Umpan habis kerong tak dapat

 

Haaiiih.Pasal apa la tak dapat fikir secara logika.Tak akan ada magica .Kena strika ada la.

Bukan apa geram sangat baca kisah orang yang senang kena exploit ni.

Last night on 360 was shown how easy to part with your hard earned money.Duit berbantal2 serah macam tu sahaja kat orang.Konon boleh meratip dan duit sebantal boleh jadi sekapal.Kejadian berlaku di nun sana……atas gunung jerai.

My late friend once told me that she befriended someone who could for free call treasures to appear .And the treasures were from Mecca! Macam2 harta karun dah dapat.Gelang ada,rantai ada ,cincin ada. Its too good to be believed.

Why are we too gullible? Senang kena con. Kalau si con man datang dgn pukau dia tak tau la apa nak kata.Tapi baru dapat phone call ,e mail saja dah percaya.

Once a van pulled up in our neighbourhood.Maka turunlah dgn muka berseri2 si lelaki cina ni kat depan rumah ku.

LC:     Ayaa akak lu manyak untung la ini hali.Salikat wa ada      cabutan bertuah ah. Akak punya nombo lumah ada menang manyak busat woo.

Aku: Aha menang apa? BMW.Mecedis.Kapai Telebang?

LC : Ada .Ada. Akak banyak untungla.Tapi aaa ……

Aku: Apek lu tunggu sat.

I went into the house.Salesman are usually not allowed past the grill door.

Aku: Hei apek,lu tengok ini sulat kaba.Itu lu punya salikat aaa.

Great world ……….Lu sudah banyak kali tipu orang eh.

I thrust the newspaper clipping that I had kept infront of his face.It was taken from utusan konsumer.

I could see that the salesman’s face had turned ashen.I had read the plight of people who were taken for a ride by this company.And I was lucky to notice the name of the company plastered on the van.

Apalagi tak tunggu lama la amoi2 dan jejaka jejaka Greatworld tu kat situ.Selamat aku.

Rasa pelik bila seseorang yang baru dapat ribu raban ringgit tapi sen pun tak ada..Ada misteri nusantara ka?

To my children.

Sekali sekala tu baca la utusan konsumer dan hal ehwal semasa selain majalah up trend tu.Berbaloi .

mak pesan jgn caya cakap orang bujur bujur tau.Takut kena telan bulat bulat.

Maal hijrah 1431

 

Happiness keeps you Sweet,
Trials keep you Strong,
Sorrow keeps you Human,
Failure Keeps you humble and
Success keeps you glowing, but only
Faith & Attitude Keeps you going...

 

 

Before leaving for Dewan 2020

Dressed in his baju melayu

You have this to say,

May this  be the hijrah that we had been searching

Between my half closed eyes

I answered

There’s so much that I prayed for

and this is what we’re going into .

Amin.

 

Love my family no matter what.

time flies

 

Time flies.Time flies.Yes,and I beg to elaborate.

It doesnt fly on wings but on supersonic jet engine.

It was as if yesterday that I held all my babies in my arms.Singing lullabies for them  to sleep and coaxing them to eat.

The shrill cries of the newborn baby next door brought memories of my struggles to bring them up.

Without assistance from the grandparents I had to juggle between work and home.Sleepless nights were the order of the day.Once I fell asleep upright with the baby on my outstretched legs. I’ve been consoling her for hours .She had  fever.

There were times when every married daughter in my and cik ley’s  family would have babies at the same time.So we could have 5 babies born back to back.The baby boom was in 1983.

Now the house is in silence.

Maybe this is what I wanted.

So what have I to complain.

I can now write as much as I want

I can now read,

watch tv as much as I wanted

But I couldn’t talk as much as I had!!

Poor me.

near misses – chicken shits

 

Pa or ba as we called him was famous for his short of temper.It was panas baran but mum was one cool dame.Their combination was such that sometimes its hard to accept but we children persevere.

