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The tears....

2011-01-06T05:41:00.001-08:00

It is the beginning of 2011. And as we can see, no traces of 2010 in neo_gillain. Again, the wheels just turn round and round, I just forget how to write. Yet, I'm back here....Lot of happenings in 2010,it can't be fully written here. Neither that I want too, it will be exhausting.

Early of the year mean a lot to most of us---end of a long holiday, start for a new thing, end of happiness, or it just plain nothing. Yet to most, the new year do bring something to their life.

As my Ariff and Aufa are getting bigger and naughtier by day, all the family members can't believe that it is time for the little one to go to the big school. Ariff going to be 7...and yes, if we look back during neo_gillain's earlier posting, Ariff was just so tiny. Yupp, he grew big, in a lot of way. "Dah besar dah sekarang,"and I know one day ariff will be taller and bigger than his papali. Aufa is 4 by this 15th January and only some people can imagine what things can come out from those tiny brain of his.

School, the start of a new era in a children's life. I nearly forget how was my early school days. To be honest, I can't remember it clearly. It is wonderful to read through the newspaper and the TV news highligtings the first day experience of this kids. On TV3 that night on 3rd of January 2011, TV3 interviewed a young boy "Dah besar nak jadi apa?"....and he answered "nak jadi Ustaz.."....and I remembered how noble the ambition is...similar to mine 23 years ago.

Ariff and Aufa had their own share of story. Ariff, as he is the first boy of our family, the attention of his first day, involve not just Ummi Ijah and the father, but also Atok and nenek. So, his first day was sent by both the parents, and they was there until the end of the school time. Escorting ariff to everywhere, teaching him how to buy food, where to eat, where to tunggu bas pakcik and what to do. That was his first day. Aufa, hmmm, first day of Tadika just few hundreds meters from Bangihom, didn't even last an hour. He cried and Nenek just brought him home. That was just an epilog of their school life...The second day the story began...

Upon arriving home from work, as usual, hearing my car parked inside the garage, the boys were jumping on the front door. As I stepped inside, both were eager to tell me their "experiences"...."Papali tadi aufa gi sekolah....aufa buat kaler kaler..".....and Ariff added on .." Aufa tadi gi sekolah dengan kawan ummi punya anak....ariff minum air soya"...... and they just continued talking, with me trying to focus.

As i remembered the day before...I asked Aufa....
"Tadi aufa nangis tak?"
and being Aufa,the "smart" boy.....he answered "Aufa tadi nangis sikit aja..."
I asked him back...."napa aufa nangis? napa nangis sikit aja?".
He answered with his look "Aufa nangis sikit aja laah....pastu aufa tak nangis dah"
Eager wanting to know, what make him stopped, what the teacher did to bribe him, "Napa aufa nangis sikit aja?"
"Aufa nangis sikit aja sebab airmata aufa dah habis dah", honestly telling me his reason.
I just could not stopped from grinning and hitting myself hearing that.

And I turned to the brother.." Haa..ariff pun nangis jugak ker?" He looked at me with his big eyes, silent. The usual stuff, something must had happened. Tadi tak nak berhenti cakap, tetiba tanya diam. "Tadi ariff pun nangis jugakkan...tadi ariff bagitau kak uswa"kak uswa menyampuk. Looking at him, i asked him "Betul ker ariff? Napa ariff nangis? Dah besar lah, buat malu aja"....

He looked at me, again silent.

"Napa ariff nangis...? Ariff nangis sebab apa?" Papali provoked him for an answer.

He finally opened his mouth slightly with a low voice, "Ariff,bukan nangis. Tetiba jer airmata ariff terkeluar. Ariff tak tahu" he answered with honest guilt and frustation in his voice and reaction. At that point, being the "strict" papali, i just took a deep breath in, squicked my mouth slightly senget, holding my giggle inside.

Their stories ended up as the family "dinner joke" that night.

Yet, as I was driving this morning to work, suddenly I realised how it was sense and the truth that my two nephew was telling. Aufa,as he said, stopped crying because "airmata aufa dah habis". Thinking about it, as I remembered the time I cried before...I did stopped, it do stopped. Why? Because as mind and emotion stabilizes it signaled the brain and the eyes to do so. So the lacrimal glands produce less tears and wallaa....we stopped crying. To my lill Aufa, what he felt and what he realized, his tears had stopped......and he was telling us the truth.

Straight away I pondered about Ariff's defensive reason that evening. "Ariff tak tahu, tetiba air mata ariff terkeluar". And yes, he was telling the truth of what he understood.

Recalling my memories,crying is mostly an autonomic body response. I remembered how hard it was to hold from not crying, when the heart was triggered. Seeing a mother talking slowly to his dying son, playing with an orphanage young girl in the middle quiet oncall night wondering how innocent she is, had a fall and a deep bruise to the knee while riding bicycle, or even when the beautician pinching my nose to take out those blackheads out during the facial session. The tears just come out, due to different reasons. IT just that us, being older with more experiences and skill to reason out, understand why the tear was there. But for Ariff......his tears just came out.....and It maybe the first real time his tear was out for that particular reason that he didn't know how to describe...."uncertainty", "insecure", "lost".....

The tears....is an amazing creation of Allah. Looking at it, this tiny drops of water from the eyes is not just what physical element that it is. Tears brought lot of meaning. Joy, sadness, pain, uncertainty, scared, confused, alone. And tears do bring relieve to most of us. Sometime, crying is what we need to keep us going. Sometime, the tears that hold us together through that lonely night. Sometime, the tears that remind us how small we are, as per creation of Allah,the Al Mighty. And at time, tears is how we convey real love in us...to our loved ones, to the creators....and to our inner self.....

It is not easy to fake tears. Yes, lot of actress manage to do it effortlessly, nevertheless, real tears can't be fake.

Sitting down facing my lappy, tiny drop of tears come out from my middle canthus of my right eyes. Why? Partly because of my itchy Right allergic conjunctivitis....and partly because I had taken it for granted....and partly because, I'm feeling good that I started getting my pondering self back...and to feel me again....

The Komuter memories...

2009-06-07T19:01:00.000-07:00

Komuter, is among our country’s first technology in public transportation… I remembered very well, the time it was introduce, everybody was eager wanted to try it out. and tak kurang jugak people that come with all the mak nenek stories, of all things for example bila komuter tuh jalan, even the outside wall of the train is electrified, or things like, when u used komuter, your electrical charges also changed. Komuter was much welcome by the public, even some people were still sceptical of it…

On my side, I am always eager to try new things, as my parents always say it. But it took me about a month or 2, since it official launching to step into the komuter. I have to say, I was very proud of it. At last, Malaysia got it first modern public transportation. My dream of having that ride of MRT in Singapore that I had during my early years, now can be done in Malaysia. And to add to the pleasure, Kajang, my hometown was one of the main stop….

Komuter, for years had done people lot of favour, including myself. Trip to KL, during my teenage years, was so much easier. Terus stop kat Sogo KL, don’t have to wait for bus, no more hotness, no more traffic jam, and it was convenient. Years go by, Malaysia developed further, from Komuter, we have our Star LRT, and then Putra, and KLIA Express and the rather latest, is the monorail.

And over the years, I changed from a commuter and a user, to a driver, driving my own car, from the family Kancil’s to my own Savvy. Alhamdulillah, that what rezeki from Allah is, can’t stop thanking him, even though, my car is just a savvy.

It was last Saturday, when the family when to Low Yatt to get some stuff, i.e. Abah’s new Garmin GPS, Ya’s new laptop and Mak’s Celcom Broadband. We went there driving, but as time were rather late, Ya and I have to go back with Komuter, at Bandar Tasek Selatan.

The experience started rather funny, ya insist we had to buy the ticket at the “Star LRT” counter, when I thought, we need to cross over to the Komuter station and bought it there. As Ya still insisted, I allowed her to do so. So she make her way to the counter and asked the lady “2 tiket ke kajang yer..”, and true enough…I was right. We laughed so hard, and Ya was blushing and embarrassed all the way.

As we bought our ticket at the counter that cost us RM4.80 in total, I made a wrong moved by putting in RM10, and wallaa….I ended up with 10 pieces of 50cent coins and 1 piece of 20cent coin in my pocket. Walking around, it sounded like either I was a conductor bus, or I was a kerincing zaman budak sekolah.

It was 5.35 and we waited in the hot blazing sun, Ya was contented and can’t let her mind of her new lappy even she didn’t say anything about it. In my mind, I can’t wait to play with abah’s gps. From 10 minutes, it went to 20minutes, end up Ya and I, were playing guessing the name of the song on her Ipod. It was only after dreadful and hot 30 minutes, before the komuter arrived.

It was so so packed, that as I said to ya..”even Ikan sardine dalam tin lagi selesa”. We were running from one door to one door, with palpitation, eagerly to get in into that already packed komuter to be inside. Palpitation, as really hope we able to squeech in, so that we don’t have to wait for another 30-40 minutes for another komuter.

Luckily we were able to be glued at the door after running over 3 doors. When the door finally closed, I was partly relieved, but the journey in a way just started. Ya already penyek at the door, and suddenly I can’t breath normally. My breathing changed from nose and mouth breathing, to mouth breathing per se. Ohh my god, the smell and aroma, of packed human, in that box of komuter, were undescriable. Mixture of cultures, races, body odour etc, was just overwhelming. I looked at Ya, and ya looked at me, we try to synchronized our mouth breathing. Ya is lucky, she is always a mouth breather, thanks to her sinus problem.

Arrived at the next station, was a torture again. Knowing we can’t step out from the train, we tried to give way to the out goers, but at the same time, the outsiders were pushing we in further. Kesian to ya, lagi dipenyekkan, nasib baik tulang belulangnya tak patah. Luckily, it was for that moment, and we able to be in and not terribly impacted. Nevertheless, the smelly experience becoming worse for both Ya and I. It was smelly so stingy, thank you to 2 pakcik that we standing next to us. Can’t stand the smell, we text each other our thoughts, and share the “memorable” experience, hoping by texting we will not offend the 2 pakcik. It was aircond in there, but there was no coolness, except for hot-sweat humidified air.

By then, I remembered, Pak Lah’s surprise trip on the Komuter about a year ago, and how the story was spread on the front page of every newspaper. Comments were bombed to the “pihak berkenaan”, and they promised to improve. Nevertheless, a year went by, and this is the outcome.

