The now ME...

Yupp...it had been ages since i posted picture of me in the web......some people were complaining of my pictures being old ....Yupp, i am not that young ...but i guess, my picture in Australia were quite recent ...hehehe....So, i managed to grab some photos of me ...purposely and candidly, while i was doing what i'm good at the moment (not good...but what I have to do...at the moment).......doing locum....

Several things may seem NOW....but it will not be now forever...especially the hair ....The hair is long...seriously it is ...i can cover my whole face with it ...and it will not be long before it will be short again....as i decided i need a haircut before Kak Ina's big day...so in a way, the pictures are memorial of my long hair days....People had been complaining of how irritated and disgusted they are by how long fuzzy hair I have.....I guess....they will thank me by next week....

My look...don't judge it. Maybe i look older...I am older by days yet (hopefully) wiser....there is no wrinkles...if there is....it is the quality of the camera phone that is just 2MP plus it was taken without full sunlight...hahahahaha....Ohh yeah, i never really good looking ...so....I guess even u think there are ugly....it is just Me...being Adli...

The look maybe the latest now ...but it will not be for long .....hmmm.....the memories will remain.....

Labuan-to go or not to go....

To travel to Brunei, to KK, to Miri and to Manila through that 2 months period. That was my aim when I found out my second posting will be in Labuan. I was accepting the second appeal with smiling face and open heart, as at that point, I know it will only be a short posting in Labuan, the longest will be 2 and half month posting in Labuan. The good news were also coupled with 2 of my buddies will be there posting together, namely Izaty and Aisah. Plus, as Aisah put it,"It is a district hospital with just more of 100 beds,"...."and nothing much to do there.."....

So we were looking forward for an awesome time there,,especially Izaty and I. We planned to climb the Mount Kinabalu, to dive Manukan and Sipadan, to round out Brunei, visit Antz, anis and aru in Miri, trekking the jungle of Borneo, and fly and enjoy Manila with Joel. Razi in Brunei was excited to meet me in Labuan, while Joel was eager to make road trip together-venturing the borneo, and to travel back with him to his homeland in Manila. Ween, keep talking to introduce me to his sister, Kak Liza who study in UMS, and Zarul was eager to take a weekend break in Labuan, running from his work in everywhere except Labuan. Saying that everybody was aware of the role they will take if i'm in Labuan....

I told nearly everybody about it....some were excited..(Izaty, Aisah, Joel, Razi, ween)...some where "devastated"(UKM, Poliklinik Shamsiah, Poliklinik UKM, Anas, Aswad,Agus ...) and others..."ifti-ifti"..(the family, Puan Seri and datin,zarul...).....

How do I feel? Initially, i was excited...looking forward for a good jolly free time there...I regard it as a work with a holiday, eager for the travel period, waiting to be "free" while got paid (plus got paid more as I'm from Semenanjung)...and being in some sort on a "deserted" island...It is like an island gateway...

However, things started to change when UKM started to voice out their worries that I might not come back for my training as lecturer. Kak Ijah and Tok Nina, warned that I might stuck there, if not because of the administration, it will be because of the "charm" of the girls there. Mak and Abah, who were "okay" of the idea initially, planning to travel to Borneo once I be there, now are having their second thoughts.......and me.....started to reviewing the matter back..all over again....

Some facts are techinically corrected from what initially believed...Izaty is there, and that jolly good free time, is not fully true....according to her, there are lot to be done,.."and They need u here, Li...they really need you here.."....Yupp, it is a district hospital with less than 200 beds...Yet, there are also not that many MOs around, and specialist is not there 24 hours. The doctor oncall, is the doctor in charge of the whole hospital...to date, Izaty had been oncall 5 times since she arrived there on the 3rd....that nearly every EOD call for a new arriver......

To add weight to it, my visit to KKM last Thursday revealed that even the KKM was agreeing to the fact that it will be better for me to stay in KL. The KKM advised me either to lengthen my holiday, or they will try to backdated my resignation letter, which I do not even write yet....

