Friday, December 22, 2006

banjir

i used to like banjir. why? maybe because i've never experienced a real one yet. I grew up in Terengganu, a state famous for flood during the rainy season. But my parents' place were never affected by flood. Not even flashflood. I used to envy those who got to ride boats for evacuation, those who didn't have to go to school because their schools were flooded. To my tiny little brain, they looked like they were having fun splashing in the water.
Silly, huh.
After I grew bigger and older, I realized how bad and dangerous flood can be .
Seeing all those damages done, and some even claimed people's lives.

Like what we have in Johor and Malacca now. I feel sorry for all of them.
I wonder, will the government give any financial help to those poor people?
Or will the media starts collecting donations from the public? I hope they do, and do it fast for the new school semester is going to start soon. And do it fast for they are Malaysians!
I believe that we must put Malaysians need before everyone else in the world. Don't go helping other people when your own people is suffering.
This reminds me of one Malay saying-
" kera di hutan di susukan, anak di rumah mati kelaparan"
( Am I right or not Mr Karam Singh Walia?)

So, kids, listen to ur mums and dads. don't play -play ah..

but i prefer my roti canai - banjir.

Monday, December 18, 2006

between 'pullah' and 'biyyuk'

I am proud of bearing the number 11 in my IC number. Well, proud to be born in Terengganu that is. And I thought I am one hard core Terengganu citizen. But I will have to take that back for now I realized, at the age of almost 30, there are still a lot of things I don't really know about my beloved state. I just have to upgrade myself I guess .
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It all started with this;

mom-in-law: Aku tengok, K.XXXX mung tu pullaaahh je nok tido sining

me: pullah tu mende mok?

mom-in-law: Pullah tu.. mmmm macang 'biyyuk'

me: (more confused than before) haaa??

I used to laugh at my Terengganu friend for not knowing
what 'jo-ong' (not Ju-on ok!) meant.
Now I know.. there are still more things to learn.

"mada-mada da naaa..." ( This one is in Japanese)

Those who wish to know the translation of what was being dicussed between me and my mom-in-law, can try ask other Terengganu bloggers who are definitely more expert than me like awang goneng or rangikangkering.

Friday, December 15, 2006

budougari

I have to say, I love Fridays! It is the day when I usually have sometime to myself.
Thanks to the more than 2 hours lunch break. And thanks also to the remoteness of the area I currently work at. There is literally no place to hang out. Well, I have to admit I am not that young to 'hang out' anymore, but heck, it's just an expression ok .Of course we do have everything that is necessary to live a decent life, but there is nothing fancy about this place. Just the basics. Maybe if I say it this way it would be easier to comprehend.
Nothing to do and nowhere to go means: during the Friday lunch break, if u r in big cities, u can just go window shopping, or just sit at any of the coffeshops like starbucks all by urself witout getting stares and glares from other people around you. ( unless of course u r alone, naked or doing something ridiculous.. then that is another story). But here, I don't think so I have the guts to go to the warung, order a coffee or teh ais , and sits there for hours, killing time . I don't think so... Can you?
Back to my appreciation session, one more thanks to my previous boss that is now happily working in Sri Kembangan. Thanks Dr V for installing the broadband internet service in my office. Life has never been better.

And why am I being very thankful today?

Because of these factors, I am able to update my blog, to check my emails, to surf whatever it is on the net.

Once again,
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the slideshow below are pics taken during my visit to a vineyard in Yamanashi, Japan.





Monday, December 11, 2006

My prayers are for you, ayah.

