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Dalam keadaan begini

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Semalam Di Malaysia...

Tiba-tiba aku teringat pada lagu zaman aku kecil,

Lagu nyanyian D'Loyd bagai terngiang-ngiang di telinga

"Semalam Di Malaysia"... Ya... Malaysia...

Namun aku sedar, aku sekarang di bumi India yang gersang..

Gersang tanpa kasih, tanpa sayang..

Malaysia bagai menggamit aku pulang...

Pulang pada kasih dan sayang yang aku tinggalkan..

Sementara...

Bla..bla..bla..bla... :)

Aku lupa pada tarikh sebenar peristiwa itu. Namun babak-babak cemas dan genting masih aku ingat sampai sekarang. Walaupun ianya sekadar beberapa minit, cukup untuk membuat aku berpeluh dan gundah gulana...

Tahun : 1992 (Semester II)

Masa : Selepas kuliah (Kalau tidak silap, Kursus QK2012)

Lokasi : DK-G124, di luar pintu masuk bawah.

Aku : Haaaaa....

Ha : (Smile..).. Ade ape?

Aku : (Dalam hati)... Isk, cakap KL plak ngan aku... Heheheh...

Aku : Jumpe jap (KL gak la... Baru nak belajar jadi city boy). Pok Leh ade cakap tak nak jumpa?

*Iklan:

Sehari sebelum tu aku mintak tolong kawan sekuliah, PokLeh, suruh bagitau Ha yang aku nak jumpa sekejap lepas kuliah dan aku nak buat dia sebagai teman istimewa... (Adooiii... Klasiknya....)

Ha : Hehhehe.. Ada... Kenape? (Tak habih2 ngan slang KL dia ni.. Ye la dia kenal kota lagi awal dari aku..)..

Ha : Ooopssss... (dia tergelincir)

Aku : Eh.. hati2.. Jangan gelabah (Aku pun tak tahu apsal aku keluarkan kenyataan tu... Menyesal..)

Ha : (Smile... itu la modal dia dulu dan sekarang...)..

Aku : Nak gi mana?

Ha : (Aku lupa dia nak gi mana ntah...) Bahagian Akademik...

Aku : Minum jap bleh?

Ha : Hmmm.. Bleh... Kat mana?

Aku : Pusanika lah senang...

Ha : OK...

*Iklan:

Selepas order minuman. Dia tak nak makan coz baru lepas makan pagi, etc... As usual, hero la yang bayar.

Aku : Saya nak buat awak sebagai teman istimewa... (Apsal la tak de aircon kat sini...)

Ha : Hehehhe.. Apsal? Kawan je la dulu... (Dengan muka selamber... + a little bit of mafioso...)

Aku : Hmmm... Kalau setakat nak berkawan, saya tak approach awak... (Dalam hati, aku dah ramai kawan)

Ha : (Smile + hehehhehe..)

*Iklan:

Ada banyak lagi cerita keluar dalam masa 15-20 minit tu... Cerita PokLeh, Nurin, Kak Fida, etc... End up jadi kawan gak kitorang... Cuma dalam hati masih menanti jawapan yang pasti dari Ha.... Hmmm.. Kena jadi kawan dulu rupanya....

Dipendekkan cerita, pada tahun 1993 (kalau tak silap... ye la dah lama ni.. cuma kat DK-G124 tu je yg clear sikit), Ha telah mengalami satu pengalaman yang agak teruk. Tulang kakinya retak sikit dan kepalanya terhentak di jalan raya. Dia dilanggar motor Mat Kilang yang tergopoh-gapah nak pergi kerja dan Ha tergopoh gapah nak pergi kuliah. (Tu la duk kat luar sangat... Nak menyewa la konon... Tak rock duk kat asrama..). Aku dapat berita berkenaan semasa kuliah pagi di Fakulti Sains Hayat. Seolah-olah dunia masa tu kelam. Kuliah pagi tu kira macam ambik syarat je. Tengahari tu, aku bergegas ke Hospital Kajang. Ya Allah, sesungguhnya aku sayangkan wanita ini. Masa tu, ramai sangat kawan2 dia, so aku pun nak sentimentol tak leh sangat la... Tapi hero tak hilang akal, datang lagi sebelah petangnya... Tak de orang time ni....

Jeng.. Jeng...

Masa tu dia tidur. Aku tak nak kacau. Lebih kurang 10-15 minit dia sedar. Terasa aura aku kut.. Hehhehe.. Aku tengok air mata dia mengalir ke pipi. Time tu aku tahu dia perlukan seseorang untuk berada dekat. Aku turut merasa kesedihannya. Dia cakap pening sangat kepala dia... Sakit... Aku tak berani pegang dia. Hero kampung baik tau..! :). Itulah yang berlaku saban hari. Tanpa jemu aku melawat dia di hospital sehinggalah dia discharge dan balik lepak rumah kakak dia di Segambut. Sebulan dia tak pergi kuliah. Bukan dia, tapi aku yang merana... Of coz, time nak exam aku bagi la nota2 aku yang tak teratur tu... Buleh la dia pass... Cukup makan.. Yang peliknya, aku pun jadi cukup makan gak.. Isk.. isk...

