December 17, 2006

Midst that soul is woely numb

As it gets barren, thou has neither easily bygone nor defuncted from my relish, thus departing moi of my quill, as it aroused the exhaustion, reaching to a norm that extincts, gone with the drowning unsobering ale.

An epistle of quietus, simply picking up the curbs off moi in-skull, one mishap that promises a surrogating morrow sorrow afflictions, a tribulation to disguise of repentance.

Merci, to entire you, and all affections that is chiming in those thoughts.

December 11, 2006

Do u play guitar?

Classification :: Personal, Guitar, Musical Instrument


Last Saturday, I went out and go round all over Johor Bahru to look for something. I intended to have it as a release out medium. I went to all usic shop but it seems like there's nothing that can fit easily into my small room.

I was looking for an electric drum set, the one that you'll have to plug into the anplifier and play. I was hoping that i would be a good place for a release, as well as doing exercise that i can really enjoy.

I've asked one place, they price tag says that it's almost RM4k. Damn it.

Then I decided to look for this one kind of Fender guitar with only one pickup. I went to Landmark Mall and look for the guitar. The said guitar is no longer in stock but the guy offered me to try on another strat fender. Eventually, there's someone was testing another Fender guitar in the shop so I had one kewl jamming session in the shop.


Actually, I'm supposed to be having 4 electrical guitars, 1 classical and 3 acoustic guitars. Now I only have 2 electrical guitars, 1 classical and 1 acoustic left.

My first guitar was a classical guitar priced at RM220, bought when I was 16. It still remain till today. Then, I bought a cheap acoustic guitar, just RM80. I intended to give it to my brother as he wanted a guitar for himself but the guitar doesn't sounds really nice. Later, I bought myself another acoustic guitar, with the price of RM300. It's a Samick guitar but now the neck was broken. No hope at all, it was just laying down, unable to be used by anyone in my family's house in Seremban.

Out of those 3 guitars, only the classical guitar left. The cheaper acoustic was taken by my cousin and the pricey one was unable to be used.

My first electric guitar was a fender strat squire, which was a Korean Made. Bought it from a seIt sounds very nice which enable me to speed and shred a lot. I left it to a friend which later I found out that he sold off the guitar.. &##@$$**^...!

Then, I don't remember when, I participated in the 'Singing U2 song contest", sponsored by Maxis. Me, together with some friends managed to get the first place in the competition and the winner will get an electrical guitar. I was so happy to win the guitar and claimed it from Maxis. When I took it back home, I found out that it doesn't sound so nice. I decided to just give it to a friend. He's happy to have it so why not?

Then I bought myself an Epiphone Les Paul Standard, something like Gibson's Les Paul, or more or less like it. I still keep it till now. Then later my brother bought himself a half electric half acoustic guitar which is left with me.

So the last Saturday, I decided to buy the guitar! I was about to buy myself a new amplifier as well but I do think it's better if I just buy one at a time. Maybe next week. After that I went to HP to get myself a cheap delay. At night, I had my own hell of a jamming session with myself.

Yay! I sounded truly great! Like a pro really.....! I would sound much better if I buy myself that new Marshall Amp.

December 5, 2006


Cinta = Love

...which definitely something that I'm not able to express it ever here, but it's really something that has changed me into a different person.

I must admit that I'm not quite a strong person by myself. Love is something like the positive-negative charges that are surrounding us.

Even with this blog, when the charges are balance between us, I will sit hours on it.

When I was small, the positive-negative charges were all from the family around me. My grandmother, my mom, father and my aunts. I have yet received any of those charges from my siblings as they always see as someone who will always make their life hard.

Yeah, it's true. I can actually make anyone's life in trouble. At least at that time. Or maybe now? Haha..

When I grew older, furthermore that I was schooling at the residential school, the positive-negative charges has scattered all around. They have no dedicated defined destination to go as some people would believe that it will last but some people would just take it as part of the fun being at school.

During this time, I don't really care about what's going on at home. I don't know why. My positive-negative charges seems to be losing. And it even doesn't have its power. I love nothing. I only love myself.

When I came out of that boarding school, then I started to live at home again. There, I picked up the movement of the positive-negative charges again. Most of the love have been becoming obligations to the family. I thought I have found a right person in school, but the charges didn't stick strong enough for me to be patient, as to determine the destination of the love story I had in school.

As I went to college, it took me almost 4 years for my positive-negative charges to roam around looking for someone who I can exchange my charges with. The love was very strong at first, but as I gone through things day by day, it has not strengthen me instead.

People will see me as a very strong person at the outside but I'm a person who is afraid of losing. I've heard of a saying, If you love her let her go. It's definitely something that I cannot accept. She had became stronger while I was left behind in sorrow. I was ina very bad shape that everyone knows that I should actually be fired from the job.

I moved forward, switched job and i just let my positive-negative charges to mingle and wander around. I was very close with the boss at that time, Rosli and being around him is enough to compensate the lacking of the charges exchange between me and girls. Rosli is a very good companion. He managed to twist my mind, to actually think that love are not that important, as if for me, because he thinks that I'm not strong enough to handle emotional twists. He's a lot true. My friend, Chili, who has been my best companion going to the clubs last time thought of the same way. He has always think that a girlfriend will screw me up and make my life bitter. It's way true man. I had a lot of affairs but it ends up nowhere as I don't actually believe in it. I don't feel good at it.

I still do not know what I'm doing with my life but I moved on, and even quit my job to stay with my parents in JB. The obligations has now converted back to love. I feel the love everywhere. The shrined loves from my parents heart has made me a strong person. I have enough positive-negative charges in me that made me a very much stronger person. It was all balanced up, I was very healthy, cheerful and happy.

Until this one day, I've met someone that when I saw her, I feel like my heart pounding like it's going to explode. All of a sudden I've become so gentle, and I feel like holding her all time.

I just cannot stand being away from her. JB to KL seems to be very near. I would do anything just to go up to KL to see her. My life has been great. I would do anything to cherish it. I do think that the positive-negative charges were greatly bonded between us. I must admit I'm way stronger than whom I used to be. The love is so unconditional. The positive and negative charges keep exchanging like the busiest port in the world. We were so in love. We're so honestly, deeply and sweetly in love.

Well life is like that. Being the best is not always easy. Tell me how hard to be the number one instead of just being the second? I've made some misjudgement and they kill. Obstacles of her being disliked by my parents is haunting me and her.

I am a believer! You see, all the good things in this world, even KLCC, the Penang Bridge, the pyramids and whatever the wonders in this world are not easy as when we see it exists. How many have died to build up pyramid? How much the government had spend to build up KLCC that has raised the general opinion that it is a bad idea? How bad it was when the government had to face all the critiques when the Penang Bridge is about to be launched.

Now, not to mention how many couples in this world had gone through obstacles, even it would involves their life just to get together? There even people from different races, different religions, different countries and not to mention different continents who managed to get together.

No doubt, this strong feeling of me into this relationship has made me stronger day by day and I have never been in such state ever in my life. I understand that these OBSTACLES has made her a little disgrace and depressed, but I see it as just a spice of life that me and her would face it in patience. I used to tell my sister, who faced the same problem that this is just a small problem.

Same goes to me. I knew my parents very well. Despite how hard they tried to stop me from doing a lot of things in my life, I've always made it. I know there are always opportunities and chances. I used to survived much worse than this. Why should I be afraid as I'm doing for myself, for the love....

All this while, the positive-negative charges were always exchanging. I used to carry a lot of it, and I used to carry none. With my previous ex-fiance, the charges keep on exchanging but once we broke up, I have none left. With this one, the charges were not only exchanging, it's growing. The charges were so much until anything happened, I would just be sitting fine. A few heart-breaks wouldn't effect me so much. I'm strong enough to face just anything, name it. I would do anything for it, for the love. The charges are so well balance till i think I would be ready to face whatever consequences that will come in our way, or my way.

So, for the love...

No matter what happened, she's the best thing of mine. A thought of her in my mind is rejuvenating. Whatever it is, I want to fight. Maybe someday, just like the story of romeo and juliet, uda and dara, my name would be sketched among those who fought for the love of their life.

"One hard and stressful day with someone we love is a lot much better than living conditionally happy with someone we don't love for 100 years."

Don't you think so?

And let me have some'time' away as I need them to help me to define and rejuvenate.

November 30, 2006

I was bz but...


I would say I'm amongst the busiest people on earth.. eeerrrr.. lemme rephrase, at least among us.

Well for me, bz has its limit and it shouldn't stop us from doing what we're supposed to be doing and enjoying what god has given us.

LIFE that is.

Sometime I just couldn't get it how come some people might get so damn busy even they're not able to pick up the phone calls. I may understand if people may not be able to pick up the phone but at least please return the call.

Worse, promising to get back to the caller later but till today, not even a miss call. For me, picking up calls, even though when we're busy, shouldn't be such a big problem.

I've never turned off my phone, and even if I did, I'll make sure my other phone to be available. It's merely important as if there's anything important especially with regards to the family or anything, I've always want to be the first to know.

Holding to a saying by my old folks, no matter how busy you are, you should not forget to look after the other people, especially of those poor or needy people. Some people might not be poor, as they may not in the need of money, but they might be in need of support, especially those who were sick or suffering from diseases.

