cun kan.. hehehe... keter idaman..... tak dpt nk pandu..dpt tengok pun jd ler.... tgk tak kena duit.....volkswagen jetta sedan.....


asalamualaikum.... lama tak sembang kat diri sendiri... ari ni nk layan diri hehehe... asyik layan org jer... well nk citer pasal keter... mama tau pandu jer... amnda dlm isi perut keter... mmg mama tak tau... tp bila bunyi keter kurang merdu, pemanduan jd gagap, meter minyk kenyit mata... mama taulah.. keter mama demam... so mama panggil honey mama tuk settlekan.. dan dia ngn rela... membantu hehehe.... tu ler pompuan kan.... ate.. kalo sumer org pompuan nk settlekan..org lelaki nk wat per? wat bodo...? hehehe? mama bkn nk citer pasal pandai atau bodo... cuma nk recall pengalaman pasai keter..

masa mama mula2 dpt lesen... mama tak pandu keter pun.. nk pandu cmna... keter yg ada pun cuma keter driving school tu jer.. lama gak tak memandu.. smpi ler dapat anak sorang... time tu mama kena bw baby gi klinik... honey mama tak leh nk bw, so mama dgn kecekalan hati seorg ibu.. gagahi juga memandu.. dlm kekecutan perut.. maklum ler dh lama tak pegang stereng... mama memandu ler..ngn ank baring kat seat sebelah... dr umah gi klinik, then dari klinik ker umah.... steady jer... bw pun 30 ke 40 km/jam.... hehehe.... so smpi umah..nk parking ler keter... tak semena2..GEDEGANG!!!! satu bunyi yg menyeksakan kedngaran... OH NO!.... napa napa? mama terlanggar tiang umah... hehehe..... pas tu.... pas two three ler.... masak mama kena lecture ngn honey.. hehehe.. pas tu tak pegang dh saga tu... er...tu sample saga jer..hehehe

beberapa thn kemudian... ada rzki lebih.. bli ler pulak wira ....(still 2nd hand - realnya 2nd hand.....) time tu dh terer ler ckit... pandu ulang alik dr BS ke Spg 4... then di suatu tghari yg hangat... bertarikh 2 Ramadhan... (bulan puasa uuuuu..) mama ikut satu keter dpn mama ni... suddnly dia brake mengejut coz keter dpn dia korner kanan dgn terkejut dan mama pun brake tanpa terhinggut ....... screeettttttttt...... hehe..pas tu.... citer lama berulang... GEDEGANG!!!!!! satu waja belakang sudah hentam wira mama... peh!!!! kali ni taik telinga mama meleleh ngn rasa jengkil.... ada ka patut empunya keter waja tu marah mama.... patut ker? sapa salah? tp mengenangkan bulan posa...mama sabar.... yg hotnya tu pas tu dia panggil geng2 dia.. punya ler ramai.... mama, selaku wanita melayu yg control ayu...sorang2 jer diri di tgh panas tu.. smntara menunggu abg polis mai.... ish ish ish...

lepas dari ari tu mama dh makin kerap memandu... tak laju pun mama pandu.... dlm 80km/j jer.... kat korner...hehehe.... ni nk citer.... td...mama was driving home dr satu meeting .. meeting org pompuan... mama ikut ler satu keter kelisa ni.... cun gaklah tgk dr belakang... mama mmg suka tgk kelisa ...tgk jer...nk beli tak leh.....hehehe... pas tu kat traffic light.. mama brenti ler belakng keter ni... mama tertarik ngn sticker kat belakang keter tu.. dia tulis ... ANDA TIDAK BERPUASHATI DENGAN CARA PEMANDUAN SAYA? SILA HUBUNGI 1-800-PPPEGGIII-MAMPOOS.... adus... hehehe.. masa dia korner kat U-turn... mama nmpk bnyk kesan goresan dan kemekan di pintu depan dan belakang.. mama terpikir.......pikir... dan pikir.....

