What a Year!

A year full of surprises. Some pleasant, some sad ones.

A year full of changes. My prayers were answered.

A year full of activities. Enjoyed every single bit of it.

A year full of travelling. More is yet to come.

*Semoga tahun depan menawarkan ketenangan, kebahagiaan dan keberkatan.
**Semoga ketabahan menjadi perisai dan penawar dalam mengharung tugas-tugas rasmi dan tugas-tugas wajib.
***Selamat maju jaya kepada diriku dan kepada semua manusia di muka bumi ini.

SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL ADHA KEPADA SEMUA!

Do You Have The Heart To Hurt This Child?

Sungguh menyakitkan hati dan sedih membaca about the trial of a stepmother who murdered a boy, Syakir, in Ampang Jaya. When I first read kisah ni semalam, Mak Lijah terus telefon Danish to tell him that I love him - an instantaneous act of a mother.

To add to this was the story about the Pakistan man who poured the gasoline on to his stepchild. What kind of human is that?

How could anyone have the heart to hurt a small child? Ni sampai bunuh anak kecil yang tak berdosa dan tak berdaya melawan tu. Perangai apa namanya tu? Binatang pun tak bunuh anak. Sakit sungguh hati ni.

Ramai isteri-isteri yang sedang berusaha untuk mendapatkan anak, dan manusia macam ini tergamak membunuh anak kecil itu. Apa lagi yang dapat dikatakan mengenai manusia berhati syaitan seperti itu?

Manusia Berhati Syaitan

MANUSIA APA NAMANYA NI? PATUT DICURAHKAN PETROL JUGA KAT LELAKI TAK GUNA NI DAN DIBUAT UNGGUN SAJA.


‘Anak menggelupur dijilat api’

KOTA BHARU 13 Nov. – Seorang isteri tidak menyangka lelaki warga Pakistan yang menjadi suaminya tiga bulan lalu sanggup membakar ibu mertua dan anak tirinya dengan petrol di rumah mereka di Kampung Bukit Payung, Pasir Akar, Jerteh, pagi semalam, hanya kerana perselisihan kecil.
Che Rohani Deraman, 28, berkata, dia cuba membantu tetapi terlambat kerana ketika itu mangsa, Siti Hajar Abdullah, 64, bersama cucunya, Nurul Isyirah Mohd. Halmi, 3, dan jiran, Banu Dagang, 67, sudah menggelupur kesakitan setelah api menyambar pakaian mereka.
Berikutan itu, Nurul Isyirah yang melecur hampir seluruh badan dimasukkan ke Unit Rawatan Rapi (ICU) Hospital Universiti Sains Malaysia (HUSM) Kubang Kerian dan keadaannya dilaporkan stabil manakala Siti Hajar yang terbakar hampir 30 peratus dirawat di Wad 4 HUSM.
Jiran mereka, Banu yang hanya melecur di bahagian belakang badan dan kaki, diberi rawatan sebagai pesakit luar.
Che Rohani yang ditemui di HUSM hari ini berkata, perkahwinan kali kedua tiga bulan lalu yang dianggap boleh membawa lebih kebahagiaan bagi keluarganya, akhirnya menimbulkan musibah dan dia serik untuk meneruskan perkahwinan tersebut.
Sebelum kejadian, Che Rohani, ibu kepada seorang anak itu menceritakan dia berselisih faham dengan suaminya kerana melengah-lengahkan urusan untuk memperbaharui pasport dan dia (Che Rohani) keberatan untuk menemaninya ke Pejabat Imigresen.
‘‘Ekoran itu, dia merungut lalu bergegas keluar dari rumah sebelum balik semula dengan membawa bersama petrol yang diisi dalam kampit plastik.
‘‘Ketika itu, ibu saya (Siti Hajar) bersama jiran yang ternampak suami saya, menegurnya kerana membawa petrol ke dalam rumah lalu terjadi pertengkaran,” ujarnya.
Dalam pertengkaran kira-kira pukul 9 pagi, anaknya yang ketika itu berada di dapur berlari keluar untuk melihat nenek dan bapa tiri bergaduh, sebelum suspek yang menjalankan perniagaan permaidani dari rumah ke rumah mencurah bahan api lalu menyalakannya.
‘‘Sebaik saja Nurul Isyirah berada bersama neneknya, tiba-tiba api terus menyambar dan membakar ketiga-tiga mereka.

