My lil escape.

Oh, by the way! I started watching this serial and now in love with the Little Mosque on the Prairie's Brother Amaar.

The Urban Muse.

I've been reading kak Ummi365's blog for months till date. It's good to read about her everyday ramblings and grumblings, it makes me feel close to home. She writes sincerely about her daily life as a mom-of-four and a wife to a husband [who works faraway from home]. Being a career woman, she amazes me on how she turns every minute of her precious time into something beneficial, with this.



The Urban Muse.

I am doing this out of boredom [with books]. Kak Ummi surely got style, with contradict combination of outer and inner design. The bag gives urban look with feminine touch of the inner part. The floral pocket adds on the functionality aspect where we can put gadgets for easier grab when we need them [it always troublesome for me to get my handphone out of pocket-less bag]. This bag can be my good companion to school, and even better if given as my July 6th birthday present.

Kisah irama.

Kisah lalu,









dan kisah kini.



Oh, tahniah adik-adik!

Happy Father's Day

Happy Father's Day to the these important men in my life –
Dear Ayah, Faiz, and Hafiz. Have a good one today!


Ayah pura-pura jual mahal tak nak ambil gambar.

Ayah saya kelakar, tapi selalu dengan falsafah yang bermakna. Kalau sedih, ayah selalu bagi idea, idea untuk jadi gembira. Ayah oh ayah! Dalam email atau bualan di telefon, ayah selalu pesan jangan tinggal solat dan jaga kesihatan. Itu dua pesan yang tak pernah ayah lupa. Ayah, kakngah mungkin bukanlah anak terbaik yang ayah harapkan tapi dalam kehidupan ini kakngah akan cuba untuk menyenangkan hati ayah. Sama seperti ayah menyenangkan hari-hari kakngah. Waktu kecil, ayah bawa kakngah ke pantai. Kakngah tak lupa renungan ayah sambil memegang erat tangan kecil kakngah. Ayah mahu kakngah gembira, dan kejar apa yang kakngah percaya.




Faiz with his Alam Shah clan.

Faiz Fahmi satu-satunya anak lelaki keluarga Sazali. Dengan ragam empat perempuan yang macam-macam, Faiz jadi lali bersaudarakan kami. Lelaki ini kuat prinsipnya. Kalau nak cerita kisah hidupnya, aku jadi malu akan diri sendiri. Faiz menempuh pengalaman yang lebih luas daripada aku yang tiga tahun lebih dulu melihat dunia daripadanya. Kakngah doakan yang baik-baik untuk Mie.




Hafiz and yours truly in En.Khai's karaoke room.

Hafiz hadir secara senyap, meneroka hati tanpa aku sendiri sedar niat dan pengharapannya. Mengenali lelaki ini seperti belayar di laut lepas. Aku ada masanya jadi rimas dengan dugaan untuk memahami. Tapi selalunya pelayaran itu tenang sekali dengan sifatnya yang menenangkan. Aku jadi tertarik, akan sifatnya yang berlawanan. Seringkala aku melihat dia seperti pengganti arwah tok wan dalam hidupku. Sifat mereka sama, dan aku senang sekali. Harapnya kita dapat sama-sama belayar ke jiwa masing-masing dan berlabuh di sudut hati secara kekal. Tanpa syarat.


Happy Father’s Day to all daddies out there too!

Family Study

Laksa Penang.

Mak, ini kakngah cuba masak laksa [first time]. Nak call tak ada kredit, jadinya google je resepi kat internet. Ok lah [for first try] tapi tak sesedap laksa mak buat tu. Tak ada bunga kantan.



Blender cili kering yang telah direbus [10 biji], bawang merah [6 biji] dan bawang besar [2 biji]. Rebus 6 ekor ikan, ambil isi dan kisar. Kisar tulang-tulang ikan, tapis, masukkan dalam periuk dengan bahan kisar. Tunggu sampai mendidih, masukkan ikan kisar. Masukkan 4 asam keping, garam dan gula sesedap rasa. Kalau nak letak belacan boleh juga [optional].


Rendam, kemudian rebus laksa. [ Hafiz brought one packet from Malaysia]


Siap. Ada hirisan bawang, timun, cili padi dan limau nipis.

Chennai trip with the boys.

En. Khai at Pelita Nasi Kandar, Chennai.

Hafiz in front of blurred image of Chennai Central Station.


Shukri enjoying his nasi kandar [we can only get this in Chennai]


Adi Imran in his cheeky mode.


Don't count the plates, this boy eats like there is no tomorrow but still with the flat tummy [tidak adil!]

Enjoying the karaoke-time in En.Khai posh apartment.



Us.



En.Khai and Kak Wan, embassy people who provided great hospitality during our stay.

Silang-pangkah.

Aku suka hujan, tapi benci musim hujan. Kadang-kadang bolehlah. Itulah manusia, bila rahmat datang bertalu-talu jadi jemu. Itu bukti, aku manusia biasa.

