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My son in-law.

           Suddenly out of the blues my eldest girl told me on the phone.            'Mak I think I have found 'him'.            'Him' Who ? I asked.            'The man I am going to marry'            It was so sudden.She was on project assignment in Kertih , Terengganu then.            'You met somebody there? Then came out questions one after the other.Curious parents.Biasa la kan.            I wanted to find out as much as possible about the individual who will possibly spend the rest of his life with my girl.I browsed through her photos.Not a man in sight.I gave up.All of a sudden my third called me and showed a photo of a man .'Kay'..that was it.I looked at the photo.He looked ok to me.Most important he dressed up like a decent good young man.he doesnt look like a mat rempit or a rugged hippy-like style. handsome son in law           I did not tell my eldest I have seen him.When she brought the subject I just did wha

TIT BITS you will enjoy

  Teacher:   Ted, if your father has $10 and you ask him for $6, how much would your father still have? Ted:          $10. Teacher:   You don't know Maths. Ted:         You don't know my father! Mother:    David, come here. David:      Yes, mum. Mother:    You really disappoint me.. Your results are getting worse. David:       But I will only get my report book tomorrow. Mother:     I know that, but I'm going Hong Kong tomorrow so I'm scolding you now. Father:   Why did you fail your Mathematics Test? Son:      On Monday, teacher said 3 + 5 = 8 Father:   So? Son:      On Tuesday, she said 4 + 4 = 8.  On Wednesday,              she said 6 + 2 = 8. If she can't make up her mind,              how do I know the right answer? Girl:    Do you love me? Boy:   Yes Dear. Girl:    Would you die for me? Boy:    No, mine is undying love Man:    How old is your father? Boy:    1 year older then me Man:    How can that be? Boy:    He became a fath

Tragedy of the comics...

       Since those two comics I told you earlier in the last episode, I was always saving money and almost begging from my father for money to buy comics.Because he was seldom at home he had no idea I was all the time glued on to the comics.In fact I started exchanging them with my friends.         Then in form one I got 12th place in the first term exam.Everybody got a shock.I was so ashamed I did not chat with Mariyani for days. Malu..My father took it very seriously. He asked my mum why.She revealed the secrets about the comics.         Without any warning, he gathered all my comics and before I could do anything, there he was lighting a fire and all my comics were burnt to ashes..INCLUDING COMICS I BORROWED FROM FRIENDS..! !          I cried all day till my eyes were swollen so much I could hardly opened them.I was trying to figure out at the same time how to explain to my friends about the lost.Their comics I mean.          The next day at school I save every sen to repay back

marketting for a reason..

             During school holidays I would cycle to the market to get fish and vegetables for my mum.Since my father was there selling fish (during his early years), I can choose any fish I like.Sometimes I would take some crabs, or squids or big prawns and lobsters.During those days there were plenty and cheap.              After each examination results was out my father would proudly take me to his friends there at the other stalls and said." She got first again this time." Then those men would pat me on the head and said," Pandai anak hang na Hassan" As usual I would give my biggest smile .Usually I would get 40 cents from this man,30 from the other.he he..            On the way home I would reward myself with the only magazine I loved most 'Majallah Filem' A magazine featuring local artists like Saadiah, P Ramlee, Sarimah, or Rafeah Buang, Sharifah Aini was a new face then..with her first album Seri Dewi Malam.            Usually  I could buy more t

Si Tora Harimau Jadian..

.                In Perlis long ago there was only one cinema in Kangar , two more in Kaki Bukit and Spg 4. Another one in Kuala Perlis.The one in Kangar was Empire theatre where mostly Malay films were shown while in  Kuala Perlis It was always Hindi films. Capitol Cinema came much later in Kangar.                           This is a very old picture with Empire Cinema in it. Its the top left building.                            You can see shop houses next to it.  To get a clearer picture of Empire cinema,its the white building on the shop houses with the word 7up. It is the building in white near the big tree , far top right. Now you see it.good.               When I was still a small girl there was this film showing."Si Tora Harimau Jadian" It was included in one of P Ramlee's films Ragam P Ramlee.I nagged my father day and night to persuade him to take me to the cinema.After much persuasions there I was, walking into the cinema just the two of us.I

so very stoooooooopid !

