The result's out. The news stunned us! The hospital has scheduled Mak an appointment with an oncologist this Tuesday. Oncologists are physicians who study, diagnose, and treat cancerous tumors. Mak has cancer!
I'm still hoping it is not so, though. Let's doa. Let's solat hajat.


In Conversation.. more and more

Bapak, Mak, Alia and Arissa in a car from KL to home. Bapak and Mak were deep in conversation suddenly Alia barged in:

Alia: Bapak, hari ni berapa haribulan?
Bapak: Laa, Alia niiih. Tak nampak ker bapak ngan mak tengah berbual.
Mak: Ya la, tak baik menyampuk macam tu. Apa salahnya tanya aje kat Arissa disebelah tu.
Arissa: Er, buat apa tanya saya sebab saya tak tahu. Saya hilang ingatan!!!

(Mak and Bapak: Arissa, Arissa. Tak improve ker lagi vocabulary....)

Asma, Alia and Mak sedang bersantai di dalam bilik and

Asma: Alia ni macam mukaBapak, kan Mak? Asma ikut muka Mak.
Mak: Ya ker?
Asma: Ya lah, tengok Alia punya mata kan serupa mata Bapak. Macam mata orang Peranchis.

(Bapak: Happy sangat. Je t'aime, Asma! Muah Muah!)


Beauty and The Beast

I simply love animated movies especialy those from Disney and Pixar. My favourites include Shrek I and II (but the recent third installment was somewhat of a let down to me personally) and The Incredibles.

But my all-time favourite, and most probably for my Yan and the girls too, are the classic Beauty and The Beast. I can just watch it over and over again. At one point of my life I could even memorise all the songs (masa the movie baru keluar dulu in the early 90s). And one of my favourite scene was when Belle and the Beast were singing in a cold wintry condition and cute little birds were chirping all around them. Just like this one:
Very the menggembirakan. Anyway, closer to home, I have my own little Belle too. Like this picture:
Arissa kat rumah Opah Temoh bertemu ayam-ayam dan mak ayam for the first time. It's not winter and there's no song accompanying her but Bapak thinks this picture is still very romantic.


Children throughout your lifetime...

Found this in USAToday the other day:

Preteen years are the easiest. Young kids love you most of the time and want your loving attention all of the time. They need you to help them develop a variety of interests outside the classroom, in the arts, sports, current events, etc. Don't overdo school work at home. That's what teachers are for, and they do it best.
Teen years are the toughest. Teenagers rebel at parental guidance, but they need it, especially in relationships with others their age. Don't overemphasize grades. A B-plus student with well-rounded interests will fare better in college and in the real world than one with all A-pluses whose interests don't go beyond good grades.
Don't forget your kids in their adult years. In the 20s, they need your guidance on career choices. In the 30s, on possible career changes. In their 40s and 50s, on planning for retirement, which sneaks up on them sooner than most expect and they often are unprepared financially and emotionally.
Above all, try to enjoy it all. If you do, chances are they will too.

"That is the thankless position of the father in the family-the provider for all, and the enemy of all."
-- J. August Strindberg


The Relocation of UM

In my book, for someone to even suggest that Universiti Malaya be relocated (and willing to fork out millions of ringgit to see it move to Sepang) tantamounts to "treason" act. Don't la that way. There are things in life that are best be left alone. Like UM. So I'm somewhat relieve to be reading this Bernama report where both Pak Lah and the DPM had publicly opposed the move. Alhamdulillah! Here's the excerpt of the report....

