a CRoW'S TaiL

An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window.

The father asked his son, "What is this?" The son replied "It is a crow". After a few minutes, the father asked his son the 2nd time, "What is this?" The son said "Father, I have just now told you" It's a crow".

After a little while, the old father again asked his son the 3rd time, what is this?"

At this time some expression of irritation was felt in the son's tone when he said to his father with a rebuff. "It's a crow, a crow".

A little after, the father again asked his son the 4th time, "What is this?"

This time the son shouted at his father, "Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times 'IT IS A CROW'. Are you not able to understand this?"

A little later the father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his son was born. On opening a page, he asked his son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary:-

"Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a crow. I hugged him lovingly each time he asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child".

While the little child asked him 23 times "What is this", the father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the father asked his son the same question just 4 times, the son felt irritated and annoyed.
Allah says:

" Thy Lord hath decreed that ye worship none but Him, and that ye be kind to parents. Whether one or both of them attain old age in thy life, say not to them a word of contempt, nor repel them, but address them in terms of honour."

And, out of kindness, lower to them the wing of humility, and say: "My Lord! bestow on them thy Mercy even as they cherished me in childhood."
(Surah Bani Isra'el (17); Ayah # 23~24)

Aah-choo, Aah-choom...Aah-choom, Ooh la la...

2 days out...couldn't get up...feels like my head was abt to throw up its contents...

tot i'd have grown out of this phase... 'demam raya' (E'id fever) is not merely a figurative phrase... I have always been down with fever for as long as i can remember...it occurs during the 1st week and had ever lasted for as long as 9 days... had to get injection almost everytime as usually the thermo would hit the jackpot of 41 deg... where, u ask? on my butt of cos... the family doc would always exclaim his greeting (reserved specially for me) : "I've been wondering when u're gonna turn up for the usual..." oh yeah...alhamdulillah i've long passed dat...no more derriere injection...just this fishy flu hanging about me... oh, wait a sec.. *sneeze, snort* *chillisgivesupchasingafterherextremelyrunnynose*

not only demam raya...i also have the "demam periksa" (exam fever) which will systemically shows up just a week before exam starts...still remember the study week during poly days...my ever-so-helpful-and-concerned frens flocking to my house....advising me to take better care of my health becos they need to borrow my lecture/tutorial notes

...dose were the daze...

can't sleep

ish...can't sleep.... headache + tummy ache + feet ache = a not-so-hot chillis

too much of 'road-works',

could be...

too much gassy drink,

definitely...

too many ketupat+rendang+the whole works,

most probably

Note to self : eat/drink/visit in moderation

The Hikam of Ibn Ata'Alla al-Iskandari

Sometimes He gives while depriving you, and sometimes He deprives you in giving.

what is ignorance?

It means not knowing

But also, it can mean..
..not wanting to know..

Welcome back... my pc's blue screen censored me from accessing earlier... Anyways, God willing all shd be ok... though i still get the Run error: 71 Disk not ready dialog box everytime it starts... i can't find the solution on windows website but then i'm not that bothered as long as i managed to log on & clear my overloaded overdue & overjunked email spaces... *sigh*
been @ darul like every weekend this past weeks... although not many old faces turn up, thankfully the usual suspects faithfully turn up in the midst of their busy-ness of moving house / school activities / never-ending house chores / frying chickens... heh heh.. oh & the crash of the puny little desktop pc... *bleargh*... i get chills remembering the 4am tragedy.. & dat reminds me something else..aai, u gotta teach me photoshop..i mastered the cut/paste thingy oredi so we can go on the next chapter..

