Wednesday, June 30, 2010

pesan ustazah.

 

Eh orang bodoh pun tahu,Makcik tak perlu lah nak mengata.

Sekali lagi,makcik bukan mengata,tapi nak ingat saja.Makcik dah pencen,dah bersara,jadi dari tak buat apa apa,boleh saja menulis,ingat anak anak ingat saudara.

I may be judgemental.But categorising female homo sapiens into non and for is reasonably easy.

As my ustazah friend once said.

 

Perempuan,kalau ada masaalah carilah perempuan juga untuk mengadu.Kalau cari yang lelaki,selalunya jadi api.

Dengan lelaki bukan laki,suara tak payah lemah lembut macam bidadari.Tegaskan suara ,baru kena .Ni dok nyet nyet nyet sapa tak tergoda.

 

ha ha.

I had always put this to my juniors and teachers.And I think I wasnt wrong.

Begitu juga kaum lelaki.Kalau sikit masaalah bini,masaalah tunang nak cari perempuan juga buat berbincang,itulah yang jadi kusut memanjang.last last tak dapat cari jalan pulang.

Mau pula opposite  yang di ajak bincang memang dah merancang.Ha,ni chance aku,biar apa yang datang. Dicarinya senyonyong,baru yang mengadu terhoyong.Muka bini cantik gebu dia nampak macam hantu.

I have seen , semua ni berlaku,kerana kita kurang dapat kawal nafsu.

Kalau orang tu dah ada yang punya,why dont you back off ,will you.

Banyak lagi kawan perempuan yang boleh diajak bantu

Bila jadi hal baru nak kelam kabut cari pintu

Untuk keluar dari problem yang dah jadi buntu.

 

Entahlah.makcik pun tak tahu. Tapi hidup atas sumpah seranah orang memang makcik tak mahu.

Sayonara

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Sayonara to the Land of the Rising Sun.Kesian

Berhempas pulas namun kecundang penalty.The game was awesome but the finishing touch was lacking,empty .I think the Japs played like harakiri.Tempur sampai mati.Tapi tak ada rezeki.

Watching the game is one thing.But watching the pengurus,kadang kadang sangat serius.Macam encik pengurus Japan ini.Susah benar nak lihat expression muka dia.Selamba kodok sentiasa.Only once I chanced a glimpse of him muttering something.Kadang kadang keseriusan dia macam dia bukan orang tapi tentera terracota –bendasing.

The manager of the Para guan team was the opposite.Arms stretching,muscles flexing.You could in fact see  a vast spectrum of emotions on him.Thats it.

So Asia ,we dont make it to the semi of WC.Tapi apa nak malu kan.England,France pun macam tu.Now,most teams are from the South America. Betulkan gitu?

But the referee,macam bias.Kalau orang Jepun buat salah,cepat saja kad dilayang,dilibas .Kalau the other team,tak buat pula.Walau salah depan mata.Buat donno saja.

Makcik ni pagi pagi dah mengata.Tak aihhh.Bukan mengata,hanya curahan rasa.

Ok nak pi sidai baju.Washing machine dah menjerit eeeeet.

Bye.

005 gambar astro.

I is hulk.So dont play play huh.

 

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Mmmm,it looks lips smacking delicious.

hmmm fantabulous ,scrumptious

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Waiting is serious painful biznis

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The more it sores with makcik  being playful today.Now I see,now I dont.

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Ni nak merajuk ni.tak payah la bagi kalau nak main main macam ni

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Grrrrrr  makcik ,come on. Look  .I dah nak jadi Hulk ni,lepas tu dinosaur.Sekali dengan makcik habis ku telan.Baru padan. Grrrrrrrrrr.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

cerita pakcik teksi

 

Moving around in KL ,those 2 days while makcik and pakli were there  were either on foot or by taxi.

Right after Duta,a taxi driver in a rickety Saga was the one to take us to Plaza.

Tak banyak bercakap apek ni.So tak banyak lah celoteh kami.

Except tanya sikit sebanyak tentang KL hari ini.

The next was a taxi at Sogo.Ramah orangnya tapi perjalanan singkat,jadi tak banyak info kami dapat.Hanya tentang mak,pak,nek arab yang bebal.Ingat dunia ni depa punya sebab poket depa tebal.

Speaking about them,penglihatan pertama makcik tercemar dibenua sejuk adalah depa dok ber….ehem tengah jalan.Kena kejar janitor sbb bawa balik perempuan .Lecturer pula dah letih nak pergi balaipolis  kena dok settle jamin.

The uncle yang hantar kami balik,terlebih ramah sampai tak ada lojik.Cerita dari padang pasir sampai hutan tropika.  Semua dia cerita.

LRT rosak,ketiak hangit dan seribu satu cerita dalam perjalanan yang ambil masa singkat.

Nak tahu,warga negara dapat diteka dari bau ketiak mereka.

ha ha.

tepi tepi makcik nak lalu

 

Banyak dah lalang dok tumbuh.But as it is,kerja berat ,pakli lah makcik  suruh.

Those lalangs that grow wildly,even though you had applied the Baygone  or weed killer know no tiredness.The more you clear,the more they appear.

Its cynically  speaking la though.

Cos,keliling rumah makcik dah di simen.So mana ada lalang nak bermain.

