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07 November 2009
04 November 2009
A Father and Son Story....
A Father and Son story when his wife left him. 4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.
There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.
With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bed sheet and blanket!
Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation.
"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."
At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.
A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.
However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....
Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too! Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.
His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy.
My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."
After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.....
I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.
And one of the letters broke my heart....
Dear Mummy, I miss you so much! Today, there was a 'Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldnt help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why havent you appear?
After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....
For the females with children: Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.
For the married men: Drink less, smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business nor clients. Try thinking this way, are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? or your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable.
Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.
For those singles out there: Beauty lies in loving yourself first.
With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.
There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.
With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bed sheet and blanket!
Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation.
"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."
At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.
A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.
However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....
Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too! Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.
His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy.
My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."
After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.....
I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.
And one of the letters broke my heart....
Dear Mummy, I miss you so much! Today, there was a 'Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldnt help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why havent you appear?
After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....
For the females with children: Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.
For the married men: Drink less, smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business nor clients. Try thinking this way, are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? or your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable.
Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.
For those singles out there: Beauty lies in loving yourself first.
With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.
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03 November 2009
Gempar lagi...Sejadah berwuduk pulak!!
Kejadian sejadah berdiri dengan sendirinya telah mengemparkan seluruh negara. Sejadah itu berdiri seolah-olah sedang menunaikan solat. Ada siap dengan berjemaah sekali. Beberapa insiden ini telah dilaporkan berlaku dibeberapa buah negeri seperti Kedah, Pulau Pinang dan Kelantan.
Berita terbaru kali ini berlaku di Melaka dikatakan sejadah bukan sahaja pandai berdiri malah dah pandai mengambil air sembahyang pulak (gambar) . Insiden berlaku ketika waktu asar di sebuah surau apabila seorang kanak-kanak yang bermain berhampiran surau hendak membasuh kakinya terkejut melihat sehelai sejadah seperti sedang mengambil wudhu.
Selepas terlihat sejadah itu, kanak-kanak tersebut terus berlari ke rumah dan menerangkan kejadian yang dilihatnya kepada ibunya. Apa lagi si Ibu pun lantas membuat kecoh dan mengajak beberapa jiran-jirannya terus ke surau tersebut untuk menyaksikan sejadah mengambil air sembahyang pula kali ini. Alangkah terkejutnya mereka dan seperti tidak percaya apa yang lihatnya memang benar-benar berlaku sejadah tersebut berada dalam salah satu kolah kecil di surau tersebut seolah-olah seperti sedang mengambil air sembahyang.
Setelah suasana menjadi riuh rendah, tiba-tiba muncul bilal keluar dari dalam tandas surau dalam keadaan terpinga-pinga dan menanyakan kepada mereka apa yang sedang berlaku. Setelah mendengar penjelasan dari ibu kanak-kanak tadi, bilal tersebut lantas menerangkan hal sebenarnya seraya tersenyum menyatakan bahawa beliau yang meletakan sejadah tersebut disitu kerana hendak membasuhnya setelah terkena air kencing kucing.
Berita terbaru kali ini berlaku di Melaka dikatakan sejadah bukan sahaja pandai berdiri malah dah pandai mengambil air sembahyang pulak (gambar) . Insiden berlaku ketika waktu asar di sebuah surau apabila seorang kanak-kanak yang bermain berhampiran surau hendak membasuh kakinya terkejut melihat sehelai sejadah seperti sedang mengambil wudhu.
Selepas terlihat sejadah itu, kanak-kanak tersebut terus berlari ke rumah dan menerangkan kejadian yang dilihatnya kepada ibunya. Apa lagi si Ibu pun lantas membuat kecoh dan mengajak beberapa jiran-jirannya terus ke surau tersebut untuk menyaksikan sejadah mengambil air sembahyang pula kali ini. Alangkah terkejutnya mereka dan seperti tidak percaya apa yang lihatnya memang benar-benar berlaku sejadah tersebut berada dalam salah satu kolah kecil di surau tersebut seolah-olah seperti sedang mengambil air sembahyang.
Setelah suasana menjadi riuh rendah, tiba-tiba muncul bilal keluar dari dalam tandas surau dalam keadaan terpinga-pinga dan menanyakan kepada mereka apa yang sedang berlaku. Setelah mendengar penjelasan dari ibu kanak-kanak tadi, bilal tersebut lantas menerangkan hal sebenarnya seraya tersenyum menyatakan bahawa beliau yang meletakan sejadah tersebut disitu kerana hendak membasuhnya setelah terkena air kencing kucing.
