Just Musing

Salam, everybody... Still not feeling good after the long weekend. My back is troubling me especially so when I sit. Thus, sitting down to surf the net or even blogging has been put off for the time being. Strange, I could stand for hours at ends without feeling the pain. Presently, I'm on some medication prescribed by cousin doctor, 
Dr Azlan Helmy, or known to us by his endeared name, Che Lan. It was by chance that I met him during our uncle's funeral in Kuala Kangsar on Hari Raya Haji recently. We managed to catch up again at my family home that very evening when he came with his family for 'beraya'. So it seemed he has been giving us consultation and medicines minus the hefty fee! Hey, I was not the only one who sought his opinion, you know... Thanks Che Lan!

Oh yes, just to update about the passing of Ayah Kama, my aunt's (mum's cousin) husband. He died on the eve of Hari Raya Haji which coincided with malam Jumaat. He had been in Ipoh Hospital for about three weeks due to some complication to the brain. Seeing the familiar faces at his funeral I realised how close-knit our family were. Most of us ranged from first cousins to third cousins but we were more of siblings. Although the late Ayah Kama was only an uncle by marriage, we were all saddened by his demise and I sure felt it when Imran, my first cousin's child, was seen crying his eyes out during 'berkafan'. A small boy like him understood the meaning of death in the family. Come to think of him living in Kuala Lumpur but see a lot of her mother's families in this side of Perak.

Okay, this is all for now. Am starting to cook lunch now....

p/s I would like to welcome my cousin, Wan Ahmad Nasroun Wan Salman to my blog. Thanks for finding Kak Lili here. Yeah, I need some family from my father's side too! :)

Salam Aidil Adha

Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha kepada semua Muslimin dan Muslimat yang sudi singgah ke teretak Ateh Lili ni.

Dalam sakit-sakit ni, akaq tetap jugak balik ke Ipoh nak merai bersama bonda tercinta dan keluarga yang ada disana. Tak kiralah, kalau Kak Lina tak dapat balik sebab Abang JR bertugas invigilate calon-calon SPM. Rasa-rasanya, yang selalu tak miss datang makan-makan ni.... tentulah... Yeop and family... dan... mungkin juga big boss kat Proton City tu!


Okay, nak bersiap-siap dah... nak jemput Cik Min kat office... (ye... dia kerja gak ari ni walaupun dah ambil cuti....makan hati weh...)


Wassalamm....

Glambert!

It has been two weeks my pinggang is giving much pain. The doctor's prescription has completed but the pain still persists. It was better two days ago, and today I had to confine myself in bed all the time. Adeh....  Kalau balik Ipoh awal, kesian pulak kat 'ncik kena jaga Ateh.... so best if I rest at home.

Anyway, when a cyber friend feed me with her recent addiction of  that Glambert thingie on twitter.... hehe.... I'm all agog like a teenage girl all over again. One thing for sure, she is not aware that I've started blogging again. If only she knew.... I guess, she'll freak!

We both love this song from our Glambert....hehe...Adam Lambert.....



p/s: someday Lake, someday.... who knows, you'll find me here - Em

That One Person

Phew! School's out and I'm all relax at the moment. No hassle of fixing breakfast, searching hi and lo for MyC's missing stuff in the morning nor putting up with her tantrums. Yes, she does that... my fifteen year old still throws tantrums. No wonder she did not last long at MRSM Langkawi...hehe...she could not be the same there!

With the school holidays, everyone in the family wants to be with this person. The person who would cook scrumptious lunches, who would allow the children to play in her bedroom.... lepak-lepak until they turn the room upside down. The person is my mother, the children's Opah. Here's one for the album.....

Here's Opah with some of her grandchildren....

 

Here's Opah with her nephew, Shazalli....

 Her adorable great grand-daughters...Alisya & Aqish...

Well, Opah is not the only reason we're looking forward to.... hmm....

 ..hehe...rambutans and of course this fella, Qarim...our official photographer so that we could cam-whore at every angle and at every event ....

So let's balik kampung... er..in my case here....balik bandaraya Ipoh!

Words Don't Come Easy...

I'm not good at this. Not good in imparting comforting words for the sick or the dying. I do the consoling in my heart hoping the sick or the dying will pluck my thoughts out of my head and understand my concerned. It is not them that I fear most for having to endure the pain; it is me.... because ... I had seen the miserable looks of a very sick boy. I wish and I wish and I wish....and how I wish.... I could turn back the clock - to the day when he complained of agonizingly painful sensation around his neck. He was already nineteen, well-built and shouldn't be seen nagging about his 'sore-throat'.... that was what I thought. The most I could tell him was, when it was time for breaking fast in one Ramadan day 2002, to 'drink a lot of water and take some painkiller'. Easy as that. And when his nose bled not with runny blood but congealed dark red blood, that was the sign we did not expect what illness he was to contract.