I am speaking about those gila punya site  yang dok melalang dekat  orang punya blog

Nak cari readers tapi guna cara yang tak di reda.

So google lah makcik tentang spam,troll and all.

Depa ni guna nama,guna subject or any thing that they fancy to advertise their site.

Jadi pembaca ,makcik blogger yang daif macam saya akan terkena.

Tapi makcik nak kata-  back off

Dont play play.

Kalau teruk macam ni,makcik nak jalan.Buat macam banyak taman kat KL.sana.

Set up road block,ambil guard Nepal .Periksa IC baru boleh jalan.

Tapi sekali pikiak

Biaq pi kat depa or adakah anybody yang boleh beri pandangan.

Tentang laman yang entah apa apa dok sempei sampai kita dah nak pengsan.

Tolong!

Well for your info-Mokjadeandell ( Mok,Jade and Dell)

Adalah kekucing kesayangan keluarga yang makcik tengok macam manusia.

Ada marah.ada rajuk ,ada suka

Bila teliti aksi mereka.

And so not in any way,boleh buat suka suka.

Berdosa wei,masuk nunnn rho alif kaf  aaa.

a ha.

Kut ada yang sudi bolehlah cerita

How to make your blog private – atau buatlah diary saja.

its culture or is it cultured

Those minahrabbs.Who do they think we are.

Their  babus or what ?

I saw one Minah berjilbab,dengan bercekak pinggang,ordering a salesman .

Give me discount.She ordered without even the word please.Ha this got not nice. That got not nice.

Go .go get  new one.Dah la tona suara tu tinggi,.

I had been waiting ages,to be given a bill for that 70 % discounted Polo tote.

Amboi ,amboi mentang mentang that boy a salesman boleh dok meninggi suara,dok cekak pinggang.I gave a not so ok look at the minah and walked away.Forgetlah that tote.

In the taxi,the taximan caught my displeasure when hb asked about my purchase.

Depa memang kurang …….Dengan orang taxi ,depa kami buat tak peduli.Kedekut taik hidung masin.40. sen  bukan 4 ringgit pun berkira.Dah badan besar 4b. Itu kata taximan,not me.

I had on numerous occasions met them in lifts or lobby.Jangan kan nak senyum,tarik muka ada lagi.So the next time around,buat donno lagi baik.

Once our salam met with an eye not wanting.Islam ke dak ni.

The taxi driver ranted that the matsaleh are better  than the matarabbi. Tau juga nak kata :

Thank you sir.

Monday, June 28, 2010

From here to there and back.

Notice that I was missing the last 48 hours or so.

Pakli had a mission to one of the bangunan  in KL. The one that have been dubbed,the biggest and highest  to let in Malaysia because of the mosaics on the walls.

We set on our journey,at 10.00 Sunday, on a double decker Transnational.

Adoooooi,sejuk la macam dok kat Alaska. One guy said of the coldness.Lebiiiiiiih lagiiiii kat atas.

Aaa.Atas tu peti sejuk. another quipped.Everyone chuckled because the way of how it was said. Mak cik tak kuasa you.

Before we were quite put off by one lady who insisted we search for another seat.As the seat was numbered we politely asked her to vacate.Not so until the driver announced that all seating must follow the numbers.

Ya,la she was reluctant to climb the stairs and expected a fifty  something with the riggity legs to go up.Manyak la shaantek.After that meeting us was a masam mencuka lah punya rupa.

Sometimes,I cant say of people yang suka sangat nak rampas hak orang lain.Tempat duduk bas pun hak orang juga tau kalau dia dah beli.

Reaching KL on the day of KL Marathon ,we found that most hotels were full.So hendak tak hendak kenalah tidoq kat Plaza as tempat di tuju dekat dengan dia.

Coming back was an adventure in itself. As no other company is going to Kangar at the time wanted,we had to make do apa saja yang lalu.

Maka jadilah ,yang di tunggu,jadi kelabu

Sat nak jalan sangat dah.Sat pukul satu,jadi pukul dua.Lepas tu tengah jalan,tukar bas sini sana.

Arrived home at 9.00 pm.

Dinner at Shah’s.Nasi goreng chicken chop.Hmm sedap.

No dead fish,mum

just returned fro Kl,  here a teaser to ticke you all)

I took the container of cleaned fish from the fridge with the intention of frying them.

As I was multi tasking,I left the fish on the wash  basin.

Meeeooooow .pRRRRRRRh.

Loud and clear.

Hey what the heck is the matter?

On the floor ,I noticed that Dello had grabbed a fish in his mouth and Jade was trying to get a bite.

So both mother and son was :

EEEooooowing at each other with the crescendo rising higher and higher.

But thing soon took a change on its own.Dell left the fish and Jade too didnt  had a sniff and left it alone.

Full of chagrin,I bellowed to the team.

Dah curi pasai apa tak makan?

Dell looked at me as if saying:

Mana kami tau tak masak lagi!

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awat liat semacam ni

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hari tu curi tak macam ni

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Makcik,tolonglah goreng ikan ini.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

between jabulani ,vuvuzela and bafana bafana

 

Watching WC matches is  becoming more thrilling.Mokjadeandell remembered those days when Malaysia once was the team to be reckoned.The late Super Mokh,Santokh Singh,Minhat and others were the heroes of M’sia.I was once in a teacher training center when the famous match was held.How we cheered and jeered.

