terima kasih

to nana who gave this link to me. and originally to the person who gave this link to her.

because you just made me realize for the things that i've taken for granted
and the things that i should have been grateful for
and the things that i should fight for.

please watch the link above. an interesting video.

LAMPU TRAFIK

SAM public exam.

Someone said: So, its near the corner already...

I said: No. I'm already at the traffic light waiting for it to turn green, honey.

So, to everyone who's going to sit for the first SAM paper tomorrow, I wish you all the best and good luck! And may that good luck token be with you until the last day of exam.

Don't break a leg, break both of your legs!!! *peace*

a story about two girls and a crab

characters:
me
kakngah
abg fendi
the "Crab"

location:
the kitchen

scene 1:
Daddy's friend came to visit our house in Kuantan one morning. So came along the "Crab" as a friendly souvenir from him. Ah, here's the interesting part:

"the crab is alive and it comes with a pail"
.....I guess the pail is also a part of the souvenir from daddy's friend....

Daddy brought the pail, with the living crab in it, to the kitchen, for me and kakngah to cook for lunch.

scene 2:

me: Ketam ni hiduplah kakngah....macam mana nak proses ek?

kakngah: ntahla.......

me: mmm....i think...we kena buat macam nak masak siput sedut kot....

kakngah: siput sedut??

me: ala....kan siput sedut kan tak hidup dalam air tawar..(ntah betul ke tidak)...sebab tu kita rendam dulu dalam air paip...bagi dia mati...

kakngah: hmm..ya kot...

me: lagipun..., ketam ni kan hidup air masin...mesti dia mati kalau kita rendam dia dalam air paip..hehe...(pandai2 buat inferens sendiri)

kakngah: kk...haa..diknun letakla air paip dlm baldi tu dulu..kita siapkan rencah dulu...


scene 3:
I put water into the pail...about half of the pail i think...and i can see te crab tingling around...right then i wonder if crabs can really swim...but i left the thought to be idle..

after 30 minutes: the crab is still tingling around. its definitely a sign that its still alive.

kakngah: tak mati pun nun...

me: hmm...kena tambah air kot...

so I dengan selamba ambik air dan tambahkan paras air dalam baldi tu....

crab: air yang hampir penuh membuatkan ia berjaya panjat ke mulut baldi dan meloloskan diri dari terkurung dalam baldi..

me and kakngah: mata bulat...berundur ke belakang...

crab: moving towards kakngah and "me" with its fast feets...

me and kakngah: shouting with fear while running out of the kitchen.


scene 4:
Abg fendi came to the rescue. I dont know how, but he managed to trap the crab and put it back into the pail.

me: THATS IT! I'm putting hot water into this thing!!
and poured the boiling hot water into the pail.

me and kakngah can see the steam coming out from the pail. The crab turned red in colour and stopped moving. We just guessed that its finally dead.

final act:
it didnt take long for us to cook the crab bcuz its already half cooked. And it came out from the kitchen as "Ketam masak lemak cili api".

-end of story-

ps: the crab still tasted good and i ate with delight.heh.

funeral blues - W.H Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

ps: I watched "Four Weddings and a Funeral" the other day and came across this beautiful poem which was read by one of the character in the story. I find it amusing in how such modern items mentioned in the poem can make it sound so classic at the same time. heh. Just something to share with everyone.

adik tukang foto

I was always fascinated with beautiful moments captured in photos whenever i saw them since i was little. But i never really had the guts and enough passion to actually learn the skills of photography and take it seriously. My first encounter with photography skills was when i was in my early years of highschool. I was trying to take a picture of Gunung Jerai which can be seen from my grandparents' house. But it didnt look right and i was frustrated with the results. My brother was beside me and taught me my first lesson in photography right there and then.

Not long after i came to know that my brother was somehow passionate about photography. He took up photography as one of his hobby while he was studying in Indonesia. His wife would say that it was his way out from stress and keeps him sane. Then I got to see how his pictures grew more beautiful with the years. After I went to Indonesia for his convocation, I got the chance to play with his then Nikon D70. I came back and decided to try it. It's a little girl's dream but why let it dissolve with time without making it real? Took a class about photography and bought my first dslr, Canon 1000d, which cost me a fortune. Heh. But I must say, it was worth every penny. Although I have to come clean and be honest about my lack of experience and skills in photography, I would like to believe that my photos too, like my brother's, will grow better with the years.

