YoU R EveRyThinG to ME.

These pics are long time overdue.
The first time I saw him in those actions below, I was about to cry....
He has grown up to be a cute lil' boy...
Well frankly I missed all those days ...
Those days when he first learned to crawl, to jump, to giggle ...
He is the only apple of my eyes...
He is the madu and racun
He is everything to me!

 




With his Lil Tot's friends ... the first time I saw him 'dancing'.

He'll be leaving his Lil Tots soon...
Something that I am fear of..
Fear of the new friends that he will meet
Fear of the so called influence...
...so many fears that I wouldn't want to imagine..

Tak hafal steps...tengok kawan sebelah.

 

 

Hey nasik goreng ...hey bubur kacang ....

Joget Lagu Melayu - Ala payung la payung ketipang payung....

                               The lead dancer...

A tribute to P Ramlee - Story of Haji Bakhil's maids...

 

 

 

If only I could turn back the clock..
These were some of the moments that I would like to rewind over and over again ...

We WeRe At The PeAK!

I've listened to some of the songs from an Indon group by the name of Wali ....
For about 3 days I've been listening to the same songs... and I think I kinda like one or two songs sang by this group...

Well... that was the only entertainment that I could listen to on the road... Thank God ada Wali... kalau tak... ??? and perhaps that was the only CD that Wahyu has in his mpv!

From Kawah Putih to Punchak... according to Wahyu will take few hours. I didnt really bother at first since I was not the one driving... heheheh...

But again, to avoid terrible traffic jam (as it was weekend), Wahyu didnt take the highway... but instead he took the normal road heading to Jakarta. Well.... I had to salute this guy... he didnt even smoke while driving.. All 3 of us slept like nobody business... (I pity him for that at last...). But there was nothing that we could do...

The scenery around the village during our journey to Punchak reminded me of my journey to Agra and Jaipur, India. This country (from what I noticed with my own naked eyes) was lacked of basic infra. The road, the town planning ...it was just haywire to me... But still the people can live and continue with their living... Or maybe they are used to it... Someone told me before... dont get used to something... It will make you no better person... banking on this situation, I think they are deprived of their basic needs as citizens...

According to Wahyu... some community even raised their own fund to get the road properly paved and maintained. Where is the relevant party/ authority then? Only God knows. At this point I am glad that I am Malaysian.. something that I never ever regret for the rest of my life!

We had lunch at another Sundanese restaurant. This time round, we requested Wahyu to join us ... even though he was at first very reluctant. We ordered fish, chicken, vege... all  to be cooked and served in Sundanese style... After the 3rd day, I concluded that I will never like Sundanese food... Not to my taste at all...

We took the opportunity to get to know each other better with out tour guide who like to talk to Amir and make jokes with that kiddo as well.

After lunch we continued our journey to the peak. I saw Wahyu fagged.... to take away all the stress maybe while driving just now. It was not only the road but the traffic as well ... it was a double night mares.

We reached at the top at 7.00pm. Hotel Surya Indah... the place is as beautiful as its name..
Cold and freezing...
Nyaman sekali...

Take a sneak peak at the photos below:

Taichi act 1.

Not so taichi...

Another movement ...

"Nak bagi Anis " (his cousin sister) ...he said...

The chalets...

A shot from Amir

We traveled down back to Bandung after staying over night at Punchak.
It was a tiring journey but a good one.
This time, our trip to Bandung has no shopping as one of the itineraries..
Yup we did it...
Amir was the one who really enjoyed the trip..
We were amazed that he behaved himself...
But too bad...
I had flu..once we landed..
and Hub fell...on the very first night!

StoNe CoLD !

At Kawah Putih...

Hahahah... the title of the entry has nothing got to do with this post except... the word CoLd...


 We were at Kawah Putih on our 3rd day. Before arriving Kawah Putih, Wahyu took us to Cibaduyut ( a place where all kinda leather is offered).

Nice place.. I have been here once... but this time round I really appreciate this place. Maybe that was the reason why I bought myself a new luggage... hahahah...  What a lame excuse eh?

Before going down to Kawah Putih.

We arrived Kawah Putih at about 10.30 am. Wahyu bought us the tickets for the shuttle. I wonder why most of the places that we visited was very cold... and it was about to rain as well...