Last Saturday, I was grateful to be invited by CKin and his husband and able to attend the function of the localized organization for the CML patient support group or simply the Max Family. And I've never expected such turnouts.

CML - Chronic Myeloid Leukemia, it's the blood cancer, caused by the mutation of the chromosom which affected the balance of the blood contents like red blood cell, platelet, white blood cell and so on.

I used to asked myself what was that? Now I knew.

A cute banner

Cute cupcakes made by Jojoe for the meetup

I was the earliest to come and helping then with whatever that I could. Then, I helped Jojoe to put all the cupcakes into the proper boxes before they were being distributed into the goodie bags. Then, I went out for lunch with Jojoe which later resulting me having the stomach ache which caused me to vomit later at night.

Then we're back again for the talks and from there I gotta know what is CML. They were so many medications that is available for these patients but the latest and most popular one is the Imatinib (correct me if I'm wrong). It is found to be very effective to handle the disease. One funny thing (or maybe an advantage) about this medication is that their skin is becoming fairer after taking the medication.

Good news for those who wants to get their skin fairer. Get yourself infected with CML and you can have a good reason to get the Matinib medication that will cost you roughly RM12k per month. Hahaha. So that was the actual reason of this CML awareness, as not only to let the people know and aware about it, they're also looking for people who can donate for them.

Well, as they're yet properly incorporated, so, keep your money first. I will let you guys know when to check your bank account again.

So take care of your health, while you're still able to do so.

Hmmmmm.. my next thing in schedule, going to BATAM. Anyone's going with me?

November 24, 2006


Classification :: Personal

Yesterday, it was a relief. I may now realign my focus and do what I was supposed to be doing.

And even last night, i've had a news that makes me laughing like mad. Especially with the new one.

My exhaustion since Raya and all the events after that has yet decayed in me. I'm consuming more food than ever and my tummy is getting to bloat more and more.

I've not been focusing on my job since then. The extra food consumption may have made me a lazy ass. I have so many things to do but i'd just sit still and do nothing.

I don't have any plan. I'd just 'hamtam' and face the consequences. I do react to situation.

Well, situation has not always been on my side. How i wish that actually I'm a nobody, know nobody, and i can meet people fresh from the start. Not only situation, family has played big role in aligning my way off to the future.

At least, zetty can make her own decision. I've always been making decision which is supposed to be right, but it turned the other way around just because of the situation.

I've decided not to make a decision. At least for the time being. My last decision is still on. I would stick to that as it wasn't an easy thing to decide such a thing.

Well, last night has turned me all way upside down, from left to right.

My life is back there. I went out with charles to compensate myself. A 'half-a-minute-LOLs' with the new person in my life is just worth it.

Especially when it's about that I'm going to be an uncle next year. Yeah.

Ikhwan's wife is gonna give birth by april or may next year. The amazing part, my sister Fadhlina wedding was just on the 3 of this month.

But last night I was told that she was confirmed to be pregnant!!!!

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahah! (that was my laugh with new in law, fairuz)

* how i wish that a lot of things..

November 22, 2006

Are we dare enough?

Classification :: Local issues, Politics

When I watch the TV this morning, Raja Sherina, the woman that was being hunted by the police regarding the SMS about Datok Azhar Mansor is going to baptize a group of Muslim on the November 5, is being arrested and remanded for 3 days to help the investigation.

If we have a proper look into it, what is the root problem here? To break 'em into a few points is it:-

1. The SMS?
2. The courage of telling the truth to public?
3. The conversion of religion?

I myself had received the SMS as well as email with regard to the matter. I have also received a lot of email regarding a lot of other cases, like Lina Joy and so on. I'm not sure whether :-

1. I should believe it or not.
2. I should redistribute the SMS/email.

In the recent matters, when Dato' Azhar Mansor was asked whether he is still a muslim or not, he answered that the case is still under investigation, so he may not have the right to answer the question.

I'm confused too. I have no concrete comments on that but if someone questioned my belief, in any circumstances I would defend it. Me being fair, it's understood that if he's still a muslim, alhamdulillah but if he's a christian now, he can neither say he's a muslim or christian because both have it's own complication. No further comments about the complications.. hehe.. sendiri fikirla..

Me being a muslim, of course I'd be sad if he's no longer a muslim. In my honest opinion, it's up to him to determine his own life. There's actually a lot of rumours that I've heard with regard to this matter but I'm not so sure about it. Wallahualam.

For me, everyone has the freedom to choose their own cemetery. Hehehe..

On another matter, Mukhriz Che Det has released his statement of regret and sorry for his previous statement on Abdullah's opening speech in the recent UMNO General Meeting.

Well, he's just being honest ma! It's very true also that he said Abdullah is saying nothing than nothing new. For me it's more like nothing at all. Kesian kan? Hehehe..

There must be some unrevealed reason behind it, I mean the regret and sorry statement. I'm very disappointed.

November 20, 2006

UMNO's democracy nowadays..

Classification :: Local Politic, UMNO

Najib and Hishamuddin should aware that all this while, they have been given face by Tun Che Det to be on their current position. To be exact, these two people has actually done nothing much to the people. Tun Che Det is a very wise man. As a respect for their fathers, Tun Abdul Razak and Tun Hussein Onn, Tun Che Det brought Najib and Hishamuddin to what they are now.

Melayu Mudah Lupa. (The Malays always forget)

That was a phrase being used by my beloved Tun Che Det to the Malay people. He should use that phrase to himself. Being too kind, he forgotten that Abdullah Badawi was once a traitor and almost joined the Semangat 46, which for no reason why. Together with Kuli and Musang Hitam, they tried to pull Tun Che Det off his throne but the movement end up with the closing down of the original UMNO itself.

At that time, no one has ever raised the loyalness issue. No one has ever said Kuli, Musang and Abdullah as a traitor, even though they are the real traitor of the nation. No one, the Pemuda, media or whoever, has labelled them as a traitor.

Now I should say Mahathir Mudah Lupa.

I cannot blame Tun Che Det as he was facing the 'Leadership Crisis' not less than 10 years ago, when his predecessor, Anwar was accused with a few charges and asked to pull himself of the government before he was officially sacked down his position later. The post of the Deputy Prime Minister has been vacated for quite sometime before he announced Abdullah Badawi instead of Najib.

Why not Najib?

It's a mystery for all of us to find out. Even though he's the most senior afterall.

So again, Mahathir Mudah Lupa.

He was being too kind. He has forgotten that Abdullah had betrayed him once, but still, being a pure at heart man, holding to the principle that, even Rasulullah forgives the ummah, Abdullah was announced as his predecessor.


Najib and Hishamuddin Sudah Lupa,

That all this while, Mahathir has paid his full respect towards their fathers in the sense that they are in their position right now, even they just have to do nothing. Based on that, I do think they know what to do in the current situation.

Just recently,

Mukhriz Mahathir was asked to comment on the speech by the Abdullah Badawi. He simply said, there's nothing new. That's it. A simple and clear comment to note.

Astaghfirullahal Ajim,

How come such a comment can be treated as a traitor's comment? The Pemuda stated that everyone in the UMNO should support the Prime Minister 100% no matter what. Now Mukhriz was given 2 days to clear up his name and explain his comment.

Okay, if the prime minister eat shit, everyone in UMNO should eat shit?

I won't. I would rather get expelled rather than doing something that I think it's wrong. Yes I'm a stupid member of UMNO. Where's the principle of everybody? The freedom of speech? The democracy? What the hell is going on?

Now it's clear that everyone is just interested of taking care of their own bread & butter, rather than to hold and respect the need and interest of the folk/public. Even Rafidah Aziz, Hishamuddin, and those whoever appeared on TV. They even commented how disloyal Mukhriz on TV, and even stated a few lines of quran verses to support his point.

What's going on?

And Tun Che Det has still respected Hishamuddin, even he made a few mistakes few years back ago, and he has never point it out in the public, as to pay his respect towards his father, Tun Hussein Onn. Remember, Tun Che Det is always a wise person to date. He would never do such embarassing thing.

But Hishamuddin didn't treat Mukhriz the same. The father is still alive but without wait he had shown his disrespect towards Tun Che Det and whoever it is. Come on, it's just an honest and sincere comment from Mukhriz, of which I support 300%. There's nothing new.

Yeah, Melayu Mudah Lupa....

And now paklah is laughing by himself looking at people praising him like a god.

November 17, 2006

Yesterday, I was in Johor Port..

Classification :: Photo Blogging, Visit.

Yesterday, I went to Pasir Gudang to see a friend cum a business partner. I called him up but he hasn't picked up my call. When I'm almost there, he called me up and asked me to get into the Johor Port to see him inside there. He was on the vessel ship, taking his own sweet time there.

So after taking up my visitor pass, I drove slowly finding my way in. On the right hand side, I could see a lot of reservoirs, of which I'm not sure what is the content.

I took these pictures using my N70. While driving some more! Not bad huh?

I'm supposed to go to Dermaga 9, so I should turn left here.

Then I turned left. Sooner, I saw a lot of containers on my right hand side.

After driving for sometime, then only I saw the ship. 'DAIO PAPER' is written on it. This ship is shipping the acacia woodchips to Japan.

