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Monday, August 31, 2015

Am I Stupid or am I STUPID?


Saturday, August 29, 2015

Is this what it has come down to?


Change before things start to deteriorate. I am so tire being the one arm army.


Fikir2kan ye....(think about it) where is this relationship heading.... Because one day when I really cannot take it anymore....I would just pack up and go!

My (Step) Grandmother...Normah binti Adam

It was a bit unusual that my aunt, Mak Lang, require assistance from my mom to care for their mother, my grandmother. Mak Lang was down with fever while Aunt Azizah had the chicken pox. They couldn't care for my bed-ridden grandmother because they were afraid it could be contagious to 'nenek'. It was the first time since my grand mother was bed ridden 5 years ago.

I admit I haven't been the filial grand daughter. I was much closer to her during my college years while staying with her. After that it was the an annual ritual visit during hari raya....

Do not prejudge or misjudge the content. I write in my own perspective. I do not have any intention to hurt any one's feelings.

Nenek is a cool lady. When my dad remarried, I gained another grandmother.....The first time I saw her or rather being introduced, I found it was way cool because at her age she smokes 555 cigarette brand. One day she vowed soon as she completed her haj, she would stop smoking cigarettes. And she did!

Nenek is so happy when her grandchildren comes for a visit. For the grandchildren, they visited nenek out of respect. She loves all of her grandchildren be it blood or non-blood related. I've been there...

Nenek loves to travel, she has been to Australia, the US, Bukit Tinggi in Sumatra, to visit her children and relatives.
Nenek, aunty Azizah and me in Adelaide, Australia.

We would know when nenek doesn't like something. She will spill it out jokingly and giggle a bit. When in actual fact, it's a No-No!

Nenek is really been taken care off well by Mak Lang who at the time was working and living in DC. Mak Lang loves nenek very much and it is her way of making up for all the lost time being away working abroad. I have never seen someone who loves her mother as much as Mak Lang. Nenek was her life.

So my mom drove down from Parit and stayed at Sheri's house. Sunday morning my mom drove to Klang and she told nenek hadn't eaten anything for 3 days...all she does is reciting Quran verses and fall in to naps in between. Monday evening I got a call from Sheri informing me that nenek has passed away around 6:15pm at the age of 65 years old.

To nenek,...even though I'd known you half of my life thank you for being my grandmother during my brief stay with you. All my life I have create distance with people. I can be cold at times.  I was afraid of getting too closed and attached. But as usual me being me, I will always build a wall in between because I was afraid of being hurt at the end. I didn't allow nenek to love me.....Semoga nenek di tempatkan di kalangan orang beriman....Al fatihah.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Happy 48 Birthday to my Other half.

Continuation from the earlier wedding posting....

Obviously we stayed on until reception hall was closed at 4 pm. Then we resume to my FIL's house in Ampang expecting relatives to drop by....which they did at 9pm. Dinner was satay and pizza and a few relatives tried out a new electric bed my FIL just purchased. You wouldn't belief how much he spent for it......all I can mention is 5 digits.....We left for Puchong way past midnight..I was already tired, sleepy n upset...I have not finished a birthday project for my other half. It is his hos birthday today. It was supposed to be the kids and my project but I couldn't wake up d kids early this morning.
So, quietly i woke up at 5 am  to start on it and now its 80% complete...the only thing left is the birthday greetings n a glass frame...to my other half, how hard it has been for our relation to sustain from our own faults n flaw, Allah will always be our guidance. Always appreciate of what we have n never take the kids n my love for granted....happy birthday n mudah2an Allah buka kan pintu rezeki you...in sya Allah....n the result is....a heart shape...hihihi....


An unfortunate incident at a wedding.

And this afternoon we were at another wedding....greeted our relatives and found a table to sit.....the moment I sat, I hurt my toe. This boy (in the picture) was rocking his chair back and forth and it landed on my toe. Wanna scream and push him off his chair because of the pain....


.....and this what happened to my toe....


A few of my friends jokingly suggested that these mishaps I experienced should be recorded and compile into a book....sounds ridiculous.....? Wallahualam.

Friday, August 7, 2015

Recognition Award

Yesterday was the staff townhall meeting attended by staff and WHO Representatives from all Regional Office. The guest of honor was our ADG. There were few familiar faces such as Mr Raul Thomas who is the WHO Rep from Brazzaville and of course John Kennedy now the DAF Director for SEARO. I was responsible for Mr Thomas reassignment from EMRO to AFRO whereas Mr Kennedy was once the Director of GSC. He was not a popular guy.

In the past I never even made any effort to attend our townhall meetings. Issues were raised, discussed but it was not a democratic decision. But this time I did after receiving a second e-mail asking that all staff to attend. With a heavy heart I did. A day before, Mustapha said maybe we should wear proper attire instead of our usual jeans and t-shirts just in case the ADG and other guest toured our department. So I did.

