to my girl, the same teacher told the other girls, "You are very lucky her parents are polite and decent people. They could have easily sued you.. but instead they have used the right channel, i.e. the school first." ha ha ha...Macam dunia hiburan pulak, nak saman-saman!!! Anyway, on a lighter note, me and Mr Sor asked ourselves, "Eh, macam ni ke mak-bapak Siti Norhaliza ke, Ziana Zain ke rasa, eh?" kah kah kah..sempat lagi pikir!!!
Alamak, Mr Sor has just called to fetch him from work. Will write again later, ya? Bye-eee...
Friday, August 8, 2008
FRIDAY, 08.08.08
Hmm...kecoh hari ni all because of the beautiful and so called prosperous date!! Oh well, I had a memorable birthday date in the year 1982 too - 8282...y'see? Konon!!
Anyway, this morning, as I was just trying to catch my breath after the usual kelam-kabut walk from the car park to the office building then the climb of the stairs to the 2nd floor where we are (yes, we are no korporat-korporat here...no elevator-elevator thingy..we are just slightly above berkarat...heh heh), I found my No.1 standing in front of my desk, tersengih- sengih his trademark grin!! Aiik? So early mae?
If you've been following this blog, you would have known that my relationship with my No.1 has all the while been like love-hate relationship!! Eeeiisssyyy..idak le sayang, kalau suka tu, ok lah jugak. He's been a good friend, and understanding to some extent. I repeat ya, to some extent ...he he... But being human, of course he has his weaknesses, just like I do. Since day one of working with him, there have been many world wars between us. In fact many types of war, lah! World war, cold war, heated war, macam-macam! He used to say that I was (and you bet I still am!!) the Ketua Reformasi and I really can't tell how many times he has visited his dentist for toothache suffered due to too much gritting in controlling his anger towards his annoying No.2!!! ha ha ha...Err..anyhow, we always came out of the deepest ditch in good spirit or shall I say with me winning? he he he...Tak da lah...actually it's been a 'you merajuk, I pujuk' case for us!! ha ha ha..Tak kuasa!!
Anyway, coming back to this morning, for all I know, he came to my desk to give me the latest Jusco in-house shopping magazine, Pearl!! He said he was there the night before and thought he'd take extra copy for me. Aiiik??? Another row of big question marks parading in my head! Then he proceeded with "Waaah Mam, today nampak special lah..cantik.." Another aiik? I almost got choked with my own breath!! ha ha..So, as Malaysian and some more as kampung as I already am, I said "Ya ka? Where got..So bad la you...only today I cantik mae???" and we both tersengih-sengih. By then of courselah other colleagues had already joined in the hu-ha-hu-ha to create that morning market atmosphere!!!
After he walked away, we, as in me and the rest continued with our curiosity as to why lah, out of the blue moon, he gave me the magazine? Free magazine, pulak tu!! Nak bagi, bagi la yang beli punya, weiiii...he he he...baru subordinate pandang No.1 ada mata sikit!!! he he he...Once after one of the wars, he gave me a note book! Oooppss..note book as in buku nota, ya you all...he he... Ni no war, no anything...why so baiiik one???? So we went on and on with more buzz-buzz and question marks in between Nescafe and Jacobs cream crackers when suddenly a lighting bulb appeared macam dalam cartoon tu....hey..two and two put together - it's his birthday tomorrow!!!! NO WONDER the Jusco magazine...AAAAAANDDDD....NO WONDER the puji-pujian for tigress woman me...Am I not the Ketua Reformasi??? So, nak remind everybody about his birthday, kenalah go through si Ketua Reformasi, ya tak??? In summary, pesanan penaja nya was that - "Hey you all, tomorrow birthday boss....so go Jusco today, today, today and get me little prezzie lorrrr..." Laaaaaaahhhhhh......baru nak perasan cantiiikkk...ccciiissss!!!!
Anyway, this morning, as I was just trying to catch my breath after the usual kelam-kabut walk from the car park to the office building then the climb of the stairs to the 2nd floor where we are (yes, we are no korporat-korporat here...no elevator-elevator thingy..we are just slightly above berkarat...heh heh), I found my No.1 standing in front of my desk, tersengih- sengih his trademark grin!! Aiik? So early mae?
