Dream Came Thru

He can't slept well last nite cos in the next day he gonna meet up with these guys, Datuk Lee Chong Wei (No. 1 ranked world badminton player) and his coach/ex-national shuttler, Datuk Misbun Hj Sidek.

It's a small world after all

Never have I ever imagined in my life that they (my inlaws) would end up staying close to us one day. This morning around 9.30 am, we viewed their "new" house (located just within a shouting distance from ours) with an estate agent and gave our thumbs up for them to go ahead with the purchase.

At first, we thought they would at least take 2 to 3 days to think about the offer. But surprisingly, on my way to the office this morning, right after the house viewing, Ayu called me over my mobile telling me it was a done deal.

Yes, so now, it's gonna be just a matter of time before they could move in their new house. It is great to have close relative staying close to each other.

Let me be the first to congratulate them on the good buy!! We are happy for you.

The last of Haji Manan clans

You too will end your "bujang" life soon .... finally ......

Congrats!!!

Welcome to the real world!!

Syukur Alhamdulillah, both were born on 26th October 2008.



1st twins

Ameera Khairin
Born at 7.50 am
2.58 kilos
Fresh from oven at 7.52 am



2nd twins

Ameera Khaira
Born at 7.56 am
2.38 kilos
Fresh from oven at 7.56 am



At 8.02 am



At 8.10 am





Around 8.15 am





Around 2.20 pm

A tribute to Rayyan

The below sad story was extracted from an e-mail sent by Nik Aiza (Rayyan's mum) to me recently. I was there for the funeral which pretty much refreshened my memory of my beloved late nephew, Nur Farhan. I personally salute Rayyan's parents, whom I think are really supernatural human being.

"Dear friends & colleagues,

My beloved son Rayyan Hakimi passed away on 12th June 2008 at 4.45am after battling leukemia since March last year. He was 2 years, 8 months old. He passed away peacefully after enduring the pain of chemo for more than a year. His cancer cells were too strong and resistant to every chemo protocol given to him. In the end, doctors advised us to stop the chemo and to let him go peacefully without torturing him with anymore toxic chemo. Based on his blood count, the doctor predicted weeks to go & that we utilize that time to let him be free & enjoy everything possible - no more rules.

We had planned so many exciting things for him and looked foward to enjoy each of them as we knew time was against us. Unfortunately, his condition started to deteriorate further as the days passed by and despite all the freedom, he could barely run..walk..stand...sit.. every move was too painful for him. We didn’t give up hope and went for several alternative treatment…but he was getting weaker & hardly ate.

We had tried everything that we could possibly do and if there was going to be no miracle cure, then we prayed for Allah to take him to a better place. He will be dearly missed by our family and friends, even doctors and nurses. All the joy, smile and happiness that he brought to us (even temporarily) will be remembered forever. May he rest peacefully & bask in the joys of heaven.

I suppose we can find comfort in the fact that despite the chemo & other treatments for more than a year, he had quality of life - not bedridden, still full of energy and yes, lots of character. He was growing up fairly like a normal child eventhough his blood results were never great. We had a heads-up when the doctors finally gave up & said that he had about a month to go & he only fell into a coma for 2 days & went in his sleep while my husband & I held his hands.

My heartfelt thanks to all of you for all the well wishes, prayers, support, kind thoughts, contribution and condolences throughout Rayyan's illness until now. There is a saying that goes "When you need strength, it will come." And during this unimaginable difficult period, all of you have helped give us that strength in one way or another. Thanks to those who came over to the hospital, our home and the countless SMSs which I didn’t manage to reply. I also apologize for anyone that I may have missed out from this email. I am eternally grateful to all of you & there's no way for me to repay you but to wish that all the blessings be returned to you & your families."

To Rayyan and Farhan, Al-Fatihah..

3rd placing is good enuf!

I am always eager to see my kids (or any kids for that matter) to be active in sports. Why? Becos I want them to be like what I was before. But, emmm, these are the few of my experiences encountered:-

I wanted to enroll them for a teakwando classes - they said, sparring would tear my bone apart.