Itulah turning point pada hubungan kami. Dari kawan setia kepada pasangan kekasih yang setia. Sehinggalah pada tanggal 4hb, November, 1995 aku terpaksa tamatkan.........................................

zaman bujangku.... "Aku terima nikahnya, Wan Rohaniah Binti Wan Abdullah dengan mas kahwin yang tersebut itu..." :)

Tiba-tiba aku rasa sayu... Mengenangkan aku masih di bumi India....

Anak-anak Penawar Segala Duka Pt IV

Hmmm.. I feel a bit tired today because I have gone through an intensive jogging on the threadmill last nite. Non-stop for 30 minutes at the speed of 4 mile per hours. It was about 2 miles. Lost about 100 calories. Not much anyway. But it was enuf to make my knee-cap feels like flying and my leg feels like cramping. Well, I realize that it has been a while since I left my golf walking course. All the while I play with buggy. I thought I have a lot of stamina. Huh... it has proven me otherwise.

By the way, I gotta finish my Part IV today. I better be doing it now before the training starts.

4th : Muhammad Akmal Adam (Born : 22.9.2002; 3.15pm)

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Well... This is the 4th... Yes the 4th one within 8 years then... Among my batch, I am somewhat leading the league. There are few friends who tried to catch the league position, they totally failed after I got this no. 4. Some friends say I am productive and some say I am diligent :). If you ask me, I would say it is a combination of that two. :)... (And I don't deny the fact that it was also due to "accident" while controlling our handsomeness.. ROTFLMAO...). Having said all that, we are indeed very grateful to have all of them with us. And of course, millions of thanks should go to my wife who always say no since our second boy. :). Thanks a million Mami..

Haaa... Adam was born when we have settled down a bit in KL. And that time, we have just shifted from condo to terrace house. You know, condo is expensive. However, what makes us moved was the hassle that we have to go through everyday. That time, we have got no house maid yet and we have to go out from house as early as 6.00am when the kids are still deep in sleep. If Level 2 in condo doesn't sound heavy to you, let me tell you this. What else? As a good father :), I gotta carry each and everyone of them to the nursery. Can you imagine if I were to carry Azwar, 20-25kg then... (He is now 45kg, almost the same weight with his 27 years old maid). And at times, we gotta park our car outside as the gate refused to open due to overdue maintenance fee by the landlord... Arghhh...!!!

Hmmm... I still think that Adam was born somewhere at 1 or 2p. But his mother said it's 3.15pm. So, I can't argue much right? Eventhough I know I have a stronger memory than her mom.. Hehehhe... Anyway, we got no maid yet then, I have to take care of the other 3 when her mom was giving birth to him. It was at Pusrawi Kajang. Nobody else was giving birth that day... All the staffs were so relax except the clinic they open for public. So, my other 3 kids & me were like in heaven. We can sleep on the empty bed, etc... Kids, what else they will do? They were running & screaming all the way. My wish to enter the labour room with the mom was again denied for the 4th time. None of the birth I got chance to see with my own eyes. Hope I would not miss it for the next one :).

First time I saw Adam (right after the birth), his genitals were so big. In my mind, is there any complication? Then, I was briefed by the Nurse that that was normal for new born baby. It will go off after 1 or 2 days. Huh... I remember I have never seen my first 2 boys right after delivery. Okay... As usual ( I never failed this I think) I kissed the mom. I knew she was in deep pain. It happens to all the moms in this world I think. However, have they given up on us easily? Not at all. Have they given up to have another baby? Hmmm... So, let's do our best to keep them happy. Mind me as I am bit way off. Sunddenly, my mind is on my late mom. She died of cancer. Well, she was one of my best supporters in everything I do... Mom, I love you so much.

Okay back to Adam. We got a maid by this time. So, Adam is growing at home instead of nursery. Manja? No he is not I think. Though, when he was about 1 year old, the maid asked to take care of him even at night. Well, I was not that OK initially but at the end I surrendered to the fact that her mom will need a lot of rest after 4 babies. Or will it be a real rest? :)... (Put your mind out of a gutter... We will get the 5th baby after 2+ years okay...).

Adam is now 2 years +. Coming to 3 years this September. Time really flies. You will laugh your way out when you see him dancing. The more I recall, the more it looks like "gerudi dance" you know... :). You see, he lives in the era of Akademi Fantasia. You can imagine as much as her mom likes AF, he will of course follow rite? Hehehhe... Don't tell everybody that the father likes it too. Not all the way... (If any friend calls for a drink, I will go for a drink anyway... Coz knowing the fact that AF is shown in a bigger screen at mamak's restaurant... hehheheheh). He is talking so much now. Even when I am angry with his other brothers, he will sing.. Yeh..yeh... Ayah marah War... Yeh..yeh... Ayah tak marah Adam... What laaa.... LOL.

If I come home early from office, he will run towards my little kancil (you see the mom always got a privilege, even a bigger car... it shows rite..). Then, I gotta stop & wait for him to climb in to my lap. Of course gotta drive one round the house. At times, he is OK if Ijust stop & park.