Bye bye France,those goliaths in the football field. And it seems the WC  of 2010 saw many an upsets.Bye Italy.And South Korea.

Malaysia bila lagi? Kenapa sunyi?

Henti hentikanlah kontrovasi  and concentrate on jabulani instead of the likes of Rita Rudani .

Tu yang bila lawan di padang yang basah ,pasukan Malaysia mudah kena sesah.

Anyway,good show South Koreans,pakli bertempik habis retak pinggan dan cawan. Ingat dah kena sawan.Rupa rupa tengok bola kawan kawan.

Ha ha.

On standby to watch more happenings biar sampai pening!

Saturday, June 26, 2010

When in crisis

 

Tolong malu lah kalau antara couples,bercakap takdak brake,takdak steering.Rodong saja bila nak tegak kebenaran antara mereka.

I feel bad ,tapi makcik pun as bad juga ,bila ingat zaman jahiliah bertekak tak kira masa tak kira ketika.

Tapi mujurlah tersedar satu ketika.Jadi smashes antara kami pun kurang lah adanya.

As you see,my hb ni kalau marah,berapi.Tak kira malam,tengahhari atau pagi.Subuh lagi seronok sebab suara nyaring dapat di dengar seluruh negeri.Makcik kalau bertengkar,suara maintain tapi jegel nya boleh tahan sebesar alam semesta.

Tu lah ada jiran kata: Makcik ajar anak tapi suara tak dengar dan pakli pula jadi halilintar.

One day,makcik tarik tangan hb,masuk bilik,bertentang 4 mata dan keluar habis fakta.

Makcik listkan segala kebaikan dia.Juga  isu yang mak cik simpan dalam dada.

Lepas tu makcik tanya dia: Apa isu dia yang dia tak suka.Boleh kita bincang sama sama.

Tapi yang baik antara kami adalah: NO other persons kami pi mengacum,mengadu  kalau ada perkara.Kami rungkai sama sama.

Kadang kadang nak tergelak pun ada.

Well one day I was so pissed off that I took the car key,and started driving.The whole length of Perlis.Dari Kangar ke PB sampai habis satu negeri

Habis nangis dalam kereta,baru makcik balik macam tak dak apa pa..Tapi muka tak ada manis daa.

Tapi penapis santan  remuk mak cik tenyeh masa darah tengah mendidih.

Penapis santan? Pasai apa tak pinggan? Penapis santan biar kemek kan boleh di betul balik.Pinggan? Siapa beli? Kita juga.Jadi jangan membazir harta.Nanti rugi.

Ikutlah cakap saya.

Bila marah.Tarik nafas.bilang satu dua tiga.

La,awat depa next door dok bertekak.Dari hari kelmarin,tak habis.Come on ,we want peace .Not crisis.Sbb msaalah negara pun ,hm buat makcik ,memang tragis.

Silalah baca buku : What can I say?

                                        How to deal with difficult people

                                        Personality Plus for Couples.

( makcik is away on a mission,so tomorrow and the day after,blog ni tak ada  updatenya.)

Till we meet again.Bye

Salam.

Worried me sick

I am worried about Dell.It seems that after his near fatal sickness few weeks ago,he pulled through, only to have a new predicament befell upon him.

Eh,dia pun macam tuan dia juga tak habis habis dirundung dugaan.

I noticed that the tip of his nose is reddened and its widening.There were visible hair loss in that region.Now  upon close inspection,hair loss were not only on the nose but  on his head and parts of his body.

Macamana boleh jadi lagu ni. He who was once a handsome boy is bald in certain parts.

Tolong macamana nak ku ubati hero ku ini.Give me back my handsome boy,please.

 

dell baru baik demam

Googled info about cats skin disease and one possible reason that I suspected was his dose of antibiotic. Or could he got it from Jade.

As Jade too got hairless patches on her body.

Adoi,lepas satu satu.Lepas ni apa lagi?

We seemed to keep having them. Problems I mean.

Lepas ni mungkin bertuah pula kot.

Sijil Simpanan Premium nak buat cabutan minggu ni.

Moga moga makcik dapat Merc  kot.Hi hi. Wishful thinking.

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Tengok tu bulu Dello yang gondol macam bukit balak kena curi tebang.Sepanjang highway - LPT

Jabulani in Durban.

The caffeine in the cups of Nescafe is making havoc out of me. To spice up watching the Por-Bra game,makcik made a pot of the drink for pakli ,paen and me.And packets of ultra cream crackers.

What could be said of the two teams.Christiano Ronaldo ( or was it the other way round) was nimble with the flicks.Itu yang makcik tengoklah.But there was no finishing tasks as the Brazilians ( thought of the w--  somebody had ) were in their superior form.So no more 7-0  . 0-0 sajalah.

Come 2.30  another big match is here to be.But makcik had to be contented with watching the rerun.

The reason-its a matter of superiority.The idiot box or me.

Late night sleeping would be on hold when (if) makcik wear the name tag again. By 9 ,the aged eyes of mine are sure to have a power of their own.

Turn off  it will be.

Good night everybody.

Salami .

Friday, June 25, 2010

Cinta berbunga di kebun bunga

 


Satu hari di kebun bunga,bukan kebun kelapa.

Pak nyet duda cuba memikat  mak dara.