During the staff meeting, we were surprised that award was given out to the pioneer batch of GSC and myself included. Luckily what I had on was quite presentable when accepting the award.
Picture from my album.
All I can say, I have mixed feelings about the whole thing...bukan tak bersyukur. Memang bersyukur semua rezeki yg Allah berikan. My other half was very proud of my achievements. I think I am too...but why don't I feel elated? Most of my colleagues did not even discussed about the award. No one from GHR posted the award on their Facebook....even mine was returned back in the box after I snap 2 pictures of it.

Of course each and every of us have contributed and sacrificed our time and energy to build GSC as what it is today. That I cannot deny. Our contribution counts.

Only God knows why I am here and he knows how much I love what I am doing...I will pray that I am able to live to do what I love most at WHO.

To WHO GSC thank you for recognizing my dedicated service and loyalty.......do I sense bitterness?

Wedding Invitation that went wrong...

A couple of years ago I was invited to a relative's wedding,...well the mother of the groom was my dad's cousin. Since he was her first born, it was such a grand wedding held at the TUDM Air Force base in Jalan Sg Besi.

Upon arrival we were overwhelm by the number of guest which was already there....fuyooo...ramainya....my estimation there could be more than a 1000 guest. There were about 50 dining tables in the banquet hall and dozens more outside under the tent.

Credit to lynndamya.blogspot.com.

We walked around to look for familiar faces and found  a few of my aunts and cousin under one of the tent next to the banquet hall. So we stood and chit-chat since we were not able to find any empty seats what else table. All were fully occupied. There were empty tables but without chairs, so how to seat? By that time I was getting pissed off...but I control myself for the sake of my mom and my 2 children. Obviously the groom parents were quite busy meeting and greeting their guests and did not display interest in making sure the relatives were seated or properly dined.

I moved on to look for something to eat. There were 3 food station outside and the queue was equally long. I decided, ok, sure why not stand in the queue...when it was about my turn they ran out of rice.....

Then I moved on to another buffet table but this time there was no clean plates. Yikes!

Finally at the last buffet table I manage to get whatever's left and brought for my mom and kids to eat. Not much but it'll do.

Then I got more pissed off when there was no clean glasses to drink. The waiter or server was way to busy but the are not refilling any food or drinks! I purposely picked up a few dirty glasses left on the table went to the dish washing area and washed the glasses myself while at the same time my mouth was cursing. When I am done I stood up and glared at the waiter who was standing close by.

After an hour we decided to go back but I was hungry like hell. I hadn't eaten anything! After dropping off my sister and mom in Subang Jaya, I headed home....but stopped by at a mamak stall to 'ta-pau' maggie goreng!

This I will never forget....pergi kenduri tapi tak dapat makan....may be not my day and bukan rezeki I....huhhuhu....

More to come on my adventures....stay tune.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Engagement's Party

Hi.
I know...its been a while but I couldn't find the time to sit through a descent story. My mind is always filled with office work...in fact I am supposed to catch up with my work now...but the compliment I received from a work colleague this afternoon motivated me to write tonight. There are times I feel so inspired....thanks bro.

So, today a colleague walked up and told me that as of lately he has been following up my blog...Hahaha...I was embarrassed since there was no update since April. The story was there but updating in Facebook seems to be more faster, fun and entertaining.

Anyway, this weekend we will be attending a relative's wedding in Sungai Buaya, Rawang. It made me want to share this story of what happened to me at an engagement party. It was 13 Dec 2014 and the bride to be is the daughter of my neighbor.

Writer's personal picture.

I had my hair done at my local hair salon and spent RM45. All dressed with my children we walked next door to the engagement party. After sitting inside and listening to the elderly's conversation, the ring was put on the future bride and viola....!!! They were engaged. So there were picture sessions and I made my way out to the food area. Most tables were fully occupied. No one offered us a place to sit even though there were tables with only 2 guest. I spotted a few empty seats at another table and the lady sitting at the table just looked at me as though she was saying, "Hmmm...I wonder who can this be? Haven't seen her around..."and her eyes started to follow me.

Feeling pissed I finally found an empty table way out of the tent and next to a standing fan. Great! At least I will feel cooler sitting next to a fan. Than it drizzled a little. The sky was turning dark....Unbeknownst to me, it was the biggest mistake sitting next to the fan....my RM45.00 Jlo's hairdo now looks like Einstein's!! I keep on pressing my hair down...No wonder no one sat at the table!

On an off I had had bad experience when attending wedding engagements or private functions. The above in an instance.  I want to share another incident at a wedding I attended 2 years back in my next posting.

Take care.