Thursday, March 27, 2008

Majlis Baca Yasın
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Selalunya setiap malam jumaat ada majlis baca yasin dan doa selamat. Sama sama doakan yang tersayang di tanah air khasnya dan seluruh umat Nabi S.A.W. amnya akan mendapat taufik dan hidayah serta kebekatan dalam hidup. Tapi baca yasin saja lah tak ada pulut kuning atau nasi minyak. Tekong tetap adalah Tuan Hajı Molvi Maulana Daud Supari. Kalau dia balik Malaysia nampaknya tak adalah majlis ini. Jadi rasanya kena adalah pelapis seterusnya. Sebab itu lah Haji kita ni dah tak balik dekat tujuh bulan sebab tak ada orang nak ganti buat doa selamat. Aku pun turut bersimpati. Hebat pengorbanan Haji kita ni. mungkin dia dah dapat sifat malaikat yang tak bernafsu lagi.
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Dua harı lepas tetiba ada lagi majlis baca yasın. Rupanya si Azam(dıa lagi.....) mınta doakan nenek dıa yg akan menjalani operatıon dalam masa terdekat. Bertuah nenek dıa dapat cucu yang penyayang macam Azam nı.....memanglah dia intan payung....gunung ledang ....nenek dia.... Jadi kami ramai ramai bacalah yasin semoga nenek dia kembali pulih seperti sedia kala.....
İnilah para hadirin yang bertungkus lumus membaca surah yasin. Kalau Haji balik yang selayak menekong baca yasin adalah imam hadhari kita yang pakai kopiah merah tu....
Yang pakai topi besar sebakul tu adalah Wak darı Indonesia......rakan seperjuangan main table tennis dengan aku
Cuba nengok kusyuknya tuan Haji membaca doa...hapir menitis air mata kami semua......

Presıdent's Visit
Kami dı beritahu bahawa Presıdent nak visit tapi bila masa dan ketika yang tepat kami pun tak tahu. Kadang president ni visit ikut suka hati dia saja. Tak ada protokol langsung........orang kata sempoi. Jadi, dı Fab Yard ada lah gantung bendera bendera yang bewarna warni macam rainbow di sepanjang jalan untuk meraikan dia.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Under 18 Football Team - SMKBSB

My son ıs squartıng at the front row, second from the left
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Thıs is my son's football team. They had a league match last week and managed to secure the bırth up to the quater final. Last year I was accompanying the team when my son was playing for under 15. This year I failed to join the team. But I passed my support from behınd. I hope next year they will manage to crawl up to the final and I intend to provide full assıstance to the team.
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What really drawn back my enthusiasm was that the school did not send the under 15 team of no reasons. Only god knows. I asked my son, Safwan why, he himseft cannot explain. I had allowed him to buy new soccer boots before the match day. I was frustrated, annoyed the way that teacher was handling. Irresponsible. If you have any problem why didn't you come forward to resolve the problems. If money was the concerns, I whole heartedly willing to sacrifice and donate some money to the team. Teacher, don't kill their spirit of your students!!!

Monday, March 24, 2008

Grave Secrets by Kathy Reichs
Yes!....I've finished my second novel within a week. I'm on the right track now and I have another three novels to complete. Should I start now or rest for a while? Hhmmm..... The third novel probably I will start during my journey to Istanbul next week end. I feel that my timetable is squeezing me tight to finish other projects that are still waiting in the line.
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The story was about Dr. Temperence Brennan, an anthropologist to uncover the death of missing women and children in Guatemala City and the murder of tenage girls. I will give 3.5 stars for the magnificent write up.
Kaka To Find Zara
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Kaka is a permanent resident in our camp. Every morning he will come to our cafeteria and have some milk. Lunch and dinner he will never miss. He resided in this camp earlier than me. My friend told me that they collected her at rubbish dumping area. He was thin, dirty and weak. But now he is cute and chubby with excessive food available for him to finish.
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When I was having dinner yesterday, my friends told me that they saw Kaka playing with Zara. I was confused because I have searched in so many places around the camp and at the contractor's area. Nothing was positive that she is still alive. I was really distressed. My friend confidently informed that the cat that they saw was really Zara. They confirmed the picture in my blog. Ok...I believe you and that make me relieved.
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Then I brought Kaka to my room and nicely told him to find Zara. Bring her to me dead or alive. It is a huge responsibilty for Kaka to accomplish my mission. Once you find her we will celebrate and solemnise you as husband and wife.....hehehehehe

