Hujan

 Tadi hujan turun dengan lebatnya.

Kelmarin, panas lit lit.

Esok , ramalan cuaca bagaimana?

Hujan ke panas.

Jam 5...terpampang nombor 

599082

Jam berapa 600,000 ya.

Having my fingers crossed.

Sambal pedas di hari panas... haha bayangkan

 Hari panas. Panas lit lit kata saya. Pasaiapa disebut dan dikait panas yang membahang dgn lit lit ya?

Perut lapaq hap hap.... hehe . Lagi satu penggula bahasa cikson.

So what?

Notis tiada air utk 24 jam jatuh pada hari ni. 28hb Jun bersamaan hari Selasa.

Nak masak tak masak sama banyak bermain dikepala.

Last last berkelentung kelentang bunyi dapur. Yes... cikson masak utk tgh hari ni.

Menunya.... sambal udang pedaih berkurma yusuf taiyooooob pedaih berdehiang.

Maka tgh hri tu selepas cikli balik dari dailisis nya, terjamulah masakan ini....

Merecik air hidung. Pedaih hang hang.

The kid who won

Seronok benar dia mempamirkan medal yg dimenanginya.

Tersenyum simpul sokmo.

Tidur pun dgn medal

Gaya dia bagai johan.

Seminggu ni tentulah medal warna gold itu yg jadi topik bualannya.

Tidurnya pun sambil pakai medal. 

Terimbau cikson masa kecik dan masih dialam persekolahan.

Cikson is not into sports berbanding kakak sulung.

Come sports day banyaklah medal tersarung dilehernya atau piala yg dihadiahkan.

Namun ,mai akhir tahun, cikson selalu naik pentas terima hadiah.

Juga hasil tangan cikson terpilih utk exhibition sekolah.

Percayalah...hadiah2 dari sekolah yg buat cikson bertekad utk dpt keputusan cemerlang. So study hard I did. 

Begitu juga anak anak. We would do our best so our children could be at their very best.

Setiap kemenangan yg diraih di rai bersama.In our own small way.

Semoga kemenangan yg diraih adik fateh menjadi pembuka jln utk dia .

Seperti ibunya juga yg meraih 

'Tokoh murid utk sekolahnya.'

SKSI....thn dah lupa.

Satu pesanan cikson....

Andai anak bawa balik hadiah kemenangannya walau sekecik kecik benda,hargailah . 

Simpan komen negatif yg membunuh rasa gembira anak itu.

Saya tau sbb pernah lalui. Bagaimana kecewa bila sijil penghargaan tidak disambut dgn rasa gembira. Dipersenda lagi ada.

It stayed a long lonngggg time in my mind.And it nearly drove me to not excel anymore..

Bodosss sungguh.

He aint slow......he aint low.

 Yesterday, I got pictures and videos of him participating in a sports event. His first ever.

Held by his tadika, it took place somewhere in KL.

If I were not wrong, this event usually includes all tadikas of the same company. Little Caliphs of the same district/ state. Am not too sure.

Fateh was one reluctant little kid who would scorn at the mention of 'school'or 'sekolah'

We were bemused with him whenever the word was mentioned. 

No school should be mentioned and no amount of coaxing would change his mind.

So we tiptoed whenever he was around and school matter was discussed as quietly as we could.

When asked why he was so against schooling,here were some of his reasons....

School bicing. Budak layi.

Makan cikit. Adik lapo

Ayah ambik lambat. 

Adik sushah nak pake baju. Toyet bucuk.

One night I saw him asking his mom how to spell a word. The four year old kid was searching for a u tube series on his phone.

'Tu la adik kena pi school. Boleh belajaq ABC. Adik boleh baca, cari you tube sendiri' He shook his head. 

When the holiday was over and school reopened , he was still adamant not to go to school.

But one day we were pleasantly surprised when we heard that he went to school that day. It was his brother who coaxed him to school. Good job big brother!

Until then, his presence to school was very impressive. His mom was surprised at his progress.

Yesterday, we were happy to see him taking part in his school event. 

He aint slow ..... 

He aint low.....

He proudly posed for a pic with his medal.

