There must be some special feeling while we go through each and every phase in our life.Being born, we must be thankful to our Creator that has created us with missions on this Earth. Growing old, with spouse and children to manage; is a tough job to do. Hence, we must put it all out and try our own best to fulfill the requirement. After several years and a bad experience in saving for our asset (adding 's' later hopefully), we are ready to search for a new own house. The criteria: house with land even not that spacious, double storey, affordable, in Shah Alam and near to almost amenities. With my qualification of government loan, Treasury allows amount that is very impossible to get new house that we want here. So, we must opt for second hand house. After some times, through here; internet; which some people said 'wasting of time, money and energy', we found a house that fulfill the criteria. There it goes, with all the processes and procedures, we are on the last stage of getting the money so that we can stuffed our newly-old house with some furniture. Last night, the seller(ex-owner) gave a key that we have waiting for such a long time (if i can say long). So we headed to the place. There we were.... the time when my husband open the door... Some feeling get into me... That made me thought deeply," My house... Finally.."... Putting my feet in the house, love pouring non-stop from me to 'her'. 'She' is like my new born baby; that soothes me when i see 'her'. Felt like locking the door, go into master bedroom, turn on aircond, switch off the light and bid farewell to the night. I think most of us have this feeling upon getting new 'shelter'. The weather was nice (with help from the aircond i assume)and i was a bit surprise that i hardly heard any noise (except for my new neighbour's dog). I hope my 1st, good impression can be true or even better in the future. Heads spinning of searching idea for concept, interior designing bla bla bla.... but we must consider the most crucial thing; budget!! I hope i can make some of my dream into reality. Home sweet home means a welcoming and comfortable house that invites the owner to count moments to come back from work and lie down on comfy sofa with beloved ones. Waiting for that....
P/S: Keep on saying to my hubby," Abah, we have our own house". A house that we earn from our sweaty, hard effort. Feel blessed and satisfied, ALHAMDULILLAH!!
It was already 1 week. My...my.... time flies very fast. There goes my holiday. Still have 1 week before continuing my job. Still have many papers to mark. 6 June 2009 was a time to go back to Shah Alam even though my family worked verryyy hard coaxing my husband to go back on Sunday. 11 am, we were still in PP. Traffic was okay, not so congested. We were following a black Toyota Avanza that moved very slow even it was a new one from its look. I was immersing myself into reading newspaper when suddenly my husband screamed," Allah... Allah..." for several time. Shocked, i put the paper now. Right in front of me, i saw that Avanza had 'landed' at the side of the road. Thanks Allah, there was only a drain not deep ravine. I asked my husband to pull over, as he was the only witness. The other cars from other side stop by to help. We jumped out of the car, leaving Imran alone and tried to open the Avanza's door. My attempt failed, then it worked when my husband give a hand. Upon opening the door, i felt sympathy for three little boys. One was crying but the other two remained calm even they have some injury. I get one of the boys, maybe the youngest. Blood was on his swelling forehead and from his nose and mouth. Maybe, from broken teeth. I tried to calm myself but while putting out my hand to get second boy from other helping hands, my hands were shaking like i am the one who involved in the accident. Just imagine if the accident was the worse than this one. When all the victims were taken out of the car; some men suggested them to sit under shady trees. But the driver; father of the boys sat on the grass near his car. Suddenly, he was having concussion. The rest of the men were only watching; not knowing what to do. Then, the driver woke up and sat as nothing happened. I asked the driver and he said he was having pain on chest. I'm afraid that he had lung complication or heart complication. After calling the police, my husband said he wanted to continue the journey as it was already afternoon. Checking everything, we departured with hope that the nothing serious will happen to the driver and the family. The wife's driver said that her husband might fell asleep. I also thought that the wife was sleeping as well when i saw her condition after getting out from the car. Falling asleep while driving happens to most of us; even my husband and myself. It is due to long journey and traffic congestion. Do we have some tips on how to overcome the two reasons? Traffic jammed, any solution for that? Government's campaign on 'Berhenti seketika sekiranya mengantuk' should not be taken for granted. Do not think that you are strong and young enough to feel tired after a long drive. If you are not feeling well, continue your leave as it may save your life and your loved ones too. Remember, when you are sleepy or not well, do not drive.... i really mean it!!
