farah’s corner

at
midnight did she wake up and this time trying to resist the ever so
binding spell of the dark migraine… resulting her to work upside down
till break of dawn… yes dawn….

at dawn after the prayers she went back home, but this time the mighty migraine
really strike till she was helpless and can no longer resist the spell
of the long slumber.. along with the beating of the head almost like
drum beating in a rock concert….. the pain was unbearable this time…

when
she woke up, she learnt that her dear friend also suffer similar
experience and they both were still at home on amend… not being able
to perform that day at the chambers… she and her dear friend call it
off that day….

however, as though the workaholic girl’s
brother able to sense her misery had summomned her back to their
resident in the heart of KL… and she flew back to her family in a
breeze and arrived early that she’s able to rest again after the
journey with the company of her brother’s family…

after the
marvelous home cooked break fast event, she saw an interesting book of
her brother’s wife’s possession,a book that she had been longing to
read, more than anything else in this world… the book of the deathly hallows…

however, she could not consume the book that friday night as the she’s still suffering from the spell of the mighty migraine…

as
saturday comes, all of them, her family went out to carrefour to buy
some necessities.. which will be told in a later episode of this
chronicles… once they returned after the afternoon prayers she
started to digest to contents of the death hallows…. so spell
binding… that her fingers keep on striking the pages gently… from a
page to another… digesting harry potter’s experiences, encounters and
miseries… lots can be learned here…

the workaholic girl
seemed to be determined to consume the great 607 pages worth of book
before she returned to the city of putrajaya… so the mission had to
be accomplished.. after breaking fast, faithfully she read lines after
lines, understanding the whole thing pages to pages… before she knew
it… she had been awake all night for the sake of the book and
continued further bit after the dawn prayer…

however, in the middle of it… the feeling came back, the mighty migraine returned… damn! she knew she had to put down the book before the spell becomes worse…

when
she woke up it was nearly 4pm!!! how time does fly!! it’s sunday
evening and she’s supposed to return to the city of chambers today!!
and she has gone to 400pages… another 207 pages to go… she
despaired….

but then, selfishly she, the workaholic girl
brought the precious book with her (she dont have the heart to endure
the long queues to obtain the book in MPH) all the way to putrajaya
city of chambers…

along the way, she stopped by the highway to
buy fastfood for her break fast this time in the chambers, alone
without any of her friends… putting aside the precious, she tried to finish off her work which compiled due to her absence on friday only to find that the mighty migraine has come back with a vengenace…

she
despaired again… thinking tomorrow she will have to rise early back
to kl for an important meeting with the authorities of her work…

• what will happen to the workaholic girl??
• is her dear friend all right?
• will she survive the monday’s blues without the migraine spell??
• will she consume fast food again during break fast monday?
• will she be seeing a shaman to undone to mighty migraine’s spell???
• will she be able to finish off the book on The deathly hallows???

all of these and more on the nest episode of Harry Potter and the mysterious workaholic girl!!
Behold!!! Avada Cadabra!!!

This is an outrage!!!

Ramadhan is here again…

For
the past many years i spent my ramadhan as student…. yes, i was in
university longer than anyone else… last year, i spent ramadhan as a
part time penternak anggur and this year, for the first time ever, as
an employer…

as a student…
as many of u know,  i came from ukm, so n o problem bout where to break fast and with what…
as to with whom pun no problem jugak, as i lived in hostel (kolej kediaman) so many would be accompanying me…

as
for student back then, it is common for us to go to pasar Ramadhan near
Shell bangi to get our break fast supplies… huhu i can still recall
buying this and that asthough i nak jamu satu blok tu… huhu… the
delicious pulau mutiara char koey teow, nasi, lots of kuih…, briyani
etc…
mouth watery la i tell ya….

