Saturday, July 21, 2012


A correction is due.

This is Emil's fifth year of fasting, not four as stated in the previous entry.

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The first day always the toughest.

This would be the fourth year Emil has been fasting. We thought it will only gets easier from year to year, but we were wrong, hahaha

Fasting was easy for Emil when he was 5. But now that he is 9, fasting only gets tougher for him. Probably because of the well-developed tastebuds, well-rounded mid-section and the temptations from the sights and smell. Also the Eiddin factor.

Eiddin is 5 this year, the same age when Emil started fasting. But unlike Emil, Eiddin did not last the distance today. He can only tahan until 2. And he broke his fast ceremoniously with ice-cooled 'air kotak' and of course, the big brother flipped big time.

We doubt that Eiddin will start fasting this year. He is not showing the required 'maturity' to perform the task and we are not asking him to do so. While Emil looked forward for sahur even when he was 5 and woke up with a smile everytime, it will not be the same case with Eiddin. Eiddin is a "disturbed lion" if his sleep is disturbed.

Just a note to pass time while waiting for berbuka.

Salam 1 Ramadhan.

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Friday, July 20, 2012


Salam Ramadhan.

It's Friday today. The last day of Shaaban. This evening, the new month will commence. Ramadhan. The month that has been promised by Allah to be full of forgiveness - maghfirah, blessings and barakah. 

اللهم إني أسئلك رضاك والجنة وأعوذبك من سختك والنار، اللهم إنك عفو كريم تحب العفو فاعفو عني

Indeed I am thankful that despite all my shortcomings, I am still among those fortunate ones to see another Ramadhan. I pray that I will be given the strength to perform the ibadah to the best of my abilities this Ramadhan. I pray that Allah will see it it fit to accept my ibadah during this Ramadhan. I pray that I will receive His guidance. I pray that the bounties of Ramadhan will find their way to me, His humble servant. And by His Grace, I may come out, at the end of this Ramadhan, a better servant. Insya Allah.

Earn your Aidil Fitri, bro...

The above picture taken from here.

Friday, July 13, 2012


Am on leave today. Need to settle a few things on the home front in the morning and then off to the hospital with Aily for her check up. Pregnancy check-up that is.

Yes, our prayers have been answered. We are going to have another baby. A new addition to the family. Another offspring. Another fruit of my loins. Another gift from Allah. Alhamdulillah.

Aily is now into her fifth month of the pregnancy and according to the doctor, everything is A-OK so far. Aily is good and the baby is developing well.

But today's A-OK comes only after a month of concern and worry due to low-lying placenta, bleeding i.e. sub-chorionic hemorrhage and few other diagnosis I can't even spell, let alone pronounce. At one point, the doctor even mentioned that we were facing a real risk of miscarriage.

All that now has passed and Aily has been given a clean bill of health by the doctor today. Hopefully, it will stay this way until the time of delivery. And hopefully, it will be a GIRL, just like what the doctor said...

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Thursday, July 12, 2012


I still can't get around to sit down and write about the Bangkok trip. I will try, but am not holding my breath. It may happen, it may not. Depends. I may do it in serials rather than putting it in one shot. Never mind, I'll sleep over it. No one's getting killed over this.

That being said, I think one of the highlights of the Bangkok trip was meeting Emil's doppelganger at Vajiravudh.

The boy was sitting and cheering for the Vaji team across the field from where we were watching the game. After the final whistle, I was thinking to get a closer snap of the Vaji boys so I headed to their side of the field. And there he was. The resemblance is uncanny, glasses and all. I did not get to ask his name though but I believe he is 14 years old.

Even Emil himself agreed that the boy looked like him.

Believe it or not, hahaha...

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Wednesday, July 11, 2012


Kind of bored at the office.

Waiting for the clock to hit half past 5 before hurrying to fetch The Loved One who's now carrying The Precious One and then straight home to more Loved Ones.

Lucky me...bored, but still loved and still get paid.

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Tuesday, July 03, 2012


AN eloquent introduction to Bangkok, taken from Lonely Planet...a very interesting observation. A world of contrasts.  Juxtaposition personified...

"Bangkok is excess in all of its unrestrained glory. Bigger, better, more: the city is insatiable, a monster that feeds on concrete, shopping malls and diesel exhaust. The city demands that you be in the present and in the moment, not necessarily for a religious epiphany, but because the city is self-absorbed and superficial, blissfully free of wrinkle-inducing self-reflection. Smiles and sà·nùk (the Thai word for ‘fun’) are the key passports into Bangkok society. A compliment here, a joke there – the demands of social lubrication in this megalopolis are more akin to a small village than an anonymous city and a necessity for survival.

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As Bangkok forcefully kneads out of you all demands for order and predictability, you’ll understand the famous Thai smile. It is the metaphorical brakes on the urban overdrive. Packed into these concrete corridors are religious spectacle, unapologetic consumerism and multi-flavoured hedonism – corrupting and purifying souls within footsteps of each other. A tragicomic confluence of human desires and aspirations best viewed through a detached smile.

Of the famous and infamous attractions, Bangkok’s best feature is its intermingling of opposites. A modern world of affluence orbits around a serene traditional core. Step outside the four-star hotels into a typical Siamese village where taxi drivers knock back energy drinks and upcountry transplants grill chicken on a streetside barbecue. Hop the Skytrain to the glitzy shopping malls where trust-fund babies examine luxury brands as carefully as the housewives inspect produce at the open-air markets. Or appreciate the attempts at enlightenment at the city’s famous temples and doorstep shrines, or simple acts of kindness amid the urban bustle.

You can jump between all of these worlds – wining and hobnobbing at a chic club, eating at a streetside market, getting plucked and pummelled into something more beautiful, or sweating profusely on a long unplanned march. Bangkok is an urban connoisseur’s dream come true."

Ready to go?

Read more at LONELY PLANET


Bangkok. That's where I'll go...

Bangkok. That's where we'll go...

To Bangkok we go, we go, we go...

We are not there for just 'One Night in Bangkok'...

We will be there for 3 days in fact. Barely enough to see and do Bangkok, I know. No, we will not be staying in 'Bangkok Hilton', though...

Short as the trip may be, hopefully, we all will have a nice time there and it will be one 'Bangkok Knockout' for us.

But we will keep our feet on the ground and our heads on our shoulders lest the trip could be one 'Bangkok Dangerous' for us.

AND pray hard that once we are back, 'The Hangover' will not be too much for us to bear, hahaha...