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Nak memikat tapi tak dapat.Kerana  jeratnya  hanyalah pelastik buangan sampah manusia tak guna.( ada tong sampah,sepah merata –rata)

 

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Kalau ice cream ,mak dara mau la. Seperti dimakan cik nona berkaca mata. Tapi  ice cream cone tak payah belanja kerana flower top saja yang kami suka.Roti ice cream pun boleh juga.

Amboi amboi amboi,memilih rupanya mak dara nyet kita.

 

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What an idea!

 

Ha ha an idea struck my head when I was concocting the ingredients for the crab sambal.

Mak cik ni,ideas are in abundance when busy cooking ka,or trying to have that must have sleep.

It is like this.

Looking at the number of postings under Those darn cats ,makcik tertiba tiba terstruck an idea.

Nak buka satu lagi blog!

Now the cat story is numbering 30.

And I propose it be named:

My name is Dell.Call me Dello.Not Jello.

Heronya tentulla Dell yang macho tu.

Ha ha ,anak anak apa macam?

Ada cadangan ?

Dell tak dak mood.

 amboi nakal,pukul baru tau

Look at the background.Apalah yang dok diperkatakan oleh dua beranak tu.I think I know:

Jessy: mak ,abang tak mau kawan dengan cek.

 

eh,awat la mama jade sayang jessie saja

Ni si Dell.Tentu dia dok fikir :

Eleh eleh,cukup la tu dok mengadu kat mak.Belangkong baru tau

sssh,jgn bising

Tak pa lah Jessy.Abang Dello tengah moody.Pi lah tidoq bawah kerusi .

 

abang sayang

Tapi tidur dia tak lama.Lepas tu Jessy kacau Dello nak mandi.Bro,jangan lupa gosok gigi,bawah hidung tu ada daki.

Eeeh,budak Jessy ni.Sekali karate baru tau diri.

Mak tolong.Abang Dell ngamuk.

Eh kain pelikat tu sapa punya.Pakli ke Pakmok.

Eh mamason,mesin basuh tu dah berenti.Pi la sidai baju.Asyik dok ketuk ketak dari pagi.

Old heads are not …..

Orang lama depa tak tanya apa apa 

The news in one of today's paper carried an article about a dumbfounded officer from KPM.

Reasons?

Schoolchildren were playing in a school compound full of old tyres,broken  furniture and seribu satu nenek benda bahaya.

My question?

Tak ada GB ke sekolah itu?

When I entered a new premise as a head teacher,my head is full of antennas . Sweeping the school ground.Bukan nak cari salah siapa tapi sekurang kurangnya mengurangkan bahaya.Budak budak.Depa tau apa ?

Lastly,I resorted to taking pictures.Armed with a camera,I snapped pictures as a note that another agenda must be looked after.

Once,I saw glass panes as a sun shade and it was full of broken glasses.The roof was nearly collapsing eaten by the termites.

Armed with a letter and providing pictures,I climbed the JPN  meeting the officer responsible.

Lastly I said:

I have said this much.And I hope for this much.

Point taken. The panes were taken down and the whole roof repaired.

Yes,a picture tells  a thousand words.

In another school,I surveyed the safety of the children.The dangers posed by all the time opened gate and uncontrolled traffic.

And in the PTA meeting ,I voiced my concern.

Again .Point taken.As I said,I have 1000 children who were my own children.I worry for their safety .I was bombarded by unsatisfied parents over new rulings but PTA were with me.Well,for me a grouse of  parents is nothing for the safety of my school.I mean my children.

But sometimes,we too missed the blind spots and needed dumbfounded ministers to visit our school.

Betulkan cikgu cikgu.

 

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zinc and iron rods before being cleared away.

kenapa pintu pagar buka eh

side gate at any time.Hai,katalah ada orang gile ke tak kan naye.Sape nak kene.GB juge.

Makcik after a notice to parents,closed the big gate,and opened the small gate at peak hour.Lain masa,pak guard kasi jumpa.

The traffic flow into the school was controlled.Sapa tak suka,boleh jalan la.Tak payah dok berkereta.

So if you were head teacher,jangan dok kira orang lama.Cantik ke,wangi ke,kalau bahaya,buang saja.Sebab orang lama tak lagi kena tanya bila jadi apa apa.

Betul tak ?

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Love knows no boundaries.

Mokjadeandell as been storied before is an avid reader.Hunger for words in prints brought me on a journey around the world.From the hard plastic creaking chair ,I surfed the towns,cities as far as Peebles,in Scotland and the metropolitan of Jakarta.

Along my way,I met people who wrote about great ideas,politics,hobbies and a a whole spectrum of other stuffs.

Sometimes,the writer made us feel welcomed but sometimes we feel the disappointment when  we are forewarned that  coming into their territory is like we are snooping.

Well my dear,

Unless ,it was meant for private viewing or for selected or preferred readers,I would like to say, the blogging world is like a great big public garden. So its a bit of a dismay when there on the page is the warning –stalker.

And blogosphere too is devoid of Nationality.So ,hitam ke,putih ke kelabu ke we are one. One world.So please be wary of this.

I feel happy when I have visitors from Moscow, Korea,England or Bombay ,India.Well,all are welcomed ,as, if I need privacy,I know when. And how. Then only would you be greeted by:

Opened to invited readers only.