There are 3 types of love. First, love from demons. It means when boy falls for girl, they go on dates, holding hands, making out some romance etc until the girl got pregnant. Secondly, love from genies.The boy falls for the girl but the girl hesitate to accept his love. So, the boy goes to shaman and put spell on the girl. Poofffffff!!! Out of expectation, the girl crazily can't sleep without thinking of the boy.Soon, they got married and only Allah knows what would happen after that. Lastly, love from Allah. The boy and the girl fall in love at the first sight. When seeing each other for the first time, the soft feeling goes gently to their heart and it's undeniable.The boy takes next step of asking her hand for marriage and the girl accept with gratefulness to Allah.Both families are not having objection as the boy go through the steps which follows religion and custom. The explanation of love through character of 'Atuk' in the movie (handled by experienced Hisyam Ahmad Tajudin)was so simple yet easy to be understood; especially by teenagers and not-so-high-minded thinkers (take me as an life example..;-) )seems to be so brilliant. Up to what i've remembered, this is the first MIG film that is made like that. The previous movies were just ordinary spending time during weekends. Our teenagers nowadays feel that it's not 'cool' to stay and contribute to the country.They don't feel shame to take as much as they can from the country but refuse to give back.The responsibility was put on friends' shoulder.... to be cont
first impression of 'poco2'?? not so good.... i thought it was so cheap and low class (how pessimist)dance. more over, most of the 'participants and dancers' are old skool ladies.so, it never bothers me since it was first introduced in 2-3 years ago in Msia. then, while waiting for my hair to be done, i heard again the song. nothing change. life and my narrow thought was still the same. last month, while spending my time with the family, i heard a song. yes, kinda familiar. i saw a group of people, kids and adults, young and old, teenagers and men were dancing according to the music. since then, my thought on this dance change. the dance that have been prejudiced before becomes 1 of the way to keep sweating. the moves makes our heart pumps better and improves blood circulation. well, need to swallow back my arrogant thought and try this dance. today, i got the chance to try it. but, it was only about 15 minutes and even worst, i still cannot understand and catch the moves. urhhhhhhh.... so pathetic!! thinking of joining 'poco2' in Anggerik Mall when i'm ready. realized that i seldom; i mean...very much seldom keep my heart pounds faster and more active. it's the time.... ********
while i was busy (really busy?) during my bro in-law's wedding last weekend, my hp doesn't stop vibrating and ringing of receiving messages. kinda mad. but when i press the button 'read' on the keypad, my 'hotty' feeling inside felt like been watering with ice. there were wishes of 'happy mother's day'...... i smiled all the way then.... that are some good feeling of being a mother; having 'a soccer team' of children or even only a child, the feeling and 'calling' name is still the same; mother. sometimes, you feel good when your children listen and obey you. also, you will feel tired, down and all negative feeling when your loved ones talk back to you; don't want to listen to you at all. the feeling is soooo deep that you think it's better for you not to have children at all. but, when you are at workplace, far apart from you children, you feel to hug your children so much; not letting them go. i believe all of thoughtful parents feel the same way...