That's Adam. We thought he will be the "bongsu" one. Well, kita mampu merancang, hanya Tuhan yang menentukan... We will get our no. 5 this August. I really hope I will be in Malaysia by that time.

To the friends of my batch, if you can beat my no. 5, you take the league crown by all means. :).

I hope I can name this baby as Anis ________. Till then, "anak-anak sesungguhnya penawar segala duka"...

Anak-anak Penawar Segala Duka Pt III

I am a bit early for Part III. Anyway, the training is over and it is now 5.30pm in Bangalore. So, I have got plenty of time. Let me start with my 3rd kids, Anis Awadah.

3rd : Anis Awadah (Born : 29.11.2000; 3.15pm)

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Sapa anak ayaaaaahhhhhh??? When she was small, she will respond alsmost instantly, Wadaaaahhhh...! Well, she is now 4 years old ++. Coming to 5 this November. She is more towards her mother now. Hmmm.. Where else isn't it? A girl. Her straight hair has never been long. At times, I wish to see her hair to be as long as possible. However, she will get rashes / skin complaints that will make her uneasy through out the nites everytime her hair get down her shoulder. So, her hair will be cut either by me or the maid. She is still a lovely girl anyhow. And she likes posing very much. It's an opposite of her mother who is shy & untouchable at times. :). Some of he pictures are saved in my new little toy, Nokia 6260. As & when I miss her so much, I will navigate through the gallery. There she is, with dark glasses, with her little brother, with her mom; showing her tiny white teeth.

When she was 3 years old, she likes kissing very much. It scared me down to earth at one point. Where the xxxx did she learn that!!!? :). Was it from me? God, I did not kiss her mother in public... No doubt I like kissing her (Awadah okay... Her mom, I will not talk here) very much but not until I kiss her lips... That's what surprised me when I came back home one day, she kissed my lips. Waaaaa... Cannot man!!!! Modern life? Eventhough I am a city boy, I can't accept it. Ohh! I am still a village boy by all means. By the way, it did not happen anymore as I take precaution everytime we kiss. I like hugging her too... You know, she is not as "cekeding" as her elder brother. I think kids like to be hugged. They will feel safe & secure to a large extend. That's what I always do, hug her especially when there is thunderstorm or the TV is showing "cerita hantu". And sometimes, her brother scares her with sarong covering the head. Everytime we hug, I feel very close to her & I know I love her so much. I will do almost everything to take care of her.

A little bit of flashback. She was born when I started to realize my mistake of running own business. Well, it was about 2 years+ after Adlan was born. (A little bit of "tak sedar diri" then). During her mom's pregnancy, I was like back & forth from Kemaman to KL. (Ooo ya, I shifted to Kemaman my home town right after Adlan was born). I got a job back in KL somewhere in September 2000, 3 months before my wife delivered her. So, I got little extra money. Meanwhile, her mother was also working as a lecturer. I would say Awadah has enjoyed a little extra luxury when growing up. Good diapers, enough milk (her mom's + supplementary), etc. And I got to mention that that was the first time for her mom to go through the hassle (mind me, not really) of giving birth in the hospital. It was rather a smooth one. Except I can't ask much questions until the mom has settled down in bed after the delivery. I was lucky too because I was not on duty then & I can take leave for another 2 days. The fee was only Rm35.00. By the way, Anis Awadah, a long awaited name has finally arrived on earth.

While I was still working in KL alone for the next 1 year, Awadah has indeed grown as a cute little girl. Waaaa.. She refused to come to me when I am back home. I was a complete stranger to her. Then, not many months after that, we decided to come back to the city. My wife has to give up her college in Kemaman. It has been 5 years since then, about her age, we are in KL continue to strive for living.

Awadah is also "manja" & too sensitive. I can't even raise my voice a little bit, she will get herself to one corner and start pulling her sour face. Pamper? No use until her mother comes in. I gotta mention this, she likes Akademi Fantasia very much. Ask her who sing this song, she will tell you one by one... Zahid, Mas, Adam, Linda, etc,etc. And when I sing while driving, she will come & slap me real hard, "tak yah nyanyi, tak sedap". LOL.

Overall, she is such a loving sister. Especially, when we got our 4th one. Expected to be a girl too. Somehow, my gene was not strong enough perhaps.. :). That's Muhammad Akmal Adam, in my next entry folks!!!

Bye.

Anak-anak Penawar Segala Duka Pt II

Okay.. I am back with Part II.

2nd : Muhamamad Akmal Adlan (Born : 23.04.1998; 3.15am)

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Adlan aka Lan is the second one obviously. :-). Unlike his brother who was born in the state of his mother's origin, Negeri Cik Siti Wan Kembang (Kelate), he is a city boy. Born in Selangor, Klinik Az-Zahrah in Bangi to be exact. He was born 3.5kg if I am not mistaken. Well, as healthy as his brother I would say. Though, he grown up as a small boy instead. Hmmm... Recap the past while waiting for him to be on earth, it was rather a tough moment altogether. His mother skipped couple of vaccinations while on pregnancy. If I remember correctly, his mother has just taken two or three check-up before giving birth to him. First, of course during the initial stage of pregnancy. Second, after 4 or 5 months of pregnancy and finally right before the delivery. Well, I admitted the mistakes that I made. Hmm... While the economy was going downturn at that moment, I was as eager as the bull to kick-start my own business. Gotcha!!!! It was a total failure. Idon't want to talk about it anyway. Let me just carry over the lessons that I learned. A real precious lessons.