Saturday, March 22, 2008

A Visit To Ahmet's House
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Ahmet orang local sini. Dia kerja apa aku tak pasti di sini tapi dialah yang jaga makan dan minum waktu supper. Selalu dia bekalkan roti yang di buat oleh isterinya. Bila aku ke surau Ahmet mesti ada dan kalau dia awal, dia lah yang azan. Baik, akhlak mulia dan beriman. Aku respect sungguh dengah kecekalan dia walau pun hidup dialam suasana sebegini. memang aku tabik dan hormat pada Ahmet. Kadang aku jadi malu sebab akhlak aku mungkin tak semurni dirinya.
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Suatu hari aku ajak Haji dan Azam ( macam three stooges plak) untuk pegi rumah Ahmet. Setelah semuanya set aku pun bagitau Ahmet and set an appointment. Aku pun risau jugak sebab dengsan gaji dia yang alah kadar nanti terpaksa beralas perut untuk menjamu kami makan. Pada hal kami hanya mahu ziarah biasa sahaja. So kita set hari Sabtu lepas zohor untuk kerumahnya.
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Mula kami ke bazar sebab Hj nak beli kasut. Maklum sekarang dah semangat nak bersukan dan Azam pulak sibuk nak beli jaket. Aku rasa dia ni pantang nengok jaket mesti nak beli. Rasa dia dah addicted dengan jaket. Tak palah. Aku selalu kata kat depa apa yang kamu makan dan pakai itulah hak kamu dan juta juta dlm bank Allah punya. Lagi pun elaun satu hari dah boleh cover. Aku tak beli apa pun cuma beli coklat dan biskut untuk anak anak Ahmet.
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Bila kami masuk kawasan flat dekat simpang tu Ahmet dah menunggu. Kebetulan pada masa itu ada ramai orang sebab ada jenazah kematian. Rumah ahmet di tingkat tiga. Aku cuba imagin bagaimana rumah dia. Bagaimana kehidupan dia dan macam macam yang bersarang di kepala. Ahmet terus membimbing kami kerumahnya. Setelah seketika kami di izinkan masuk. Rupanya rumahnya sangat simple. Aku terkedu sebentar. Ada toilet, bilik air, stor dan ruang tamu. Tiada bilik. Bila masuk, isterinya sedang siapkan makanan di dapur yang di lindung dgn tirai. Jaga aurat aku rasa. Kemudian anak anak kecil keluar menjenguk kami yang hidung penyet penyet ni. Tapi Azam kata hidung dia tinggi sebab dia ada darah mamak kapal karam...heheheh...azam ko jgn marah no. Kalau wife ko baca blog aku harap dia senyum sokmo.

Ini lah rumah falt tersebut yang di bina masa pemerintahan Rusia. Very simple and fit for purpose. Selepas komunis kecundang projek pembinaan rumah rakyat ini pun terhenti. Tapi dalam keadaan zuhud macam ni pun satelit disc pun sebesar tingkap.....

Inilah anak saudara Ahmet. Bila aku masuk saja rumah dan lihat anak ini terus aku dukung. Aku rasa sayang dan sayu lihat wajah anak ini. Tetiba dia jadi takut dan nak menangis......yelah orang mana lah tetiba aje datang dukung......Terkenang anak anak aku di rumah. Mahu saja aku jadikan menantu aku.......kalau Allah izin...comel sungguh.
Inilah Ahmet dengan anaknya Inagul. Anak perempuan dia seorang lagi ke sekolah. Bijak anak ini menolong ayah nya hidang makanan. Baru umur dua tahun lebih.....entahlah bila lihat anak anak yang comel ini hati aku terus sayu........berbagai benda yang aku fikir dan tafsirkan....
Inagul malu malu kucing siam untuk mendekati aku
Itulah dia wajah hensem Haji yang memiliki darah jawa 99.9%. Bumiputra ke Haji ni...tapi rendang yang dia bawa tu ok gak..aku yang makan banyak. Kalau balik jangan lupa bawa lagi. Gaya mesti mau ada. Itu sapa lagi kalau bukan si Azam...sejak aku di sini rasanya setiap tulisan aku ada aje nama Azam.... Dia perasan aku jual nama dia...hhhmmmm...tak pa lah cek oi....janji hapi hapi...

