Quantum of Solace

As I was waiting for my ride yesterday evening, a grey Persian cat walked pass me. I have a soft spot for cats- whenever I see one, I will get this mushy gushy feeling all over me. And being in close contact with the feline friends for almost a decade, I can tell whether a cat is a he or a she by just looking at the face, and not at the back..huhuhu. Here's an example, can you tell which one of this cats are female and male? Both answer are wrong as both are female! I think the former pic is more obvious as May had a rather feminine look despite of her rugged fur. The latter is Dedek, in her not so-cute pose. Anyway the grey that I saw in front of my office building cat did not bring that sort of warm feeling inside me. No..it is not that the cat is ugly. I think that cat is such an elegant creature, thus there is no ugly cat in this world. It was because the way that she walked-limpy, terjengkit-jengkit. It looked like she had just been hit either by a car or motorcycle. A few

I have a few confessions to make. First, I would always look forward for my Sunday newspaper. I got cheap thrills by browsing from page to page of my favorite Star Mag; drowning myself into the well written articles about people, culture and places. Whilst I don't usually agree with most of the columnists namely Dzof Azmi and Dzireena, I really look forward for the weekly features which usually about interesting story of the ordinary people. But last Sunday my favorite pick had to be this article “Praise, Don’t Disgrace” by Nithya Sidhhu. At first I was just reading it for the sake of reading as she had never been my favorite writer. She is an educationist, so her piece would always evolve around school-teacher-student-school administration and stuff like that. However, this time as I got down to the very last word in her piece, I found that I could relate to the thing that she wrote. It was about name calling. She brilliantly describes the situation as this, "Name calling is

I have had a few really mandom days last week, but little did I know that my weekend would end up well... What I Did Over the Weekend 1.50 p.m, D’Seri Endon, Putrajaya – Chai and Dini's Wedding Reception - Being based in KL, I missed out a great deal of things a.k.a. I was practically ‘out of the loop’ when it comes to the latest news and development (?) about my batchmates. But last Sunday I did managed to catch up with a few friends at the wedding. However, things were never the same without the presence of Adzlin, Dalina dan Raject- my closest female friends. . Kenangan di Audi- tapi kami bukanlah Siamese Twin Yes, we had done with the *PA thing for more than 2 years now, and yet deep down inside I still have this sense of belonging to the clique. We were practically inseparable during the 6-months period. We endured soo many things together -there were tears (di tepi kolam ikan di Audi bila kena pecah Sidang) , laughter, lot of silly stuff, episod kecil hati/merajuk (

Initially I really look forward for today. I woke up feeling cheery, put on my best baju kurung , and I was soo glad that I had a good-skin day today. You see, I was supposed to attend this programme in Serdang later in the afternoon, thus, I had it all planned out- 3.00 – 6.00 pm - Programme in Serdang 6.00 pm onwards - Meet Hidayah a.k.a. HA (as I referred her to in my previous posts) Afterwards - ML to join us. Hidayah is my very good friend back to the days when both of us were freshies in UPM. Now she is pursuing her Ph.D in Japan and I haven’t seen her for quite sometimes, I guess since last February. So now, she is back in Malaysia for a short-one-week break and we hope to meet up at least once before I tie the knot. However, our schedules were incredibly crazy, and the fact that I live in Setapak and she resides in Dengkil made it more difficult for us to meet up more often. So when I got this memo that I had to attend this programme in Serdang, I was so excited as I could arra