This is just the story of myself and my family.

Monday, November 29, 2010

My time



I come again to this part of the world for the second time this year. I am now in Bandung Indonesia with my siblings Pak Itam and Mak Yan. We flown in through Airasia touched down in Bandara Hussein Sastranagara on Sunday 28 Nov 2010.
This entry is done in the cafe of Heritage F O which is quite near our Progo Hotel.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

THESE DAYS

It seems suddenly that the year 2010 is near the end.
Like last Sunday we had our Convent Peel Reunion. We just held it at Kenny Rogers in Cheras Leisure Mall. Who were coming? Kak Jamaiyah and her two daughters, Hafizah, husband and her two kids, Dr Maria, Laili, Maznah and another whom I couldn't recalled her name. I brought Ita along. Then after that we went to Nilai 3 to visit Arpah, another Convent Peel friend.
It is nice to see them again. Hope they are coping life.
For the record, besides this reunion I attended more than ten social gatherings and functions. One each in Grand Seasons - hi-tea, Royale Chulan hi- tea, Royale Bintang dinner, Swiss Garden dinner, IOI Mall dinner, Flamingo - dinner, Legend - hitea, glamourous Golden Horses - dinner and Pullman of Putrajaya also dinner, Seri Cempaka dinner and twice in Quality - dinner and hitea. These took place almost every other day. I only missed one hitea in Grand Season.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

TIME


It is more than four months I have been working in Kuala Lumpur, Wangsa Maju Section 5. The route I used to take these days are those journey I took on my way home to Ulu Yam then. But since staying in KL traveling less than twenty km one way is considered very very convenient. I used different routes to and fro work. In a way I like it even though the jam is always there. Life here is more hectic.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

FOR TODAY 20-10-2010

It's quite sometimes that I didn't post any news here. Actually there were a lot of happening really but I supposed I was just lazy and at times I read. I have to have an entry today because of the lovely numbers.

I managed to read two novels - a sequence actually - The Missing Piece Part I and part II. Both are over 700 pages thick, beautifully written by Fatimah Busu. The story revolved around Imrah and her two husbands Lawrence Joehari and Charlie. They stayed in Penang and some parts in Kuala Lumpur. Imrah studied hard and got her PhD and worked as a lecturer in USM. I like this part of the story because I studied in USM too and the scenes were memory lanes to me.

Now for four consecutive weekends I am fully occupied with school works. With meetings and works, works and works. There are mountains of papers to sign. With only Sundays as my free days I felt it is never enough of time. One thing about all these is I still have my weight on. It never less as if nothing really matters.

Friday, September 24, 2010

MEETINGS

Since the school reopened I have been attending six meetings just for the week. I think I am sick of it already. Some were just time wasting.

Friday, September 17, 2010

THE HARI RAYA HOLIDAYS







At this age, Hari Raya is a day to get back together and exchange notes. It is our turn to become the old parents where the kids come home to us. I am accepting this fact of life - just that I don't have any grandchildren yet. None of my kids is married.

This Raya we went to Taiping, Kuala Kangsar, Ipoh and we managed to pass through Cameron Highland before going home. That was our third trip to Cameron this year alone. Second day the two of us went to Semenyeh Selangor to visit his brother. On the third day we went again to Ipoh and later to Taping for his old school reunion.

I went to work on the 6th Shawal and to Rawang and Batang Kali on the 7th. We are going to Ipoh again tomorrow.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

MY ACTIVITIES



Today my City recorded 121212 km at 7.52 am. Since I worked in Wangsa Maju the machine does not travel much. Usually my mileage is more than 2K per month but now to beat 1K seems impossible.

Today I went to the Immigration Department and for the first time I was asked whether I am a senior citizen. I felt funny. I admitted that I am not young anymore but to say as a senior citizen I felt different. May be I am not used to it. Well this is my first time. In a way I didn't have to wait for long like the others.