Then, I parked my car there and get up on the ship. This is quite a small ship, but quite a supersize for the woodchip vessel ship. This ship may carry at most 70,000 tonne of woodchips.

The next ship was importing cattle. So I can see a lot of cattle being carried out of the ship. I'm not where are those cattle heading. While seeing, I can see a lot of cattle is trying to mate. I even recorded the act on video but it is too small to be shared here... hehehe.

So after the chips were being loaded into the vessel, they will get a bulldoze to do the levelling. Without doing this, the woodchips will not be scattered properly. It will also contribute to wasting of vessel space.

So this is actually the place where they accomodate the woodchips. This place is located just about 600m from the ship.

So some of us (including me) may have not seen this container-to-lorry loader. Now I know how they load the container onto the lorry.

November 15, 2006

I'm here..!

Classification :: Personal, Diary Blogging

Hello there,

I've been away for quite sometimes, not for long, for only 4 or 5 days. Many things had happened in the past 4-5 days. There were unexpected news, events and some my personal interest thingy.

Last week, as Tun Dr. Mahathir was warded, I'm in relief to know that he was released later but advised to rest. So what is he going to do then. As someone who used to work and work, I myself cannot stop working. Once I've got the momentum and suddently i stopped, the momentum would never be the same again unless you reached a level where you're desperate to do the same thing again.

It happened today, as I've been abandoning all the documents, letters and faxes that scattered all over the place in my room. It took me almost half a day to do the filing, recreate the missing documents and completing the incompleted items. So my room is back to normal again. No more messes. Everything is in proper places.

Earlier, last weekend I went up to KL to convert the front body of my Honda civic, which previously was using the '96 Spec look, to the not so new '99 Spec, which has been there almost 7 years, but I only can afford to do so now. I've spent the whole Saturday for the conversion and it look fabulous. Plus it lay low look, it look too kewl already. Too kewl to lay low.

Later at night, I attended a wedding at the Eastin Hotel, KL. I rarely attended a reception in a hotel but I can say it's quite kewl then, but that wasn't really the thing that cheers me up that night.

It was the friends of my parents, whom i knew since when I was a small kid. Seeing them again after not seeing each other for quite sometime is really refreshing. Better when almost everyone recognized me, as the son of my father. My father is quite popular among his friends.

Then on Sunday, I went back to Seremban in just 30 minutes all the way from Taman Desa to the fence of my father's house in Senawang. The reception of the groom side will be held at Kuala Pilah. So convoyed in 13 cars there. My sisters was taken around town in a horse cart ride. Way cool but when they're about to run down the hill, a few people was asked to get a strong hold of the wheels as the cart has no brake at all!

Then I went back to Seremban just to find out that someone has left her keys in my sister's car so that I had to get back to Kuala Pilah to send it.

Well, it was quite a trip from Kuala Pilah to Senawang and back to Kuala Pilah again. If I had a chance, I would love to do it again. Yeah, especially..

Then, I went back to JB. Something was wrong with my car's driveshaft so I was mentally pressured all the way. The car was quaking like hell! Luckily I made it to JB and survived any possible accident that might happeb resulting from the faulty drive shaft.

The next I day was exhausted but I tried my best to wake up and send my car to the workshop. While waiting I laid down the whole day as a result of exhaustion from yesterday's event, car problem and that long drive from Senawang to JB.

Then Tuesday, I spent the whole morning for filing and went to work later.

Now I just came back from work and very sleepy.. Nite2..!

November 9, 2006

Super Breaking News

Classification :: News, Petrol, Economy, Politic.

I was told that one of the major petrol pump station chain company is closing their outlets starting tomorrow until further notice.

The one with the :)

I'm still waiting for more news updates from my trustful resources.

* Eh, I didn't know that Sultan of Johor wanted the bridge construction to be continued.. Hahahahaha! And worse, The Sultan even made fun of the PM's father's name in his speech last Saturday in Danga Bay.

** Diva, the shots u heard in puncak was the Razak Baginda's case kah?

*** UPDATES @ 2.30PM ***

It was told that the association of the petrol station operators is stopping their operation as a boycott to the increase of rental charged to them.

**** Tun Dr. Mahathir is warded in IJN ****

In the noon news, it is reported that Tun Dr. Mahathir was taken to Institut Jantung Negara as he experienced a light heart attack this morning.

Let us pray that he get well soon and continue serving the country as he wish. AMIN!

There were rumours that Tun Dr. Mahathir's heart attack has got something to do with the Mongolian's Homicide. Why? We'll just wait and see. Err.. No, don't get me wrong, it wasn't Tun. He became like that once he knew of those who were behind the scene.

The Wedding Event :: Bersanding / Reception

Classification :: Photo Blogging, Personal, Wedding.

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The groom family has arrived for the majlis persandingan. They moved forward slowly as we did.

Here comes the bride. Escorted by Aunt Aizan and Zuren. She moved forward slowly as well, before they met up.

Now they met up. Notice the rightest girl in pink. She's a bidan terjun who I assigned to hold the bunga manggar. I saw her coming to the wedding and i asked the mom to get her to hold the bunga manggar straight away.

A cute post from one of the kompang team members.

They arrived at the wedding gateway. A beautifully decorated by kak Ifah, the sister of the caterer, kak Malis.

This is what we call, BERSANDING!

My father doing the menepung tawar thingy.

Both my sister, Faizah and Farah got their turn. Eh, when's my turn?

Throwing the Ambon Money. It was supposed to be targeted to the kids but all the old folks, especially the groom side also joined. Yeah this is quite new to the Negeri Sembilan people. In Johor.. We're not so heran anymore. Luckily we didn't charge them the 'TOLL' thingy. If i wanna do, huh.. PAKCIK KAYO!

Makan beradat. The bride and groom are served with the food of the kenduri, plus some extra dishes made specially for them.

Post-sanding pose.

Two tired siblings giving their flying kisses pose.

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The Wedding Event :: Majlis Berinai

Classification :: Photo Blogging, Personal, Wedding.

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Menepung tawar by my nenek. Actually there's a turn of mine but the MC has always made fun of me. Yalah.. The bujang terlajak of the family.

Potong kek.. jangan tak potong..

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The Wedding Event :: Nikah

Classification :: Photo Blogging, Personal, Wedding.

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The Arrival of the groom's family for the nikah ceremony. Here I bumped with Tan Sri Nasimuddin and got panicked..!

Pak Utih started the ceremony with his welcoming words. Lama sangat la pak utih.. sikit2 dah ler..

The Qadhi was having a few discussion with my father. He asked my father whether he wants to do the nikah himself.

Yes, my father did it himself, the Aqad Nikah. (Please refer to the previous post for the video clip)

Alhamdulillah. Confirmed both are husband and wife now. The qadhi is reciting do'a.

The groom may kiss the bride now. Hahahaha.. The Wudhuk Cancellation, it's an adat.

Closing speech by Dato's Mat Sirat. Then everyone go makan!

Of all the hantaran..

Close ups!

From Left :: My father, The Groom's father, The groom's mother, my mom. Sitting :: Fairuz & Fadhlina.

One big happy family!

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November 7, 2006

There are so many things to share...

Classification :: Personal, Pictures, Video Clip.

Did u notice the long 'TUNAIIIII' pronounced by my father? Doesn't it sounds like those P.Ramlee movies :p

It happened in a cheerful mood. Even Tan Sri Nasimuddin was there. I took control of almost every single item and sequence of happenings of the wedding, even though I arrived late as to take the slaughtered carcass of the cow all the way to Seremban from JB.

Not to mention that, there was a don't-know-where-he-came-from deejay who seems happily singing around and making fun of people's name especially the groom's name (as the the father is S.M Sharifuddin) as asking questions like "Is this S.M Salim?" I knew that we didn't want any kind of such embarassing entertainment like karaoke, especially when he sang the Raya song from the S.Jibeng.

Furthermore, he turned the speaker out loud like nobody's business. I was a lil boiled up when the P.A System people refused to turn down the volume when I asked him to.

At last, my brother (ikhwan) sent him off the function as the Deejay refused to stop what ever he was doing singing and cheering (also fun-making) up the people in the ceremony. Whenever he was asked to stop, he will emphasized that the owner-of-the-house has invited him to.

As, none of us (me & all of my family members) knew that we invited a deejay? (huh)

"Saya rasa lebih baik abang balik ajela. Saya rasa abang ni silap rumah...!" as said by my brother, Ikhwan. He disappeared not long after that.

Funnier, the Deejay is Amran Tompel, the son of A.R. Tompel, which is the blood brother of A.R. Badul and Adlin Aman Ramli.

Then, we were all entertained by a Nasyid group who specially brought down from KL to Seremban, mostly University Students who were far more professional and more entertaining, in a very nice and gentle way, compared to the deejay. The weather was good until at around 3.30 when the rain started, just nice after the guests flow seemed to be slowing down.

A lot of friends and gangs came. The food was getting a lot of compliments from the guests, and they even asked for the caterer's name card from my parents. Guests keep coming till 12 midnight, whom the last guest is my best friend, Hemsem.

Thanx for those who managed to make it to the wedding. It was a wedding full of colours, cheers and tears of joy. I'm very grateful and thanx to god for making the wedding a nice and successful one.

November 2, 2006

The Wedding Invitation

Classification :: Wedding, Invitation, Interview

What? Wedding Invitation?