Cubalah lihat makanan yang di jamu...penuh meja. Aku rasa dia korbankan seluruh gaji bulanan dia untuk beli barang barang ini untuk raikan tetamu. Aku pun tak ada sifat macam ni. Semoga Allah terus memberi berkat pada kehidupan Ahmet sekeluarga.
The High Chaparral Vs The Savannah
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Today, as I was travelling to Turkmenbashi with my colleagues, I spotted a camel. It might belong to somebody but freely gazing the schrubs and vegetations. It looked very hairy from the neck down to the hump. I ask the driver to stop and asked Azam to take a photo cos he was sitting near to the window.
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This is the surrounding of our site. Remote from human community. Only patches of hard vegetations cover the earth. Now spring is approaching and the area gradually covered by green grasses. The difference from the high chapparal is that we dont have cactii. If your drive along the road you can find oasis down the valley. As you drive along you can view the sheapard was guarding the sheeps and cattle.
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When I think of it.....I'm leaving in a very different world now. Obviously the savannah has its own character to explain...

Maulidul Rasul II
Yesterday we were invited by Mr Raja (Not the king in actual meaning) to gotong royong for the maulidul rasul feast that going to happen at night. I was so lazy to go coz there are many things to complete such is updating my blog, finishing my novel and resume my stitching. I was having breakfast after I played table tennis and Haji reminded everybody again about the invitation. I did not comment anything coz I possitively sure I'm not going. While I was enjoying doing my stitching somebody knocked my door. Who the hell this people were. I was reluctant to open the door but I was forced by my anxiety. Do you know who are there???? Dengan muka kesian rupanya Haji dan Azam...hhmmmm...dah tak boleh bagi reason lagi. Then I pick my jacket and head on for the rewang.... Here are few photos I managed to capture during rewang time but the night event I just enjoyed my dinner......

Inilah pakar pakar masak tu. Aku pun tak berapa kenal tapi rasanya mereka ni dari drilling team.

Inilah mereka mereka yang pakar cucuk mencucuk sate. Aku pun cucuk jugak. Cuba nengok sampai tonggek tonggek. Azam betoi ke hang cucuk tu???....Terborai aje...... kita orang dah cucuk seputih ko baru terhegeh hegeh nak habis kan satu cucuk.....tu lah orang suruh cucuk...ko tu asyik cakap tak habis habis....

Cuba teka tangan tangan siapa kah itu??? Tapi aku dah ingatkan dari awal lagi siapa yang nak cucuk tolong samak tangan betul betul...manalah tau tadi ada orang korek..korek...korek....hilang selera nanti

Selesai aje cucuk sate Mr Raja ajak makan nasi lemak pulak. Habis semua tu...maklumlah pelahap katakan. Kalau di sini kasi apa pun jadi

Inilah sate sate yang di bakar untuk di rasmi sebelum sembahyang jumaat. Sambil menulis ni pun terasa pulak aroma sate ini........Hj Moktar yang siapkan bara api ni...dan beberapa yang lain tu tolong bakar. Aku......cuma makan...heheheheh
Sebelum balik aku pun terlihat Russian Scud tersadai di rumah sebelah......
Malamnya ingatkan ada doa selamat atau marhaban dan tahlil ke. Semangant Haji Daud nak tekongkan...Rupa rupanya nyanyi lagu negara ku....seperti biasa che Azam lah yang jadi chief de mission...so nyanyi ajelah....