p.s. tu bkn keter mama....bkn juga keter yg mama story tu..... mama pinjam jer..pinjam gambor.....hehehe....

word cloud... sesuatu yg teramat baru dalam kamus hidup mama... kalo cloud nine tu... biasa ler makan.... ni word cloud.... mmg tak penah tau akan kewujudannya...tp tah cmna... ada kwn mama si arnabun yg meng'introduce'kan jenama baru yg dh lama bg yg kenal.. pd mama... mama jadi teruja... dari pen'story'an dia... nmpk tersangatlah senang... dan mudah... dan easy dan yg sedeng2 saja.... mama ni pun nk ler try.... try punya try punya try dari last week bawa ke middle of the week, end of the week and lastly.. smpi ke this week... tak leh gak.... hampeh tul... tersedu gak lah mama ni... asyik tido lambat nk menghuraikan prob ngn word cloud ni... at last.... kat arnabun gak baru mama dpt ubatnya... so... jadilah word cloud mama seperti yg di bawah... ish..ish.. kalah gak mama ngn tok malau.... wei... cari ler game yg senang2 ckit....

mama mendedikasikan word cloud mama tu untuk sumer blogger yg bertungkus bungkus menjayakan sukan sek sabtu ari tu... wa caya u all....

(p.s. nxt time kita main zero poin or batu seremban jer ya... tak yah download java nii..... hehe)

asalamualaikum.... kay ... ari ni ari ahad... smlm dah ada penjengah blog mama komplen... napa blog mama tak der input baru.... so mama terpukul ler gak.... sibuk ckit last week.. cm2 nk settle... tak smpat wat per per kat blog ni... asyik dok komen org 'nye jer... so since tht today is sunday and a free day for me.... mama rasa cm nk coret sesuatu ckit kat blog ni...hope penjengah setia mama ygn la ni duk kat saudi and kat kelang tu.... tak ler lagi kutuk mama..... ok...

tuk penjengah saudi tu.. sorry ler .. mama tak reti nk speaking arab.... tp mama rasa cm nk speaking london lak... hope u dont mind.... if i dont...well... rasa cm ada harta tp tak der erti... dh tau kena amal.. ya tak.. kang terforgot kang... langsung tak der pekdah.... give way kay...on yor mak get set go.... hehehe

the story begins like this......if in my last posting i wrote sumthing bout women in their 40's .. well hope u dont mind me sharing wit u the story bout men in their 40s ... this idea came after reading an article by a well known motivator and writer about this issue... Dr. HM Tuah Iskandar Al -Haj... ermm... still from my favourite magazine... MIDI... tht's him..

according to this MALE writer, who also wrote other books as well like "tau tak apa" WOMEN NORMALLY MATURE EARLIER than men ...

as an example.. at the age of 10 , girls are able to look after their smaller siblings.. unlike boys who refuse to take up such responsibilities....(hmm... patut pun bdk lelaki tak leh harap jaga adik ek.... lambat matang.....)

and unfortunately this attitude continue for SOME MEN till at a later age.... tht's y we can see tht SOME MEN.. even at the age of 30 r still not serious in a r/ship.... refuse to accept responsibilities and would rather let their spouse to take it up... this was wut HE said... not me.... ok.... (nak marah ler tu....sabaq)

on the other hand.... females are ready to hold such responsibilities in marriage and life at an earlier age but ...surely they need a spouse to fulfill such dreams...only tht wit whom?.... surely wit a matured men.....so my dear lady friends.... how do we know which men r matured to be our mr. right? any clues? hehehe.... there r clues... according to this MALE writer lah....:

1. when HE shows an effort to fulfill his promises although he seems to fail more than he succeeds.. (nk kena maapkan ler tu kalo dia terlupa......)

2. he's willing to seek advise from the right person when he is unable to solve it on his own.... (hmm..tp selalunya ckp bini tu mmg payah nk terima agaknya)

3. he's not ashame to give compliments when it is due to those who deserve them especially to his spouse (er... ha ah ek..payah bebnor org lelaki nk puji bini kan....hehehe)

4. a matured man knows how to control his anger (hmmm..... tui.... org lelaki ni cepat hangin....)

