Bragging

1. I once knew a person who loved to claim that he/she knew lots of people. Dato, datin, tan sri, pengarah, jkkk, sultan, kawan sultan, everyone. You name it, he/she got it!

2. To make it more happening, he/she would claim that someone or somebody got something because of his/her efforts; the letters, signatures, phone calls or personal individual touches.

3. Not quite sure what was the intentions, but it sounded really off and did not impress me a bit. Knowing that personal individually, made no respect at all.

4. While listening to the braggings, I was this close to counter attacks; Kau kenal tak malaikat maut...ala Izrael tu. Dia cari kau tadi. Semalam dah 70 kali dia datang, takut hari ni datang 69 kali je. Takpun Mungkar and Nakir. Wooo, dengar cite hebat depa tu. Kalau jumpa kim salam nooo.

5. Talk big is good, especially during interviews. It shows charismatic attitudes. Or, in a battle. It will intimidate the enemies. But then, if it is routines, it is not good at all.

P/s: So far, xterkeluar lagi sebab orang tua sangat.

The Unspoken Roles of A Husband

1. I was at the hospital for the whole day, try to finish the unsettled business. There were few occasions that made me thinking.

2. SOP states that children below 12 y.o. are restricted to enter wards, for their own goodness. There was one parent who brought along his daughter. He insisted, but later appealed, to bring his daughter upstairs. But then, rules are rules. Eventually, the sickmother came down at the lobby to meet them. They could not afford a babysitter, and had nobody for the kid.

3. A husband got arrested by the policemen for stealing. Not quite sure of the whole story, but it impacted the sick wife. No comment on that, but I pray for goodness for both of them.

4. I recited surah Yaasin and had a quick doa. Just about to close the elevator, a guy rushed to me, whispering, asking me to recite the same surah for her wife. Without judging, I just did. The bright side is, he reached out for help. Truly, the wall of hospitals have heard more prayers than the mosques.

5. Through observation, doctors were so stressful and exhausted with so many cases. The seniors were not much helpful when they speaked out loud. I could not imagine their feelings, knowing that they were at the top of their world, back in schools and colleges, and yet received the treatments. Things need to be changed, if not now then when?

 "Dan tidak (dinamakan) kehidupan dunia melainkan permainan yang sia-sia dan hiburan yang melalaikan: dan demi sesungguhnya negeri akhirat itu lebih baik bagi orang-orang yang bertaqwa. Oleh itu, tidakkah kamu mahu berfikir?" (Al-An'aam 6:32)

 Mengantuk, nak tido!!!

How I lost my best friend? (Jilid 1)

1. When you were little, I took care of you. Back then, mom was working the whole time. The only time he got back was at night (yeah, mom got no life :P ).

2. I still remember, it was me who taught you how to crawl down the bed. You kept falling and we I did several demonstrations to you. It was me who taught you numbers and colors. We learnt from the parked cars along the way to the nanny's. We sat down in front of the car, because you were confuse between 6 and 9, not realizing the owner stood behind us speechless for several minutes.

3. We rode motorcycle together to the nearby kedai (lapar sangat) because we only got one car and mom was using it. It was raining and we had a pit stop at gas station. You asked me, "kenapa kita berhenti abah?", FYI, I never stop because of raining. I did because of you.

4. It was me who taught you sifir 5, because you want to know the time, and then we continue with sifir 2, 3 and 4. It was me who lifted you up when you fall at the park. There were several times we prayed Jumaat prayer together at the mosque (Public holidays).

5. But now, mom starts her maternity leaves, and since you are growing older, you get clingy with mom, all the time. I guess this is the cycles. Deep down, I miss our moments.

6. Will repeat the same routines with your sister, insyaAllah.

Things That I Miss

1. One of the memories that I still can recall is when my dad got back home, with his old car (plate number PM4879). I would be waiting for him on tangga-batu, jumping happily. It was always late evening, when he finished his part-time job; taxi.

2. Everytime I got sick, he would carry me around inside our house, and asked me what I would like to eat. Usually, I asked for anggur hitam. Back then, it was rare and expensive. So, it took him days to get it for me.

3. 4 or 5 y.o., dad made an offer. If I could memorize sifir 1 sampai 12, he would gave me RM2. I think I got that money, lol! Never realize that made me really good in Mathematics when I was in standard school.

4. He joked around with me and teased me a lot. I remember riding his back and neck when we played kuda-kuda. He loved to get-together and cooked for big crowds. We kids would get together and having fun with with each other.

Good old memories...

Catatan lama

1. In order to put myself in single parent' shoes, I travelled around doing activities with my daughter. It is not easy! Since my wife is working shift hours, so I got a lot of chances for that.

 2. Going to bathroom is not easy! Either you hold until forever or you find a handicap toilet, which ever comes first.

 3. Driving is very challenging! Especially if your kid has motion sickness. It is not easy to control the situation if she vomits while you drive.

4. Eating at fancy restaurant is a must! 2-year-old kid like to run around and lying flat on the floor. So, be very careful. Your wife might kill you bare-hands if she knows it happened. The lists go on...

Next...

People who are closed to God~

 1. There is a stray kitten by the laundry place. Who feed it?

 2. Last night, while waiting for dryer, I followed the cat until a corner, an old lady was putting something on the road. It was her leftover, possibly from dinner. I recognised her. She is the same lady who sells goreng pisang in front of 7-eleven.

 3. There was one incident, I was exercising, hiking WangsaMaju-Telecom hill. It was morning where an old man was hiking while carrying apples and oranges. At first, I thought it was a spiritual or religous activity. Later than I knew that he was feeding monkeys and squirrels in the jungle.

 4. There was another incident at the same place in the late evening, close to Maghrib... A nice lady was wearing white-kebaya was hiking that trail carrying a lot of plastic bags on her way up that hill... Wait a minute... This is different story... Sorry.

 5. I was hiking Broga in 2011. There was a stray dog lived underneath that big rock on the top of Broga. From observation, I saw that it was fed by the hikers and it was still there during my second visit in Jan 2012. I guess, wali's are every where, whether you realise it or not~