I gave them badminton rackets and a dozen of shuttle cocks - ended up, they kept the racket behind the door simply because they got fed up after not hitting the right targets for few times.

I promised Irfan to buy him a pair of football boots - he enjoyed playing football with kaki ayam or kasut sekolah MORE at the playground fronting our house.

So last week, they invited me see them sporting at school, so I went.

At least I am proud to see Irfan ranked 3rd for 4 x 80 metres. For Yasmine, a big surprise for a girl!! she won 3rd for tarik tali, emmm not bad la.

Keep it up kids!!!

The art of defense

In a real situation, don't take risk, the best way to do is to run away to safe your life. In a fight, the chance of winning or losing is equal.

Call me Tok Su

He is the eldest son of my eldest nephew, thus the first grand-nephew to me, born on 23rd June 2008.

Tini had been fighting an agonizing pain (well at least I believe so, no personal experience though...) from the contraction as early as 3 pm the day before. Until around 11.30 pm, no good progress was reported to me, so I fell asleep.

While I was having a good dream that nite, at about 1.45 am, a call from Faizal woke me up. "No choice Paksu, the doctor has decided for a C-section".

That call had really freshened me up, went down to the kitchen for a cup of Milo and some kurma. At about 2.30 pm, received an sms from Faizal that Afiq was safely born. Thus, I am now officially become an Atok.

Welcome to the family Afiq!!

My health

The last time I did my blood test was 2 years ago which showed a bit of increase in my cholesterol level but not too bad.

I did it again recently, it was an extreme increase of my LDL from the border line to 5.2, not only that, my liver and uric acid level showed a bad reading too. No wonder I was feeling so tired, especially after work, feeling like all energy has sapped out of my body lately. Now, I gotta force myself to change my lifestyle and eating habit.

Now, almost every Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday I force myself on the treadmill at Bukit Mewah Gym (I can't play badminton anymore, thanks to my ankle injury since last Ramadhan). No late nite munching, no dinner beyond 8 pm. Bought some supplements from Himalaya, too. In fact, no rice on the weekdays.

A month has passed, I'm feeling a lot better now. I am eager to see the result on my next follow up blood test next 2 months. Is this one of the signs of aging?

A generation at stake

Mak Tua left us at the end of 2004, not too long after, followed by Pak Lang. And now, Pak Uteh is in GHKL.

Last 2 weeks, Ayu and I went to the hopistal, ward 18 of the main building to visit him. The situation was quite horrible, a small ward, beds were all over the place like the verandah and even in front of the toilet entrance.

We walked along the row and saw him sat on the bed. Somehow it was really a touching moment for me - remembering when I was a kid, we were close until one incident (i.e. sommisunderstanding among the folks in my father's family), we started to distant away from each other (not only me, all of us) for almost 15 years.

I held his hand and asked if he still know who I am. His son (sat beside him) said "dia tak berapa nampak dah". I tried to continue talking with him, but it felt awkward. Before we left I held his hand again, placed an envelop (sedekah) on his palm, I could see tears in his eyes.

Driving back home, what came across in my mind was my aunty and uncle have left us one after another, Pak Uteh is now in his existing condition, abah with his heart by-passed not too long ago and Mak Usu's battle with cancer. Soon this generation will be gone forever. And one day, as time passes by, my turn (my generation) will go through the same thing.

That's life, isn't it?

A pair (that's only a wish), 2 girls are good.

Right after Dr Ashar scanned Ayu on her 4th month periodical check up last week, he looked at me and smile, told me that both would be girls. They were about 280 grams each, then.

I was hoping a pair (my wishful thinking) but conceiving 2 girls is the second on my wish. Not too bad, now I will be having 2 boys and 3 girls altogether. Most importantly both of them are fine.

Dua, Two, Twins !!!!!

Ayu called me from Ampang Putri (she was there for her first pre-natal checked up, for our 4th one, so I did not really bother to join her to see her gynae).

