Apa yang anda rasa bila anda kehilangan tiga orang anak perempuan yang comel dalam sekelip mata? And they are all that you have.
I can't imagine how I would feel ..... It's very sad ... very sad ... very unfortunate ... it's unimaginable ...
Al-Fatihah for the two children (aged 5, 4, 2 - Can't bring myself to even mention your pretty names) who drowned at a Hutan Lipur in Kuala Pilah on Tuesday evening. Another sister, the youngest, is still missing. Is there the slightest chance that she will survive? ..... Ya Allah ya Tuhanku ...
Allah lebih menyayangi mereka...
Thursday, May 05, 2011
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Reason To Celebrate Life...
Ramadhan is over, Hari Raya is over and now it's time for Devali celebration for those who celebrate it. Year-end is always about festivals. I've not had any postings here since August. Sometimes, I just don't feel like posting anything. Sometimes, I have no mood for anything at all. Has life become that dull and meaningless??
I supposed I was happier during ramadhan, due to happier, calmer and 'insaf' mood among people around me. Sometimes, one could be really sensitive to their surrounding. Like myself, a liitle change in my partner's mood can sometimes spoil mine for the whole day. And Partner's mood changes all the time. So, go figure...!
Father and Mother were over at my place for a couple of days in late August before Ramadhan. We went to visit my cousin in Sekinchan...I liked the trip. It sort of took us out of our little cocoon.
Am's started a new job, back in the industry he had been in before his last job. Working long hours on week days, weekends and public holidays, including Hari Raya and whatever raya that comes after it. He started after we came back from a one-week leave during fasting month in Terengganu. Due to that, we didn't have the chance to be with our parents in Malacca during ramadhan, the first time, since we tied the knot in 2002. I still feel bad about this. To make it worse, until now, we still don't have the opportunity (or don't make time) to visit them.
We celebrated Hari Raya in Port Dickson, a choice made by my in-laws, due to certain 'hurtful' reasons. Also because of Am's new job, we didn't spend much time together with our family. I was really angry with him, for not negotiating hard enough on this. I felt there was always room for discussions and negotiations on when one wants to start a new job. Definitely, not in the middle of the month!
We were back in KL on the second raya. The children and I flew back to Terengganu on the fourth of Hari Raya, also the first time for Am not to celebrate raya with my parents. We were there for four or five days and returned to KL onboard an extra bus. The kids were behaving at first ... maybe due to the cough syrup that I gave them the fell asleep right away after we boarded the bus. It was peace and quiet until we left Kuantan. Then it was 'chaos' as usual. My children ... as usual..!
The moment we reached Putra station and saw Am, I felt so relief. Maybe that would be my last trip by bus, not until they know how to behave!
Now life is back as usual. Not much happening... it's like you are driving on a long straight road that has no end. You don't know your destination. errr... maybe you know where you want to stop, but somehow, you never get there. So, you keep driving the long, straight and endless road.....
Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning, I feel really excited, like something exciting is going to happen. But when I really think about it, nothing interesting is due that day. Then I tell myself, still being alive and well - the children, my partner and I - is a good reason enough to celebrate life and be happy. I keep telling myself to keep learning to appreciate, to be thankful, to love, to forgive, sometimes to forget, to accept, to ... bla...bla...bla...
I supposed I was happier during ramadhan, due to happier, calmer and 'insaf' mood among people around me. Sometimes, one could be really sensitive to their surrounding. Like myself, a liitle change in my partner's mood can sometimes spoil mine for the whole day. And Partner's mood changes all the time. So, go figure...!
Father and Mother were over at my place for a couple of days in late August before Ramadhan. We went to visit my cousin in Sekinchan...I liked the trip. It sort of took us out of our little cocoon.
Am's started a new job, back in the industry he had been in before his last job. Working long hours on week days, weekends and public holidays, including Hari Raya and whatever raya that comes after it. He started after we came back from a one-week leave during fasting month in Terengganu. Due to that, we didn't have the chance to be with our parents in Malacca during ramadhan, the first time, since we tied the knot in 2002. I still feel bad about this. To make it worse, until now, we still don't have the opportunity (or don't make time) to visit them.
We celebrated Hari Raya in Port Dickson, a choice made by my in-laws, due to certain 'hurtful' reasons. Also because of Am's new job, we didn't spend much time together with our family. I was really angry with him, for not negotiating hard enough on this. I felt there was always room for discussions and negotiations on when one wants to start a new job. Definitely, not in the middle of the month!
We were back in KL on the second raya. The children and I flew back to Terengganu on the fourth of Hari Raya, also the first time for Am not to celebrate raya with my parents. We were there for four or five days and returned to KL onboard an extra bus. The kids were behaving at first ... maybe due to the cough syrup that I gave them the fell asleep right away after we boarded the bus. It was peace and quiet until we left Kuantan. Then it was 'chaos' as usual. My children ... as usual..!
The moment we reached Putra station and saw Am, I felt so relief. Maybe that would be my last trip by bus, not until they know how to behave!
Now life is back as usual. Not much happening... it's like you are driving on a long straight road that has no end. You don't know your destination. errr... maybe you know where you want to stop, but somehow, you never get there. So, you keep driving the long, straight and endless road.....
Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning, I feel really excited, like something exciting is going to happen. But when I really think about it, nothing interesting is due that day. Then I tell myself, still being alive and well - the children, my partner and I - is a good reason enough to celebrate life and be happy. I keep telling myself to keep learning to appreciate, to be thankful, to love, to forgive, sometimes to forget, to accept, to ... bla...bla...bla...
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
For The Record
I have been very lazy these days. Also, I'm so into Mafia Wars in the Internet that I hardly surf anything else whenever I'm online. That game could get really addictive!
Still, I have to update a few things. Here not only the place to vent anger and frustration or untuk 'syok sendiri', but also to place 'important' events which I may forget later as I become ancient and forgetful. It's also like a log book or a diary. I even refer to my older posts when deciding whose kampung we should go back to for raya celebration.
So, what have we up to for the past month?
July 31-Aug 1 - We were back in Malacca. Mother- and Father-in-law had a solat hajat and small kenduri. The guess was Ustaz Badrulamin. Quite many people turned up, also to give their support to our 'cause' - Stop the 70- over-hectare commercial memorial project being built in the kampung. We realise we are losing the 'battle'. But we believe we have done our best. When we look back later, we know, at least we have fought against it. Anyway, It's not the end yet. Who knows Allah has some good news for us... we're still hopeful...
July 18-19: We had a family gathering in Port Dickson, the nearest place where most of us could go. The cousins spent most of the time in the pool (the only attraction in the place, pity..!) and the beach, while the grown-ups were either busy looking after the children or talking and updating on what we had missed. I was not feeling well, down with cough and cold. But A and Sy were happy as usual.
June 4-June 14: School holidays and I was given a leave from work. We were in Terengganu for about 8 days. Sy was 'gifted' with chicken pox. Or was it just measles? But being a happy-go-lucky and active child, he was lasak as usual. A was at her Mak Su's house all the time. I notice, every time we go home, Malacca or Terengganu, we always have trouble disciplining them ... hopeless!.
Nephew Fakh had 'grown up tremendously', he spoke and played better. Fakh reminds me of Bro Z, his father, in his baby days. Fair, chubby, manja and ganas at the same time. Didn't get to meet Bro M and his family though, because he was buzy completing his site project. Insyaallah, I hope we catch each other during the next school holiday.
Now, A is back to school as usual. After school, she and Sy spend the rest of their day at home fighting, crying and playing at the same time and messing up the house. Sometimes, they can get really noisy, like there are more than 10 children in the house. Oh, I have learnt to ignore the noises and the mess so well, like I don't care much anymore if the house is like 'tongkang pecah'. I tidy up when I have the time and energy. I realise I can't be that 'proper', else, there is no more fun in life. As it is, our life has not been that 'smooth and easy'. So I better be 'easy' with how life turns out for us.
If it's up to me, there are so many things I want to complain about. The list is endless. But I realise my complaints have not changed much of things, so I guess I better try to shut up more often and...
ENJOY LIFE while it unfolds its mysteries!
p/s: Yay ... Parents are coming down this Sunday.
Still, I have to update a few things. Here not only the place to vent anger and frustration or untuk 'syok sendiri', but also to place 'important' events which I may forget later as I become ancient and forgetful. It's also like a log book or a diary. I even refer to my older posts when deciding whose kampung we should go back to for raya celebration.
So, what have we up to for the past month?
July 31-Aug 1 - We were back in Malacca. Mother- and Father-in-law had a solat hajat and small kenduri. The guess was Ustaz Badrulamin. Quite many people turned up, also to give their support to our 'cause' - Stop the 70- over-hectare commercial memorial project being built in the kampung. We realise we are losing the 'battle'. But we believe we have done our best. When we look back later, we know, at least we have fought against it. Anyway, It's not the end yet. Who knows Allah has some good news for us... we're still hopeful...
July 18-19: We had a family gathering in Port Dickson, the nearest place where most of us could go. The cousins spent most of the time in the pool (the only attraction in the place, pity..!) and the beach, while the grown-ups were either busy looking after the children or talking and updating on what we had missed. I was not feeling well, down with cough and cold. But A and Sy were happy as usual.
June 4-June 14: School holidays and I was given a leave from work. We were in Terengganu for about 8 days. Sy was 'gifted' with chicken pox. Or was it just measles? But being a happy-go-lucky and active child, he was lasak as usual. A was at her Mak Su's house all the time. I notice, every time we go home, Malacca or Terengganu, we always have trouble disciplining them ... hopeless!.
Nephew Fakh had 'grown up tremendously', he spoke and played better. Fakh reminds me of Bro Z, his father, in his baby days. Fair, chubby, manja and ganas at the same time. Didn't get to meet Bro M and his family though, because he was buzy completing his site project. Insyaallah, I hope we catch each other during the next school holiday.
Now, A is back to school as usual. After school, she and Sy spend the rest of their day at home fighting, crying and playing at the same time and messing up the house. Sometimes, they can get really noisy, like there are more than 10 children in the house. Oh, I have learnt to ignore the noises and the mess so well, like I don't care much anymore if the house is like 'tongkang pecah'. I tidy up when I have the time and energy. I realise I can't be that 'proper', else, there is no more fun in life. As it is, our life has not been that 'smooth and easy'. So I better be 'easy' with how life turns out for us.
If it's up to me, there are so many things I want to complain about. The list is endless. But I realise my complaints have not changed much of things, so I guess I better try to shut up more often and...
ENJOY LIFE while it unfolds its mysteries!
p/s: Yay ... Parents are coming down this Sunday.
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