Two rich men were talking over coffee one day and one of them said to the other one. "Hey I tell you my driver is really stupid. If you don't believe me I'll show you. He called his driver Ah Beng over and said, "Ah Beng, here is a $10 note, go to the car showroom and buy me a Mercedes". To which Ah Beng replied, "Yes Sir! Right away, Sir!" and rushed off to the Showroom. The rich man then turned to his friend and said, "See, I told you he was stupid." The other rich man said, "That's nothing, you want to see stupid, I will show you stupid." And he called his driver, Ali. "Ali, go home now and check to see if I'm at home." To which Ali said, "Yes Sir! Right away, Sir!" and ran home. "See what I told you? He doesn't even have enough brains to know that I cannot be at home if I am here." Later on, the two drivers met on the road. Ah Beng said to Ali, "Eh, you k


                 My sister Mazila is the youngest among the siblings. She was two years old when my ayah passed away.She had a very faint memory about my father.Maybe she couldn't remember anything about him.She was too young to know. Her childhood days were filled with laughter and happiness, because during the sad years of poverty she was too young to understand.Her friends are mostly our neighbours of her age.               When she was in her early teens she would try everything to fill her time.She played in the mud of the paddy fields,or went fishing .She goes on a raft and rowed like crazy when flash floods covered the paddy fields, climb small trees and even tried kicking balls like a boy.I guess she was more a tomboy when she was small.With hair cropped short,wore jeans and t-shirt she looks like a boy alright...                She was much pampered by my mum, maybe because she was the youngest .Poor as we were , we still tried to fulfill her wishes.I used to buy

Why I owe her so much

                                                                                  My mak with my daughter Faten                                                                       I have written a bit here and there about my mum so much so I forgot to have it written in full. Something specially just for her...         In the early part of her as a teenager my mum's story resembled a little bit like my grandma.She had my father as her steady one long before she knew the elders were arranging for  her marriage to a man from the nearby kampung.Long ago girls especially couldn't go against the parents as far as marriage is concerned.So however she pleaded and cried no one would hear her.Their say was final.         But no one can go against the plan of the almighty. She finally got the dream of her life.She married the man she want.My father.The couple has 4 children.Which she successfully nurtured .                        .Since then she stayed with the husband (m

The incredible story of a kampung man...

                                                                                                                           My grandfather               Perhaps the most awesome story to tell is about my late grandfather on my mother's side.My grandmother married him at the age of 14.She was a tall fair girl (so fair people call her Cik Puteh).At that time my grandpa had been married a number of times.When he was bored with any wife he would divorce her.So I asked my grandma if she knew it all along why took the risk to marry him ? The answer was simple for a village girl, he was a wealthy man with acres and acres of padi fields.So my great grandparents thought life would be easier for her .              It did not turn out that way .Only about two months after the marriage he started to hunt other girls.Unfortunately my grandma was pregnant.So fast? ish ish !On top of that the house they lived in was very near a cemetry.Being left alone every night my grandma was getting very

.Ssssh...what girls play long ago...

          .           Looking back to those days , the sweetest memory was of course when it came to playing.Most of the time children those days filled their free time playing.No tuition, no swimming or music class.also no karate,computer, or ballet class.All we knew was play,play and play.              Besides' kawin-kawin' we girls would play masak-masak or cooking (children way).The time chosen to play was around 2pm where most mothers took their afternoon naps.Each one would sneak into the house to 'steal' one or two onions, pots, and oil.Then we would pick up whatever vegetables we could find around the compound...             Then came the cooking time.It was so thrilling to start frying the onions.the sizzling sound was the most satisfying. Everybody acted like so busy.Went into the house again to 'steal ' some plates.When everything was served everyone pretended like they were eating their food.But nobody put it into their mouths.He he...         

a double celebration for Faten and Brother Imi on Convo Day...

 Faten standing second from the right sharing sweet moments after the ceremony. Faten and I                                Yesterday I attended my daughter's convocation at UITM Arau .We started early because I knew parking would be a problem if we are late.Managed to park under a big shady so when everything was over it wont feel like we are entering an oven.                  Before the ceremony began ,we were entertained with soft traditional music.So soothing.We did not feel the time flew so fast.Then parents took their seats quietly in the grand hall, followed by the procession of graduates.We were excited but it was a pity we did not have the chance to snap any closer photos here .                  Then came the general procession followed by the procession of the pro-chancellors into the hall.Soon after that the award ceremony for degrees and diplomas began. Graduates went up the stage to receive their awards.Grinning, radiant,glowing faces caught the

My eldest friend ( famila)Cont.

