Monday, August 31, 2009

HOME ALONE [28.8.09-31.8.09]

DAY 1
Rudi and the girls are back in Kelantan. Bik has gone back to Indonesia for a good rest - one month long holiday.

And I have three days to do as I please! I am sure by Merdeka, I will be missing the girls and their Daddy tremendously. But at the moment I am just enjoying myself doing the things I love...writing, rearranging the little corner here and the framed photos there, eating chocolates, dates and acar masak for break fast! Yummy!

Talking to Cruikshank as I please. And drinking raspberry tea.

Heavanly.

DAY 2
I love driving to work on Saturdays. The roads are clear and I can blast the radio as loud as I please. Often on Saturdays, I get to go to work on my own because Friday nights are Rudi's night out with the boys.

With current favorite songs - Kiss me on the phone, Towards Zero by Archuleta and Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Callait - I think about the things I'd like to get going today. As usual, when I can't write, I create a ridiculous sentence which uses all the key words of my checklist. Inspiration abounds when I am in the shower or while I am driving so this technique works best for me. Today's sentence is:

James Dean kindly reminded Marilyn Monroe and Colbie Callait arising from the M&E works, their white skirt and beautiful hair will not be flying in the breeze as usual.

After my SPM exams, my uncle taught me how to race! It was exhilarating and I suppose, dangerous at the time. But when you are 18, you do not think of things like this. Anyway, my escapades on Saturday mornings remind me of those times...of my James Dean moments...black jackets and all.

Then Rick Astley comes on the radio singing - Never Gonna Give Up On you...

DAY 2
Datin V, Arul, Terry, Evelyn and I work hard at a project close to heart. Creativity, hunger pangs and excited discussions potray the best of our Merdeka spirit, collaboration and contribution.

Tonight, I'll have Doritos for break fast!

DAY 2
Slept at Datin's.

DAY 3
Woke up at 6.30am. Drove back to Rawang and tidied up the garden. Almost cried at my ruined white bed-cover until I had a brilliant idea. Turned it into the breakfast corner round table cover [very expensive tablecover]. The texture was perfect. Also dressed up the sofa with the decade old but in perfect condition blue velvet rug. And matched it with my old made new dusty blue cushions.

The living room looked perfect.

Met Terry at the studio and worked on a mini-documentary on International Women of NAM and another in tribute to local past women leaders.

Came home too tired to do anything. Called Rudi and the kids.

DAY 4
HAPPY MERDEKA.

Started writing an article about all the books that made an impact on me throughout my life. Just finished it 10 hours later.

The family will be home later tonight. Worried about Cruikshank. He hasn't been home at all but there is this pregnant cat who looks like Cruickshank, the similarity is uncanny. It can't be, Cruikshank is a guy! And this She-Cruikshank just stares at me.

I must admit, while I missed them, I truly enjoyed myself.

Had dates, dried apricots and boiled eggs with pepper and kicap for breakfast. I can feel myself slimming down. Must do this again.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Water balloons in August

Suddenly Ikesha is a toddler.

As her third birthday looms ahead, she is making her presence felt as only toddlers know how to. No longer content of 'being left behind', I have finally mastered the art of taking five girls out for a day of fun - with a lot of 'don't do that', 'don't talk all at once' and 'don't talk while I am at the junction' provisos..

Ice Age 3 early this month was our movie outing for the month, followed by a visit to Ayah Ngah in Klang, Ilena's birthday saw us (courtesy of Mak Su) leading a giant bubble session by the water-fountain right infront of KLCC. Ikesha decided to start a 'Under the water-jet race' and I - believe it or not - decided to allow it!

And this week, we stayed at home for a water balloon race! Iman and Inas had to be dragged into the game - with the excuse - let's do it for the kids.

Hah! Iman and Inas had the most fun bursting each other's water balloons!

While Ilena and Irani only cared that they have the pink balloons, Ikesha gingerly carried her water balloons to Inas to throw into the final bucket!

No losers for this race - everyone had fun!

Friday, May 15, 2009

Captured Moments


Today, I took the day off to see Ilena at her Wet Wet World funtime at her kindergarten, Balqis.

My, what fun it was. The fire brigade came by and the red engine truck was parked right infront of the kindergarten. Then the fire-officers sprayed the kids - who were in their swimming suits - it was amazing! the kids splashed each other and soon rainbows began to appear all over. Soon the kids played bubbles...I have never seen so much fun at the school.