The journey took us about 20 minutes, and Alhamdulillah we arrived safely without much injury, except for our mouth that tired of inspiring and expiring, and our smell receptors that was polluted. Was really happy to be out from that train, and back into the car.

As I looked back at that experience, how the memories changed from the sweet, so proud and happy komuter trip, to this dreadful, hot, smelly, terrible experience. Maybe the experience evolution is due to the changing time, my higher expectation, or maybe because of it just too many people are using it now. Whatever it is, I still think, all these are not the reasons we can give, and just lived with it, as what they need to do, is to improve it. Take Japan for example. Most of people use public transportation, and they had been having the technology since ages, but they never really have a problem with it. Even the train aged more than our komuter, the aging train were still tip top at their performance. Or is it, just a Malaysian way of doing things, hangat hangat tahi ayam, as the malay proverb say it.

The government, as I remembered, had decided to put an amount of money after that Pak lah incident, but, is this the result? Maybe Kosmo or The Star, should do the spot-check again, or TV3 to look at this matter. It is a serious matter, it is a public matter, and it is our image that we portray to the people. That what we should emphasized on. Not the funny and rather “stupid” Malaysian political situation.

Nevertheless, Komuter is very much needed, and I am still so thankful for the service. Without it, maybe I’m still walking my way back home. But, as said, and as many do hope, the Komuter can be back to do the wonders, that it did, years ago, when everybody was really proud of it. I believe Komuter can do that.

My wish…the next time I’m in the Komuter….I will have back my early Komuter’s memories……or even sweeter ones….

Car wash - not an easy task

2009-06-07T17:01:00.000-07:00

"Balik nanti, ya and li gi basuh keta dulu before buat benda lain", that what abah said to us, both ya and I after we had our breakfast at Bukit. Not really sure why abah so eagerly urging both of us to wash our car, but I guess, it must be because all the car at home, and I mean all of it, need a shower. So, being a good child, we both nodded, but not sure either the message really went into our head, as usual..hehe. It is a Sunday, and of course, it supposes to be a holiday, especially for me, yang mana, not all Sunday is a holiday.

As predicted, as sampai aja umah, all of us were doing different things. Mak with her internet, I was with the paper,abah eager nak gi kebun and ya nak tukar tayar keta. As time went by, the car still outside, no sign of bathing time coming soon for all of them.

As I was relaxing, watching the always will be funny episodes of Friends on Astro StarWorld, quietly I was feeling guilty for my car. It had not having it shower since I guess maybe 1 months, and maybe it was just a simple shower without proper washing involve, macam mandi kambing.

So I called ya on the phone, where she was sleeping comfortably in her room upstairs. “Ya, jom basuh keta jom”. “Alaa…ya penat laa,,ya nak rehat..” “Ala..li nak basuh keta nih, jom laa basuh sekali..”, persuading ya very hard to join me. “Alaa…ya pun nak gi site esok, buat kotor aja..tak nak laa”, Ya replied and the line was off. Hmm….at that time, I was a bit divided.. Should I just stay in the air cond room at the middle of that afternoon, or should I give my car a bath? I guess, it is a very simple choice to make, but somehow, I went the other way round.

I went out in the hot afternoon sun, and half hearted to wash my car. But as I have nothing else clever to do, I decided maybe I should continue does it. So, I eagerly searching for the car wash shampoo and stuff, yet after looking all the places, I only found nearly empty car wash shampoo, and that’s it. “Ohh.,.sabun cuci keta kita dah habis laa….”, abah replied when I called him on the phone. Nearly demotivated, I was stepping in the house, when I looked back at my Savvy in that blazing sun.

There is no shine to it. No sparkling reflection of sun can be seen. My savvy seem gloomy and depress. My car, look tired and down. It looks so hopelessly…hopeless… At that moment, I suddenly, feel guilty to my car, which had been there for me since before my professional exam. My Savvy never really let me down, no matter what. Had to work early in the morning, stranded in jams, standing in the blazing sun, heavy ran, and sleeping in the cold and outside the house, I pity my savvy. Without my savvy, I will be like a bird without wings, something like a penguin or a kiwi.

So I grabbed that nearly empty car wash shampoo, mixed with a “special” washing ingredients and ensemble the power “kauther” water pump. All ready, I turned the pipe open, and …fountain of water shooting directly to me from a hole in the pipe. A very good start indeed.

So the car showers session start. I had to remind you all, that , the last time I had wash a car, was about in 2005, in that early years when we moved to our Bangi house. That means I nearly leave this “showering” job to Kak Uswa,Abah, or even the Indian, the malay or the bangle that eagerly want to do it, token by money, over the last 4 years.

Shooting the power jet water, I focus to all "visible” nook and cranny, trying to cover every single thing, and shooting it with eagerness to clear the mighty dirt. As the first initial shower is done, I quickly grab the sponge and scrubbing my special ingredients to my savvy, starting from the front, to side and to back. I have to admit, I’m not a good massager, but for my savvy to get my touch that is totally priceless…

I remember expert said that the “massaging” session suppose to be in circular motion, and suppose to have combination of softness and firmness. I was seriously don’t care about it, as my mind was thinking how hot it was. Took a long of time to clean the tyres, nevertheless, no matter how hard I try to clear the tiny corner of the spot rim, the dirt still there. “Nah..nobody will realise it”, saying it to me.

By the time, I finish massaging and scrubbing the dirt out, and ready for the rinse, the soap was already dry, leaving trail of dirty water and shampoo on the body. Arghh, that mean I have to redo it again. That time around, I was changing my strategy, by directly rinsing it after finish washing part by part.

Time to dry the car, I realised that orange towel that abah usually use to dry the car, is no where to be seen. Try to search in the store room, in the kotak barang abah, at the back, already tawaf rumah 2 kali, I decided for desperate measure of using dry kitchen towel. And because again, the car nearly dried, I have to rerinse it again, and dried the car a bit harder. And when the last part of the car was dried, I was drowning in my own sweat.

I stood back to see the result of my hardship. It was pretty clean looking, until I realised the lowest metal part of the car, was still looking orangey and dirty. And no….I didn’t grab the water hose and wash it. I ended went nearer to the car, so that the lower part can’t be seen, so that I only see the “cleaned” car, hopefully feeling contented. Yet deep inside, I know it is still not clean. Like orang dah mandi, tapi celah kankang berkurap, huhu. But despite that, as I mentioned, I just ignore it….Biarlah berkurap celah kangkang, at least I cleaned the most important part, hahaha. What people see is the most important, betul tak??.. Nevermind, next time I will do it better, with the proper car wash shampoo, proper towel and an improved strategy.

As I stepped in to the house and cooling myself, I realised how I took for granted all this things before. A “simple” thing like car wash, is not as simple as it seem. I remembered, waiting for carwash, and wondering why the people were taking a long time just to wash the car. Now, I realised it is not that easy, infact to get that result, it need lot of effort. And wondering, do the hardship worth the RM10 given to them. What I know, and what I learnt, washing car, is not as simple as it sound and it seem, infact it is rather a hardwork.

Hopefully next time, I will do a better job….or will there be a next time…hahaha…we will see.,..

The Man-Basic-T

2009-06-07T05:37:00.000-07:00

I currently am cleaning up my room after not really doing it since before the last exam..And that mean, months and months before it. Never get me wrong, the room is still clean and the bedspread was changed accordingly, thank you to Kak Uswa and kak mis, the maid. What I really mean, is that the room had not really been in order or tidying up. It is still look pretty nice though, comparatively to most room, but I prefer it to be more organize..hahha.... So today, surprisingly, on a Sunday, I decided to start doing that.... I have to say lot of things to do, especially on the notes part, the rack, the cloth and the drawers. Yet I start with the last complicated one, the toiletries table...aka in girls room, the make up table. While I cleaning it up and updating my facebook,...Julia, was online and directly commenting...wondering and gasping...that guy do have a table dedicated for toiletries.... So here, I will try my best to educate the others, especially the Julia species...on Man Toiletries ..or The Man-Basic-T...

Guideline to Man-basic T

1. Toothbrush-everybody need one...not just man. I have both, the manual and electronic one. Bought the battery operated, about 2 years ago, while in Jakarta, and it is good and different, doing a better job. Yet being battery dependent, the battery life and the mechanical things, slowly becoming weak as time goes. So the classic toothbrush is still the best. Recommendation by dentist, say that everybody should go for the soft brush and the normal straight brush, because that is what the tooth need. Still wonder, why the manufacturer still produce medium and hard brush when it will do more harm. Ohh the best place to buy toothbrush....my tip..buy it in Jakarta or in Bangkok at the major supermarket or pharmacy, such as Carrefour etc. U will get the same brand, at even less than half the price. Buy up to 3-4 brushes, cause u need to change it by 3 months. My favourite-the classic Oral B, simple and u will never go wrong with it.

2. Toothpaste-I'm still finding the right paste. Grew up with Colgate, sometime Kak Ina did influence the house to buy darlie. Mak is using Sensodyne, what I called the rather expensive toothpaste, for the sensitive teeth, but can't deny it is good. My problem with the oral hygiene, are firstly, I got a sensitive gum that easily bleed since I’m young. And don’t worries check my coagulation profile- I have no other bleeding problem. So, tried several things b but it is still there. But the one that I really wanted to change, is the colour of my teeth-as the dentist say-the healthy yellowish colour. They maybe right, but as my complexion is fair, I really wish whiter teeth. So tried several whitening toothpaste-yet to no avail. Nevertheless, I bought pearl drop toothpaste-which does cause "expensive", and I started to like it- yet I lost it..haha...So currently I’m back to my Colgate, but maybe I will try back Pearl Drop soon...