Out of hundreds snaps that I've taken with my 1000d, I must say, there's only a few that really caught me by heart and that I'm really proud of.

This was taken in bukit bintang, kl. I had an adventurous and must I say, fun, trip around Kl with Anis.

Both were taken in the public pool in KLCC. Seeing the smiles and laughs on these kids faces reminds me of happy times. But I must say, I favour the second one better.

The picture was snapped in Cherating. After a few changes in photoshop, this is the result. I hated the grains thats visible on the photo but later I grew fond of it as I realized how it gave the photo a different texture from the others that I've taken before. It reminds me of the word 'retro'. haha

ps: I'm not quite sure on why i wrote this post. Maybe its one of those times when I would reminisce over the past choices I've made, was it right, and how I've progressed. In this case, I'm glad to say that its not oneof those times when I would thought "What if i made a different decision..", coz I know those times would mean something I've regretted of doing.

What i want to share?
---you're going to make choices; you're going to challenge; you're going to say why not; you're going to figure out how to do things that have never been done before

i'm a bitch i'm a lover

I hate the world today
You're so good to me, I know
But I can't change

I tried to tell you but
You look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet

Yesterday I cried,
Must have been relieved
to see the softer side

I can understand why
you are so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
all rolled into one

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover,
I'm a child, I'm a mother,
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint,
I do not feel ashamed,

I'm your hell, I'm your dream,
I'm nothing in between,
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
this may mean you'll
have to be a stronger man

rest assured that when
I start to get you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
and today won't mean a thing

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover,
I'm a child, I'm a mother,
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint,
I do not feel ashamed,

I'm your hell, I'm your dream,
I'm nothing in between,
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

Just when you think
You got me figured out
The seasons already changin'

I think its cool
You do what you do
And don't try to change me

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover,
I'm a child, I'm a mother,
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint,
I do not feel ashamed,

I'm your hell, I'm your dream,
I'm nothing in between, You know you wouldn't want it any other way

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover,
I'm a child, I'm a mother,
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint,
I do not feel ashamed,

I'm your hell, I'm your dream,
I'm nothing in between,
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease,
I'm a goddess, on my knees,
When you hurt, when you suffer,
I'm an angel under cover

I'm a nunI'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

---this song is addictive....

21 Ramadhan

Salam.

Ali kw menghembuskan nafasnya yg terakhir. Pesan trakhir buat anaknya, "Bertakwalah kepada Allah." Ucapannya yang terakhir, "Fuztu wa RABBil Ka'bah (Aku telah menang demi Tuhan Ka'bah)." Kita menangisi kematiannya. Dia meninggalkan kita untuk bertemu dengan KEKASIHnya.

Pernah Ali kw membeli 2 pasang baju baru yang sama mutunya. Orang bertanya mengapa sampai 2? Ali kw menjawab, " 1 untuk aku dan 1 lagi untuk Qambar pembantuku." Seorang yang lumpuh dan miskin dirawat dan dibersihkan oleh Ali kw setiap pagi sebelum menjalankan tugas sebagai khalifah. Sebaik saja si lumpuh menerima khabar kematian Ali kw, beliau terus meratap sayu setelah menyedari yang merawat dan membersihkannya setiap pagi adalah seorang khalifah.

Saiyidina Abu Bakar ra pernah mendengar Nabi saw bersabda, "Memandang wajah Ali adalah ibadah." Sekarang Ali kw dah pergi. Yang tinggal hanyalah kembarnya iaitu Quran. Pandanglah Quran dan faqir, kita sedang memandang Ali kw. Terima kasih Rabbi kerana menjadikan Ali kw untuk kami ikuti. Salawat.

ps: sorry tak kongsi tazkirah2 pakcik sejak awal lagi. yg dpt through sms, harap dpt sebarkan. insya-allah.