      Famila my eldest daughter has been through thick and thin with me all along.She has seen and tasted lots of real life experiences in the family ,sweet,sour,bitter and hot.     As young as 12 years of age she has acted like a matured girl of 20.I could discuss anything with her.When I was at my most depressed stage of my life, she was my backbone who would stand for me no matter what.    When her other siblings were still small she could take charge of anything I asked her to do.She has a family of her own now and living very happily with her hubby Kay and daughter Sara.May God bless you my girl..

gave birth on the floor !!!

                                                                                            My third child...a girl.                   24th April 1989 marked another sweet memories when I had my third baby. A girl this time.  Weighing 3.6 kilos, I delivered her at home before dawn.She wanted to come out so fast I did not have the time to go to the hospital.                    It was a funny thing in a way.I felt a sudden pain.A midwife in the neighbourhood was called.Pulled out the table cloth in the dining room to act as a mat under my back.Then there she was .So sweet and juicy giving her first cry.If I took the trouble to go to the hospital which is only 2 kilometres away I would have delivered her in the car..!                    From small she likes 'bergaya' often in front of the mirror. At 5 she would take my kebaya and put on her.Wore my high heels and did her catwalk around the living room.Once I gave her a pang on the back because she broke my lipstick I ju


cute Suhail (4 years old)   Suhail left , with a friend.                             I have had two lovely girls and one boy.When I conceived again in 1994 it was a hilarious event when I delivered a baby boy.Now I have 2 girls and two boys.                He was big , almost 4 kilos.This time I was able to go to the hospital because the pain came slowly at first. Then suddenly the contraction multiplied fast.Into the labour room at 7pm and he was out into this world by 940 pm.                He showed talents in singing too.always sang at school functions.Now he has his own band at school.Have seen him singing on stage a couple of times.                                           Singing and playing the guitar with his band group                                                                              Suhail on sports day...                He is completely attached to his computer.Almost all day he will be glued in front of the computer. Although he is stu

The father of my children.

              He is a man of few words. seldom speaks.But when he is with his friends he seemed cheerful.That is the time to see him laughing and sharing his point here and there.               He is from Beseri., about 8 kilometres from Kangar. His sister Zaizah is a good friend of mine. His mother passed away about 18 years ago followed by his father 14 years later.                There is nothing much to tell actually.He is a very simple man.Loves eating.He is not a picky eater like his children.I would spent hours in the kitchen and he would spent hours eating them.kah kah kah.                 During his younger days he was a sportsman.He played almost everything ,hockey, football, rugby you name it.Its a pity not one of his children follow his steps in sports.                 One thing I notice he loves traveling very much.would jump at any idea to travel.He is very fit too although he is quite plump..He could cycle about 35 kilometres a day( usually early in the morning).  

Imi..The incident at the toilet..

                                                                My second boy                                                              Imi 8 months old.Chubby.    In 1984 I gave birth to a boy .Everyone said he is a duplicate of me.Feature wise , everything.The most remarkble one is he sings just like me.He loves drawing too.I remember when he was 17 in MRSM , I was called to the college                                                                                                                                            .My son had drawn a big sketch on the white matress in his dorm.The teachers took it as vandalism.He told me he has no drawing paper left, the need to draw was so desperate , so he drew on the mattress          then.After a warning in front of the senior assistants , they let him go.                                                                 That did not surprise me at all, cause on the wall in his room back home was the biggest drawing ev

Seniwati Saadiah...The Malaysian Primadona..

..                                                        The many faces of Saadiah      When we mentioned about Malay Film Production, the name of this great actress will never be forgotten.Saadiah or her real name Satya bt Baharum has always been the most sought after actress known for her great acting in the movies at that time.                                        She acted so real in the films so much so we thought it was real.As if she was not acting in front of the camera no matter what role she is playing in the films.                                         She was a beautiful lady, the prim and proper type any mother would love to have as a daughter in law.In many of her films she was seen beautifully clad in her kebaya and batik lepas.                                         My personal observation says she looked most beautiful in Antara Dua Darjat.The scene where Tan Sri P Ramlee was playing the piano and she as Tengku Zaleha was dancing nearby was the most remarkab