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what do you want for teacher's day? your dream present from students? a scarf? a brooch? an original Tupperware container? a Farrero Roche? a bouquet of flower? what do want? my answer; obedient students are just enough. the students are proud to give their favourite teachers something. more expensive are batter as the teacher will love them more. it's their thought that lingers in their head. but, again i stressed that my best present would be students who don't even dare to let their eyes away from me when i'm explaining tips to write a summary. my best present that i'm waiting for is only an obedient students (the more, the better), that won't talk back to me, complaining of too much work and homework i give them; and questioning why they need to do those boring exercise. i'm longing for best present of obedient students that will follow all my instructions and take all their responsibilities for their betterment as well. does my luck is good enough this year to get that very precious present?
yesterday i took MC. after finishing particular works, so i decided to finish another work by taking MC. i need rest though. so, on thurs, i put all the unmark exercise books into car boot. a pile of if, from 4 classes i've been teaching. today, sat... i consume flu medication and end up feeling dizzy. tried to sleep but can't. so i ended up in front of the laptop...ahhahaha, thats typical excuse of not doing premier work rite? the dizzyness was just stopped. my attention sometimes moved to tv3's 'cerekarama', 'azan yg syahdu' ker apa the title. it's a good telemovie actually... a story of 'good and well-behaved' GRO. everyday when she finished her work, on the way back, she fancy to listen to azan-call of prayers. until one day, she met with a blind guy. and he was the guy who did the'azan' every dawn. it was so interesting how they met. complement each other. one of the dialogue that has big impact is," pakaian seseorang tidak mencerminkan peribadinya". how true is that? how many GRO that have the same feeling in this telemovie? there is but i think the case is not that much; that the GRO doesn't have other choice to get extra money, to take care of her mother and sister's college fee. not many people are willing to do such sacrifice... hmmm, with that leaves my student's exercise book still unmark...huhuhhuhu
in a day, if im not on the line, im sooo happy. but, if im offline, i think something is missing. then, i open up my laptop, turn it on and i ll stuck there for ages. sometimes to the next 6 or 7 hours. people who dont know about how nice, cheerful and invigorating being on net will think that im insane. so, i hope someone out there that have the same habit as me, plz explain to them the feeling.....hehehehehehehe
can i get contaminated by any whatsoever reaction or radioactive or bla bla bla that comes from the screen? but, hey...sometimes i feel dizzy and headache after 6-7 hours staring at it. is it still ok?...eheheheh
do the detoxification programme can wash away and spring clean these radicals from my body? how do we know? any proof? or can we say that it is gone after certain days we feel refreshed? im waiting for the day... counting..counting...
but, when the day come, means holiday is over too....owh, no!! the holiday is only name, not really mean it is a true holiday. i suppose to finish my work but im still here....noooo!!! no wonder my most favourite song is 'Feel' and the singer is Robbie Williams.... do you want to listen to the song and give your own and honest interpretation?...... hit me for that....
perasaan itu hadir lagi. Malah, ia selalu mengambil sedikit ruang dalam diri. Adakah dia nih mmg ada dan wujud dalam diri semua manusia dan akan keluar bila masanya tiba? seperti sekarang?? erm.... mengantuk pon yer nih.... tp psl dh lama tak letak entry so tibai ajerlaa... mlm neh plan nk g tgk 'Geng'. Booking online but full already. Nak g beli now malaih laa plaks... huhuu, x dapeklaaa org nk nulong tuh....eheheheheh. Kalo g bli now, dh rm1 utk parking, mlm nnti sehengget lagik, kos2...maklumlah kne jimat weh...erm, sleepy... feel like sleeping... my son is in his own 'popeye' n 'wonderful pets' n mama with her nutty laptop..ahhahaah
This was earlier title for latest Bade's film. From TMO 'Maut', Bade said that it was changed to 'Maut' as adviced by FINAS. I am sure that if the title remains, more movie-goers will pack up the cinema. Hence, from religion and custom angle; it sounds scary and may distract some viewers.
Many people; to be exact, so-called modern generations are hardly believe on invicible things. What are they? Ghosts, jins(genie), entities etc...Are they really exist? Or just your illusion? Think back... of our faith. Can we see our Creator? But we still believe that Allah is everywhere. Not to put our Mighty Allah same level as those stated, but just to make some example of things that we take for granted. Also, some mysterious thing that happens without explanation. When one explains something that cannot be accepted by logic or science, the person will be seen as insane and lost of mind. Why people around cannot stop for a while, listen and try to investigate whether it can be proved?