Stalkers will be persecuted.

and a sign with a gun pointing at you will be mounted. Ha ha.

reading maketh man

 buku dibaca

Books I am currently reading and going to finish reading.

majalah tumpang

Magazines in the house.

Hmm.To tell you the truth ,there  are titles that are not allowed into the house.Besides playboy and those raunchy mags ,a magazine by the name of Gelam ke Kelam was kicked out of the house.

Tak ingin menyumbang gaji pada orang orang disana.

Cheh.Marahlak pulak.

Pasai apa makcik marah kat magazin tak berdosa.

Adalah.

Tapi tak mau mak cik cerita.Lagi.

Hmm.Yang nama yeh ke ceh ke pun tak usah.

Sbb kat situlah orang yang buat hidup kami jadi susah.

Mak cik mak cik.

Orang yang bersalah

magazine pula  yang makcik marah.

Adoi.

Mokjadeandell kadang kadang kantoi bila beremosi 

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What  can I say?

My name is Dell-with subtitles.

 


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My name is Dell.Mamason calls me Dello but my own Mamajade calls me eeeeeik.Sometimes I am meeeeeow to her

Nama kami Dell.Mamason panggil Dello tapi Mamajade panggil kami eeeeeik.Kadang kadang meeeeow.

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This is  my pa.His name is Fat.We call him Fatty Mok.Well,he’s one hot pa .Like a lion he roars.

Ini pak kami.Nama dia Gemok.Kami panggil dia Mok. Pak kami garang tau.Macam singa.

mummy and mok

This is my granny.She was Persian.We called her Mummy Blur as befits her name

Ni tok kami.Dia asal parsi.Nama dia mummy tapi blur nak mati.

jgn gigit mamaaa

My mum was from a mosque.Thats why she was named Jade.She likes child carrying but not child rearing.Hence,the reason for me being alone.

Mak kami asal masjid .Tu nama dia Jade.Asyik beranak tapi jaga anak dia tak pandai .Tu yang kami jadi anak tunggai.

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Ssssssh. Mamajade sleeping.Time for some milking.If not hmmm there would  come a spanking.

Ssssssh. Mamajade tidoq .Masa ni Dell nak nenen,kalau dia jaga ,hmmm alamatlah kempunen.

Cinta Mokandjade – Mokandjade’s love.

 


My true love Jade,could I ask  a favour.Hmm do you mind if I take another .

Jade sayang,boleh kan bang Mok kahwin lagi satu

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Another? Whatever for.Five the better.Kdpanggggg.

Nah,satu.Lima pun boleh.Kdpanggggg.

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Female cats are so sensitive when we males talk of another marriage. Phew

Kucing perempuan ni,kalau cakap nak kahwin dua,ooi cukup sensitip.Phew.

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Dear Jade. Just kiddin’.Let me be forgivin’.

Jade,bang Mok lawak saja.Ampun..

Mokjadeandell-all right reserved

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Sayang Dello

 

 books 002 Dello and mama Jade.

 

These are Jade and Dell.Though big and strong,Dello is much a mummy boy.With the disappearance of tiny Jessy,now Dello has mama Jade to  his own.

From time to time,Dello hungered for the mummy’s milk but Jade was adamant.

She shooed him away whenever Dell would come near her.Indeed Jade has become a fierce mother.

But watching them sleeping,shows the bond between them.

But  pak Mok would chase Dell away.

Kesian kat Dell.

Anyway,I saw Dell dok ngorat kucing comel neighbour kat belakang.

He would make a long neck,as if calling his gf to have the food together.

Sometimes ,we have to piat his ears before he would take a bite.

Hmm dah boleh nantu ye Jade.

Travelling in malayisa-Trengganu


 

Besides going in our primary family,sight seeing in Malaysia included the secondary relatives.

Pictured above were pakli and me with his family members.

As Ros hb was stationed at Gong Kedak airbase,we went over there a few years ago.

I have a liking for akok,keropok losong,and other traditional trengganu delicacies.

As Gong Kedak is near to Kota Baharu,we went over to the pasar.

buying a few materials for baju kurung.

The stay in a hotel by the beach was superb.Thanks Lt.Kol.Sam. and Niyah.

The memory? Our windscreen was broken . But pakli plastered the screen with masking tape and braved the journey across the mountainous highway.

The mechanic gelek kepala for our stupendous bravery cos the broken windscreen could be a death trap.

Aiya pakli.Jangan buat dah no.

P6080374 adik kalau makan ni guarantee macam hindustan.

At a keropok losong stall in Kuala Besut.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Ciri ciri laki yg mudah kena rampas.

 

After reading,observing,listening to gossips ,apa sajalah ,I found that I could make these statements: So tertulislah gurindam(?)seloka.

 

Orang yang teramatlah peramah

Sekali jumpa macam kena panah

adalah  nak kena rampas dengan mudah.

 

Orang yang cakap pelan,anda terpikat

romantik ,di  buat buat

sikit sikit bagi bunga bagi coklat 

itulah petanda senang  di telan bulat bulat

 

Orang yang kalau perempuan cantik saja

baru nak lawan cakap itulah petanda 

Kalau yang hodoh tu buat tak nampak saja.

Tanda senang kena masuk raga.