We bought face masks once arrived as the smell of the sulfur was a bit disturbing especially to Amir; He kept on closing his nose...

Amir with his face mask on...  

Kawah Putih is an area of non active volcano..
The area was hazed and the water was a bit warm...
There were few sign boards not allowing visitors to swim...
hahahah... I wonder who would even wanna swim there...





More photos....

Nothing much to see at Kawah Putih except for the haze, the cooling and breezing weather...
I"ve never thought that Indon has such good places to visit.
I think this time round my trip to Bandung is worth ... the money, the journey and the experience...

TraNs StuDIo .. HeRe We CoME!

Telling the truth, I had a good sleep.
Woke up in the next morning, I felt so fresh and good!

The breakfast was good. Not so many choice given but okay to have at least something to eat in the morning. Had a chat with a couple from UK. they were worried sick looking at my watch ... thought they  were late .. hahahah... Told them not to worry coz I didnt change the timing... At Bandung we were late by an hour compared to KL. They were relieved...

Amir had his toast... with choc rice! I had a lil bit of noodle. And followed with the meds.
"Sudah sihat kakak ?" the first sentence that came from Wahyu... I just smiled indicating that I am okay... though I know the cough will  continue. I have lost my voice due to the bad coughing. Hey... I am still alive... hahahha!

At the entrance of the hotel, hawkers were getting readied with items that they wanted to sell on hands once we went out the hotel. We managed to pass by... This is a normal scene in Bandung.

"Wah hari ini pastinya untuk Amir ya!" Wahyu started the conversation with us while driving. I noticed that he began to like Amir. Maybe because he has a daughter aged the same with Amir.

Yup we headed to Trans Studio on the second day. The traffic was clear. Maybe at that hour (around 830 am in the morning) traffic was not a night mare.

It was not that hassle to reach Trans Studio Bandung. By 9.00 am we were there. Again we had latte and cappuccino as another round of bfast at Coffee Bean-  at the entrance of Trans Studio while waiting for Wahyu to get us the tickets. 

At the entrance of Trans Studio

Excited Amir kept on asking what could he played and when can we enter the place. Wahyu passed us two cards to enter. Obviously he was not sure how was the games facilitated inside. His honest reply by stating that he cant afford to bring his daughter to Trans Studio touched me... I looked at myself and Amir and Hub... we came all the way for this... In life we dont know what's for us in the future. I just hope and pray that this young chap will be able to give basic education, shelter and love for his family. Looking at him and talking to him ... I think he works hard to ensure that his ends meet.




Some pics taken at Trans Studio.

I can't remember this place...

After a ride on racing track..

Other pics were taken by the those people in Trans Studio. Amir had these few games:
1. Racing Track
2. Super Hero 4D Simulator (this was superb! it was really a 4D movie ... I could even feel the water splashed! yes we were wet!)
3. Dunia Si Bolang
4. Dunia Anak Anak
5. Pirate Boat
6. Adventure of Africa

The rest are more adventurous and not suitable for Amir'a age. But we were satisfied as Amir really had fun and enjoyed every single ride.  The only set off was when we cancelled our entry to Dunia Lain - a haunted and world full of magics -.. I have to admit even i myself was a bit skeptical to enter... I could feel that it was so eerie.. and serammmmm....

With 3 tickets worth 450,000 rupiah (included in the tour) u can ride any games or watch any movie...all that they provide inside Trans Studio. But you have to top up or reload if you wanna buy food, drinks and photos that they have taken for you.

We spent about 350,000 rupiah to buy all photos and for some snacks. But over all it was a good entertainment for Amir. That's the only thing that matters to us.

We left Trans Studio at 3.00pm.
Headed to Toko 3 for some jeans.

It was raining ... again.
After Toko 3, I told Wahyu if he can drop me at Rumah Mode. 'Boleh saja kakak.

The traffic was bad as it was Friday.  It took us about 2 hours to reach Rumah Mode.
Nothing interesting though... got Amir a pair of H& M Pyjama and Hub's Tshirts.
Mine? Nothing interesting...

As usual we called a day off for Wahyu once we reached the hotel.
That nite we had Chinese and seafood for dinner
Not bad....