Back to Adlan. :-). He was growing as a normal boy. At least his brother now has someone to play with. Cute little boy. At one point, we have seen a doctor to seek advice as to why this boy is not growing as much as he is eating.. :). Mind me, he eats a lot. Even until now. He likes to keep some food to eat later too. You may guess the end, his brother will take some & they will end up quarelling. Well, the doctor says, it's nothing wrong with him. He has a strong bone, healthy heartbeart, etc, etc... FYI, he didn't take supplementary milk like his brother, Nan, Dutch Lady, etc. He fully dependant on his mother's milk. :). Could that be the reason of not growing big? May & may not be. I know by heart he will be proud of himself when he becomes a man... :).

Now, he is in Standard 1. He likes to go to school very much. It's a true opposite of his brother. Though, he is a bit "fussy" with the preparation for school. Eg. it has to be "jemput-jemput", milk, his favorite cereal, etc before going to school. You see, he is totally OK to be late at school rather than without food. On top of that, he will make sure that he finished all the homeworks. Otherwise, he will ask the mother to help him at 6.00am. As you can also see, the father is always "safe". :).

He is also a bit "manja". That's where his mother could not really take it at times. Anyhow, lately, he is growing as a good boy to his mother. Of course with a lot of pampering words, etc. Well, we as the parent learn a lot along the way. Patient is the best key word in dealing with them. Similarly, we may not expect changes to happen overnite rite? So, be patient...

I believe that is about all for now. What I can visualize now is Adlan's smile showing his "gold-plated with a lot of carat" teeth. The sweetest ever. Doctor says no need to do anything on his teeth. :). You know, he is just as tall as his 4 years old sister (coming to 5 this Nov). Anis Awadah, the most awaiting girl in the family, since 1997 :). I will talk about her in next entry.

Till then, memorizing all that will somehow soothe my feeling all the way....

Anak-anak Penawar Segala Duka Pt I

Hmmm.... The training has been psotponed for 1 hour as the board room will be occupied by VIP visitor. Let it go. I take this opportunity to brag about my kids instead... Yeah my 4 kids since my mind is still on them since last nite.

1st : Muhammad Akmal Azwar (Born : 01.01.1997; 9.15am)
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He is now 8 years old. In standard 3 as the rule says, kids who were born on 1st Jan can enter school 1 year ahead. As a blind rule follower, I have registered him to Standard 1 of Sekolah Jalan 6, Bandar Baru Bangi while he was 6 years old. :-). That's why he is now in standard 3. He was as eager as a soldier on the first 6 months. Then, he took a break for 3 month towards the end of the schooling days in 2003. Hmmm... He skipped everything, class, exam, etc... When asked, he simply said, "english teacher". At later part of the year I were to find out that his english teacher used to whack him with the wood ruler (mind me, it's a 1 meter ruler used to make lines on the blackboard....) Waaa... his mother could not really take it. So, being a professional, we have tried to write a love letter to the headmaster (or headmistress??? it's a lady... how?). No reply whatsoever. What else Azwar could do at home? Disturb his other siblings as well as "sleep, wake-up, sleep, wake-up..." LOL... As the parent, we feel guilty and at times we are in "don't know what to do" stage. Force? It wasn't really working as we have not tried once but many times & I went to wild mode instead, everytime. We have decided to just let it go... After all he is merely 6 years old then. Whenever neighbours ask, we answer with smile, the sweetest ever. He was OK when entering Standard 2. He managed it well through out the year. Of course with a lot of struggling because he can only spells, reads & counts by end of Standard 2. Even that with the help from his mother who had helped him relentlessly.

He is indeed a good boy now. Well, good as a boy. Proud being a father to him in any way. (Who else will be proud of him rite? :-)). He has made me cry out loud many times. I remember one day when he was in Standard 1. As usual, he refused to go school. He ended up at home and as usual, I will be late to work. With the eagerness to climb a corporate ladder then, I was rushing to work just to find out there was an accident at LDP where the whole road was blocked & not less than 10 cars involved. There were death too. Automatically, I was crying like a baby for no reason which has made my wife who was sitting beside me wonder. What could have happenned? In my mind, if I were to be at my usual schedule, could that be me among the coalitions? I took EL and went back home. I took Azwar & his siblings for a ride the whole day.

That's Azwar aka War. Backtrack a little bit, I expected him to be a girl when he was in his mother's womb. At least that's what doctor had diagnosed. Anyhow, we felt grateful being awarded a boy named Azwar by all means. Not to mention that his name was taken from her mother's dream. Reading her mother's blog this morning alone has kept my mind on him all day. I have finsihed a crystal cross-stitched while waiting for his birth. And that cross-stitched carries the name of "Anis Awadah" who happened to be our 3rd kids. :-). Even the second one still a boy... Muhammad Akmal Adlan...