If you've been following this blog, you would have known that my relationship with my No.1 has all the while been like love-hate relationship!! Eeeiisssyyy..idak le sayang, kalau suka tu, ok lah jugak. He's been a good friend, and understanding to some extent. I repeat ya, to some extent ...he he... But being human, of course he has his weaknesses, just like I do. Since day one of working with him, there have been many world wars between us. In fact many types of war, lah! World war, cold war, heated war, macam-macam! He used to say that I was (and you bet I still am!!) the Ketua Reformasi and I really can't tell how many times he has visited his dentist for toothache suffered due to too much gritting in controlling his anger towards his annoying No.2!!! ha ha ha...Err..anyhow, we always came out of the deepest ditch in good spirit or shall I say with me winning? he he he...Tak da lah...actually it's been a 'you merajuk, I pujuk' case for us!! ha ha ha..Tak kuasa!!
Anyway, coming back to this morning, for all I know, he came to my desk to give me the latest Jusco in-house shopping magazine, Pearl!! He said he was there the night before and thought he'd take extra copy for me. Aiiik??? Another row of big question marks parading in my head! Then he proceeded with "Waaah Mam, today nampak special lah..cantik.." Another aiik? I almost got choked with my own breath!! ha ha..So, as Malaysian and some more as kampung as I already am, I said "Ya ka? Where got..So bad la you...only today I cantik mae???" and we both tersengih-sengih. By then of courselah other colleagues had already joined in the hu-ha-hu-ha to create that morning market atmosphere!!!
After he walked away, we, as in me and the rest continued with our curiosity as to why lah, out of the blue moon, he gave me the magazine? Free magazine, pulak tu!! Nak bagi, bagi la yang beli punya, weiiii...he he he...baru subordinate pandang No.1 ada mata sikit!!! he he he...Once after one of the wars, he gave me a note book! Oooppss..note book as in buku nota, ya you all...he he... Ni no war, no anything...why so baiiik one???? So we went on and on with more buzz-buzz and question marks in between Nescafe and Jacobs cream crackers when suddenly a lighting bulb appeared macam dalam cartoon tu....hey..two and two put together - it's his birthday tomorrow!!!! NO WONDER the Jusco magazine...AAAAAANDDDD....NO WONDER the puji-pujian for tigress woman me...Am I not the Ketua Reformasi??? So, nak remind everybody about his birthday, kenalah go through si Ketua Reformasi, ya tak??? In summary, pesanan penaja nya was that - "Hey you all, tomorrow birthday boss....so go Jusco today, today, today and get me little prezzie lorrrr..." Laaaaaaahhhhhh......baru nak perasan cantiiikkk...ccciiissss!!!!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
CHICKEN SOUP FOR..???
Chicken Soup For The Soul??? No, no....this is...
...chicken CURRY for THE SORS!!!!! he he he...saje gempak!!
Since Wa mentioned in the comment box of my previous entry about how Mr Sor told us that when he was small, his hhhangin was somewhat more or less like the hhhhangin of our little hero!! But, lihatlah duniaaaaaa...betapa cool nya this guy named Sor now! ha ha..let me tell you guys, MEMANG our hero ni is fast becoming like his daddy!! I mean, at least where his food preference is concerned lah! Daddy would die for kopi cap tupai...so would the son!!! ha ha...Daddy MUST have masak asam at least once in a week...I said at least, ok, you all...hmm..and so must the son! Daddy loves anything 'wet' or soupy..like his rice must have kuah..., same goes with the son! Daddy looooooooves durian, so does the son!! Eh, banyaklah lagi... That's why, I must show you all this picture....
..what's this???? "Iddin nak makan chicken curry, tapi nak makan dengan bread, and nak BANJIR, ok mummy?" he he he...Tergelak dengar...!!! Macaaaaam daddy...nak roti canai, BANJIR!!! No wonder the son copy-cat!!!
...chicken CURRY for THE SORS!!!!! he he he...saje gempak!!
Since Wa mentioned in the comment box of my previous entry about how Mr Sor told us that when he was small, his hhhangin was somewhat more or less like the hhhhangin of our little hero!! But, lihatlah duniaaaaaa...betapa cool nya this guy named Sor now! ha ha..let me tell you guys, MEMANG our hero ni is fast becoming like his daddy!! I mean, at least where his food preference is concerned lah! Daddy would die for kopi cap tupai...so would the son!!! ha ha...Daddy MUST have masak asam at least once in a week...I said at least, ok, you all...hmm..and so must the son! Daddy loves anything 'wet' or soupy..like his rice must have kuah..., same goes with the son! Daddy looooooooves durian, so does the son!! Eh, banyaklah lagi... That's why, I must show you all this picture....