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Amalkan Memberi Salam
Hari ini aku nak cerita perihal memberi salam. Sepanjang hidup aku, orang yang ringan mulut untuk memberi salam adalah orang Turkmenistan. Rasa penat nak jawap. Nak buat macam mana kalau tak jawap berdosa pulak sebab menjawap salam itu wajip. Baik lelaki mahu pun perempuan. Baik tua mahu pun muda. Waktu pagi tepat pukul 8.00 pagi aku dah ada di ofis. Kadang bila anak anak dara clerk masuk aje opis terus toleh ke arah aku memberi salam. Aku dengan tersipu-sipu jawap lah salam mereka itu. Aku terfikir juga adalah baik kiranya amalan ini dapat di lakukan di tanah air aku sendiri. Rasanya rakyat negara aku berat mulut skit nak beri salam. Aku doakan salam yang di beri akan memberi mereka kekuatan untuk kuat dan amalkan kalimah Allah. Semoga Allah makbulkan doa aku.
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Di pintu masuk ofis ada terdapat message undangan perkahwinan. Nama anak teruna tu kalau tak silap Abdullahyev. Maksudnya nama mereka mereka ini telah di rusiakan dari arab. Kalau nama member aku katakan Azam...dia mungkin akan bertukar Azamov....Azamuyev...Azamutov. Ini adalah possibility yang boleh terjadi. (Azam kalau hang baca jgn marah no...aku cuma bagi contoh aje). Kalau nama tu ala ala jawa lain skit sebab dah hampir nama tu...cuma tambah 'v' aje d belakang. Contohnya......hartono...akan jadi hartonov. Kalau orang pompuan pulak akan di tambah 'kaya' di belakang (bukan kaya roti tau) atau 'va'. Contohnya kalau nama dia Ana...jadilah nama baru dia 'Anakaya' atau'Anava'. Contoh yang paling senang islah nama pemain tennis tu.....'Hantukova'...'Hantu' tu dari perkataan melayu dan 'kova' tu dari perkataan rusia so jadilah nama cam tu.
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jadi sekarang ni sapa nak cuba cuba nak rusiakan nama anak anda...cuba cuba lah nama yang aku syorkan....mana tau ada yang berkenan....hehehehehe......selamat mencuba tips hari ini...
Maulidur Rasul
Tomorrow is Maulidul Rasul in Turkmenistan. In fact the Maulidul Rasul is also celebrated in Malaysia today and was declared as public holiday. So the office will be closed tomorrow. We are invited for the doa selamat tomorrow at our supply base manager's house. After isyak prayer just know we were invited for the rewang or gotong royong for makan makan at his house tomorrow morning. The meal will be served after friday prayer. The menu will be satay, bihun goreng, bubur kacang and many more I supposed. I think I just go to eat. Heheheh...bit lazy to participate for the gotong royong.
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Ahmet came to my office this morning. We talked a lot about project...how to tidy up and make it more effective and efficient...talking about the progress...talking about engineering. I comprehend his concerns and I threw few of my concerns as well. Later we dragged our conversation to talk about politics...life...family and many more. It ended up nearly two hours. Anyway if god willing, I will meet him again in Istanbul for my LOI/Visa extension and the engineering meeting. Got to scan the progress and other matters to less the worries.
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Yesterday Mr Zeki called me inviting for the doa selamat as well. I wouldn't know that the Turkish people also practiced and cultured this kind of ritual. Here are our conversation that transpired. To make it more entertaining you should keep your accent like the Turkish...hehehe
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Mr Zeki: Hello how are you Mr Abuikhlas
Abuikhlas: Fine. Thank you. What can I do for you Mr Zeki.
Mr Zeki: I want to invite you for the food because we are going to have a sheep slaughter for our OGT.
AbuIkhlas: Ok. Thank you. Who are you going to invite?
Mr Zeki: You can invite all of Petronas and MMHE. We are going to have food. But I will confirm with you later.
I was bit confused either he meant to invite the locals too.
Abuikhlas: Ok. I think it is better we have it before 6.00 p.m for our dinner time at your place.
We ended the conversation there and I was anxious to inform all my colleagues during lunch time. After 1 hour time Mr Zeki call me again.
Mr Zeki: Mr Abuikhlas....I'm very sorry to inform you we have to cancel. We cannot find the sheep. We will do it next week.
I was bit concerned whether they will purchase the meat from the market or they will slaughter accordance to the syariaah. If not I may decline to go or just say my stomach is fulled.
Abuikhlas: May I ask you something. Are you slaughter the sheep rightly accordance to islam?
Mr Zeki: Sure...of course...
Abuikhlas: Ok. I wait for your next invitation then...
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So I got an idea now......If Mr Zeki call me I would tell him what recipe that I wanted to have. Hahahah...surely I will ask him to prepare roasted lamb marinated with thousand spices. Let the aroma and the smoke of the BBQ fill the air of Kinyali.....oh...how wonderful it will be...