Labeling others is some of our bad attitude. Having thought of putting these group of people is like this and that seems to be one of our inherited attributes. Thinking that people out of our group (of races and religion to be exact)is better and civilized than ours is definately unfair. As different people have various strength, worshipping other human creature that leads to handicapping our faith towards the Creator should be taken seriously.
Repentance... what gear to it? Inner or outside factor? Do all people have chance to repent? Hopefully we are amongst the chosen even we are not as obedient as angel..
Wow!! Am i too serious? If you feel like to agitate your inner self... go watch 'maut'... free promo...eheheh
People say that many things are different from before and nowdays. Children before were so obedient compare to modern kids. The kids before were followed parent's adviced. When the parents say no, means its a no. No compromise or discussion. Nowdays, when the children were told not to do things, they can ask the older back reasons why some things are prohibited. As for the older, just get prepared with reasonable answers or the kids will talk back or complaint. Thats the difference.
Talking about career, some people think that some jobs are easy compared to other job. How could they know? only by seeing it from far. Is it really easy or just looks easy? Doesn't mean that it looks easy, it is an easy job too. It is unfair to say so without experiencing it on their own. So, before we jump into conclusion, please take into account some possible reasons for some things.
i have never thought that i will be someone's wife 7 years ago. i thought that marriage is for perfect n beautiful people. falling in love is common but to own a love is impossible 4 me as well. Knowing him, don't even think to fall in love, nor sharing life with him too. Seems like everything happened very fast. i knew him, befriended, falling in love, engaged and now im still his wife. hope our 'jodoh' will last forever.
cant deny that from 2003-2009 many things happened. but as the older said, "asam garam kehidupan", both side have to compromise each other. That's the most essential quality a married couple should have. don't be jelous of any simple and easy things but rather investigate and have positive thinking ahead. insyaalah, everything would be fine. always pray 4 the best to Allah.
pejam celik, pejam celik... dah 1430 hijrah. dh bertambah lagi setahun umur kita semua. erm... thn neh my son masuk tadika. my hub n i sepakat daftarkan imran zamir kt tadika yg ader 3 medium bahasa; BM, BI n MANDARIN. nk tgk cemana our son trima ker tak bahasa ketiga tuh.
it has been a while since my last post. the internet connection is getting worse that make me think standard of our country's broadband development is so slow and outdated compare to the neighbouring country. i wonder when will our internet network would be stable as it always disturbed with the reason of 'upgrading the system' (what is upgraded actually..).
normally, when go surfing for the 1st day, the connection is satisfactory but then, the next day, things would be different. or, like the 1st week i obtained my broadband connection, the network was good and i thought it would be fine till the end. unfortunately, i was wrong. it became worse for the following week. sigh!!
because of the interruption, i spent hours and hours in front of my laptop, not because of loads of information that i gained, but due to waiting of the page to load successfully... so pathetic!!
being a teacher, i have the previlege of enjoying year-end school holiday before the new year. i am kinda thankful for that but sometimes i felt bored too. felt that maybe i could do something to improve my proficiency in anything of my interests. but, as i wrote earlier, procrastination is still a big and powerful enemy (lame excuse...again!!)
as long as we think that our enemy is stronger and mightier than us, we are a LOSER!! we know our weaknesses but we do nothing to make it better. yadda...yadda.... when am i going to kick all those things in my life??.....ehehehehe... do i have good answers for that? i hope so....