Although we were dirt poor but for ba there was no excuse for having red marks.Our books were scrutinised every night and low marks in exams means whacking .Mean whacking.

I think I might be in my first year in an English medium school.Being among the youngest in the class I must be struggling to adapt to the new medium of instruction.

Formerly I was in an all malay girls school right in Kulim town and its just a walking distance away from home.

In Year 3 ,together with year 4 and 5 pupils all over the country we sat for an exam.This was for the admission to the special malay class . To our surprise 5  year three pupils passed the exam and were sent to Tunku Malik School in Kilang Lama from my school. And I was one of them!

So in our class the age ranged from 9,10 and 11! and it was a co ed school.No longer was I dressed in baju kedah but in a pinafore.No longer was I walking to school but I have to walk and struggled and scrambled for the bus at the bus station.

One night ba was going over my sister’s books and he was one fierce teacher.It would be my turn next.Well my exercise books were not in order.So silently I crept down from the house and hid behind the house . I didnt know what made me go into the coop when I heard my father’s thundering voice calling for me.

When they found me, father’s anger had subsided and I was spared the rod.Ha ha who said chicken shit didnt save your day?Well mine did.

My friends from yr 3 sekolah perempuan kulim were Azizah,Sabariah,Aishah and Mariah. ALL their names ended with ah.Funny kan except me with on. Teringin nak jumpa depa and cikgu Tom was my teacher. Sayang cikgu.

What happened to one Ishak Harun from my yr 4-form 5 classmate? I heard that he was involved in a freak accident in Melaka.Hope it was not him.

near misses- pak chad ketipang payung

During my growing years,there was this not so young man who reigned terror among the children. The sight of him in a pelikat holding a paper umbrella could be seen around Kulim town.Once in a while he would chase children just for the fun of it.

It was on our journey home from school when our bunch of comrades bumped into pak chad.We acted innocently when he passed us by.

When we thought we were a safe distance from him ,we  broke into a song.

Pak Chad ketipang payung

Pak Chad ala payung

ayung

Apalagi pak chad yang sedia gila tu bertambahlah gila.Dengan payung ditangan kain disenteng bertempiaran lari budak budak nakal tu dihambatnya..

I was pale and breathless when I reached home.Taubat tak buat lagi.

Once he made his way into SSB causing chaos in the school.I was minding the school library when he made his appearance.Apalagi cepat2 tutup pintu.Masa tu dia marah anak melayu pakai skirt.And I was one of them.

I came to know that pak chad was related to one of our famous actor.Kesian kan.

 

   ni bukan pak chad

near misses – my gulps of water

The tempayan affair occured when the family was in JPL.Piped water was unheard of in those days.So the villagers had to rely on well bored out of the ground.Sometimes during draught season we had to travel to the foots of the hills where water could still be tapped.Imagine carrying pails of water nearly a kilometre away from home.

The tempayan or the huge earthern pot was used to store water.I think I might be less of a kindergarten kid.I was all by myself in the bathroom.Reaching for the water in the pot ,I stumbled head on into the water. I might have gulps of water when a hand fished me out. Luckily my cries for help was heard by a neighbour.

Imagine if he was late for a few minutes.! Jadi ikan jerung or ikan duyung lah makcik.

Still remembered the carefree time we had bathing in the parit hell until mother reached for a branch.Mana tak kena tibai,ayak parit buat mandi.I think all my comrades on that day got a beating from their mothers.ha ha.

Being children from that era and living in a village,we were not afraid to go into the drains to catch ikan laga or is it ikan karin.Cari pucuk maidin ,biji saga,kayu api were parts of our adventure.It was such a carefree life.The rubber plantation and the tunku’s orchard were our playground.

Yes,we were a bunch of naughty children out to have our own rendezvous.