Orang yang baru dapat duit berlapis lapis

tupun senang nak kena ketuk.Kena kikis.Sampai habis.

 

Orang yang pernah tinggalkan anak bini tunang dia

no hal senang nak  goda walau kenyit sebelah mata

 

Orang yang dah kahwin dua.

Tiga tak dak hal punya.Empat,kena pikiaq sat na.

 

Tapi

 

Ingat semua lelaki

selagi tak mati adalah potensi nak kena curi

kalau tak dengan gadis lawa,

makjanda,bibik pun boleh kat depa

Cuma kalau mati …………….. barulah tau dunia anda.

he he

jangan mareeee.

 

Jahat tau makcik ni.

kalau kata orang tak pikiaq hari dah tinggi.

 

Bukan dok kata

cuma mengingat saja.

Kan makcik dah tua

Ingat mengingat anak  cucu perintah agama.

 

All right reserve-mokjadeandell.

Apa ke --dahnya 2

I found this while in a  forum

SAPER YG DITUDUH PERAMPAS TP BAHAGIA BILER KAWEN NGAN ORG YG DIRAMPAS..


korunk dituduh perampas...tp alhamdulillah sampai skrg still bahagia... dan korunk tak nyesalmerampas ......(even if sumthing bad happen.. tak de kene mengena nganrampas merampas... tuh mende biase dlm perkahwinan kan....
rampas laki/bini org...
rampas tunang org...
for wutever reason...
but sumtime  u hav a solid reason to do so other than love... such as partner diorg tuh cam hampeh... and it gives u a chance of happiness if u work on it...
errr nak tanyer pengalaman...
sori kl dah ader topik nie.. aku dah search guna keywords PERAMPAS...tp no return result...


[ Last edited by  ……… at 20-2-200  12:59 PM ]

 

EEE sengal  otak minah karan ni sorang.Memang lah bahagia bila dapat rampas orang lain punya tunang atau laki. Itu menandakan kita lebih cantik,lebih baik ,lebih  dalam segala macam perkara yang patut berlebih.

Itu jaga menandakan segala plan dan strategi kita mengena.Tak kira lah macammana.Nak  menyesal? Jauh sekali babe.

Tapi yang kita kurang tu,tak ingat pula.

KURANG AJAR.

KURANG DIDIK OLEH MAK BAPAK YANG menggatai dengan laki orang atau tunang orang tu S……….L BOLONG.

Enough said.

Biar partner orang tu hampeh,awat kita tu baik sangat.

I am not angry at the writer cuma the topic tu macam HAsAM.

Tapi ingatlah kalau kita tak di kurniakan balasan,anakcucucicit kita yang kena tempiasnya.

Sentiasalah bermuhasabah diri. Jauhilah anda dari situasi yang menjurus kepada anda menjadi perampas hak orang.

Tak selamat.I say.

TAK SELAMAT DUNIA AKHIRAT.

Dan ku harap orang yang dah meroboh ,sedang meroboh ,akan meroboh runahtangga orang tu tak senanglah hidupnya .Dan the partner in crime pun begitu juga.

Isssssh.Geramlah dengar cerita cerita ini.Kena batang hidung sendiri macam mana?

Book review- A Malaysian Journey

By Rehman Rashid.

 

This is among the books that Olin brought home after completing her degree .

As someone who had passed the years of romantic novels,true stories are more appealing.

A Malaysian Journey depicts the story of a Malaysian child born in the twilight of British Malaya,growing up in an independent Malaysia,Attaining maturity as the nation approaches the turn of the millennium.

And this is the story of Malaysia’s own growth,as seen through his eyes.

My comment: worthwhile reading.Enjoyed  it


parts of the books owned by the girls.Rumah makcik boleh jadi kedai buku secondhand macam kat Chowrasta dah.

mari mari tiga sepuloh.

The day I befriended Feedjit

Saja suka suka. Orang ada.So why not me.

So makcik clicked it one fine day and he he it appeared on my blog.

So now makcik could see the traffic to my Thru Ups and Down.

Elleh.Macam siput bab 1 dok heret kakis dia seberang jalan.

Lembab.

So from here I know that my blog idaklah sehebat Marina Monroe,Hjh Esah,aliaa,peej which I like to go.Mamasita pun as well as those motivating blogs,cooking and home improvement.Politics  pun adalah sikit sebanyak. Bab agama pun tak boleh tinggal.

Isu Semasa dalam Cariforum pun adalah kesukaan auntie.

Tapi rasa berbunga jugalah ada orang Australia ,Bombay ,Liverpool,California mai kat sini. Yang tak dak dari benua afrika.Depa dok tengok WC la tu.

Kesian kat North Korea bawak balik sorang sebijik malam tadi.

Go go Portugal.Ronaldo handsome no.

hei tak masak ke ?

the call -update

Maka selepas guling gantang,kira siling,kira sawang,makcik had made up my mind.

So early in the morning ( takle berapa early pun ) mak cik called the officer.

Yes,I am interested and would like to have a try.

So my particulars were taken and would be submitted to the ministry.

And I was advised to be on the look for the posto.

It turned out to be the implementation of the PPSMIBI  ( betul ke ni ) needed many teachers esp. English .

Ho ho kalau lah dapat ,tak bolehlah lagi makcik dok blog siang malam pagi petang.

Takdak lagi la dok pakai baju kelawar .Rambut tocang.

