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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

hati mengusik jiwa


Di Astro sekarang kalau korang tengok di saluran HBO, kadang-kadang sepanjang Mac ni boleh tengok cerita “Everyone’s Fine” . Cerita ni mengisahkan sebuah keluarga yang baru kematian ibu. Anak kepada pasangan ini 4 orang jumlahnya. Mereka semua rapat dengan ibu sebab ibu selalu mendengar dan kurang bercakap. Ayah pula tegas ketika mereka kecil dan selalu memberi nasihat, dorongan dan menyuruh anak mereka menjadi yang terbaik di dalam masyarakat.

Alkisahnya bila kematian si ibu, ayah terasa hidup sunyi  tanpa panggilan telefon anak-anak. Anak-anak semua dah membesar . Ayah teringin datang melawat anak-anak di bandar dan mengetahui perkembangan setiap anaknya. Dipendekkan cerita, bila si ayah jumpa setiap satu anaknya , anak-anak semua menipu tentang kehidupan masing-masing dengan cuba menghidupkan kehidupan yang diingini ayahnya ketika mereka kecil.  Si ayah dalam diam rasa tertipu kerana apabila melihat sendiri keadaan anak setiap satu, dia ditunjukkan dengan keadaan yang disebalik kisah sebenar. Mereka disatukan kembali apabila ayah mendapat serangan jantung di dalam kapal terbang dan ayah meminta mereka supaya tidak lagi menipu mereka. Si ayah meminta agar selepas ini tiada lagi rahsia antara ayah dan anak-anaknya.

Ikatan keluarga mereka kembali kukuh apabila semua sedia untuk berterus terang dan kerap menghubungi satu sama lain kemudian.

Cerita ni sedikit sebanyak ada kaitannya dengan kehidupan mar. Mama memang lebih banyak mendengar dan tidak kisah sama ada apa yang anak- anak nak sampaikan kisah suka atau duka. Tapi papa lebih suka mendengar kisah yang happy sebab rasanya itu fitrah ayah. Ibu lebih tabah menghadapi kisah duka anak-anak dan mendalami perasaan anak –anak yang dalam kesusahan. Bukannya kami tak rapat dengan papa, tapi sisi tegas  papa ketika kami keclk kadang-kadang masih diingati kami maka kadang-kadang bila mama tak dapat dihubungi, mar akan akan telefon papa dan kata “ Papa, mama mana ?. Mar call tak dapat lah “ Papa pula akan hulurkan telefon kepada mama. Begitulah selalunya..

Mar boleh telefon papa dan bercakap serta berbual dengan papa tapi tak adalah sampai nak telefon 4 atau 5 kali sehari hanya untuk bagitahu “ Papa, mar muntah 12 kali harini. Tolong doakan mar “ . Kalau dengan mama .. mama tak kisah..Itulah kuasa ibu yang Allah pinjamkan kepada semua ibu di dunia ini. Ayah menyanyangi anak-anak mereka, tetapi sebagai ketua keluarga, adalah tanggung jawab ayah untuk mengepalai keluarga dan membentuk keluarganya seperti apa yang diamanahkan Allah. Jadi papa sememangnya lebih tegas daripada mama.

Papa selalu nak semua anak-anaknya tabah dan kuat menjalani kehidupan ini. Papa tak suka kami mengeluh. Tapi adakalanya mar perlukan kawan untuk mendengar keadaan mar sekarang dan selalu memberi peransang kepada mar supaya tidak lemah dan tumbang dalam cabaran yang dihadapi setiap hari. Mama lah orangnya =)

Jadi semalam masa papa telefon mar untuk bercerita tentang Maher Zain menyanyi dalam versi melayu, mar sedang makan bersama rakan pejabat. Ketika itu mar terlentok di meja makan di menara TM sebab menahan muntah dan pening kepala. Mar tak dapat nak kongsi kegembiraan papa dengan cerita papa. Mar hanya bertahan dan cakap dengan papa “ Papa, mar tengah makan “ dan terus mematikan mood papa untuk bercerita. Apa yang betul adalah  “ Papa, di pejabat harini mar muntah 8 kali. Mar bawa kereta pening kepala. Bila jalan jem, mar muntah dalam kereta. Harini mar kepenatan muntah. “  Semoga doa ayah buat anak-anaknya akan buatkan mar lebih tabah dalam menghadapi cabaran ini. Amin..

Papa “ I’m fine “ =)

Thursday, March 10, 2011

I don't hate smokers

Warning: Freedom of thoughts is everybody's right. You are free to leave the blog immediately if you disgust the title above.



It's bad for you to begin with - why would anyone want to char their lungs and ruin their lives?

