13 Apr 2008
Mr Hubby’s car was stolen on 18 Aug 11 at UKM commuter station.
Kenapa perlu amik time I nak balik raya. Kenapa perlu mengurangkan mood hari raya I. Kenapa amik kereta BLM I yg tak basuh dah almost 4 mths. tak suka :C
One gone, left another car. Doakan Estima will be ours in 3 years time (time tue Kelisa biru dah abs bayar)
Photo: ProfessorYackle
IT ALL BEGAN WITH..
1. I’d got a message from old, long lost-contact friend, saying that he had a business opportunity he wanted to share with me.
2. With the 20 percent shares he allocated for me to pursue business together.
3. The world started crumbling down when I realized that the business that he eager to jump start with me, was another goddamn dinosaur-like multilevel marketing business.
4. I need someone to be my punch bag.
LET ME TELL YOU THIS AGAIN..
5. I couldn’t help myself but to get excited when my friend — ex school mate — invited me to join venture to set sail in the world of air industrial business.
6. Since his educational background was engineering, I assume he knows the business like the back of his hand.
7. He told me that:
8. So that Sunday, I started to text messaging with him like lovers. Even my wife started to get jealous,
“what’s the deal between you and your cellphone?”
“Oh, don’t tell me that you feel something bad about me just because I’m texting someone longer than you”
9. My wife was frowning during our painful conversation. I told myself she didn’t understand. But she would when I brought home a Toyota Estima key for her, benefited from a profit of my future business.
10. OMG, I was dreaming before the business had even started.
11. Then I told my wife to soothe her feeling “It’s my old friend. Okay. Relax. I will not do something funny in front of you. Beside, there’s a business opportunity here and I will not turn it into a wasteland”
12. After break fast, I grabbed my keys and off to Kuala Lumpur. There was a long-time-no-see meeting going on at KLCC with me and my old friend.
13. Yes, something funny had happened.
IT’S A TRICK
14. And I could picture that my wife would be laughing at me when I told her I was tricked by so-called MLM businessman.
15. I remember a day before, My wife started to get mad at me when I told her that I would not be here to have the iftar with her (Iftar: break fasting or berbuka puasa).
16. When my friend told me this meeting was all about MLM; I realized my lovely wife’s madness was truly worthwhile.
17. My innner voice was telling me that it was a really, really stupid idea to substitute the intimacy of doing iftar together with my wife, just to meet with the old friend and his business proposal.
18. So I cancel the meeting and rescheduled it after having iftar with my wife. And that decision was right the moment.
19. I realized the word MLM came out of my friend’s mouth like a loath of vomit.
20. My blood was draining out and off my face. I could feel my wrath running wild around my head. I would be relief I could smack the hell out of his face.
21. That moment got me rewind back to where my wife frowning because I couldn’t have iftar with her so I could meet my old friend.
22. Wife, thank you for doing that; that frowning / tantrum / merajuk thing. I would put myself into eternal self-purgatory for life if I abandoned my wife alone with our kids.
DEALING WITH MLM PEOPLE
23. My mind was a stormy sea. And it’s generating heat inside of me. If I had powers like Kratos in the God of War games, I would hit him off the ground with the double-chained blade and do the immortal hits on him, along with his self-righteous fellow friend, and the MLM products they slept with, as well.
24. But I still had a respect for him because I’d known him for years now and he was my school mate.
25. My heart’s thumping, instructed me to burst down the double door of the hall and left him in confusion. But I got hold of myself at that moment.
26. Instead, I followed my brain and carried my respect for him.
27. As for that, I wasted almost four hours listening on how their MLM product could shoot earth’s garbage into space.
28. Thank god I was good at listening and absorbed nothing.
29. This was not the first time I was approached by an MLM salesperson. And I always knew what he would be saying. I could pick most of his words ahead of him.
30. You always knew what they would be saying like: how dirty the conventional business is and the good way of doing business is by network marketing.
DOWNWARD IS THE WAY FORWARD
31. Now, how he tricked me to get excited about this business was simple. From the first text message to end of our meeting, he never mentioned any typical words or terminologies of multilevel marketing like MLM, downline, upline, PV (point value), generations, kaki, pyramid, network and so on.
32. Instead, he carefully picked up words of legal business entity like share partner, business proposal, contract, maintenance, closed sale, project, overseas market, and so on.
33. He was so clever that he never let me opened my mind — not even the slightest idea — into thinking: there would be a grim reaper of Multilevel Marketing waiting, on the corner, to decapitate my neck.
34. In 45 minutes of his presentation, I never rose a question about anything. I sat still like a stone.
35. What really annoying about his presentation was, he applied the fundamental of marketing that I already learned: the product life cycle, product establishment, brand recognition, 4 types of people in marketing world, A.I.D.A Model, types of promotion, marketing strategies, and so on.
