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Saturday, June 4, 2016

Picky Eater

     Have you ever heard about someone with picky eater? Well,it used to remind me when I was a kid. My mother said that I was a picky eater since I was small. She was so much worried that I always refused to eat what she cooked and she sometimes lost idea what to cook for me. I would reject the food which I found it was not specified to my needs.
     The only dishes I could eat was fish curry, but I only ate rice in a very small portion with curry but never touch the fish. That was the meal for my lunch and again I never care what to eat for dinner. I wouldn't mind if I didn't take dinner at all because I never felt hungry at night. I could sleep without eat at night but when I woke up on the next morning,I became so starving and had no choice. I would go to the kitchen to find myself the roti canai which bought by my father when he went to the market for buying groceries. Again,roti canai to go with curry. I couldn't eat anything unless I had something to go with curry.
   This happened for years and my parents were so worried about me whom they thought that I was unusual compared to other kids.Despite of having problem of my appetite,I rare got sick during my age even I didn't take fruits at all. I disliked all kind of fruits and the malay traditional kuih as well.
  During the month of Ramadhan,I was the one who was so excited to fasting that I had no one to force me to eat on day time. For iftar,I only had two choices wether to have roti canai or roti jala to go with curry. And thrust me,it happened for years until my age turned 16.
  My first time having eaten the chicken happened when my family went for holiday in Penang. We went to Mc Dota Fried Chicken for lunch. As usual,I ordered myself a soft drink while they all ordered the fried chicken,fries and salad. While waiting for the food to serve,my mother started nagging at me for being different from others. When food arrived,I could see they really enjoyed their meals. As I was the one and only been there with them just to drink suddenly decided to taste the chicken and fries when I smelled the good taste of the fried chicken. That was how I got my very first bite of the chicken and suddenly I fell in love with the taste as it was crispy,juicy with a bit spicy and different from what I had ever eat before. From that day,I decided to eat chicken instead of roti jala,roti canai,roti benggali and anything that had to do with roti and curry:). My parents were so happy that they didn't have to feel worry anymore and the most important thing,they didn't have to feel embarrassed infront other people everytime they took me to kenduri as I was always reject to eat while others eating.
  When talking about picky eater,I am not  quite sure if the picky eater has something to do with genetic when my eldest son doesn't eat much since he was a small baby until now. He is so choosy when it's time to eat and he prefer fast food  instead of home cooking food. He is 19 now and he is so skinny. My youngest son,who is autism could eat almost anything and I fear about his diet. And now, I begin to worry like what my mother had been worried for me before..:(