Wan tentu shuka tgk adik minang.....He said. Asking his mom for a photoshoot. 

Yeay... adik minang. Tahniah! Congratulations little chum. 

Mencari Damai....2

 Damai?

Apa tu ?

Damai bagi you mungkin berbeza bagi damai bagi I...... statement biasa. Tak dak luar biasa.

Ada orang, tidur mendamaikan. Boleh tak makan, tak mandi , tak berkomunikasi seharian . Tdur dari pagi sampai kemalam. Itu damai dari persepsi dia.

Ada orang merasa damai dengan komplen memanjang. Dari pagi buka mata sampai pejam mata malamnya. Ada saja tak kena. Selagi tak dibuat pernyataan selagi itu resah seresahnya. Jadi pada bulan, pada siang, pada kucing dan ayam komplennya terarah. Jangan diri kita jadi bahan sesah. Payah. Bersua muka saja ada saja lah yang tak kena.

Ada orang damai dengan tidak ambil tahu tentang pancaroba dunia. Tentang kisah kisah semasa. Apa nak jadi jadilah katanya.

Ehhh... baru tadi tgk sidang media S/U sebuah parti negara. 

Kita usulkan tubuh jawatankuasa unggas negara. JUN.Tujuan utk menurunkan harga ayam.

Damainya usul. 

Harga minyak naik, kita tubuh JMN

Harga telor naik,kita tubuh JTN

Kan boleh ramai dapat jawatan Pengerusi. Lepas tu jawatan tu semua perlu Jawatankuasa yang ramai.Jawatan pula high risk. Maka gaji yg diberi kena tinggi.

Ehh... ni kan utk rakyat juga. Rakyat is KING!

Apa pulak tersampuk cikson ni pagi pagi Sabtu ni. 

Betul betul terenggut rasa damai semalam bila terbangun dan terlihat video AM dok buat sidang media.

Cantik sawah diseberang jalan. Hijau . Damai sekejap mata yang memandang.

Petang kelmarin dulu, ikut anak ke jalan pantai. Lihat laut damai. Makan mee udang damai. But the damage is here to stay. Rasa allergy datang kembali.

Well,whats your definition for damai?

Selain dari mengisi masa dengan amalan agama......

Mencari damai ....

 

Sayang sekali, Perlis tiada pantai.  Hanya boleh dinikmati pemandangannya. 

Amboi cengenya dia...

 

To there and back...in pictures

 Ha...semoga tersimpan ingatan. Yang rasa gembira pernah bertandang. 

Dari tingkat 11. Cyberjaya.

Jalan jalan ronda Putrajaya

Mcm dok luar negara no

Tasik Putrjaya
Ayer8

Perjalanan balik

Ipoh mari

Menunggu masa utk tiada

To there and back.....

 Hi,

Salam semua.

Dah beberapa hari tak bersiaran , sbbnya kerana berada di luar kawasan. Sibuk berurusan dan ilham pun tak kunjung datang.

Sekarang ni, dah selamat sampai dari perantauan. Bolehlah click cluck laptop buat catatan......

Oh well... where do I begin. To tell the story of my journey .

Let's start with buying ETS tickets.

The tickets

I had ideas to go on the Business Class but with cikli not registered as yet on the online platform, no discount would be given. He would be charged the full amount..RM 177 per trip. Even as pensioner the discount was only a mere 20% off.

RM 300 for two to KL would be too much kan.....

So to KTMB Arau we went to purchase the tickets. For RM 110 we procured the tickets for that Friday journey.

The journey

The journey on the Platinum train was smooth and uneventful. By 4 we were on our way to the station that day. And by 503 we were all on the ETS...south bound. 

By and by we reached KL Central by 10.15. 

Ciklin was there to whisk us off to Cyberjaya.... our lodge for the whole stay. Thanks cikna.

The wedding

Yes, Tujuan utama kami ke KL adalah memenuhi jemputan kahwin anak menakan cikson. Anak adik .By 10 we headed towards Bandar Baru Bangi with ciklin at the wheels. Berdesup . By 11 we  safely arrived at the wedding venue. Apa ke nama entah building tu. Ostia something. Lupa pulak.