5. very responsible to all and put his family first in wutever matters...(alhmdulllah...bagus ler Dr. ni)

6. knows when to be a fair judge (especially...bila dh berbini lebih dr satu)

7. knows how to differentiate between love and lust (er.. tak tau nk komen..)

8. nver disobeying God's commandments (ha ah...)

does ur spouse or 'husband to be' possesses such characteristics ?

only u can answer tht.. and if he doesnt... wut can u do? for those with

such hubby .... this MALE writer advices wives and faithful lovers to help them become one.... and i can suggest u to read another book of his...

but if not.... hehehe.. LU PIKIRLAH SENDIRI...!

just sharing wut i read... and if u dont agree feel free to argue bout this matter... sumthing for u and i to ponder.... hope u enjoy my thoughts..

p.s. thnks to D... who edited my writing.... thnks a million, billion, zillion, trillion..wutever 'llion'..

hmmmm...ari ni ari sabtu... sok ahad.... cuti... barulah ada time nk layan rumah yg xder tangga ni.... dan antara aktiviti tetap mama.... adalah lipat kain... phew!! td baru jer lepas lipat kain.... lega...... mama suka tgk kain, beli kain, belek kain, tp mmg tak suka lipat kain.... w'pun begitu mama sebagai seorang suri di hati suami mama (hehehe) tetap juga buat kerja yg mama tak berapa nk suka ni... ate..kalo mama tak buat sapa nk buat ... ya tak...

kenapa tiba2 mama nk citer pasal lipat kain ni... well saja jer... mama penah tny bbrp kwn mama ttg aktiviti ni.... ada yg tak kisah, ada yg no hal, ada jg yg cm mama...tak suka jg.... ada sorang tu lg terer.... dia sediakn satu bilik khas tuk gantung baju... lepas sidai jer terus gantung kat bilik tu... tak yah lipat2... nk pakai, cari jer kat bilik tu... mama tanya.. bilik tu u panggil bilik apa? dia kata 'bilik gantung'.. eeeee............. seram lak dgr nama dia..

ada lagi sorang kwn mama ni simpati kat mama dgn masalah mama ni... mcm2 suggestions dia bg ..... suruh lipat smbil tgk tv, smbil dgr radio, lipat terus semasa kain di angkat dr ampaian... termasuklah cari maid tuk lipat kain.... huh yg last tu... tak bg tau pun mama tau.... and mama wat juga acara melipat kain ni sebagai satu marathon dan riadah bersama keluarga... nk tau cmna... mama panggil kesmua baby ganyut kesayangn mama dgn panggilan yg cukup 'manja' dan mengarahkan mereka duduk dpn mama dan sama2 lipat kain.. hehehe... bkn susah .. lipat kain masing2 ler.... dia org membebel ....tp wat jg selepas mama melepaskan beberapa das 'jelingan paling manja' pada mereka .. hehe... jimat ckit kejer mama hehehe...

tp dlm pada tu ada lg sorang kwn mama cdgkan kat mama beli satu mesin.... mesin ni mmg termampulah oleh org2 mcm mama... dan mama nk kongsilah mesin ni ngn sapa2 yg berminat... contact jer mama kat no yg memang tidak mama sertakan di sini..

cuma pesan mama, ia hanya terhad kpd lipatan t-shirt sahaja.. kalo nk lipat tuxedo ker, singlet ker, langsir ker, fitted sheet ker, alas meja ker, telekung ker, kain batik or pelekat ker, seluar panjg, pendek, 3/4 mau pun yg kecik2.. termasuk apa2 yg kecik... tu kena lipatan manual.. nk lipat cm lipatan hantaran pun leh jg... bygkn.... harta2 kecik kalian dilipat bentuk setanjak ker, beg tgn ker, katil ker.... tah.. tak dpt mama bayngkan...

