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The price for laziness

Assalamualaikum and good morning. Monday, 13. A public holiday. From a morning walk at Tasik Shah Alam on this holiday.   Holiday? Yes, it is supposed to be a day for a rest. Resting means not doing anything. Being served a nice food, sit back enjoying your day, doing things that you want to do. That’s a definition for ‘MY REST DAY’ @ ‘HOLIDAY’. But .. the reality is not always like what we dreamt off … my rest day will normally be doing all the house chores that awaits me during the week days … pile of them, a long list. 2-3 days wont be enough to clear up all the back logs. But there is always a lazy day. And i declare today as a lazy day. Beginning early in the morning I have announced that “ibu is not cooking, ibu is not going to do anything. Ibu is going to enjoy the day.” But, this rest day comes with a price to pay. Ibu agreed to pay for the lunch. It costs XXX bucks. Yes, that’s the price for being lazy. You pay the price for being lazy. The morale of the story : Nothing good c

18.8 and parents

 Alhamdulillah ... Syukur When I posted about the T.O.P, I suddenly saw the post date which is 18.8 .. and realised that it is a significant date for me. Well ... it's my birthdate. The gift of love 💗💗 Even without these flowers, I can feel their love. Alhamdulillah .. the greatest Rabb has bestowed me with life, brought upon a mother who had sacrificed her life for me. I am sure there were sleepless nights when I was growing up from infant to babies. I am also sure there are endless doa from my parents, and making me who I am now. Alhamdulillah. If asked about birthdays, the parents should receive the greatest gratitude. And in my golden years, I should be the one giving them gifts on my birthday and not the other way round. There's nothing more than we hope from them, besides doa, but they needed more from us. They need our love, our attention, our care - will we be able to repay what they have given us? No. Never. They have given us the world to live in. And we have done s

T.O.P

 T.O.P - Tempat Orang Pencen Today is my visit to the hospital again. And today is for the physiotherapy session for my tendonitis. Alhamdulillah, after several session, the pain subsided. But, more therapy is needed, and it has to be on my part. And as advised by the therapist, I need to give the hand a rest (boleh ke??), with it being the right hand, it's a challenge. Perhaps I need a full rest, a vacation perhaps ;-) But it is not about the tendonitis that I want to talk about,  I want to tell about whom I met at the hospital. I met the ex-colleague, Prof Dato Halim, and another pensioner, from the Faculty Alam Bina, was informed of another pensioner whom also visited the hospital for tendonitis, PM Dr Masila (also my ex-colleague), and another pensioner, also from the university, whom a friend to Dato' Halim. Well, this is the cycle. We used to meet fellow friends of the same profession at conferences, but as the time passes by, the hospital became the place where all the p

SEMPORNA TRIP - DAY3

DAY 3 (DEC 2019) - BOHEY DULANG We were waiting for the cue from the land operator of our next trip. Whether it is going to be a Bohey Dulang or not. Why wait? Because they need to get the confirmation from the ranger whether it is safe to go there or not. Bohey Dulang is a hike. Hiking to the top to enjoy the magnificent view of the sea. However, the climb can be slippery though, especially if it rains the night before. We were lucky as the weather was just perfect. And we were able to take the climb. Make sure you have a proper gear with you. The sports shoe for the minimum. But we were only in our water shoes 😅 ... we didn't bring extra shoes. The water shoes works just fine. It grips well to the fit and do not slipped easily. This is one of the important feature for climbing. Except that it did not has proper soles. Anyway, Alhamdulillah we managed. Approaching the island. Look at the crystal clear water. Astonishing. The jetty. There is a strict rules on the number of visitor

Semporna - Jewel in the Eye - Family Trip : Day 1

 18 - 21 December 2019 This is a long overdue post. I would want to put it here as a remembrance to the beautiful moment we had together.  The trip was planned way ahead. It was Matta Fair 2019, sometime in April. It was our first visit to Matta Fair ever. People had been telling that you can get a best bargain going to Matta Fair, so, we try our luck. Our plan was to go to Europe. Unfortunately, all the trip to Europe offered by all the travel agents do not coincide with my semester break. Ans it was impossible for me to get a leave for holiday if the semester in on. Therefore we opted for local. And Semporna caught our attention. And it was already during our way out of the exhibition hall that we decided for this. It was ARBA Travel that attracted us. We booked for only the two of us, as the promoter was persuading us to grab the special offer. He claimed that we can still get the benefit of the Matta Fair offer if we decided to add more participants later. So we agreed. After comin

KRIUK ... KRIUK

 Assalamualaikum Just feeling like rambling again today. Anyway, who reads blog these days. Everyone has moved to Instagrams, TikTok .. less text to read. Only viewing and listening. I wonder whether it has any cognitive effect. Well .. time flies, the world has changed. It changed from the first day I started blogging, left the blog unattended and writing it again today. ==== Kriuk ... kriuk What could it be? By writing and reading, it creates one's own imagination. And it opens up to diverse interpretation. That's the beauty of writing and reading. My version of kriuk, kriuk is the symbolical sound of the joints in my physical body. Yes, I started to feel the tense in all the joints.  My rukuk, my sujood, my raise to i'tidal is never the same again.  It's a proof of the ages that I have passed. Not knowing how many more do I have. How hard I tried to stay fit and healthy, but Allah's design is beyond. In each of the happenings and creation is a sign for us to thin