Everyone needs to understand that most of the time smokers wanted to stop, but they just can’t. It is also the same as to drug addict who realize he is living like a trash, but there's not much they can do. 

They need help.

There is a statistic saying that 70% of human populations are smokers. It’s obviously a big majority figure. The cigarette industries are really making big money by destroying and making people vanish from this earth.
I personally disgust (have to use this term as hate is a bit harsh word) the smell of smoke- including smoke from vehicles, fire, and most it from cigarette. It felt like the smell has abruptly stolen my fresh clean air where I breathe in for living.

I always felt pity to a second hand-smoker like me. Don’t we have the right to be respected to have a good healthy life in public? Certain irrational minded smokers are damaging the people around them without any respect for others and their lives. 

Sometimes, when I had my meal at mamak restaurant one scenario always took place and I can’t bear to see it in front of my eyes - a father having meal with family members adding a new born baby is joining together and without respect to the right of the child he simply blow away the smoke right on the baby nose when playing with the child. What has happened to the institution of family nowadays? If the baby could speak this is what he/she will reply “Look, you are killing me? Are you really that uncaring, that, after you brought me to this world, you are willing to kill me by making me breathe your smoke?"

My most polite way of dealing with cigarette smokers in the vicinity is to sidetrack around them, hundreds of feet if I have to, and simply hold my breath. For example, when they're too close I'll cover my mouth and nose and hurry by as quickly as possible. I just cannot stand the smell or getting it in my lungs at all. In my imaginary of not so polite ways in dealing with them -; If it is really necessary I will wear a gas mask when going out to avoid a premature death.

I suppose education about smoking in classes would help children in early stage learn that smoking is not only bad for them, but could harm other people. Government has imposed on printed out the graphic images showing what can happen due to smoking on the cigarette packaging, but seems like not many smokers take it into consideration seriously. Gentle persuasion has failed to get most people to give up, so the government should at least try shock tactics. Any why won’t the government enforce a ban? They get millions in taxes every year from cigarettes and tobacco which they don't want to give up. =)

But honestly, how can we help a smoker quit?  There are many steps you will find if you google through internet. I have few friends who are avid smoker- I called avid even though they are taking one cigarette per day because to me once you cannot reject taking cigarette daily you are officially addicted to it and successfully made yourself be counted to the statistic of 70% smokers in the world. Most of them took up the habit in their early teenage years, and when they decide they no longer want to smoke, they find that the compulsion for nicotine and a desire to put a cigarette in their mouth is very difficult to overcome.

I can only pray and give them my never ending support to help them quit. One day, Insya allah.


Monday, March 7, 2011

Reaching 11 weeks


We just attended our monthly visit to Dr Fauziah’s clinic. 

I am almost at 11th week of gestation .


The baby has its own tiny hands and legs. I am amazed by the wonder of God. Baby slept soundly and it made Dr Fauziah’s job difficult to see her/him clearly. Dr Fauziah said a whisper to my tummy “baby wake up and let us see you! “ .  I stared bluntly at her without understanding her reason of doing so.

A few second later.. the baby made a 360 degree rotation. Was she/he dancing inside my womb? It’s funny how the baby could react to words so fast. We could see the spine, and her/his back noticeably. Or maybe we are just lucky?  God knows better..

I have had an excessive vomiting period all these while, and when I saw a tiny football figure turns out to be more like human creature..I said to myself ..” this is the best experience in my life and it is definitely worth it”

At this stage, I saw my husband is extremely excited on my journey to undergo another 29 more weeks. Insya allah. He could not sleep last night just to wait subuh prayer and wake up early to prepare himself for baby screening today. I smiled silently..

Baby’s heartbeat still has no rhythm. It’s fast pace and more like “bip bip bip bip bip “. Abg Fuad said it has to wait another few months before the heart system developed perfectly. Let see when it will happen.

Technology nowadays always impressed me somehow. I still remembered when mommy carrying my little sister. The technology used during that time is far different from now. The doctor has a clear monitoring system powered by special LCD screen (Am I using a correct term here?) and hospital provided me with CDR video copy of screening test together with a captured picture photocopy of baby.  Technology does wonder =)

I restraint myself from being overjoyed because the journey for both of us is still far-off reach. What I can do now is to pray hard to Allah to bless me with good health forever and to let me have a healthy and perfect baby. Insya allah.

P/s : I have had so long waited to know my blood type. I can’t thank more to have this opportunity .i mean for being pregnant to allow me to know all the chemical details inside my body. I am AB+ blood type and that means I am a universal blood receiver. Alhamdulillah. I have learnt on blood type since I was form 3 in science class and have to wait for another 11 years just to discover mine. Fuhhh..