Cuaca hari ini terik. Kepanasan menyerbu di mana-mana. Ramai manusia mencari tempat teduh untuk berlindung. Ya, bukan sahaja bila hari hujan manusia perlu berlindung. Apabila panas juga manusia akan berlari ke mana sahaja asalkan mereka tidak disimbah cahaya matahari. Kepanasanitu tidak tertanggung oleh sesiapa bahkan apapun benda hidup. Hatta, jika pokok boleh berlari, sudah tentu segala tempat teduh tidak lagi dapat disinggahi manusia. Kebanyakan manusia yang lalu lalang di kaki lima itu disimbahi peluh. Yang lelaki menyapu peluh dengan sapu tangan. Kaum wanita pula tidak lekang dengan kertas tisu atau kertas pedap minyak. Ramai juga manusia tidak kira lelaki atau wanita, tua atau muda, kaya atau miskin, kecil dan juga besar berjalan di bawah payung yang berwarna-warni dan bermacam-macam saiz. Semuanya kerana mahu berlindung dari panas.
Razali duduk termenung di bangku tempat letak teksi. Dia seakan menjadi saksi keperitan manusia di sekelilingnya. Keperitan menahan cuaca yang maha panas. Tempat itu pula terletak betul-betul di seberang jalan sebuah hotel lima bintang. Seperti biasa, waktu makan tengah hari, hotel itu sentiasa dipenuhi dengan pekerja-pekerja kerajaan dan swasta yang ingin menikmati masakan kampung yang cukup terkenal di bandar itu. Sesekali Razali menoleh pada teksinya takut-takut ada penumpang yang inginkan perkhidmatan. Seketika, dia hampa tetapi masih tidak berputus harap. Razali kembali memerhatikan gelagat manusia yang keluar masuk dari hotel itu. Panas? Manusia yang baru keluar dari hotel itu semestinya tidak merasakan kepanasan di luar tadi kerana pendingin hawa dalam hotel tersebut menyejukkan mereka. Sekejap lagi mereka juga akan merasa apa yang dirasa oleh manusia di luar ini. Razali juga tidak terkecuali merasa bahang kepanasan itu. Baju putih yang dipakainya disimbahi peluh. Dia mengipas badannya dengan surat khabar harian yang dibelinya pagi tadi.
“Bang, pergi Mutiara boleh?”, suara seorang wanita mengejutkan Razali dari lamunan. “ Errr…boleh, boleh. Berapa orang?”
“ Seorang jer,” wanita itu menjawab.
Razali terkocoh-kocoh bangun dan melangkah ke teksinya. Dia sebenarnya hamper terlena dek kerana kepanasan. Bila panas, mulalah matanya terasa berat. Tambahan lagi, sudah lama dia menunggu penumpang di situ. Nasibnya baik, tatkala waktu makan tengah hari habis, ada pula penumpang. Memang rezekinya. Wanita itu menuruti langkah Razali dan mengambil tempat duduk belakang. Wanita itu masih muda. Dalam agakannya, dalam lingkungan 20-an. Dari mana dia muncul, Razali tidak pasti. Dia pun tidak mengambil pusing akan hal itu. Yang penting, wanita itu sudah berada dalam teksinya sekarang, menjadi penumpang.
Selepas beberapa minit perjalanan, wanita itu bersuara memulakan perbualan. Dari situasi semasa, cuaca dan keadaan trafik semuanya menjadi intipati perbualan antara wanita itu dengan Razali. Bagus juga, fikir Razali. Dapat menghilangkan mengantuknya yang masih bersisa.
“ Sekarang ni barang semua naik. Puncanya harga minyak naik. Jadi semua barang pun nak naik. Barang yang tak ada kena-mengena pun sama naik juga. Depa ni tak patut betul”, wanita itu merungut.
“ Dah situasi sekarang macam tu, dik. Nak buat macam mana. Nak tak nak, kena laa kita ni berjimat. Cakap pasal berjimat, pemandu teksi macam kami ni terasa tempias juga dek kerana orang nak berjimat,” berkobar-kobar Razali memberi pendapat.
“ Eh, macam mana boleh berlaku tu? Apa kaitannya pula ya?” soal wanita itu kehairanan. Mukanya berkerut-kerut. Buruk pula Razali melihatnya.
