Thursday, April 28, 2011

Belieber and Besotted

Two things which have been abuzz at home since last week....

Justin Bieber and the Royal Wedding.

Nay, we did not watch JB's concert last week. Nevertheless the thought of JB in KL was sufficient enough to make Alina and Alim googoo and gaga.

I am not really a fan of his although I honestly admit that I love his song in particular You Smile and Never Say Never ft Jadine Smith. Sometime in January this year, I heard about JJ and Ian of Hitz.fm wanting JB's fans to like his page on fb and if it reaches 1 million, JB will perform his concert in Malaysia. I wonder whether JB had already that planned up and liking his fb page was just a thriller to the scheme of things.

Since Alina missed the concert, I didn't mind at all accompanying her to the movie Never Say Never. That Saturday, mom and 2 Aces plus 4th Ace's two other friends watched NSN. Awesome! To my amazement, it was phenomenal!! Never mind if we didn't get to see him live, the movie was brilliant enough to make me smitten over him and lulled by his fame.

With my maximum bragging about the movie, beloved husband was convinced to watch it with us. The next day, beloved husband plus the same troop minus 4th Ace's friends watched it again. It was worth it. Better than watching Michael Jackson during our time. Guess what? Beloved husband has now "never say never" profile on his bb.

The Royal Wedding is tomorrow. I had planned to go back as early as 4 pm to catch the royal wedding live. Thanks to the flexi hours implemented recently. I watched Prince Charles and Princess Diana's wedding at the boarding school 30 years back and having a princess in the same class back then really hyped a lot of things about the British Royals and Charles and Diana's wedding. As history repeats itself, who would want to miss this golden chance. Channel 707 Astro has been the home official favourite channel at the moment. Kate Middleton's enchanting smile and glossy hair make me wish I am living in the past at the age of 20 something. It must be a dream come true for her, just like how it was in the fairy tales although at the beginning she fought very hard to make Prince William notice her. Kept on telling the Aces that I have been to St Andrews University, where both of them studied and met. Infact hubs and I wished that Aliah could end up to do medicine there.

Not all wishes come true. Well, not about Aliah not being able to do medicine in St Andrews University but because of some thoughtlessness. Datuk C is holding a Town Hall tomorrow at 3 pm. I have to attend, bitterly. Huh! Whoever had arranged for the session, really is insensitive to the current affairs of the world, not to mention unmindful to be part of the history!

I shall wallow my misery with this song now. Before I end, to Prince Williams and his bride-to-be Kate Middleton, congratulations and cheers. "... and together they live happily ever after..." My special advice to Kate, please avoid tunnels at all costs!

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Is This Latin - Charut

Semasa akak belajar di Sekolah Rendah Convent tiga puluh tahun dahulu, terdapat enam kelas di dalam tiap satu darjah. Kelas-kelas mengikut tahap kepandaiannya adalah Kuning, Biru, Merah, Hijau, Putih dan Jingga. Daripada Darjah Satu hinggalah Darjah Enam akak berada di kelas Kuning.

Walaupun terdapat enam kelas yang berbeda, apabila matapelajaran Ugama, pelajar-pelajar beragama Islam akan belajar di dalam satu kelas. Macam-macam perangai dapat dilihat apabila budak-budak Melayu ini disatukan di dalam satu kelas yang sama. Satu pengalaman yang akak tidak boleh lupakan ialah apabila ustazah terdengar salah seorang pelajar kelas Jingga mencarut. Pelajar tersebut terkeluar perkataan “bahal*l” apabila bergaduh dengan rakan sebelahnya. Terkejut akak apabila perkataan itu dilontarkan. Semestinya akak tidak biasa. Lanjutan daripada insiden itu, ustazah telah merotan sahabat akak di tapak tangan. Birat juga rasanya.



Akak bukan lah dari keluarga yang elit. Kedua-dua abah dan emak hanyalah guru sekolah. Mereka berasal dari kampong. Kami tidak pernah bercakap Bahasa Inggeris di rumah, dan akak sememangnya tidak fasih bertutur dalam Bahasa Inggeris. Walaupun perbualan kami di rumah menggunakan Bahasa Melayu, diselangi dengan dialek Negeri Sembilan, bahasa nya halus. Mungkin ramai orang yang berpendapat bila kita menggunakan loghat daerah, ada kalanya kita terbawa-bawa dan bahasa kita kadang-kadang menjadi kasar.