Kwang... Kwang... Kwang...
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02 November 2009
Smart Cyclone Car Wash!
Beberapa hari lepas aku lihat satu promo tempat cucian kereta yang mana tengah mempromosikan pembasuhan kereta secara automatik dengan harga yang amat murah. Promosi adalah sehingga 30 November 2009 dengan harga RM2 untuk kereta dan RM4 untuk MPV. Kalau nak vacuum RM4 so, kira memang murahlah dengan teknologi yang canggih ni haha!!!
Smart Cyclone ni adalah yang pertama di Kemaman, maybe pantai timur kot. So, petang tu aku pergi aku tengok ramai yang beratur. Agak frust jugaklah tak dapat test, tentu lambat kalau tunggu giliran. Jadinya tak jadilah try... But biras aku datang dari Dungun dan dia gi test. Tak lama rupanya walaupun nampak kereta banyak beratur.
So aku apalagi, malam tu pergi sekali lagi... Bawak family aku sekali... Sampai-sampai tak banyak kereta beratur. Sambil tunggu giliran, aku pun snap-snap gambar guna PDA aku, kamera tak bawak plak. Gambar pun tak berapa comel.
Smart Cyclone ni adalah yang pertama di Kemaman, maybe pantai timur kot. So, petang tu aku pergi aku tengok ramai yang beratur. Agak frust jugaklah tak dapat test, tentu lambat kalau tunggu giliran. Jadinya tak jadilah try... But biras aku datang dari Dungun dan dia gi test. Tak lama rupanya walaupun nampak kereta banyak beratur.
So aku apalagi, malam tu pergi sekali lagi... Bawak family aku sekali... Sampai-sampai tak banyak kereta beratur. Sambil tunggu giliran, aku pun snap-snap gambar guna PDA aku, kamera tak bawak plak. Gambar pun tak berapa comel.
Tiba giliran kereta aku, pssssssss! kereta aku disembur dengan air tekanan tinggi. Pastu mat bangla suruh aku ke depan sikit. Diorang pun sambung sembur air lagi kat body ngan tayar kereta.
Pastu aku ke depan lagi... Syuuhhhh!!! Kereta aku disembur pulak dengan air sabun. Di gosok, dilanyak keta aku. Anak jantan aku dah takut dah, tutup mata!!!
Now, it's turn untuk masuk dalam terowong berus plak. Yang jaga mesin tu suruh aku luruskan stereng, free kan gear dan jangan tekan brek. Aku ikut je laa... Kereta aku pun bergerak perlahan-lahan dengan sendiri. Tiba-tiba, penglihatan aku gelap macam ni haaa!!!
Aku dah start cuak, gabra! Hahaha!!! Bulu-bulu besar duduk gosok badan kereta aku dengan lajunya. Anak aku lagilah, langsung tak buka mata terus. Tetiba aku nampak macam palang kat depan, Aih! apsal ni? Kang terlanggar ngan keta aku naya jer... Rupanya palang tu adalah palang angin yang akan naik slow-slow sambil keringkan kereta aku. Hahahaha!!!
Takpe... Takpe... First time! Dah keluar, beberapa mat bangla sambung keringkan kereta aku dengan kain. Pastu tanya nak vacuum ke tak? Aku jawab. TAK! Pastu aku pass RM2 dan terus blah...
Takpe... Takpe... First time! Dah keluar, beberapa mat bangla sambung keringkan kereta aku dengan kain. Pastu tanya nak vacuum ke tak? Aku jawab. TAK! Pastu aku pass RM2 dan terus blah...
Semalam aku pergi lagi, kali ni bawak kereta Viva plak... Aih! Kali ni dah expert dah, takyah nak ajar-ajar lagi. Nak masuk mesin pun dah tak gabra. Anak jantan aku standby nak tutup mata lagi tapi ibu dia pegang tangan tak kasik! Akhirnya dia berjaya juga hilangkan rasa takut....
Lepas tu vacuum kereta, bayar RM6 dan terus blah....
So, sesapa yang ada kat area Chukai, Kemaman ni, kalau nak try, try la sekarang sementara harga promosi. Lepas ni tak tau la berapa harga! hehe...
Lepas tu vacuum kereta, bayar RM6 dan terus blah....
So, sesapa yang ada kat area Chukai, Kemaman ni, kalau nak try, try la sekarang sementara harga promosi. Lepas ni tak tau la berapa harga! hehe...
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