Oh, aku tak suka perempuan gedik! Juga asap [rokok] di dalam rumah. Apa lagi lelaki bermulut bangsat [dan pendek]. Lagi satu, tak cantik pon girlfriend dia. Tak payah perasan berdatingkan Miss Bangalore. Mulut sama-sama naik, aku doa kalian dapat anak yang soleh. Hati aku menjerit-jerit. Mahu sepak saja. Lelaki yang tak tahu berlemah-lembut tapi berabang-sayang, berbisik halus dengan cik adiknya. Ironi. Kau ingat rajin baca buku gerenti lesen kutuk orang, baik jadi askar. Main senapang. Aku pelik ada perempuan bersembang-mesra, bermanja dengan lelaki [yang bukan boyfriend]. Oh, kalau boyfriend pon tak boleh kan tapi tak kisahlah. Abang tak marah, sama naik mencuba nasib. Setia itu wajib. Sudah kahwin, tak pelik menduakan suami. Lelaki menduakan isteri. Aku ketawa [sampai jatuh kerusi] dengar ayat ni,

"I tak suka people yang suka pandang serong kat I. I clubbing tu pon just part of my life,siapa diorang nak judge I masuk syurga ke tak. I tak minum arak, dancing [berpeluk bagai dengan lelaki-lelaki lain] tu biasalah."

[Dey thambi, if you can't think guided by the holybook at least judge your action using your (universal) morality].


Baik jadi kuda-belang, tak pon kasut belang.

Kenapalah aku boleh bersilang dengan manusia-manusia ba-alif-ba-ya, patutnya tuhan pangkah awal-awal. Tapi, jangan silap pangkah. Kena hati-hati. Manusia berubah. Aku pon bukan betul sangat [tapi masih waras harap maklum].

School Study.

Field trip : Cholanayakanahalli School Study
Type : Government school [Kannada medium]
Date : Tuesday, 6th June 2009

Although India is amongst the ten fastest growing economies in the world, it still has a third of the world’s illiterates. According to global education report of 2004, India’s ranking was 106 out of 127 countries in the education sphere. With 34 per cent of the illiterate population in the world, India has the largest number of illiterates by far – with second placed China at 11 per cent. Sixty years after independence, with 40 per cent of its population under 18 – India is now confronting the perils of its failure to educate its citizens, notably the poor.

India, being a mixed economy, needs government intervention in the area of education because education driven by profit motive cannot benefit the masses. But the condition of government schools in India is pathetic. Except for two or three states, all the Indian states have poor educational statistics. More Indian children are in school than ever before, but the quality of government schools has sunk to spectacularly low levels. The children in these schools come from the poorest of families — those who cannot afford to send away their young to private schools elsewhere, as do most Indian families who have the means.

India has long had a legacy of weak schooling for its young, even as it has promoted high-quality government-financed universities. If in the past, a largely poor and agrarian nation could afford to leave millions of its people illiterate, that is no longer the case. Not only has the high growth ensured that we have a shortage of skilled labor, the nation’s many new roads, phones and television sets have also fueled new ambitions for economic advancement among its people — and new expectations for schools to help them achieve it.

Even though many children attend schools, they remain ill-equipped. A survey in 2007 which was conducted across 16,000 villages, found that while many more children were sitting in class, vast numbers of them could not read, write or perform basic arithmetic, to say nothing of those who were not in school at all.

The attitude of the concerned authorities towards the plight of children is callous, indifferent and inhumane and the authorities seem to have lost all sense of responsibility and duty towards the lakhs of children.

There are many reasons for the failure. First of all, there is an acute shortage of teachers. Children often don’t get a support from their parents. Parents seem to be indifferent to their child’s learning and only see them as additional hands for work. There is also longstanding neglect, insufficient public financing and accountability, and a lack of motivation among some teachers to pay special attention to poor children from lower castes. Even basic amenities like water and electricity are not being provided.

There is a need for urgency. Education levels need to be improved. India with the second largest population in the world cannot develop with such a bad indicator. Furthermore, illiteracy leads to other problems such as poverty and unemployment.






I am grateful to be a Malaysian!

Kecomelan.

Posting pediatrics lagi.


Time for rest to my 3 years old Tytan [but i still need you sometime baby, don't worry!].


A warm welcome to my new Littmann's stethoscope [it cost me rm215, bought by Hafiz's mom at Kamal's Bookstore]

Kepedulian mulia seorang adik.

Aku yang baru bebas kain hijau sekolah menengah.



Ditulis di belakang diari, saat aku berangkat ke perantauan.

Jalannya lain-lain tapi tujuannya satu. Kita saling bercermin, saling melengkapi, saling mengisi. Aku sering bertanya-tanya sendiri: kenapa aku harus berada di tempat yang sama, pada waktu yang sama, dan pada hari-hari yang sama, terus menerus. Aku cemburu, melihat kau mengejar pelangi tanpa takutkan kilat yang tekun menggagalkan. Tabah.

Doa aku sentiasa mengiringi.

Untuk dijual.

Tahun Satu.





































Tahun Dua.



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