Until next episode of "Anak-anak Penawar Segala Duka...", Cheers...

A Day of Hibernation...

I have not got online for 2 days... Nope, I was actually online checking e-mails, etc. However, I have not had enuf time to blog coz I was in the training on whole Saturday. And I was in hibernation mode on Sunday, the whole day.

I woke up at 6.30am (Indian time) on Sunday and had light breakfast. Thought of going to gym but the air in the room has made me soooo lazy. Feel good curling myself beneath the blanket... What do you expect then... I easily fall asleep until about 2.00pm, I have been awaken by a phone ring... It was from my wife... I was happy... Chit chat about 10 mins, then I continued my hibernation... Hmmm... Can't get rid to think of my 2 sons... Azwar & Adlan... They are having fever. Ironically, Azwar was singging out loud when I was online with his mom... Hey, he can sing (Astro Channel 4 was showing the audition of AF3) even in that condition... Such a strong boy... I missed them so much... I miss the mom too.. As usual, the mom is always wordless when talking about "rindu", "sayang", etc... Even after 10 years... Hmmm... My wife.. What have I done to her.. :) It's different when blogging.. I think I should be talking more to her through blog.. :-).

Saturday nite, after the training, Tabrez (the MIS guy) has brought Long Choo & me for dinner. Hyd Mahal Restaurant. The briyani was indeed very good.

This morning, Santy (Acer India) has told me that his friend has died on the spot yesterday due to coalition between the bike & the bus... Hmmm... The traffic condition is really killing... I hope nothing will happen to me. Sometimes, I do feel scared especially when the taxi that I am using daily make a turning in front of many other vehicles... Well, I am far from qualified to drive here... Even, I chose not to drive here...

It's a working day for India today. Malaysia is celebrating Wesak day. Not for them. It's an optional. Hmmm..? It's good anyway coz I can actually finish / expedite the deployment here...

Okay.. I gotta start the training now...

Bye,...

Miss home very much...

p/s - apa i melalut ni ha...

The Food, The Culture & The People

Hey.. I am back... I feel so diligent blogging these few days... Dunno why.. :-). It's like someone is pushing me from the back. Kinda hidden energy... Sort of...

Haaaa... I finished my work at about 7.00pm, roughly (local time) yesterday. It was about 9.30pm Mesian time. However, I gotta wait for a friend of mine (Chinese man from Mesia too) as he was loading some data into the server for today's UAT. And at the same time, I gotta check some inventory matters with the colleague in Mesia. He asked me to hook up the messenger. Well, it was hooked up anyhow. But it was not him who appeared to be my chat-mate last nite but a "magician". Hmm.. 1 hour or so? A lot of stories... (Ms. ALDC, the magician is your new blog friend who is so famous with "proba"...heheheh.. Put your mind out of a gutter haa... She can't be no. 2 remember? More so, both of you are like a good friends already whaaatttt...)

(Tapi kan... good friend can always share rite?... Heheheh.. Kalau la bukan kerana family dia yang dah set the rules, buleh cair ni... :D)

Okay la... It was not that that I want to mention today. It's about my argument with the hotel manager last nite about the phone line that was sooooo difficult to connect. Initially, I asked him where can I get the "international dialing card". He was like blur and knows nut about it. In my heart, what la, tak pernah gi oversea ke... Stupid... Sombong la konon... Then, lepas habis argue tu, I came to think about me in Malaysia. If anyone asks me about this card in Malaysia, did I know one? Hmmmm... Macam tak tahu gak... Laaaa... I was as good as him laaa.... LOL... ROTFLMAO.... Or rather I was as stupid as him laaa... Hmmm tahu tak pe...

By the way, it wasn't end there, I brought him to the hassle that I faced the nite before where I was trying the whole nite to connect to my home with hotel phone. It was no avail at all. (Ingat nak guna skill complaint from Mesia la.. Ye la I ni kan complant manager. Experience naik court 2/3 kali ngan customer ingat nak guna la sikit). Then, the manager asked me what prefix did I dial? I said, 0,0,603xxxxxxxx my home number la of coz. Oooo.. he said, it was wrong.... I felt a bit embarassed but never lost the fighting spirit, hey who instructed me to do that? It's your guys whaaattt? He then looked at his staff.. The face of his staff was blacken coz he tried for me too the nite before. I pun takde la nak gado2 lebih sangat. Sebab "rindu" je I would not fight until that much la... Ye la bukan cerita hindustan ni.... :-)..

So finally, I managed to get connected with my beloved wife.. Alaaaa Si Ms ALDC tu la... Dia plak buat sentimental... I said, I miss you... Dia jawab, hmmmm... I miss you... Hmmm... Laaa apa kena cik adik aku ni... Oooo rupa2nya her mother (my in law) ada kat sebelah.. Kahakhakhakhakahka.... Anyway, lena la tidur sikit malam tadi...