Citarasa

Hari ni masuk hari ke 18 kita berpuasa. Mak Lijah betul-betul mati kutu. Tak tau nak buat lagu mana dah. Anak-anak Mak Lijah ni, bukan setakat ada taste masing-masing yang sangat-sangat berbeza, ditambah pula dengan hangin hari-hari tertentu bab pilihan lauk berbuka puasa. Tak taulah angin monsun ka... angin xanane ke.. apakebendenya... Letih betul nak cari idea ni. Macam-macam dah Mak Lijah masak. Ayam masak merah, sup tulang, ikan taucu, ikan kukus, ketam, udang, you name it lah... Kalau hari baik, memang licin lah apa saja yang Mak Lijah masak. Kalau mari hangin tu...

Semalam sebelum sampai rumah, Mak Lijah singgah sekejap kat a small bazaar Ramadhan untuk beli air kelapa for Kakak. Sambil tu, TERbeli juga dua ketul ayam goreng berempah dengan 3 biji pegedil.

Bila sampai rumah, Mak Lijah pun masak lemak cili padi ikan patin, kerang, sayur buncis dll. yang Mak Lijah kira okaylah dengan citarasa budak-budak tu yang suka masak lemak apapun. At the same time Putiha pula bagitau kata ada 2 biji telur retak masa dia alihkan dari bekas ke dalam fridge. Mak Lijah pun suruhlah dia goreng dadar je telur tu daripada busuk dok dalam fridge dalam keadaan tak sempurna dan contaminated.

Tiba jer masa berbuka, both Abang and Kakak tenung je hidangan atas meja tu. What? Anything wrong?

Abang hanya makan telur dadar (sahaja), Kakak only took the ayam goreng yang Mak Lijah beli tadi, while Danisy happily eating all-he-can sayur buncis dan kerang. Adehh.... Hari ni nak masak apa pulak?

We started from the hotel at 7.00 am on a cool, windy and drizzly morning. We were all excited of the trip out of Auckland sebab baru ada peluang nak melihat the landscape of New Zealand. I was especially excited and keep on reminding the driver to make sure the trip would include the visit to a farm.

We stopped by here to stretch ourselves after about 1.5 hours of drive out of Auckland on our way to Rotorua. Mind you.. kat Cambridge ni... Such a beautiful small town. Minum capuccino dalam sebuah cafe yang cantik, located in a building used to be a small church.

Cantik betul bangunan ni dan landscape di kawasan sekitarnya. Kalau tak silap, ni pejabat majlis perbandaran diorang.

This one... was a dream come true. Sejak tingkatan 1 lagi dah dream nak pergi farm to feed the lamb.

Yang ni kat Mt. Eden. The green grass tu adalah bekas kawah gunung berapi.

Kakak and Danisy makan eskrim kat Dressmart. Eskrim? Issh.. budak-budak ni... Sejuk kemain kat luar pun boleh makan eskrim lagi.

Too many sad news. Cannot cope.
Maybe I should go back to those happy moments we went through while we were in NZ.

Kat sini we saw the biggest geyser (pronounced as gee-sir) named after some Prince and Princess. Apart from this place, there were many, many other geysers all over Rotorua. Some even within the court-yards of the residents. It was a very interesting geographycal visit.

Us, after watching the Maoris buat persembahan. The driver who took us to Rotorua told us that a research by an academician found out that the Maori ancestors actually came from Taiwan.

At a beautiful lake, me and princess.

Today was a sad day. I was supposed to be spending the day in pleasure which include cooking a complete meal for the breaking of fast. But the sad news came at about 11.00 am today and the whole family mourned the loss.

Someone we knew, who came into our lives some nine years ago, passed away at 6.20 am today, the fourth day of Ramadhan. She has been in coma for almost three months after an accident which should not have happened, and today, her sufferings ended. I never thought that she would leave us so soon or in fact leave us at all. But she has lost her fighting will although she was already showing some improvements. She lost the battle to lack of moral support and encouragement to live.

When she's around, we didn't really notice her because she was like part of our family, part of our lives. Now that she's really gone that we felt the missing portion of our routine. She won't be there anymore to help us whenever I wanted to organise a gathering. And this Ramadhan would be different without her helping us baking the cookies for Hari Raya. Putihah missed her dearly. So does my neighbour.

Semoga dosa-dosa beliau diampun dan semoga Allah mencucuri rahmat ke atas rohnya. Al Fatihah.

Congratulations

con·grat·u·la·tion (kn-grch-lshn, -grj-, kng-):

The act of expressing joy or acknowledgment, as for the achievement or good fortune of another.


It was on a late Tuesday morning when I got this shocking proposition. And this has to happen in Bangkok. Honestly, it was shocking coming from THE someone and for THAT purpose. I repeat, it was the "shockingest" moment of my entire life.


And later I started receiving this wishes from a few people. Really, does it worth being wished CONGRATULATIONS? I don't know. I don't know what I felt or what to feel. Do I deserve being congratulated? I keep on asking myself and back to the people who wished me so.