Innalillahiwainnailahirojiun.
After 8 days in the ward and 8 days in the ICU, my father in law passed away last Thursday, December 7th,2006.
The cause of death as stated on the death certificate was " multi organ failure secondary to lung sepsis" . All his children were there for the burial ceremony. How tough all of them were. I could only see pools of tears in their eyes. But none actually did cry. It must be very hard to stop yourself from crying when someone who is very dear to you leave you, never to return, forever.
His wife, children, cousins, relatives never ceased to leave his side during the 16 days of hospitalization. They continously read the Yaasin verse by his side, day in, day out. I think he must be one of the luckiest man on earth to have such a great family who was always there for him although they knew that hopes for him to get better was almost nil.
One of the specialist at the ICU was my cousin's daughter. She told me that there was nothing much that the hospital could do for him. When I told his family, one of the brother suggested they bring 'ayah' home. But bringing him home means cutting him from his life support machines- in meaner words- killing him. Because, at that point, most of his organs failed to function, except for his heart and brain. He was on dialysis machine and ventilator. And his heart- depended on 3 drugs administered to help it beat. The brother said it's not that he wanted to end 'ayah's life. He just didn't want to see him suffer anymore. He was the one who barely left 'ayah's side. He was there when 'ayah' struggled to breathe, he witnessed the painful look on 'ayah's face everytime the nurses had to change all the tubes. He just couldn't bear to look anymore. But the two sisters strongly opposed the idea. They didn't want to 'end' their father's life. At last , they all agreed to wait, and continued praying for him.
At the age of 61, 'ayah' died leaving behind a widow, 5 sons, 2 daughters, 4 daughter in laws, 9 grandchildren and countless family members and friends who love him dearly.
I hope 'ayah's soul will be in peace and blessed by Allah.
My prayers are for you, ayah.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

CSI & The Mad Bull Story

Yippii!!
My name is on the list for the course entitled "Forensic Odontology-Role of Dental Officers".
One month ago,I was just thinking about continuing my studies in that field and voila! the golden opportunity landed at my door steps. Well, of course by attending this 3-day-course will not make me a certified CSI. But it will certainly open doors to the forensic world.
It's going to be held in Kota Bharu from the 22nd till the 24th of November.

Now it's time for the non-yippii news.
My father in law was attacked by his own bull!
Her loved that bull so much but in return, the bull attacked him till his rib broke.
His lung is also damaged.He is now hospitalised in HKT. I don't know how bad thing really is, but we will stop by my in-laws place in Kuala Terengganu before going to Kelantan tomorrow.
I hope he's ok.

Moral of the story: A forensic officer can't do anything to help patients when there are no legal matters involved.

More updates on these stories after I return from Kota Bharu.

Friday, November 17, 2006

My Heart Is Red

So, my heart is red,huh.

Your Heart Is Red


You're a passionate lover - you always have a huge fire in your heart.
Too bad it's hard for you to be passionate about just one person!

Your flirting style: Outgoing and sexy

Your lucky first date: Drinks and dancing

Your dream lover: Is both stable and intense

What you bring to relationships: Honesty

Don't call me "mama"!

This post is dedicated especially for my husband ( and husbands all around the globe)

No matter how much I pleaded my husband not to call me "mama", he just can't seem to stop himself from doing so. He started calling me "mama" after our daughter was born.

At first, I didn't mind. In fact, I was thrilled to be called by that name. Well, it is indeed wonderful to have my own child. But after sometimes, I began to feel awkward when he address me as "mama" . Am I to him just the mother of his child? I am also his wife!


Some people might not care about this. I know it sounds trivial , but I think this kind of thing can affect our relationships with our spouses.

To my husband, if you ever read this. Love me not only as your child's mother, but also as your friend, lover and wife.

pic: our beloved daughter , 2 month old at the time photographed.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

why scrolllock?

Because I've never used that key for my whole computer life.
I was forced to learn computer eversince I was twelve. I hated it.
Those days, microsoft's windows were not yet created. Computer was just this big bulky ugly machine with black screen ( some were blue) with boring letters and a blinking cursor.
We had to type the command to get it working. The only thing I remember now is how to open the directory.. hmm well, come to think of it, I don't really remember it after all..
I remember we have to type " dir://" ,

but I think there's something missing here..
well, what the heck.
Now, even the not so smart can learn computers.
And we can even write our thoughts for other people to read without having to pay proofreaders and publishers!
Isn't that a WOW?
Here, I'd like to express my utmost gratitude to those who made it happen.
Thank you guys!! I may not know all your names .. ( except Bill Gates),
but from the bottom of my heart, I thank you.