Well, because I sleep sooooo tight last nite, I woke up at 6.00am (local).. I got another 3 hours for the office to open... So, I landed my back on 3 pillows and switched on the TV (malas nak cakap gi semayang nanti orang kata nak tunjuk alim plak... heheh)... As usual, channel 71... Pagi2 buta tengok fashion show... Huh... It was just for a while kay...!!! Then, I took my shower & decided to go for early breakfast while waiting for another friend to come down. What did I take this morning? Cornflakes + wheatflakes with cold milk, Poori Bhaji with Dhal, Chana Batura with Dhal, Baked Bean, Bombay Toaster, Medu Vada, Bombay Ommellette and strawberry shake.. Waaaaa..... Bear with me for another few minutes, let me explain what they are.. :-)

• Poori Bhaji is like prata.. Roti canai la... But this one is like roti canai tak jadi... You know, instead of bulat it is 4 segi and it is really in bad shape... Gelembung sana gelembung sini... :-) Has to eat it with either curry or dhal... Its dhal is sweet.. Not bad...
• Chana Batura is similar to the above but in round shape... Kalau kat Mesia is like cakue.. (char kuey).. Bukan char kuey teow.. Alaaa roti yg ada inti kacang then goreng tu... Tapi si chana batura ni tak de inti.. Kempis je macam bola getah tak de angin... Am I too much...? Okay... The taste was good anyhow.. Pun makan ngan dhal gak...
• Baked bean.. Biasa la... Tapi bukan kacang merah macam Yeos punya tu... Macam kacang hijau yg kita buat bubur kacang tu... I took 2 scoop je... Tak larat... Saje nak test...
• Wheatflake + cornflakes.. Macam tak tahu... Kita kan western... heheheh...
• Bombay toaster... None other than roti bakar bersalut telur...
• Medu Vada. Kat Mesia macam ada ni... Bentuk macam doughnut. It's soft & crunchy...
• Bombay ommellette. Telur la kan.. Tapi it's baked like roti kosong, oooppsss sorry it's like roti croissant tu... Macam bentuk boomerang tu kan... Soooo big...

Hey.. can you just imagine I took all that for my breakfast... Yeah, such a heavy one... Coz this was the longest breakfast I ever take.. 1 hour15 min while waiting for my friend to come down... Huh...

Now I am wondering, will I be as thin as I was in the college... Or.... Will I as big asssssss.... Hmmm...

Okay la.. okay la... Till then, wish everyone of you happiness. No offense intended to anybody...

Bye...

Indiranagar... The town that I am staying...

Yeah, that's the name of the town that I am now staying... It may be a small part of Bangalore. By the way, that may or may not be relevant with the story that I am telling you now..

Remember, I promised to come back with my 3 star hotel, etc...? I did not expect a big lobby with a wide swimming pool, etc.. No big deal actually.. But I did not expect the lift can just go up to level 3... I gotta walk up the stairs to reach my room at 4th floor... :-)... Hehehe.. Of coz one gentleman was there to help me carry my big luggage... Cuma on the way up tu, I punya tali beg NB terputus plak.. Yang bestnyer, besi cangkuk tu melayang singgah near my eyes.. Rasa nak meraung pun ada.... Senak, pedih, ngilu... Bercampur2... Ya Allah, apa dugaannya nih... Dah la bini jauh.. Sapa yang nak gosok nih... :-)... Bengkak jap.. Sengal & senak tu masih terasa sampai hari ni.. (Baru dua hari.. logik la...)

Well, the hotel is generally OK... The bedroom is good (neat & tidy).. Breakfast pun orait.. TV sampai 100 channels.. Letih menekan butang remote... What do you expect..? 90% Hindi without sub-title.. So..? Either tengok kartun or Star Movie.. Tapi ada satu channel tu "71".. (Ingat tu..) They call it "F" channel... It's all about fashion... If I am not mistaken, this is from US.. So, tak pelik la kalau model2 diorang tu siap dedah sana dedah sini... Hmmm... Since channel lain semua hindi and aku hanya paham "me tum se pyar karte he..", this may be the channel of my choice for the next 3 weeks... Hehehhe... Tapi bila pulak aku suka ngan fashion2 nih... Hmmm (Ms ALDC sure e-mail lepas ni nih...)

Ooo ya.. on the way to office yesterday I saw a man on his bike... Bike ni a bit classic macam my father punya dulu.. I used to call it "Honda butir nangka" (slang org kampung I la ni) coz tangki minyak dia tu macam biji nangka... What happened then, dia sikat rambut dia sambil bawak motor... You know, bila kita sikat rambut kita akan guna dua2 tangan kan? Ye la satu sikat and satu lagi like "lurut" and sapu rambut kita a bit rite? That exactly what he did while riding his motorbike... Hehhehe... Magiknya... Buleh masuk "You asked for it..?" punya program tu.. Lagi magik coz masa tu kereta bersimpang-siur.. Sibuk gilerrr... Tambah plak ngan 3 seater taxi diorang tu... Nak masuk simpang main hentam je... Taxi ni kalau kat Tahiland orang panggil "tuk-tuk".. Sebijik la macam tu... Apapun taxi yang bawak I ke office ni kira kereta la... Local product macam proton kita la... Nama dia "TATA"..