Been watching supernova since day 1..Jason Newsted of Metallica, Gilby Clarke from Guns N Roses & bad, mad lil drummer boy Tommy Lee of Motley Crew launched a worldwide search of a lead singer for their new band. Been a huge fan of New York's own Ryan Star since his Paint It Black perf...& he totally blew me away wif his rendition of REM's "Losing My Religion" initially i tot he was cocky...well he's brilliant so i guess he's entitled. But, through the edited reality tv show & watever webisodes i get to d/load, Ryan is more of a loner & he expresses himself better thru his songs. His attitude, well, whose hair won't stand on ends(literally)when u have to stay in a house full of complete strangers aspiring to be the next big rocker.... catfights are not uncommon & the ones dat like to start 'em up seemed to be the boys.. what gives?
my 2nd & 3rd most favouritest would be Toby the thunder from down under & the MAGNIficent Iceman respectively...
Toby the house prankster went buck naked to play a song with Gilby & conned Dilana to do the same..the folks esp the gals of coz didn't mind, what wif his beach bod & surfer good looks... EVS...but he definitely can work the crowd, rock with the house band & all the while singing so effortlessly. By 2nd verse he had people singing along to his own original "Throw It Away".
Magni : can fire things up wif his guitar-playing & spot-on vocals has a cute little baby boy rooting for him back in his homeland...awww...this rocker has a soft side when 1 of the episodes showed him getting a video from his family showing the toddler's first few steps & Magni's hot molten lava crumbles... Jimi Hendrix wld be proud of his 'FIRE'
Yesterday (East Indian Standard Time), they finally named their lead singer...Alas, none of my boys cut it...Ryan was out on Week 9..however, he was called back on the finale to perform his own original song as it was voted to be the fan fav, & becos of dat too, he won a cool Honda ride. His song title? "Back of Your Car" ..sweet irony...
Toby & Magni whom made it into the final four were also the 1st two rockers to be cut. But not before their spectacular elimination perfs which absolutely shows the mind & judging capacity of the voting nations...
Ryan's gonna launch his album soon & i have a feeling that the world's not hearing the last from Mr Toby & Mr Magni either... Chk out My Video & you might see why~

How can you spare sum1's feelings by denying them?

the Face Off @110806

Never Say Goodbye

Category: Movies
Genre: Drama

Isn't the typical love story-run around the trees-change clothes 12 times in a song-movie.1st time i hate shahrukh's guts...Any of u who knows me personally, would know it's not sumthing i'd say anyhow.. i'm not gonna spill it here...if u can bear 3hrs +++ long movie, you'll see whydespite all dat, this will soon be added to my dvd collection....yeap, it IS that good...

Title: The Breakdown Lane
Genre: Literature & Fiction
Author: Jacquelyn Mitchard

Where can a woman turn when her own life threatens to overwhelm her ability to keep her children safe?

This book will take you on a wry & moving journey of life, loss & healing...Wait, before u think this is just another love/marriage/parenting fiction with a feminist world-view, this book had a different, unique style of delivery. Her words, letters (she as a newspaper aunt aggie) and get this, her son's journal who is by the way diagnosed as having LD added special insights.

See the story unfolds as she was caught off-guard when her husband kept going on 'sabbatical trips' & eventually MIA. Things worsened when she was diagnosed with a serious illness & her 2 children went on a journey to find their absent father by themselves...

happy ending??? Well like they say, only fairy-tales have happy endings...in any case, happy or sad is just an emotional barometer which has no exact standards. Life will still throw a monkey wrench when you just thought everything would end well. The real question is: How do we handle it?

Bila nak tunjuk 'terer'.....

Believe or not yours truly got roped in to join 1 of nusms' team of bowlers 1 saturday...a competition organised by sp mls @The Chevrons. & all thanx to my sis cum team manager cum cheerleader cum watergirl -(aaaa..sumer title dia angkutlah..)i was in! hubbi came took leave to support me...hehe..actually i forced him to but he gladly welcomed the break...

oh yeah... we played a mean game of bowling...unfortunately some other teams got meaner.. but being non-sourgrapes, we accept our loss with grace & dignity... aper yg aku membebel ni?

1st was the trial round, then 2 rounds of play... nusms sent 2 teams down...my team: amino (chief of the pack, full of acidic moves), fasha (our main striker complete wif spinning bowls), & 'kak' aisyah (she looks so cool, yet she set fire in the bowling alleys)...i paled in comparison...literally.. but all in gd fun, even we did not win,fasha & aisyah was among the top 3 individual bowlers...& i did not do too shabbily either...ok i sucked but at least i did not suck as bad as i usually did..a definite & positive improvement even i f i say so myself...