3. Face wash- A good face wash is truly essential. Those times when men use normal soap to wash their face is gone. I'm among the earliest to use face wash I guess, as anybody who knew me earlier remember, I got a sensitive skin. I had terrible acne and rashes and the skin was always red and painful. Tried numerous skin products since young-from normal oxy, to nivea, to Neutrogena and Clinique. When I was in form 4, I started using Lancôme, and gradually the skin improves and better, Alhamdulillah. Maybe it just the normalization of hormone at that time, but when I try using others, I will be having breakout and skin back to be sensitive. So making me stick to Lancôme till now. Currently, I'm using Lancôme Homme-combination of both Hydrofix and Age Fight. Nevertheless, as my skin improve, I’m not that religious with my skin regime, especially during on call and late night work. Yet, a basic step of good skin care, a regular and proper face wash. Need to stick back to the regime

4. Moisturizer- a must have. As people say, how oily u thinks your skin is, you still need a moisturizer. And a good one is essential. My favourite, is still Lancôme the green series, tak tahu apa nama dia, but it is water based. It is light, and smells pleasant, and it works. Currently-I’m using Lancôme Age Fight-which is great at night, and Lancôme Hydrafix-for day time. If you have a really good moisturizer, just a small amount can do the trick and that bottle Lancôme of mine can last up to 4-6 months with regular usage. Ohh…and this is very crucial in cold and dry climate aka overseas- and I guess you may need more than the normal your Malaysia moisturizer. My recommendation-try Rosken…

5. Hair product- For a guy, hair is accessories, a style and a statement. It is also an identity. In my case, I may change my look by having a haircut, by changing the style and even the texture of it. So good hair product is a must. I tried a lot, from gel, crème, wax, oil, to vitamin and even the foam and spray. My trick- I used them all in different situation and different hair style. I was stuck with Gel for along time, as it usually do the work, really cheap, and hold it longer. Moved to wax when I was in my horsemanship- tried several types, from clay to hard wax to semi wax- it do a lot of trick and work fantastic, yet it make my hair dry and it take time to style it. So as my hair grew longer as I enter the Mastership-moved to crème and vitamin, which make it movable, yet not drying it and give volume and a bit of control. Yet, as I cut my hair short-I’m back at using the semi wax- and currently using L’Oreal Osis+-mess up…

6. Deodorant- everybody need a deo. BO-no matter how mild it is-an ultimate no no, maybe except after a very tiring marathon, but that only apply for a while for you to rest before you need to hit the shower. Two important element of deodorant is to lessen the sweat, and the smell. Even how good the smell is, if it is still dripping like hell, still not doing it job. The some goes to smell, kapur barus is not a DEO, full stop. Tried several, but I still like the classic Rexona. Rexona Men Power, is what im using currently, and it works great. Keep the under arm dry and smell great. Tak caya boleh bau…huhuhu…

7. Soap/Body wash- I don’t think guys are that fussy when it come to soap/body wash. I do think gel body wash smell great and rather hygienic, but I guess, most guy, still prefer the solid bar soap, for me at least. Nevertheless, I do use gel wash, especially when someone bought it for me, the prizes I won, at the hotel or when I travelled, when the gel wash becoming handy and more travel friendly. I have no much recommendation on this, yet I have to say, I prefer a clean and fresh smell, and I bet most guys too. Smells of protex, dettol, dove are among those….

8. Shampoo- How short the main hair is, it do need care. A good treatment shampoo is what most guys need. I used Pantene when I was studying and moved to Head and shoulder as I started working. Yet I realised my main problem now is dandruff. So as even the best shampoo, still can’t do the trick, I’m currently using the medicated Selsun Blue Shampoo. So far so good-….less dandruff…maybe because of the hair product, yet as I said, man can’t lave without hair product-unless you are bald…

9. Lip balm- seriously!!! I remembered when I started using it, some my female colleagues, look at me like I’m wearing bra and g string. Believe it or not girls, you don’t want your guy, to have that dry and chapped lip. I started using it when I was overseas, and it is crucially needed. Nevertheless, men lip balm, are different in a way, no colour, no taste and should have no smell. Among the classic one is Labelo. Used that for years until Nivea came out with Nivea Lip treatment which is wonderful. Yet currently, because of the trying to be manly and not to attract much attention while wearing it, I’m using Mentholatum for men, that come in black casing and the balm in fluorescent blue. It work well and that how important it is, to make the lip as inviting as ever,,,

10. Shave and shave cream- Being 1/16 Indian, I’m born partly rather hairy. Need to shave everyday, as some guys need to do. Shaver is a very important tool, and a good reliable one is so important. And I’m a Gillette’s man. The mach3 turbo just fantastic. It feels smooth with aloe protector, 3 sharp and effective razor blade, and layers of fine sweeper at the end. Clean shave every time. And I have to say, shave cream is equally important. For a daily shaver like me, this things, just make it a pleasant sessions, to guide the shaving process, to make sure it has a smooth glide, and to protect the skin and lessen the razor burn. My favourite currently is Gillette Lime Form, which comes in small handy bottle, that is mobile and travel friendly.

11. Perfume- Everybody needs to have their own smell, through the unnatural way. I don’t really have BO, yet I still think it is important to have a smell that pleasant rather than thinking u doesn’t smell bad. Yes, I am a guy that loves perfume. I do think it can change the mood, among the first impression element and partly an identity. Getting the right smell for each individual is the first most important step in wearing a perfume. I believe, not everybody can wear certain smell. For me, I prefer something a bit rare than usual, something not that fresh, moderately masculine, had a deep emotion and smell naturally pleasant and not provoking. I will not really name my perfume- but I have several that I’m using in different occasion…and As I said…every men need it own perfume…

And here are the 11 Man basic T- according to me….

I have to say there are numbers of other men’s product for example – the aftershave cream, the comb etc etc, but if every guy have this 11 basic T and stick to it, I think every guy will end up to be a Jude Law or Takeshi Kaneshiro. I don’t comb my hair for about 9 years already, and as a stylist say in the year 2000, the millennium men, don’t use comb anymore, as the hand is created by god, and it is a men’s hair styler.

Saying that, I do think eye cream is important for me who have eye bag and dark circles, and a good hand cream, especially after endless time of washing hand and alcohol rub at the hospital.

Yet, here are the 11 important men’s toiletries …- according to Adli’s Guide to Man Basic-T

Looking through 2008...

2008-12-30T04:46:00.000-08:00

It nearly the end of 2008...
And I just started sitting down and looking back the years it had been
It was a simple an hour of pondering ...
And fastly rewinding the events...

It had been a nice year...
Lot of happening..lot of events...
That means a lot to me....

I currently back to the first day of 2008....
And I will be going down the lane slowly the next few days...
Hopefully documenting the good, the bad and the extraordinary of 2008
Until back to the fianl day of 2008....

I'm slowly walking back 2008.....
Starting from now....

What they feel...

2008-12-05T22:40:00.000-08:00

I was browsing through one of my favourite site to see picture...
I crossed by this picture...
Nothing great about it...
Very amateur collection...

Yet what captured me was the story behind it...
It was titled..
"Toilet paper have feeling too"...

It was not the faces that being drown on the toilet paper...
But it is about the real feeling of being a toilet paper...
Being the thing that will be used for something...
Something Nobody wish they will born to do it...
Yet that what the toilet paper is...
They are meant to be doing that...
And that is their objective in life...

So as I was looking at the picture...
I had a mixed feeling of funny, touched and grateful...
Funny for what the direct story of the picture...
Touched to realised that the toilet paper sacrificed to do what they do...
And grateful....for not being a toilet paper...

It was not as simple as just a toilet paper ...
It is just the surface....
I guess lot of us...especially me had take a lot of things for granted....

Like...do we ever aware, who was the one who collect all our rubbish...
Do we aware that someone at this time...are back in sinar jernih handling our waste...
And we are not the one who have to work to do this...

Have we ever stand at the corridor...
and look at that cleaner who clean the toilet...sweep the floor...
I sometime complained the job I have...
How tiring, underpay, and how bad sometime the treatment I had...
Yet I always forget....the others around me....
Who are worse than I am...
They are just around me....
Most are much older than me...
And much more experience in life than I am...
Yet they never really much...ungrateful of life....

Hopefully..
This picture ...reminded us..me and you...
To realise how lucky we are,,,and how we suppose to be bersyukur for what we have....
This is a simple lesson..
Of a toilet paper....

p/s:-raya korban is just 2 days away...for those who "mampu"...do qurban for the mercy reason...may allah bless us

The tiny reminder....

2008-12-05T22:17:00.000-08:00

Some people asked me..
Why did I choose to do pediatric...
They wondered ...isnt it hard and terrible to work with kids...
That tiny miny little things...
They dont speak..they cant tell what the problem
Their vein are small....their heart too...
The illnesses are complicated...
The medication too...
They are so fragile..
They are sensitive....

So why do I choose to be stucked in here..?

I always give all the reason that I could think of...
They don't complain...so they dont bug me...yet the parents do..infact..that the hardest part...
They don't complain...so they dont mind im taking the blood....yet they moved, they cried, the tiny vein just collapse and bunk...
The diseases are interesting.....yet interesting enough, sometime we dont know what is the problem...

They are cute little things.....they are honest....they are amazing....they are magical....and I guess...that what is true about it....

It was last wednesday.
And I was oncall that day...
Was suppose to take the routine weekly blood for this tiny premature baby...
Who had this list of problem that he suffered...

So as I made my way to meet him...
Before I could switch on the light..
I was amazed to see him....
He look so calm inside...
He look so safe..
He look so alive....
And at that time...I always know...I had choosed the right path...

It is hard to explain ...
Why I choose this field...
But being with them...
Doing what I'm doing..
I feel so much satisfied...
So much in love..
and so much human...
And always reminded by how great Allah the Almighty is...

So I can't help but to share his calmness and tranquility,
Despite all the trouble and problem he had suffered...
Allah make him survived..
and protect him...safe and calm...as we can see....

Hmm..about the blood taking....
Being human...I decided...I will leave him alone..
Until the morning come....

Free tour..anyone..?

2008-11-22T20:38:00.001-08:00

Something that I'm not proudly will reccommend ..but something to ponder...hehe

As I was walking the street of Singapore that monday morning, barely see anybody around, decided to visit the main landmarks there. You know the usual tourist attraction. Haha, don't laugh, because even being a Malaysian that lived just across the border, I guess I could count with fingers on my right hand how many times I had been there. And the last time I really been there, maybe I need both of my hands ..and even toes on my feet to count it.

So...yup, as most knows...Singapore evolving by day. With the new Formula 1 trek, to the biggest ferris wheel, and esplanade, to the coming soon, casino...it is not something weird if I wanted to walk being a tourist again. The advantage of it, because of my look, my casual "local" clothing, my accent etc, I did look local that just passing by the tourist area. And only using my handphone for capturing images, I did look rather much local...I guess...

Living, amazingly, in the central of the central Singapore, i followed the river, passing the "quiet" chinatown, crusing the river,weirdly..all alone. Until...I passed the Fullerton hotel, to realise a huge crowd of peoples from different colours and languages. Of course they were there, the merlin lion, the esplanade, etc etc, are located there. Downing my sunglasses, not wanting to look like tourist, I walked confidently passing places...hehe...

