Adorable Little Munchkin for exquisite baby's outfit of your choice. Or you may find the link provided at the side menu on my blog here, called Kedai Baju Baby.
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Thursday, March 4, 2010
Just Another Blog Shop
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Adorable Little Munchkin for exquisite baby's outfit of your choice. Or you may find the link provided at the side menu on my blog here, called Kedai Baju Baby.
Just launch yesterday! Don't miss it. Between the interests is
Adorable Little Munchkin for exquisite baby's outfit of your choice. Or you may find the link provided at the side menu on my blog here, called Kedai Baju Baby.
Just launch yesterday! Don't miss it. Between the interests is
Monday, February 8, 2010
Teserempak Dengan Jembalang
Circa year 1997 - Friday morning, before dawn....
Pagi tu aku bangun macam biasa nak dekat Pukul 5.30 pagi, malam tu tade mimpi apa-apa. Tidur lena macam biasa, kene gigit nyamuk macam biasa. Terus aku meluru ke bilik mandi, mandi air kolah yang lebih dari dua kolah besarnya. Ada 4, 5 budak tengah mandi lagi time tu. Termenung kejap sambil fikir nak mandi ke tak, gile ke ape pepagi nak mandi air kolah yang sejuk dah bawah tahap beku tu..walaupun tu la rutin aku selama hampir setahun time belajar kat sekolah kiblah, mandi waktu pagi la yang paling aku fail. Sekali sekala aku mandi ala-ala seniman bujang lapuk je..apa ade hal, pastu sembur minyak wangi.
Teringat lagi masa sekolah terputus bekalan air yang aku tak ingat berapa lama tah, seingat aku mau lebih sebulan, ade air pun sket2 je keluar, pastu tadah dalam baldi reramai. Sesapa yang malas nak tadah tu, terpaksa la mandi air sungai kat belakang sekolah. Takde la belakang sangat pun, seribu kangkang kera jugak jauhnya. Kalu pepagi tu kene bangun seawal 4 lebih nak pegi mandi kat sungai..kerje gile sume. Dah la sejuk nak mampus..taleh lupe tol.
Papehal pun pagi tu aku tetap mandi. Pagi jumaat beb, kene la mandi. Masuk dorm balik bebudak dah start gerak pegi surau..ketinggalan aku pagi tu, cinabeng tol. Tade sekor pun nak tunggu, masuk syurga nak masuk sesorang je. Terhegeh2 aku pakai baju melayu sume siap2 nak pegi subuh berjemaah. Surau sekolah bukannya dekat, kene menapak. Before nak sampai surau tu kene lalu ala-ala titi macam tu, lebar dalam 2 meter, panjang 7 meter melintasi anak sungai apa tah.
Gelap gelita pagi tu..terkedek2 jalan sesorang pegi surau, dekat titi tu ade satu je lampu..itu pun macam nak tak nak je menyala, malap je. Baik tak menyala pun takpe, jimat sket letrik. Bile dah sampai kat titi, hujung titi tu aku nampak something yang membuatkan langkah aku terhenti.
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"Alamak, apehal ade baju putih melayang plak ni pepagi ni", bisik hati kecil aku. Aku dah mula gabra. Dalam kepala otak time tu dah fikir macam-macam. Ada je setan yang nak menghalang perjalanan aku ke jalan yang lurus ni. Aku perati betul2..sah, memang jembalang putih le tu. Aku dah mula berkire2 nak patah balik dorm, naik atas katil, selubung dalam selimut je. Tapi dengan berbekal kan iman yang tak tebal sangat tu, aku jalan slow2 mendekati jembalang tu. Takde reaksi langsung. Jembalang tu tak takut langsung dengan aku, die bole buat dek je. Aku dah nak panik. Pepagi dah nampak hantu. Gile. Aku toleh belakang takde orang, kiri kanan lagi haram..sungai ade la. Mau aku terjun je dalam sungai ni.
"Tak bole jadi ni", aku cube memberanikan diri. Baca doa sket, al-fatihah sepam, ayat kursi sepam, tapi jembalang putih tu takde ape2, aku budget paling koman pun terbakar ke menjerit2 ke..aku memulakan langkah aku menghampiri jembalang putih tu. Semakin dekat semakin kuat debaran jantung aku, macam nak gugur rasenye..aku dah plan, lepas je titi tu aku trus nak lari masuk surau. Die mesti tak berani nak masuk surau punye, sebab kat dalam surau tu ade Ustaz Masrohan Al-hafiz..die kumat kamit sket mulut die mau ke neraka trus jembalang tu. Bile jarak aku dengan jembalang agak2 dalam 1 meter....
"Cibai btol mamat prefect ni, ada yang nak kene pukul dengan aku ni kang", menyumpah aku dalam hati. "Kulit kalu dah itam macam kertas karbon tu, berdiri la dekat2 ngan lampu..", sambung aku dalam hati lagi. Aku bajet mamat prefect tu mesti heran tengok gelagat aku.
Pagi tu aku bangun macam biasa nak dekat Pukul 5.30 pagi, malam tu tade mimpi apa-apa. Tidur lena macam biasa, kene gigit nyamuk macam biasa. Terus aku meluru ke bilik mandi, mandi air kolah yang lebih dari dua kolah besarnya. Ada 4, 5 budak tengah mandi lagi time tu. Termenung kejap sambil fikir nak mandi ke tak, gile ke ape pepagi nak mandi air kolah yang sejuk dah bawah tahap beku tu..walaupun tu la rutin aku selama hampir setahun time belajar kat sekolah kiblah, mandi waktu pagi la yang paling aku fail. Sekali sekala aku mandi ala-ala seniman bujang lapuk je..apa ade hal, pastu sembur minyak wangi.