KEPALA BATAS, June 16 (Bernama) -- Both Prime Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi and Deputy Prime Minister Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak said the main campus of Universiti Malaya should be retained at its present location in Lembah Pantai in Kuala Lumpur and not make way for a proposed commercial development.
"The (present) location is adequate for the university's operations. If possible, I want the campus to be retained there," Abdullah said, adding that the university could open branch campuses elsewhere if necessary.
It was reported yesterday that real estate company Guocoland (M) Berhad, controlled by millionaire Tan Sri Quek Leng Chan, has offered to relocate the university to Sepang in order to develop its present site into a RM10 billion commercial and residential hub.
That plan is reportedly objected to by the university's academic staff association, alumni, lecturers, administrators and undergraduates.
Abdullah, himself a graduate of Universiti Malaya, said that personally he would not want the university to be relocated.
"Universiti Malaya is the first institution of higher learning established in the country and has served the nation well," he said.
Najib said the government would never agree to the proposal to relocate the university if it went against the public interest, adding that the government would consider the views of all quarters and that so far many had voiced opposition to the matter.
The company's proposal to relocate UM had met with objection and aroused the anger of various parties, including former UM vice-chancellor Royal Prof Ungku Abdul Aziz.
Ungku Aziz said the developer had no sense of patriotism as he was prepared to offer a price for the priceless national heritage.

Pelan Pendidikan Nasional

Dush! Aduh! Tak terasa tak tau ler....


That holiday called Honeymoon

Date: Sometime in November 1993.
Apa dia?: The newly-weds having breakfast at Merlin Inn, Fraser's Hill.
I took a three-week leave for my wedding way back in November 1993. A tad too long one might say, right? It's not that we went away pi Hawaii ka or Europe for our honeymoon. No, we didn't go anywhere that require us to use our passport. No sir.
It's just that I was entitled to that many days anyway. Afterall, I was getting married! Even after that three weeks off from workI still have lots of leave left. One of the benefits of working in big company like NSTP was punyalah banyak cuti sampai you don't have the time to take it.
In the end you simply accummulate the days which works out fine too especially when you retire or decided to resign. Extra duit, beb!
Anyway, just where exactly did we go during the first few weeks after we became woman and husband? Well, I took a week off before the wedding day (to psyche myself! he he) which effectively left us with only two weeks for our bulan madu.
In that short span of time (that two weeks), we managed to spend a few nights at both our moms' places, then off we went to visit Yan's uncle (Mak Kampar's elder brother) in Kelantan.
The uncle, which we called Ayah, was quite ill during our wedding and could not made it for the kenduri. It was indeed a wise move on our part to visit Ayah at that point of time as it was the only time and opportunity that I could meet up with him. We never crossed paths again and he passed away two years later after a long sickness. Incidentally, that was my first and still the only trip to Kelantan.
Oh Yes! We also found ourselves at Abang Lan's (Yan's brother) place somewhere in Pantai Cahaya Bulan area. Abang Lan and family also could not make it for the wedding.
After Kelantan, we went back to Perak with the intention to go and visit as many sedara-mara as possible. But once we reached Temoh, Mak told us that Shook (my colleague who's occupying a cubicle in front of me and very much married to my cousin Iza) had been trying to get in touch. I returned his call and found out that I was needed at the office like ASAP for the dreaded yearly performance appraisal session.

What to do... so we packed our bags and rushed back to KL. While in KL apart from attending the appraisal session, we managed to visit my eldest brother Chor's place in Shah Alam which turned out to be a real blessing as he presented us with gift certificate of a two night stay at Merlin Inn in Fraser's Hill. Alhamdulillah. Before that we melawat Shook's place in USJ 6 and rumah my uncle Ayah Chik in Gombak.
So we spent three days in Fraser's Hill which turned out to be a wonderful excursion untuk orang baru kahwin like us. In 1993, the cuaca is still sejuk unlime today. Bagus tu! After that we went back to Perak and masa nih Yan dah mula mabuk naik kereta. Aik apa sudah jadi da?
Anyway, the remaining holiday was spent to melawat as many uncles, aunties and cousins as possible. We managed to singgah ke rumah my uncle Ayah Anjang di Penang, rumah Kak Enon (cousin Yan) in Taiping, more cousins like Kak Encik and Kak La in Ipoh. We also visited rumah my eldest sister in-law Yong in Simpang Pulai. Of course, we spent a night at my grandmother's place in Pengkalan. Then gi lunch at Kak's place (masa tu duduk kat Bandar Baru Kampar). We also visited Yan's uncle Pak Uteh in Malim Nawar and his sons' houses (nasib baik dekat-dekat aje). And only then we angkut semua baju-baju Yan and all the hadiahs balik KL.
Sampai KL on Friday, we visited rumah Nyah (Yan's bro) di Cheras on Saturday and rumah Ayah Chu, my youngest uncle, in Shah Alam on Sunday. Before we went over to Shah Alam, we singgah kat Klinik Rosli at SS19 sebab Yan rasa macam demam. Apa daaa...
Interestingly, dah namanya "orang baru" maka we were either treated to a lunch or dinner at almost all our stops. Sedap2 belaka. Kat rumah Ayah Chu, Mak Su siap masak nasi minyak lagi sebab she could not make it for the wedding as well sebab masa tu she was menunggu hari aje to deliver Ammar.
All things said and done, I'm glad we visited as many relatives during that two weeks as it enabled us to get acquainted with each other's sedara mara, which until today feature prominently in our lives. For that we thank you.
Finally it was Monday and I went back to work. And I told my friends that morning that my wife's expecting! Already?

