MyGuy, MyMan

MyGuy vs. MyMan

1. I was supposed to go to KLIA that morning, but life is full of surprises. Night before, I went to a shop as last customer. At parking lot, I realised that I left my phone inside and that changed everything. My wife and I discussed and planned lots of options for that morning; Option-A, Option-B, Option-C and Option-D. To comfort me, wife said to be Redha, as everything happened for reasons.

2. To cut the story short, we decided that wife and daughter would go with Brag and I would catch them at the airport with bike after getting my phone. After 8 attempts, no Brag would come to my area (maybe due to location). We revised the plan, I would drive them to a gas-station and we gave the Brag another try.

3. One driver accepted it, it was MyMan. After a while, MyMan called and started to haggling. He said he did not prefer KLIA and he asked the number of bags and passengers (it was on loud speaker). Then he asked to cancel the booking but he was already on his way to help. Seriously, being a paranoid man, I felt uncomfortable with that. We suggested that we will search for another driver.

4. Another driver, MyGuy accepted it and on was on his way. In a split second, MyMan arrived. I refused to let my family in by saying, everything should be recorded just in case something bad happened. After a short while, MyGuy arrived and he seemed a bit confuse with another car talking to us.

5. I immediately turned my back and said that we were ready to board with MyGuy. Quickly we said that, we refused to board with MyMan because it was a wrong car coming. MyGuy said, ‘Thank God, I am very lucky’.... that’s the spirit MyGuy!

6. In summary, I think, in my opinion, but I might be wrong, MyMan tried to use our desperateness to get easy money. By fact, money that we pay to Brag will go to the company and drivers by portion. MyMan tried to take them all, or maybe he will ask for more during the journey, by playing emotion card.

7. Then, I continued to get my phone....to be continued.

Breaking bad

Pencuri Jadian

1. I was on my way to buy makanan. Wifey was working so I decided to jamaq all breakfast, lunch and dinner together. It was 6pm when I overheard my neighbour was talking on a phone, near my bike.

2. She sounded sad, asking help from her in-law. Being a neighbour (nosy), I paused and offered to help. After explanation, then I understood that her son accidentally locked the room with everything inside it; keys, handbag, etc. She mentioned that her husband just got warded due to dengue.

3. It had been 20 minutes already but the attempt was still on going. I was using a bank card, I'd seen in movies and video clips, they did it effortlessly, lol.

4. While working on it, I remembered there were few occasions where I had to apply emergency leaves because Aisyah hid my bike's key, arriving late to office because I had to play treasure-hunt looking for my stuffs. Kids! Finally, the door was opened. I was proud with myself. Lol...

5. For those who are about to have family (kids)..are you ready? Hahahahaha...

Big bad Harv

Big Bad Harv
(Fictional? Maybe...)

1. A year ago, I was under distressed situation. It went on and on long enough, and it created a dark side of me, Harv. Just before Harv opened up his mouth, I managed to escape that surreal room. The biggest problem is, Harv never dissapears.

2. They said, you will never be the same person twice. True indeed! Deep in my heart, I consider everyone I meet as potential enemies. Just waiting for the right time before I eliminate them from my life (walk-out). Every acts and questions thrown to me are shots, unless proven otherwise. I trust nobody, and I do not regret it.

3. To get back-up is just so hard, almost impossible. It is just like an accident car, but you cannot buy spare-parts. I cannot buy the new me. So, I am picking up the scattered-me, fix them and reuse them. The broken mirrors are still broken, you can see reflections but with scars everywhere.

4. Most of the time, I listen to music, enjoy walking and watching people in great details. I talk to myself in bathroom, but end-up I talk out loud. That's what I do. If the situation persists, if Harv starts to talk, God forbid that, then I am stepping forward.

5. Actually, whether we realize it or not, each of us are fighting their own battles. Let us help, by being respectful to each others.

Kidzania

Kidzania

1. The tickets are a bit pricey. The trick is to look for the promotional offers through its official website. Last time we checked, they offered 20% to 30% discount by having Tesco's card, McDonald's receipt or Spritzer's bottle. Funny or not, we brought the bottles and received 30% discounts.

2. Be choosy with the visiting time. If you are unfortunate enough, there could be more than 1500 kids inside there. Looking at the bright-side, the more the merrier. Other wise, will be discussed below.

3. Kidzania is a country, where your kids are grown-ups and you are just observers. Majority of the sections (games) are suitable for kids 4 y.o. and above. If your kids are below, you might want to reconsider it.

4. We managed to try 8 stations, starting from 10 am to 430 pm. Here, Aisyah had to queue in line herself and does the activities in the specific rooms with the other kids, without us (parents). She had to be a grownup (read independent).

5. From afar, we could see that she was trying so hard to communicate and be with others since she was the smallest. There were occasions were elder-kids pushed her, but other elder-kids backed her up (I saw it before my eyes from the other sides, while punching the wall!). I said to myself, that is how you learn in this real world.

6. The activities were fascinating. There were surgery, dentistry, paintings, constructions, fire-fighting, make-up, manicure and so forth. There, they planned, berkomplot and executed. Honestly speaking, this is a good place to train your kids to be independent.

P/s: Aisyah prepared her first meal, by herself. Proudly, she offered that to me and wifey. I ate while closing my eyes, too much mayonnaise! Alas, I am proud of you.

Different Perspectives

1. She bought fish as pet. Initially, I opposed the idea, I dont like the idea of having responsibility while rarely staying at home. I enjoy it so much, the pet changes the vibrant in the house. But, it is me who feed the fish since she always forget.

2. She bought a cardboard with ABC on it. The idea was to teach Aisyah. But it is me who teach Aisyah since she always away saving people's lives. I figured kid learns better when they see the letters themselves, plus the cardboard has cute animals.

3. We watched movies. There were scenes where I could not relate with the actions. She explained that the actors felt guilty, the emotions were not stable causing them to kill others. Ooo... then I explained to her on how did they do it and the function of each traps...

4. Aisyah was not happy with one of our trips. I thought she was hungry, or maybe she was tired. She said, Aisyah was jealous with her friends' dresses. She wants the same fancy dress so that she is not left behind.

5. Aisyah was running around in a mall, among the other kids. She was panicking as she could not find her. I said I am looking exactly at her. She was still looking. I explained that she did not have to see the entire face to confirm for Aisyah, her ponytail and the blue hairband were sufficed. She's still looking! Suit yourself, I'm watching!

Bank of Fajarimi

Bank of Aku

1. Kids like to imitate grown-ups. They play traders, doctors, teachers and etc. I asked my self why they behave so?

2. Apparently, I asked out loud and my wife answer it. That is how they venture and learn the world. It is human-nature.

3. But then, we grown-ups are no difference than kids, but why we stop doing that anymore. Again, she replied that is because kids have no liability, they have no responsibility and they would try everything. If they fail or get boring, they simply try another without risking anything. That is one way to see it.

4. In my opinion, it is because, we as grown-ups being governed too much by emotions and society. When we fail trying, we feel ashamed and care about others too much. We care too much with people who gossiping through WhatsApp, on what we do and say at the speed of light (real experience!). That stops us from trying again or venture into something new.

5. Kids, they have no idea about that yet. For them, failure is just another door of trying. Something that we should learn from them!

P/s: musim acd ni, sel otak terlampau kreatif nak buat duit, boleh main jual jual dgn anak.