Teringat lagi masa sekolah terputus bekalan air yang aku tak ingat berapa lama tah, seingat aku mau lebih sebulan, ade air pun sket2 je keluar, pastu tadah dalam baldi reramai. Sesapa yang malas nak tadah tu, terpaksa la mandi air sungai kat belakang sekolah. Takde la belakang sangat pun, seribu kangkang kera jugak jauhnya. Kalu pepagi tu kene bangun seawal 4 lebih nak pegi mandi kat sungai..kerje gile sume. Dah la sejuk nak mampus..taleh lupe tol.
Papehal pun pagi tu aku tetap mandi. Pagi jumaat beb, kene la mandi. Masuk dorm balik bebudak dah start gerak pegi surau..ketinggalan aku pagi tu, cinabeng tol. Tade sekor pun nak tunggu, masuk syurga nak masuk sesorang je. Terhegeh2 aku pakai baju melayu sume siap2 nak pegi subuh berjemaah. Surau sekolah bukannya dekat, kene menapak. Before nak sampai surau tu kene lalu ala-ala titi macam tu, lebar dalam 2 meter, panjang 7 meter melintasi anak sungai apa tah.
Gelap gelita pagi tu..terkedek2 jalan sesorang pegi surau, dekat titi tu ade satu je lampu..itu pun macam nak tak nak je menyala, malap je. Baik tak menyala pun takpe, jimat sket letrik. Bile dah sampai kat titi, hujung titi tu aku nampak something yang membuatkan langkah aku terhenti.
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"Alamak, apehal ade baju putih melayang plak ni pepagi ni", bisik hati kecil aku. Aku dah mula gabra. Dalam kepala otak time tu dah fikir macam-macam. Ada je setan yang nak menghalang perjalanan aku ke jalan yang lurus ni. Aku perati betul2..sah, memang jembalang putih le tu. Aku dah mula berkire2 nak patah balik dorm, naik atas katil, selubung dalam selimut je. Tapi dengan berbekal kan iman yang tak tebal sangat tu, aku jalan slow2 mendekati jembalang tu. Takde reaksi langsung. Jembalang tu tak takut langsung dengan aku, die bole buat dek je. Aku dah nak panik. Pepagi dah nampak hantu. Gile. Aku toleh belakang takde orang, kiri kanan lagi haram..sungai ade la. Mau aku terjun je dalam sungai ni.
"Tak bole jadi ni", aku cube memberanikan diri. Baca doa sket, al-fatihah sepam, ayat kursi sepam, tapi jembalang putih tu takde ape2, aku budget paling koman pun terbakar ke menjerit2 ke..aku memulakan langkah aku menghampiri jembalang putih tu. Semakin dekat semakin kuat debaran jantung aku, macam nak gugur rasenye..aku dah plan, lepas je titi tu aku trus nak lari masuk surau. Die mesti tak berani nak masuk surau punye, sebab kat dalam surau tu ade Ustaz Masrohan Al-hafiz..die kumat kamit sket mulut die mau ke neraka trus jembalang tu. Bile jarak aku dengan jembalang agak2 dalam 1 meter....
"Cibai btol mamat prefect ni, ada yang nak kene pukul dengan aku ni kang", menyumpah aku dalam hati. "Kulit kalu dah itam macam kertas karbon tu, berdiri la dekat2 ngan lampu..", sambung aku dalam hati lagi. Aku bajet mamat prefect tu mesti heran tengok gelagat aku.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
2009 MEMORY LANE
2009 was a struggle to me, no doubt about that. The first year of marriage life, the first year of family life..the first year to a few things more. Despite all of that, my highest gratitude to the mighty Allah..I could survived all the difficulties and obstacles.
Been so busy since July when my project came to the commissioning phase, I've been away for quite some times; away from the family, wifey in particular. Poor thing, she had to went through the pregnancy difficult moments with me not by her side. I felt so guilty. I was in dilemma back then.
Thankful that I could be there when the precious moment has taken it place on August 28th last year. The birth of Muhammad Emil Shahmy. I'm so grateful, I was able to perform the Adzan and Iqomah to him; the first thing I would want him to hear in this Allah's world. Once again, wifey had to went through another phase of difficulty with me not by her side for the last couple of months at the end of the year.
Emil is now 4 months old. Again, I'm so grateful, that wifey had been given the land house at Precint 8. On December last year, we had moved all the things there from apartment at Precint 18. Currently still staying at my parents' at Kinrara. Planned to move in as soon as possible. Maybe after Emil's aqiqah, will be executing, insyaallah end of this month.
Hope this year would be better than last year, be happier than last year, be grateful than last year, be more faithful to Allah than last year.......
Been so busy since July when my project came to the commissioning phase, I've been away for quite some times; away from the family, wifey in particular. Poor thing, she had to went through the pregnancy difficult moments with me not by her side. I felt so guilty. I was in dilemma back then.
Thankful that I could be there when the precious moment has taken it place on August 28th last year. The birth of Muhammad Emil Shahmy. I'm so grateful, I was able to perform the Adzan and Iqomah to him; the first thing I would want him to hear in this Allah's world. Once again, wifey had to went through another phase of difficulty with me not by her side for the last couple of months at the end of the year.
Emil is now 4 months old. Again, I'm so grateful, that wifey had been given the land house at Precint 8. On December last year, we had moved all the things there from apartment at Precint 18. Currently still staying at my parents' at Kinrara. Planned to move in as soon as possible. Maybe after Emil's aqiqah, will be executing, insyaallah end of this month.
Hope this year would be better than last year, be happier than last year, be grateful than last year, be more faithful to Allah than last year.......
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