Sapaler gamaknya orang muda ni?

Dear my relatives and friends,

I found this pix while spring cleaning my locker at home. So guys, lunch on me if you could teka correctly who the hell is this person. I'll give you the answer on Saturday the 16th.
(Clue: sedara kita jugak...)



World's Strongest Dad

Dear all fathers,
Read the piece below and be inspired.

By: Rick Reilly of fatherville.com

I try to be a good father. Give my kids mulligans. Work nights to pay for their text messaging. Take them to swimsuit shoots.

But compared with Dick Hoyt, I suck.Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in marathons. Eight times he's not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars--all in the same day.

Dick's also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. on a bike. Makes taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?And what has Rick done for his father? Not much--except save his life.

This love story began in Winchester, Mass., 43 years ago, when Rick was strangled by the umbilical cord during birth, leaving him brain-damaged and unable to control his limbs.

"He'll be a vegetable the rest of his life;'' Dick says doctors told him and his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old.

"Put him in an institution."

But the Hoyts weren't buying it. They noticed the way Rick's eyes followed them around the room.

When Rick was 11 they took him to the engineering department at Tufts University and asked if there was anything to help the boy communicate."No way," Dick says he was told. "There's nothing going on in his brain.""Tell him a joke," Dick countered. They did. Rick laughed.

Turns out a lot was going on in his brain.Rigged up with a computer that allowed him to control the cursor by touching a switch with the side of his head, Rick was finally able to communicate.

First words? "Go Bruins!" And after a high school classmate was paralyzed in an accident and the school organized a charity run for him, Rick pecked out, "Dad, I want to do that."
Yeah, right. How was Dick, a self-described "porker" who never ran more than a mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he tried.

"Then it was me who was handicapped," Dick says. "I was sore for two weeks."

That day changed Rick's life. "Dad," he typed, "when we were running, it felt like I wasn't disabled anymore!"

And that sentence changed Dick's life. He became obsessed with giving Rick that feeling as often as he could.

He got into such hard-belly shape that he and Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon."No way," Dick was told by a race official. The Hoyts weren't quite a single runner, and they weren't quite a wheelchair competitor.

For a few years Dick and Rick just joined the massive field and ran anyway, then they found a way to get into the race officially: In 1983 they ran another marathon so fast they made the qualifying time for Boston the following year.

Then somebody said, "Hey, Dick, why not a triathlon?"How's a guy who never learned to swim and hadn't ridden a bike since he was six going to haul his 110-pound kid through a triathlon?

Still, Dick tried. Now they've done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour Ironmans in Hawaii. It must be a buzzkill to be a 25-year-old stud getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don't you think?

"Hey, Dick, why not see how you'd do on your own?" "No way," he says. Dick does it purely for "the awesome feeling" he gets seeing Rick with a cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.

This year, at ages 65 and 43, Dick and Rick finished their 24th Boston Marathon, in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best time? Two hours, 40 minutes in 1992 -- only 35 minutes off the world record, which, in case you don't keep track of these things, happens to be held by a guy who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the time.

"No question about it," Rick types. "My dad is the Father of the Century."

