Quantum of Solace

I’m easily irritated and annoyed. Period. So I (we) had quite a tiring day yesterday. Got up at 4.30 a.m. in order to be at the Kuantan airport in time to catch the 6.50 a.m. flight. Then straight from KLIA we went for a dialogue session at the UN Building which lasted for about 3 hours. So I went to the office haggard and decided to forgo lunch for a siesta. I woke up half and hour later, feeling a bit refresh and ready to kick back. But my high-spirit did not last for long as a few hours later this particular person came to my desk and asked me to pass this message to a colleague of mine - “Ask *** to make reservation at KLCC for ***, tapi bukan yang twin tower tu ya, the one near the taman ,” I was like OMG- a total annoyance! I’m not quite sure whether I should feel this way, as the message was meant for another person, but the way she said those words in bold – even though not directly meant to me – very annnoying and snobbish. It insulted my (our) intelligence. And I hate it when...

I went for a wedding last night in Merak Kayangan – yes they held the wedding reception on a working day. I didn’t know the reason they had it on Thursday night though, perhaps the place was fully booked during the weekend (I heard that you have to book at least a year ahead!) or it was because some other reason-significant date for the couple or stuff like that. Anyway, I don’t intend to elaborate on the wedding, it was just that on our way there, ML said something to my great astonishment.. He said, “Tinggal 100 hari lagi before our wedding..’” I said “ Is it true? OH MY GOD!” ~ silent-fumbling with the buttons on my kebaya batik. I always do that whenever I was nervous, angry, anxiety~ I asked him “ Are you sure, really..really sure?” ~Dumb question, as if I didn’t have a calendar, or just recover from short term memory lost. ~ But instead of questionning my absent-minded respond, ML being ML, so patiently he began calculating the days and the months for me oh-so-patiently and gue...

My Dad did not leave us with abundance of wealth, big house or anything like that- but he left us with this great lesson on life – we should always RESPECT others. This is not necessarily confined to human being, but other living creatures as well. My Dad argument on this was simple- every living thing should be respected- because they were all created by God, and was given the opportunity live. Then I learnt in school that every human being is the same before Allah - regardless of their status, skin color, place origin etc – the only thing that distinguish between a man with another is “ketaqwaan mereka kepada Allah”. Talking about respect, I still remember when my Dad was hospitalized for the second time; there was this Bangladeshi patient next to his bed. My Dad was allowed to eat literally everything, so we brought him food, fruits and juice. Instead of enjoying the stuff all by himself, my Dad take a look at the goodies that we brought to them and said this, “ Bagi sikit kat d...

It's been a while since I last update my blog. I got soo many great things to share here, and a few of not-so-great stuff too..(I'm a drama queen what you expect?) But I just don't have enough time to do all that...~sigh~ In the mean time, just to share our family photo during a get together a few weeks back.

"The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing"- Albert Einstein A couple of months ago, my colleague, PJ was found unconscious on the roadside near Masjid Negara with only his helmet and IC with him. Hence, the police tracked down his family in Johor according to the address in his IC. But the fact is, his family had moved to KL. Finally the police managed to get hold of the family in the afternoon, whilst the incident (or accident) took place in the morning. Ironically, our office situated about 15 minutes from the scene. And w e only got to know about the news late in the evening. While we were visiting him that evening, I could not help but to ask, "Siapalah manusia yang sanggup do such thing to another human being?" We were so full of questions, was he being robbed? or was it a hit-and-run and then he was robbed? or did he got into a fight and was beaten severely? B ut it was only him that cou...

It’s been awhile since I last attended a dinner party. Oh, I’m so vain that I don’t really bother about socializing/mingling/networking with new people during the function, I just love to prim and preen – in other word, getting ready for the event. These are the reasons why I love it: (1) Usually I'm on the organizing part, so whenever we hold a dinner, hi-tea what-so-ever we couldn't really enjoy the food, performance etc because we had to be on-standy, making sure that everything is okay- kena kerja-lah! (2) I love the process of deciding on what to wear for the event. Even if I don’t have a wardrobe full of fabulous clothes, hence there is not so not much of an option then, I just love the process. (3) After finding the clothes to wear now comes the more exciting part - choosing (or sometimes even buy new) accessories to go with the attire and matching the shoes and purse. (4) But that couldn't beat this best part -experimenting with the make-up. And because a dinner pa...

After so much of deliberation, at last The Organiser (T.O) had chosen to conduct the workshop at Fraser's Hill last weekend. I had never been there before, but were told that the road there is so narrow and winding that they have to use the tidal flow system for going up and down the hill. So on the fateful Friday evening, I packed my bag and boarded on the bus with 17 other colleagues of mine. It was so much drama since the beginning. First, we waited for almost half an hour for a colleague because the bus that she took from JB broke down in Seremban. Then as we got to Kuala Kubu Baru (KKB), it was raining cats and dogs. That was when we found out that the wiper was not functioning. So every 10 minutes or so, we had to stop to wipe out the windscreen. That was when the real drama begins.. After episodes of confrontation, salah-menyalahkan one another, smirking and all that - we realized that it was getting late and we had not perform the Asar prayer just yet. So we drove to th...