Boleh kata semua adik kakak tuan rumah hadir . Walau yang sedang sakit sakit. So happy to see the tuan rumah happy .

Food a plenty, hospitality too ,venue cosy . Tahniah adik..Dr Habibah and children for the wonderful time we were there.

The walk by the lake

Next day was spent nursing the aching body and feet. Ehh wait.. we went to Tasik Putrajaya la..Had an early dinner at a restaurant there and returned before maghrib.

At the basement carpark bumped into a couple with a wailing baby. Kecik sangat baby tu dok bawa jln dkt maghrib ni. Entah kenapa my hair stood on ends .....

The journey home

With cikli having to have his dialysis , we have to head back to Perlis. Mujuq ciklin tgh cuti. By 9 we were already on the highway heading North...bye Cyber.

Eeeee... jumpa jam walau bukan cuti sekolah and it was a weekday. Ngeri tgk mangsa di tutup ditepi jln somewhere in Perak. 

Had a stop at number of RnR.

At Bukit Gantang, rambutan and manggis nampak menyelerakan. Ehh... betul ke kiraan harga yg dichargekan. Mcm tak kena saja. Lain kali kalau membeli kat situ kena perhatikan kiraan . Jgn balik baru garu kepala...

By 5  we arrived safely at RBL...home sweet home. Tapi macam ada kekosongan. Bila anak anak semua kat ibukota. Cikson pula tiada siapa siapa kat sini. Terasa sunyi. 

'Cikli, kita pindah pi KL na?' 

What's up bro.....sis

 Hari diluar masih kelabu.

Tanda matahari masih beradu.

Namun, kereta ,motor dah banyak menderu. Laju. 

Tergesa gesa makhluk dalamnya ke tempat kerja macam selalu.

 And today 13 June juga hari baru buat menantu....start kerja baru. 

Semoga sukses selalu.

Cucu cucu berdua pun mesti terkesan dengan rutin yang menunggu. Semoga mereka ok dan aman menghadapi era baru.

The other day when they were here, I got a few lessons from adik.

We were enjoying out afternoon with oranges when the little one came out with an idea.

Tok, boyeh buat air dengan buah oyen. Shedapp. Mula mula tok kupas, lepas tu tok ambik cawan.....n so on....

Last sekayi tok letak dlm peti aisshh. 

Terangnya antara pelat dan terus. Anyway,he has made tremendous progress in his bahasa. Only a few words un deciphered.

This Friday,ciklicikson would be off to KL on the ets. Talking about ets, the first priority is buying tickets.

Haha... nilah problemnya. Cikson dah register tetapi tak begitu dengan cikli.

The last time I bought tickets, cikli was charged the full fare. No matter his status as a warga emas or not.

So buying online was an option. 

Jomlah kita pi Arau beli tiket. Dapat  half price. He said.

So off to Arau we went the other day.

Kaunter kosong. Ada notis ' Hanya utk ETS saja'

Fine. We waited and finally an officer came to our help.

Cik, kena beli kat mesin tu. He said pointing to the vending machines nearby.

Dahhh... dengan orang ramai, dengan kelabu mata, anxiety attack... mau teraba raba berurusan kat mesin tu. Actually dah pernah beli tiket komuter ke SP. Tau lah sikit sikit. 

At last, an officer helped us to the machine and two tickets were secured at half price. Alhamdulillah.

Tentu orang KL gelak kat kami disini kerana baru jumpa mesin beli tiket.

Actually masih ramai yang perlu pertolongan station master kat sini.....Until one day when we are ready.

Bila lihat youngsters pun terkial kial nak beli tiket, ok jugalah kami yg terlebih umur teraba raba nak berurusan. Nothing to be ashamed of la kan. 

Buat apa nak pi KL tu cikson. 

Cuba teka... nah ni cluenya.

Rasa mcm nak pi kerja la pulak

Been such a long time I spent and splurged on myself..... 

Budak oyang putih ni.....

 Dah 4 tahun tapi pertuturan dia masih pelat. Jenuh perembang apa dia kata. Last last kena cari jurubahasa. Sapa lagi abangnya lah ..si Fahim kesayangan semua.