36. If someone didn’t have such a marketing knowledge, they might be mesmerized by his presentation.
37. They must be thinking hard on how to penetrate my MLM-proof mind and turned me into a zombie of the night..
38 ..and giving them my money right away.
39. But they failed to do that to me.
40. For all I knew, I was listening to words that he said but never let him constructing an insidious inception inside my mind.
Conclusion:
41. My hatred of Multilevel Marketing model was so deep that I could dig a well of infamous articles and join forces with Aididleaks like there’s no tomorrow.
42. And I feared that it would become my greatest passion: to elevate all MLM companies to the seventh level of atmospheres and gravitate them down so fast to the ground that the impact would bring the horror of vibrations miles away, the sound of the wrath would echo for millenniums, and everything would be laid to waste.
43. So to anyone, especially my fellow friends, don’t you ever persuade or trick me to let me step into your door of endless promises. Because if you do, I will never acknowledge my respect for you and then I will advance against you, above manner and morality.
44. Now, I can rephrase the 4400′s most famous quote: “We are at war now, don’t pick the wrong side.”
Received an email from officemate and would like to share here:
Huraian yg dibuat oleh Ahli Falak Syarie, Ustaz Hj Mohd Fauzi Tahir
Isnin (29/8/11) di Alor Setar – Gambaran oleh Ustaz Hj Mohd Fauzi Tahir
Isnin (29/8/11) di Kota Kinabalu – Gambaran oleh Ustaz Hj Mohd Fauzi TahirNOTE: Kita tunggu malam raya nanti, camner pengistiharan raya untuk tahun ni
Widad 15 months old milestones:
Last week, I had a heartbreak. My daughter broke my heart. Not like she didn’t love me back, or frowning when I expected her to smile back at me. She broke my heart in a way of not being strong enough to be a healthy girl.
It all started when I received a call from my wife, telling me Widad had been warded due to problems with her lungs. And this was what happened after that : I saw my heart, like a fragile mirror, free falling in the air and about to fall into pieces — million of pieces. I was just standing there, waiting for that burning motion to be completed.
I reminded myself: It’s just a light complication in her lung and the doctor just followed the procedures.
There’s nothing death about it.
My bright morning turned into black and white.
How am I going to do work if I can’t stop thinking about her?
My wife told me that she’d be alright, the world’s still here, and there’s nothing to worry about. The doctor needed to examine thoroughly because my daughter failed to respond with the antibiotic given, prior to the day before that.
To tell you the truth, I’m not a strong person when it comes to deal with emotions. That event didn’t weigh any magnitude to bring my daughter to fatality phase or endanger her life completely. I should feel relax because she would be alright after all. But the thing was, I failed to do that.
Outside, my face was showing no sad emotion whatsoever. I even fooled myself with the brightest smile when co-workers passing by.
But I was trembling inside.
I didn’t know what I was feeling then. But I knew things around me seemed like slowly vaporizing, pixelating into darkness. My eyes were half shut like nothing to see. Really, there’s nothing to see if someone I love was bedridden.
If there’s a powerful drug that could turn endless crying into everlasting smile, in a merely second, I swore to god I would buy it. I didn’t care if I had sell my kidney. Because every second Widad crying in agony, it sent a coding error to my world. If it went beyond reparable level, all I could see was numbers and figures, just like the Matrix.
I grabbed my bag, ignored everyone else, and rushed to the front door. My legs kept shaking while waiting for elevator to open. Thank god I wasn’t trip over when I was walking into the elevator — I was thinking hard about my daughter I forgot to control my steps. I pushed G button so hard I just don’t care if it went broke or not. Then, I pushed my way forward to KL Sentral Komuter station.
It took 45 minutes to arrive at my destination. Along that way, I was recollecting my moment with Widad, her smile, her childish acting, her cute new-learner legs that sometimes you lose confidence in her to walking straight on her own, and her curly hair that reminded me of how much she resembled me. She is mine and always be mine.
I was Feeling deprived and sadness when I entered into the elevator. It took me and 5 other persons up to level 3. I walked out of the elevator to find my daughter’s ward.
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[Lily One Ward, Widad Saffiyah]
I was standing in front of it for a few seconds and reached a door knob with my right hand.
A bright light, came from the slight of the open door, blinded my eyes right before I saw my wife and my daughter. I put a smile on my face. My wife immediately noticed that I was wearing weird, stone look as if a mindset of emotions was drained out of me. I responded that I needed to see our daughter and then everything would be OK.
My daughter smiled at me. Like a Walt Disney cartoon, enchanted flowers manifested around her in a magical way.
1st week of Ramadhan went smoothly and on last Saturday, we have family gathering, iftar & sahur at Mr Hubby’s parent’s house. Besides iftar, we also celebrating Mama & Abah’s birthday which is on August 4 and August 8. A total of 34 attendees make iftar a huge celebration for us. Shouting from nieces and nephews running here and there, chatting voices from adults, and chaos between maids in the kitchen preparing the foods. Everybody was busy, everybody was happy to see each other gathering in such a bliss ceremony.