..what's this???? "Iddin nak makan chicken curry, tapi nak makan dengan bread, and nak BANJIR, ok mummy?" he he he...Tergelak dengar...!!! Macaaaaam daddy...nak roti canai, BANJIR!!! No wonder the son copy-cat!!!
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
LOVEY-DOVEY
One of the best moments of my day must be those intimate and warm moments spent in bed, in the dim light of the room...when the night was dancing a slow dance so quietly into the deeper darkness, when all else was silent...and there we were, so snug in each others' arms...
That night, just a few nights back, was no different. I was lying there, staring into the ceiling, the chandelier (I so insist it's one!!), reflecting on the day that has just settled...and he was snuggling himself in my arms...when he said, "I love you so much...but I don't know why...I just love you.." Hmm...I smiled to myself because his words reminded me of that song by Willie Nelson was it? I don't know much...but I know I love youuuuu..." hmmm...I asked him, "What do you mean you don't know WHY you love me?"
"I don't know," he chuckled. "It's just that I love you just like I love Zahirah!!" "Hey...," I almost bounced. "How caaaaan??? I'm your mother...she's your girlfriend...??" He chuckled even more. "Ok, ok...I love you more than Zahirah.." and he gave me a peck on my cheek. Hmm..that sure sounds better...he he he...jangan marrrraaaahhhhh.....
(Note: I was later told by Auntida that it's not Willie Nelson laaa...it's Aaron Neville and Linda Ronstad! Haaa...baru betul! Tq Ida!)
That night, just a few nights back, was no different. I was lying there, staring into the ceiling, the chandelier (I so insist it's one!!), reflecting on the day that has just settled...and he was snuggling himself in my arms...when he said, "I love you so much...but I don't know why...I just love you.." Hmm...I smiled to myself because his words reminded me of that song by Willie Nelson was it? I don't know much...but I know I love youuuuu..." hmmm...I asked him, "What do you mean you don't know WHY you love me?"
"I don't know," he chuckled. "It's just that I love you just like I love Zahirah!!" "Hey...," I almost bounced. "How caaaaan??? I'm your mother...she's your girlfriend...??" He chuckled even more. "Ok, ok...I love you more than Zahirah.." and he gave me a peck on my cheek. Hmm..that sure sounds better...he he he...jangan marrrraaaahhhhh.....
(Note: I was later told by Auntida that it's not Willie Nelson laaa...it's Aaron Neville and Linda Ronstad! Haaa...baru betul! Tq Ida!)
Monday, August 4, 2008
FOR DEAR MIMI
Remember I once wrote about our grandniece, CINTA, here? Ni ha, gambo mak si Cinta...my loyal silent reader!!!
...phewwiiit...anak buah memang ramai, tapi yang boleh share size baju dengan Mak Tam, niiiiiii lah sorang!!! heh heh...in other words, hok bam-bam, sooooraaaaaang aje!!!
Met Mimi at the airport last Saturday, when all of us waited for mak aji-mak aji balik umrah! So sweet this Mimi. She flew all the way from Kelate to fetch her mom and flew back there together-gether, mummy and daughter! I always told my daughters to be like their Kak Mimi, sooo patient, sooo tak kisah. Senang bawak ke hulu and ke hilir. For this, Mr W weiii...you are one very very lucky man, ok?!! (psst..Mimi, Mak Tam puji-puji ni bukan free tauuuuu....heh heh heh...ada maknaaaa tu!!)
Anyway, one of the reasons why I keep on posting the food pics is that apparently this young mother is so inspired by the menu...at least she said, I gave her ideas on what to cook for her hubby and children. She'd then ask me the recipe etc etc..Wah wah wah...tu yang Mak Tam sayaaaang tuuu (also ada maknaaaa ok?!!) But seriously Mimi sayang, that's one of the many ways we can 'tie' our darlings, you know...through our air tangan, sambil doa yang baik- baik...Most importantly, we have to be SINCERE, ok?! Just look at your parents...hmmm...penangan air tangan Cik Ju, haaaa....romantika-de-amore sampai sekarang!!!
Ni gambar Mimi and Princessangel with Mimi's mom, Kak Yah, more glamorously known as Kak Ju di bumi Cik Siti Wan Kembang..he he..looking soo tired after the long journey and then transit to LCCT which looked EXACTLY like Puduraya in the hot sun...OMG....with all the crowd, traffic jam and dust...eee...reminds us of that area around PS, Kotaraya and Puduraya...aiyaiyai....kotornyaaaaa...