The fire-officers took a photo with Ilena at the end, Ilena said thank you with her winning smile.

I think over the last year - we have had many moments like this - our recent trip to Pekan and stay at Inderapura, 60 Earth Hour day was fun with candles in the outdoor, the girls trip to Bahrain - even the visit to the airport with Megat and Hanif, painting the living room, Ikesha snapping her fingers and singing Mamma Mia, Irani's visit to the theatre to watch Beauty and The Beast with me, our Night of The Keys...

Thank you God, for all these special moments we share...

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Monday, July 07, 2008

Island Hopping

It seems that I live from 'time away' to 'time off', forever working towards captured isolated moments with the family - Iman, Inas, Irani, Ilena and Ikesha with Rudi.

The sea of drowning work and exhilarating book projects continue to have my devotion and all-consuming energy because I promise myself these little pockets of happiness after a long stretch. Singapore in September 2000 with Iman and Inas, Cyberlodge, Cyberjaya in April 2004 with Iman, Inas and Irani, Kampong Tuk Senik, Langkawi in June 2006 with Iman, Inas, Irani and Ilena, Ritz Carleton, Kuala Lumpur in June 2008 with Iman, Inas, Irani, Ilena and Ikesha.

I am now devoting all my energy and concentration to give them a holiday of a lifetime, God willing.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Awaiting Ikesha

On the morning of my birthday, Irani woke up and came to me and said..." Nama adik Akisha lah." And suddenly, the name Ikesha was born and sounded perfect after an 8 month search.

I had been thinking about the names of Egyptian queens for some time and one afternoon, Mak Ungku came up with the same suggestion. I considered Nefertiti or Nefertari but desided that history wise, Nefertari was the more significant and beloved Queen despite Nefertiti's renowned beautiful bust.

So, Nefertari Ikesha she will be. Insyaallah.

We are all excited about her, me most of all as I have been quite anxious about her, due to my age and the pressure at work. But baby has been kicking and each movement is a blessing to me...a small happy moment while we wait for Ikesha's arrival.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Mak Ungku

An afternoon of French poetry, parfum exotica et les sieges, resthouses of yesteryears, les vacances, Datin Seri Endon and a Friday afternoon, Lee Kuan Yew, 'ulat nangka', muziums and the National Monument. May I never forget.

The Girls and the World Cup

Crisis

Our Herb Garden

Home At last

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Aidilfitri

Aidilfitri 2005

Shahrul Bakhtiar Zubair

UPSR Madness

To think that I would have to go through this in two years time.

Nevertheless, I enjoyed this roller coaster ride through Iman's first major step in life. Earlier this year, she panicked and broke down in tears when her results were less than satisfactory. Throughout the months, a stronger Iman emerged . In August, she did her Piano exam which she eventually passed and in September, her UPSR after aceing her trials.

So, the standard sixers enjoyed themselves in Langkawi for 3 days. No matter how she does, I am proud of her for she came through with much diligence, determination and self discipline.

Congratulations, Iman.

Al-fatihah

My dearest aunt, albeit a bit strange and flamboyant, passed away in August. Auntie Yah took care of me when I was little. She would make sure we are scrubbed clean after playing in the rain and check our school bags for any 'extra' coins which would somehow make its way there. She was also my father's secretary. She would make the loveliest Sardine Sandwiches using an iron, and make the most marvellous nasi goreng. When I was going through my divorce, she was a tower of strength and Iman, Inas and I stayed with her in a shoplot on the 4th floor, after leaving Jaf.

Long before anybody could tolerate the idea of me marrying Rudi for the variety of reasons, Auntie Yah and Shahrul became his best buddies, Rudi becoming an ardent admirer of her cooking. Those were blissful days, poor but quite enchanting.

I wanted so much for Auntie Yah to stay with us come December when we move to Rawang. But it was not meant to be. On 27 August,2005 I was at UH, never really accepting the fact that she might be leaving us...evenwhile I was reading the Yassin. I was so preoccupied in doing the right thing, making sure Shahrul gets to see his mother one last time, consoling him when she was finally no longer with us, I forgot to remember the times.

Today, on he first day of Ramadhan, I will say a little prayer for her, May she rest in peace.

Majestic Ipoh

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