Lemon Dusk: 2010

Apa Ni?

Entahnya.. Apa Ni?

Dok atas meja saya.. kat ofis tu ha.

Huish! Mano poyi eh?

Tak nampak pula.. ikan-ikan tu.

Pagi tadi, dapat 5 ekor lagi.

Baru le Si Tunggal Haluih tu ada kengkawan. Dulu, ada juga 3 ekor kawan eh tapi dek kerana sambil lewa nukar air dalam balang tu, tertuang Si Tiga Ekor ke dalam singki terus tamat riwayat eh entah ke mana mengalir pergi.

Alahai.. sian Si Tunggal Haluih hidup tak berkawan berbulan-bulan. err Kengkawan baru tu, godang-godang daripada Si Tunggal Haluih.

Kecut perut juga Si Tunggal Haluih tadi masa kengkawan 5 ekor tu saya tuangkan dalam umah eh.

Selamat Berkawan wahai Si Tunggal Haluih.
Selamat Berkenalan Si Lima Ekor.

Si Lima Ekor?

hmmmmm

Solat & Hati

Surah Hud, Ayat 114:

"Dan dirikanlah sembahyang (wahai Muhammad, engkau dan umatmu), pada dua bahagian siang (pagi dan petang), dan pada waktu-waktu yang berhampiran dengannya hari waktu malam.

Sesungguhnya amal-amal kebajikan (terutama sembahyang) itu menghapuskan kejahatan. Perintah-perintah Allah yang demikian adalah menjadi peringatan bagi orang-orang yang mahu beringat."

I was in the great opportunity to be made known of the above Surah pertaining to solat while driving to work this very morning. It was over the air via Radio IKIM of the program Motivasi Pagi.

But why the sudden interest of this particular Surah?

Last night, over the chatango, a concern was voiced out by one forumer pertaining to solat. Hence, it was a great opportunity to be hearing one motivational talk that relates solat and hati.

And all the while, I was also relating that motivational talk with the chatango we had last night.

Allah is Almighty.

Ten Times Over

surah al-an'aam, ayat 160:

"sesiapa yang membawa amal kebaikan (pada hari kiamat),

maka baginya

balasan sepuluh kali ganda (dari kebaikan) yang sama dengannya;

dan

sesiapa membawa amal kejahatan,

maka ia tidak dibalas

melainkan (kejahatan) yang sama dengannya;

sedangkan mereka tidak dianiaya (sedikitpun)"

what we give, we get 10 times over

Twins' 18

24 August 1992/Monday/5.22 p.m.

Noor Muhammad Adeeb Danial

21 minutes later

Nur Amanina Damira

Happy Birthday!

Cyber Real

welcome to our home

4th Amanda Salina

2nd Amalin Sofia
3rd Adani Syuhada

1st Arisya Syafiqa

until then

will be meeting again with Baby No. 5
insya Allah

Baby.. Oh Baby!

Baby.. the sixth & last child in the family..
Now, 16 years.

Noor Muhammad Hariz

I used to be very busy managing my six children.
Now the house seems to be "too quite" on routine week days.

Mujur lah ada Hariz aka Baby.

suka mentos.

suka menyakat & melawak.

suka ketawa.
(with a stranger yet friendly unknown boy in Pontian)

entah apa yang diketawakan.
(with boy no. 2)

Iftar with Family.. and Lemon Dusk is..

"Maklang, blog Lemon Dusk tu dah tak de ke?"
out of a sudden I was asked by my nephew.

We were just relaxing after the iftar together with my elder sister's family.

Almost everybody of my sister's 9 children were there, including those married - their spouses and children.. except for Nana who is now studying in Terengganu and Ayu who attended iftar with her friend.

err I answered my nephew almost immediate by briefly explaining what had happened to Lemon Dusk.

Well, I found myself listening with great interest my very own conversation between my nephew and me about this very simple approach blogging of mine - Lemon Dusk. Anyway, there are 3 other blogs that from time to time I wrote in but Lemon Dusk was abandoned quite abruptly few months back.

hmmmmm.. why not eh?
Lemon Dusk.. is now reactivated.

Triumph Challenges

"tidak diizinkan matahari mengejar bulan

dan

tidak pula malam mendahului siang.

tiap sesuatu berjalan pada landasan (masing-masing)"

How very true.. and this is my story.. that relates very well to the above saying.

I took a day's leave to be with twin boy no. 4 - Danial and twin girl no. 5 - Damira for their final outcome of their 11 years of schooling last 11 March. I were to go along with girl no. 5 to her school, while boy no. 4 managed himself at his school.

Well.. all that was planned, was executed as planned but my car decided to give away and broke down right smack at the traffic light nearby Danial's school. It was almost noon at that point in time and we were stranded right under the hot blazing sun. phewwwww!

err That lorry driver was honking madly before I alighted from the car and told him softly that my car broke down.. and that nothing much I could do.

He smiled in embarrassment and said "Oh, rosak ye? Apa yang rosak?"

he he he.. I spared myself explaining to him what was wrong with the car though.

Damira was err very patient and I must say.. anxiety under very much in control.. though she decided to stay put in the car and receiving/responding all sms and calls from her friends who already knew their SPM 2009 result.