Ok, really got to go. Actually don't have that much time to really sit down and do an entry today, but then, Mimi gave me that 'warning' - "Mak Tam update blog tau. Kakak bukak blog Mak Tam hari-hari. Pas tu tengok tak de entry, eeee...bosae(bosan)...marohhh..." ha ha ha...Takutnya Mak Tam...cik puae kastae marohhhh!!!
...phewwiiit...anak buah memang ramai, tapi yang boleh share size baju dengan Mak Tam, niiiiiii lah sorang!!! heh heh...in other words, hok bam-bam, sooooraaaaaang aje!!!
Met Mimi at the airport last Saturday, when all of us waited for mak aji-mak aji balik umrah! So sweet this Mimi. She flew all the way from Kelate to fetch her mom and flew back there together-gether, mummy and daughter! I always told my daughters to be like their Kak Mimi, sooo patient, sooo tak kisah. Senang bawak ke hulu and ke hilir. For this, Mr W weiii...you are one very very lucky man, ok?!! (psst..Mimi, Mak Tam puji-puji ni bukan free tauuuuu....heh heh heh...ada maknaaaa tu!!)
Anyway, one of the reasons why I keep on posting the food pics is that apparently this young mother is so inspired by the menu...at least she said, I gave her ideas on what to cook for her hubby and children. She'd then ask me the recipe etc etc..Wah wah wah...tu yang Mak Tam sayaaaang tuuu (also ada maknaaaa ok?!!) But seriously Mimi sayang, that's one of the many ways we can 'tie' our darlings, you know...through our air tangan, sambil doa yang baik- baik...Most importantly, we have to be SINCERE, ok?! Just look at your parents...hmmm...penangan air tangan Cik Ju, haaaa....romantika-de-amore sampai sekarang!!!
Ni gambar Mimi and Princessangel with Mimi's mom, Kak Yah, more glamorously known as Kak Ju di bumi Cik Siti Wan Kembang..he he..looking soo tired after the long journey and then transit to LCCT which looked EXACTLY like Puduraya in the hot sun...OMG....with all the crowd, traffic jam and dust...eee...reminds us of that area around PS, Kotaraya and Puduraya...aiyaiyai....kotornyaaaaa...
Ok, really got to go. Actually don't have that much time to really sit down and do an entry today, but then, Mimi gave me that 'warning' - "Mak Tam update blog tau. Kakak bukak blog Mak Tam hari-hari. Pas tu tengok tak de entry, eeee...bosae(bosan)...marohhh..." ha ha ha...Takutnya Mak Tam...cik puae kastae marohhhh!!!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
KIDS AND LIFE'S CYCLE
Today Kaseh had to go up to KayElle again; this time her appointment is very early. So this morning, even before the sun rose, she had already showed up in front of our gate - to send her son Nabil so that Nabil could follow Iddin to school. Much to Iddin's joy!! He was in fact delay-dallying but immediately jumped-off the bed and quickly went to the bathroom when his daddy mentioned about Nabil's arriving very soon!
I was pleased too to see the four children at the back seat of our car. As I entered the car after locking the gate, I smiled at them and said, " Hmm...today mummy has four children!" to be greeted with ear to ear grin from Nabil and Iddin! My, how ideal it would be if I had had four kids of our own. We had hoped to have four kids, you know. Now wait a minute - before you ask me to "go get another one now lah!" ..he he..let me tell you, we are done with all this baby boom thing, ok? We had actually hoped to have one kid in between Missy and Princessangel. Hmm..how ideal...Missy is now 13, that 'ideal child' maybe now at 11? 10? Then Princessangel at 8, and lastly boboy at 6. Aaaahhhh....how I wish....but it was not meant to be. Maybe it's the timing. We were taking care of my grandma at night while my aunty took care of her mom during the day time. But that's really our choice. After all she's the one who stayed up late to take care of me when I was small. She's the one who would wake up in the middle of the night when her first cicit, Missy, had that moments of bad night sleep...wailing and wailing at night with no particular reasons...hmm..ok, ok...that's another story altogether lah huh? Anyway, we believe Allah's knows best, right? InsyaAllah, if all our kids meet their soulmates, we'll then have like what...? 6 kids? Ameen.
