now, di UAE.. dah mula masuk musim panas.. yupp.. back to sweltering heat at present, baru cecah around 40 celsius nanti by july and august boleh sampai 52 celsius... plus humidity lagi (around 90%) perghhh... berpeluh and boleh kuyup baju
tu la pasal... the Arabs... berasak turun ke Malaysia for summer holiday penuh kat Genting Highlands abis keliling KL tu.. sampai kita pun tak tau sama ada kita ni kat Dubai ke KL.. hehe..
thanks to 9/11 gak they are not that keen to go to US and Europe or that part of the world anymore... sebab susah nak dapat visa and the profiling thingy..
plus, sewa bilik hotel kat Malaysia very cheappp... compare ngan Dubai for example tu pasal diaorang akan stay sampai sebulan kat KL
another additional point according to them (in general) orang Malaysia ni baik... welcoming and receptive.. and for most of us pun bila tengok Arabs je kita ingat diaorang ni baik dan alim nak nak lak kalau yang pakai jubah tu sure kita ingat depa ni boleh jadi imam time sembahyang tu yang kita mudah lembut hati tu..
yupp, some of them tu.. memang baik some of them pun robust and rude gak
despite several isolated news being conned, fraud and rip-off cases Malaysia remains as one of the popular destination eventhough, it is a stopover before they're heading to Thailand and Singapore or even Australia
teringat satu kisah yang diceritakan seorang kawan..
ada satu kes.. Pak Arab bercuti duduk kat Regent Hotel, KL (now dah tukar nama - Grand Millennium) nak dijadikan cerita mentol lampu bilik dia terbakar then, dia keluar bilik nampak sorang bangsa India lalu terus dia panggil mamat tu macam dia panggil orang India kat UAE ni mamat India tu datang la.. sebab orang panggil.. Pak Arab tu pun taruss 'arah' dia buat itu ini.. macam selalu dia buat kat negara dia.. tup tup... kena tamparrrr... sebab?.. mamat India tu CEO satu company kat KL tu... hehe..
remember.. EVERYTIME YOU ARE IN FOREIGN LAND YOU ARE A FOREIGNER
teringat la plak pada satu idea bisnes yang pernah aku utarakan pada sorang kawan tak berapa lama tahun dulu car-stickers
saying... "BE PATIENCE: YOU WERE ONCE HERE" or "BERSABAR: ANDA JUGA PERNAH DI SINI"
untuk dijual kepada SEMUA driving school in Malaysia yang mana boleh membantu mengurangkan 'kemarahan' pada pemandu lain.. terhadap pemandu L ni... yang membawa kereta agak perlahan di jalanraya..
(well.. not that these L-drivers wanted to.. dah tengah belajar kan...)
bayangkan.. ada berapa sekolah memandu kat Malaysia tu? ada berapa kereta setiap sekolah memandu ada?
selamat sejahtera dan murah rezeki hendaknya teruskan pengorbanan dan ketekunan serta ketabahan dalam keikhlasan mendidik anak bangsa dalam menyumbang kepada kemajuan negara kepada semua GURU...
tak kira la.. bekas GURU kita atau antara kita yang sedang bekerja sebagai GURU atau yang pernah menjadi GURU
jasa dan budi anda semua... Tuhan saja yang boleh membalasnya..
sekali lagi.. terima kasih pada GURU-GURU ku atas didikan dan penat lelah mu.. akan tetap ku kenang selagi hayat dikandung badan..
seiring dengan zaman teknologi serba canggih kini kehidupan harian juga semakin canggih..
dari zaman mesin taip kepada zaman pc kepada zaman laptop
dari zaman walkman kepada zaman discman kepada zaman mp3
dari zaman telefon-atur-size-bagak nak mampus kepada zaman slim/small size handphone kepada zaman all-in-one phone
anyway.. i wish not to talk about IT and its endless revolution..
just about SMS facilities.. and its effect to our 'writing skills'
how?
begini... sekarang ni boleh diperhatikan bahawa memang ramai dan banyak orang mahir/selalu menggunakan khidmat SMS
tetapi.. oleh kerana.. ianya limited to 160 huruf untuk save space and time jadinya.. bermulalah revolusi/evolusi secara mendadak dan ketara untuk singkatkan perkataan
contoh? terlalu banyakkkkk rasanya.. semua orang boleh tahu apa yang dimaksudkan, tak perlu la sebut semua
antara lain.. krn, asl, xde, xpe, mcm, pas2, brp, mrk, kul
dulu.. standard setakat yg, ni, tu, dll, xpdc, 4u2c hehehe...
cumanya.. kesan kepada keadaan ini ramai yang telah 'menyalahguna' kemudahan dan seterusnya 'melunturkan' penguasaan kepada bahasa tersebut
rasanya.. ianya tidak sahaja bahasa melayu tetapi juga bahasa inggeris..