I was a bit undecided a few weeks ago, either to go or or not to go...excited of the "holiday" yet worried of the being "stuck" with issues and problem that may surround it......

Ihsan at one point once concluded during one of the outing... during when I decided i will be in UKM.."Hmm....aku dah agak dah ko gi UKM...sekarang pun aku rasa ko tak kan ker labuan..,"Ihsan mentioned that few weeks ago....It seem that he strongly maybe right about that....Izaty was still hoping I will be there. Yet I guess her hope, is fading by days.....or maybe now, she tired of hoping anymore....

As it happened most of the time, it seem I didn't have to make that choice...the way Allah created the path, HE shifted the choice to no choice to be made. Now, it seem I will be in KL... and not going to Labuan....

As I sat down in the Clinic reviewing back the events....I started to realize, my eagerness to be in Labuan were all for the "wrong" reasons....wanted a holiday gateway..wanted to be working with free time..wanted to leisure around with bit more pay.....All are wrong reasons for me to be there....In addition, the reason maybe the opposite of the truth of it..(Labuan seem busy, it seem that free time, is not that free....and I will be payless for at least 3 months there..)

Hmmmm...so....the question...is nearly answered.......as Izaty said last night..."in the end, in life, there is no choices..".....

p/s-Some people are smiling...some are "crying".....I hope.......it will be a smile.......

The Gym, The yogurt...and being fat

It's 7.16pm and I'm eating my yogurt right now...The Marigold 0% Fat Yogurt Blueberry with Calcium & Fibre...Wait , wait ....Adli eating yogurt....?...Yupp....He is.... Something that had become a norm about 2 month ago....

Yogurt..call it Dadih..call It Susu Masam...whatever you called it...it is basically Cultured Solid Milk.. I remeberred those days when i was young, Mak indulged Yogurt as part of her morning diet. Her favourite flavour, the pineapple. Realising, it was a "health" food, the siblings and I tried to favour it. The siblings dislike it totally,... me.....hmm...i can't appreciate it either, yet noding to the health benefit of it....eating a spoon of it. Was wondering will people like it, if it is not a "health" food...

Adli was fat....that was a fact...I was fat....The trauma that i didn't really realised when it happened....Remembered abah, mak, kak ina, kak ijah and abang aki, were eager convincing me to cut down my food and to exercise...when i was at the other end ...wondering ..why i need to do that...?...

I was then....barely 12......Some said, the side effect of post "sunat" even...some saide...the pre puberty period....some said it was the genetic....Hmm, what ever it is...at that point...I was fat...and luckily (or maybe not)...I didn't really agree to it, as i thought i was not fat.....hehehe...no self insight laa kiranya....so basically there was no real trauma on my side then, of being fat...I remembered Kak Ina was mad at me and playing jokes of me was I wroter Kad Raya"ejek"ing Shahir for him being fat..(Shahir was my primary school's best friend)....while on the other hand ...I was fat...yet as said..i didn't realised I was fat

So I was fat...proudly walking thinking I was not..entering secondary school....putting all the embarrasing moments of senior year to Kak Ina's life as she was the fifth former in the school, having a Form 1 brother who was fat....hehehe...not just fat...I have other "insignificant"attitude that as she claimed, that "dirtily tarnishing" her reputation..

Reality check....was I fat..?....hmm....yes and no....I was definitely PLUMP...yet fat fat...not that really....but "luckily" inheriting more of my mother side...being short and naturally "healthy" looking...a bit more weight, look like added pounds to my frame....so..in short..I was plump looking fat boy....