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Tentang Alleycats

  Suatu masa dahulu,ketika awal tahun 80an,kumpulan 'Alleycats' memang cukup  popular. Masakan tidak,kalau satu hari lagu mereka tak dimainkan di radio lima kali sehari,at least,memang tak sah dan sebab itu lagu mereka sering menjuarai juara carta LPMI setiap ahad. Nak menambahkan lagi kemeriahan dan kegilaan Alleycats masa tu,boleh lihat sendiri bila sebelah malam bila lagu lagu mereka sering jadi pilihan orang bujang menghabiskan syilling di jukebox kat kedai kedai makan. Lepas habis satu lagu,satu lagi lagu yang dimainkan dan kadang kadang diulang ulang. Akhirnya,kat mana mana pergi,mesti akan kedengaran lagu Alleycats hatta ayah aku pun akan bersiul dan bernyanyi kecil lagu Alleycats" tatkala memandu Toyota nya untuk hantar aku ke sekolah dan tuisyen. Kalau nak kaitkan macam mana gemilangnya zaman 'Alleycats' ,rasanya lebih kurang macam lagu ' Beat It' dan ' Billie Jean' tengah meletup masa  demam Michael Jackson masa tahun 84. Macam tu lah perbandingannya...
    Walaupun macam tu, sesedap mana pun lagu melayu pada zaman tu, aku kurang minat untuk mendengar lagu melayu. Aku tak nafi yg lagu lagu Alleycats memang sedap tapi aku lebih suka melayan lagu omputih. Tak tahu pasai apa,bukan pasal berlagak atau eksyen.., mungkin sebab aku terdedah dengan lagu Inggeris masa kecil sebab terikut dengan mak sedara aku yang suka dengar dan  beli  kaset omputih,so aku pun jadi geng dia.
    Nak dijadikan cerita,masa aku darjah lima,ayah aku ada menghantar aku ke kelas muzik. Kat sana aku memilih untuk bermain organ instead of piano. Sebab apa,aku memilih organ dan bukan piano..,sebabnya aku teruja melihat organ  kerana adanya upper dan lower keyboard,pedal di sebelah kiri untuk bunyi bass dan sebelah kanan bawah tu ada tempat untuk control volume samada nak perlahan atau kuat dan dikawal oleh kaki kanan. So,bila kita bermain organ,kesemua anggota kaki dan kedua dua tangan akan bergerak sekaligus manakala telinga kena pantas menangkap rhythm dan mata concentrate pada nota lagu. Memang win lah sapa yang main organ masa tu. 
  Di dalam kelas,kami dibekalkan dengan nota nota lagu yang  lagunya tak berapa familiar di telinga aku. Kebanyakannya lagu klasik dari Beethoven,yang aku boleh kenal hanya lagu dari kumpulan ' Beatles'. Lagu favourite yang aku sering main ialah ' Let It Be' dan " Obladi Oblada'. Yang lain lain,main juga...tapi bukan lagu pilihan. Balik dari kelas,bila aku main saja organ di rumah,kadang kadang ayah aku cabar supaya main lagu lagu " Alleycats". Di sinilah cabaran aku bermula sebab aku tak pandai bermain by hard dan aku lebih suka bergantung pada nota muzik. Last last,aku dan mak sedara aku meronda satu.Alor Setar untuk mendapatkan nota lagu lagu melayu. Akhirnya,dapat juga sebuah buku nota lagu melayu yang lengkap dengan note dan chords dan lirik lagu sekali. Balik saja rumah,terus practice macam nak jawab exam esoknya...:)
   Akhirnya,aku dapat menguasai beberapa lagu melayu...antaranya " Setahun Sudah Berlalu', ' dari Alleycats,'Jangan Tunggu Lama Lama' dari Sweet Charity, dan yang terbaik aku boleh main dengan begitu baik feelnya ialah ' Rindu Bayangan' dari Carefree. So,aku dapat memuaskan hati ayahku sebab menyahut cabarannya...
   Ini semua adalah kisah ketika aku berusia sekitar awal belasan dan sekarang usia aku bakal mencecah 46 tahun..,bermakna 30 tahun lebih berlalu.., mungkin faktor peralihan usia,bila aku mendengar balik lagu lagu dari Alleycat,ingatan aku kembali pada zaman dulu...masa tu aku tak tahu pun vokalis Alleycat ni berambut afro dan berbangsa india sebab mereka tak pernah menyanyi di tv. Jadi,bila baru baru ni,member seopis aku secara tak sengaja mengajuk suara David Arumugam menyanyikan  lagu ' Senandung Semalam" versi Alleycat,mulalah aku balik rumah dan menyelongkar di YouTube segala lagu yang pernah menjadi kegilaan satu masa dahulu,ingatanku telah dikembalikan ke zaman itu. Kalau tak kerana lagu Alleycat,mungkin sehingga kini aku tak tahu yang pohon cemara itu rupanya pokok krismas. Lawak betul.
   Ada satu lagu di antara yang memang terbaik aku rasa,tapi jarang sangat dimainkan di radio. Punya banyak lagu ditujukan kepada ibu, tapi lagi ibu yang satu ini jarang mendapat tempat. Atas faktor apakah,ianya jarangnya dimainkan aku tak tahu tapi ianya mengingatkan aku rangkap baris pertamanya pada ayat pertama yang  kita gunakan bila kita tulis surat pada ibu dalam subjek surat kiriman masa darjah empat. Mungkin juga sebab ada unsur khurafat bila ada lirik yang dikaitkan dengan menabur beras kunyit di halaman rumah. Mungkin sebab itukah,ianya tak begitu popular? Tapi harus ingat,orang melayu memang kaya dengan adat. Nak minta restu emak pun,susun ayat  kalau boleh jangan sampai emak kecik hati sebesar hati semut pun.... Tak faham? Sila fahamkan baris lirik lagu di bawah dan nilai sendiri.