Dengar cerita, diorang kena renew insurance kereta every month.. Now you know how do they drive..? :-)

That's all for now.. I am still on my mission to expedite the deployment here... So that I can go back to Mesia early... Rindu woooo...

Hmmm.. dok kat India ni kadang2 I mengalami masalah "proba mental".. :-)... Teringat blog sorang kawan tu pasal ni... Tapi bukan pasal nak pakai baju ke tak utk datang kerja la...

Chow.. chow.. chow...

First Day In Bangalore...

Huh.. The whole lot of fun is coming... With teardrops... Heheheh.. Ye la ayah mana yang tak rindukan anak2 when away from home... And suami mana yang tak rindukan isteri... 3 minggu is a bit too long I belive... To me lorr... It's like being alone again after soooo many years... Well, I still cannot understand how can the guy survive when the wife is away for 3 years studying in UK... Hmmmm... Or kerja kat Sarawak (pelantar minyak) and the wife is in Semenanjung... Wow...

Anyway, tu tak pe la coz "cari makan" ye tak.. For the family gak kan... (Tapi.. my mind is still boggling with it..)

Come back to Bangalore... First of all, it's not what I expected... My friend said (b4 I departed), Bangalore is an IT Hub of India... My expectation was that, hmmm Cyber Jaya perhaps... Or much bigger than that to the fact that Bangalore have a lot of expertist. Be it in programming, technology, etc... Was my expectation too high or otherwise... Let's see what's coming...

I departed at 10.15pm, 17th May from KLIA.. Feel good... Really.. Such an internatianal airport... Proud to be Mesian.. :-).. I have been in Sydney, Bangkok, Spore... (To name a few.. Tu je pun yg dah sampai...heheh).. I think KLIA is still no. 1... Well, Spore buleh lawan sikit la.. Bangalore airport (see I can't even remember it's airport name...), I was a bit "terpinga2" after coming out from the plane (partly coz I just woke up), then I realize I did not fill up my disembarkation form yet & I left it in the plane... I was a bit "gabra" coz right after the flight door, it's already the immigration desk... Huh.. Unlike KLIA (puji lebih sikit ni...), we gotta walk on the horizontal escalator for say 10-15 mins to reach the immigration rite..? Pas tu siap kena naik train lagi... Hmmm, I got one form from the attendant there anyway... Then, halfway, I noticed that form was intended to the Indian Nationals... Waaaaa.... Do I really look like one... (Nanti la I attach my pic...) Kalu betul, betul la kata my friend, it's like balik kampung... Isk..isk..

By the way, the 1st episode settled... I was again "terpinga2" after taking my luggage.. Someone has offered me "bunga"... Eh, I don;t want to buy any bunga laaa... Noticed my "blurness", the girl said, it's the complimentary from the airport... Ohh OK... :-)... My terpinga2 was not for that actually... After I was out from the luggae area, it was supposed to be the arrival area rite...? Where everybody is waiting & for me someone should have waitred with my name printed on the plaque. None of them.. Where are they... Then, I noticed one signboard "EXIT"... I chose to exit... Waaaaa... then only I saw the crowd.... Eh... The roof is already the sky.... Ooooo OK, this is the waiting area... :-)...

I reached hotel at 12.00pm (local.. about2.30am in Mesia)... Call home jugak la... My wife sleepy voice.. Aahh.. camna? OK.. Miss you too... 40 secs cost me RM10.40.. Hmm... Am I too petty..? Nope... My wife knows me.. Those who know me, won't say that too...

A lot more to story anyway... But I would rather stop here first... Next episode.. So much to tell within couple of hours in India... I will be back with my 3 star hotel, 3 seaters taxi, a man with his comb on his bike, etc...

Bye...
p/s - Tak de la teruk sangat pun Bangalore ni.. Some parts tu, I exaggerated sikit... Ye la tambah perisa... :-).. Don't get offended anyone... Okay...

Ups & Downs In Our Life... Fun...? May be...!!!

Dear My Virtual Friends,

I knew by heart, you may or may not exist out there... But I feel good when I can blog something off my chest at times... I can understand now why those naughty kids (in my old days) like to "conteng" the walls. Be it in the toilet, the bus station, even the bus itself... It's all about blogging something out from their lungs... :-)

Hmmm... It has been couple of days since my last blog... I have been very busy with the new system in the office. Moreover, I am in the middle of preparing a new system for India... Gotta fly to India next Tuesday.. I was not in the mood of leaving the country again actually. And I have been toying with all means to postpone it. Even with 2 or 3 days delay, I would be very happy. However, I have decided 2 hours ago not to delay my flight.. Feel like "bawak diri" somewhere.. Hmmm.. Bangalore, I am coming.... Why? It's all about our ups & downs in life... 2 hours ago was probably the downsize of my life...

Wait.. wait... I am perfectly on the ground... And I know the fact that if I am too serious I am not gonna have fun... But again, things are entirely beyond our control sometimes... So, let it go lorrrr... Layan la sikit.. :-)

.....to be continued.... (after prayer...)

