Apa yang kalut?

 

Burger pak cik kalut memang kegemaran ku.

Bawang yang digoreng layu mengharumkan burger Taman Sena Indah ni.

Tapi kalau nak makan kena tunggu lama.Sebab waiting list dia panjang.Jadi pak cik yang buat tu kenalah kalut. Memang kalut.

Kaki tangannya macam menari nari .Agak-agak boleh dibuat dance steps.Kalau diamati betul-betul bukan saja movement dia yang kalut tapi expression muka pun dah agak pak cik ni terburu-buru orangnya.

Anyway thumbs up to pak cik kalut yang sentiasa kalut takut customer merungut.

Tapi aku terpaku bila dari jendela kereta aku terbaca

GULAI KALUT

Maka terbayanglah aku macam mana kalutnya mak cik/pak cik yang masak gulai ni.

EH, ikan tu basuh elok2 dak?

klon burger pak cik kalut

bringing up nemo

 

Kelmarin budak tiga tahun jatuh kondo.

Hari ni budak perempuan comel dihempap tv 23 inci lantas menemui ajal.

Ngeri rasanya membaca berita yang penuh tragik ini.

Bringing up children is not that easy anymore. Macamlah dulu tu senang nak besarkan anak.

This brought me to the days where I had to juggle between work and home. Masih terngiang di telinga kata pedas seseorang yang cikgu 100 orang murid pun boleh jaga tapi anak sendiri tak terjaga. Masa tu kami dalam misi merisik orang gaji. Masa tu la anak mula meragam.Dulu mana ada agen untuk maid .nak cari orang gaji kena la pi cari sendiri.Masuk kampung keluar kampung.Tak cukup kat Perlis, sampai ke Kedah dan juga Tak Bai.

Menangani ragam orang gaji pun rasa macam nak lemas.Tapi jaranglah mereka akan dengar you’re fired.Kehilangan orang gaji akan mengecohkan lagi schedule keluarga. Jadi ,walau pahit,walau teruk,kena sabar.Sabaq….sabaq yang amat banyak.

 

Masih terbayang bukan saja nak makan tergopoh gopoh.Nak mandi ,nak  b…..k pun kena be around their schedule.Segala perhiasan ,kena childproof.Nak beli perabut kena tengok edges dia rounded atau tajam.Pisau,ubat,air panas ,plug kena be out of their reach. My children are a bunch of adventurous kids. Apa yang dia orang tak buat experimen.

Sometimes I had to put my feet firmly on the ground regarding my kids.Nak ber bf gf tunggu sampai habis belajar.Kalau  dah pijak tangga U tu tak pa la kalau nak ada pakwa /makwa.Bukan apa takut balik pulau bayan lepas.

 

I hate seeing mothers  exercising their power over their children in public. Nak piat ke,nak marah ke biar lah kat rumah.Pernah nampak mak terjerit jerit kat anak depan orang ramai dalam supermarket. Malu betul.

I still remembered my daughter calling out loud and clear.

Mama bila kita kaya kita beli ni ya.

Tapi nak,mama tak kaya kaya.

kalau kita kaya nak hire nanny mcm ni lak

the matter of the heart

Coming home from Penang,we made a detour to SP. A visit to the matriarch of the family is one thing I always look forward. Seeing her and hearing her was an antidote to the soul and heart.

My mak. One wonderful lady who always put other people’s interest way beyond her own needs and wants. One who chooses her words with care . I think I never meet another soul as kind as her.Loved by all and hated by none. This is mak in my eye ,her children,grandchildren and sons and daughters in laws.

My sister who I always had some reservations  for her outrightnesss was all a buzz about her impending daughter’s wedding. Her face was all aglow when relating her preparations for the event.

Yes . Her daughter’s wedding will be in a few months time and sewing the curtains was undertaken by mak and the maid.Sis had envisioned the frills to be made in the matrimonial chamber.

Oh sis,I hope what had happened to me and my daughter will never ever happened to any one of our loved ones. Could I ever forget the happiness when making all those preparations .Could I forget the happiness when the days were just full of anticipation of the big day.

The culprits were now beyond happy in their eternal bliss and they could shout it to the world to hear and see but remember this :

No amount of compensation could compensate the pain that you had wrought upon the sufferers.Remember the old mother whose heart and pride was made to suffer.Remember the old father whose tears had fallen.Remember the old frail grandparents who travelled 1000 km to see you.

And I always remembered those days …….when the ring that I wore was taken back.So I could fathom the pains my loved one has gone through.Cos I had tread the same path before.Could write a full anecdotes of the event as the recollections were as vivid as before.

But now azan is heard in the distance.Have to answer the call of the muezzin.

All in all I had only this to say:

Hari ini kita buat orang menangis ,entah esok entah lusa kita pula yang meraung.

So hindarkan diri dari menganiaya orang lain kerana balasan allah tidak kita ketahui bentuknya.

Take a little breath

 

Entering the buffet room of the hotel,we were greeted by the unwanted sight to behold.

Coffee and tea pots were near empty. The buffet tray were neatly arranged saved for the food.Cups and saucers were none.Most of the customers were putting up the not so seronok faces.

As usual I have the ritual of sabaring my spouse.

Oghang banyak ni

Budak budak ni baru dok training kot.

Sabaq la

I was always told to stand and say what I need to.But being brought up by mak who taught that empathy  and sabar are next to iman ,I seldom feel the need to fly off the handle at the slightest moment of being slighted.

My colleagues were always asking me how I could be cool when things are hot. My ex guru besar friends were at awe how I could get away at being in the hottest school without being scratched.How I could stand being un dignifiedly being told off in front of others in boardrooms and my face was still one cool composure. I could be boiling inside but cool is my approach.

Someone questioned whether I had taken any actions against people who are not performing in their task.

Was I  lackadaisical in my approach during my terms of administration.

I dont believe in belittling people to get the aura of you are one big smart power wielding exec.

My approach is coaching and I tried my best in bringing the best in people.

One of my teachers did a farewell speech that I will always treasure in my memory. Having words with him for his misadventures in the privy of my office out of hearing of others was too good for him.

A self made card which a teacher said was done not because of kedekutness but out of her love  was another treasure among the gifts that I received.

So what the heck is there to wait for a few minutes for you to be served!

Have a smile for the waitress cos there could be no one who smiled for them that day. Lebih lebih lagi bila makanan lambat sampai.Perut pula dok menyeringai. Aduhai.

So the next time if you feel like the top is ballooning off take a breather.

Agak-agak kes customer dapat ayak panaih instead of teh panas ,kes tak sabaq la kut. Naya kan!

Cant  help feeling the pain cos I had felt that too.parutnya pun masih ada.Seram dan menyakitkan.

credit to woman.kapanlagi.com