Hmm, saying this, I guess it is my first time really see the Merlin lion, even though i guess it had been there before. The last real trip I had to singapore when I was in primary school, and I guess we only visited shopping places and ...argghhh I can't even remember. The last one, was a short trip, a day trip to visit a holy place, and that's it. So,,,,yupp....I think i got enough "kiasu' reason to be there, looking at the merlin lion, plus esplanade is a new thingy.

Standing there, alone, I can't help but to listen to the "history lesson" given by tour guide to groups of eager tourist. I wasn't purposedly following it, but as I got nothing to do...I was concentrating to it somehow...

And that goes....from just listening, without realizing I was partly following the group, from one tour to another...hahahhaa... From the esplanade explanation, to the ferris wheel, to the coming casino, the merlin lion history, walking together to the fullerton hotel, crossing the bridge to the city hall....The only thing that I didn't do, was to climb up the tour bus together...hahahha

So....without realizing it..I got a free tour.Hehe, called me cheap... Maybe I am, yet without any real intention. Ohh by the way, I think the tour is actually free as I was waiting for my plane to depart back to KL, I realized a sign offering a "free city tour.."

Whatever it is.....hmm, something to ponder about, especially if being a tourist in that expensive city, but not until you get caught!! Wonder what the penalty you will get if get caught, listening to others tour.... (-_-)

p/s-walking a distance away from my "tour group"...

Not my usual monday

2008-11-22T20:24:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken at the strike of 9am ....last week...on 17th November 2008....

It may look familiar or normal scenery for some...especially those that work daily in clarke quay, yet for a guy named Adli Ali...this definitely not a usual monday scene... Yupp, I was walking the "walk", on a "lovely hectic" monday morning in Singapore.

Definitely, feel weird, totally different, yet something very much refreshing, something had not been done for a very long time. It had been months, of the normal monday, the common busy and mind wrecking monday....So the oppurtunity to be alone, walking along the famous singapore river, and looking at life there, was calming in a way....weirdly...

It was 9am..and i was in the middle of the urban singapore, yet, I barely see much people around,....either they were stucked inside the concrete glass high building, or it just that way....

Totally...not my usual monday... Able to do it, making me craving for it. To start the week...with a different pace....a different way...a different look into the week....

Hope to have another unusual Monday morning.....

p/s-photo taken with my beloved E65 Nokia....

Flower...from..?

2008-10-26T22:42:00.000-07:00

Receiving flowers is something when you are a girl....Everybody will be flocking around to know who is that special someone? What type of flower is it? How many stalk are there? What is the intention..? It synonomous with many events of life, valentine, first love, graduation, birthday, marriage or even death. Flower do play some roles in creating emotions, effect, conveying meesages and feeling, or just a mere beautification elements. Saying that, flower is flower...the god's beautiful unique creation.....that is made for all sort of reasons, depending on what ones to hold to...

I can count with fingers how many time i received flowers before.. Ohh just let say...i only need my two big thumb for that. Yupp, I received flower twice. The first time, from the family....during my graduation. It was blue roses with a bear sticking out from it. The flower was a saver, putting me equal with other graduates who were having at least one on their lap. Thanks my family for being thoughful,,..It turned out as a very good prop for the photoshoot....Remember the little younger ariff was crying and cat fighting with me for the "sticky" bear ....

The second flower was from Cik Ani, for the same occasion, but was delayed a few days after that. A smaller version, with red and pink roses, just nicely done to congratulate my Doctor title.

And that was the two events....Neither valentine, nor etc etc ...that I received flowers after or before that...Until today...

The phone rang,..abah called from downstairs.."Li kat mana?".."Li kat bilik kat atas..".."Turun kejap kat bawah cepat"abah requested me to go down.....I went down to Bilik TV, abah mak and kak ina was lying on the sofa. "Li jap lagi ader orang tepon..li angkat..".....I asked why and who..."Dia nak mintak alamat rumah....nak hantar bunga kat li.."....

Hearing that words, my heart stopped...for few seconds.. What bunga?...From whom? Why...? For me...R u serious...? Abah and Mak were both suprised as well. So as we sat there, trying to break the code..of Why, What and Who..? But i guess the real question that everybody especially me want to know is who... Mak even said.."siapa yang bagi bunga ni li, if perempuan, kita terus hantar pinangan laa!".... I have no Idea...no a clue ... But i guess it must be for my birthday...So it can be anybody....The florist had some problem to locate the house...that's why we know the flower is coming despite the appearance of it....I decided, let see what written there...

As the flower making it way throught the gate, no much clue in it. " DR ADLI ALI, BEST WISHES ON YOUR BIRTHDAY" Such a very common wish, without any signature, nor name, or nickname. Even the handwriting, is not familiar looking. "Ini bunga dari siapa yer?" "Dia dari mana?" all the questions were negatively answered with .."Tak tahulah...saya hantar bunga aja"....

I brought in the flower, mak and abah continued with their puzzle solving. "Hmmm....must be someone older and with money, and thoughful person"mak said. "The person knows that U like white lily and gerbera" "It can still be your patient, because the Dr Adli Ali" "Bunga from Jinjang South, tuh kat kepong"abah said...... It is not just them...I were solving the equation myself, if a drug compnay, must have signage, same goes if from Clinic, Department or fellow collegues.

I showed the flower to Kak Ina who was sleeping, she barely open her eyes. The opposite reaction from Ya and Jani.."Cantiknnya, bunga nih laa ya nak for graduation" ya commented while looking at the gerbera. "Wah..abang li ader stalker"jani giving her comment.

So....here the flower beside my bed...3 pairs of red bright roses, 3 glooming white scented lily, and stunning red gerberas. Simple yet sweetly done arrangement. The intention is rather straightforward, to wish for a happy birthday. Yet the puzzle of who is it from, will have a huge impact on the future outcome....

Yet for now.....I am happily greatefully happy with the flowers...the 3rd flower in my life....yet the most significantly and unexpectedly meaningful....

To the person...thank you so much for your thoughts and prayers...

Saying that...it is not just young girl, who will be excited receiving flower like this....I am too.....!!!

Presentation Plan

2008-10-18T22:57:00.000-07:00

This 2-3 weeks will be bugging with multiple presentation. I guess I'm gonna die of doing presentation then. From mortality report and presentation, to Journal club, the 3 tutorial pediatric that had been postponed, and not forgetting the new presentation on neonate that will be in another 2 weeks time....

Saying that , all of that, the date line, is not more than 3 weeks. Huhu, and I am not even starting it yet. How irony is that? So I need a plan...huhu...

How about starting with the mortality cause it will be next thursday, yet I have to pass it over by the end of this week. Then followed by the Journal club, as the presentation will be next Friday....hmm, this is a 2 people presentation, and the unlucky person that coupled with me is Haiza...pity her termendously. So finish with that 2 presentation, I guess I need to move to neonate presentation and one of the tutorial, as it will be the following week.....

That is the plan for now....the Presentation plan ....Saying that, the hardest part of all is getting the time, to start and sit down...as once it started usually it can be done in just an hour or two. Nevertheless, how I try hard to motivate myself to do it early, being the guy with adrenaline rush, I guess, my body accomodated to the subconcious early lazziness syndrome.

Tup Tap Tup,...gerak detik waktu...(is that how elyana sang it in that song of her...) The clock is ticking...but at least...I already got the Presentation plan....huhuhuhu.....that is something....hehe....

Do pray I finish it well okay....

The Pediatric Journey

2008-10-18T06:46:00.000-07:00

It Saturday night, and I'm in NICU, and I'm writing this. Yupp, you are reading it right...I'm oncall on Saturday night, in Pediatric NICU, and I'm writing my blog while doing all that. Saying that, it is not that ample. The day was continous, since I entered the ward in the morning, it had been unstoppable drama. Patient to patient, blood pricking, new issue rising, the round. Luckily, by now, the patient are relatively stable, and hopefully no new issue will rise suddenly.

As said...I'm now in Pediatric, ...remember the new journey that I had been talking about it before? I already in the journey, even though it is still in the beginning, yet I'm already embark to the journey of my pediatric life. Everybody is scared, especially me-the one who in the journey. Yet, alhamdulillah, it had been a wonderful journey, and insyallah, will treasure it, and no regret of choosing this field.

Wonderful journey, doesn't mean it was always bright and easy. It do have it up and down. Being the youngest, newest and definitely the least experience in the department, had it own share of impact to the journey. The way I look at it, the way my collegues and lecturers look at it, the way the patient look it, the way the community look at it, were ultimately different compare to other people who are doing pediatric. Yet, summing up all of it, it is without doubt, a wonderful journey.

I'm still not rather sure, will I definitely excel in this journey of pediatric, yet I definitely know by now, my heart is fond, and contented, working with all this beautiful amazing children of Allah. How they touched me every single day, securing my inner energy and magnify my believe of a peaceful, honest world that had been created.

The journey is long, and it just started...and I'm really looking forward to more sceneries and places this pediatric journey will bring me.... Alhamdulillah, for HIS guidance and barakah for me to be in this journey,....Hopefully it will always be a great amazing journey....as I hope it will be...

The 100th entries...100 stories ...100 memories...

2008-10-17T10:10:00.000-07:00

I have to admit it had been ages since my last entry here. Yet it doesn't mean i forgot about neo_gillain...it is far from true. I had been contemplating on what to write here, for some reason...that i think was stupid. Btw...yupp this is neo_gillain, anniversary of 100th entry...

Yupp...it is the 100th entry...

So there it goes.. Since last april, i was thinking how to celebrate the 100th entry. I wrote an entry, deleted it. Wrote some other, and never finished, and think it was insignificant. From april it went into may, and subsequentky to june, july, come august, goodbye september and now in october. Everytime I came to neo_gillain...i feel pity for the loneliness, yet,,,the writing never complete,..because of the my first three digit entry anniversary...

Call it stupid....cause it is...and that what I did.... In attempt to commerate the 100th entry... I ignored neo_gillain alone... As i was searching for the "best" for the special occasion...I did that....Yet it a wrong thing to do...to left it alone, untouch...... Totally something that not suppose to be done...

Yet doesn't it sounded familiar...? Something that maybe every each of us had come across it, in our short life in this world. Ignoring or hurting someone, not because we hate it, yet cause we think it is good for it, or that the best for them. But, is it truly a right thing to do? To hurt and to be hurt...for something that we assume will be good for the other party....