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

How Do Feel Yusuff??
I called my wife yesterday. She told me that Yusuff was not feeling well and he caught a fever. Hhhmmm....I envisaged that the fever will subside very soon if just a normal fever. My wife further told me that she rushed to the clinic in town about 12.00 a.m the night before. Just another precaution to ensure that nothing worst will come. His operation undergone last month still lingering fresh in my mind. Pity him and pity my wife too.
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I called my wife again today to receive new updates about his health. Thank god he is fine now but he insist to be pampered and cuddled all the time. I honestly hope that my wife fully understood what is in my mind right now. May Allah bless all of us and never give up hope for praying.
Waktu Yang Sementara

Suatu hari aku ke bazar. Aku lihat seorang wanita tua menjual kuaci bunga matahari. Lalu datang seorang lelaki tua datang untuk membelinya. Aku jadi sayu. Tiba tiba hati aku terdetik untuk mengambil gambar mereka. Lalu aku teringat bahawa suatu masa aku kan begini kalau di panjangkan umur. Aku tak sesegar dan sekuat seperti waktu muda. Aku terus fikirkan lagi, adakah masih ada harapan untuk aku meneruskan hidup hingga ke hari tua. Bagaimana kah suasana meniti hari tua.......seribu pertanyaan dan harapan.
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Orang alim umpamakan hidup dan mati bagai buah kelapa. Belum tentu yang tua akan gugur dahulu, malah kemungkinan yang muda dan putik akan gugur dahulu. Tak semestinya manusia akan jumpa Ilahi apabila meniti senja tetapi mati tak mengenal waktu.
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Beberapa hari lalu rakan sekerja di sini kehilangan adik lelaki. Di beritahu bahawa adiknya kemalangan semasa menunggang motosikal. Ahad lalu kami sama sama membaca tahlil dan yasin untuk arwah semoga di golongkan bersama sama orang yang beriman iaitu di tempatkan di syurga yang tiada akhirnya.
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Tadi selepas azan isyak sementara menunggu Imam datang aku pun bertanya sahabat aku. Sudah berapa lama di sini? Dia menjawap sudah dekat tiga bulan. Tapi baru pertama kali dia pulang ke Malaysia setelah tujuh bulan di sini. Lalu aku tanya lagi. 'Dah keluarga ke?'. Dia jawap sudah. Lau aku balas, 'Wow dahsyat tu boleh tahan'. Lalu dia membalas kembali katanya, 'Saya cuma perlu ingatkan diri ini bahawa dunia ini sementara'. Aku terus terkedu sebab tak sangka jawapan sebegitu. Aku jawap,'Baguslah kalau selalu ingat begitu'. Selalunya orang yang berfikiran begini adalah manusia yang tak takut mati dan tiada cinta dunia.....Entah bilakah aku akan mendapat hakikat sebegini..........

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Nur Syamim Alia

Dear Syamim,
How are you my dear...... I try to get hold of you when I called home but you were always not around. Umi told that you were at school or tuition. Hhhmmmm.......Umi mentioned that you got number 10 in your class and congratulation for that. I know not that easy to arrive to that number since you are in the top class. But I really hope that you will make further effort to prove that you can do better. How about your tuition with Cikgu Haniff ? Umi said that you really enjoy the class. I have done my part to arrange all of you for tuition before I left and hopefully you will benefit from it.
My very last message please take good care of yourself, be a good girl, take care of your study, reading quran and praying and please help umi to organise the house and take care of your sister and brothers too.
My Daily Routine

I got to rearrange my daily activity now. There are few activities that i used to, need to be scrapped out. I missed my gardening very much and I really hope that my wife and the children will take good care of my garden and start to propogate the almost dead plant in the compound. Prune and groom them again to look more lively and fresh.