About a few weeks after Hari Raya that year, we were distraught  when we found out our sister's eldest son was down with Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma and was at stage four. I repeat, he was only nineteen. But all hopes were not lost. Still, it was wee too late for my sister's family... Allah love him more. He succumbed to the deadly but otherwise curable disease on a Thursday night of July 31st 2003.
He was gone. The quiet and obedient boy we all loved to tease for being too attached to his mother, was gone! All of us, especially his 'bosom' cousins were devastated but accepted his loss as ineluctable fate.

I write this piece as a spin-off from my niece, Nadea's posting a few days ago about her missing her brother. Reading her entry brought tears to all of her caring aunts and cousins and mostly her mother, Kak Lina. I heard she cried buckets.
She usually does... oopps...sorry...

If I only I could be wise with words, I would have said to my late nephew, Aizal Marzuki, " Bertahan ye...kita pergi hospital" instead of that regretful, " minum air banyak-banyak lepas berbuka..."

Me and my weight we got issues.......

......don't know if I should gain some or stop losing few...
Damn I wish that I could resist the juice...
Can't decide if I should eat nenas or lots of rice
Me and my weight we got issues,issues,issues
We got issues issues issues....
(....to the tune...."Issues" by The Saturdays)

Itulah dia. Bila kurus sikit cepat jer orang noticed. "Apasal cengkung sangat ni? Cik Min tak bagi makan ke?"
Bila rasa akaq dah put on weight pulak, tak de orang tegur.
"Eh, biasa jer I tengok you, Lili. You tinggi, so tak nampak beza. Kurus gak!"

Problem is, my wardrobe. I have seven pairs of M&S pants that do not fit me anymore. And they're not cheap in the first place... To alter them means to lose their exquisite cutting. To wear them... er... macam pakai seluar pinjam pulak. Save for one black M&S, but I wouldn't want to be seen wearing it day in day out.

With November and December fill with weddings invites, I'll possibly have a tough time adjusting to my baju kurungs which by now look like massive tents, if I ever want to wear one. You see, I had them made all in one go early each year. By April or so, I started losing weight. So, imagine lah....nak korek balik baju lama-lama, jangan haraplah... samada dah sedekah atau tak elok langsung.

Only solution is to go back to Ipoh during the school holidays and start packing the extra needed pounds to fit into all my good outfits. Maybe I forget that age is catching up with me, hence the lost of appetite, the losing sleeps and what-not.

Alright, I'm outta here. We're going out to have lunch... at where else if not....you-know-where!

Just Another Day

Early this morning I predicted the weather would be as gloomy as yesterday. While going about my chores, I had my usual caffeine fix and of all the food I craved, keropok happened to be my choice. Datang laa hari malas itu... Malas nak makan... malas nak bersiap... malas nak masak.... and berjelalah listnya.
But when the sun suddenly shone brightly as I was pottering about the house (ye lah...kerje rumah mane pernah habis kan..kan..kan?), I just had to drop everything I was doing. I showered, got dress and before I knew it I was on the road heading to the beach. It was such a beautiful day and it would hurt so much staying indoors.
Ah, this is it... the sea has always been my escape when I need to clear my mind. I stood by the low retaining wall feasting my eyes on the vast open sea. I could see the island from here and it was a delightful sight. Unlike yesterday, when it rained and the island was only a silhouette. Every time I 'lost' the island I felt a twinge inside me that made me sad for awhile and for reasons I could not comprehend. Anyway, laut pagi ini tersangatlah cantiknya.... dan tetiba jer teringin nak makan kari kepala ikan! Terbayang kari kepala ikan kat Hameediyah.... tapi masak sendiri sedap lagi kot....

Meluru ke pasar... dah dekat benar dari pantai BA ni. Hopefully, dapat ikan baru. Alhamdulillah... dapat juga kepala ikan jenahak. Balik rumah, sambung semula dengan laundry and straight away did the cooking. By noon, I was famished. Apa tah lagi bau kari kepala ikan munusuk kalbu... alahai... Tak sempat nak tumis sayur... buat sambal belacan  aje. AND....ngap sorang-sorang!

Eh, lupa pulak..sebelum balik dari pasar tadi, sempat jenguk Kak Zah.... hehe..just to check their new car... ish...ish...ish.... PJJ... my PJC is sooooo ancient, peeps!