Salam Ma'al Hijrah 1430

To all Muslimin and Muslimah, wish you Happy New Year 1430

Go See The Dentist

Go see the dentist
A mi say open your mouth
A mi say open your mouth





Hello hello let's go and clean it up
Follow me
I will show you the way

Hello hello just come and take a seat
Please relax while I pump up the chair
She is my assistant, I am the boss
Together all a we
We will a fill a lot of hole
Open your mouth
Relax your body
Breathe normally

My advice come and see me once a year
Cause prevention is better than cure
It cause less money less therapy
Maybe we can avoid extracting and root fillings
Can you bite and say hi
Can you bite and say hi hi
Brush and swing to the music directions
Open your mouth
Relax your body
Breathe normally

Once a year you can see the dentist
Cause prevention is better than cure
Relax yourself and breathe normally
He fills your hole so you can it feel very nice
He cleans your teeth and it smells very good
Although the sound might sound boring
Play the song go see the dentist
You can brush and swing to the music too

Dr. Alban's Look Who's Talking 1994

7 Cawan

"Alkisah suatu pagi seorang gadis membawa termos singgah di sebuah kedai kopi untuk membeli minuman sebagai bekalan ke pejabatnya"

Gadis: 'Encik, rasa-rasanya berapa cawan air boleh diisi ke dalam termos saya?'

Pelayan: 'Saya rasa mungkin tujuh cawan'

Gadis: 'Baiklah…..bagi saya dua cawan teh, empat cawan kopi susu dan satu cawan kopi tanpa gula'

Pelayan: 'Aaa…?????'

Nota: Artikel di atas bukan hasil nukilan H. Sekian, terima kasih.

My Precious (Part One)

Zulfadhli Hadzmi ( ﺫﻭﺍﻟﻔﻈﻠﻲ ﺣﺬﻣﻲ )

Zulfadhli means the one with superiority (yang mempunyai kelebihan) and Hadzmi means my resoluteness (ketegasanku)

Born first from four siblings in Ward 6, Kuala Lumpur Hospital (HKL) at 8.38am, December 7, 1996. Attended the birth was a midwife nurse, Elda Ibeng. Fadhli weighed 2.8kg and 50cm tall.

In 1997, Fadhli grew up in Kulim, Kedah and back to Kuala Lumpur from 1998 onwards. Attended pre-school at Pasti At-tauhid in 2002. Then, attended primary school at Sekolah Kebangsaan Taman Ehsan and Sekolah Rendah Agama Taman Ehsan in the following year. In 2004, moved to the newly opened Sekolah Kebangsaan Desa Amanpuri until graduated in 2008.

Now, Fadhli is enjoying his holiday, in the transition period before moving on to secondary school. Today, Fadhli turns 12. Happy Birthday son!!

Now and Then






























































Fadhli's Moments

Fadhli receiving his surprised award for the best performance appreciation in November 2008. Two hours later, the UPSR result came out and Fadhli passed all subjects with some A.

Fadhli enjoying the view of Sanur Beach, Indonesia.

A Cowboy in Malacca town?

Fadhli performed the Malay's Martial Art demonstration, the Pusaka Gayong Malaysia

What are you looking at?

On a boat ride to Shark Point for snorkeling sharks and coral. Pulau Perhentian

On duty during the school's Sport Day. In charge for the finish line of the track events.

The Boy Scouts. Attended 3 camping activities including the Scouts badges at Perah Camp, FRIM and Camporee at the Woods Resort, Hulu Yam.

Pioneer at SK Desa Amanpuri

Michael Phelps in the making




Tandem cycling around Tiara Beach Resort, Port Dickson



I want to be an Ustaz someday.....

Fadhli's graduation from pre-school Pasti At-tauhid

Celebrating Merdeka, the Malaysian 44th Independence Day at Dataran Merdeka

Next..... (Part Two: Zulhelmi Hadzri)

On Winning

“The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life.

But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done!

Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! Cowards do that and that ain't you!”

