Quantum of Solace

I find it disheartening following the news lately. One was about a local celebrity who manage to complete his 'quota' and the other one was about a certain club who want to teach the wives on how to 'keep' their husbands. Both news came at about the same time. Coincidence? To tell the truth, I am disgusted of both 'breaking' stories. I don't understand how could such trashy stories made into the headlines. Not only that, it also got the 'follow-up' news for days and unmistakably had became the hot conversation topics for many days. And please tell me what good do we get from it? Nothing. Really. Except that the celebrity had officially reigned 'HERO' status (at least from most of his male counterpart) and now we know that pre-marriage course should be held at brothels rather that lecture halls! So now we don't need marriage councellors anymore and perhaps we s hould engage sex workers (not the one from Lorong Haji Taib, but first cla...

Bila tin kosong berbunyi, Suaranya yang lantang, nyaring sekali, Orang sekeliling pasti memerhati, Tin kosong megah, bangga sekali... Maka berterusanlah ia berbunyi, Cakapnya berdegar, tidak terperi, Berkata apa, tiada yang peduli, Berbunyilah ia tiada berhenti... Tapi tin kosong lupa... Bila tin kosong berbunyi, Mungkin ada yang rasa benci, Sembangnya panjang tidak bererti, Bunyinya keras, menyakitkan hati, Tin kosong juga lupa... Bila tin kosong berdiri, Dia terhoyong-hayang ke kanan dan ke kiri, Ditolak angin, jatuhlah ia ke tepi.. Tin kosong tidak sedar.. Nilai dirinya hanya pada pengumpul besi buruk, Itu pun jika keadaannya tidak karat, masih berbentuk.. Lain pula halnya dengan tin yang ada isi, Bunyinya kurang, tapi sentiasa dicari, Kerana badannya sarat mengandungi isi, Dipukul angin, tetap tegap berdiri.. Nadym, Hotel Rennaissance KL, 31 Mei 2011

I'm always interested in what other people is wearing to the fact that I could easily tell if the outfit is new. New clothes look more crisp and there is a certain glow on the person who wears it that made me just know that the outfit is new. A gift perhaps? I don't know =) But that is definitely a winning ice-breaker. A simple and sincere acknowledgement on what the person is wearing, such as "That dress looks good on you, where do you get it?" or, "Is it new? The color really suits you," will always make that person blushed a little, and more often or not you will get the standard reply, " Tak adalah, murah je baju/kasut/handbag ni'". But their expressions could't lie. J ust look at the brimming face, half smile - a sign that they are pleased that their good taste is being acknowledged and appreciated. You can be sure that yo u are definitely in their good books now. Spending half of the day at work, I could not help but to analyze what ...

Kami bangun pagi seawal dinihari. Usai membersihkan diri dan menyucikan rohani, kami menuju ke lubuk rezeki. Meninggalkan anak-anak yang masih lena diulit mimpi. Rasa tak sampai hati, tapi ayah dan emak perlu mencari rezeki. Kami mula menuju ke destinasi. Yang berkereta menempuh kesesakkan lalu-lintas pagi. Yang bermotorsikal menyelit di celah-celah kenderaan gergasi. Yang menaiki pengangkutan awam berasak-asak di dalam bas dan LRT. Tergesa-gesa, rasa tak selesa hanya di simpan dalam hati. Kami menarik nafas lega jika sempat sampai pejabat sebelum waktu. Mungkin masih sempat mengalas perut bersama rakan-rakan sekutu. Itu pun masih tak tentu. Selambak tugasan telah menunggu. Tak perlu pun buat list-to-do! Kadang-kala kami tersalah mengatur waktu. Atau ada perkara lain yang perlu dibantu. Menyebabkan kami lewat sampai ke muka pintu. Bersiap-sedia untuk merayu. Dalam hati menyumpah dan menggerutu, "Mengapa saya tidak keluar 10 minit lebih awal pada pagi itu?!" Kami menuju ke mej...

I hit the big '3' on January, or as some nicely put it, I'm now belong to the three-series club. Entering a new decade, of course I aspire to be a better person, in every possible way - a better wife for my husband, a better daughter to my Mom, a better Mom for my darling Adeelia, a better daughter-in-law to my parents-in-law, a better friend to my buddies, a better contributor to my organization and towards our target group, and undeniably a better Muslim. But of course I'm not a super woman , and far from being a perfect person. Depending on the time and situation, I can be quite unpredictable at times. But I guess, as a 30-year old, I have to be more consistent in my undertaking, more mature and I would like to see myself projecting a calm and collected demeanour =). So as a reminder to myself, h ere are some of the things that I would like to tell my 30-years self: 1. Fat is good ~ if only you're referring to your bank account! So save up MORE consistently. A...

Sedar tak sedar dah 47 hari saya menjadi ibu = habis tempoh berpantang = MERDEKA!! I marked my long awaited 'independence' by going grocery shopping at AEON AU2. Memang tak grand pun aktiviti tu, but at least I got to breathe the outside air =). But the preparation for our first outing with Adeelia was quite a long and tedious process. There were a lot of firsts for a first time parents like us. From packing the baby stuff (I brought everything even if the store was just 5-minutes away from home!), fixing the car seat, assembling the stroller, preparing the expressed breast milk (EBM) (should we went out pass her feeding time) and of course choosing the right outfit for mommy! Seriously I really need to shop for new outfits to suit with my current lifestyle and ehem weight. Hahaha! Right now I'm in the not-here-nor-there body shape. I still couldn't fit into most of my pre-pregnancy clothes, but my maternity clothes are tad too big for my current size. Plus I don...

August 7, 2010, 5-something a.m. ~ Sangat sakit, dah tak boleh stay still. Pusing ke kanan kiri semua serba tak kena. The nurse came to check. Alhamdulillah dah 4 cm dilated. Yang kelakar kakak nurse yang check tu pun sama excited. Dari muka mengantuk, terus dia segar! Dalam pada gembira with the dilatation, I found the pain was unbearable. I had been 'in the process' for so long and hadn't eaten anything for almost a day, thus I was too weak . (Or so I guess). Once again I broke my birth plan by requesting for epidural. The nurse prepared me for labour. I was given e nema (again) and she took off the drip as I wanted to get up on and use the bathroom. I had enough of catheter and I need to refresh myself before labour. 6 a.m.~ I was brought to the labour room. Finally! The anaesthetic was already in there to give me epidural. It was like a magic. Within a few minutes the pain was gone. MH entered the room after the procedure was completed. He looked haggard due to la...