I missed my car too and unable to take Yusuff especially for a ride after return from work. My wife will hold him beside me and he stays there quietly and insist to be in the car for sometimes. I will miss the kisses from Syahadah and Ikhlas...and I will miss talking to my sons about football and about school. Hhmmmm...I missed everybody and I really hope that my daily routines will heal all the misses that I adore for the whole of my life...

I almost finishing my novel. There are few more chapters to go and I would anticipate by Monday I will complete. There are 4 more novels to go and I attempt to finish before I return home. The cross stitch pattents are sleeping nicely in the drawer. I am fighting hard to find time and mood to complete the one that nearly finish, just to give the final touch and the other one will start soon. The only thing is that i really need to keep my zeal and spirit alive and will never perish.

The weather is not that good and unpredictable. The chilled wind is still blowing gently from the north and I dont really know when it is going to subside. The best thing is to keep me indoor with friends ....gossiping, playing table tennis and the most .....eating which i really hate.

The power supply is not reliable anymore. Almost every 20 minutes in average, it will trip for few minutes. Hhmmm...feel really bad especially during my reading time. Thank god the power for my internet and computer covered by built in UPS...

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Waiting For Spring

Today is cold. Not like yesterday even few days back where the sun was shining smilingly. This morning I got to put on my jumper to keep me warmer. People said that the wind came from Kazarkstan that effect the drop of temperature....hhmmm. We tought that the winter almost saying good bye and gradually dissappear with its own memories. It seems that the change will further for sometimes.
We have been dreaming for spring to come faster. For us to enjoy the green and the leaves and the sea. The chirping of birds and colourful flowers. The time to eat more grapes and probably fishing. Get rid of those chilled and gloomy faces. Waiting patiently to enjoy the games, volleyball, football and tennis. We had enough moments trapping in the room with snooker, pool and table tennis. Tired of listening to the same karaoke with unprofessional voices. Anyway this is life in the camp...... Nobody cares.....

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Albina Gave Me a Cat


In some occasions, I can turn a bit crazy.....heheheheh.... When I arrived here I was thinking of having a cat. I went to town searching around for a cat and probably kitten is better. I came to office and was telling the girls how can I have a cat. Finally Albina told me that she got a kitten (almost as big as a cat) and she was willing to give away her kitten to me. Then, last Sunday I went to town to buy all the staff to welcome my new partner.

Albina brought her(the big kitten which is obviously the size is not similar to our local cat) to me yesterday after I told her that everything already prepared. I waited for her very early morning and I saw Albina carried her wrapping with a cloth to prevent from cold. I was smiling and excited when I saw her and I took a box immediately to bring her to my room. She was quite frightening when I hold her and tend to recognise me later. I told Albina that I will call her Zara

Now I have a companion and do what ever talking to her even she may not understand them. She was very quick learning to go to the toilet that I put inside my toilet. There were cuts of fish I took from the dining hall and a bowl of milk for her to drink. When I returned to the office I locked her in the toilet to get her accustom with my way of training. What I was really scared that please dont you ever piss or phoo on my bed and carpet. That will make me gone cazy......

Last night I cannot sleep at all because Zara keep on pressing and sliding to my face. I woke up at 1.30 a.m and decided to lock her back inside the toilet then only I can sleep peacefully. I woke up late and luckily I did not miss my fajar. I was in hurry going for shower tidy up my room and ready for breakfast. I came back hurriedly to change her litter before head on to my office. It was almost 8.00 a.m. Since she was meowing signing wanted to go out, then I let her out for a short while. And I asked her to promise me to get into the room later. Unfortunately the strange feeling absorbing into her and she looked puzzled and scared. I attempted to get her back but she run away farther from me. I was panic and slowly persuading her to come to me but she keep the distance further. Oh my god.....what am I suppose to do.......