for instance.. fyi, brb, gtg, lol
selain sebab zaman SMS ianya juga adalah rentetan zaman IRC and chatting dulu now.. yahoomessenger lak..
hmmm.. pada pandangan saya kalau boleh elakkan.. elakkan dari guna short form ni tulislah secara penuh karanglah dengan baik
'worst still'.. now.. even dah ada... Dictionary/Vocabulary for Bloggers/Chatters
sekarang ni pun.. rasanya.. banyak masalah yang dapat kita dengar/baca di kalangan pelajar-pelajar.. dalam karangan dan dictation ejaan dan spelling
conversation? pertuturan? maybe.. not that bad... yet..
apapun.. terfikir jugak.. apa akan jadi pada bahasa asal.. apa akan jadi pada komunikasi in the next decade...
only God knows...
teringat kisah.. seorang ibu kepada seorang kawan mengadu bahawa.. anaknya.. yang berada ditingkat atas.. rumah yang sama... menghantar SMS kepada ibunya.. yang berada di dapur.. bila hendakkan sesuatu..
this June, the Malaysian Government will enforce the rear seat belt ruling
bravo! finally! better late than never..
pemakaian Tali Pinggang Keledar..
the impact in the time of collision between cars.. could/would be worse if the drivers/passengers did not wear seatbelts.. proven, and no question about it, right?
tetapi, interesting enough, is that..
dalam Seksyen 7(a) Peraturan Kenderaan Bermotor (Keselamatan Tali Pinggang Keledar) 1978 [P.U. (a) 378/1978] memberikan pengecualian kepada sesiapa yang berada dalam kenderaan polis, tentera, bomba dan ambulans daripada memakai tali pinggang keledar ....
apa ni?????
bukankah memakai tali pinggang keledar ini perlu kerana keselamatan?
adakah ini memaklumkan bahawa anggota polis KEBAL? (undang-undang mahupun tubuh-badan)
Lead by Example...
jika anggota polis di negara-negara lain, perlu dan memang memakai tali pinggang keledar, rasanya, Malaysia juga Boleh!!!
the culture ..
well.. as i said.. lead by example.. the authorities.. the police / enforcer are not doing so.. how could the others follow?
someone did mention to me that; the police need not to wear seatbelt reason being; for the 'effectiveness' of the job? i.e. sebab senang nak keluar kereta bila nak kejar penjahat...
huh???
hmmm... one may even wonder.. if other policemen in other countries who are wearing their seatbelts are they not effective then?
the point that i wanted to stress out here.. is the issue of SAFETY
oh my... it has been long, long time about 3 months ago, since i last blogging
at times, i thought of scrapping off my blog(s) altogether i must admit, i did lose the momentum, the interest to write and to blog anymore
but hey, hell no !!! i am not that easy to quit i am not that person
macam lirik lagu Aliff Aziz "namun bagi lelaki macam aku tak mau berakhir kerna begitu"
hehe..
ah well.. here i am..
hmmm.. was in Malaysia.. last March for about 3 weeks or so attending to mum's condition mostly with, of course, the support of my siblings and dad
long story cut short here's the update of on mak's condition; - mak setuju and undergone the operation potong (part of) kaki kanan until paras bawah lutut sikit that was on 17 of March - mak no longer in pain (unbearable pain) now, sedang jaga and tunggu luka operation to heal, and of course, continue with life as normal as it can be insyaAllah.. aminn..
throughout the whole process since last October and especially during the toughest period (that is few weeks before the operation) my adik-adik and abah was being very helpful and strong and mak was the strongest of course
tak dapat nak describe in words how bersyukur and berterima kasih kepada abah dan adik-adik for being fully attentive and supportive in ensuring mak to have and to be in the best possible condition and ways in whatever situation and predicament
sesungguhnya.. syurga itu terletak di bawah telapak kaki ibu
and to witness all these with my very own eyes was indeed a bigger privillege
alhamdulillah.. now, mak dah makin bertenaga sebab dulu mak selalu penat and lagi sakit sebab tahan sakit
now, mak dah ada and banyak selera nak makan dan minum (of course, with several dos and donts)
mak been discharged couples of week ago now kat umah je and now dah boleh naik-turun and pakai kerusi roda, by herself, unattended the progress is promising abah told me semalam, via phone insyaAllah..
above all, the situation did turn the closeness in my family closer than we could imagine with my siblings mostly whom had been growing up so fast and definitely growing up to be a better person aminnn..
sejarah mengajar kita erti dewasa thank you.. to all.. for your prayers and support hanya Allah mampu membalasnya
again.. i must confess too occupied with work and other priorities
nevertheless.. at times like these - when i am feeling restless and out of sort i would like to start my day by listening to this song below
wish not to go deep into who's who of the original /owner of the lyrics and song...
the important thing.. there are wonderful words to ponder upon.. and, thought of sharing..
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Ladies and Gentlemen...
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.
I will dispense this advice now...
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.
Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle. Because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in a city once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in a rural once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths; prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