Are you getting married?

No no no no no no no no no.

I'm not getting married. It's my sister.

Well, I would like to officially invite all the readers of this blog, to come to my sister's wedding & reception in Senawang, as per details below:-
Venue :: No. 330, Jalan Melur, Taman Marida, Senawang, Negeri Sembilan.
Date :: 3 & 4 November 2006.
Time :: All day long.
So how do we get there?

Here's the map. (Please click to enlarge)

So who actually may come?

It's open to everyone. Anyone can come but don't forget to call me up when you arrived. I won't be around for the next 2-3 days so meet you guys there!

Yay! I can come! But how do i contact you then?

As you can see, there's a "Buzz Me" column at the right hand side of this blog. My contact information can be obtained there.

Thank You!

You're welcome..

* Zetty, tiru your idea.. Good idea though :)

November 1, 2006

What was raya all about?

Classification :: Personal, Sharing

Raya had been almost a week. I have not been visiting friends and relatives for the past 2 years. In 2004, as I was still working in KL, I have to be back early. Then my uncle was sick and passed away. In 2005, my brother was getting married and all the preparations were made in the last minutes.

As I didn't make it for the Takbir from house to house this year, that means I didn't visit every single house as usual. I managed to visit only 4 houses and the rest I went out as to send the wedding invitation card.

So actually there was nothing much about raya this time except for a few things that I felt bad about.
  1. I wish my Pak Lang is still around. I'm sure I'll have more activities to be done during raya.
  2. There were a few friendships/relationship that were good at the beginning but they become dull and insipid now, mostly because of the problems occured between us. Some involving money, and some involving trust. I lend off the money but later i become the bad guy. How is that? I lost a best friend and 2 whom I wish I can be their good friends.
  3. And there's one case that I was accused to be doing bad things, of which I'm trying to be nice by offering someone a place to stay for one night but it turns the other way around the next days. I lost another 3 good friends too.
  4. I'm trying to maintain a good relationship with my ex's family, especially with the father. How I actually wish i can celebrate raya with them.
  5. Now, I've a replacement but she was not being favored by my parents, especially my father. This is a damn pathetic headache to me.
  6. I wish my mom made the pineapple tarts so that I can munch 'em when I feel down.
Anyway, I'm still thankful for what I have now. 'Super' supportive family and friends. You alsolah.. My readers.. Very super.. Hyper also got..

Last but not least, as raya is still raya, how did most of u replace the ordinary Raya Greeting cards nowadays. When Internet was booming, a lot of people sending the E-Cards as a quick, easy and free replacement. There are still people doing it nowadays, but I'm telling you frankly, I've never checked on them. Because the email was too much and I didn't have enough energy and time to check on them one by one.

As, most of people love getting SMSes, the plain and short SMS has become a trendy greeting card nowadays. As from the Day 1 i started to 'Jual Lombu', I've been getting a lot of SMSes from friends, which most of them were not original and prototypes, but I'm thankful as they're still willing to spend RM0.20/RM0.15 per sms to send me one.

When I was driving back to Melaka, all my 3 handphones were getting SMSes non stop during the whole journey.

Do you have any interesting SMSes to be shared? I do!
"Semoga diterima amalan kita dan tergolong dari mereka yg kembali kpd fitrah (aidilfitri) dan sbg orang yang berjaya (faizin)" - GMAN

"Eid al mubarak. Taqabalallahu minkum. Hantu Kumkum. Minum air daun ketum. Mabuk sampai ke tulang sumsum. Minna waminkum taqabbalya karim." - ApenGiler

"No 8, Jalan Permai 2/3, Taman Kota Permai, 43230, Seri Kembangan, Selangor. Sila halatujukan arah kenderaan anda ke alamat di atas pada 24 oktober 2006 untuk jamuan percuma. Selamat Hari Raya." - Rashid

"Ada wang ada kayu,
Kayu balak kayu akasia,
saya mau tanya sama you,
mana saya punya luit laya?"
- SK Chong

"Dari hati yang merasai, dengan mulut yang menyumpahi, dan melalui perbuatan yang menyakiti.. Ku memohon penuh keampunan, sepanjang perkenalan. Semoga bergembira dan berbahagia bersama yang tersayang." - Fara No H.

"Lembu tua hilang di sawah,
orang kampung sibuk mencari,
jika anda tekan ke bawah,
Dah sah, Andalah lembu yang kami cari. Ha ha ha..!

Kalau ada Jarum yang patah,
Xpayah la simpan lagi,
kalau ada hati yang marah,
kena ingat i pun kena sekali,

Jarum yang patah pegilah buang,
jangan dibuang bersama kain,
kalau xnak kena sorang-sorang,
pegila forward kat orang lain.

Selamat hari raya maaf zahir batin,
hujung rambut ke kaki hinggalah ke dalam kain.
- Corgan

"ye. Sama2 la kita ye." - Azerque

"Save day festival. Sorry physically and spiritually" - Taiko

"Wishing u and ur loved ones a happy hari raya! :) Maaf zahir dan batin" - Juliana Ibrahim (Gubra)

"Kad raya gambar mesjid dah habis. Tinggal yang ni aje Selamat hari raya. Ingat2 tuhan selalu" - Mofaz

"Saya ingat saya tara puasa 2 hari ini tawun,
Jual lumbu punya hal pasal mau rayala,
Macam biasala 20 jari saya kasi susun,
zahir & batin kasi maaf sama sayala..."
- Izham

October 30, 2006

Jual Lombu (Ep. 2)

Classification :: Personal

The balance of the previous day's sales was brought forward to the next day. On the next day, I opened the stall at Bandar Baru Uda, and this time, I had two cattles down. We woke up quite late but luckily i just have to take the slaughtered cattles from the slaughter house near Kempas, JB.

As we started business at around 7.30, it was quite slow as I notice there were 3 more same stalls; selling meat! The business was quite smooth at around 9AM when most people came and buy meat from us. They were also people complaining other stalls were selling higher that the price we were selling.

Well, as they were so many competitors around, we did not manage to finish everything by the closing time. We have to close early by the way, as we're going back to Melaka.

So that day, we had more and more interesting conversations.

Incident 1.

Pakcik Selekeh : Aku nak beli kaki. Berapa reganya?
Me : Pasar jual RM10. Standard RM8. Kalau pakcik nak, RM30 saya lepas (because there were 4 foot all)
Pakcik Selekeh : Tak boleh.
Me : 28?
Pakcik Selekeh : Tak boleh.
Me : 25?
Pakcik Selekeh : Tak boleh.
Me : 24?
Pakcik Selekeh : Mahal giler. Kedai depan tu jual kat aku RM3 sebatang. (Tah ye tah tidak)
Me : Oh yeke. Kalau macam tu, pakcik belilah di kedai depan tu. Saya tak boleh jual rendah2 macam tu.
Pakcik Selekeh : Takpe takpe. (Went away in anger and never came back. I saw him went to the other stalls and walk away without getting any.)

Incident 2

I saw one auntie coming out from a latest brand new mercedesz, with the latest plate number which I could say a 'Mercedesz Raya'. She approached us and asking me about the Batang Pinang part. I told her that we were shortage of batang pinang and we may have less than a kilogram. She wanted all of them and asked me to weigh it. It was 600g and i packed it and tell her price.

Makcik Kedekut : Berapa harga sekilo?
Me : Standardlah makcik, orang jual RM23 sekilo.
Makcik Kedekut : Oiiiiiiii.. mahalnya. makcik beli RM17 je sekilo kat kedai depan tu.
Me : Yeke makcik. Kedai depan tu bukak lagi tak?
Makcik Kedekut : err.. err.. dah tutup agaknya. tadi makcik beli sekilo. nak goreng mee. pastu tak cukup ni nak tambah lagi. murah la sikit. RM18 ke sekilo.

Me slowly walked away from the counter. I was a lil pissed off as I know she made up the price hype. There were even people selling at the price of RM30 per kg.

Makcik Kedekut : (talking to the person at the counter) Makcik taknak. cancellah. Makcik nak tulang selangka. Ada lagi tak?
Aliazak : Ada. Makcik nak banyak mana?
Makcik kedekut : Bagilah 2 batang. Berapa sekilo?
Afiq : RM14 sekilo.
Makcik Kedekut : Ishh.. mahalnya.. bagi makcik RM12 lah. Cepat sikit boleh tak?
Afiq : Cepat boleh.. harga RM14 jugak makcik. Semua orang beli harga RM14.
Makcik Kedekut : Takpelah.. cepat sikit yer. anak menantu makcik dah tunggu dalam kereta tu. (I gave a signage to aliazak to stop doing everyone else's oorder and give priority to this stingy old lady)
Pakcik Mustafa (my neighbour) : Ala, anak menantu takkan tak boleh tunggu kejap. Mak mertua nak beli daging.
Makcik kedekut : Anak dah tunggu kat rumah nak keluar. Ni yang nak cepat ni. Dah siap ke belum?
Aliazak : Kejap makcik kejap.
Makcik kedekut : Takpelah. Makcik tak jadi lah amik tulang. Berapa harga daging ni?
Me : RM15 (a lil bit up from RM23 to Rm25 per kg)
Makcik Kedekut : Nah amik ni.
Me : Tulang makcik? Dah siap dah tu. Tinggal bungkus aje.
Makcik : X payah! Makcik balik dulu.
Me and everyone : ?????????????????????????????????????????????

