Wednesday, December 23, 2009

wireman bangla.

dari e-mel ibu.

Setelah menetap selama setahun di Kemaman aku mula merasakan kadang2 cuaca waktu malam dibilek rehat rumah ku agak panas juga. Melalui seorang kawan baik aku belilah kipas ceiling dan syarikat penghantaran telah mengupah saorang wireman Bangla untuk memasang kipas saya itu. Saya lampirkan untuk tatapan tuan2 cik2 dan puan2 workmanshipnya yang sungguh hebat ini. Memang maseh belum ada anak malaysia yang sehebat ini. Tengoklah sendiri kehebatan wireman ini.

klu nak adjust dia punya laju make sure off dulu fan tu...sendri mau ingat....heheheehhe

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

last wednesday,19 Dec 09

our flight was at 8.30,as we approached the cabin doors,the scent of green carpet floors,multicolored seats with flight attendants in green uniforms,pleases me. it's been long since i boarded an MAS plane. the head steward was mumbling lazily about the flight, most off his words are like an adult version of baby talk. we only catch glimpses of kota kinabalu and headed for kundasang. half way there, it was foggy and drizzling . then a hard rain,then a sprinkle(continuing back and forth). after we'd settled down, we went straight for dinner . it was unnaturally cold that night .subuh was around 5,by 6 we've reached daylight. breakfast was decent. abah said the plan was to visit some hot springs at a place called Poring. we paid a visit to the butterfly garden and ended up doing a little jungle trekking and the canopy walk. abah made ibu walked(or she gets left behind). since i hold the camera, i lead the group .the walk was exhilarating!!! yeah!(for me,pian and abah). the rest,who called themselves 'kumpulan kurang keyakinan'(according to ma-ken),was extremely glad to be alive. the next day, we went to pasar philippines to buy ikan masin and all sorts. alas, it was time to leave. we said our good-bye's to KK and off to the airport. the flight attendants was mostly tall,dark and handsome(haha!)one off them(who looked like a rookie) was soo thin and amazingly tall that i'd secretly named him'stick boy'.we had a smooth landing and home we were. alhamdulillah .

the best decent pictures i've got since most were taken from the
official camera.

at the pasar philippines.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

the love letter


i was in the line of duty(cleaning up specificly)when i stumble upon old letters . i.e., old bills,poscards, letters and love letters. ibu started writing after they were engaged,when she was taking courses at UITM kuantan .it was mostly for abah,with words like "dearest abang","sayang" and "my lovely fiance". ibu mention that abah did write back, faithfully. only his letters were straight-foward, he'd tell if he was upset and telling her stuff like"you should be studying instead!". it tickled my funny bone when i read the part where ibu was dreading to hear abah's 'warm voice','handsome face' and all sorts . how these things make people feel wonderful, as if the world's a better place . i didn't read them all, just parts and bits . too mushy for me. i've also found the paper that arwah atuk typed just day's before he passed away . it was to remind himself of what he was to expect at the alam barzakh. things like what is your religion, who is your imam and what is your kiblat . it was sad reading it, knowing that my late grandfather(whom i've never met) typed this just as he was about to leave this world . now,what's left of him is the house at tmn sepakat,pictures and letters, and his wife-hjh rukiah bt hj abdul rahman, or nenek. i wonder if nenek and arwah atuk have their love letters.