I am among those person....Lot of histories and stories ....of me doing those things....

I remembered saying to My class teacher at standard 4, "Cikgu saya dah malas laa dapat no 1? Saya rasa nak bagi no 1 kat orang lain laa..."... I'm not sure how stupid i was, yet looking at what i did, yes...i was stupid. I was by then, was always top of the class, never really score anything less than A, yet half the other class failing. Sometime i wonder, why my other friends were working hard and struggling to be just a bit like me....i pitied them....that I think maybe i could give my "first" place to other.......true enough the end of that year...I got 2nd place.....and I was shocked ...

I also recalled ignoring and avoiding friends, didn't contact the other, so that they can continue and free with their life, not to be occupied and attached and dependent to me. Hoping that they can be a better person than me, rather than being with me, who is not doing a good job as a friend, neither as a fellow collegues. Showing lack of interest, poor at responding, avoiding and ignoring..thinking by doing that, they can move on with their life, exploring and shining their true colours, without being stucked "to be" with me...

That also include the occasion that i don't like to hon people as I don't feel good about it, even though they deserved to be honned at, leaving me stuck in the terrible traffic situation. Not bugging to get my paycheck at a jewwllery shop that i work for a week, because i don't want the owner to feel awkward not to give me the salary i entitled for. I will finish what ever food that left on the table, because i pity the food, even my stomach had said no, and my fat had double in size.

Avoiding love...that what people said i do...Trying not to look at it, even it may be there...Honestly i'm not sure if i did this, yet...if I do...it is not a suprise as I did lot of share,...avoiding and subconciously avoiding something, thinking that the best for that situation...

Yet we all know it is not the right thing....infact I know it very well...

So here I am....back writing my 100th entry....after avoiding and subconciously ignoring it, as trying the get best entry for the 100th anniversary of neo_gillain... Saying that, this entry is far from perfect and diffenitely not archieving the hope I kept for few months to commerate the anniversary.....

\Through this period of 5-6 months, I realised the impact of life I have...the stories, experiences, and my pondering that are here, which able to touch someone, in certain particular ways.....and making me aware, that someone do care, and want to know a bit more about what happening in my life....

Without realising...there are people who come and do sit around in neo_gillain, hoping for new journey and lullaby to be heard and share with them, my lullaby, my personal experiences and opinion.

Yupp, I had ignored and avoiding the blog for a really long time...waiting for the perfect 100th entry. This is the 100th entry, and as u can see, it far from perfect....yet that is me, and that's what important....What people want to see is the real me, not something that I wish to create...I started to realize it ...again...

So my dearest "friends of neo_gillain"...Thank you for being here. It is amazing to be back here, realizing ...it had been 100th since 2004....... Hoping I will never take my neo_gillain for granted,and avoiding it later.....

The 100th entry, the welcoming back, the very special unique meaning to me.....

Starting my new journey soon....

2008-04-12T07:14:00.000-07:00

It had been two months, nearly two months, I had been living life as a Doctor not working in the hospital. Two months of holiday from Hospital life, two months full of events, two months of changing phases...Two month before I start my new journey...

By less than 48 hours, I'm gonna start my new chapter of life. The pediatric master life,"the entrance" I had been talking about previously. I am now at the entrance, I got the key in my hand, the date of the journey had been schedule on this 14 April 2008...the only thing left is for me to be there and start the journey.

Am I ready..? Hard to answer, but I guess, I am. I believe I am. As there is no other thing for me to be scared of, nothing for me to look back. I am, insyallah, ready to be in the journey with HIS Almighty will's.

The new title, new responsibility, new perspective of life..a revolution that I always hope it happened. And Allah had always knows what best for everything, nothing more I can say, just to thank HIM for every single thing in life....

With lot of prayers, I hope..the journey will be a smooth memorable enjoyable blessed one..and Allah knows best...

Amin Ya Rabbal Alamin

Losing my sense of taste

2008-04-12T06:18:00.000-07:00

It happened nearly a week ago...
Friday morning ....to be exact 4 April 2008..
The day..I lost my taste...

"Zarul...peel fresh ni rosak ker..?"..."Nope..okay jer.."
Yet only a day after that I realized ....I lost my taste....

I barely remember what happened, but the even started morning of Friday..
"Li, li kat mana?Jom breakfast kat Ibrahim Maju...Mak baru amik Tok De",..mak called at 7 am, knowing I just finish my Locum in Shamsiah. So i drove there, and on arrival the Roti Telur with teh o ais limau already there, ordered earlier by Mak. As i having it, I complained.."Banyaknyer bawang dia...berketul ketul lak tuh..,"...while I eagerly throwing out bulk of bawang the mamak put in my roti telur bawang. I blamed the "too many" onion for the unexplained taste of both roti canai and my drink.

That was the day, I went to Penang. As we make our first stop in the Petrol station, and me topping up the TAG, I smelled a tempting aroma. As I looked around, my eyes caught the waffle station. Without second thought, I ordered,Waffle with butter and Strawberry jam....but it was a turn off.."Apa orang buat waffle tasteless macam nih..tawar hawar.."...complaining while forcing the "poor" zarul to finish all of it..Not knowing..I was the poor guy..

Everything turned out to be out of taste since then.."Nasi ayam macam gam...dah laa ayam macam rebus habis habisan baru panggang".."Lai Chee Kang tak manis langsung.."..."Hmm...the jam tak manis..." .."Nasi kandar sotong dia macam blunt.."..."Pisang dia lonyer...nampak sedap..tapi tak manis.."....everything suddenly not perfect....

The reality only striked me when i drank the peel fresh. Hmm, why it taste so blunt...? Tak manis langsung..masam pun takder...At that moment, only I realized, all the tasteless food was my bad.. Not the chef...From that moment on, my view on food and taste, started to be different...

The plain water is so scary, as it is the best drink I ever taste. Chocholate just taste nothing, reminded me of block solid hard fat. I remembered how I opened the Kit Kat and trying hard to savour the taste of it, only to be disappointed. A spoonful of honey taste like a spoonful of gum. Kurma, feel like tasteless dried unsweetened gum. Crossaint like layered of paper. By then, I stopped tasting all that good food, so I don't have that second thought to hate it...

The cause of it..I'm not sure. Mak thinks it due to some radiation, a UV light or my Bluetooh earphone. Kak Ijah thinks is due to some sort of allergy reaction, I got photosensitivity rash, my basophil and CRP are high. The other thinks due to infection and flu, Ultrasound emission, some come out with theory of not being well....Honestly, i'm not sure...

Kak Ina wondered..."tak rasa macam mana..?"...Actually it is hard to explained. The first stage was worst...I barely taste anything except for maybe bitter a bit. Yet, I guess, I hope... it getting better, as now, I do feel sour in my mouth all the time....even plain water taste sour...

Yet during this time, I learn a lot of thing, the ability to appreciate. I tend to emphasize the texture and the consistency of the food. Started to think about the taste, and how it was cooked. Trying to remember how the food taste like....Trying to get back to the memories of taste that I usually took for granted....

Ya Allah, I really pray hard it gonna be temporary and the taste will come back...because I learn my lesson...and believe me...Always bersyukur with small things that Allah gave us...such as this wonderful miraculous sense of taste...Alhamdulillah...

Sempurna...You're perfect..

2008-04-12T06:11:00.000-07:00

I always hear people say..
"There's no such thing as a perfect person..."
"..but there is such a thing ...as a person who's perfect for each other.."

Kau begitu sempurna..
Di mataku kau begitu indah
Kau membuat diriku..
Akan Selalu memujamu....

Di setiap langkahku..
Ku kan selalu memikirkan dirimu
Tak bisa ku bayangkan
Hidupku tanpa cintamu

Janganlah kau tinggalkan diriku
Takkan mampu menghadapi semua
Hanya bersamamu ..ku akan bisa

Kau gengam tanganku...
Saat diriku lemah dan terjatuh..
Kau bisikkan kata..
dan hapus semua sesalku....

Kau adalah darahku
Kau adalah jantungku
Kau adalah hidupku...lengkapi diriku
Oh Sayangku..kau begitu...
Sempurna....

The now ME...

2008-03-16T07:13:00.000-07:00

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....

2008-03-16T02:26:00.000-07:00

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

2008-03-15T04:09:00.000-07:00

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...

2008-03-07T06:59:00.000-08:00

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

2007-The happenings, The Good, The Bad...a year of hope

2007-12-31T02:57:00.001-08:00

2007-is the year, that i guess..a special year...a year that i waited since i was young ..a lot of reason for me to eagerly waiting for 2007...firstly, the no 2 and 7..., 2nd the promise that i made with khabbab and adam, 3rdly..being 25...suppose to be a turning point to someone life in a few ways....

The year 2007....will be over in a few hours...as the clock ticking ...it is rather surreal for me to review the journey.....here are some happenings through out the year of hope-2007

January-

15Jan-I did not really write about this here, but it is among the best thing in my life this year..Aufa Zahidi, a new addition in our rather small family. Adik Ariff Hakimi yang baru....He was born after much anticipation..Kak Ijah was warded since he was 29 week, as he was eager to meet with his Papali....hehehe ..luckily he is a sabar boy....he delivered normally at about 38 weeks.....I remember, at that moment at 29weeks, Kak Ijah dah opened 3-4cm, being a medical doctor, i was worried inside....tak nak cakap banyak..as i know ...the chances for my aufa to survive if he decided to procede to open futher his ummi cervix....bila mak abah tanya..i rather not much comment about it...as i'm worried....

Alhamdulillah, Aufa was born..Aufa the name was suggested by Ustaz Subhan...i think it is so beautiful....a name so perfect as it mean....Aufa now nearly a year, ...hard to explain how Aufa make me feel, make writing about him a hard task, the reason....why previous blogging attempt was always failed....Holding Aufa....the connection, the energy, the very very unexplainable feeling of an uncle....the feeling is beyond words....Aufa did changed his Uncle's life..his Papali's life....