     KHABAR BUAT IBU
     Ke hadapan ibuku yang sangat
     ku cintai,
     Dengarlah khabar ini tentang calon
     menantumu,
     Orangnya sederhana tidak berlebihan
     Tapi cergas serta pintar,
     Dan dia kan membantumu dalam
     urusan seharian,
   
     Usahlah engkau bimbang tentang
     cinta kami,
     Kami telah berjanji akan saling
      menghormati,
     Harap ibukan taburkan beras kunyit
     di depan halaman rumah
     Menyambut kepulangan kami berdua
     Oh ibuku,

     Aku menyintainya seperti ayah
     menyintaimu,
     Dan dia menyintaiku seperti kau
      cintakan ayah.    
    
  

   

   

Friday, February 5, 2016

Teenagers in 80s


   When my 18 year old son demanded me to buy him a new I Phone 6,it used to remind me the time I requested my father to buy me a new Sony Walkman for me when I was 15. My parents whom to be
known were all against to any kind of entertainment at home was not only rejected it,but they banned everything at home which related to entertainment. No cassette player,no entertainment magazines but only tv set was allowed.





   Like other teenagers in my age, I enjoyed listening to the music and loved all about fashion but my parents denied everything I liked. For them,if you keep listening to the music,all these would make you not study. The same thing goes to fashion. The fashion would change from time to time. So,there was no need to follow them. You would waste money if you keep following every single fashion as they change very fast. That was my mother's point of view when we had a discussion which I couldn't understand and I often disagree with her.

  At school, I was a quiet girl in class but luckily I have good friends during my up and down. Fuziah and Shikin , whom used to have the same interest with me. We shared moments together. We kept hanging around in town after tuition class. We bought 'Weekend' and 'No 1 Magazine' which full of posters of Duran Duran and Madonna.







  Wearing a skinny jeans and matched it with huge pink t shirt and slipped on the pink Sugar Baby shoes was something cool when we off for tuition class. It might attract boys but not girls. I could feel girls disliked us for what we've been but we just being ourselves.




   I adore Madonna for her beauty and the way she dressed up and I love Duran Duran for their look especially Simon Le Bon. But what good about me on the other side, I was not interested to have boyfriend during my age like what other girls did. Most probably,there was no guy with Simon Le Bon look in town.;)



   As the day passed by,and the day for SRP exam was getting near, I stopped all the craziness and focus on my studies. I did well in my exam but it was still not enough. I realised that I had to get prepared more earlier since the day I asked my father to buy me a Sony Walkman. Even my SRP result was just 'cukup cukup makan ,but it still qualified me to go to Science Stream class. My parents didn't say anything , but what surprised me,my father finally bought me a Walkman but unfortunately it was not a Sony brand. It was just a cheap walkman which costs rm18.80.  'Sony Walkman only  be a reward if you get the result with flying colours' my father remarked. 

   Back to my story earlier,I hope my son will understand why I can't fulfil his request. Maybe he should learn from my story. Do something,made an effort, make mother proud of you, I will sure  to fulfil your needs.




Saturday, January 23, 2016

The Story Of Kak Nah

    I came from a family of 4. There were my parents and my sister who was 4 years younger than me. Both of us were born and lived in Alor Setar.

   

     My parent were teachers in primary school which quite far from home.  Since they had to leave us for school very early in the morning and only came back  in the late afternoon, we had Kak Nah to look after us. Kak Nah had been staying with us since my sister,Dek Ta was still a baby. She was such a nice person and very caring.
     
    Every morning,she would prepare us a breakfast and  lunch. She made sure that all tasks  had been cleared before my parents arrived home. In the evening,she  took me and Dek Ta to the playground nearby. Kak Nah was so good in fact, she was more than a sister to me. The fact about Kak Nah that she was an orphan and  even though she had no family relation with  us, but we treated her as she was one of our family.
    
    There was only one thing I realized about Kak Nah,she loved to watch hindi movie. She knew some of the names of the hindi actor and actress. Therefore she never missed out to watch hindi movies on tv  every Saturday at 5 pm. Recently,when my mother noticed her interest in hindi was too much,my mother had made a rules. She was only allowed to watch the movie but she had to slow down the tv volume or maybe she didn't have watch at all. My mother cannot  tolerate when it came to hindi movies. She disliked everything including the singing,dancing and fighting.  I could feel Kak Nah  disagreed with the idea but she never said anything because her respectful to my mother.
    