Incident 3.

A group of people who I believed singaporeans dropped by and asked our price. They almost dropped their jaw when they heard our super low price!

Abang singapore : Apa RM17 je? Gila kena tipu aku ni. mementang aku orang singapore dia jual kat aku RM22 sekilo.
Me : Abang nak masak apa bang? Berapa kilo abang dah beli?
Abang singapore : Ingat nak masak rendang la. abang dah beli 4 kilo.
Me : Oh kalau nak buat rendang kena guna daging ni. NI cun punya daging bang. Kalau buat rendang memang sedap.
Abang singapore : Daging apa tu
Me : Daging peha. Confirm best buat rendang.
Abang singapore : dah ada 4 kilo?
Me : 4 kilo je bang? Mana cukup. 4 kilo kalau dah masak baru jadi sekilo setengah. Tengok family abang ni (while me staring at everyone in the car), mana cukup. kena beli lagi kurang2 5 kilo lagi baru ok.
Abang singapore : boleh lah. bagi 6 kilo. berapa harga?
Me : RM102. Abang punya pasal, saya bagi RM100 dah la.
Abang singapore : Eh! Murah nar? Nanti abang suruh kawan2 datang sini.

Incident 4

Pakcik Zakat : Hallamak! Menyesal la aku...!
Me : Pakcik, relax.. kenapa menyesal pakcik.
Pakcik Zakat : Tadi aku bayar zakat, keluar2 majid terus nampak itu jual daging punya tempat. Aku terus beli. Kat sana RM20 sekilo. Sini baru RM17. rugi aku rugi.
Me : Tambah la lagi daging. Hehehe.. murah murah..
Pakcik Zakat : Apsal murah. Kau curik lembu ke?
Me : Astaghfirullah al ajim.

Incident 5

By 2PM, we're already slowing down and as to clear off the stock, I decided to lower the price down so that it can sell much easier. Then, came a lady in a proton satria.

Kakak Satria : Eh dik, berapa harganya daging ni?
Me : Sekarang ni dah turun harga. Hanya RM15 je sekilo.
Kakak Satria : Eh murah betul. Apa korang jual daging busuk ke?
Me : Taklah, dah petang kak. Saje nak bagi clear stock. Kalau akak nak RM17 punya harga, saya boleh bagi hehehe.
Kakak Satria : Oklah, bagi akak 2 kilo. Paru2 ada?
Me : Ala kak, kalau nak paru2 kena la datang awal. Tinggal hati dengan jantung aje.
Kakak Satria : Takmau la..
Me : Ala kak, amik jantung la kak. Sedap! Kira cincai jela. Saya bagi RM5 je jantung besar ni.
Kakak Satria : Eh eh, murah betul. Macam tak percaya je..

So that was it. I may conclude that some rich people are actually more stingy than the normal people or even the poor one. Don't underestimate someone riding a bicycle. People driving a mercedesz not necessarily have cash in hand, and don't be surprised that they will bargain down to the unbelievable price.

At around 5, we wrapped up everything, and we only made the move back to Melaka at around 8.10PM. We didn't manage to catch the takbir raya. But I'm quite happy that I manage to learn something today.

When I pay the sales money to the owner of the cattle settlement, he said I'm being too kind at heart. To do this business, you have to be cold hearted. Sometimes we felt pity for people so easily and people took advantage over that.

Haha, I would say, I would have more profit if I'm such a cold hearted person, but I just can't. I'd rather let people be happy then!

I would be happy too.

* all the names are the name i gave to them, for easy referencing.

October 26, 2006

Jual Lombu (Ep.1)

Classification :: Personal story

I'm gonna do it with my two cousins, Afiq and Aliazak, and a neighbour's son, also named Afiq. So we have big Afiq and small Afiq.

Yeah, I've been busy since the October 20th. I was asked to do this and that, and even to carry my sister's new bed on my Frontier from Kulai to JB. Then I've gotta be sending my brother in Russia's parcel by DHL (walla the charges was like sky high).

The next saturday morning, I was forced to get up early as some people offered to give me a big chopping board. Then, I went to the farm to get to know what was going on. Later at night, another cousin arrived and we surveyed for the area to do the business the next day. We decided, it's gonna be the EXTRA supermarket near Kg. Melayu.

As we woke up really early in the next morning, I sent my cousins to the place and I rushed off to Pekan Nanas to get the cattle carcass. Then, I rushed off back to the place that we planned to sell the meat.

I arrived there at around 7.30 where there are actualy already customers waiting. They're all lucky as the carcass were still warm.

Well, this post is actually intended to publish a few funny/fishy incidents during the day I sold the meat to the public. The dialogue is gonna be in Malay!

Incident 1.

Indon : Saya mahu daging sekilo, urat setengah kilo.
Me : Err urat? (whispering to Ali azak) Urat yang mana satu?
Aliazak : Ni yang den lomah ni....

We end up giving the guy things that I my self do not have any idea what was that.

Incident 2.

Akak Cun : Akak nak jantung boleh?
Me : Eh boleh boleh, hati saya pun boleh hehehe :p. Afiq bagi jantung!
Akak Cun : (smiling)
Afiq Besar : Ok kak, semuanya RM10.
Akak Cun : Terima kasih.

Later, when I was cleaning the internal organs, I found the cow's heart. We have only one cow so how come we had two hearts?

Me : Oi! Ni ada jantung ni. Apa yang kau jual kat akak tu?
Afiq Besar : Entah. Dia pun main amik je.

Incident 3.

Makcik : Daging batang pinang berapa?
Me : RM25 sekilo makcik
Makcik : Makcik nak semua.
Me : Yay! Aliazak. Mana daging batang pinang yang dah diasingkan?
Aliazak : (Sambil bukak tudung besen) Alamak dah hilang.. mano poie eh tah...
Me : ???????????????

Incident 4.

One uncle had come earlier and had talks and jokes with me. Later he asked;

Pakcik Tua : Berapa harga daging ni?
Me : RM17 sekilo pakcik. Pakcik nak berapa kilo?
Pakcik Tua : Err daging lembut ada?
Me : Daging lembut? Eh, gigi pakcik kan penuh lagi? Takkan nak daging lembut kot?
Pakcik Tua : Eh Power lagi ni. Keras lagi ni. Hahaha..
Me : Batang pinang takde. Err.. batang lain ada la..
Pakcik Tua : Batang apa?
Me : Batang pelir. hahahahaha!

Lucky me, he bought the batang pelir.. everything at RM10 only plus 5kg of meat.

Incident 5.

There was one very poor looking old man riding a bicycle approaches me and asked me the price.

Me : RM17 pakcik.
Poor looking old man : Mahal tu.
Me : Pakcik, ini memang harga pasar.
Poor looking old man : Takpela. Nanti pakcik datang lagi.
Me : Pakcik, takpe-takpe.. pakcik cakap aje berapa harga pakcik boleh bayar saya terima aje. (pity him ya know)
Poor looking old man : Takpe, pakcik nak jahit seluar dulu nanti pakcik datang balik.

Later, poor looking old man came back and wanted the softest part from the thigh. He wanted the meat to be sliced nicely as he wanted to make stew out of it. Then,

Poor looking old man : RM17 kan?
Me : Haah.
Poor looking old man : (took out his money from his pocket. I was shocked as he has bulks of RM100 notes tighten with a few rubber bands.)
Me : (cheh kaya rupanya orang tua ni. nasib baik aku tak sebut discount lagi)

* Of course it's gonna be the Ep.2 of Jual Lombu!

October 20, 2006

Road to Raya...

Classification :: Personal

Heh.. I'm pretty sure that most of us would still remember the song of the advertisement of 'Road to Wembley'.

Depsite my busy schedule, i tried my best to sit and surf blogs, especially friends. I'm really thankful that most people responded to my tag request. So for those who did the tag I would love to say


Now, we're again reaching the end of the month of Ramadhan, the month which I think I was blessed. Well, not everyone is blessed with good fortune and luck.

I have issues with friends who were borrowing money from me. I'm thankful that I'm in a quite good fortune that I don't really have to borrow for people to live. But some people they just borrow money to get extra things, unreachable with their very own earnings.

For those who were still owing me money, here's my advise :: "Pay me back or we'll settle this in the hereafter life. I will not ask anymore. As long as you were still owing money, all your good deeds will be hanging around without being taken into account by God."

Well that's it, maybe they're yet being able to pay but it's okay, but here is aobout a friend who is currently is his depressing emotional problems.

I have a very good looking friend who is now depressed of being cheated by his beloved wife. As I won't be mentioning his name here, the wife is pretty and lovely and healthy (and yummy nyum nyum). I was suprised that everytime that I saw them together, they were like loving couple. I was so jealous for everything he got, especially his wife.

I was wrong. She was good.

At acting.

That was actually how she seduced other males. My friend were only realizing her wife is in a prohibited affair with her own boss (in the government service) after one and a half years! After he found out, he was mad. He went to see shaman and the shaman said that the wife was treated with black magic. The stupid thing was, he told the wife that was seeing the shaman and she was just following the flow by admitting she felt different towards her husband and blaming the black magic thingy for what happened.