We reached the hotel around 10pm and I need to pack.
Tomorrow we will be heading to Punchak, another high peak and cold place to visit ...
It will be a very lonnggg journey.

fLu ..Go AwaY

Just got back from a vacation...
Badly need one...
But had fever once I landed in Bandung.

Amir was so excited. His first trip oversea and on the plane!
Knowing him, he could not sit still for 2 hours on the flight.. kept on talking and talking until we touched down.

The weather in Bandung was not bad... cooling and breezy. When I waited for the luggage, I could feel that my body shivered and beginning to feel that I will catch flu and cough ..as well... Amir n hubby were rushing to the loo... as If I was not... Haiyooo...

Once I passed through the arrival gate, I was looking for someone maybe middle 40s by the name of Pak Wahyu... our so called tour guide... but I saw no one holding a poster with my name on it. I just passed through until the end. Was looking for hubby and Amir, then finally I saw my father's name ARIFFIN at one of the pillars hold by someone... ARIDA was blocked by another pillar... heheheh

Pak Wahyu, the middle 40s aged tour guide whom I imagined was actually a young chap aged maybe middle 30s... how name can be so deceive-ful on the net! hahahaha..

So the trip was always began with.... yes... makan!!! We had our bfast on the flight earlier but hey... let's eat some more... Wahyu (since he is only in his middle 30s (i think) ...so calling him Pak.was ridiculous.. When we called him Wahyu instead he didn't address us as Bapak and Ibuk... suddenly he changed to Abang and Kakak... hahahahah!

Refreshing honey lemon tea

Dim Sum in the morning at Kartika's

I could feel that my body was beginning to succumb  to the flu...even though my mind was still controlling... We had an early dim sum at Kartika Sari's food court. A quick one,  then we left for our first 'adventure' - Tangkuban Prahu.

It was raining on our way to Tangkuban Prahu. I didnt miss the opportunity to take a nap. So did Amir and Hub. Reaching the the top... the haze was terrible... couldn't see anything and yes it was raining.

Suddenly I felt like I was in India... we were surrounded by hawkers selling souvenirs, blue berries, strawberries and etc...Amir looked so lost...hahahah...
I managed to say no to the hawkers politely and escaped without spending any rupiah .... yet ...what a good start! We couldnt see anything... The weather was so cold..freezing... my mind was still controlling ... 'say No to FLu!... or Flu Go Away...

We were not long there as the area was so packed and I couldnt even capture anything in the freezing whether. Hub showed the sign to go back to the mpv as it was then started to rain heavily. O... btw, we had to pay 20,000 rupiah for the 2 umbrellas that we used. Cheap? I dont know..

After Tangkuban Prahu we headed to Sari Ater Hot Spring. Still raining. If it was not because of Amir, I would have stayed in the mpv instead. But this was his vacation... We went to one of the hot springs and Amir was so eager to rest his legs in the warm water. Shaded under an umbrella both of us soaked our legs then..... Amir was excited with the warm water. He even wanted to swim... oh come on......!!!!! it was raining Amir... I told him... "nanti demam"... Actually I was talking to myself....

Sari Ater Hot Spring

Busy taking off his socks...

I could feel that I cant control the freezing inside me. Told Hub that we need to stop by...to get medicines for my flu and fever. What a holiday to start with????/!!!!!! Prompted Wahyu to stop at any pharmacy.
Got myself a stripe of flu capsules and a bottle of cough syrup. The first day went all wrong when the cap of the bottle cant be opened. God... what wrong have I done!!!

I was not even nodding to Wahyu's statement that he wanted to bring us to Kampung Daun - a nice place that serves Sundanese food. Whatever Wahyu.... All I ever wanted there and then was to have a place to lay down.

At Kpg Daun...

Our journey to Kg Daun was like a 4 x 4 jungle trekking. The road was terrible. We even passed by an alternative area ... an elite housing area I guess... but still the road is badly paved or paved but badly maintained.
Finally we reached Kg Daun. True enuf the place is so nyamanaa.... cooling.... and peaceful. Wahyu booked for us a small cottage. That cottage was i think suitable for at least 8 pax with pillows and cushions. There was a small river besides the cottage. Thumbs up to Wahyu for suggesting this place.

After lunch... mesti ada rokok maaa...