apa pun setau mama org yg mama tau paling suka lipat kain adalah ayah tiri mama.... wa cayalah lu abah....!!! hehehe

td kwn mama ni hantar msg kat mama ... dia tulis london... so mama tulis baliklah ya...gini..

at 18, a girl is like a football, 22 men chasing her,

at 28, she's like a basketball, just 10 men chasing her,

at 38, she's like a golf ball, only one man behind her,

but at 48, poor woman...

she's like a pingpong ball,

one man pushing her to the other man... unwanted

kurang asam tul...

tp sapalah mama nk marah pencipta kata2 tu.. kwn mama yg poskan tu pun main forward jer... dia tau apa... hehehe

oklah..bila mama bc msg tu mama teringat pada Abd. Jalil Ali .. er .... dia bukan my hubby or my pak wa or my ex ker apa..... dia mmg tak kenal mama.... mama jer kenal dia hehehe.... dia ni penulis juga penasihat eksekutif (edutorial) bg majalah MIDI..juga telah hasilkan dua buah buku yg mama suka baca....TEH TARIK KURANG MANIS and ASAM, GARAM, GULA KOPI... mama tulis ni bukan pasal mama dpt komisyen apa2 ya... cam mama kata td......dia kenal mama pun tak..mama jer kenal dia .. hehe..dh gambar dia ada kt situ ..tu kt situ tu dia ler.....

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dlm buku teh tarik kurang manis ada satu hasil tulisan dia yg mama amat tertarik iaitu 'bukan kelemahan tapi kelebihan'... kisah ttg ke'tua'an seseorg wanita.

1. kata dia.... tua nya seseorg wanita itu bukan merupakan kelemahanny tp merupakan satu kelebihan...

2. dia kata lg... kematangn seseorng wanita di usia 40an... itu adalah apabila dia kurang membebel, tidak lg buat 'msy tingkap, bila bercakap isinya bernas, kalu menegur isinya jelas....

3. ada lg dia kata.....kewibawaan seseorg itu juga lebih ketara di usia ini kerana dia lebih berilmu dan berpengalaman...

mmg lah kalo dilihat pada paras rupa... mana ler nk sama cantiknya Aida Radzwill (kenal ker tu) ngn ekin mawi tu, mana nk lwan cntik nita zahid ngn 'qaisarah' (apa tah nama pelakun tu) kalo nk dicompare ngn azura abd karim ker (hehe kwn mama tu jgn main2 ... masa kat teknik melaka dulu..tp dia bukan ingt mama pun.. dia glamour... mama... gelama...) atau dayangku intan... (kenal ker korang ngn wanita2 yg sewaktu ngn mama ni)...

4. ada lg......kata penulis ni lg, 40an bukan merupakan tahap penurunan seseorg wanita baik dr segi 'saham' maupun kecntikan .. malah,...

5. kata dia lg... keanggunan wanita di usia ini lebih menarik kerana kematangan dn kewibawaannya lebih terserlah ...

6. dia kata lg.. dia kata ya.. bkn mama kata......cntik dn anggun bukan semuanya terletak pada kelicinan dan ketegangn kulit, kemontokan tubuh badan..tp kata dia.. (kata dia ya..bukan kata saya).. dalam kedutan ada ketenangan, dlm kecut ada kemanisan.... hmmm.... tu kata dia...