          

the tempayans

quiz: which one do you think is the tempayan in question?

parit hell …….. drains by the health authority

near misses – losing your footing

Had you ever experienced near fatal misses.Could never forget that one incident in the 70’s when while crossing Penang Road I wobbled and was nearly thrown out of my balance.Had I fall I would have landed into the fast flowing traffic.

As quick as lightning my dear friend , grabbed hold of my arm to steady me. Her quick action saved me from a catastrophe.

Again when I was taking a shortcut in one of the Education Ministry in Kuala Lumpur. We were going down a hill slope when I lost my control.Bruuuuum . Screeeechhh

I nearly tumbled over.If not for the quick action of my friend I would have landed on the road below.Mr. X of the Kangar Vocational School quickly grabbed me before I tumbled further.Sir, I have forgotten your name but your deeds would be forever etched in my memory. Thank you.

Well I had gone down to Kl from Perlis to rectify a lost file problem in my langkah kecekapan.Being posted from Tanjong Malim I found that I could not be considered for the next increment.My dear school clerk, Mr Gan did all the relevant papers that needed to be submitted quickly to the ministry. As Mr. X was going there,he asked me to tag along.(Thanks to my supervisor who helped me in my leave without the gb knowing.Cikgu ,love you for that)

We met the officials and the lost file was recovered.For the first time I saw files upon files and mine was nearly at the bottom.

It was still hours to our return journey on the bus.So to pass the time we decided to catch a movie.Hey,do you know what the movie was about. It wasnt English nor Malay.But one chong chey kungfu made in Hong Kong movie. Being dead tired from the journey,I slept throughout the movie oblivious to my one day Chinese bf. Entah entah mengeghoh apa.hehe.

Dan itulah kali pertama dan terakhir aku menonton wayang dgn seorang jejaka china berbaju kurung.Pak Li jgn jeles!

ni kut movie yang aku tengok mode shut down all the way.

of near misses

When we encounter a tragedy we used to think:

It might be me

It might be my children,my family or someone I know and love.

 

We might have seen our share of near misses.

Alhamdullilah. We came out unscathed

Recounting the near misses I couldnt help remembering these incidents.

• Not for the quick action of my friend I might be gone one day in Penang Road. I nearly lost my footing on the five foot pathway into the traffic.Again it happened in Kuala Lumpur.
• I was nearly drowned in a tempayan used to keep water.I was still a toddler.If not for the neighbour I would have tata to all.
• The gas was not properly turned off on two occasions.En Ley was the savior on these two occasions.If he had lighted his puff …….
• I had a shock when the bushes along the path to a school in Kuala Kubu Baru started shaking. Keling gila mana entah dok panggey .Apalagi start laghi  tercungap cungap sampai sekolah. Ha ambik lagi shortcut.
• When my pa was at his temper tantrum.I ran out of the house and hid in the chicken coop!Chicken shits .Who cares?
• Chased by Pak Chat Gila in Kulim back in the 60’s.Oghang gila sapa suruh dok acan?
• Tail gated by a reckless driver who wanted to get even all along the way to Kulim.The army lorry driver was annoyed because of not having his way to overtake.Nak belawan dgn lori askar.Apa la pakli ni.Lawan la dgn bulldozer ka,lori simen ka.
• That journey along the unpaved Grik Baling road when in fact it was closed to traffic.Awat tak baca road sign betui 2.
• Mak close shave with the kerosene stove.How the sheer woman took the burning stove and hurled it the ground.
• Me spanking a boy in a cinema.Well he deserved it and I was known as an anak dara cenghe. Sabit tu kawen lambat kut.

Well the list could go on and on.

Anyway, these episodes  are the spice of my life.Gives me lots to tell and lots to write.

 

Well semua ni betui belaka.Tak tipu aihhhh.

When the angel comes a calling

The news these past days were full of tragedies and untimely death.

The Kuala Dipang bridge tragedy claimed 3 school girls.

The waterfall in Kampar took the lives of three young college students.

Not so long ago a family lost 4 children in an accident at a canal.