However,
the last ramadhan in UKM a bit menyeksakan because i undergone a
painful dental surgery to remove my lower left wisdom tooth which had
been giving constant problems to my health to the extent i had to defer
my study…..

actually time tu i cant eat anything hot, i was
being adviced to eat cool things like ice creams and yogurts, which is
totally opposite of my routine to avoid these things as my asthma back
then was chronic…

as a penternak anggur part timer

This
time around after so many years far apart from my family, finally i get
to spend the entire ramadhan with my family… it felt different…

although
i called myself penternak anggur actually i was teaching tuition that
time, immediately after my graduation (atas permintaan ramai) so, each
time i have classes, my hampeh students will usually bring something
for me… from their mothers of course…

this time, i get to
eat my mom’s delicious cookings every single day after a day of
fasting… at this time, i get to eat the delicious kuih muih… i
remember this one type of kuih that my neighbour will be preparing for
her sale in penang’s pasar ramadhan in KOMTAR, penang… usually she’ll
keep some (like a dozen) for me as she knows well that i really like
that particular kuih… i has 2 layers, the lower layer is sugi (yellow
in colour) and top is chocolate (now u know why i like it)… the
combination of the two simply make me crazy waaaaaaa……

everything seemed to be in order… not to mention, during this time i was very active in Puteri UMNO in
terms of charity… ada sahaja activity yg kami organize… dan berbuka
bersama2 golongan yg tidak bernasib baik… seriously memang meaningful
Ramadhan this time around as i really serve the community…

i
can also remember during that time a friend that i knew during PTD’s
assessment’s program called me to ask for permission to have a
telephone interview for her radio station, perak FM on Ramadhan issues.
she explained that she had been observing me during the assessment and
she felt that i’m involved in a lot of charity services compared to
other youth apart from wanting me to share my Ramadhan experiences with
the listeners… (i’m good at talking).. so i felt a bit flatterred
that time…

hehe

as a Putrajaya citizen aka employee…

no more to say…

what
i know, i’ll be buying my juadah berbuka at putrajaya’s pasar ramadhan
which is so near to my office and am still adjusting to this…

during
the weekdays i know i’ll be breaking fast in the office like the first
two days ni and weekend, on my own at home…. alone…..

waaaaaaaaaa………………..

p/s: all the photos are taken randomly from the net.

Warning: this is the most disgusting article i’ve written so far… be forewarned ok

4th September…

i was really in a bad mood… and i had to attend a meeting in marriot starrhill… at 2.30pm…
bayangkan
from putrajaya… at that kind of hour… usually i’ll get stuck in
jam, maklumla lunch time and it’s in the heart of kl…

this
particular meeting is important as i’m supposed to gather our
consultants first before going up hence there’s an urge to show up
early…

seriously, i can never estimate time properly so that i
will not arrive too early or too late… considering the traffic jam,
i’ll need around 50 minutes to be in kl… take time to sesat2
somemore… the last time i went to kl during this kind of hour to klcc
i took 2 hours to arrive due to the massive jam. with respect to that,
so i decided to take off at 12.00 noon…

and guess what? before 1.00pm i already find myself at the lobby of marriot starhill…
i
wonder what happened to kl that time? usually lunch hour is considered
as peak hour but apparently that day like something is wrong
somewhere…
however, deep down in the pond of my heart i really thank Allah or else i’ll be complaining again that my kaki is so sakit….
another
1.5 hours to go and i really hate waiting… to top that, so many
freaking arabs there, staring at me.. really really hate that… i pun
sampai dah tak reti nak buat apa…

i walked out of the hotel
only to see that there’s nowhere to go ( i didnt know that behind
there’s an exit to the other part of star hill)… my stomach was
really grouching…. (mmg tak blh dibawak ke majlis betullah perut haku
ni)… had not eaten anything since morning because i was too nervous
bout the meeting….