So here's to you, team...thanx fer the great moral support when the pins swayed side by side yet did not fall... thanx fer not laffing, when my ball went down the drain...esp thanx fer the great company u all proved to be... to risk being corny: dat was wat team spirit is all abt...as wot amino(team leader) had remarked @ the end of our pep talk:
"tak menang takpe...asal jgn kalah jer... "

in & out the cherry window....

what a full & filling day yesterday had been....now me having a short break wif kit kat to pen this down...ok honestly no kit kat but it doesn't really matter, does it?

When the clock stroke its magical hour me & me co-workers headed out to the usual bus stop which is usually crowded wif the usual crowd., We were pushed & shoved along on the bus by the so-called hopeful elite minds of this country who in reality have an obnoxious dearth of human courtesy... That aside, I was looking forward to meeting hubbi & to a nice hot seafood dinner wif his relatives at kg chai chee restaurant otherwise (in)famously known as Oooh la la...(wif a name like dat, u dun have to be a genius to know dat dis was the "filling" part...)

We alighted @paya lebar as we were quite early & managed 2 squeeze in some much-needed shirt shopping fer him. Bought 2 at a very generous bargain! Hubbi decided to change into his new attire to bedazzle his crowd... I couldn't find any fer myself but it's ok, compared to him, some of my clothes have never even seen the light of the day. Plus I am very much dazzling already...tee hee...We then met up wif MIL @ mosque & then made our way down to the rest.

Having had nothing of real substance since lunch(& an extremely light one at that), both of us were rather starving...even the cili jeruk looks tempting.. but first, we read some thanksgiving do'as esp for 1 aunt & 1 kuzzin who had received gd fortune recently..When the makan arrives, nobody wasted any time stuffing their faces...turns out everyone had come "prepared" wif their empty stomachs... we had seafood fried rice, very spicy hot plate beancurd, black pepper beef, kailan, cumis, garoupa sweet n sour, breaded cuttlefish balls wif mayo....*sluuurrrppppp...chillisdroolsagainatthethoughtofasumptiousspread* For dessert, 3 scoops each of home-made low-fat ice-cream.. i dunno how low the fat was, & as it were, I couldn't put one more morself of food... I'd puke, i think... & so i donated my share to 1 of the boys which of cos was not refused...How did they hold it all, i wonder....

After dinner & after long salam-ing (the ceremony of leave-taking commonly seen in a muslim community) and last-minute chatters, we went on our separate ways... We got a cab to MIL's place (which turned out to be a scary affair on the highway after we knew that the driver in question reeked of alcohol) Kept praying for smooth journey & alhamdulillah we arrived safe. Caught the bus/mrt/bus back to jw and as we were reaching the station, i remembered the day's date & informed hubbi dat the movie he wanted to watch opened already. Proceeded to gv @jp & bought 2 tix to see CLICK The show ended at around 2 a.m. & we reached home around 2.45 as we had to walk all the way.. It shouldn't be so bad except for the fact that: One, neither of us had had a a good rest & fresh change of clothes since morn & Two, I'd bowling competition scheduled in a few hours' time... & that is another story...

PuT oN YouR HaPPY FeeT

I know size can be daunting...but don't worry coz' I love you..!!
I LOO-ove YO-ouuu...!!!

If you have 24 hours

If you have 24 hours of perfect health, how would you spend it?


write it down, lemme know or don't...watever, but at least do think abt it..Then think how you are spending your day today...

just had 1 of the biggest scares of my life

God...how cld i be so stupid/dumb/careless/clumsy/klutzy/goondoo.... well u get the idea..

if anything worse were to happen, i'd be dead instead of typing here...
CRAP, it just hit me...I WILL DIE...period

Made a small batch of No-Bake Peanut Butter Krispies... very simple...no worrying abt setting the oven too high dat they might get burned like my lemon bisq yesterday... hehe.. as i'm very happy wif the result, & hubbi juz can't stop , i've decided to be generous & share them wif u (the recipe not the cookies!)..got the recipe from 1 of the many internet recipe sites.. so here goes:

Ingredients:

• 1/2 cup peanut butter (i used chunky ones, fer those who like it smooth, make ur own adjustment...read: use creamy! )
• 1/4 cup honey (any type)
• 2-3 cups of rice krispies cereal (i couldn't find a big box of rice krispies yesterday so i used Coco pops instead & i think it tastes better than the plain ones...didn't i mention, i love chocz)
• 1 tsp vanilla essence
  

1) Blend peanut butter, honey & vanilla carefully

2)stir in the rice krispies/coco pops cup by cup until u feel its enuf to coat the mixture ...from my exp, 1 3/4 cup were quite enuf

3)moisten ur hand first before u proceed to roll them into balls lest they break & u get frustrated dat i never give u this tip before hand & proceed to put everything in the bin.. hehehe

4)arrange however u like on a tray lined wif grease-proof/ wax paper then pop them into the fridge to chill...

