Sunday, May 24, 2015

When The Going Gets Tough ...

Husband left a week ago and the plan was for him to attend to the Rohingyas who landed in Kedah. He is supposed to be away for two weeks and at the rate that things are going, I am not sure whether he would return next week. Maybe he would, just to take a fresh set of clothing's and then off he go again. At times, I realize that I take him for granted. When he is around, I just love to pick on him. Bila dah tak ada ni, macam miss pulak cos nobody to talk to and banter. The Aces are around, not all the time full quorum because the 1st and 2nd Aces would return home and go back to their respective universities during weekends. Nonetheless, they do keep me company, especially meal times and TV watching times, otherwise biasalah buat hal masing-masing.

Work is as usual, endless. As Monday appears, I wish that Friday is fast to arrive. Relieved when Friday arrives cos that marks a weekend. During weekends, I just want to stay at home, relax and do nothing. But when I realize that Sunday is almost over, I would ask myself, where has the weekend gone, what did I do during this time, can I have another day off, etc etc. If only we can work 2 days and rest for 5 days in a week, kan heaven!

At work, I think I have lost my mojo. My time management sucks. My participation in meetings, is like from a scale of 1 to 10, I fail miserably. I always give a rating on my participation and contribution in the  meetings that I attended. So far since the time I continued working in Oct last year, the highest scale that I have reached is 5! Pernah once I rated myself a 2! Below the line betul. Bang my head - I need to buck up. A friend suggested to read this book Stand Out by Dorie Clark. I must look for this book next time I drop by at Kinokuniya. Hope it will motivate me or if not change me. I wonder if my contribution at work commensurates with my earnings. The scariest part is, if it doesn't, apa nak jawab di akhirat esok. Eee .... takut.

Tomorrow is Monday and hopefully this week is better although I know things will start even busier. Looking forward to next weekend cos there will be a retreat in Ipoh. Nice!

I have in my mind the one below at the moment. In syaa Allah it is for the better.




Saturday, May 16, 2015

Saturday Morning Work-Out

A couple of years ago during INSEAD management training which I attended, the organizer did not only organize the business management syllabus for us, there were also physical training; either we went to the gym or we did the aerobics. The physical training instructor was this 44 year old lady who was very very fit and everyone would easily guess that she is only in her mid 30s. Almost every day when I went for the work-outs led by her, I wondered if I could be like her when I reached her age. Without realizing it, she was an inspiration.

I am not a person who exercises diligently or who has its fixed schedule as to when to run on the treadmill. I do jog and brisk walk once a while whenever I am free. It will just be a walk at the park nearby the house, or swim at hotel during outstation trips or vacation, and now the latest "craze" is climbing hills. Well not that I do them often, baru dua bukit sudah panjat i.e. Bukit Gasing and Bukit Broga. More often than not, I would do a bit more extra work-out when I realize that my thighs are touching each other as I walk, or when I cannot buckle my pants or sarong yang sepatutnya ada dua jari kelonggarannya. That is the KPI weight for me.

On a different story, my 5th Ace who will be taking his taekwondo black belt grading in 3 weeks time has been procrastinating in building up his stamina. As part of the grading qualification, he has to run 5 km in 30 minutes. He promised me that he would jog in the evenings yet when I returned from office these past days, I always found him sound asleep. This has been going on for two weeks.

I don't exactly remember but I think last night I must have dreamt about KLCC and Twin Towers, the place I used to work.

The Twin Towers 

So this morning after knowing that the husband has left to the airport as early at 3 am, and today is not a day for grocery shopping, I forced the 5th Ace to follow me to KLCC Park. Liat betul nak bangun and after the show of the rotan and much threats (including mama is not talking to him for the weekend and surrendering his handphone), he had to budge ( yes!! Mama memang terror in this episode when it comes to the 5th one, to the dismay of the 4th one ).

5th Ace

The 4th Ace obligingly followed as she just need to de-stress herself from the ongoing exams. Anyway, she is becoming some like a health freak, hence a piece of cake to persuade her, unless she is so mengantuk or moody.

I love jogging at the KLCC Park because of the running track. It doesn't make you feel easily tired. For the 4th Ace and the 5th Ace, this is their first time here. Well maybe no. I think I have brought them here before when they were small to play at the water park. The water park is closed now.