kata mama lak .. 40 satu angka yg besar, tak cukup jari kaki dan tngn tuk mengiranya... kalo nk dilihat pada cntik tu...mmg ler tak leh sama ngn misha ker, erra ker, maya karin ker.... balancing dh lari... tp keyakinan diri yg ada pd wanita 40an dan ke atas ni mmg terkadg mengagumkan.. mcm arwah benazir bhutto, dr lo'lo' (tul ker tak spelling nama dia), sheila majid, hetty koes endang, habsah hassan, marina mahathir, dr.... alah dia dr MERCY tu...dr jamilah ker apa nama dia... mmg antara wanita 40an yg hebat.... nmpk jelas kematangan dn kewibawaan mereka sebg wanita dewasa yg cukup profesional... dan pada mama...mmg mereka ada kedut di wajahmu.. hehe... tp cantik dn manis mereka mmg ada.... keyakinan yg mereka miliki adalah dari pengalaman dan pengetahuan yg mereka kutip sepanjang usia mereka dan menjadikan kegagalan dn kejayaan sbg satu hikmah dlm hidup.. kata2 mereka bernas dan ilmiah... boleh dijadikan renungan.....itu antara kecantikan wanita 40an... dan bg mama adakah mama sehebat wanita2 itu..... tah... rasanya masih lum smpi ke tahap itu lg.... yg pasti wanita berusia yg paling hebat dlam hidup mama adalah mak mama... wa salute lu mak....

well later i'm going to talk about how these english songs helped me with my english subject.. well i may not be as fluent as those good english speakers... yet they helped me to be better then i was before... i'll tell u more later... this is only as an introduction... wait aaa... now busylah.. hv sumthng important to do.....thnks for reading my stories.... arios...

smlm saya ada kata, saya nk citer pasai lirik lagu...la ni nk start...leh? tumpang lalu ya, mama nk story..ok..onyormatgesetgo...hehehe masa kekecik dulu cm tu ler bila nk start lari..time tu .. sapa pun tak tegur apa yg diucap tu salah.. nk tegur cmna, yg dgr pun 2 x 5 jer ngn mama..yg benornya, on your mark, get set, go..hehe..kay mama nk start dah ni..

mama ni mmg suka nyanyi..time sek tadika tu dulu, mama paling kuat nyanyi... pantang ckg ajar nyanyi.. mama akan balik rumah dan ulangsuara nyanyi smpi serak, tp mak mama ngan arwah abah mama punya ler sporting..tak pernah pun marah.. mama siap ajar adik mama nynyi sama.. mama ingat lagi the first song yg mama belajar lagu "pak pung pak mustape".. hehehe..terjerit2 lah mama nyanyi lagu tu... the first english song lak ialah lagu "twinkle2 little star".. time tu sebut ikut dan jer... apa yg didngr..bukan apa yg disebut.... jd cam sebut onyormat...ler tu... tp lagu tu ler jd peneman tidur... hehe..nyanyi dulu... then baru belajar lagu 'epi besday tu u...' tah napa.. mama jadi peminat setia lagu omputeh... bukan ler kata tak dgr lagu melayu tp mama lebih peka ngn lagu omputeh... mungkin sbb cukup bebulu ngn satu budak india yg duduk sebelah mama kat tadika...mama panggil dia keropok.. tah napa dia dipnggil keropok, mama pun tak tau.. bkn bebulu pasai apa... bebulu coz dia leh speaking london... eksyen lak kat mama..tu yg jeles giler smpi terdetik kat ati.... eleh..ko ingat ko sorang leh speaking.. aku pun leh lah... tp time tu nk belajar cara berckp tak berapa nk reti... so melalui radiolah mama belajar...dr lagu2 omputeh tu....

