Today, myself and dear wife took time out from work to see abah and mak off to mekah.
So we bunk in at Kak Long's with all the other family, after a good meal in Sri Kembangan last night beside the Balai Bomba and back to Kak Long's. We get together while the children play with thier cousins sampai tengah malam. Unfortunately, my lovely son, Ilyas the hero of the two had a mishap while trying to rearrange the drawers with one finger get stuck and punture with blood oozing from the tiny finger. Habis semua Atuk, Aki, Mak Long dia yang dah tidur semua terbangun from the loud 'siren' hehehe.. Blood was never my forte and after half a bottle of minyak gamat and minyak but-but to no avail. The blood still persistently wets all the tissues available. Being the bidan terjun 'bulan sabit merah', abahnya balut dengan tisu and seal off with getah that does the trick. Dah tak nampak darah. Hero Ilyas pun senyap.. and the tension mother about to give birth pun can relax a bit.. tough the trauma makes Ilyas like a twin to his mother.. tak leh berenggang langsung.. uminya nak ke toilet pun susah..hehe.. Alhamdulillah semuanya okay.. but thinking balik bila the cut was betul-betul kat lipatan jari maybe bila dia gerak gerak makes the blood tak henti henti.. Today around 2pm, Abah and Mak shall register at Kelana Jaya, Tabung Haji and hopefully mereka dapat haji yang mabrur.. Insyaallah.. That's all for today with talented Anis Syakirah looking at his uncle jotting this down and she has to practice her piano daily makes her better everytime.. kan Anis.. :)
cheerioo...
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Trembling voice..
something that I wrote prior giving a speech in front of 200 critical minds recently..inner thoughts of how I felt..hehe
O my trembling voice
will you be calm
as soothing as the cool spring in winter
will you be heard
as clear as the clapping thunder
will you be seen
as vivid as the afternoon sun where shadows have no land
O my trembling voice
may you find yourself in open arms
of these wise minds and these warm hearts
who lend you their ears
will you be strong
as brave as the hunter preying his first tiger
with only a spear and a dagger...
12.10.2008
2.45pm
Pusat Rekreasi Cheras
O my trembling voice
will you be calm
as soothing as the cool spring in winter
will you be heard
as clear as the clapping thunder
will you be seen
as vivid as the afternoon sun where shadows have no land
O my trembling voice
may you find yourself in open arms
of these wise minds and these warm hearts
who lend you their ears
will you be strong
as brave as the hunter preying his first tiger
with only a spear and a dagger...
12.10.2008
2.45pm
Pusat Rekreasi Cheras
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The good old days
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