“ Yer lah. Orang nak berjimat. Yang ada kereta simpan jer kereta kat rumah. Pakai kereta bila terdesak jer. Bila nak pergi kerja, mereka naik pengangkutan awam. Pengangkutan awam banyak, lrt, monorel, komuter dan bas. Teksi? Tak masuk senarai. Itu yang saya cakap pemandu teksi rasa tempias pasal semua orang nak jimat ni.” Razali meluahkan apa yang terbuku di hati. Wanita itu terdiam. Dia menyambung,” Betul juga cakap abang tuh. Yerlaa, semua barang keperluan dan perkhidmatan naik mendadak. Gaji jer yang tak naik-naik kan? Apa kita nak buat? Sabar dan teruskan berjimat ajer lah.”
“ Betul tuh. Macam saya kerja macam ni, kena laa pandai uruskan duit yang saya dapat.” Razali meneruskan bicara. Jalan raya nampaknya belum sesak dan ini memberi peluang Razali lebih fokus berbincang isu-isu semasa dengan wanita itu. Nampaknya suasana dalam teksi seperti dewan rakyat.
“Uruskan macam mana? Kan abang kerja sendiri kan? Teksi ni masih sewa?”, bertalu-talu soalan dari wanita itu seperti bertih goreng. Razali menunggu masa sahaja untuk menerangkan banyak perkara yang orang lain mungkin tidak mengetahuinya.
“Macam ni, duit yang saya dapat hari-hari kena lah diuruskan dengan bijak, kalau tak, akhir bulan tak ada laa simpanan saya. Hari-hari kena jaga-jaga. Belanja kena berhemah. Contohnya, teksi ni masih sewa beli. Bulan-bulan tetap kena bayar macam orang beli keretajuga. Minyak oklah pasal tak mahal macam petrol. Permit, kalau dah mati kena renew balik. Pendek kata, banyak juga lah yang nk kena bayar bulanan untuk teksi ni saja,” Razali menerangkan dengan panjang lebar. Wanita itu pula mengiakan saja.
“Oh, sekarang baru saya tahu. Betul lah apa yang abang cakap tuh. Duit ni kalau tak ditadbir dengan betul, payahlah. Kena ada disiplin juga. Dah dapat duit kena tepikan untuk bayar hutang dan belanja tetap. Lebih pulak boleh laa nak simpan. Macam abang dah ada keluarga mesti susah kan? Nak tanggung anak bini lagi.”
Tiba-tiba Razali terasa sebak. Perkataan ‘anak bini’ itu sudah lama tidak wujud dalam kamus hidupnya. Sudah lama ungkapan itu tidak keluar dari bibirnya. Ya, ‘anak bini’. Bukan dia tidak pernah berkahwin. Namun, kenyataan hidup yang perit itu terpaksa ditelan oleh Razali.
“Anak bini? Erm… saya ni sebenarnya… isteri saya sudah lama meninggal…”, suara Razali tenggelam timbul menahan hiba.
“Oh, macam tu ke? Maafkan saya… habis tu, anak?” suara wanita itu sedikit kendur. Simpati bersarang dalam dirinya.
Soalan itu menambahkan lagi beban perasaan Razali. Sepanjang perkahwinannya dengan isteri tercinta, rezeki mereka bukan dikurniakan Allah melalui cahaya mata. “Anak angkat ada la, dik”, Razali menyambung.
“ Tentu sunyi hidup abang. Saya minta maaf sekali lagi sebab mengungkit kisah hidup abang.”
“ Tak apalah, dik. Ini ketentuan hidup saya. Mahu atau tidak, hidup mesti diteruskan. Dugaan Allah memang berat tetapi saya tidak boleh menyerah kalah. Kena tabah dan berdoa semoga Allah kurniakan ketenangan,” Razali meneruskan bicara hibanya.