Since then, she promised not to have any kind of contact with the fella. Everything goes fine again.

Some people concluded, she's a gone case. My was still in sorrow, and just recently I've got some precious proofs (courtesy of friends from one of the main telco company) to get the wife's phone bill details, just to find out that she kept in touch with that idiot until today.

Tell me, who'll be happy to get to know such thing.

And earlier, I went to visit one of my workers, Hasim, which he was once appeared in the Bersamamu program in TV3. I was almost burst into tears seeing his family.

So poor.

I've been much much more busier as it's getting more towards the end of this month. I've been running here and there, catching up with a lot of things that has to be settled before raya. I pity myself for not being able to get a very good rest for myself. I woke up early in the morning, and only came back home at night, even sometimes 2-3 o'clock in the morning.

Well, I have to remind myself, there's a limit to everything and money is not everything.

But, I would love it more if I can remind myself to be thankful that I was still in side of the lucky people. Wake up Me! There's a lot of people out there that may not be as happy as I am, and people who is facing troubles, people who are poor.

Remind me and everyone in here, to help those people in hardships. No matter it's emotional, monetary or whatever.

Raya is the best time for us to do this. Like Taiko said, why not considering giving every kid an RM each. Eejay, my favourite kuih raya is my mom's Pineapple tart. Jojoe, I think it's not wise to read someone else's SMS, but as for me, I don't really mind. Sometimes, I do check on my sister's just for the sake of "I'm the brother and anything happen to her I'll be responsible". Well, Jojoe, that 'Mama aku sudah jadi kek' is the best laugh i had today!

Tip, you're right bro. Tag-mentagging is one of the way to be connected to each other. I felt that. I felt loved. Haha.. Thanx for that. Anyway Tip, I openly apologizing whatever I did to you while we're in the same house. Funny though. There's a lot to tell. I've to admit that I took a lil bit of your perfume back then. Elleh, the whole housemember did.

Tip, I'm sorry dude!

Lastly, I like to quote what Zetty wrote, something like this.

"Dah bayar zakat fitrah?"

* To all readers, Selamat Hari Raya, maaf zahir dan batin. Wish y'all good journey to your kampung. Drive carefully. Take care.

October 16, 2006

Tag :: 13 Questions...

Classification :: Tag.

Eh last Friday was Friday the 13th right?

These are just questions on our experiences during the Ramadhan till the day of Eid. I thought of this as I think everyone has their own good, bad, sad, and whatever moment during the Ramadhan and Raya. This is intended for muslim readers only but if non-muslim readers have their very own experience during Ramadhan, you're very welcome to do this. Maybe we can share something with each other through these question. You can do it in English or Malay.

1. How old are you when you started to fast?
(Berapakah umur anda ketika mula berpuasa?)

I guess 6, but i can remember I was fasting when I was 7.

2. Have u ever forgotten that you're fasting, and what have you done?
(Pernahkah anda terlupa yang anda berpuasa, dan apakah yang anda telah lakukan?)

I've forgotten that was the first day of puasa. I went driving up from JB to KL and as usual I dropped by the Senawang R&R to buy fruits. Without looking around, I took a honew dew and munched it all the way.

Suddenly the taukeh asked, "You tak puasa ka?" (You're not fasting today, are you?)

3. What you do like about Ramadhan?
(Apakah yang anda suka tentang ramadhan?)

I used to like the ambience when waking up for sahur. I also like to help my mom baking kuih. In my village, there's moreh (the provide food) after the tarawikh. I used to like going to the pasar Ramadhan. As people said, the moment when we sip our first drink during breakfast is the happiest moment ever.

4. What would you do if you really cannot stand fasting?
(Apakah yang akan anda lakukan jika anda benar2 tak tahan semasa berpuasa?)

Normally I'll play games. There was once I was working under the hot sun and I was really unable to hold, I stay in my car and sleep.

5. Any challenging activity during fasting, and how do you deal with it?
(Apakah aktiviti paling mencabar yang pernah dilakukan semasa bulan puasa dan bagaimana anda menghadapinya?)

Cooking dodol, traditional way. Normally we would start doing it early in the morning, as early as after the sahur or Subuh prayer. We started with machining the coconut and produce santan out of it the night before. After the subuh prayer, we started the fire and lay a big pan over it. Then we pour in the sugar, heat it like the caramel and slowly we put santan and tepung pulut together. What we do was just stir the big ladle in big motion. That was it all the way from morning till the evening, just nice before the fast breaking.

6. Any bad experience during Ramadhan?
(Sebarang pengalaman buruk sewaktu bulan Ramadhan?)

In school, I was caught sitting together with seniors who were not fasting and smoking. I was suspected not fasting. Most of them got the public canning in front of all students. Luckily, I just got my canning in front of all teachers. Hehe..

7. Have you ever face any kind of unforgettable moment with firecrackers/ fireworks?
(Pernahkah anda mengalami peristiwa yang tidak dapat dilupakan ketika bermain bunga api/mercun?)

Hmm, that time i was so small. I bought myself a firecrackers from the shop. My parents found out and doubted me that the firecrackers were safe to play. I don't know what was it called, but as my father lights it up, the firecrackers flew direct into his 'sarong' and burnt part of it.

After that, firecrackers were banned from us. But who knows, me and my brother's creativity outside of our house.

8. Have you ever did something that may void your fasting but you just ignored it?
(Pernahkah anda melakukan sesuatu yang membatalkan puasa tapi anda buat tak tahu sahaja?)

I thinkla, I pooped, and out of control, some of it goes back in (eeeuw). Some people said it voids the fast.

9. Have you ever been caught for not fasting?
(Pernahkah anda ditangkap kerana tidak berpuasa?)


10. How does Ramadhan effect your body weight?
(Bagaimana Ramadhan mempengaruhi keberatan tubuh anda?)

Depends on the diet. I used to lose weight about 9 kg in 2004, but i gained about 3 kg last year. This year? It seems like i'm gonna lose weight.

11. Do you like getting duit raya? What was the most amount you've ever got?
Adakah anda suka duit raya? Berapa jumlah terbanyak pernah anda dapat?)

Of course I do. I think in 2003, that was the most ever I've got. I collected almost RM2k. Well, the secrect was, the more you give, the more your get, but currently, no one else is giving me duit raya anymore.

12. Which Eid was the worst for you?
(Raya yang mana satukah yang terburuk untuk anda?)

When I was in form 2. That was the night before the Eid. We were going takbir from house to house. I was riding a motorbike without the headlamp with a friend, JOE. We were about to reach my granma's house when I suddenly felt my body was being thrashed down the road. Actually, we just hit a cow. We were sent to the hospital straight away. The next day, I was alone at home.

13. Have u ever got diarrhea during eid?
(Pernah tak cirit birit masa raya?)

There was once I didn't make it to the toilet back in 199_. Hehehe.

There goes my baju melayu. (and no one knows about it until today). My mom keep scolding me for not wearing my baju melayu.

* So that was it. I think it would sounds funnier if i do it in Malay but that part i leave it to you guys. I would love to see people like Taiko, Tip, Eejay, Jojoe, Zetty. Fina, Cik Pijah, Boogie, Diva, Azerque, Farok, Langsuir, Nadya, Abby, Ckin, Whitesand, Zianazone, Eqin, Nashrex and whoever who is reading my blog to do this. But it's all up to you.

October 14, 2006

Tagged by Boogie (Meme Take 5 Izham)

Classification :: TAG

1. Name 5 celebrities i would invite for my big party
  • Jessica Alba (I want her to sit on the throne like a queen)
  • Alicia Keys (I just wanna sit by her piano and listen to her)
  • Lindsay Lohan (I want her to be my date)
  • Antonio Banderas (My hero.. hahaha!)
  • Wan Norazlin (hahahahah! what do u think huh? astaghfirullah...)
2. Name 5 people I'd like to shake hand with
  • Osama bin Laden (if he really exist la)
  • Adolf Hitler (i adored his ability to make people listen to him)
  • Tun Dr. Mahathir Mohamad (i met him a few times but i never had the opportunity)
  • Eric Mongrain (I adored his guitar playing skills)
  • Leonardo Da Vinci (i wanted to know exactly what was behind the paintings)
3. Name 5 people with the sexiest butt
  • Angelina Jolie
  • Maria Sharapova
  • Nasha Aziz
  • Nur Fazura
  • J Lo?
4. Name 5 people that you'll probably wanted to take home on your date
  • Jessica Alba
  • Lindsay Lohan
  • Nur Fazura
  • Siti Nurhaliza
  • Hillary Duff
5. Name 5 people that I want to apologize for Eid ul-Fitri

Err seriously no idea..

So please do not hesitate to tag yourself..

October 13, 2006

Hazy Days..

Classification :: Weather, International Affairs, Complaint

It does sounds like a name of a song. Oh yeah I've forgotten that it's actually the Rainy Days of Mary J. Blige. Anyway, I like the Thugs Mansion of Tupac much better, and hei, I don't get it why you people love that Teriyaki Boys song. It does sounds funny though.

Well, the hazeful weather has caused a lot of problems, especially health problems. Some other people were having problems in the air, on the road or even on the ocean. People who were involved in accidents claimed that the hazy weather had caused driving ability to be limited by the short sight distance. This is one of the accident happened during the hazy season, just recently recorded with my N70.