@#$%&&*(.....dia berkata.

Fahim,tok tak fahamlah. Tolong translate sat.

Then the little boy started speaking in English. Ehh..fasih pulak dia. Tak ada pelat melat pun.

Reading to his bro

Tuition kat adik ni

Adik n his fav series

So the next time when we were at a lost ,trying to comprehend his speech, we said to him.

' Adik speak English la'

Itulah cucu kedua cikson. Active,creative , imaginative tapi masih pelat pelat yang manja.

Sometimes I love to hear his baby talk. Faham ke tidak lain bicara.

I was wondering why this phenomenon is happening among many of my cucus... sendiri or otherwise.

Their parents , dont really speak fully in English but their children are. And with a British slang.

I was among the guests at a wedding. Many children were playing among themselves.

Speaking English!

I was wondering how they became so despite their parents speaking their mother tongue.

La,makngah depa tengok video. Peppa Pig, Ryan , and a number of unknown series to me.

No wonder la....

This took me to the time I was raising my kids. They too have favourite series on movies and cartoons.As well as comics and novels. 

And people did ask me how is my English better off than most of my colleagues.

At that time in question,I was devoid of tv, social media, gadgets etc.

It was reading books. Yes, I was into books during my growing years. If the catalogue of the school library and borrowers record be the rujukan, I would be the winner. My name would be on most of the cards. SBS library  1963-1969

Now Fahim is into books too. At 6 ,he is an avid reader. As an incentive, his reward would be the bokshops and libraries. I would buy him books thru the internet sometimes.

As a result of his reading I noticed that Fahim is more interested to talk about current affairs like the on going war in Ukraine. Types of minerals ,dianasours and so on.

Reading to his ayah on the way home to kl.
Subject...engineering
Ayah kena buat revision utk kerja 

Ehh macam tok la. Suka general knowledge. Masa sekolah dulu kalau ada quiz, cikson naik pentas jadi peserta. Menang weii!

Kalau English as a language pula, cikson selalu cepat angkat tangan kalau cikgu tanya soalan. Kawan2 jadi menyampah sebab kena puji selalu. 

Depa kata apa tau...

'You ni pi la kawan dengan Chatar Singh. Suka menunjuk pandai'. Hahaha..Chattar Singh ni mmg English dia superb. Tapi satu hari tu dia kalah dgn cikson dalam punctuation. Masa tu Mr Peter ajar English Form berapa tak ingat. Cikson boleh punctuate paragraphs correctly much to the amazement of my fellow classmates.

Tu la kenangan cikson masa sekolah menengah. Budak serabai tapi English pandai... hai hai.

But now, my English pun dah kelaut....

Bila cucu2 balik kampung halemen.....

 Cuti penggal persekolahan sekarang ni. Seminggu la juga.

Mesti ramai ambil kesempatan balik kampung halaman or halemen as my cucu puts it.

Dua cucu kesayangan tok n wan juga tak ketinggalan. Balik sekejap walau baru juga balik Hari Raya dulu.

Terubat rindu.

Hehe... macam macamla feel depa kali ni esp yang kedua. Ada ada saja.

1.One morning, dia ternampak si ayam jantan dan pasangannya mematuk matuk dihalaman.

Excitednya dia. 

'Ayam goyeng , how are youuuu? He greeted them .

Ayam goyeng? Kesian ayam ayam tu. Mesti terbayang nasib mereka bakal menjadi ayam goreng.

2. Dia masih belum boleh membaca . Huruf huruf tu bolehlah . Dengar dia menyuruh ibunya mengeja . Rupanya nak cari you tube .

Tu la adik kena pi school. Boleh eja sendiri. Boleh google macam macam.

Terus kepala digeleng bila 'school' disebut. Pantang dia sekolah disebut. 

3. Dalam kereta dia membelek buku . Ada satu perkataan yang dia menyuruh ibunya mengeja dan menyebut bunyinya. Ibu menurutnya. Tapi dia tak puas hati.Butaaan. Butaan macam tu.