I forced myself to eat and tried to take a rest by napping. But Amir was busy running around and jumping up and down. So rest was only something that I planned... :)

Food was good if I am okay... But I only took rice and gurame fish soup.
If I was not having fever, I would have walked to the peak and capture some beautiful pics at the top. Wahyu said the scenery at the peak is so scenic!
It started raining again and I managed to take few shots with my S3.

"Nah ke mana kita skarang abang, kakak".
"Massage Wahyu" - that was my response ...
Well I need that and I guess Hub needs that as well.

"Kita ke Muryati saja" replied Wahyu...
"Apa apa saja la Wahyu" Hub responded on my behalf.

We had 2 hour good aromatherapy massage. Amir stayed put as the Galaxy tab was with him... if not he would have bugging us...
It was 630pm when we told Wahyu that we need to check in. Our day started as early as 3.00 am...

Our hotel - Serena Hotel - was located in the hut of the city... we could hear the landing and the take off of the planes...

We called the day off by telling Wahyu that we will manage our dinner on our own. But he insisted that we should call him for anything.

We need a rest...
I need to have a good rest.... to fight the flu
So did him.
we have another 3 days with full itinerary....
[to be continued]

My HeaRt WeePs

I was doing some office stuff just now..
Eyes were glued on the TV...watching those politicians deliberating their opinions and thoughts with very forceful voice. I don't really follow all these political issues. Enuf said.. I am aware that now all of them be it the alliance, the opposition etc..are busy strategizing... My only hope as one of the many citizens in this multi racial country, I vote for a peaceful country where everyone no matter what their races and beliefs are, be treated with equality and that none of us will be deprived of our basic needs in life as human ......

That's not the reason why I am writing this entry. I was actually touched by a song ...sang by one of those Malays...after speaking his mind at the podium.
I didnt realise that I wept too.

This song, was once a song that we sang at GPMS (Gabungan Pelajar Melayu Semenanjung) assembly.
It touches my heart as it really reflects what happened to us before and even now,,,
I am no politician but  I think that  gentleman who sang that song is saddened  for so many valid reasons....

The melody is soft....but the lyrics ..touches your heart (only to those who really understands...perhaps)..
Flashing back... used to sing this together with late Azmin during our school days...
well... down memory lane... the good old days are over..

WARISAN

Anak kecil main api
Terbakar hatinya yang sepi
Air mata darah bercampur keringat
Bumi dipijak milik orang

Nenek moyang kaya-raya
Tergadai seluruh harta benda
Akibat sengketa sesamalah kita
Cinta lenyap di arus zaman

Indahnya bumi kita ini
Warisan berkurun lamanya
Hasil mengalir ke tangan yang lain
Peribumi merintih sendiri

Masa depan sungguh kelam
Kan lenyap peristiwa semalam
Tertutuplah hati terkunci mati
Maruah peribadi dah hilang

Kini kita cuma tinggal kuasa
Yang akan menentukan bangsa
Bersatulah hati bersama berbakti
Pulih kembali harga diri

Kita sudah tiada masa
Majulah dengan gagah perkasa
Janganlah terlalai teruskan usaha
Melayu kan gagah di Nusantara
 

Melayu kan gagah di Nusantara
Melayu kan gagah di Nusantara…

DepriVed and BalanCE

Its raining since 6am... and its Saturday... I should have compensated all my deprived sleeps...
But if I do that I foresee I will be deprived of some other things which I valued most in my life.

I treated Santana a well fed lunch yesterday. This fella seldom takes lunch. He always look forward to enjoy his 'happy hour' .. Since it was Friday and we had a long lunch, I forced him to go lunch with me and Nojah.

Chilis was the chosen place. I brought a long with me a document on an alleged claim to study while having lunch and a doc of Santana's...  Derrrr???? during lunch? On Friday? I must be out of my mind. But I was left with the only choice...So lets kill two birds with one stone. Eat and Work at the same time.

Chilis being Chilis, we had to wait about 20 mins before we were ushered to the dining table. Nojah was given the privilege to choose the food from the menu. I started to review the doc given to me. The moment i saw the first tagline... I laughed... and asked Santana... 'U didn't have enuf cuti is it for your deepavali' ... Being Santana... he didnt understand until i showed the spelling mistakes. We had a good laugh.... something that I have not been deprived of !!!!! hahahhahaha...laugh!!!! Putrajaya was spelt Putrayaya... I know he didnt do that on purpose... Sometimes we have so many things in our plate that incidentally caused such things to happen. No one's perfect.....