5)when ready to be served, u get ready to be praised...then get ready as the balls get mauled... better put a few pcs aside fer urself...i'm speaking from experience here...
makes abt 30pcs (depends on how big/small ur balls are...)

Note: if u want to make more, juz double or triple the ingredients..& of cos it's double or triple werk fer u...! =)

Hubbi & I caught the movie POTC last nite... as much fun as the 1st one... Bravo to Johnny Depp as Cap'n Jack Sparrow forever wif his antics, deadpan delivery...The icky graphics esp on Davy Jones & his crew together wif sound efx during the Kracken mostly (did i spell dis correctly?) made me scream out loud more than a few times.

I whispered to hubbi. "he's stealing from the very person helping him!", hubbi said, "He's a pirate wat..." In another scene, Hubbi said "He rather sacrifice william to get his way?" I retorted "He's a pirate wat.."Well, Johnny, u made Jack a pirate thru & thru...

1 of my fave scene was their 3-man fight wif elizabeth screaming on the side..

The only drawback: We were sitting in the middle, 5 rows to the screen... (my neck pain a bit but watever, it was worth it...)

"Curiousity...
It will make you want it...want it so bad..."

So if u haven't seen it already, watchoo waitin' for, matey?

Note to babe

FROM MYSELF I am copper,
through You, friend, I am gold.
From myself I'm a stone,
but through You I am a gem!


Babe, remember our sumpah...

What a friend thinks

I see you happy now my dear friend...
I'm glad..
If dat is what was meant to be..
I'm glad...

It's been so long
Forgot how you look like exactly
But when I saw you yesterday
You looked just like how
I thought a happy person must be..
I'm glad...

It should not take dat long
for you deserve every bit of happiness
I know you do
for everything you've done for me
when I needed you
I'm glad...
It was you...

A Sunday Matinee - continued

Now where was I?

Oh yes, to cool ourselves down, I suggested we walked over to Mustaffa. Bought dvd (hindi...whaddaya expect?) & some toiletries, place was packed wif Jap tour grps..very hard to find the salesperson, got bulldozed by a shopping cart or trampled by a baby pram every 5 minutes & all ard me i hear Japanese, talk abt confusion.. I pity the babies...not dat i've anything against parents who bring their children to public places(hey, it's a free country!) but wailing, screeching infants in a crowded ctr where every way is One Way... come on...& oh yeah did we ever cool down...

Another thing, when we go mustaffa, we've to hand in our bags/parcels for them to keep but ladies' bags usually they'll just tie 'em wif the cable tie thingy... hubbi smiled at me & said, dun they know these aren't exactly fool-proof? the place packed to the teeth, the tie could just be slid off & after slipping items inside, go over to the hardware section & buy the same cable thing & tie the bag back before exiting & none would be the wiser,,,I remarked back well, let's pray no one thinks like you & if there is, let's pray they have real powerful cctv/security system installed.... sheesh, wat an idea...

Well, after shoping there, we walked back to ps as on the way to mustaffa we were given an LJS flyer. Hubbi's heart already fixed on their current promo & all my ideas to eat masala dosais or chapatis were vetoed... Doesn't really matter anyway as my feet were hurting from all the super brisk walk & shopping cart/baby pram incidents..my feet screamed louder as i found dat we had taken a longer route..Hubbi's excuse, well u were the one who wanted to walk wat juz now... Me & my big mouth

After dinner, we went in & out knick-knack shops..trying out watever items they had put out in sale... ended up buying a cute pair of toothbrush holders.. but we did need them, u see...

Then, in order to congratulate ourselves for managing to survive the ordeal of the whole day, we had


I loike!



Oh yes, I've a kitty stuck on my fridge's door..