(jauh renung tu)

yup! She was very cool that very crucial day.. and I was very sure of her accomplishment yet to be known.

Juniors at the school who were on duties.

Well.. it really showed on the smile eh?

Damira was very happy indeed with her achievement.. alhamdulillah atas Kurnia Ilahi.

and.. listening further of her ex-teacher.

oh.. what was that frowned look?

Listening with great interest kot?

all that is well.. ends well

the Mind is an Enchanting Thing

is an enchanted thing

.....like a glaze on a
katydid-wing
..........subdivided by sun

..........till the nettings are legion.
like Gieseking playing Scarlatti;

like the apteryx-awl
.....as a beak or the
kiwi's rain-shawl
..........of haired fathers, the mind
..........feeling its way as though blind,
walks along with its eyes on the ground.

it has memory's ear
.....that can hear without
having to hear.
..........like the groyscope's fall,
..........truly unequivocal
because trued by regnant certainty,

it is a power of
.....strong enchantment. it
is like the dove-
..........neck animated by

..........suns; it is memory's eyes;

it's conscientious inconsistency.

it tears off the veil; tears
.....the temptation, the
mist the heart wears,
..........from its eyes, - if the heart

..........has a face; it takes apart

dejection. it's fire in the dove-neck's

iridescence; in the
.....inconsistencies
of Scarlatti.
..........unconfusion submits

..........its confusion to proof; it's

not a Herod's oath that cannot change.

Marrianne More/1944

he he he.. cute!

woi! kemas balik dapur tu!

he he he
cute.. very cute.. so cute.

girl no. 3.. and her interpretation of girl no. 5..
girl no. 5.. who is always patronising the boys.. it seems.

pejai = boy no. 2
aboy = twin boy no. 4
baby = boy no. 6

mira = twin girl no. 5

One Art

the art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

lose something every day.
accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
the art of losing isn't hard to master.

the practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel.
none of these will bring disaster.

i lost my mother's watch.
and look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
the art of losing isn't hard to master.

i lost two cities, lovely ones.
and, vaster, some realms i owned, two rivers, a continent.
i miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

- even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture i love) i shan't have lied.
it's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (write it!) like disaster.

One Art.. Elizabeth Bishop.. 1976

Getting the Attention

anything said in such a way,

put on the page in such a way,

as to

invite from the hearer or the reader

certain kind of attention.

40 Staples in the Head.. I

I don't know.. the feeling is rather mixed. I just came as far as this entry of a blog of my deceased ex-school mate and I am already feeling rather pertubed. I stop reading there.. hanging ever knowing the full of what arwah Hasnah was suffering off. A cancer battling life.

al-fatihah.

The mentioning of 40 staples on arwah's head.. auto cruise had me flying back to the time my head was all bandaged. I remembered very well as I opened my eyes in clear conscious out of the anasthesia.. I saw my boy no. 2 with this such worried look and asking me, "mak, kenapa ada darah kat situ?"

My head was fully bandaged. There was blood on the bandage.. at the left part of my ear. I had just underwent a 4 hours surgery removing a growth in my ear. At that point in time.. I had a baby of a month old.. boy no. 6.. the final of all my 6 children was just born then. He was still nursing.. a fully breast fed baby.

The decision for me to undergo the surgery was made rather quick. I was 7 months pregnant when one fine morning as I got up from bed.. I wobbled and everything surrounding me was turning 360 degrees. I felt sick to the stomach.. oh what huge belly at that time. I sat on my bed and everything seemed to be sickening. I was feeling an eerie nausea beyond control. I was never a morning sickness type of pregnant mother but this time it was really really really really really very unbeareable. I was sick to the bone.

The decision to see the doctor was always auto cruise every time I was pregnant for I had a series of medical difficulty during pregnancy.. that was Pre Eclampsia Toexima (PET). I would not want to be on untoward seizure.. not when I was already fully healthy of my final trimester.. fully 7 months pregnancy. I could not figure it out but this was for sure not a PET symptom.

That very same day.. I had a full medical check-up with the OG Specialist that concluded all was well with my pregnancy but I remembered telling that my ear ache. I was immediately sent to the ENT and after a series of this test and that test.. here and there.. every other week.. I was finally set up for my surgery.

Through out that final 2 months of my pregnancy.. I had to go for full medical check-up.. not only to my ante-natal clinic but also my ENT clinic. I had with me then.. 3 worries.. the pregnancy.. the growth in my ear and the unborn child.

hmmmmm

I had since last night tried to read arwah Hasnah's writing of her life battling but somehow or rather I did not make it that far. Arwah's might be gone now but reading what arwah's had written as if "talking" with arwah now.

It brought back to the time where I had that 24 sticthes at the back of my ear lobe.. where I had my skull scraped also. A beautifully done stitches and successful surgery by my doctor.. Professor Lokman Saim of UKM Hospital.

Shooting on the Move

beautiful!

another view

On the Bike.. On the Ride..

and I captured those views.. my own view of the ride.
It would always be dependable on the steady hands to get the view I intended to capture.

and most often than not..
I would always want to capture the picturesque of the sky and greens..
and of course.. the men and their machines inclusive.