Seingat akak, kami adik beradik memang prihatin dengan penggunaan bahasa yang digunakan. Jikalau kawan-kawan sepermainan di kawasan perumahan itu agak liar mencarut semasa kami bermain teng teng, galah panjang atau “police and thief”, kami tidak dibenarkan langsung menggunakan bait bait yang menjijikkan itu, mahupun bergurau-senda atau usik-mengusik. Uwan sangat menitikberatkan perkataan yang kami guna. Kalau dia terdengar kami terlepas cakap, siaplah kami. Ada mulut yang dipugar dengan cili api. Mencarut dianggap tiada hormat terhadap orang lain. Apatah lagi bila ulit-ulit perkataan yang haram itu tersembur di hadapan orang tua.

Ada kalanya akak merasa pelik apabila kawan-kawan akak dengan selamba sahaja mencarut apabila mereka marah “*elaka!!”, “*abi” atau “buri*”. Ya Allah, sungguh tidak sopan dan tidak hormat! Kenapa suka mencemari bahasa kita? Tidak adakah cara lain yang boleh meluahkan perasaan marah dan geram? Bukankah bangsa Melayu berbudi-bahasa dan bersopan-santun.

Selepas akak berjaya melanjutkan pelajaran di sekolah berasrama penuh, seterusnya ke menara gading, jarang sekali akak mendengar carutan-carutan yang tercemar dan jahat. Barangkali pergaulan akak di waktu itu terhad kepada orang yang tertentu. Akak kan pemalu orangnya. Lagipun akak tidak pandai bersosial. Bersosial sekiranya terpaksa.



Sejak akhir ini akak dikejutkan dengan penemuan kata-kata carutan yang tidak masuk akal. Di mana perginya hormat kita kepada kawan-kawan kita, tidak kiralah mereka sebaya, tua daripada kita atau muda. Tidakkah dia yang mencarut itu diajar oleh ibu bapa nya semasa kecil supaya berbudi bahasa? Tidak diajar atau sengaja tidak mahu belajar? Kenapakah tiba-tiba dia melenting sehingga terlalu emosi dan tidak dapat menahan kemarahannya? Akak pernah terbaca di dalam sebuah buku motivasi yang menegaskan bahawa mereka yang suka mencarut ini selalunya merasa bersalah akan sesuatu yang telah dilakukan dan untuk menyorok kemarahannya atau menyorok rasa insekuritinya, tersemburlah perkataan-perkataan yang memerahkan telinga. Bukan ke kita sama se Islam, sama serumpun. Kenapa begitu bacul sekali sehingga terjadi begini?

Secara tidak sengaja semasa akak menaiki kapalterbang baru-baru ini, si pramugari yang selalunya tersenyum dan sepatutnya begitu sopan susila tiba-tiba telah terlepas cakap semasa di dapur kapalterbang. Mungkin dia tidak sedar akak berada di situ. Akak yang terkejut bila dia “melatah”.. “Puk* mak!” katanya. Jatuh jantung akak! Dibuatnya lah si pramugari adalah pramugari d’Nest dalam cerita Awan Dania, hmmm… mahu ada yang dibuang kerja serta-merta.

Alah bisa tegal biasa. Di satu lagi peristiwa yang dialami baru-baru ini, apabila mengetahui carutan sengaja di gunakan, akak bertanya… Adakah sudah menjadi satu kebiasaan si dia begitu celupar sehingga sanggup menyakitkan hati seseorang dan jatuh maruahnya memperkecilkan dan mempersenda orang dengan kata yang hina dina? Busuk sangat ke orang itu? Sendiri yang jahil, mungkin tidak disedari dan diakui, "self denial".

Ustaz ada berkata di dalam ceramah nya, di akhirat nanti seringan-ringan hukuman adalah seperti jari tersepit di pintu di dunia ini. Adusss… jari akak pula tersepit di pintu pejabat tadi kerana refleksinya lambat dan terasa keluar anak tekak ini menjerit. Kalau balasan orang mengumpat di akhirat kelak ialah digunting bibir dan lidahnya sampai putus, akak rasa yang mencarut akan lebih lagi. Beribu kali ganda sakitnya daripada tangan akak yang terkepit tadi. Itu baru mencarut, yang merampas hak orang bagaimana pula ye ?!