February

I introduced my dear family to the Pangkor Island...it had been more than 18 years the last time the family went there....Few things had changed in our way of travelling. Abah and Mak is in their golden years, long travelling is something we have to think. Abah is not the main driver anymore, banyak lagi driver driver lain, plus Abah toleration of long distnace had reduced, tetiba jer dah menguap. Luckily the numbers of driver increases, Kak Ina, Ya, Jani and of course me, infact Ya, always wanted to drive. The second thing, is the way we travel. Dulu, at our young age, Pan Pacific, Shangrila etc etc, were the name...now we travel like backpackers...they prefer local chalet, local food....we travel light, we travel simple..much to my liking of backpacking....or maybe they had to indulge in it as i was the one who force them ...hehe

But ...it seem it had been for the better....Abah and Mak are becoming more adventerous- snorkelling, water trading...the family did it..even Mak...I remembered when Mak and Cik Sham went To Jakarta and they eagerly folloeing us the youngsters, thro most of the ride, including the twisted rollercoaster...and they like it...cool right..?....

And i guess...i started to realised the secret of Malaysia beauty...the locality of the place.....

Plus, pangkor introduce us to our new discovery-the best Kelapa Muda in Malaysia....(so far...)

March

10 March- I had my first photo session with CLEO. Yupp, i was nominated to be among the top 60 and had to attend the photoshoot and interview. I was not convinced about making it, , as i didn't really attend the screening plus I sent the requested details rather late, after much persuasion.

The photo shoot, was rather...hmm...weird one...Lot of people commented on my photo.."Tak nampak macam li langsung"...nobody really like the photo,,and personally said..i was told to do something i'm not use to..not to smile...and look deeply...It was not really me.... in that pic.,...

Somehow i managed to get into the top 50 ....and the rest was history...the CLEO taught me lot of things, about guys, about girls, about fame, about politic, about life.....Of course, i didn't win it for really obvious factor....People asked me a lot about how it feel..Honestly ..as i thought at the beginning..itwill be interesting...yet it was not as expected...yet i did not regret it...However, another chance to be in it....I rather NOT....yet as said..no regret...

More info-http://special.time.net.my/eb07/profile.cfm?ID=37

23-26Mac- I went to Thailand ...alone....backpacking...bawak diri yang sepi...huhuhu...It was excellent...Managed to backpack in the real meaning...the planning was the interesting part..from transportation, the accomodation...the activity.....It was different with my other Thai Trip, as im the organizer, the controller, the planner.....ehh salah..allah overrule it of course...but....there was no written rules or agenda...

I changed my accomodation everyday...i planned my activity depends on my mood..i walk for kilometers, i took the boat, took the LRT, i drove....been to most of the places...I even covered most of the Soi and section in Cahchucak market...(except for the pet area)....I managed to meet with Kong and A,...infact really lucky to meet with A's parents..(as A put it....even his friend ..only a few had met his parets..)....

Yet the trip...bring new meaning to my life...the moment for myself to wonder about life....I was introduce to my Little White Black Book...i learnt to observe and to dive into the environment ...and to ponder bout life...in a new way i had not been intoduced before.....

April

Started my O&G posting..and i guess this is when...i discover new real friendship..a place...where the HO gathers..here, Shaz,Izaty, Syuhada, Aisah, Ihsan, Suniza....we gather together under the same tiny old place..the Labour Ward...we had fun, we had real fun despite the buzzling life of mommies, screaming, liquar, blood and babies.....

Here....the friendship seeded...it blossomed...hopefully it grow further ...

May

16-18 May- Jakarta trip.....went to Jakarta, with the GROUP...the Quran's group....hehe...i was again the youngest participant...yet among the important one...hehehe..Jakarta is a deary place for me...as bangkok is...Hmm, can say that nearly every year i will be in this places at least once....the apartment in Menteng Prada is like our home in Jakarta..

What different about this trip..as said ..now..we changed to managed our own trip....no more tours..infact we planned the tour ..hehehe...For me..it was more like an outing to relax in a different city life....I went to watch Spiderman 3 at the Blitz Megaplex, just newly opened, with Adi and the gang...equavalent to our partly newer GSC at Pavillion or Signature in The Garden...

I even visited Adi's family for a trip out from Jakarta to Cibubur...where i was amazed at the houses there...there...as usual....it was time to get my self "manja"..from hair cremebath, to foot massage...DVD bundling...and Toileteries shopping...it was cheap....Managed to meet with few people there...namely Adi and Kristo...

26-27 May-Went to Penang with Ai Peng...for Kak Anis & Aru's wedding.....We stayed in the Hotel where the ceremony took place..Kak Anis look extremely happy...yupp..had been knowing them since late first year.....a lot jugak they had been through....personally, of course i'm closer to Kak Anis...hahaha...weirdlykan...

Btw, as people were initially wonder about them, as physically they where oppositely suitable, yet the love rule it all....currently..dah mengandung pun kak anis ...and both of them in Miri.....insyallah tahun depan bertiga...huhuhu..and me ..macam still alone aja...

and oh yupp....me and ai peng..quarreled again...not sure what World War is it anymore......maybe my mistake..maybe...

July

1st July- I started doing my Locum...my first Locum..was in Setapak..followed by Shamsiah in Bangi...i was worried, anxious...worried, anxious...worried, anxious...huhuhu...mixed feeling..thank you to Izaty, Kak Ijah and abang heikal....i went through it gracefully....I was tired....as a Jonah in Hospital,..t was brought to even my clinic.....patient tak berhenti in Shamsiah...

The good thing is..i didn't eager to start it earlier..and i guess, the timing was perfect for me.....after a year of HO..and after the basic of Medicine life is in my hand ...true enough...i learnt a lot thro my clinic life...and it had me a lot ...for being a person...a doctor ....abd financially too....hehehe....Infact , even i'm writing here now...i'm in the Shamsiah, doing what i do..2nd best,...hahahah

13-15 July- Tioman trip....i started to realize...Malaysia secret is ....the island ....I never really been to Tioman...and it was a good one....The trip was planned a month back..the number initially 6 from of us...did increased to 10 at one moment ..however at the actual time....it was only two of us....The snorkelling was really good ....went in the water for an hour non stop...leaving the other mabuk laut huhuhu......The food was excellent as well....It was cheap...The accomodation as it cheap was so so...but it was a good trip.....Hanya sadly, maxis was not useful there.....apalah maxis...

27th July-Last day of being a houseman....hard to explain the feeling ...actually no much different ...yet ...the thought make me feel ...hmm....better kot..hahaha....what people decribe as a "hell" for doctor was over....Yet...as i looked back..it was not hell for me ..it was a nice experience....i had fun...i enjoy it.....

August

A month in Australia....it was amazing...i did write about the Oz trip here.....

September

Few things happened here, Bulan puasa namely..and I started my best posting, Pediatric in PICU....and this month jugak...Tok Bedah passed away because of old age....Infact few other people that I know personally passed away in this month of Ramadhan...May Allah Bless them.....Insyallah..

Oktober

It is the month of Raya......a month of it..huhuhu

18th October-I started going to the Gym..hahaha...yupp..seriously...Adli Ali started going to the gymnasium...I had to make a confession...of a guy who hated the idea of gym and believe it was a waste of money and time....and thought he can do it better with his own routine not at the gym....I ended myself signing for 3 years in Celebrity Fitness....

What was the turning point?...Realizing that i did nothing on my side to proof myself right...yet the people who went to gym were getting fitter and healthier.....I remembered sitting in the gym at that day i ter"enrolled" myself....i watch this one aunty, with flabby stomach, trying partly hardly to lift some weight...ader nak tergelak, ader kesian....as she was struggling to do something taht i guess..the trend to lose her weight....Yet, it striked me....at least she was doing something....and me ...i was worse....i argued about it, laugh about it...but i did nothing...

Looking around the gym....I decided...i need to change it...I enrolled not because i love the idea of the lifestlye....it is maybe sounded cool..(tertiba tergeli pulalk)....yet it was for me to initiate that lifestyle of a healthy Adli...

Alhamdullilah.,...the initiation was showing progress...not aiming for the hunky Adli...but fitter, healthier, toner Adli.......yet huhuhu..it had been a week not attending the gym..as i was holidaying....hmm....this is not good ....

27th October-Happy birthday to Me...Happy Kahwin Kak Nani...yupp it was my birthday ..and also Kak nani's wedding...Nani Ariyanti, or Kapten Nani, is my dear cousin....sebaya with Kak Ina...she got married to a fellow army as well....The whole family worked really hard that day for the wedding....as Cik Sham decided to self cater...It went well...that everybody was extremely tired at the end of the day...My birthday...was celebrated by myself....not that they forget...but as everybody was tired...huhuhu...yer ker..?

November

11Nov-KakIna Suprisingly dah Tunang!!..Yupp to abang saiful Helmi..aka Orang Minyak..don't believe it...believe it guys...as it is the truth...hehehe...it was a wonderful event....i will write about it more...more on Kak Ina's stuffy....hehehe....

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18 Nov-Another important wedding, Azah and Nager-both are good friends of mine ...especially my dear Nager, my partner in crime since first year...THe funny thing..i was partly..a hugely involve in their lovelife....Being part of the story, from the beggining until the end ...it feel extremely "sweet"....Nager had gain weight since first time i know him....Azah matured in a lot of manner...they look "sepadan" with their red golden attire.....went to Batu Pahat with Mak, Abah, and Jani....

28 Nov- Jani Suprise birthday party....Hehe it was a success...it had been ages since we did that....it was during Kak Ijah party back when she was in Matriculation...This thing started because of Jani kept talking about her wanted party to be on her birthday in Chop n Steak..she had been talking about it 2 week before the event...Somehow just that Sunday..as Jani tertiba asked me "abang li..kita buat Janinyer birthday kat Chop n Steak yek?"...I started to be naughty..

"Hmm...okaylah...Jumaat tuh li tak locum, takder oncall"...knowing really well her birthday is on thursday..."eh abang li birthday jani hari khamis laa..."..."ehh...bila pulak..30hb ,\hari jumaat laa.."..."janinyer birthday 29 laa..."....."ehh mana pulak....ya....janinyer birthday 29hb ker?".....it started....from me lupa tarikh..i created false oncall on thursday..kak ijah added up with having oncall as well.....So ...the poor jani decided.."hmm.....oklah ..buat hari sabtu laa kot...."....

Not knowing we neither have locum....the family went a step further..decided to make her a suprise....we plan it on 28....hehehe....the whole family play real major role....from Ya, Kak ijah for tukang bawak jani...to Abah Mak Aufa to playing blur..to Kak Ina wanted Air Honeydew.......

The end result ..a perfect drama...and a successful suprise party...looking at Jani receiving the 21 rantai...from Kak Ya..and was put on by Abah....I know..she will be a great a lady,..yet Jani is still our youngest sister....