Most people experiencing heavy cough and flue due to his weather. Luckily i've just done with ny heavy cough and flu weeks back, where I can't stop coughing, even when to speak to people. I'v almost forgotten how did I manage to go through the bad cough. As I can remember, I took a tablespoon royal jelly honey (which is white in color) every morning. Morning means, as I woke up from my night sleep la, even before going to bath.

Worse, some people claimed that the weather had caused them bad thirst that they cannot fast. Real bad ass. Anyhow, I could still see them smoking. So I do think that actually haze is good for them.

As I went in to the mangrove jungle few days back, the view was so bad that it's even hard to see the big ships coming in into the river of Pulai, the place where the Tanjung Pelepas Port (PTP) reside. I went in with Liz, Hamzah and Ketak (not in the picture)

This is picture taken opposite of PTP. The distance was just around 2-3 hundreds of meters but it's really hard to see them.

Just recently, my Nissan Frontier was having acceleration problem. I suspected problems like stucked fuel injectors, or fuel filters. It happened when the car was taking corners and the engine jerks like hell when it's accelerating, especially when the boost is about to pump in. I was thinking it might be the turbine as whenever the turbine is about to start,the car jerks.

As I went in to the Nissan service center, I was greeted nicely by the service guy there and as I was explaining the problem to him, another old fella come approching us and starting to look into my engine bay. Then as I was showing him the jerking act of the car when I was driving, he said,

"Ni mesti pasal jerebu ni. Engine saya pun rosak pasal jerebu...!" (It must be the haze. Problem of my engine was caused by the haze too...!)

We were like.. errr.. what?

Well actually, the diesel that I was using contains water. The filter has some water inside it and it caused the fuel line to be not smooth. So, my car is okay now. Hehe.

* Eh, have i told u that I'm driving a Nissan Frontier now?

October 11, 2006

Mosque is not for firecrackers.....

Classification :: Complaint, Rage

As we know, Ramadhan is the month where most of the moslems will try to do extra goodness for themselves. Giving money for charity, having open breakfasting session for people, going to the mosque for prayers, especially the Tarawikh prayers and so on.

So it was like something that almost everyone was doing, I went to the mosque and do the tarawikh. I tried not to miss it, as my house wasn't so far from the mosque. If I'm not going, I have this kind of guilty feeling inside me.

Well, as usual, during the first few days, the mosque was almost full. There were not less than 20 lines (or we call it saf). As days goes by, the number of people reduced by almost not more than half.

During the Isya' prayer, the local Imam will lead the prayers while the Tarawikh Prayers will be lead by the Tahfiz Students, who were specially invited to lead the prayers. Normally (actually everytime) I will stop at the 8th rakaat of the prayers, continue with my Witr and go home.

Me and my family came early to avoid having to park so faraway from the mosque. I'm worried if it rains, or the safety of my female family members; you know these days, bad guys are just at every single corner of this world. As I went through a few evenings, I don't think coming early to the mosque is a nice idea. After sometimes, I'll feel sleepy before, during and after the Isya' prayer. Why?

Of course, I dumped a lot of things into my tummy during the breakfasting session. Sitting a while in that mosque (oh yeah, Uda Mosque is fully air-conditioned) with that cold air, closing your eyes is heaven. Furthermore, the local Imam read long verses from the Qur'an. He even do things really slow. I always fell asleep in the prayers. As Isya' time started at around 8.05PM nowadays, it was such a waste when the Isya' prayer only ended at around 8.40PM.

Then, I decided to walk to the mosque at around 8.30PM so that it would be just nice before the Tarawikh prayer started. So I would just spend around 30-40 minutes before getting back home.

Well, after i started coming late, the situation at the mosque were terrifying me. Children treated the mosque like their own playground. At the back entrance, there is somekind of wide floored area where kids were playing 'Galah Panjang' there. At the upperstairs, children were playing run and chase, hide and seek, shouting, and worse, the girls were playing together.

I haven't even mention about how noisy these kids will get when people are praying. More wonders, there were bastards playing the firecrackers at the mosque surroundings; During the prayers!

Where do they got the firecrackers anyway? Where do they got the money to buy them, as far as I knew, the firecracker's price were suprisingly high. Like last time, I did tell you how I took the lighter of a fat kid who were playing the firecrackers.

Well, back to root, where were the parents?

Today, as I was rushing out of the mosque as I had an appointment with a partner for a meetup, I saw this one kid were throwing a firecracker to his friend, INSIDE THE MOSQUE!

As I reached there, there's already one guy were scolding the kid. I was myself a lil bit boiled up, I approached the kid and gave him a slight backhand slap at his face by asking him, WHAT ARE YOU DOING..? (like the nokia advertisement at the cinemas)

I think, he was panic by my appearance. As he kept his mouth shut, I threaten to take him to the police by pulling his hands towards the place I put my slippers. The kid started to cry by saying 'TAK NAK, TAK NAK, TAK NAK!!! (no, no, no)

The seized item.(barang rampasan)

As I let him off, I asked him where are the rest of his firecrackers. He took it out and I took 'em all, took it home and I tend to keep it as an evidence if the parents come looking for me. I'm gonna tell them what happened, and if they refused to listen, I will make a police report and charging the kid as possessing illegal items. And again, the parents will KENA!

Yeah, we have to be cruel to be kind.

Back the question initially, where are the parents when their kids were out of control? There a re no use if they came to the mosque to pray, but in the end, their kids behaviour distracting the other people to do their prayers.

I'm gonna suggest to a friend (who is working at the mosque) to actually detain the kids playing around at the mosque until the prayers end. The parents will need to claim their kids by paying some amount of money to the mosque.

At least, the mosque can make money out of it. Yalah, to pay the electricity bill (it's fully air-conditioned okay) and what not. OK or NOT?

October 6, 2006

Fresh meat from the farm....! (and the rear-see-pea)

Classification :: Advertisement, recipe.

Out of my boredomness, this idea popped out of my silly head, just to create an income opportunity for myself and people around; whoever want to work with me to cut and sell the meat. So far there were a few people interested.

So earlier today, I squeezed my head to create such a simple flyer, print it out, fotocopied it, get the mosque administrative people to approve and then I put all my flyers at the mosque, so people would be able to at least have a peek on it when they're going to the mosque for prayers.

It's going to be Raya so i guess people would be highly in need of meat, for rendang, soups or whatever.

Anyway, this offer is limited to people in JOHOR BAHRU only...!

Only in JOHOR BAHRU...!

So okay, since i'm trying to sell meat today, I think i'm gonna share a pretty simple meat based recipe, the turmeric fried beef (daging goreng kunyit).

Daging Goreng Kunyit

  • meat
  • turmeric powder (serbuk kunyit)
  • big onion (big sized)
  • 2-3 RHCP (red*hot*chilli*pepper)
  • oyster sauce
  • oil for frying.
  • spring onion.
First of all, the meat is to be chopped into small edible pieces, so that easier for us to consume. The smaller the better, as the smaller it goes, the less muching you would need. Sometimes, too much of munching is no good, especially those who used to munch a lot, people will say to him/her something like, "Kau ni asyik mengunyah aje, macam mana la tak boroi?" (no wonder you've a bloated tummy, munching non stop!!!)

Nyum nyum... then, pour in all the chopped meat into the frying pan. Using the minimum heat, the chopped meat is boiled to tender. Do you know how? You know or not? Hehehe. Use the fork and press it down of course. Depending on your taste, pick the tenderness that suits you. If you have a lot of old folks in you house, you might cosider boiling it for about 40 to 60 minutes, depending on the type of meat you're using. Ensure to water up the meat if it's drying up before it's really tender. Otherwise you might end up sending the choking old folks to the hospital, instead of going to the Solat Tarawikh.

* Make sure no one is around and not fasting, sneeking and stealing from your pan. At the end of the day, there'snothing left for you.

While waiting for meat to tender, slice the onions together with RHCP, and also the spring onions. Once it's tender, then pour in the cooking oil, and if possible, use the olive oil + garlic oil, just to give it the garlic taste without you having to deal with the garlic. As for me, the garlic scent will stick to my fingers for days! Fry the meat, and pour in a spoon or two of the turmeric powder. Depending on how you want it to be. Mix them well.

Of course, once the meat is starting to stick on the pan, put it the onions and RHCP. Mix them well again and pour in the oyster sauce. Mix, mix, mix, lastly you put in the chopped srping onions.

Good to be enjoyed with rice, fresh petai for ulam and iced syrup for berbuka puasa. Have fun!

October 4, 2006

Spice up your life.

Classification :: Motivation, Personal

Do you find life is boring sometimes?

I do. Most people do.

Not to mention only life. Some people also find that their love life is boring. The work is boring. The TV is boring. The car is boring. The boss bores to death. Even sometimes the friends are boring too.

But why boring?

Same non challenging routines? Same face to see everyday? No excitements? No surprises? Same place u go to hang out?

Creating excitements works well. Same goes to having new things, changing routines or doing something with random unexpected results.

As for me, even the same sports rim for the past 2 years is enough to create the boredom in me. Hehe. So the above is the original 5-lugs Type-R sports rim from Honda Integra DC2, just being fitted (or fit eh?) into my car last Friday :)

So.. share it with me. Tell me what bores you (in whatever) and how do u handle it..?