Watching tv to kill the time
Beraktiviti bersama Eyang
Varieties of foods like chicken and lamb grill black pepper source, fried bihun and bolognese spaghetti, pudding, mini donuts, cakes, and drinks are among the foods that waiting to be eaten by us.. Not only for Iesya, Munir, Iqbal and Sarah who was fasting, we the adults also anticipating the azan. Cannot tahan the smell on the grill foods. Mencabar iman bagi penggemar kambing bakar.huhuh. Allahuakbar..Allahuakbar.. everybody invaded the foods. Not only for nieces and nephews who was fasting, the little one those who was not fasting also busy asking for foods from their moms.
Alhamdulillah, everybody enjoy the foods
After finished Maghrib prayer, we continue with the Mama & Abah’s birthday celebration. Abah is 63 this year, is still strong and healthy. Always to the gym to maintain his health. Mama is stepping 56 years ols, but still pretty and healthy. We get a study chair for Abah and bread maker for Mama. Hope Abah will continues writing and mama will give us a call for testing her new recipes using bread maker.
Its the beauty of ramadhan for uniting us as a family and to appreciate the month of Ramadhan by performing Solat berjemaah
What is ‘behind’ and ‘in front’. A demonstration by Amirul’s speech therapist on ‘behind’ and’ in front’. Amirul still do not understand the concept of ‘behind’ and ‘in front’. He needs more practice to understand so that he can respond correctly to the insructions
Amirul learn new words through listening process. By listening to our daily conversations, Amirul indirectly catching up new words and adding to his vocabulary. At the same time, I need to encourage Amirul to pronounce the words correctly.
Insya Allah, this year I will celebrate Aidilfitri at my home town, Kelantan. 2 consecutive years in Bangi during Aidilfitri left my heart crying missing the family at Kelantan. After Abah passed away, I had made revision/amendment to our Balik Raya agreement. huhuh. Macam apa jekan, ada revision bagai..
The original agreement is : Sekiranya tahun ini adalah giliran berhari raya bersama keluarga suami, maka kami akan pulang ke Kelantan untuk berbuka puasa at least 3 hari bersama keluarga saya dan kami tidak akan pulang berhari raya di Kelantan
The new agreement is : Sekiranya tahun ini adalah giliran berhari raya bersama keluarga suami, maka, hari raya ke-2/3, kami akan pulang ke Kelantan.
Memorandum of Understanding (MoU) is important to avoid any any misunderstanding or miscommunication in the future. Although we do not have documented agreement, but we have official aggrement. Just do what I did.. Take your hand phone and go to video mode, take the video of you and your hubby agree on that revision/amendment.eg : “Jahid since Abah dah xder, everytime raya, huda nak blk raya kt Kelantan tau. if tahun ni umh Jahid, raya ke-2/3 blk Kelantan ek”wait until he say “YES” and stop the video.. :D
NOTE: Its just 4th Ramadhan, believe it or not, I already pack our baju raya.
tQ Cikgu Mah & Cikgu Yah for taking care for both of us for 1 yr. I had transferred Amirul & Widad to new school just 10 steps from our house.
Ben 10 puzzle & Ben 10 bus
Small token form their teachers
Allahamdulillah, After 4D 3N stay at Hospital Pakar Annur, now Widad is a healthy girl. Although she is still on medication (Aerochamber is her forever best friend), she eats, she plays, she talks as usual. Mummy and Daddy feel less worry although we really need to monitor her condition closely. Hopefully no more sudden attack that make Mummy goes nuts.
4D 3N of tears and sleepless night. Its Widad tears that I can she each time she has to take medicine using nebulizer machine. 4hourly of cries and struggling to escape everytime the nurse came with nebulizer mask. However, I always skip Widad night time medicine using nebulizer machine. I feel pity for Widad to wake up for her medicine and cries in the middle of the night, so this Mummy always postpone till 6am.
What is Acute Bronchiolitis?
Bronchiolitis is inflammation of the bronchioles, the smallest air passages of the lungs. It usually occurs in children less than two years of age and presents with coughing, wheezing, and shortness of breath. This inflammation is usually caused by viruses – Wikipedia
Sign & Symptoms:
Infants in child-care centers have a higher risk of contracting an infection that may lead to bronchiolitis because they’re in close contact with lots of other young children – KidsHealth.org
Techniques include clapping or percussion: the therapist lightly claps the patient’s chest, back, and area under the arms – WikipediaChest physiotherapy may assist in the clearance of the respiratory secretions and improve breathing – cochrane.orgChest physiotherapy (CPT) is an airway clearance technique that combines manual percussion of the chest wall by the care- giver, strategic positioning of the patient for mucus drainage with cough and breathing techniques - indianpediatrics.net
I am healthy girl
I’m bored and got nothing to do
Don’t worry Adik, Abang will always beside you. KambingBujang is Stephen Fry proof thanks to caching by WP Super Cache
