Memory Lane, 1995

Yesterday, my hubby decided to go on the internet to search for our names to see if there is any information about us hanging out there online. During this search, my hubby found a blog of someone who wrote about me, on 19-Dec-2005, after she attended our wedding.

Here goes:

"I feel like talking about a person today. She sat next to me in high school. She's the one who helped to make me lose my temper easily back then. Things I remember about her: 1. She's afraid of lightnings/thunders. 2. We were the only two students who didn't go back home once. We stayed in the aspuri for 2 days and played ping pong. She won everytime. 3. She's crazy. 4. She's always got on my nerve at school. But I don't know why I always gave in. 5. She's manja. 6. She told me a story, in musolla when we were supposed to listen to tazkirah given, about somebody who enjoys tarik telekung orang until it's senget while praying. She laughed at the idea while I was furious. Tak baiklah kacau orang semayang! (how did I end up being so boring?) 7. In KMT class, dia amik gergaji letrik tuh, pastu terus potong kayu. Kayu tu jadi sengat la kan sebab tak ukur dulu. Rosak abis, Cikgu Zul punyalah marah. Si Basheer siap ngumpat lagik. 8. Dia ni memang kena marah selalu ngan Cikgu Zul. Kesian gak tgk tapi dia buat tak kisah jek. 9. She loves cute anything - babies, people, etc. 10. She has a great smile. 11. She's graceful. I hope the guys wont have such a hard time believing it coz it's true. Ada banyak lagi, although vaguely, in my head but then I'm at work. So I taip mana yang teringat. Anyway, she and I had a history together however brief it was. I think some of my friends have already figured out who's the person by now. After PMR she moved to Kedah. Things I've realized about her later on: 1. She's fun and playful. 2. She cares for people. 3. She's beautiful. 4. She takes things easy. 5. She's actually always calm and composed (I think so, because she seems so). 6. She's probably the only one I'd ever know to be that crazy and unique. Then we had a trip to PD and that was the first time in a million years since we've last met. She was sitting with a group of people whom I was sure were not from the alumni. I took a glance and looked away. She was smiling. She looked so familiar but she seemed like she was with the group sitting there, so no way we should've known each other. I looked again and looked away again. I was with a few friends and we were talking and asking around where the heck was everybody else. Suddenly she stood up and walked towards us. And at that instance her name struck in my brain like never before lah. Seriously I knew she worked in the UK, camana leh ada kat mesia lak nih???? Could it be? And of all the words I should've said, "Hey.... I know your face" came out of my mouth! Badi LOTR tak abis lagi time tuh. A sudden warmth came over me. She hasn't changed physically at all, except for of course the beauty and grace of a lady, clearly visible lah. I was speechless. I mean I had a lot to say, a lot to ask but couldn't say it. And the rest of the PD trip was good. She spent lots of time with Aslam and Noe. I only looked from afar. How a girl has grown so much. I was so glad that she came to PD that weekend. She left early, Noe sent her off. I was still in bed that morning. A month ago, suddenly I got a news about her from someone else. And that sudden warmth (like the one in PD) got to me again. It didn't matter from whom I got the news since I understood her situation. I recalled all the things that we had shared during high school. And the time in PD, however brief. Wow. Nothing in the world could explain how happy I was for her. So despite that it was supposed to be a quiet ceremony, and I wasn't supposed to know, I left her a message anyway. There was nothing I could say much online. Only deepest and sincerest congrats, and that I understood her situation. Then I received an invitation! I knew that she had been calculative and careful on who to invite looking at the seat allocations. I felt so honored since it was only for close family and friends. She looked beautiful last night. It being one of her happiest moment in her life, I can't blame her. Sparks were flying everywhere. She looked so shy though.... biasalah pengantin melayu. The food was superb. I hope she doesn't mind I'm writing about it here. Your pics are going to be uploaded soon in the group anyway... hehe.... So I am here writing to say thank you for the opportunity to be part of your big night. To Samira and Nasir Hadrien Dumont, I wish you well for the future, and hope you enjoy a long and happy marriage."

I am touched. Thank you for the good notes. I guess I haven't change that much..*wink*wink*

Haunted?

We live in a compound with several houses. We share a common swimming pool, gym, playground like other normal compound. But what is different about my compound? Here it goes...my haunted story starts here:

STORY 1: The Playground
The guard from our compound said that during the night shifts, they have to make rounds throughout the compound, and eventually when they are tired, they will sit (in places where there are benches..of course!) close to the playground. Aaaah, I didn't mention that our house is right opposite the playground. And guess what? The guard claimed that they will bump into a lady who is always sleeping in the slides. And when they want to make conversation with the lady or tried to look again at the lady to confirm its there, it disappeared.

STORY 2 : The Balcony
In House 38(opposite to the playground), similar to the other houses, there is a sitting area, balcony. One of the guard claimed that one fine night, he accidentally slept on the couch at the balcony area. When he woke up, he saw a beautiful lady, with long black hair staring at him! And when he tried to shout, his tongue was tight and frozen. When he reopen his eyes, the lady was gone and he could speak normal again! There was no one else around him who witnessed this event. It was only him alone.

STORY 3: The Maid
In house 23, one of our neighbours maid (A) saw a lady sweeping the grass around the house every morning. The wierd part of this is the maid was not suppose to be this lady. And so my neighbours maid (A), went to her to ask who she was. When (A)was just about to call this lady, as (A) re-look/re-open eyes at the direction of the lady, she was gone, disappeared. The best part of it, at a distance, when she is hanging clothes outside, (A) could still see this same lady sweeping the grass every morning. Similar figure, lady with long untied black hair. Similar to the guard at the playground, (A) never get to see the lady's face.

STORY 4: Our House
When my family came, I had to rearrange the rooms to accomodate all the families. My daughter slept with us, so my younger brother's family could have a room for themselves. And their 1.5 yr old daughter starts to play with "auntie" in the room each night, when the lights were out. Since her baby cot was just beside the window, she would also stand up, lift the curtains to try and play with "auntie" outside the window! The same night, my younger brother was "pressed" or "tindih" while sleeping. Similar to the guard in house 38, his tongue were tight and frozen. Couldn't speak nor shout for about a minute. After pressure were released, everything went back to normal. But, unlike the guard, he didn't see anything.

My friends who might be reading this might just say, I am crazy! Well I am..I can't sleep well, insomnia as I am..walking alone to the kitchen seems harder than before. Please, reader out there, if you know how to make me sleep normal and be brave again, let me know. All suggestions are welcome. I know it's not scientific nor proven...

-THE END-

Fecilitation Marie!

On 26th June, Marie gave birth to a lovely baby boy name Hamzah. I would like to dedicate this post to Marie and Meshary. Congratulations.. Now you have a pair of beautiful children, hope Mashael is taking good care of "son petit frere Hamzah"..
A bien tot, peut etre en Belgique?

Hello Shilme!

Monkey trip on the hills


Plane to Japan


Nozawa Onsen Kitchen

Hanna in Uncle Douche Style

Disneyland Tokyo

Going Home

We miss you Shilme. I need to post few picture of Hanna's in Tisha's skirt also. Hanna is still playing with the bicycle with chinese music sing by the animal Kingdoms:D.. Ingat tak lagi Shilme?

Since I am making this blog private and only to invited readers, I will now start to post the pictures bigger;) ..starting with the belated trip we had early this year to Japan to Nozawa Onsen - Tokyo - Disneyland..ENJOY!