since so much of time is left so i tend to go to the ladies to do some investments huhu…
so i went all the way to Indulge
which is before reaching Ritz Hotel… Indulge what you say? i nak cari
toilet la… takkan nak habaq nak buat apa kat situ huhuu… sindiri
mau tau la..
however, i really have a great fear for toilets in star hill… i really hope that that fear will not be realized but demo….
as
though i’m an astrologer, my prediction is correct… these freaking
toilets are disgustingly without any pipes or any damn thing at all!!
just the mangkuk tandas and tissues… pleaseee!!!
so disgusting… how can one experience a completely hygenic washroom adventure kalau takdak paip ayaq, not ayaq masak ha…? not muslim friendly laaa…

to
think while i was washing my hands i actually dengaq bunyi bomb jatuh
bertalu2… together with bunyi percikan air pulak tu… not percikkan
but rather… water splashing out of the toilet bowl….!!!! the sound is enough to allow my mind to actually imagine and estimate the momentum of the object
that caused the sounds of water splash… (i know it’s disgusting,
please be in my seat for a while, sure nak muntah) i can scarcely
imagine how on earth will that person go out with bringing along the
wonderful perfume and takkan tak rasa geli kot…dengan kesan2
peninggalan artifak tu???

i nearly puke thinking of this…
so had to postpone my plan of investing there…
"grrrrrrrrrrrtsasvgwdfedttttrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"
there u go the wild thunderstorm dalam perut yg tak blh dibawak ke majlis aku ni…
…

well,
around 2.15pm the consultants had arrived and we all go up to the
marriot cafe for the meeting (what a place to be for a meeting)…
beside a swimming pool… Again i thanked Allah that the place is open
and noisy that the endless growling of my stomach can hardly be
heard… huhu

actually, the meeting ended around 4.15pm.. i
began to worry of how am i going back to putrajaya… u see before i
left i actually did ask for directions of going there, but forget
totally on the way to get the h**l out of there… so i tawakkal je
la…

so keluar je dari marriot i just went straight up jln bkt
bintang till i reached the junction… since i was not in the front
line, i can hardly see the sign board in front but one of the names of
jalan caught my attention which i managed to see as Jalan Tun *****….
i
thought it’s Jalan Tun Razak so i turned right as i was turning and i
glanced at the signboard then only i noticed that it was jalan tun perak, not tun razak…. aduss…

man… i really… then i saw a turning towards dataran so i just simply follow and before i knew it i was already at mahameru highway and in no time i’m already back on track at the plus kl seremban highway hahahahahaahahAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA

by 5.00pm i’m already at menara PjH compound, parking my car, going back to the office hahaahahaah…

and some of my friends are quite surprised to find me in the office back so soon.

Please take note:

• If
  i ada keje kat luar, i’ll never melencong anywhere else unless if i’m
  early or there’s another meeting nearby in 2 hours’ time…
• I
  will definitely make it a point to come back to the office unless
  meeting tu abih tgh malam… i’ll never take advantage on going home
  early…

Sekian, terima kasih…
so dont be so
surprised to see me coming back at the office… benda camtu pun nak
kecoh ka? dah la kita tension kena tahan nak gi jamban for so long and
i was really struggling to concerntrate on my meeting as my tummy
demand for attention as well… huhuhu

life is truly hampeh at times…

we live in a so-called harmony, multi-racial country…
Yeah rite!@!!@!!@!

I’m so damn pissed-off now…
I think the Malays are being too soft!!!!
Kita tak penah insult agama org lain. Dlm Al-Quran pun ada suruh kita hormati bangsa, kaum dan agama org lain….!!!
Kita tak penah insult adat dan budaya orang lain
Kita jugak tak penah insult bangsa lain.
Tapi pasai apa depa ni semua kurang ajaq sangat?
Click here to see how what extent will these b*s*ards go to insult the malays!!!
Mmg celaka besaq! Damn….

Is
it our fault? Tak kira betapa lemahnya sesuatu kaum it doesnt give any
damn right to anybodyelse to damn insult these people!!!

will anybody do anything bout these stupid B**tar*s!!
Thanks Ayaqmasak for highlighting…

Hence Malays…
Wake up! Wake all of us!! They are laughing and making jokes out of us and our divine religion!!

*sigh*….. :(  :(