time goes by... minat mama terhadap lagu omputeh ni tak penah padam... then mama dpt masuk sek teknik kat bukit piatu melaka... wa ckp lu.... patutnya jd engineer..hehehe.. tp i'm not cut to be one.. subject teknik sumer cangkul hehehe.. ok... nk citer pasal lagu omputeh ler ni.. time orientation..kami junior2 ni kena dptkan signature seniors.... tp sebelum tu mcm2 bnda ler kena wat, naik tangga mencangkung ler, buatkan air milo suam ler, naik tangga dua langkah dan turun tiga langkahlah (bila ler nk smpi ek).. bc doa iftitah ler.... and satu ni kena gak buat..nyanyi depan senior...time tu, mama mmg tak hafal sgt lagu melayu..so mama nyanyi ler lagu omputeh..nk tau lagu apa? U'r my everything... ingatkan sekali tu jer ler kena nyanyi..rupa2nya berkali2... siap kena tuliskan lirik lagi.. boring tui... tp nama pun dh jd junior wat jg ler... tp yg giler nya kat sek ni.. org lain orientation period seminggu jer..kat situ..setahun... giler tak gilernya... pas tu time tu ada malam sabtu keliwon..hehe..bkn mlm jumaat.... mlm tu dipanggil 'saturday night fever'.. nk tau apa jd masa mlm tu... ok... to be continued.... bila2 masa y g sesuai.......dan kegilaan mama terhadp lagu omputeh masih berterusan... dan satu lagu ni..smpi sekarang berhantu di hati dan benak pikiran mama... baca dan kendian.... LU PIKIRLAH SENDIRI!!!

Karen Young- Nobody's Child
As I was slowly passing an orphan's home one day,
I stopped there for a moment just to watch the children play.
Alone a boy was standing and when I asked him why,
he turned with eyes that could not see and he began to cry.

# I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child.
Just like the flowers I'm growing wild.
No mummy's kisses and no daddy's smile.
Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.

People come for children and take them for their own,
But they all seem to pass me and i'm left here all alone,
i know they like to take me but when they see i'm blind,
They always take some other child,
And i am left behind
(Repeat #)

No mummy's arms to hold me or soothes me when I cry,
Sometimes it gets so lonely I wish that I could die.
I'll walk the streets of heaven where all the blinds can see.
And just like all the other kids there'll be a home for me.
(Repeat #)

hmm... ari ni ckp melayu lak ya... saya ni yg sebenarnya suka bebenor dgr radio..dr kecik smpi ler ke tua sebegini.. mmg suka sgt dgr lagu... saya ada bc kolum paknil di metro ahad lalu..dia pun suka dgr radio...cam nk sama jer apa yg dia dngr ngn apa yg sy suka... my favourite.... rancgn pok pok and tutu... kak yong dan busu and also hiburan smbil kejer.... time tu..tu jerlah hiburan yg ada.... time bdk2.. bila nak news jer... mmg marah..hehe..tak paham bahasa masa tu... tulah info terkininya..tp tak suka.. hehehe... pernah gak hantar surat kat kak yong and busu.. (cam paknil gak) and sekali antar jer..kak yong bacakan kat radio..time tu punyalah epi giler.. snyum smpi petang... adalak suku sakat yg dgr... dia org citer kat org lain.. punya ler bhagia rasa... masa tu tak reti nk guna nama gelama... suka sgt time tu... ni nk citer ler... surat yg antor tu siap lukis gambar puteri heheh..time tu sy suka sgt ngn citer cinderella...so gambar tu ler yg sy sertakan dlm surat tu.. hmm..those were the days....

then citer time ambik spm.. konon2 nk study malam... so penemannya dario eh radio jerlah... and time tgh malam tu pok pok and tu tu lah djnya.. sazali said ngn sapa ler sorang lg tu.. mmg dh terforgot... nk wat cmna dh tua... best giler dgr rancangan dia org..suka sakat org.. sakat sesama sendiri... best sgt... rasanya rancangan dia org tu merupakan sumthing new at the era..yalah jenis rcngn usik mengusik..time siang mmg tak der ler program cam tu... and then u know one night.. si pok pok ni menstorykan satu kisah seram... dia wat bnyi ketuk2, background music yg menebarkan jiwa... and lastly sy lari masuk bilik ngn lampu, radio, kipas and even buku tak ditutup..hehhe.. masuk bilik selimut smpi kepala... mgigil.. pagi2 mak sound pasal pembaziran yg berlaku and i stop studying till midnight for about a month... bodo jer bila pikir balik.. tah hapa yg ditakutkan sgt pun tak tau ler.... apa nk wat.. those were the days...