Ayah, abang tokwan semua tolong menyebut dan mengeja. Semua bukan/butan.

Last last nenek masuk campur. Ahh betul la. Dia berhenti merengek. Yeay...

Nawarhall .... must be spelled the phonic way. Gitu.

4.He is adamant . It a task finding what he wants. He has reasons up his sleeves so you have to know how to tackle him. 

5. He taught me ' How to make lemonade from oranges'. Siap chill lagi

Banyak lagilah ragam budak 4 tahun ni tera nak besar...

Betullah kata orang.. Orang tua ada kala kalah dengan lojik budak 4 tahun. 

Layanlah gambar budak 4 tahun ni melukis potret wan Li nya.

Kalah Van Goh dan Picasso.

Finding nemo ....eh shoes

 Its been ages I browsed the aisles of shopping complexes. But yesterday I braved myself for one.

In the quest of finding suitable shoes and a handbag took me to one of the mall 40 km down south. Yeay...at last I found myself in Parkson, Alor Star Mall.

It was near lunch time when we arrived. Kenny Rogers was more inviting than the other food outlet. Fahim was already crying for food and  Chicken Rice Shop was full.

Then into Parkson we went.

Going through aisle upon aisle of shoes was a daunting task. Nearly giving up of finding shoes for my broad feet. 

If I like the colour,the cutting was narrow.

If the colour and cutting were okeyed, the size was unavailable. The shoes were uncomfortable and so on.

I went out to Medifeet . None was for me.

Ventured into Bata, Vern and others too. Nothing suited me.

Then ,I recalled Camel Active was the most comfortable pair shoes I have earlier tried.

Mahai pun mahai la. Tak lawa pun takpa lah. Asal kaki selesa.

We came out of Parkson with a bag and two pairs of shoes.

Mission accomplished.

Unta pun unta lah

Terasa dan mmg dah berusia sangat. Lebih lebih lagi bila adalah orang dok remind makcikson dah tua....

Sedaq diri aihhh. Tak payah la dok remind.

Gitu.

Yes correct that was me...hihi. 

And I remind myself too not to speak about other's physical attributes.. 

Botak ke, capang ke, tgk sudah. Tak perlu jadi gedembai.

Semua nak tegur.

Bila org tegur kekurangan kita tau sentap. Haha.

That was me la...sentap bila org dok tegur kekurangan diri.

Dalam meniti usia adakala kita fikir tak apa....semua boleh saja.Sebab kita lebih berusia ,orang lain kena akur dengan kita.

No... correct me if I'm wrong .ok

Satu lagi... dont feed yourself negative thoughts about yourself. Thats the worst portion you feed to yourself. Very potent. 

DIY... Mee sup sempoi my way....

 Kata pun nama diberi Mee Sup Sempoi My Way. Tentulah resepi ikut tangan cikson bukan beli. Juga bukan kotiau seperti dalam gambar ini.....

ini kotiau bukan mee

Juga dimasak secara makcikpencen bukan chef yang ada nama.

Namun, habis juga berpinggan utk kami berdua....haha

Mee sup cara cikson....

Mee

Ayam dada n etc

Daun sup 

Penumis sup.

Bawang putih utk minyak bawang putih

Cili padi,bawang merah,kicap,gula utk cabai kicap.

Bebola ikan, udang etc

Cara caranya.... senang saja

1. Buat cili kicap

2. Buat minyak bawang putih

3. Masak sup.

4. Celur mee, sayur 

Nak hidang, carik carik isi ayam and peragakan ikut suka.....

Makanlah semau mu..

Mee sup ayam

The story I like to share.....

 This is a poignant story.

Nothing unlikely

Nothing out of the ordinary

But that implants itself in my memory.

That this is humanity

Though the characters are not human..... nevertheless it teaches us not to be greedy.

As usual, when I wash the dishes, my interest wanders off to the lawn beyond my window.

I like to watch the birds, the couple of chickens that usually descend upon the leftover food I threw on the ground. Yes, I purposely threw leftover rice, noodles, bread freely on the ground so that the birds could have their meal.