Bak kata Dr Izzy… renung-renungkan….

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Of Happiness And Misfortune

After spending two years in Sek Men Science Muar (Samura), Aliah, my 1st Ace is happy to be back to the nest for good. She spent her Form 4 and Form 5 in Samura. I still remember how sulky she was when we sent her to the boarding school in Feb 2009. In the first few months, we had to travel down south almost every two weeks to coax her to stay on because at times she wanted to give up and refuse to be in one of the best boarding schools in the country.

Upon finishing SPM, she didn’t do much at home. Passed her driving tests, became a part time teacher at Kumon and helped around to ferry the other Aces, be it by car or by motorbike.

Alhamduliilah, when the SPM results were out last month, her results were not that bad. She didn’t get straight As. Suffice to say that we expected the outcome and thankful that she got B for her most unfavored subject Biology. Aliah was a bit disappointed, in the light that out of the 300 odd form 5 students, 94 students achieved all As but she was not one of them. She was feeling down for a couple of days until she realized that life has to go on, SPM is not the determining milestone to her success in the future.




Aliah has always love numbers. Hence it was no surprise that she plans to take up accountancy. Although that is not what her mother desires for her (it is pretty obvious that I want her to do medicine), she is given the liberty to choose according to her passion. Based on how my friends accountants work at the office, I hate to see her not seeing the sun rises and sun sets when she pursues her career. Well, emak dia pun apa kurang nya.

She hopes to enter IIU for foundation, insha Allah I will try to check whether there is a quota for alumni to facilitate her entry.

I treated Aliah to Bandung for a shopping spree two weeks ago. It was more like the Mama who wanted a break and brought her along. Bandung is the same. Other than shopping, the jam was even more horrendous than previously because of the weekend craze. It seems to be the most popular vacation spot overseas for Malaysians. We stayed in Hy*tt. Other than shopping, which we didn’t really indulge much, the other times was just spent chilling at the hotel. I discovered a new factory outlet, Bali Heaven this time. It probably was there the last time I was in Bandung but didn’t get to shop there. They have nice clothes, although I still prefer Summit or Rumah Mode.



It was such a joy being back in that place; we borong Amanda choc marble brownie like crazy, shopped jeans for my teenage Aces at Toko Tiga and lastly purchased lots of cotton in Pasar Baru, including those for raya puasa. Aliah is not as patience as the father; she had to endure the endless waits and letting the Mama to shop. Nonetheless I am sure she had enjoyed it to the bits. Typical girls!

I remember my arwah uwan said, sometimes it is not good to be too happy. Even if we are happy, we must always say thanks and be grateful to Allah. Perhaps we were not showing our gratitude enough to the All Mighty….

Last week beloved husband was not available to send Ali for Friday prayers. As usual if the father is not around, Aliah would be always willing to send and pick Ali at the mosque. After sending Ali, on her way back, as she was about to approach a t- junction, a car came from the front and hit her at the leg. The driver may have been in a hurry to go for his Friday prayers that he approached too close to Aliah who was riding the motorcycle. Aliah did not fall. The motorbike too did not fall or was damaged. She managed to control everything and suddenly realized that her leg was bleeding profusely.

To shorten the story, the driver sent Aliah to the clinic and the doctor had to stitch the big cut. Poor girl, she called me from the clinic, crying helplessly. My heart beat stopped for a few seconds. I don’t think I could handle shocking news like that ever. After her description of the accident, my initial thoughts were, it was not that bad. It was only the cut and stiches. She was not injured on her other part of the body, neither was the motorcycle damaged. Until I saw this....






That evening when I came home, had to feed her and nurse her and it was like nursing a big baby, hehe. Makan bersuap, as she was dizzy, jalan pun kena papah.

She still can’t walk without a walking stick. My hopeful doa that she will recover soon. Since she is “grounded”, that extra pair of hands also have disappeared until she recovers 110%. Get well soon dear and don't forget to take the pati ikan haruan diligently.