Robert Balboa, 2006

Places I've been... (Flags of the Nations)

Malaysia
Total of 12,402 days (all years except 1994)


Selangor Darul Ehsan
& Kuala Lumpur
Total of 10,075 days
(all years except 1994)

Melaka Darul Azim (Malacca)
Total of 1,330 days, last visited 2008


Kedah Darul Aman
Total of 442 days, last visited 2008


Pahang Darul Makmur
Total of 204 days, last visited 2008


Perak Darul Ridzuan
Total of 108 days, last visited 2008


Johor Darul Ta'zim (Johore)
Total of 94 days, last visited 2007


Pulau Pinang (Penang)
Total of 86 days, last visited 2008


Negeri Sembilan Darul Khusus
Total of 51 days, last visited 2008


Terengganu Darul Iman
Total of 8 days, last visited 2008


Perlis Indera Kayangan
Total of 2 days, last visited 2008


Kelantan Darul Naim
Total of 2 days, last visited 2001



United Kingdom
Total of 972 days


England
Total of 969 days, last visited 2007


Wales
Total of 3 days, last visited 1992



Switzerland
Total of 56 days, last visited 2006


Indonesia
Total of 8 days, last visited 2007


Russia
Total of 6 days, last visited 1995


France
Total of 4 days, last visited 2007


United Arab Emirates
Total of 3 days, last visited 1995


Singapore
Total of 1 day, last visited 1996


Germany
Total of 1 day, last visited 1991

Harimau yang beriman

"Alkisah... .. Seorang lelaki islam ponteng sembahyang Jumaat. Sebaliknya dia masuk hutan untuk memburu ayam hutan. Sedang dia terhendap2 di dalam semak, tiba2 dia berlanggar dengan seekor HARIMAU yang sedang lena tidur.

Dia begitu terkejut sehingga senapangnya tercampak lalu tergelungsur ke dalam jurang. Dia pula tergolek ke arah lain, jatuh ke atas batu dan KRAKKKK! Kedua2 kakinya patah. Jangan risau .. ini bukanlah berita buruk. Ada lagi .. Berita buruknya adalah HARIMAU tadi terus menghambatnya, sedangkan dia dah tak boleh bergerak lagi.

"Ya Allah," doa lelaki tersebut,"Ampunilah dosaku kerana ponteng sembahyang jumaat berjemaah pada hari Jumaat yang mulia ini. Ampunilah aku ya Allah ..makbulkan hajat ku ini .. jadikanlah HARIMAU yang memburuku HARIMAU yang beriman .. tolong ya Allah! Aminnn.."

Tiba2 guruh berdentum! HARIMAU tadi tiba2 terhenti betul2 di hadapan lelaki tadi. Harimau itu bertukar menjadi seekor harimau yang beriman dan bersopan santun. Sambil menadah kedua2 kaki depannya ke langit .. HARIMAU tersebut pun berdoa, "Allahumma barik lana, fima razaktana, wa qinaazzabbannar. Amin!"

Nota: Artikel di atas bukan hasil nukilan H. Sekian, terima kasih.

What would you do if you are bestowed a million ringgit?

What would you do? Hmmm...What would I do? May be I would spend some, save some and invest some. Or may be I would venture into entrepreneurship?

If you asked me, 1 million ringgit (about USD 280,000) is not enough for me & Atiz or either one of us to quit our jobs and splurging our life. But definitely it will help to ease some financial burden. I could pay all my debts, then buy and sell some basic necessity and assets. Here are things that I would do...

Houses
I would pay my Denai Alam's housing loan balance of RM370k (inclusive of any penalties due to early settlement) and my Seri Puri's housing loan balance of RM74k (inclusive of renovation loan). Then, I would spend some RM100k for my Denai Alam's interior, landscaping, furniture and electrical goods. Once completed, I will not need to keep my Seri Puri. I would sell it and gain another RM160k (after deducting the repairs, agent and lawyer fees). How much left so far? RM616k

Cars

I would pay my car loan balance of RM102k. Then I would sell Atiz's car for RM22k and buy 2 new Myvis at RM100k, one each for me and Atiz to commute to work. Now RM436k left.

Other Debts

I would allocate RM146k and RM137k for my study loan and Atiz's respectively. I would also settle our credit cards' balance and personal loan of RM25k.

Yippeee... I'm free from debts now. Instead of paying the monthly installments and interests, now I can save up to RM6,000 every month for future entrepreneurship. And all the basic necessity has been paid off. I still have RM128k balance from the original one million. I'll surely want to celebrate this and spend half of the balance by a-month-long family vacation in Europe. The final RM64k will be saved in my ASB account for a rainy day. Errr.......wait a minute. What am I merapuing? It's only a dream.... Aarrghhhhh!!!!