And Dick got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries was 95% clogged. "If you hadn't been in such great shape," one doctor told him, "you probably would've died 15 years ago.

"So, in a way, Dick and Rick saved each other's life. Rick, who has his own apartment (he gets home care) and works in Boston, and Dick, retired from the military and living in Holland, Mass., always find ways to be together.

They give speeches around the country and compete in some backbreaking race every weekend, including this Father's Day.

That night, Rick will buy his dad dinner, but the thing he really wants to give him is a gift he can never buy.

"The thing I'd most like," Rick types, "is that my dad sit in the chair and I push him once."


Ambik Makan

Kami selalu refer majlis bertandang as pegi ambik makan. How crude, right? Anyway, rumah Hasri di sekitar Kampar jugak. Tak jadi hal. Sehari selepas majlis kat rumah perempuan kamipun pergi ambik makan. Gambar tak banyak sangat ... nantilah kalau Nurul atau Fudhail boleh e-mail, we feature more of it.
Me and my Asma
Yeay! dapat makan kat meja pengantin. The last time we makan at a meja pengantin was at our own wedding almost 14 years ago.

Arissa, Nurul, Aisyah, Awin, Asma and Alia.

Majlis Resepsi Ana & Hasri

Majlis reception Ana dan Hasri berlangsung meriah pada tanggal June 2 2007. Majlis berjalan lancar. Semua kaum keluarga sama-sama menyumbang tenaga bagi memastikan semuanya baik-baik belaka. Dan alhamdulillah, semuanya baik-baik belaka. Tetamu lebih 1,000 orang - by our standard ramai tuuu.Penat tetapi berbaloi.

Pasangan pengangtin bersama-sama Pak Nyah dan Mak Nyah. Nanti Julai, kita berkampung di Cheras pulak lah ye.

Santapan Bersama

Raja Sehari dan Ratu Sehari.

Di Persada Cinta

Dengan iringan gamelan, perarakan masuk Pengantin berlangsung penuh adat Melayu

Yeay! Sudah sampai.

Bersama Mak pengantin. Mertua dan menantu mengajar di satu sekolah.

Dengan Kak Faizah (selamat bertugas Faizah!)

Pengantin bersama Kak Zai dan Nisah

Bersama keluarga Pak Lan (minus Pak Lan dan Shibli). Shadilia, Saliha, Suhail, Kak Jah, Safia dan Shakira.

Cousins Faizah dan Shadilia. Baru graduate dan sudah bekerja. dan tak lama lagi Shadilia akan berangkat ke UK. InsyaAllah.

Mak Kampar. Jadi host cucu dia kahwin. Mak datang ke dewan, duduk depan pintu dewan menyambut tetamu, lepas tu balik. Tak masuk dewan pun, boleh?

Star of the Show. Kak Encik dengan wajiknya.

Hulubalang majlis - Hadim ngan Farid.

Pembawa Sirih Junjung Asma dan Arissa (with Nizam yang enter frame)

Izzati yang rendah bawak tepak sirih manakala Aisyah dan Alia jadi pengapit. (er, macam tugas2 Akbar Abidin jer kan?)

Petugas meja urusetia (jangan main2) - Shadilia, Suhail dan Nisah.

Tekun menyambut tetamu dan menghulur cenderhati ialah Safia, Shida dan Leha.

Getting ready for the show.

The ladies in waiting posing for the camera.

Kak Encik, Yan, Hadim dan Farid

Peace to the Pengantin from Pak Cik Aa and Alia

Me and my baby girl.

Yan with Kak Yah, Lina and her daughters.

Meja VIP. Dapat frame gambar dari Ikea you.

Bunga kat pintu gerbang. Tak tau ler pulak kenapa Fudhail amik gambar ni.