December

12 Dec- The SLAB interview....that day ...was neither a big day..nor nothing...yet It is diffinately a mark in my life..hopefully..I was stucked in the Clinic from morning until few minutres to 2 oclock..and my interview was after 2 ...Julia, Ihsan were anxious....I somehow infected by their vibe ....Hmm...entering that room, I was partly nervous.. ..

As I went out from the room....I know my medical life will change.....Insyallah....hopefully i do well on the 7th...and able to start a new journey ....in my medical life....

Actually as predicted, lot of happening, yet I can put it all here....It will be madness....It is wonderful to flip through the journey it had been.....I met lot of new people in my life....I lost few important people too....I learnt a lot from my goodness, I learnt a lot from my mistake...

2007...is a year of it own.....Is it wonderful?..It is wonderful....infact every year has it own stories....

So.....with only few minutes before 2007 a history...what i did today.....hehehe,.,,"nervesing" and depressing myself with the entrance exam, the oncall list and my next urology posting..had a yummy fattening lunch with deary Izaty, Anwar and Ihsan....walking buying LCD for Jani and other stuff at Mid Valley and The Garden....and rushing back for alocum..until the new year come...

Yupp..i'm in the Clinic reviewing what the year it had been....hopefully ...i managed to step out from this clinic just before 12...and welcome the 2008...with lot of new hope and prayers......Insyallah....

p/s-the picture will be updated soon.....Coming soon!!
What can u expect to see?-Baby aufa pic, jani's birthday cake, my trips....

The Entrance...to my "next" life

2007-12-26T17:39:00.000-08:00

I've done with my Housemanship...just before my Oz trip.Currently, walking smoothly enjoying through my Junior MOship. Started with playing with all the cute babies, tickling their "kembung-kembung" tapak kaki, fondling their so softy abdomen, pricking their nicely tiny miny vein, and smelling the fresh baby scent. It was complete 3 months of kindergarden, nursery rhymes and the cuties with their "grown up" mama and dada.

Now, I moved to the suppose macho grunchy world of the surgeon. Haha, tetiba ter"remember" one study done in US or UK recently, saying that doctors who are surgeon are generally more good looking than their other collegue ....hmm....wonder if it totally true....Btw, not sure if I'm lucky or the opposite way, but i suppose to have every men dream job...(maybe)....being under the BREAST team...yupp....i am the Junior Breast Surgeon (in a way...not a surgeon pun senarnya)..

Honestly, for people who wonder, it neither a world of both side, nor great, nor terrible. It just a normal world, that full with breast....Yupp, my world ranges from those different type, color, consistency, quantities n qualities, genuine n fake....Saying that ...it is still a normal world ..for me at least

Yet, the next calling of my life..is just a few days away.....the Entrance had been booked...and I have to work hard to search for the key....to venture to my next life....The world of Specialization....world of mastership....I am lucky, alhamdulillah, as i managed to secure a good interview, and had the oppurtunity to found the entrance at the early period of my medical life...

The only thing that i need to do is to work hard..study hard to find the "key" to be able to open the entrance door....The Entrance Exam for Pediatric Master is this 7th of January....and i am far from ready...Ya Allah, honestly, a bit clueless of what the questions will be, so clueless of what to read and to aim.....hmm....

But that what i need to do...to do what i suppose to do..preparing for it.,.as the entrance is just a starying for another life.....hopefully i manage to gather what its needed, and with HIS Will, I able to procede...For those who are here or not even here, do pray for me....I need all that prayer...as HE is the one who makes thing happened.....

Hunting for the ultimate ADLI's JEAN...

2007-12-26T15:25:00.000-08:00

It had been nearly 2 weeks the hunting started...

Peoples who know Adli, will definitely say I'm not a type of guy who wear jean...Yupp, it was a fact....it was...Yet the fact changed about nearly 2 years ago...just before i started my working days...

Jean, was for me..a piece of hard, thick piece of poorly coloured pants, with weirdly details and crooked cutting. To add to the misery explanation, the previous trend of wearing it beggy, super extra extra skinny and torn it apart, didn't appeal to me at all....It was to my disgust...Plus the image it depicted, was bad...was dark...

Yet saying that, i did wear jean at that age...suppose the nicer, better "sibling" of the jean...i wore the slack jean, the velvet jean, the "whatever" jean as long as that don't look like the "jean"....i didn't have or better say..i "hate" the faded jean..i wore white, black, blue jean... To conclude..i wore more of slack at one moment..and jean was not on my favourite list...even far from my vocabulary of clothing...

The turning point...was maybe due to my siblings and a few friends...Ya, Jani and Kak Ina, were just suddenly crazy with Levi's jeans... "Ya, kak ina baru tengok this new pair of jean kat levi's ..cun gila"...."Ya nak Levi's jean yek abang li for birthday ya"..."Jani pun nak jean jugak.."...."Ohh...i really like my Diva Levi's jean..".....The craziness didn't stop there...they spreading the "plague" to yours truly...."abang li beli la proper jean sikit...lawa tau...try levi's"...

I was not really "infected"...but i did bought my very own "first" jean after much persuasion...the buying process was tedious...i was wondering why i need to spend rather huge amount of money ....for a piece of "badly" created piece of pant.....Nope, it was not a Levi's ....It was my dear "Topman Jean"....haha..and it didn't cause a dime....for a piece of "trial"

Somehow the trial went really well....the "badly" jean...turn out to be true as what it suppose to be..a piece of durable, friendly, smart casual, fashionable piece....without i realizing it...it went from my hate list..to my daily wear attire.... I bought my 2nd and few months back..bought my 3rd...

Now, i'm in the hunt to search for the ultimate ADLI's Jean...before, money was a factor in the hunting..however, this year around, a working man, plus thinking the ULTIMATE Jean is an investment....maybe i'm willing to spend a bit more then usual....

The hunting was fun...realizing the different style and feel to every piece of jean...tried nearly more then 50 pairs already..from the normal Levi's to CK, to Guess, to Tough..and Energie.....yupp....i upgraded my label... Yet, it was not easy....not endowed with the perfect body...the hunting is not easy....looking for a low rise, straight fit nice looking jean...feel a bit sorry for few people that are so "sabar" melayan my karenah thro this period..

A weird fact i learned..usually most of the pants i tried...is long...i have to trim it short to my height...but Jeans at Energie is rather different...mostyly every nice piece...no need much trimming at all....hmm...and the cutting are nicely don..and the designs are edgy and wearable...fall in love with ity...hahaha...and the prices...are at least 800 bucks...hope to get a pair....huhu

Hmm....so I will stay alert, and hopefully the people accompany me will be tough enough and ready hunting for the ULTIMATE ADLI's Jean....

A great tailor....my tailor

2007-09-21T23:57:00.000-07:00

I remembered following abah and the whole family to AMICO in Kajang at night, waiting for abah to browse through the stack of "dull" looking cloth. Abah always ended with a black-gray-dark blue cloth, and left me wondering what so great about that "dull" looking cloth. After that hunting, the chinese guy, smartly in his nice pressed pant and well buttoned shirt with a measuring tape around his neck, will "metered" abah at weird specific angles. His name is Peter, and he is my father's personal tailor.

Through out the years of growing up, Abah had numerous pant, shirt and suit that were tailored made by Peter, he was then AMICO. As i grew a bit older, Peter shifted out from AMICO which he shared with his brother, to open his own tailor shop, SMART. A nice shop located near top floor of the famous Metro Kajang.

I barely remember my first experience having a tailor made pant, but it was definitely sewn by Peter. Honestly, i was then unable to appreciate what a tailor made pant means to a real man. Abah always scolded me about my "poor" appreciation of that piece of cloth worn by me. Abah could not be more right. Anybody can see all the traces of my walking path at the end of the pant, by the end of the year, i created a "nice" ragged trimming to my pants.

As the years passed by, I started to have numbers of pants and shirts from Peter. Things changed, and several things still stay the same. I do appreciate tailor made pants and shirts. Plus with my height and size, it was rather difficult to have a fitting length pant, other than my tailored made. That "dull" looking cloth, redefine itself to me as a rich durable piece of cloth. My favourite piece of Peter's hand made products, is definitely his creation of batik and shirt for me, and the nicely sewn Baju Melayu. I greatly into a tailor made cloth, yet as said, several things not changed, the traces of path i took, can still be seen on pants of mine..(haha....i can't help it, it was subconciously done).

Peter as a person, was a nice warm guy. He had been tailoring my father's since I was not born, My father is a client for 30 years. From my father's tailor, he became my tailor. Knowing me as "Anak Ali", he knew perfectly the fit of my father and mine. I remembered once when i was in Form 2, we went to him on tuesday with a piece of white cloth, and asking him to sew a baju melayu for me to be worn for Friday uniform. "Peter, hari khamis siap bolehkan", my father urged him." Oh yo, Ali, mana boleh, ini hari Selasa maa..."...etc etc.... As i know, that thursday, i received my Baju Melayu, and the next day, that baju melayu received lot of positive review and critics from numerous amateur fashion critics. Small adjustment of pants, sewing a sarong, trimming ya's pants, was a FOC service from Peter to our family.

My definite time to visit him is usually before Raya, a week or two before Raya. It had been a part of my raya to have a nicely tailored Baju Melayu from him, a piece that i treasured especially with the cloth i personally bought.

But this year, that piece of Baju Melayu, maybe will not be around..... Peter passed away several months back......For the last few days after knowing Peter's demise, i amazingly realised how surreal it felt to have my own tailor. It was a "taken for granted" privillage of mine. Did not realized how lucky i am to have a marvellous tailor since before i was born.

Sitting here, i am contemplating where to send the "kain" that i bought ;ast week, that suppose to be another of Peter's creation. Now, realized how difficult to replace him, as a tailor. And i know my father and I, are not the only two people who felt that way towards Peter's demise. Being human ... a lot of things that we take for granted. I was blinded to see how important to have Peter tailoring my cloth through out the years. I was lucky.....

Saying that, Yupp, i'm proud to say Peter was a great caring tailor...and he was my Tailor...

My OzExperience...

2007-09-16T05:49:00.000-07:00

Just got back from my trip to Sydney last two weeks...Was there for about 3 weeks...exploring the down under….