                                           Kak Nah(on the left) as usual, with her favourite magazine.
    

    Therefore,one day after Kak Nah had received her pay,she asked permission from my mother to go to town. My mother then let her  go but she had to take me along with her. We walked down the street as the town was only 1 mile away from our home. First,we rushed to  the supermarket and she bought some stuffs for her and chocolates for me . Later, I was shocked when she told me the idea that she wanted to go to cinema for watching ' Kabhi Kabhi' movie. She bought two tickets and we spent more than 2 hours inside the cinema. At that moment,I was fear that mother would find out and got mad but she convinced me that nothing would happen if I can keep the secret well.


                                                 Kabhi Kabhie. (1976)
    
    After the movie was over,we rushed home and we pretending as nothing happened. And the secret was still a secret as I never told anyone until now.:)
    
    Kak Nah interest in hindi stars sometimes looked obvious. She had pictures of Amitabh Bachan which she got from newspapers or magazines and kept them safely inside her purse. She loved to read Bollywood artist gossiping inside the magazines. She often bought  magazines like URTV,UFF and many more herself and hidden them from my mother. Sometimes,I could feel that she might have crushed on Amitabh Bachan. She always dream that someday she would get married to a man whom  as gorgeous as Amitabh Bachan.


    
    One fine day,while we were at home,my father received a telegram from Kak Nah's brother and she needed to go back to her hometown very soon because of urgent matters. My father sent him off to the bus station and she promised to come back within a week. From the day we sent her off, we never received any news from her..., but later we came to know from one of her relatives that she had been proposed to get married. I was the one who felt very sad that I wouldn't have seen Kak Nah again.
        
    Since Kak Nah was away from us,my sister and me stayed with my grandparents for a while. We still keep waiting the news from Kak Nah but we had not received anything.
    
    A week before she got married, her brother came to our house to invite us for her wedding. We were keen to meet Kak Nah after months we haven't seen her. We can' t wait for the day to come. We missed Kak Nah so much.
    
    Pity to Kak Nah..:(...,her dream was not  came through and yet she was crying on her wedding gown as she was proposed to marry to the man who was as old as my own  grandfather.
    
Later after that,we have not heard any news from her.


              
                      I was on the three from the left. Kak Nah was in orange dress 
                                     on the fifth from the left. Picture taken during my 10 year 
                                                                       old birthday.

   

Saturday, January 16, 2016

It's about ambition...

    At the age of 45,I have always been thinking what should I do to prepare myself with,if I quit from my job now and starting with something new in order to earn some pocket money. I noticed that I am not good in cooking,baking and making business of it. I am not interested in business anyway...I am not the kind of person who easily make friends with ..I don t know when and how to start but yet I notice I love to write.

   During my childhood, when teacher asked what would I be when I grown up. I always kept the same answer to the same questions. I was 6 years old at that time. 'I want to be a teacher'...but the answer wasn t actually genuine. Being a teacher was one of the respectful job in year mid 70's.,and it was the most popular answer. The next popular job were always a doctor,lawyer and engineer. The town where I lived,we were not exposed with those kind of job except for teachers and doctors. The only we only knew were three of that. We never met someone working as a lawyer and engineer in small town. Sometimes we used to train this since in kindergarten.

   Back to my story,as I first said that I wanted becoming a teacher was actually a lie,because my dream was to become a writer. I never told anyone about this,because I was fear my friend would laugh at me and made fun of it. Some of my friends might think it was ridiculous to have the job they never heard. Furthermore,the writer was not in the list of the 4 jobs either. And the conclusion was perhaps,it was unpopular job...,I said to myself.

   So,one day I decided to ask my mother 'should I become a writer when I grow up?'. My mother gave me a positive reaction 'why not? It s a good job and only the one who were gifted the talent will qualify to become a writer'.
   My parents are school teachers but I never interested to become a teacher.
And people always judge,if the parents are teachers,the children soon will become teacher too.
This isn t true but it happened during my childhood.

    When talking about being a writer,I was quite active in writing essays and sent them off for publishing in few children magazines,but I stopped when it was the time before I sat for Standard 5 Exam. It was when I was 11. Once I stopped writing,I stopped forever.

   When idea comes out recently,I decided to make a move, but there always  questions come across my mind,would I be able to write? Will there a people to read my writing? Can I make money by writing?

And here,the story goes....