then time start kejer... tghari msti ada program hiburan sambil kejer... suka dgr ucapan yg org hantar.. tp time tu sumer ucapan bersopan dan amatlah santun.. beza ngn sekarang... bukan nk kata yg sekarang ni bersifat biadap cuma lebih open.... lagu2 yg dimainkan pun mmg best..hehe..dah zaman saya kan..so pujilah... ada yg masih terngiang2 di kepala till now... especially rock kapak... hmm..mmg sy minat rock dulu... tp dressing masih umpama pompuan melayu terakhir..heheh.. nk mmpus pakai rock..... aje kena libas ngn parang mak ler nnti... those were the days....

la ni..still dgr radio... kejap era, kejap sinar, kejap klasik nasional, kejap lite and easy, kejap mixfm, kejap hotfm...kadg2 siaran tamil pun dgr gak heheh.... sumer dh berbeza..tak mcm dulu... it's more open... things yg didiscusskan pun lebih terbuka..leh wat panggilan hangit ler, hangat ler, apa case ler...mcm2... cuma harapan dari saya yg tua ni..biarlah program2 tu masih dpt mengekalkn keperibadian timur... baru ada identiti... kalo tak sama jer ngn yg yg western nyer... now are the days....

yg benornya saya nk citer pasal lagu.... sy suka sgt dngr lagu... english songs especially play a big role in my life... lirik dia... nk citer pasal lirik lagu ni td sebenarnya..tp dh ngntuk ler pulak... so..nxt time lah ya.. kalo tak der org nk baca pun sy baca sorng pun tak per .. hehe..mengimbau kenangn lama.... imbaun bukan kena duit kan.... kay chalo...!

asalamualaikum.... i'm very new to this so called blog... still at the stage of trying and learning... hope my friends will be able to assist me... cewah ckp omputeh ler pulak.. well like i said earlier.. still in the stage of learning... nver feel bored of learning.. wutever tht gives benefits... including language..so if anyone out there find faults wit my language.. feel free to correct it... no heart feelings....

well, hope u dont mind me using rojak language here.. i dont hv any specific topic to share ...but.... just a few minutes ago a chat mate of mine, a very young boy... told me how angry he was at his mum... he just came back from his college and found out his parcel.. posted by his friend..(a girlfriend).... was unwrapped without his knowledge... he was so upset and confronted his mum..cos he knew tht no one would dare to do so except his mum.. with a fiery face ( agaknya lah.... cos the way he told me the story his level of upsetness - ada ker istilah tu - was very2 high). He asked angrily why she did wut she did. She told him tht she was afraid tht the parcel might contained drugs. It made him double mad. He said unpleasant things to her and his mum got upset too... she even said..tht it would be better if he didnt come home rather than coming home and got mad. Then he left to the cybercafe and chat wit me...

well as a mum..i know how the lady felt and as a daughter of a mother... i also understand how he felt.. for me the mum has the right to be scared and protective..tht's a typical mum... no matter how old their children are..(even dh ganyut sekalipun) a mother still wants to protect their children... and as a son ... he has the right to be upset too.. he feels tht he's big enough to hv his own privacy and rights to stand for himself... the path met there and .. kebaaabooommm.... accident happend..both side were hurt.....

it's not easy to ease his pain and at the same time be firm towards his attitude to his mum.. so i suggested him to.. go back, hugs his mum..tells how much he loves her, and thanks her for unwrapping the parcel for him..saving his time and effort.. but gently asked her to let him learn to open his own parcel or he wont be able learn on how to do so the nxt time...

well, i guess the reverse psychology tht i suggested him did touch him.. he thnked me and left and he seemed to be happier than the moment he came to me earlier... i really hope e'thing is fine by now.... or..did he left because the cc was almost closed...he he he.. i'll find out later....

just sumthing to ponder here.. sumtimes we as adult hold our children's hand too hard when we take them to cross the road ...afraid tht they might run out to the road on their own and hurt themselvs..without realizing tht we ourselves had hurt their small snsitive palms due to the hard hold and it bleed accidntly....