More poem (this one for my lovely friends)

Kekawang
Janganglah kita berduka cita
Walaupun dunia sememangnya gille
yang penting kita ada each other

Kekawang
Dunia hanya sementara
Dalam kubur, kita seorang jua
Hanya ada amalan saje

Kekawang
teruskan perjuangan
hidup masih panjang
yang penting semuanya kerana Tuhan
(dan kadangkala kerana makan) hehehe...

How ma????

Food to avoid kemerengan.........................

Kucing Melbourne yang ku siksa........

HOW NOT TO BE MERENG

• Dalam donia penuh kemerengan ini, ada beberapa petua untuk tidak menjadi mereng.

• 1. JANGAN BERCAKAP DENGAN ORANG


• 2. JANGAN BERHUBUNG DENGAN ORANG


• 3. JANGAN BERJUMPA ORANG


• 4. JANGAN BERKOMUNIKASI DENGAN ORANG


• 5. JANGAN PANDANG ORANG

• In essence, AVOID HUMAN BEINGS.


• Live with your books and food and cicak yang you cannot avoid at your home because you geli mau hambat keluaq.


• Sudah pasti kamu bahagia banget dan enggak mereng lagik.............


• Selamat berusaha!

• I started alone....went thru alone...still going thru alone...and will end up alone..........

• And to quote a good freng "dalam kubuq pung alone...so kalau ada keluarga and kawang sejuta pung apa bezanya......" That makes me feel less mereng..:) Thank you my freng

Peringatan ...

Jgn pikul biawak hidup...

baik bela oink oink

TOK LEBAQ....3 YEARS LATER....

• TODAY marks 3 years of Tok Lebaq's departure. May Tok be at the best place ever and looking after all of us and pray for all us to be at the same place with her when the time arrives. Amen.

• Not a day I go by without thinking of her. How could I - her rantai besaq is with me...neber mind other stuff.....HA HA HA.....

• It has been the longest 3 years for me. I rarely go back to Paris now because it is so sad to go back to an empty house whereby once used to be the most loving place for me. So sedih to look at her empty deserted katil and room, her berabuk dresser, her last baju that she wore to the clinic which still hanging neatly in Azmarol's closet, her favourite pinggan and gelas, her favourite chair, her favourite baring place, her everything. The house is her. Every bit of corner and space. I can still visualize what she used to do, how she did it and how much she loved the house.

• "Ngah, bila Tok mati nanti Ngah kena jaga rumah kita baik2. Kena cuci semua dinding2 ni. Malu kita kalau rumah kita kotoq. Jangan biarkan pokok2 naik atas pagaq. Ngah balik dok rumah kita ni,"
• "Ya Tok. Tok jangan bimbang...Tok tak mati lagi...lambat lagi...."

• Tok Su takes care of the house now, in a way. We hire people to clean it up once in a while. Automatic lights are always on whenever darkeness set it. So, the house does not look dark and empty. Tok would not like it. She is so full of life and so much alive and vibrant. Tok is so colourful. Why should her house be left in the dark then.....

• Whenever I think of Tok, I will think of a strong and highly motivated woman who sailed thru life with dignity and full of energy. I always try to be like her and I want to be like her.

• Tok always visit me whenever I am down with life challenges. I know that for a fact.

• She may be gone physically but she is never gone to me. She stays with me - in my heart. mind and soul - every single day of my life. You don't know what love means unless you are loved by a grandmother. That's love for me. May Tok rest in peace bersama-sama ornag yang beriman, sentiasa, Insyallah. Amen.