Majlis Ijab Kabul

Alhamdullilah, Majlis Akad Nikah Ana & Hasri berjalan lancar. But of course, malam majlis tentunya ada drama drama kecil seperti tetiba the appointed saksi tak datang dan both Kak and me have to rush to his place to remind him only to be told that he has been hospitalised for a week. Nasib baik boleh ganti ngan orang lain. And sesi menunggu untuk set-up pelamin untuk majlis di dewan keesokan harinya yang hanya tiba pukul 4 pagi.
Apapun, majlis tetap maintain meriah. Saudara mara ramai yang tiba malam tu especially dari Johor. Malam (ker pagi?) tu kami tidur dengan pintu-pintu rumah terbuka luas sebab rumah dah sesak padat dengan manusia. At around 3pm, I managed to find a spot depan pintu depan sebelah Arissa. Yan was busy with her kek tiga tingkat sampai ler ke pagi.

Majlis Makan Malam - gembira dan lega sebab dah selesai. Makan pun tak berapa selera...
Cikgu Hasri. The Groom. Adik2 ipar masih panggil cikgu ker? Hari tu a day after the reception, I still heard Nurul called out cikgu... ha ha , abang ipar tu weh!

Majlis berinai. Giliran Hasri.

Dinner table for the Pengantin. Idea Yan (kena beritahu nih). Kak Encik and Kak La (Yan's cousins) dah siap tempah Yan untuk set-up table macam ni untuk majlis dia orang nanti - Kak La untuk majlis adak perempuannya pada Ogos nanti dan Kak Encik untuk majlis Hadim Disember nanti.

Ana and Kak zai, Kak Jah, Nisah , Safia dan Leha.

Majlis Menyarung Cincin
Ana di atas Pelamin. Selamat semuanya. Alhamdullilah.
Majlis nikah berlangsung di surau berdekatan. Ana with Faizah lending her hand to control her nerves.
Dengan sekali lafaz, anak orang selamat jadi isteri orang. Semoga berbahagia ke anak cucu.


The Pelamins

Kalau di majlis kahwin Orang Melayu tak sah kalau tak da pelamin. Tambah-tambah musim sekarang ni. Untuk majlis kahwin our anak saudara Ana and Hasri the other day, siap ada dua biji pelamin lagi. Satu di rumah dan satu di dewan.
Dah dah kenduri kahwin anak saudara sendiri, makanya kami rasa pelamin-pelaminnya cantik sekali.

Ini pelamin di rumah Kak. Yan suruh tulis yang pelamin ini idea dia. Sememangnya pelamin ini buatan sendiri. Kami pinjam perkakasnya dari kawan Kak yang dah pencen business andam-mengandam ni. Hampir seminggu jugaklah Yan ngan kakak dia dok design and decorate this pelamin. Hasilnya, memang boleh dibanggakan. Malahan empunya pelamin ini pun impress katanya.

Yang ini tampak lebih grand maklumlah di dalam dewan. Yang memasangnya pun expert. Kami tak campur tangan langsung. Tapi pelamin ni dipasang pukul 4.00pagi. Janjinya pelamin akan dipasang selepas majlis menikah. Tapi tunggu punya tunggu depa-depa ni tak jugak kunjung tiba. I waited until pukul 2.30pagi lepas tu terus tertidor. Depa called kak at 3.45am. Masa tu Yan tengah sibuk menghias kek. Cousin Yan, Kitat(apa punya nama da) pulak dok sibuk pot pet pot pet depan Yan. Orang lain lama dah pergi Bidor. Kak akhirnya pergi ke dewan pepagi buta tu sorang-sorang diri. Tak sedar langsung, tahu2 Kak dah balik dlm pukul 6 pagi. Baru selesai dipasang.


Pengantin Lama!

I'm still editing Ana and Hasri's wedding pix. Till then, just look at us... the pengantin lama!!!

Ini kat dewan on Saturday. Yan jadi wedding planner and I'm her husband. And also jadi penyambut tetamu although I didn't know like 80 per cent of the tetamu.

Ini kat rumah Hasri on Sunday.


Selamat Pengantin Baru Ana dan Hasri

Last weekend, Ana and Hasri finally tied the knot. After months of preparation, the wedding went very well and smoothly. Here's the bride and groom with their court at the wedding dais.
Selamat Berbahagia Hingga Ke Anak Cucu.
(More pix coming yaa..)