Yesterday the news screamed : Just married for 3 hours and Teh Afifah Syahirah is a widow.

 

Mohd Ariff Abd Kadir is 23 when fate took his life as well as his parents and a friend.

I squirmed at the pictures of their totally wrecked car . Batu 7  Jalan Padang Besar is a frequented road on our way for a shopping trip to Pdg Besar. We had timeless times made our way there especially when the children are home.

Looking at the pictures of the mother I think I must have met her somewhere.She seems  familiar.

 

Again today tragedy seems not coming to an end.

In a fiery death,a widow loses yet another 2 of her children.

Oh life could be so cruel sometimes.

To the bereaved families,I too felt the loses they had lost. My condolences to them in their times of sorrow.

 

Dont we too have our near misses.I do. Not once but many.

teh afifah.

from sum 1

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• sile jangan memilih sangat... memilih perlu tapi ade hadnyer.. nih fadzillah cakap bukan i.
• jangan berhenti berusaha! kita xtau di mane titik kejayaan kita. maybe kite berhenti pade kali ke 100 tanpe menyedari kejayaan di cubaan 102.
• mandilah bunga! scientifically proven wahai kawan2! menaikkan seri muka!
• bagi kaum wanita.. kenali lelaki anda cukup 70% shje.... 30% biakan ianyer misteri.. jangan cube korek 100% nnti ilang adventurenyer rumah tangge itu... err... tapi kalo 30% itu adelah kenyataan bhwe die adelah penagih dadah atau perogol...mcm mane ek?
• solat istikharah di jadikan amalan... sebab kite buat keputusan setiap hari.
• kaum wanita!! percayalah.. kaum lelaki adelah pemalu! majoriti mengharapkan wanita memulakan langkah pertama!! denga tuh? contoh terdekat i...
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• sile pikir pasal jodoh as soon as anda di zaman universiti mahupon kolej! sebab makin tinggi kite belajar.. makin takde mase kite untuk mncari cinta.. gitu..suke denga miahahhaa
• wanita! jangan kondem jantan terok2 becoz... jantan ade ego... ha....

 

ini adalah garapan sseorang yang menarik perhatian ku semasa menjelajah di alam siber.Could be of interest to my beautiful girls out there( tak kira lah biological or not)

Renung tenung menung kan lah.

Terlupa la pulak kat mana jumpa.Sorry to the writer sbb tak bagi credit.

      

gulai tulang

Since I have a surplus of tulang from the Qurban I decided to cook something out of the fridge.
Nak masak mee kuah ke
nak masak bihun sup ke
or nak masak gulai tulang ke.
ha ha teringat masa kat Edinburgh,tulang selalu dapat free dari kedai tok arab.Sadaqah katanya.

Pak Ley dah membayangkan makan nasi gulai tulang dah lama dia mengidam.Nak pi beli memanglah boleh tapi nak rasa masak mak cik juga.
Tapi kalau masak gulai daging selalu kena complain. Tak macam tok ma masak.Tak merah!
So today I tried to make a red hot bone curry.
Tadddda.
There on the dining table were air asam,ikan goreng,sup sayur and red hot steaming gulai daging.
Sukses! My gulai is red!

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gambar pinjam dari pn anne.

manusia sentiasa memakai topeng

Today’s Dato Salleh Majid’s article which appeared in his weekly Saranan Salleh has much to be thought about.

Yup. I do concur with the writer’s say about the matter.

• man seldom show his true color.Nampak alim.Pijak semut tak mati.Cakap berbisik 2.Romantik. dan entah hape hape lagi.
• only the victims know the true colour of the predator.Pendendam,pendera,bipolar disorder etc.etc
• Kat mahkamah selalu put a front of innocence.Tak pernah pakai kopiah tapi ketayap pun boleh.
• Yang pendera (kes Bonat la tu ) boleh pula dok buat muka kesian.Tapi siap dok seterika badan maid dia.
• Kalau yang berbungkus tu sampai nak jalan pun masuk longkang.(this mine)mcm kes alhantuya.