At the office I told Albina that Zara is no longer with me and I need to patrol around the camp today to get her back. I am really sad at this moment because pity her to suffer chill weather in this no man's land.
Pool Competition
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Semalam upacara Pool Competition telah di rasmikan. Maklumlah ada beberapa orang yang dah nak balik, jadi eloklah buat competition ni. Dulu ada juga buat competition tapi hadiah air liur aje..hhhmmmm. Tu yang aku malas main tu. Tapi sekarang dengaq berita sapa menang leh dapat aweks aweks sini...heheheheheh. Tak adelah....Azam kata kasut red wing. OKlah nanti kita nengok betoi ke idak. So jom kita peratikan acara pembukaan....
Inilah senarai senarai pemain. Nama nama samaran punyalah dasyat...yang aku paling respect tu nama Haji....The Godfather....fullamak....tapi kalau main macam mana aku tak tahulah. Aku nak main depa tak kasi sebab aku ni tahap pro...kalau depa izinkan nak aku kasi nama the atomic bomb.
Amin dok bagi penerangan dan undang undang permainan. Tapi yang slack tu ada kah patut sedang orang dok kusyuk dia pi korek hidung????? Tak senonoh betoi...sensor lah skit bang..

Ini lah wajah wajah hensem para peserta. Yang pakai ketayap tu lah The Godfather....Kalau malam jumaat dialah tekong baca yasin...aku tolong aminkan aje. Yang pakai ketayap hujung tu Azam. Kalau dia cakap macam berteh jagung...pok...pek...pok...pek....rupanya dia ni satu negeri dengan aku dan orang kuat Zul4Kulim.....

Inilaah sebilangan peserta. Pakaian bebas........tapi kalau nak pakai seksi pun boleh...cuba imagine kalau Bob pakai pakaian ala superman...sure minah minah sini tunggu nengok dia main..
Ini sebilangan lagi peserta. Ada dua tiga orang tu setakat cukup korem aje. Kadang tojoh bola pun tak kena. Ada jugak yang tojoh bola leh loncat keluaq. Sapa tu aku tak tau la.......
Sementara menunggu giliran baik melayan TV dulu. Walau x faham bahasa russia gagah pi lah. Tapi depa depa ni ok gak cakap russia sebab pakat ada aweks2. Jadi senanglah nak belajar.......
Tu game pertama antara Gladiator dan Predator.....
Tu dia The Predator dah mula strike..........kecut juga perut si Gladiator tu....mesti dah tersentot
Tojoh min tojoh...........Amin, hang nengok bola ke nengok apa kat belakang tu........ Hai lama dah tak balik tu jaga jaga.....Min ko jangan tonggek lebih lebih.....bahaya tu....

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Banyaknya Pilihan
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Hari ini aku keluar lagi. Aku nak beli kelengkapan baru sebab ada orang nak kasi aku anak kucing...heheheh. So aku ada temanlah untuk bermain dalam bilik. Aku beli besen untuk dia ke toilet dan bekas makanan. Pasir aku boleh ambil di sebelah banglo aku ni. Pasal nak bersih no hal sebab ada cleaner datang tiap tiap hari. Lagipun di sini aku memang banyak masa sebab masa untuk keluarga tak ada lagi. CUma masa untuk aku talipon sahaja.
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Esok aku akn beritahu Albina yang aku dah sedia terima kucing yang dia janjikan. Aku nampak bersemangat ..harap harap tak adalah hangat hangat tahi ayam. Semalam masa aku ke pet shop bila nengok budgie to teringin juga nak beli. Boleh juga borak borak dengan dia bila boring di bilik. Sebenarnya nak kata boring tak adalah jugak. Dalam bilik pun banyak benda yang nak di buat. Nak blogging lah, baca novel la, nak menjahit lah. Boleh dikatakan memang pack. Kalau ke ofis itu lain cerita pulak. Lepas tu nak bersenam dan main table tennis la...hhhmmm.
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Di town Turmenbahsi ni reasonable jugak suasana dia. Macam macam ada. Aku seronok datang bila week end sebab boleh nengok budaya dia orang dan memahami diri mereka sama. So apa lagi jom kita nengok apa yang ada....