Mula dah kena cari baju kurungs,tudungs,kasut,henbeg ,kunci kereta.

Utk 2 tahun wei.

Larat ke?

Tapi fulus tu yang dok memanggil tu.

Last pay + pension .Ye ye aku kaya.!

the kids in the house

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They were once kids in the house.Now, either they were gone or turn into grown ups.

Except for Dello,all were gone.They were taken because they were cuties or they perished because of sickness.

Once a whole litter of kittens were kidnapped much to the despair of the neighbour who was eyeing to adopt them.They were Mummy kittens,the persian cat.

I still cant get over Tam,mummy ‘s child who liked to give me a massage.

As for the mamat bunga ,he died probably bitten by some thing.How pakli cried when coming home we were greeted by his stiff body on the  porch.

Jessy was gone and nowhere to be found after coming back from a holiday.Dell had nearly perished if not for the treatment at the vet.

We came home from somewhere not finding him around.Later ,he was found sprawled on the ground with his body as stiff as a brick.

After two jabs he pulled around and now is not as agile as before.As for the kitty tumpang,it has been days since he was around.

Hm.which is the cutest among the four?

Monday, June 21, 2010

travelling in malaysia


If there is such a thing that brings family together,one of it is travelling together.

Travelling the length of Malaysia is the family past time.This picture was taken in front of Seri Malaysia,Air Keroh Melaka.

Yes, Melaka was the state that the family used to frequent when ina was in matrik and paen in kutkm.

Any fond memory of Melaka?

Tentulah tempat bersejarah.From Banda Hilir,the fort and the museum.

Lain ?

Mahal nak mati makan ikan bakar kat sana.

In fact,it was such a cut throat price that we nearly pengsan.As you see,at such a price,in Perlis , we could feed a busload.

The kampung at Londang memang cantik.But one thing I noticed,tangga rumah boleh masuk sampai jalan besar!

Ulat ulat di matrik Londang masih menjalar ke?

eee geli.

Lalat a plenty at R&R .Bukan satu dua tapi satu platoon. Sampai jenuh nak makan sambil berlawan dengan lalat.

Anyway,the people there were very friendly. Peramah sokmo.The most friendly people of Malaysia .

SSSsssssssssh .Diam lebih baik.

If only blogging was here 30 years back,I could write write ups of every daily happenings.

In those years,I began a family.Raised my children,suffered the downs of teaching and as well enjoying the fruit of hardship.

Now,things are happening around me but I am no more the active actor.Pelakun tambahan tu adalah.

The early days of our marriage was a time when we tried hard to balance everything.

The bread winner

The house keeper.

The counselor.

The cane wielder.

and who should control who.

senang cakap

Sapa ketua family?Sapa kena dengar cakap sapa.Absolute ke sampai tak ada perbincangan keluarga.

How are the children to be disciplined.Biaqpila or tak boleh lagu ni.

SUSAH.Susah wei bringing up a family.Silap langkah tertiarap.

And I never claimed that I had been the sweetest wife to my sweetest husband.Neither was I the goodest mother to the goodest children.( kesilapan di intended)

My family seldom  knows the hardship that I underwent that when talks about troubles in the family,I was sometimes excluded.

Makngah tu senang,malulah nak cerita kat dia.Depa loving couple,mana ada gaduh gaduh. Syurga selalu.

The way we handled our ups and downs are the things that matured us.

But one thing I noticed,Sabar is the word.Kelemahan keluarga is the family secret.So just a soul or two were privy to the happenings.Kalau tidak pening.

Jadi tak usahlah pukul canang dekat orang kampung.What more at your place of work.

Diam lebih baik.

ssssssh.

Remembered a staff that each night’s story is a news for the morning.

Last last semua exercise geleng kepala setiap pagi.

The call

 

The call from JPn jolted my cerebelum cereberum .

The officer offered me to be a contractual teacher  for English optionate with a salary of the last pay and top of it my pension.

Dsyuuuum

Nak join ke tak.

Phone hb and he encouraged it as I was doing nothing and the income could be of help.

To top it he said I am in top form. Ya lah dari dok mengingat masa silam sambil ketuk keyboard boleh juga guna keringat untuk didik anak bangsa.Ye,I missed the children.

Good morning children.

How are YOU?

The infancy of RCS

 

Tidak lah makcik kata RCS bukan RCW is one thriving business.But it had done many good things for us.

Like putting the children into universities,travelling and sometimes having Hagen Daaz ice creams.

Nak jadi jutaaaaaawan tu ,elek lah. But kalau tak dak RCS mungkin dah jadi tak ketahuan.

During the early years ,I felt bad at starting this venture.La ,mana ada anak melayu dok pi cuci rumah orang,pejabat orang tahun 80 han tu.Orang uncle sam adalah.

Malu wei.

But now,when a tender is opened,hundreds of people were lining to get the form.And dont be shocked if power weilding citizens too were clamoring  for the contract.

There were times when I too had to help my hb when a worker ponteng or got grounded.Ya,makcik tak malu pun.

Actually,if we are not malu,kerja datang bertalu

But if we are malas,orang lain kena galas.

Maybe the experiences of being the kipas helper when my father was selling mee around the town of Kulim,did help.

IN time of hardships,we stick and glued together into a ball.To keep on rolling!

