Fantastic 7

Hurm..recently I was engulfed by some kind of excitement to have a new 'family'. Not sure of how it was started or precisely how the bond was created. I really do not know but within this 2 months, I feel really grateful for the emergence of Fantastic 7. Happiness and appreciation towards each other is what defines us. Nothing more than that :)

kematian

Ironi..hidup ini sangat ironi. Baru je post ttg kelahiran ank saudara. tiba-tiba seluruh Pompey dikejutkan dgn pemergian ayah Oci. Tak tahu nak cakap apa, rasa lembik satu badan. Musibah Allah turunkan tanpa henti pd Teslians. 4,5 hr non-stop kmmbc Yasiin. Lagi ironi, call Vdaa time usrah tu kitorang expect merupakan kematian and rupanya Allah betul2 menjemput ayah Oci. Takziah untuk dia, semoga diberikan ketabahan.

Kahwin?

Sana sini dengar cerita kahwin. Terasa la jugak cuak tu cuma xnk tunjuk.hihi. before kahwin attending pre-course wed is an obligation. I always imagine myself and my Mr Right registering for the similar course together, following the session together, doing everything together, glance at each other, plus senyum2 kambing..auww :D. Nevertheless, as always Allah will not give what you want but something that is more terrific :D yes, I'm not only taking the course, I'm hosting it-19th of May in Southampton together with the best crew on earth- oci el tyah vdaa mol haziq hanis adib sanak akmar sze ling. Boleh la cerita kat anak cucu jugak. Ok, so many stories piling up. Semoga Allah pnjgkn umur untuk sampai stage tu, or at least biarlah hamba-Mu ini merasa alam rumahtangga jgk. Amin

Cerita malam raya Part 2

Alright, I should minimize my dear compare Microsoft Word, This story by any chance should be finished sebelum raya Easter ni habis :D ok. From what I am able to recall, the following scene was mendindingkan bilik. Luckily we have Tiah who knows a bit about protecting our room. Kata ustaz tyah kat sekolah tu let the 'other things' know about our presence is bye calling the adhan, so she did that in every room, facing the Qiblah. Scary and spooky sangat time tu. We were all girls who knew nothing about dealing with makhluk yg invi ni. huuhu. The next step we did, baca surah al-ikhlas di 7 corner of the house. Dgn keadaan sspace yg limited tu berdirilah semua kwn2 utk tlg bacakan. Terasa indahnya ukhwah time tu. Satu perasaan yang x tergambar since u have ho access for help, the only person whom you can rely upon is ur friend after Allah. Usaha untuk menenangkan tuan rumah yg still phobia diteruskan. I tried my hardes, used all the proper words to convince them that things gonna be fine. xde apee xde apee..it wasn't easy, indeed. Even harder than catching the baby mouse in my house weeks before.

We were about to leave the house. Suddenly one of the girls in that house said that she could not bare with strange heat, she cried outside the house. Proses ritual bermula, thank God her aunt from Malaysia has extra hidden 'knowledge', she recited a few Surahs at their ears, then they screamed for a few times. Rasa nak menangis, and that was not merely a 'rasa'.. I cried devastatingly.

"Tolong buang rantai putih dalam bilik..pergi amik atas rak dlm kotak!!"

At that moment I began to know what might be the cause of such disturbance. My friends brought out a few creepy stuffs that had been purchased from car boot sale. A few old drawings, candle holders, the antique stuffs that one might be eager to keep, especially the non-natives like us. We helped them to throw all the stuffs away. Rasanya everyone learned a very good lesson on that day. Be extra cautious bila beli barang. Don't simply beli je brg purba because we don't know what it had been used for. Susahnya... T.T

"Candle holder ni dulu digunakan time upacara kematian" the Aunty said at the time when they are in my hands..gulp!

Hantu org putih..ok x cool langsung.