I enjoy watching them . A variety of birds could be seen coming in groups or solo . Its like a fun fair. But free of charge and with replenishment. 

This morning I was privy to a scene.

The bigger bird

I was wondering why that solitary bigger bird was walking to and fro along the kerb. He stopped now and then. Like waiting for someone.

The piece of papaya was there for him to savour.

But no... he just kept walking up and down.

Then a smaller bird descended on the food. Then I understood.

The merbah wouldnt eat alone. He's waiting for company.So not greedy.

The duo then pecked happily on the papaya oblivious to others and ME!

The big n small bird

A lesson I learnt  today. Dont be greedy. Dah kaya usah tamak lagi...

Setiap kali membasuh pinggan,

Mata meleret ke hujung laman

Kisah burung jadi tarikan

Boleh diajari satu dua teladan.

Walau berlainan bangsa dan kasta

Harmoni itu pegangan mereka

Rezeki yg ada dikongsi bersama

Walau sedikit atau banyak yg dijumpa

Bkn mcm kita

Yg kaya bertambah kaya

Hasil rasuah, kroni dan salah guna kuasa.

Kita yg marhaen, pandai pandailah nak survive dlm kecelaruan yg ada.

 

I shared this on fb. 

Thats all folks. Have a happy holiday.

Rumbling and grumbling......

 Over the distant sky, I could hear the rumbling and grumbling of thunder.

Green is the colour of the dat.

The long unkempt grass of my lawn is green

The bushes on the side kerb is green too.

So is the small tiny weeny sawah across the road.

Green. Green is serene.

But the weather looks bleak.

The sky is cloudy

Rain is eminent.

Oh where is the sun btw?

For so many days the sun been hiding. 

Leaving me with loads of washing to be done.

The constant traffic in front of my house seems never ending.

To and fro. 

The noise ,the dust, the pollution is sometimes a heart ache.

Ehh pkp is over. Hence the spill over. Does that matter?

Well... covid isnt over.Cant you hear that on berita?

Been waiting for that piece of purchase over Lazada. Ingat JnT saja yang bermasaalah. Aduhai Lex,Lazada pun tak kurang hebatnya. Inilah nak juga berbeli on line. Terimalah akibatnya. Kasut yang sepatutnya sampai 23 hb haritu entah kemanalah dia berada.

Selera makan dah ke laut. Sekejap ada sekejap tiada. Nak memasak sendiri, adakala sakit kaki. Nak order Foodpanda ,robek kocek jawabnya. Mahalnya mengalah Tel Aviv harganya.

Pagi ni terjerembab dengan penulisan seorang doktor. Katanya kuat komplen tu satu sikap yg negatif. 

So stop rumbling.

 Stop GRUMBLING. 

Stop COMPLAINING!

Mee sup ayam

Sedap juga bila di makan

Kalau tak selera mkn nasi 

Boleh saja ganti mee 

Makan sajalah apa yg disaji 

Usah di komplen itu ini

Cempegha ....

 CEMPEGHA.... lidah orghang Kedah memang banyak 'gha'

Kalau huruf R tu memang disebut dengan bunyi gha.

So jadilah cempera cempegha. Haha.

What does it means anyhow?

Pi google sajalah kalau tak tau. Takkan semua nak habaq no.

This time around I like to touch about the state of cempegha in our beloved mother country.

Malaysia lah mana lagi.

Mana yang rajin top up berita tentu tau ceritanya.

Makcik sorang ni diberitakan telah keluar parti/kabinet. Lepas satu parti dia lompat. Sat PKR.sat berSATU,la ni parti apa pulak tak tau. PBM? Parti Bangsa Malaysia pulak dah.

I lost count of parties in Msia. Esp parti orang Melayu. Banyak sangat sampai semua jadi cempegha.

Yang mana satu yang betoi. Yang guranti tak mkn rasuah, kroni, tidoq  dll sifat yg tak mau kita lihat.

Mimpilah nak lihat yg betul betul berwibawa dalam masa terdekat ni.

Well.... there are lots of things yang mencempeghakan lately.

Hampa tak cempegha ka tgk harga barang dok cempegha naik la ni. 