“ Adik nak pergi Mutiara kan? Dah sampai tuh. RM 5 yer”, Razali mengubah perbualan.
Razali kembali ke tempat parkir teksi di depan hotel tadi. Jika tadi dia kepanasan dan mengantuk, kini dia merasa sedih pula. Sedih mengenangkan dirinya yang sunyi tanpa keluarga tercinta. Anak angkatnya pula telah kembali pada keluarga kandungnya dan Razali merasakan tidak patut pula dia menghalang niat anak angkatnya itu untuk pulang ke pangkuan keluarga asalnya.
Manusia tidak tahan dengan kepanasan. Sedaya mungkin, mereka akan berusaha menghindari dari berada di bawah terik matahari. Berusaha sebaik mungkin tidak berada di tempat yang tiada pengudaraan. Payung, kipas, tempat teduh, alat penyaman udara dan segala macam alat dicipta dan digunakan secara meluas untuk memberi keselesaan kepada manusia dari menghadapi kepanasan. Tetapi, mampukah manusia bertahan jika hidup sepi, seorang diri tanpa ditemani orang yang tersayang mengharungi hidup yang serba ‘panas’ ini?
(cemana? enjoy the story? ada bakat tak gua? ehehe..)
i think most of us have this bad attitude. bad attitude that is not easy to get rid of. no matter how successful the person is, there must be a little of this negative quality in him/her. procrastination can be due to laziness; that most of the people are facing with. when you are lazy, you will keep on postponing things that you need to do. laziness also due to disliking of doing particular things. for instance, mopping the floor. you keep on delaying to do the action. delay and delay but by the end, you have to do it also
procrastination kills your productivity. when you procrastinate, nothing will happen. your three-layered cabinet on your desk will be very heavy with piles of papers. the most paper will be placed at 'in' layer, nil on 'out' and more papers on 'k.i.v' section. so when you are going to fill in 'out' section? (sigh!)
people with procrastination will always give reason after a reason. take this case into account, my goal for today was to wash all my clothes. i think of doing it at night instead of doing it during daytime. why? coz the water pressure will be better at night compare during daytime. so, daytime, i was surfing, chatting, surfing, chatting till my body became aching. night came, 8 pm... i was still in front of the laptop... doing here and there things, pretending im the most busy person on earth and other planets. 9 pm..still in front here... 10...still here... and... until now im still here...what is the time now?... ya allah!!! what should i do? postpont again?..ehehhe
Kuih bunga tanjung merupakan sejenis kuih tradisional Melayu. Kuih ini popular di negeri Kelantan dan merupakan hidangan istimewa di sana. Ia merupakan sejenis kuih yang dibuat menggunakan telur bercampur tepung dan disira dalam air gula.
Kuih bunga tanjung berbentuk titisan air dan bewarna kuning. Ia dibentuk dengan menggunakan acuan dan dibentuk menurut cita rasa pembuatnya di dalam air gula.
Kuih buah tanjung agak cerewet membuatnya, dengan itu biasanya ia tidak buat dan dijual dengan meluas seperti kuih-kuih lain. Ia lebih kepada kuih istimewa bagi majlis istimewa seperti bagi merai majlis perkahwinan. Baki putih telur yang digunakan biasanya digunakan bagi membuat kuih tahi itik.