Ya Allah lindungi kami

Cerita malam raya Part 1

Satu hari di hari Easter..if I were to survey all the houses around Sommerstown, I might have found dedicated mothers preparing Hot Cross Bun for Easter today. Hudsoners girls macam biasa, tabah menghadapi kekejaman dunia dengan lambakan kerja. Kadang-kadang mood swing, kemalasan and kerajinan emerged interchangeably. Around 6 pm we our weekly usrah started. Fifi as the chairperson covered tafsir al-Alaq. As the first session was about to end, we were shocked by an undesirable call from Vdaa
"Korang usrah ke? tolong datang ke rmh V, bawak Yasiin.cepat!!"
That moment was worst, because we were not explained clearly on why there was a yasiin recitation session. Could it be somebody died or nearly or..nauzubillah. Kitorang pon terus bergegas ke King street with 1001 questions longing to be answered. Sakit jantung Tuhan je tahu. Me Tazi Ipi Fifi madly walked to that house. As soon as we arrived there, I sensed that everything appeared to be calm, I looked around at every corner. Dapur..checked Loung checked here and there checked. Looks fine. But wait, look at her housemate's teary eyes! OK something wrong is happening. What is it?? Tell me...!
"Rumah kitorang ada something. Semua orang da bgthu experience masing2. V nampak ada 'something' ketuk tingkap, kena hempap, nampak bayangan budak perempuan" That word..'something' that I was pretty sure it had burst forth everybody in the four walls who heard it. I pretended to be steady and firm padahal
Ya Allah Ya Allah, rasa nak tumbang. How could it possibly be, bilik V tingkap 2 kot..anak jiran mana yg nak mengetuk tingkap tu?? ah sudahhh
Everybody looked at each others' faces, back and forth..eyes were flickering..


ok penat dah..sambung type dissertation jap :P

Kelahiran

Pagi yg suram di Hudson Road diceriakan dgn berita anak sedara no 8 lahir ke alam fana. hihi. Syukur kpd Allah.Hai Encik Nameless ^^

Love,

nunu

Because of you Pak Taufik

Lama dah tak update blog. Padahal da janji dgn diri sendiri at least 1 minggu 1 entry regardless of how useless the content might be. Having said that most of the things need to have written account for a sentimental person like me who is really into recalling memories and looking at old photos. Haih ye dah tua. Almost everyday I have been constantly reminded by my friends with inhumane manner that I am old..iyo lah iyo lah.. :D Susah betul lahir January ni.

Banyak benda yang jadi dlm bulan March ni. I guess that was the month yg paling meaningful for this year, owing to some mega events, expected, least expected and absolutely unexpected jugak. Hurm, pelik jugak. I thought that March was the month that can turn me into bookworm. Stay in your room open your book and do what you are supposed to, Tapi lain plk jadinya. As planned, I organized a cheer-leading group to Badminton All England. Annual event for a big fan of shuttlers' arena. Me and durga, we made an awesome duo that Lee Chong Wei had never realized, but this year rs mcm nak tukar style. This is not like Gurukul College Mohabbatein that is overly consevative :D. Ok so 10th of March was the date for semi final.That was clear for everybody. However, there was a force in my heart to see Taufik Hidayat face-to-face. It was kinda cheesy mushy bit of your emotion that spoke to your mind,,, "Yuni ni la peluang terakhir nak tengok Taufik, if not now bila lagi...?" Dipendekkan cerita, as soon as I know that Taufik advanced to day 2 of All england, I ran upstairs and booked my ticket 4 hours before the journey which cost me nearly 60pounds [gulp]. Early next morning I went all alone to Birmingham as if that region is very near to Portsmouth. The best part was my ticket had no specified seat number. I was allowed to seat wherever I wanted as long as it was not reserved by anybody. For the first time I sat at the most strategic seat, the most front, the closest to the player as permitted for the audience :D)  His match was expected to start at 9.00 on the schedule but till 10.15 there was no sign of his presence. I was overwhelmingly restless. My eyes struggled to maintain their focus at the court and my watch. Until the very moment that Fairuzizuan and Zakri appeared, I felt like jumping from the seat and shout "mana Taufik!!?" plus with sudden awareness that I was not there for Malaysia, not even had a flag in my bag. Hehe..Berkat kesabaran and I know Allah has mercy upon those who seek for it, Taufik Hidayat finally stepped in like a dashing hero but in a very cool manner. As always he stunned me with his great play and unwanted foolish attitude such as delaying games, asking for shuttle change for numerous times..Taufik..Taufik. Not to my surprise, Chen Jin burnt Taufik's goal for that tournament. Sigh

I did not watch the whole game because of my train time was at 11.10. Quite sad for not be able to get his autograph when the situation seemed to be highly possible for me to do so. Tapi xpe lah.. The complacence in my heart cannot be put into words. Xpatut pon berbangga rasanya..tapi.. I will definitely let my future children to know about this :D)