Coming up next.....What would you do if you are bestowed 10 million ringgit?

A Design of Life (Episode One)

This article is not about a single by Manic Street Preachers that was released in 1996. It is a snapshot of many designs that I've done throughout the years and hopefully for many years to come.

I love to design. It gave me pure satisfaction whenever my designs were appreciated by others, be it architectural, engineering, artwork, system or programming. Time and again, it still gives me the same amount of pleasure whenever I managed to complete the design on time and the intended recipient complimented my creativity/efforts. Here are some of my designs during my childhood.....

1970s

I came from a poor family and my parents could not afford to buy us toys. So in order to be at par with my peers, I'd to design and make my own toys.

Some of these homemade toys were wooden rifle with rubber band projectile and wooden sword to play 'perang-perang' (war in English) with our neighbours, slingshot to catch squirrels and bamboo pole for fishing. I had fun playing with my creations.

1980 (circa)
Drawing: An oil painting of a calm beach
Won the primary school drawing competition


1982 (circa)
Drawing: A poster for Road Safety Campaign
Won the district drawing competition


1987

Programming: I entered the local paper, New Straits Times' software writing competition.

I designed a programme that will enable the end users to select any pair of elements from the Chemistry Periodic Table (at least one reactant of course).

Then, I created animations to show the chemical reactions that finally produced the end results/ chemical substances.

However, computers at that point in time have limited Maths co-processor capabilities. Simple hardware such as graphic memory used primitive HIMEM and LOMEM platforms. At times when calculations became too complex and I ended up burning 2 school's PCs in the process.

Yes you got it right, the PCs were physically caught on fire!!

Anyway, I managed to submit entry for the competition on time but luck was not at my side. It was impossible to win because the winners were rich kids and words went around that they hired professionals!!. Ah well!




Update: one of my Facebook friend entered the same competition and he won the second place. By the way, he did not hire professionals... :)

Drawing: During my free time, I loved to draw. By the end of 1987, I had a scrap book with about 20 to 30 drawings, mainly pencil sketches. I shared the sketches with the then Art teacher, Cikgu Tajuddin (TJ). He liked it and wanted to keep it for the school. In return, he awarded me with the best art student award for that year, even though Art was not one of my SRP subjects.

Most of my sketches were framed and given as souvenirs to VIPs who came to the school and the rest were displayed in the school's library. I wonder where could my sketches are at this point in time. It could still be around at at one of those houses or offices of now retired Malaysian Army generals, Chief of Army, Chief of Defence Forces or MARA directors. Most probably it may have ended in a black dingy room somewhere. Ah well!

I went back to the school and went to the library to check on whether any of my sketches would still be there but as I expected, after 21 years, there were none. Sadly, I don't remember what I've drawn.

Photo of Cikgu TJ in 2008. He is in MARA HQ now...and yeah! He still remembers me.

1988

Emergency Design: In any boarding school, students are required to be within the school compound most of the time. We were not spared as we were only allowed to go out during weekends through main gate with proper documentation and inspection. However, with most of us being smokers, it was not a viable option for many. Therefore, we need to find means and ways to smuggle the fag. Smuggling bags of cigarretes' boxes through the school's back door was our only choice which we nicknamed as "Rambo" as oppose to other boarding schools where they called it "Fly". As our school was (and still is!) within the army camp, we need to pass through a jungle under the watchful eyes of the school security guards and yes, MP!! (read: Military Police).

Unlike other Sunday nights of which a Sergeant who was quite familiar to us manned the MP post, on that fateful night, it was headed by a Captain. Luck seems not to be on our side and my friends and I were caught in the act. He was giving us long lectures and at a flick of a second we saw an opportunity to escape. In an instant, we ran helter skelter to the jungle, back to our school. And yes, we ran like 'amputated cockroach' (or lipas kudung in Malay) faster than the MPs who trailed us with their Vespa's. We felt like Rambo. Hehehe.

We managed to climb back to the hostel albeit our bodies were full with bloodied gash and scratches from thorns and rocks along the emergency escape route. Not long after that, we overheard a commotion outside the hostel where there were three trucks loaded with army personnel looking for us. We quickly hid under the blanket and pretended to be sleeping. They went in but none of them could recognize us as they did not pull off our blankets.

It was indeed a successful design of an emergency escape route. For me at least. Fuh!

.......to be continued in Episode Two