Panjang lebar lontaran fikiran Dato Salleh yang boleh kita buat pengajaran. And I will quote word by word what appeared on pg 10 of Utusan Malaysia Sat.5 Dec 2009.

Bagi Islam ,orang yang apabila bercakap  dia bohong,bila berjanji dia mungkiri,bila diberikan amanah dia mengkhianati,orang itu tergolong dalam golongan munafik.Orang munafik lebih teruk daripada golongan kafir. Di zaman Rasullallah,Allah melarang Rasullallah menyembahyangkan orang munafik yang mati.Tetapi manusia sudah takut mati-  : Dato’ Salleh Majid.

 

 

                     

jade uncompromised

There are times when I noticed Jade losing her cool.Not only she had to provide for Caq and Ciq,her milk is also shared by a little discarded throwaway kitten .

Big grownup Dell is also at her teats.She must have suffered to have her milk sucked by a grownup son.It was distressing sight to see her teats being dragged and pulled.

Dell knows that Jade was not too happy to have her teats for him.So he crept silently beside his mother pretending to be asleep.When Jade wasnt noticing,slowly he puts his mouth for a drink.

Seeing a young grown up cat still at his mother’s milk is a sight to behold.

Hey Dell,kesian kat adik.Habis susu mami nanti.

Sometimes when he is too rough and Jade could not stand it any further,Dell got a lesson.

Jade would give him one of her flying kicks.

Rasa kau Dell.

Sometimes I too feel that I’m that Jade.Tired ,angry and uncompromising!

mok ooi

Last night there was chaos on top of the ceiling.Iwas too tired to check so I let it be.

TTtthumppp!

Bang bang bong

EOOOOOW

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEow

Hoi diamla!

I didnt know when I drifted into sleep.

Waking up,I dragged a ladder and climbed up to see what was all the din.

Well,well Mok was at it again.

Cornering a tabby cat were Mok and another furry grey.

They could climb down but the tall wall imprisoned the three of them.

So the thumppp,thumpp and the thuddd ,thud,thud

I coaxed them with a can of sardine to make them come down.

But being a penakut yang amat the fat sissy mok just mewed and looked sorry.

Hey come down

Cek takut.

Turunla

Indicating to the ladder,I hollered to him.Gingerly,he put one leg on the ladder.

Camana kalau cek jatuh .Meeeeow

I placed a small chair on top of the ladder and stood back.

Mok finally overcame his fright and with a heavy thud landed on the floor.

Next the grey furry neighbour’s cat followed suit.

But

The cute looking tabby cat is still holed up in the ceiling.Coiling herself in the far corner of the ceiling ,she made her self unreachable .

Sorry for you dear.You got to find your way down.

So I left the ladder still standing in the bedroom.

just notyet

 

After the April 26 2008 incidents ,it takes a lot of courage for me to attend wedding invitations.I couldnt stand the proddings and the questionings of what had happened and why it happenend.

My tears could not be left unchecked even among the wedding crowd.

Well now even with a heavy heart ,I could attend weddings and engagements.I am not that easy to let my emotions be stirred.Questions asked could be answered straight to the face or cynically.

When asked :

Bila nak buat kenduri

or bila anak nak kahwin.

I have these to answer…….

Anak 2 saya pendek,gemok,hitam sapa la yang nak.

Ada calon ka?

Entahlah.

Insyaalah next change.

Today,I attended a wedding.I cant help but pitied the parents of the couple.

The rice was half cooked and the curry was left to be desired.Quests were seen sniffing their plates of rice .A whiff of unsavory smell could be smelt. Many left their plates half way.

Puan …… sabar banyak ya.Ini pun dugaan.

Even without her partner to welcome the quests I could see the serenity on her face.

You are one true grit.I heart you.

thanks to paani