As in the case of my arwah mom, I always told people how fortunate my mom was. She had only one child, but with a son-in-law sooooo tolerant and understanding like Mr Sor, my mom was like having 2 children! In fact when my mom was in comma and bed-ridden, the two of us took turns to care for her. I was like having a brother to help me decide about our mother, and helped to care for her. So lucky my mom...for that, I can never ever thank my husband enough, you know.
In fact the nurses at the hospital said the same thing. That "Makcik ni untung. Walau anak sorang, tapi macam ada dua anak. Lebih baik dari patient yang ada anak ramai, tapi serupa macam tak ada anak." Hmm...that's what we call fate, kan? We can just pray and hope that our children will be thoughtful and considerate enough towards us. Just as what I always told some of my friends who are either single, or, married, but yet to be bestowed the rezeki to have own kids themselves, worry not, and tawakkal because we'd never know our future. Having children is not a total guarantee that you'd have someone to look after you when you are old. At least when we have nobody, we'd forego that 'expectation'. I'm sure it hurts MORE knowing that you DO have children but none cares enough about you. Like the story Kaseh relayed to me the other day. There's this woman, suffering from cancer at a very critical stage, but none of her three children visited her at the hospital, to the extent that this woman had grown so tired of waiting and hoping that she eventually stopped asking about them. Na'uzubillahhiminzalik. Sedihnya lah hai... But then again, as Mr Sor and I always reminded ourselves, let's not set any expectation or put too much hope on our kids. With the exposure we are giving our kids now - you know, the nomad life we have been going through all this while just to emphasize the importance of togetherness in a small family like ours (esp my side), hopefully will mould them to be that thoughtful human being. Life is after all a cycle. Kan? Kan?
I was pleased too to see the four children at the back seat of our car. As I entered the car after locking the gate, I smiled at them and said, " Hmm...today mummy has four children!" to be greeted with ear to ear grin from Nabil and Iddin! My, how ideal it would be if I had had four kids of our own. We had hoped to have four kids, you know. Now wait a minute - before you ask me to "go get another one now lah!" ..he he..let me tell you, we are done with all this baby boom thing, ok? We had actually hoped to have one kid in between Missy and Princessangel. Hmm..how ideal...Missy is now 13, that 'ideal child' maybe now at 11? 10? Then Princessangel at 8, and lastly boboy at 6. Aaaahhhh....how I wish....but it was not meant to be. Maybe it's the timing. We were taking care of my grandma at night while my aunty took care of her mom during the day time. But that's really our choice. After all she's the one who stayed up late to take care of me when I was small. She's the one who would wake up in the middle of the night when her first cicit, Missy, had that moments of bad night sleep...wailing and wailing at night with no particular reasons...hmm..ok, ok...that's another story altogether lah huh? Anyway, we believe Allah's knows best, right? InsyaAllah, if all our kids meet their soulmates, we'll then have like what...? 6 kids? Ameen.
As in the case of my arwah mom, I always told people how fortunate my mom was. She had only one child, but with a son-in-law sooooo tolerant and understanding like Mr Sor, my mom was like having 2 children! In fact when my mom was in comma and bed-ridden, the two of us took turns to care for her. I was like having a brother to help me decide about our mother, and helped to care for her. So lucky my mom...for that, I can never ever thank my husband enough, you know.
In fact the nurses at the hospital said the same thing. That "Makcik ni untung. Walau anak sorang, tapi macam ada dua anak. Lebih baik dari patient yang ada anak ramai, tapi serupa macam tak ada anak." Hmm...that's what we call fate, kan? We can just pray and hope that our children will be thoughtful and considerate enough towards us. Just as what I always told some of my friends who are either single, or, married, but yet to be bestowed the rezeki to have own kids themselves, worry not, and tawakkal because we'd never know our future. Having children is not a total guarantee that you'd have someone to look after you when you are old. At least when we have nobody, we'd forego that 'expectation'. I'm sure it hurts MORE knowing that you DO have children but none cares enough about you. Like the story Kaseh relayed to me the other day. There's this woman, suffering from cancer at a very critical stage, but none of her three children visited her at the hospital, to the extent that this woman had grown so tired of waiting and hoping that she eventually stopped asking about them. Na'uzubillahhiminzalik. Sedihnya lah hai... But then again, as Mr Sor and I always reminded ourselves, let's not set any expectation or put too much hope on our kids. With the exposure we are giving our kids now - you know, the nomad life we have been going through all this while just to emphasize the importance of togetherness in a small family like ours (esp my side), hopefully will mould them to be that thoughtful human being. Life is after all a cycle. Kan? Kan?
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