Rolling.

Dah kata dah

 

Maut kena besi penyendal

 

Muatan treler hentam muka, kepala murid naik kereta
KANGAR: Seorang kanak-kanak lelaki berusia 11 tahun maut selepas muka dan kepalanya parah terkena besi penyendal yang tertanggal dan melantun dari sebuah lori treler dalam satu kejadian di Jalan Kangar-Alor Setar, berhampiran Kampung Permatang Bongor, di sini, petang semalam

 

Just the other day,on the way to a kenduri,I said this was accident going to happen.

This was spotted on the way to A.Setar.

The lorry that we came across was way too long. Mak datuk.Panjangnya trailer. Dah la tu,sisi dinding dia dok berayun ayun and the steel wire that held the lock seemed too feeble.

And the driver was driving like mad!

I asked pak li to keep a distance away from it. Or at the next available moment to overtake it.

But as it was, the Kangar A.Setar trunk road was exceptionally heavy come holiday seasons.SO berekor lah kami dengan lori hantu yang dinding dok bergoyang goyang,plastik penutup dok melambung lambung and any time boleh menyerkup kereta lain.

Adoi.Ngeri.

JPJ please check .Lorry yang badan panjang panjang macam ulat gonggok tu legal ke.

RCS

Rina Cleaning Services is hiring people.If you could drive and live in the vicinity of Kangar,Come join us.

Pakli was having some sort of ujian ketabahan lately. This is concerning the work force .

Let me tell you how RCS came into being.

It goes back into history more than 2 decades or so .At that time my hb was promised a better job from the company that he was then working.

Well. He quitted but what did he find himself into?

Tolak tangga goyang kaki!

 

So began our journey into the unemployement dan pengembaraan mencari kerja.Tapi makcik masih kerjalah.

He ventured far and near.Penang,A.Star .But to no avail.

So how? Duit kereta dok gamit,duit rumah dok keriau.

We entered home based entrepreneur.Lipat kertas surat kabar lama jadi kelongsong.Jual air oren,minyak angin.Infact anything.

One day,I heard ,my friend complaining about the floor of her house.I chanced upon an opportunity.Why not give a try. We had a floor scrubber.So I persuaded pakli to have  go at it.

So,with a friend,a what the brand floor scrubber,pakli started his adventure.The friend was a UITM student doing well now in his life.

Semenjak itu mulalah kehidupan kami dengan tertubuhnya RCS.What RCS?

IT stands for everybody in the family.RINA. Tapi nampak Ina tu macam dominantkan? Well she was the baby whose father was unemployed at the time she was born.And INA too stands for my own personal initial.

Itulah sejarah hidup kami.

Gulai ketam,kak chon

 

Cooking this gulai brought me to a nostalgic cooking experience that I had.

Pakli had brought home some crabs from the pasar one fine day.Pasar Tani was not around at that time.

Careless as I was, I used the curry for gulai daging instead of gulai ikan or udang.

So it turned to be a little out of the usual taste.And worse still,I added ginger.

Lagi satu,masa nak siang ketam tu,habis togel makcik buatnya.I was a new bride and cooking ketam was something new.Ya la masa bujang, I got this phobia of pulling the shell from the crab.

Anyway,teringat seseorang yang menyiang ikan dalam keadaan yang marah.Jadi ikan tu di katamnya dengan bersungguh sungguh.Jadi masa kami makan,tulang saja yang dapat kerana isinya telah sebati dengan gravy.

Jadi jangan marah marah ya bila siang ikan.

 

Anyway,on a brighter note ,my gulai ketam,was finished off by dinner.

Ina jangan marah

Pak hitam ketagih,air liur meleleh

Teringat lagu R Azmi la pulak.

( written the night before )

This morning I will provide the way how I cooked the crabs.

 

crabs not craps

Curry powder ( for crabs not craps)

Santan

Garam

Pineapple

Shallot

Garlic

 

Bring to boil curry powder and some water ( agak agak la)

Add santan. Next go the crabs and sliced pineapple

salt to taste.

Let the curry simmer.

 

In a wok,fry garlic+Shallot+ daun kari + halba campur.

Turn into the curry.

There you see,cooking crab curry is very simple.

Budak tak ambil UPSR pun boleh buat .Kan?

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Dear girls,

I know right now you could be reading my blog and I dedicate this post  to all of you.

Take care.

Mama love you all.

 

Dear girls,

We have been through a lot.

We have tumbled but we didnt fell

Cos the love that we have amongst us

Put us back on our feet.

 

Dears girls,

You are the diamonds that a mother could have

What else would I ask for more

For having you

Make my life complete.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

enter the clown

 


bercakap dgn kucing

                                  

 


jadi buah.

family 195aksi pakli.

When he is not in his off mode,pakli will be a clown .Clowning at itsy bitsy things that sometimes years ago I admit that I found it ridiculous.

But after years of sharing the same roof,I could as well main pingpong dengan nya.

Last time,I would grimace at the I found it not funny jokes,but now, I could join in for a guffaw or two.

Hilarious was the house when pak saad,tok ma,ina were to share the same table. Chaired by pakli ,I bet you the sour prune is not enough.

Well,makcik,and paen just sometimes are two non hilarious humano sapieno.The rest are.

Selamat Hari Bapa ,pakli

Love you.