So when i Started realising it.....hmm...maybe at the end of my form 3....Not that I really think I was fat...but i started to exercise more, and bit more careful of my food.....I was doing aerobic at home...and it did help a lot...and that Isnin Khamis fasting, and that 3 months continuous fasting I practice before, did trimmed my figure to be relatively normal...so when I was fifth former...I was not fat...not that plump...but may look chubby at certain time.....Luckily, I was not FAT during my senior year...hahahha

Matriculation, was a healthy life....I started to jog, squash weekly and food was hard to get there...hahahah....I was not fat neither thin.... Medical School...I jog once in a while, swim sometime...so no much different it makes to the whole look i had...

I guess life started changed when I was in O&G...seeing all my other collegues with gym membership....I was against it, thinking it was a waste of money, and just a membership to a stylish created lifestyle of new urban young generation who think being healthy equal to that.....I was so against it....spreading my belief and fighting the right of no gym lifestyle....Yet, i was at the losing end ....the people grew healthier and fitter...while I becoming more sedentary..leaving the new jogging shoes, well kept at the back of bonet...

Something happen...i decided to visit Celebrity Fitness....and that's it..history changed from gym hater...i'm a gym goer...changed to gym believer...not that it is important to be in gym..but for a person like me...the gymnasium helped me to initiate something that was rather impossible to initiate ..the initiation of moving my limbs to what so called exercise........I started going to the gym....and felt the impact and the fun of working out...yet I'm not the gym worshipper..my session is usually less then an hour..adequate ..just adequate to keep me moving ..and feel fitter...

I didn't aim to be bulky neither body beautiful..the aim is to be fit...to get the lean and tone body. Without realising it as well, being in the gym make me aware of what i eat, as i always reminded of the session that i had worked for...rewarded myself sometime ...yet aware of my intake ..saying that ..i do take more food in amount at most ..

Contrary to what happened before, saying that may sound possible to go with Adli ...somehow being heard said by people.."You are thin laa Adli..."..."Ehh apa jadi dah kurus.."...."Ehh.....u r aneroxic ker?"....weirdly...that happened....yet the truth is...i am neither thin nor aneroxic ...but i'm just not fat anymore, i am between plump and normal.....never thin....only that compare to before..i am a bit smaller...A BIT smaller....I still got fat there and there ...just i don't look fat...yet i'm still not fully fit and tone ....so I am still far from the aim...but felt a bit healthier....

However, it had been 2 weeks since my last workout...as i was down with fever and flu, and still not fully recover...felt my body not fit, flabby and not energetic ...a bit afraid of gaining that pound , as what i did was mostly sit and sleep, and eat ......the fear of being fat ..being fat again....

So what about the yogurt?...hehe..it was really nothing .,..just somehow ...i started to like eating it...the non tasty yogurt turn out to be rather delightable....not a fantastic food ..yet a reasonable food to snack on....i'm not sure either I find it reasonable because subconciously it is a healthy food...or i am genuinely liking it.....yet in reality ...i'm snacking to yogurt rather frequently especially during my work in the Clinic.....

Hmm.....saying all that....yuppp....people changed...situation do change..i was fat, now i'm not that fat anymore....i was not into yogurt, now i snack on it.....i was a gymhater, now a gymgoer.....So i truly believe things can change....infact ..things do change.....

The only thing about this thing .... that i hope will not change ......i hope i will never be FAT again....

Back..back...

Someone asked me.."Bila nak update blog?"...hmm...again that question...that question

Without i really realising it..it had been left unattended like my "Kajang House". Yet saying that, i am aware that my blog is here, waiting for me to scribble something in it, the same goes with my Kajang House.

Yesterday, i visited my "Kajang House" after ages of not stepping inside. Showing section by section of my dear "Kajang House", the memories started to playback by itself. The feeling, the sights, the noises, the energy it has....is blurry yet is still there. Revisiting it, refreshes the memories, regenerate thefeeling and reenergize the emotion.

And revisiting my dear blog, re-created the same feeling I felt before......I promise ...and I will try my best ...to blog as blogger should blogging...yet with my touch in it...

To those who care...thank you so much....May Allah bless us