Sambung la jap lagi... Baru 12.10pm.. Nak keluar pukul 12.30.. See whether I can finish this off... :-)

I recall one phrase (the one stuck at the wall of my boss's room)... If the going is easy, you are going downhill... Lebih kurang.. I can't really phrase it words by words... It perhaps is very true... So, to be frank with you guys, that's how I comfort my ownself... There must be hurdles, hindrances, obstacles, all kinda problems, issues, etc in life. Nevertheless, as long as it is long... oooppssss sorry, as long as we determine to go thru it, we will find the light at the other end of the tunnel anyhow..

Soooo, I am determined to wait for the upsize of my life again... If you can help in any way you can, do drop me a message or two...:-)

Till then, I wish myself a peaceful moment in the mosque afterwards... :-)... Most of the time, I am listening to "khutbah" while I close my eyes.. Khusyuuuukkkk giler..... And sometimes, someone will need to pat my shoulder for the prayer begins... Hahahahha.... LOL...

Okay lorrr... My girlfriend ALDC asked me this morning, who's "Puteri" ? She has left her message in my blog 2 days ago... Hehehhehe... I told her that she is someone who has helped me with my survey... SPSS thing... And the question continued, how did I know her... Hmmm... Come on... I am not falling to her coz she can't be no. 2. Go & read her blog... Hahahahha.. I am still laughing... Hmmm.. At least I am able to laugh even I am now at "dawn".. :-).

Bye.

An Eventful Weekend...

It was indeed an eventful weekend... Mother's day little celebration at home plus golf of course... I chose to remember the Mother's day celebration though... Golf did not do me good yesterday... First time in 1 year I got back my 100+ score... What a shame... :-)... I knew why anyway... I was too serious when my swing went off the orbit, the ball gone off the track, etc... Ended up, I could not really recover my game...

Never mind... I should do something better next round... But one thing, golf is really a mental game (well to the benefts for the beginner.. :-)).... If you have something in your mind, forget to play golf... It will disturb your mind to a certain extend.. :-).. Then, you are not able to synronize your body & your swing anymore.. Hahaha.. I am not a "guru" anyway... So, let's stop this...

Back to Mother's day. One day before that, I went to KLCC. Remember, I promised to do something for the Mother's day? That was exactly my intention when I was in KLCC... Looking & looking around... I really set my mind to bring something back home. Coz 2 or 3 days before that, my eldest son has told me that he has bought something for the mom with the money that he begged from me (in which it was given with a good preach...)... I felt so touched...

Finally, I got 1 handbag, 1 photo frame (like pewter thing you...), 1 words plate (it's all about praising mother..) & 1 small teddy bear with the tag praising the mother too... As my beloved wife pointed out in her blog, it was soooo touching when each of them comes out handing the present to the mom...

Hmmm.... To the Mom... Jangan salah sangka hah... It was just a complot between the kids & me... Hahha.. Your eldest son suggested that... See... Don't be so serious on me when I come back late... No fun lorrr...

Okay la... Banyak kerja plak ni...
Bye...

I have to recover myself....

Well... My morning was not started quite well today... Kids refused to put away their blanket for school. They simply wanted to continue sleeping... Ignoring us who were not trying hard enuf to wake them up... Hmm.. It was raining last nite by the way... But they have to go to school....

Ended up, I left them & out to work... Frustrated... (Bengang...@#$%!)

I was a little bit too serious this morning I think.... That's why there was no fun at all...

p/s 1 - As usual my dear wife has saved the whole situation...

How did I know that my wife has saved the whole thing...?
After settling down in the office this morning...
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Ring.. ring... ring...
Me : Hello (So sour... morning maaaa).. :-)
My dear wife : Where are you?
Me : In d office... You?
My dear wife : Office too... They all go to school...
Me : Who sent them?
My dear wife : Me lorr....
Me : OK... Hmmm..... (Feel guilty & dunno what to talk...).... OK... Ok loorrr.. Breakfast?
It was a bit too late coz the line was disconnected...

p/s 2 - Really feel guilty... Mother's day?... I gotta do something for her... Especially when kids asked last nite, "apa nak bagi kat mak this Sunday?"... "A bouquet of flowers????.... Hmmm....

p/s 3 - Ayooo... I am scheduled to play golf this Sunday... Gotta do something.. Gotta do something....

p/s 4 - I am still a bit too serious I think... Okay... Cool down.... Am back to work...

Getting Into It...

It's rite...
I have been thinking to have a space to brag about a lot of things freely (so to speak :-)) for quite some times... However, it has come to a reality after my beloved wife bought her very own Acer NB 1 day ago... Well, I do have my own NB anyway.. But, you know, while the NB is still new (or while the schoolboy eagerness of getting new toy is still fresh...) I chose to try this for the first time... More so, both of us (my wife & me) share the same interest all along...

Okay.. I gotta put a full stop soon... It's getting late and I haven't taken my shower (after hitting few golf balls) yet... Hmmm.. At least, I have got my first version done (while my wife is jealously watching at it...)..... :-).

For the sake of new friends, I will get into introducing myself later... 2nd or 3rd version perhaps... Nothing much to intro about myself anyway... :-).

Points to ponder:
A little bit of seriousness, a whole lot of fun....

Keep pondering....
Bye...