Minyak masak 5 kilo dah ada yang diberitakan mencapai 45 ringgit!

Wei... kita pengeksport minyak sawit nombor satu dunia wei!

The Raya of 2022....satu memori

 Well... its June 2 nd today. 

Raya Puasa as we call has come and  gone. After a month.

There's nothing much to talk and shout about . Writing this is just for memory.

My Raya in pictures....

lontong hidangan raya tahun ini... 
ehh ehhh...lontong raya ka ni

tersasar kesini 
'Purest' Sg Petani kami terjah sbb tak jumpa mkn tgh hari
Melayang RM 400 utk ini

Antara mereka yang sudi bertandang
Walau meja tidak dilimpahi hidangan

'Depa'  yang memberi erti pd hidup ku ini

Actually,browsing the gallery of my phone, there wasnt a single picture that I snapped myself. Save for a few on the way pictures to SP.

To say the least..... semoga tahun hadapan yang mendatang Raya kami lebih meriah, tenang dan membawa memori serba indah.

Namun, kecekalan dan ketabahan hati dalam apa jua keadaan itu yang utama.

Walau besaq mana ribut yang mai melanda.

Thats all folks. Will be uploading more pics if I could find more presentable pictures. 

Bye. 

Anak menakan cikli

Kanak2 riang

Jamuan yg tak seperti

Ehh..malulah

Terselit sekali

Ni buat bekalan dlm perjalanan
yg ditempuhi

Akhir sekali cuaca pd hari raya aidilfitri

The road most feared.....

 The road most feared?

What else? ....could be more feared than being bedridden, handicapped,crippled. Useless,vegetative.

So fearsome. 

I experienced a few bout of being rendered helpless a few times. 

One such occasion being having pain in the legs and feet and I was immobile. Luckily cikten was at home and they quickly sent me to the clinic. Got back on my two feet and went about my daily chores . Traveled to weddings and accompany my husband to KL for his eye care.

The worst ever happened last week. Tired from the journey to my nephew's wedding wasnt over yet,when cikli persuaded me to go to SP. I had in mind for a weekend rest but cikli must have his way.

I okeyed the journey as I wouldnt like to disappoint him. 

Then the damage happened.

It was all silly of myself.

I took the stairs down to the platform !

Why I wonder? 

Afraid that the lift might malfunctioned and what not saw me treading down the four flights of stairs when we were chasing the KTM bound commuter train to Arau.

That night I had the most searing of pain in my thigh.

And I couldnt move an inch of my legs and body.

It was one in the early morning hour when I called cikli to help me. And he was as helpless as could be.

Until five in the morning, without much food and water, I called KPJ.

I could remember the difficulties the nurse had to carry me in a stretcher from the room to the ambulance. May be I weighed a ton at that time. 

After much pushing and heaving, I was transported safely to the emergency clinic of KPJ.

A doctor attended to me after a while. A jab was delivered to my veins and a drip was administered.

When the doctor came to check on me after a while, I improved and could move my legs and thigh.

Thank Goodness!

From 5 to 7 ,with drips and jabs , I forked out 1k.

Takpalah duit boleh cari. Remember to thank my girls who chipped in to pay the bill. 

At eight ,I reached home. In an ambulance again!  

masuk drip,masuk ubat

in the ambulance.

Mujur tak kena hantar pi HTF as KPJ was fully occupied that day. Having experiences in the emergency clinic sending cikli on numerous accounts somewhat made me feel shy of the place. 

Mama, its high time you duduk dengan anak anak. Inilah jadi kalau apa2 emergency. My children snubbed me.

Entahlah anak anak. Selain being rendered helpless, duduk dengan anak anak pun one of the road most feared. Haha. For various reasons. Just like my mom and my makmertua . 

Semoga Allah swt mengurniakan kesihatan yang baik buat ku sentiasa. I dont have to tread the road most feared again. Ever.

Semoga kesihatan bertambah baik utk ke KL seminggu dua lagi. Ni ha dah siap beli luggage baru......

comei tak luggage ku ini.

Till the said date, I reserved my legs .

Dont forget.... no stairs!

Bye. Stay safe always folks.