I wanted to go thru the other doc... with nearly RMxxxxx Mil alleged claims, but then came the food. So food first then... Nowadays works have to be done//settled in between lunch/bfast/ while waiting your turn to see the Boss. So time management is very crucial. I even had to climb the stairs from Level 14 to Level 20 just becoz the Boss summoned for me. Lost my breath ! Nasib bail tak pengsan.

'Ey the food here comes in big portion la... Now I am really full" ..I was glad that Santana enjoyed the food. With Santana, you can talk almost anything under the sky. Being a senior who have been serving the bank (loyalty counts) for many years, he is a man whom I looked for and upon for some precious advice in life...
He reads a lot and tell the truth sometimes I just asked him what's happening around the world, he relays and narrates everything to me. The only thing is that I dont know if he lies to me.... hahahahh... But being a man who regards honor, integrity and trust as the integral part of one's life, he failed to do that. and I dont think he even try to do that ... Sorry Santana...... hahahahahah!!!!

I offered him coffee after lunch... he refused. I asked him again " You want beer? or tequila or whatever la...." He laughed and laughed. Well.. I am most sincere when I am with him not affirming that I am insincere with others... but I am the real person (my true self) -even shared with him my sorrows, my happiness, my fear, my anger, my thoughts and even my goals.

While Nojah was busy finishing the food, he asked both of us a question " Are you the same person when you are at home" ... hallamak.... dia dah bersuara....!!!! hehehhehe..
He looked at me and that was actually a sign I have to say something...
My answer was this:

"Frankly, I missed my old days... but I know its due to the task that I have on my shoulder now.  Nowadays, sometimes when I reached home, Amir has fallen asleep and my husband is infront of the TV...not watching the TV I guess but wondering when will I arrive home...safe ... in one piece..."

Nojah stopped eating and looked at me.

" Sometimes I think my other half didnt consider at all my situation now... he knows that I leave home as early as 645 am and reach home late than before. At the office, I am grilled to my bone ...have to think, manage, monitor, see the bosses, ups and downs... these are all drying my energy.... When I reach home all I wanna do is to rest. My hubby will then requested me to assist him to do some of his office stuff  ...and that means I am still working when I reach home...'

"This is very tiring. But I never verbalised what I have in mind to my other half. I keep it at the very corner of my heart."  I told Santana n Nojah... I feel bad... I feel I have neglected both the Contractor (my other half) an the Commando (amir). That's why I never said what's inside my heart out loud. I am trying to balance things in life. I know the works now is very demanding... and I am now spending more time at the office. I know what ever it takes, I have to find time for both of them especially Amir who is only 6 and needs my attention."

Santana said "that shows you dried your energy at the office too much... and he did give a piece of advice that forced me to think, evaluate and evaluate ..

Here's what he said - don't love the B...k... love your job!
The B..k will not sacrifice for you.
Your family must comes first.
Yes your job is important but you have to try to balance. Try to be at home at least early. Plan your work.. delegate...


I believe we have to balance..
But I am no superwoman ..
Some one has to sacrifice...
Be it time or money...
At this moment I am trying my best..
Family is still the priority..
Work is still the current focus

Whatever it is, I thank ALLAH for what HE has given me...

I just hope I will be given the strength and never ending energy to go through this ..

Not so IT savvy

Installed this blogspot apps in my mobile.
and written a post on Freedom this morning.
Walawey....tried to upload the entry..
But the post went missing.
It didn't find its way to get published!

Can't rewrite though as the idea came at a spur of moment.
Have to wait for the ilham maaa...
Dont know when ..
where... and how...

So what did I do?
This so called IT savvy confidently uninstalled the apps and reinstalled it again.
Funny eh? Not so sure whether this is the right move..
But worth trying though..
... at least I know it didn't work.

Will try to post something tomorrow via this apps.
Let's see what happen..
And whether I have to do other IT savvy acts or unplanned misfits..of IT!!!

- Adios peeps!-