"You not gonna believe this dear" I sensed her happy voice on the other line just after seeing the doctor (my heart was racing and almost reached the red mark), but I just kept silent but so many thing was playing in my mind.

She add.. " Emmm.... we have a twins!!!!!!", I was relieved.... it was the greatest moment in my life!!!

Yes... syukur Alhamdulillah, we hope everything goes well. InsyAllah.

Condition Reinstated

Situation is back to normal!!

All the hectics have passed. I fetched my new maid at KLIA with Ustaz last week and went thru all the exit process smoothly (surprisingly, it just took less than 15 minutes altogether). 4 days have passed, so far, no issue on our new maid (biasalah, baru kerje....). No comment from Ayu, Irfan, Yasmine and Imran too.

Now, I can at least see the smile on Ayu's face again which has disappeared for the last 3 weeks. And as for me, I am now free like a bird!!!!!!!

Get Out!!!!!

Yesterday, we sacked our maid of almost 2 years with less than 24-hours notice !!!!!! Who's gonna watch and manage our kids while we are in the office tomorrow!!!! Oh god....

The whole entire drama actually started last nite (of course, after a series of fxxk up and pent-up anger she managed to cause us over the period of her tenure). I wasn't at home, as usual, for a routine Saturday nite "teh tarik" at the "mamak" shop nearby. Thank God, I didn't go far, as ALL my kids (yes.. all of them) had viral fever . At about 12.30 am, while having a great laugh with colleague over "teh tarik", I received a call from my wife - "Yasmine and Imran's temperature dah naik 40 degree". Frantically, I ran to the car and headed back home, (can't remember if I actually paid the "tea tarik"..hmmmm...)

Upon my arrival, my wife was like crazy did whatever she could to ease the heat and asked the maid for help (the maid was in her room), but no response (as usual.. so we thot she was asleep). But when my wife entered her room to get Yasmine's stuff, you know what she was doing in her room? SHE WAS ON THE PHONE. IN THE DARK. TALKING AWAY. HAPPILY AS IF NOTHING WAS HAPPENING. Apparently she was talking to her boyfriend (we found out later from series of erotic sms exchanged between both of them). With full anger, my wife snapped the handphone and took it away. (And for your info, she bought the handphone without our knowledge...we did warn her zillion times that if we caught her neglecting her work because of that handphone we will take it away...but that is another story altogetherlah!)

The next morning, with a mutual decision made by us, the whole family, we decided to kick her ass out from our house. Now, we are technically maidless!! We have to figure out our strategy to face this situation for at least another 2 or 3 weeks while waiting for the replacement. SIGH.

This morning, looking at my wife's tired face, I held up her palm and told her," not to worry dear, this too.. shall pass..."

"Kiki" the Cat Woman

"Cats!! no way jose...", I remember those words coming from the tongue of my wife. Nothing much I could do, so did my sons and daughter (who obviously love cats very much). So the craving to have a cat as pet was just left a dream, then (it was just a wish that will never come true..I thot). All that we (me and the kids) could do was just to play with Abah's cats - once a week whenever we went to his house for a weekly family gathering, that was all!!

Abah paid RM300 to a pet clinic to cross-breed his cat (a kampung cat, Aci) with a pure Persian (Boboy) belongs to the clinic. As a result, on 18th May last year 4 kittens were born, named Itam, Jumbo, Poi-Poi and Kiki. All of a sudden, as if it was an answer to our prayers, my wife told Abah that she wanted to have Kiki. We looked at each other's face, of course, pleasantly surprised!!!!!

Before she changed her mind, I immediately started the engine and we went to the pet shop to buy all feline necessities - among others; cage, litter box and sand, foods, water container etc etc .... fuh !!! it was close to about RM500 spent.

And now, Kiki has became a part of the family. It is loved by the family, especially my wife (she really does, she, at 1 time..drove to "mamak" shop to buy bawang with Kiki on the passenger seat). He he he .... that shows how "people change".