Inilah bazar tu. Macam macam ada dan murah murah. Kalau ikutkan hati semua nak tapi kena jaga nafsu sama....DUlu masa dok di Sudan kedai apa satu tak ada. Duit memang tak luak langsung tapi di sini semua nak....
Yang warna grey tu adalah halwa sesame. Sedap tapi manis sangat. Dulu masa student selalu aku beli.Di dalam nya ada di campur dengan pistachio, walnut, almond and banyak lagi. Terdapat banyak varieties.
Coklat timbang memang banyak dan murah. Satu kilo dalam 3 to 4 USD only. Berbagai rasa dan perisa tetapi kena jaga jaga takut tak halal. Banyak yang di campur dengan liquor. Kalau di Malaysia 100gram pon dah dekat RM10. Selalu bila balik Malaysai benda ni lah yang aku beli untuk anak anak aku. Tapi kena tanya lah tuan jual mana satu halal.


Tinggal di camp ada tukang masak. jadi tak payah lagi susah payah untuk ketagih masakan melayu. Tapi kalau tekak terasa nak jadi orang Italy tu no hal sebab berbagai bagai jenis pasta ada. Macaroni, spegeti, dan macam macam lagi. Timbang aje. Kadang breakfast chef buat spegeti gorang mamak.....okla..
Candy ni nampak mengar terliur dengan warna dan bentuk. Kalau bawa anak anak aku mesti di borongnya. Halal atau idak entahla tapi benda cam ni selalu di campur geletin.
Tu dia ...berlambak lambak pumpkins. Bila nengok aje nak saja aku suruh chef masak bengkang pumkin. Tapi kesian plak chef nanti asyik nak melayan nafsu makan kita pulak. Kalau buat sayur lemak pun sedap lepas tu ada pulak ikan goreng dan sambal tumis petai...mesti terangkat dan berpeluh...perggggg......

The Ugly Duckling

Have you read the ugly duckling during your childhood? I still remember how my teacher narrated the story when I was at the primary school, standard one. It was about the black ugly duckling that was shunned by all its family due to its appearance. One day when he grew up his appearance totally changed and become the most beautiful swan.
Spring will arrive very soon and winter will be gone. No more thick jacket, jumper, sweater and shivering. I appreciate spring where the flower starts blooming from its hibernate. The daphedil, tulip and hydreangia will turn the earth into wonderful colours. The roses will spread its fragrance into the air and the surrounding will be so amazing.

I took the oppurtunity to snap few pictures where the swan gently cruising at the Caspean Sea. Unfortunately the photo was not that good. If I have the magnifying lence for sure I can take a good shot. You can see the white swan from far. Sooner or later they will migrate again to other beautiful places far away from chill winter.

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Kasut Untuk Yusuff
Semalam aku ke pekan Turkmenbashi. Adalah benda nak beli seperti kacang, soap dan sebagainya. Kalau tak keluar lepak dalam kem saja pun boleh gila di buatnya. Di samping itu nak juga cari benda benda lain. Tetiba masa dok jalan jalan tu aku ternampaklah kasut kasut yang comel. Terus aku teringatkan anak aku yang bongsu, Yusuff. Mesti cantik dan qute bila dia pakai. Kasut kebanyakan berasal dari China dan banyak barang barang yang lain juga berasal dari China.
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Aku pun tanyalah berapa harganya. Si pemjual kata dalam 215Manat. Baru dalam 10USD untuk dua pasang. Kalau nak comparekan dengan harga di Malaysia rasanya dah murah tu. Aku minta kurang lagi tapi dia tak kasi...Hmmmm...tak apalah sebab banyak masa lagi untuk bershopping sebelum balik ke Malaysia. Kasut budak budak perempuan pun fancy-fancy. Kalau aku beli pada Safiya mesti dia suka sebab dia pandai bergaya. Entahlah....semua ini mengingatkan anak anak aku........