October 2, 2006

About Kambing...! (and a rare-sir-pee at the end of this entry)

Classification :: Business, Personal, Recipe

Kambing - Malay word for goat.

Eh, that's my fatherlah! Do you see something like a green strap around the neck of the goat? That's the tag!

The malays called sheep as 'Kambing' too, but with 'Biri-biri' at the end. So sheep is actually 'Kambing Biri-Biri' in Malay.

We also have some other men-species of Kambing like Shahnaz and Zaidee. Hehe.. :p

Today is Sunday so actually I've got nothing much to do, so I agreed to my father's offer to accompany him to the goat farm somewhere Pekan Nanas, near Pontian in Johor. He had just bought a few goats to startup with for his retirement.

We went there to actually put tags on all ten goats. We bought 10 meters length of rope, a few tag for key chain (like those tag when you're getting into the new house), a lighter and a pair of scissors.

As we arrived there, my father happily showed me all the ten goats he just bought. I don't know what to say but I would they look kinda graceful and healthy to me. As we get in to their square, I tried to catch them one by one to put on their tags.

Using my past experience to chase goats, but much easier this time, I tried to place my hands to their body but it seems that most of them were still frightened of us. After 1-2 catches, it was all about tricks. Simple tricks to learn.

There was once, as one of the goat were being tagged by me, there was a goat came to the goat that my father was holding and kissing it. They're surely love each other very much. Well, I'm not yet going to slaughter youlah! I'm just tagging!

All the 7 first goats were easy. The next 3 were not! I was even kicked at my thigh while holding them, and even one of them I had to hug it really tight just to ensure that it stays still and at the same time I was even trying to console it, to tell it that everything is gonna be okay, I'm not gonna hurt you. Hehehe..

Well, the last one had proven me that goats can also make miracles. When I was looking for the last one, all the other goats were sitting together covering it from my eyesight. The last goat were seen to be sitting at the bottom while the other goats were sitting around it.

Well, leave it to the expert (hehe). I managed to tag 'em all!

Then we get back home, waited for my sister, Ina to arrive from Seremban and wait for the berbuka puasa time. Taiko would also be coming to my house for the berbuka puasa.

I've also made a special dish today, my very own cincai Black Pepper Crab. Worth a try!


  1. Crabs of course
  2. Garlics (let say 4-5 pieces)
  3. Onions (small one, let say 4-5 units too)
  4. Big red chilli (hmm let say 2-3 pieces)
  5. Ginger (the young one, cut about an inch and a half, remove the outer skin)
  6. Cooking Oil for frying
  7. Grinded black pepper (you can use the black pepper sauce)
  8. Oyster Sauce
  9. Spring onions (just take the leaves, chop into pieces of size 1 cm each)
So first of all, deep fried all the crabs, leave it for 2 minutes for each round before you turn it upside down. While frying 'em, get all the garlics, onions, chilli and ginger into the blender and blend 'em all!

Once you done with frying, use the same oil you use to fry the crab to start frying the sauce. Ensure proper heat of oil, then pour in the blended items (the garlics, onions, chilli and ginger) into the frying pan. Before it gets scorched, pour in the black pepper together with the oyster sauce. Mix them well before putting in the deep fried crabs. Mix them all together and later pour in the chopped spring onions.

Done! Enjoy the meal! Questions (and maybe... comments :p) are very welcomed...!

We had quite a big berbuka puasa today. Taiko had 3 plates of rice. I had 2. My father had 3 too. Badly, Taiko is not a crab-eating expert.

And later, I took Taiko to do the Tarawikh Prayer to the Air-Conditioned mosque of Bandar Baru Uda.

On our way back walking home, we were a few times shocked by the sound of the firecrackers played by some fat kids. Eventually, when I was walking by the side of a Honda City, that fat kid has judt put all his firecrackers and a lighter on the bonnet of that car. Without asking, I took the lighter and keep it before i threw it off later.

PADAN MUKA KAU! Tak dapat main mercun! Memekak aje!

Then we went out for coffee (and sisha).

Afterall, I'm still with that 'Kambing' scent on me, especially the fingers!


* Eh guys, do you have any special recipe? I would like to try out something new.

September 25, 2006

I had my bad days too sometimes...

Classification :: Personal

I was having quite a long journey today. Initially I was from an overnight visit to KL, and going back to Seremban. There, I had few naps before continue driving down to JB. Me, my mom and Farah did dropped by our kampung in Melaka for a few things and continue our journey back to JB.

I was driving so slow, to avoid anything bad from happening as I myself was very sleepy. When we're about to reach home, I was so eager to park the car and get into my car to warm it's engine before going out.

When I first reached my car, I was shock and heartbroken.

My right hand side front arch fender was badly dented. I thought someone must have been on their rides and scratched the body but it was impossible as the space between the car and the divider was very small. Even the bumper was bad looking.

When i look at it closely, someone must have been knocked my car fender using something like screw driver or stone. The fender was also bended badly till the tyre will reach the fender when it's moving.

At first, i thought there must be some kids were playing around with my car and did that. Other people's opinion, small kids wouldn't be able to cause such bad knocks.

So what's happening actually? What have I done wrong?

I don't know what to do.

And at night, when i was about to go out of the mosque after the tarawikh prayer, i lost my pair of sandals.

I don't really feel good tonite..

September 24, 2006

Comes and goes..

Classification :: Personal

Now, I believe most of the muslims in the whole is celebrating the month of Ramadhan. In simple explaination, the month where everyone will be fasting during the day and only consume food at night.

And it has also become like a culture, when a festival or a known date to celebrate is coming, people will be busy sending SMSes to friends wishing Happy Ramadhan or Selamat Hari Raya or anything like that. That was so nice and I really appreciate that but i apologize as I'm not able to reply to everyone as there were too many SMSes.

I used to do the same thing. I used to compose some original sayings or wishes that I think should be unique and sounds differently but in just a few hours, the same message was coveyed back to me, and it was not coming from the person that I myself sent.

So the conclusion was, some people, they just wanted to forward the SMSes. I appreciate those who write and compose the wishes all by themselves. The most SMSes I've got were the rhymed poet, the same thing i got for so many many times. I wonder, are these peopl were realy sincere?

So today, the 1st day of Ramadhan, everyone has already started to fast. Last night was the first night of the Tarawikh Prayers as well, the night with the most attendants. It happens everywhere. People were so excited to do the prayers during the first 2-3 nights but the excitements will slowly drop from days to days.

Earlier yesterday, me and my family went to KLIA. The preparation for the journey has been started since weeks. Even to the last minute, my mom, my sister and my aunts were still busy deciding on what are the necessities and what are not. We even had all the bags weighed as we're not going to have trouble with the excessive weight bags, which the limit given was only 30 kilograms.

When almost everyone was there, we've made our move to KLIA. One of my granma had arrived earlier with my aunt and spent a night at our house in Seremban. Another one arrived just nice before we made our move. So at around 12 o'clock, everyone was in the car slowly driven to the KLIA.

As we arrive, we were just relax and chit chat with each other while waiting for the briefing and later to check in. It's been quite sometime we spent there where I myself did went to the toilet almost 5 times as a result of lactose overdosed. Then, there were also some other relatives arrived there. Even my father's friend Dr. Aziz manage to come over from Kelantan.

Then when it's time to check in, we have problem with the luggage. The backpack sized bag was not allowed to be carried and cabin luggage so it has to be checked in as well. As a result, the bags weighted almost 40KGs, and each excess KGs will be charged RM182.

That means that we have to pay extra RM1820 for the luggage. So I decided to take out some unnecessary items and reduce the weight as much as possible. The second attempt was again failed, as we still exceeded by 3.7 KGs. Last resort, I decided to throw the heaviest bag away and instead of 3 bags, now it's reduced to 2 bags. The last weight was just as nice as 29.6KGs.

The luggage problem settled merely within the last minutes before boarding. The last briefing was given and while waiting for the last moment, I played with my lil sister Farah.

The boarding call was announced and everyone was seen rushing towards the boarding gate. My brother, Izzat was then started to see, shake hands and hug with all the absent relatives. It was all nice and calm until he started to hug my granma. My granma looked very sad with her tears were all over. And slowly all my sisters were started to cry. Being a lil bit sensitive, I was trying to hold my sorrow but when Izzat comes to say bye to me, I was all speechless. I wasn't able to say anything except for holding my sadness back. Yeah, it's going to be a very long time.

We've been spending almost 9 months of his post-SPM exams period together. He has been my greatest guitar student, as what i had struggled to achieve in 3 years in just 9 months, he did it in 9 months.

As we started to spend time together, he didn't mind to sleep on the carpet on the floor, just to be around me. He had been a great help to parents as he had smoothen most of the things in the house. He has been a great help to me too. I do take him out sometimes despite of my busy schedule doing this and that.

So, Izzat will be away to Russia for the next 7 years. He'll be doing his medical course in Volgograd, which by the time I'm writing this, he's still transitting in Moscow, waiting for his next flight to Volgograd tonight.

You have all my prayers bro. I'll miss you a lot. I hope I'd be able to see you in February.

* And Happy Ramadhan Festive to everyone else.

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