Black pairs of shoes seem to be the trend now

We jogged and ran for three rounds together with other regulars. Haish!! Envy their fitness level. There were other activities going on, the yoga and the bootcamp. I wish I am more fit to do these. I gave up yoga because it was just too painful to stretch and bootcamp is never in my dictionary. They say no pain, no gain. For me, I am satisfied that I can still run at this age, bukanlah to qualify for marathon, but suffice to make me feel good. And that I could be marked at par with that then 44 year old lady training instructor.


Mama with her purple dumb bell

Sunday, May 10, 2015

A Long Lost Tailor

The guests were busy finding their seats in the Wisma Perwira ATM Ballroom. We checked where we were supposed to be seated and quickly made our way to Table no 5. The ballroom was already half full with family and friends. We were attending Sarah's happiest day - Sarah weds Husaini. Sarah's mother, Kak Su is hubby's cousin. All four of us, Aliah, Alim, husband and I were seated with my sister-in-law and brother-in-law and their family.

I saw Abg Nan who just arrived at the next table. Abg Nan is also hubby's cousin. He came with another guy clad with pink baju melayu. Without me noticing, Aliah approached the pink baju melayu guy. They talked for a while then Aliah waved at me, asking me to come join her. Baffled, I went to the next table.

Aliah : Ma, this is my cikgu yang teach me how to sew.
Me     : Oh ye, ke? Hallo.
Abg Nan : Larrr... Ini lah Abol. Ingat tak?
Me     : Abol? Yang jahit baju tu? Oh my God.. Is that you? Kenapa you look very different? Remember, you sew my wedding dress?
(Hubby after seeing the commotion, came to join)
Abol   : Ha, dia ni memang nampak familiar (he shook husband's hands)
Husband : Eh, betul ke ni Abol? Lain nya.
Me      : Dulu kan you gemuk sikit.
Abg Nan : Ah ah, Abg Nan yang makin sihat. Aliah kenal Abol ke?
Aliah   : Dia lah cikgu Aliah yang ajar jahit kat UIA tu.
Me       : Masha Allah what a small world. Abol ni lah yang jahit baju kahwin mama.
Abol    : Ha ha... Lama sangat dah. Saya jahit baju kahwin dia and sekarang anak dia belajar jahit dengan saya...

The conversation went on and on, about how Abol made my baju kahwin 23 years ago and Aliah's sewing classes.

It is just so wonderful to meet old friends by surprise and it is even more wonderful when you know your present life is connected to him, without you even realizing it !

Abol and Hubs

One of the hantarans for my engagement was the kain lace, it was meant to be the kain to be made as baju for the wedding at the reception held at the groom's side. I was elated to receive it, because I had never had a baju kurung lace before. At the same time worried because I didn't know how and where to tempah the same to be a wedding dress.

Hubby then suggested that I made it at Abol, supposed to be a well known tailor. I tak kenal lah siapa Abol ni then. He knew Abol who is Abg Nan's friend, this guy who makes baju pengantin. 23 years ago, most people rent songket for their baju pengantin but to make a lacy one for my wedding... ? Hmmm... Tak sure lah how to go about. Apparently when hubby was in his teens, he always lepak at Abol's tailor shop in Bukit Bintang. After being convinced by hubby, I took up the offer and within the next few days, we were at Abol's shop in Masjid India discussing the wedding dress.

I found Abol very meticulous, lemah-lembut, creative and full of ideas. Guess guys like him, the likes of Salikin Sidek and Rizalman have these special traits. Twice we went to his shop, one to take my measurement and another to do the fitting. The results - I loved it. I wish I could post my wedding picture clad in the peach baju kebaya, however, the picture is not syariah compliant hence please imagine this petite lady wearing it then. I was 41 kgs at that time, and now.... tengok je lah. I hardly can fit in. Berangan jugak to hand it down to my daughters, malangnya they are way to tall then me.

The size 6 kebaya pendek I wore at my wedding 

After the tempah-menempah baju episode, I never had the chance to meet Abol again. I was busy starting a family. We lost touch. I gathered that Abol still takes order and makes baju pengantin. He does it from his home at Kg Melayu Subang.

Abol's call card. He still maintain his signature label. 

On a different note, apparently, in UIA they have curriculum of sewing added to the credit hours. Aliah who was going through a hard patch last year decided to take up sewing to keep herself busy. So when UIA offered this subject as part of her skill set, she quickly signed up for the class. I bought her a portable sewing machine last month and she has made good use of it thus far. Adalah dua tiga helai baju yang dah siap, although the first piece had to undergo many times of re-do.

Cheap and good tailors are hard to find nowadays. You can never know if Aliah's rezki is from menjahit. Or at least tak payah sibuk tempah baju, but jahit baju sendiri, kan :)