Sunyi dan sepi....

 Ehhh..dah banyak hari rupanya blog ni ku biar kusam. Tiada posting baru . 

Banyak perkara terjadi buat diri rasa malas nak bersiaran. Maka aku diam. 

There're happy occasions yet unhappiness overshadowed the happiness.

Memang benar benar diluar jangkaan.

Sedih sangat. Berhari rasa suram. Me and my family. 

Pemergian tak dijangka memang satu yang mengejutkan. Semena mena dah tiada. 

Tanggal akhir Oktober , adik kehilangan suami. Dan cikson kehilangan ipar yang sangat baik kepada kami. Walau pangkat menggunung tinggi , tak pernah rasa janggal bersama nya. A very humble person, pemurah dan jovial personality telah pergi buat selamanya. Kehilangan yang sangat terasa oleh kami semua. 

Ciklicikson rasa sangat terkilan kerana tidak dapat bersama memberi penghormatan terakhir buat arwah. Plan ada untuk mengunjungi keluarga namun keadaan kesihatan tidak mengizinkan. Hanya berkirim salam dan berita . 

Di kesempatan ini, dengan rasa rendah diri,  semoga sama sama kita sedekahkan Alfatihah buat Allahyarham Prof.Dr.Hamzah Jusoh. Semoga ditempatkan dikalangan mereka yang beriman.

Buat adik Prof Madya Dr.Habibah Ahmad ,tabahkan hati menghadapi hari hari mendatang. Juga buat anak anak saudara yang dikasihi. Amy, Safuan,Yana .  Juga Zara dan ibunya. 

All the memories , will be kept close in our heart. Sweet memories are all we have .

We miss you dearly,adik. 

Simplicity

 

Fateh's sketching always intrigue me. Why is the figure always in one lump.  The whole blob is a character. I noticed that there wasnt any figure that is different.

Sketches dia sama saja. Tak dak badan. Haha.

Rasa rasanya bagi seorang anak kecil berusia tiga tahun begitu agaknya dia memandang orang lain. Cantik ke hodoh ke sama saja. No gemuk or kurus. Yang terserlah hanya bahagian muka. Ekspressi muka lebih dari the whole sum .

Kita pun kalau bersiap mahu sejam fokus kat muka. Dari letak concealer, blusher, bedak ....cuba bilang berapa lapis. Kenapa bahagian lain tidak?

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication kata Leornardo da Vinci. 

Agreed. Simplicity not Complicated is more desirable .

Live a simple life. 

Dont have to live to impress others. 

Live within your means. 

Dont be a martyr. 

No double standard.

No BOHONG!...........selamat hidup.

Ni dia Fateh. Da Vinci in the making.

ada juga terselit orang berkaki ya

tekun berkarya

mencari idea ya?

Namun macam anak anak kecil lain, aktiviti lasak boleh saja.

bab panjat memanjat terra juga dia

 

Expecting expectations.....

 

Shakespeare was right. Wasnt he?

I expected to find solace and happiness in my new place. Someone quipped. But I was disappointed. Everything doesnt seem right. Moaned another.

The grumbler uprooted from her old workplace expecting to fine a better working place with a better perk. Alas... the old place was way much better.

I expect this child to look after me . But look. The one I expect to take care of me has abandoned me. The least expected was the one to do a lot. Said an old mother. 

Just now I watched a short clip of a Malay drama. Reen Rahim was the lead. And Norlia Ghani was the mother in law. 

Dia ingat anak dia Khir Rahman kaya raya, namun sebaliknya. Menantu perempuannya yang empunya semua . Ada hati nak suruh anak dia kahwin lain sbb dia ingat selama tu anak dia mampu...huhu. Rupanya palsu. Baru termangu mangu. Sampai ke sudah anak dia tak bertemu calon menantu baru.Sedangkan bini yang baik, berjaya, membantu dah dia cerai talak satu. 

In real life, ada tak macam tu?

Buat keputusan melulu. Expectation setinggi Gunung Kinabalu. Last last rugi selalu.

Thats all folks. Bye.

In Search of Happiness......

 Happiness . Its a word derived from happy. These days there are icons to denote happy..

Like this

This morning as I pushed open the wrought iron gate I was happy to see the sight in front of me. Just across the road the tiny plot of sawah stood still in the stillness of the balmy morning. As I was holding my phone, I took the opportunity to snap a few pictures. 

A nature lover, from the very young I looked to nature for happiness. The sky, the clouds , the streams would be a source of inspiration.

I must be happy as a lark when I was allowed to venture into nature. Picking fallen fruits in someone's free for all orchard. Soaking with friends in the 'parit hell' disregarding the consequences . 

Such simple pleasures. No gadget. 

This morning before the sun rises, the scenery in front of my RBL is this....

Some people would be bored stiff .

Looking at old pictures too make you remember the happy moments. That cute faces of your children when they were cute chubby,cuddly babies . Those moments you spent your holidays with them. Those instances when your children walked up the stages to receive their scrolls . Their achievements were your happy moments.

But sometimes, bewilderment takes over you.

Why are those unhappy moments likely to fill your thoughts instead. Hey .....

Sussssh to all those . Welcome these instead.