Nasi Kerabu literally means "salad rice". Kelantan has a variety of Nasi Kerabu. Nasi kerabu biasa (normal) or nasi kerabu putih (white) which comes with its own sambal tumis (a special coconut milk based gravy with local herbs and spices, with a hint of chillies) or Nasi kerabu Hitam (black) though the actual color is blue (after the rice is soaked and cooked with a local flower although some people use artificial equivalents) and nasi kerabu kuning (yellow) which use tumeric in the preparation of the rice. Nasi Kerabu Hitan and Kuning does not require a sambal tumis, instead, it has a watery chilly sauce which makes it slightly hotter. The “kerabu” (salad) could be any vegetables or edible leaves though the more or less standard version will have daun kesum, taugeh (bean sprout), thinly cut; long green beans, bunga kantan, cucumber (connoisseurs will insist “seeded”), and daun kadok. Apart from that it is also served with fried breaded fish, keropok keping, salted egg, "solok lada" (fish fillet and coconut-stuffed chillis), and pickled garlic (local gherkins)
today woke up late again. last nite we went to my in-laws. thought of sleeping when returning back but... my son urged to watch 'upin dan ipin' which was given by his aunt. sigh!! my wish to sleep early n wake up early as well has ruined. i ended up accompanied him watched all 17 series. alhamdulillah! each series was only 10 minutes.
i believe that since it was aired in tv9 last year, 'upin dan ipin' had gained respective attention not only the children but adults as well. moral values such as respecting elders, obligation to faith n religion, friendship etc that have been highlighted in the series will influence the children; bit by bit if not all in one go. for instance, when both of the twins asked for rewards when they have successfully fasting, the 'Opah' adviced them not to ask for something as rewards when doing things that is a must in religion. she stressed that to be a good boy, both of them must do it honestly. then, the twins accepted it in order to be a good boy and get good deeds. this scene fascinated me as it was so fine and not harsh to send message to small children towards understanding the religion better.
'upin dan ipin' can be viewed during fasting month each year and im always looking forward to watch it and witness its story line and how the production team deliver it to the audience.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
malas rasanya nk kemas rumah. dh lama sbnrnya x sapu umah neh. ank x laa ramai tp kuasa menyepah brgnya tuh...yaa, ampun!! kemas umah is a big thing to me...eheheh... dr last week free jek tp nk start kutip2 brg yg bersepah kt umah neh...bercintaaa!!!
tp, sy gagahi jugak...& akhirnya sy berjaya...yahuuu!! alhamdulillah... at least bersih juga lelantai neh dr segala mcm habuk, rambut dan segala mak nenek kotoran. nasib baik hubby jenis yg x kisah sgt. tp, kalau slalu dier bukak pintu umah blk dr kje, dan hari tuh sy x kje tp umah bersepah...lelama malu laa sndri...
lg 1 sbb sy kne rajinkan diri kemaskan umah neh, coz next week fmly dr kg nk mai. my mum nk hadir pd pesta konvo sy. alhmdulillah! tergolek terlentang blaja slama 3 thn akhirnya akan terbukti di atas sehelai ijazah yg akan sy jaja ke sana ke mari. bkn sbb nk mintak kje tp coz berpindah randah...eehheh apapun, puaslaa hati dpt tgk umah tak bersepah lg mcm tempat pembuangan sampah MBSA.eheheh...
sekarang neh, tak sabar2 nk tunggu ma, kakak, abg ipar dan anak2 buah dtg kt umah neh. mmg ini umah sewa saja, tp bila ada tetamu terutama keluarga, seboleh2nya sy mahu tetamu sy merasa selesa dgn layanan dan kemudahan yg ada. keikhlasan menyambut mereka juga akan membuatkan tetamu merasa tidak jemu dan serik untuk dtg lagi. betapa besar atau kecil sesebuah kediaman, jika tiada berkat dan keikhlasan menyambut tetamu, rumah itu akan nampak suram dan tiada keceriaan.
i always wanted to have comfort and easiness in surfing internet. before this, i've spent lots of money, time and energy in cyber cafe just to get connected with my friends, checking emails, searching for information etc. after a while, i got a meaningful gift from important person in my life, which are devices to connect to internet world. a bunch of happiness rushed all over to me and i am so thankful to have such an understanding husband who witnesses my thick and thin experience during searching for more and more things in my life. i hope my favourite thing will not be a destroyer to myself too as most of the time were spent here than real life. i hope it could be much more better when i can accept this my so-called lifestyle as easy, simple but meaningful. also, the hope of having time and discipline to manage this new blog.