“Doctor, really free ker dapat cuti panjang macam nih?” Ultimately the answer is no…I applied for unpaid leave to be able to do that….so I left with a month without any income…with lot of things that need money around…yupp,it was a decision to make…yet some said…”when it come to adli, there is no decision to make”

So on 6^th of August 2007, the journey began. Touching the oz land for the first time, the memories started to collect itself. Waiting for the luggage for sometime, I only realized one of it will not be coming with me, when the belt rotating the same two begs after 15 minutes of waiting. Yupp, after ages of traveling (haha…macam dah tua aja)…I’m listed under one of the lost luggage victim.

The Australian custom is widely known to their “super” efficient. Losing a luggage, did not deter them to explore the neatly nicely pack luggage of mine. Luckily,nothing was left behind. 13 degress celcious… It was end of winter, the weather was still cold as I stepped trying to feel the Sydney’s air.

Sydney, as it claimed, has lot to offer. As tourist, Sydney Opera house, the bridge were first thing to see. The city is nice looking as well. The harbour, numerous beaches, visited number of it from Coagee,Bondi, Bonte even to Coagee. Myer,David Jones and Kak Ina’s fav QVB, most of it had my steps inside. Fish and chip, was my fav food there, tasted nearly everywhere,can’t forget the huge tender tasty fillet at Fish Market.

Wollongong, the northern beaches are a very beautiful place. Having kak ina around in Warilla,with her house just at the beach, it was a blessing. Roadtrip to Mount Kiara, Port Stephen,Bulli , the Great Ocean Road, Kiama and the blowhole, is precious. It should be in the “must visit” list of visitor to Sydney. Canberra trip, was cold with temperature of 3-5. It remind me of Putrajaya, yet ours is more magnificient. I really like Melbourne, it was a rather short stay there,yet I felt it was more friendly compare to Sydney. Blue Mountain trip was excellent.

Met lot of new friends, Fariz, Amirul, Jimmy, Qim, and Toyo to name a few, they put character and meaning to my stay there. Was lucky to be there at the right timing, as Malaysia fest was held on my last day there. At that moment, I was standing at Darling Harbour, wearing just cotton shirt and jean, with temperature of 25.

The Oz trip was excellent….see lot of magnificient views, experience different character, learning new things, and realizing lot of things…Travelling is always a learning experience…and I need it to realize something I usually take for granted…

As I was sitting on the stairs on my last day there at Malaysia Fest, a friend asked me, what was the best thing in my trip….It took me sometime to browse through the unforgettable, interesting eventful three week journey…looking for the best thing I gathered from it…..

Charting the top memories and experiences there, then I realized, the best thing was yet to come… Looking at my dear friend, I answered ….“To be back in Malaysia”….

The Triple-7

2007-07-07T08:19:00.000-07:00

It is nearly 2o minutes before the 7/7/7 end. It was one of the day that i really look forward to be part of it, especially 8 years ago, back in 1999.

My admiration towards no 7 start since i could start remembering things. "Li, apa nombor fav ko?" spontaneously i answered, "7, 27" ...but, i guess, it is not an amazing thing to adore the number 7...the number has a great reputation in it resume. My reasons on liking 7, are not that strong, my birth cert end with the lucky 007, plus my birthday is on 27th.

As i like no 7, back in Form 5, the idea of cherishing the 7/7/7 crossed our mind. Khabbab, came out with the idea to meet up in this date and to see how things changed since then, and maybe to plan something for us to do together. Ahmad Adam Hassan was also part of it. As we put our promise together, i did laughed and wondered with khabbab, why we need to wait for the date, cause we most probably talking or meeting each other a day before that. So sure of how close we were then, we did not even thought, a meeting like this should be planned seriously, like time, venue, and a promise should be made what ever happened.

By the way, as the day came this morning, i was not sleeping, infact i was doing my CTG round with HC Tee in the labour ward. Yupp, i was oncall. No better way to welcome the day by being awake, looking at mother's perineum. Saying that, i did welcome baby to the world on this day. Oncall together with 2 Shaz and Tee, was a pleasant experience. The day was hectic actually. Managed to glob a nice dinner in bangsar before the triple 7 came. It was also a day, people fight to tie knot of marriage, Jamilah Hanum is one of them.

Nothing much really happened today on my side, it is actually my usual Saturday. Currently, i'm sitting doing overnight locum, while trying to nibbling on Cheesy Twisties. The triple-7 by now, is over.

How I do wish that the promise made back 8 years ago.....do happen today.....yupp...kita totally hanya merancang.....

LOVE pertama

2007-06-23T09:05:00.000-07:00

CINTA PERTAMA "My Girl" ....I watched this movie about a year ago......and it is among my favourite movie....Few things make this movie "special" to me....My recon ..is for you to watch it to appreciate it...especially to those who are around my batch...that enjoy the simple sweet life of our primary school years

The message was rather simple, but as said, a simple thing usually had the strongest impact...it is about cinta pertama....first love...Interpretation of love was rather simplified in this 2 hours journey....love is introduce to the simple base it can be.....a sincere and honest relationship...This movie is not about how to fall in love, how sweet the love was, how hard to get the true love...it was far from that....and because of this...the movie was special...as it documenting ...love in it (among) purest form...

Love...is a big word...yet it is underestimated in most circumstances...." aku love dia"..." i truly love you"..."love, love, love"...we always surrounded by people who had said it....some say it once...some say it 10 times...some even say it hundreds of time....yet i guess....the most interesting form of love...is among the person who did not say the word "love".......but deeply and truly in love....

Bila cakap about love...people thing about a couple....love is not limited to it, infact the strongest LOVE is not even near that....love to allah, the rasuallah, parents...family, friends....are what love suppose to be felt like....nevertheless...love that we usually use...is a different kind of love...

Hmm,....back to the movie...yupp the message was simple ...."first" love in a children life as he enter the real world...and how warm and familiar it feel...much of us didn't realised the feeling...watching this movie..make me wonder....the "first" love that i may have years ago

The movie is beautiful, a masterpiece..infact every single frame ...every single scene captures moments....a lot of crop were use wisely ..like the "couple" bird....the yellow tree.....the rubberband....As it was set back in the late 1980 to early 1990...i bet my batch will smile with familiarity of life then..main getah, main kad, main masak masak, hari kanak kanak and the performance, naik bas sekolah, aiskrim batang, kena kutu, the fat guy as ganster sekolah....the anak orang kaya etc etc ....watching it..i can remember how warm it felt....Plus the songs...hahaha...it was cute and nice...Hmm....it was a simple movie...yet it make me feel warm and simple....

By the way, yasmin ahmad was sitting next to me, laughing and i guess equally touched by the movie...and i can see the same "air",when i watch her film "mukhsin" ...few months back......Hmmm...i always remember the day i watched the movie....i will never forget...as i love the movie...the vcd is in my collection...thank you...(-_-)

Hmm.....someone asked me....have u ever have a first love..?.......only HE knows......

Lil Ariff Birthday

2007-05-29T06:42:00.000-07:00

Ariff turned 3 last saturday...hmm...dah besar dah dia..unfortunately i was in penang for Kak anis's wedding..and i missed his birthday bach kat alamanda...with his own selection of cake...

Seeing ariff growing up..being part of it...hard to explain...writing this thingy here...i can hear ariff playing around outside...dah petah betul bercakap with all his remarks and unbelieveable wittiness...making noises...singing all those songs from all the famous artist....my dear nephew is so updated..

As kak ijah always wrote in her blog...yupp, tak sudah sudah ariff with all his helah ...something that i can't expect from a three years old...

Hahahaha, ariff just ran in ...and asked me this question.."Boleh tak ariff makan papali?"...."buat apa nak makan papali"....silent a while, maybe fikir that papali maybe too big too eat and not that good maybe because of all that fat..."hmm...mana kuih papali yang papali makan tuh?"...."dah habis la ariff.."..."hmm dah habis...ala...nanti atuk beli kuih untuk ariff laa"...and he ran out of the room....hehehe...what was he thinking...(Hearing he saying.."sian mamaya,,,mamaya sakit ker mamaya?"....apa pulak laa dia kacau mamaya tuh....)Mana laa dia belajar suma benda tuh...hahhaa....maybe from his ummi...knowing kak ijah....hahahah...

Remembered one story..kak ijah told me about his new "tabiat"....as ariff now a kindergardener(hahahha...ada ker such word)...he woke up rather early....to get ready for his own.."work"......and after bath..he will stand in front of the mirror ...holding comb and trying hard to do something with his hair..kak ijah, looking at his effort...trying to help him..."biar ummi tolong meh"...he refused and said.."jangan laa ummi..ariff nak buat rambut macam papali.."....after sometime..he turned around ...seeking for approval.."macam rambut papali tak ummi...hensem tak ariif ummi...macam papali tak ummi..."...

Everybody can sing...yet to get the right tune, pitch, and the lyric is a difficult task..especially for a 3 years old....but not for my lill ariff....i had to honoured him with a very delicate ears to sound..that he able to capture the tune even at first hearing..."Menyanyi kerana gembira....menari kerana gembira.." with his "mic" in his hand..Among his best "performance" will be lagu my heart...and lagu papali "sampai ku menutup mata".......hmmm he just not sing it...he feel the song...ogy will definitely love him if he enter AF,as he will be able to "gali" and understand the song well......hehe....his fav song currently is izinkan ku pergi....he even able to take the high note rather perfectly...bravo lil ariff....the "next" af champ..hahaha

"mamaya bukak pintu...mamasu bukak pintu..ariff nak salam..ariff nak balik".....Yet, i guess the best thing about ariff now...is his ability to appreciate and be part of the family...he now understand that he is Ariff Hakimi, the son of ummi and abah, cucu atuk ali n nenek, ariff mamana, papali, mamaya,mamasu and kak uswa, cicit oyang doyah, abang adik aufa.....

There is nothing much more important than a family ties.....mak and abah since we all 5 beradik kecik, always instill inside every one of us..how special a family bond is....like all normal siblings fighting, gaduh etc, were part of our every day lives....and being the only boy...i was having the hard time to fit in..or maybe my sisters had tough time to live with me....prove...all of them had scars,thanks to me...Yet,mak and abah,had always keep us all together...Jani buat hal, 5 -5 kena marah, li buat salah, all the five got scolded, ya tarik muka, all the 5 kena panggil....sometime i can't understand the significant....but allah knows better, mak abah knows better....growing up....i thank that.There is nothing more important than family. As mak reminded me in one of my mak's session.."li....always remember.li...u have the best siblings in the whole world...nothing like your sisters....."......and i could not agree more....

Looking at ariff, fitting in well in the family of Atuk Ali and Nenek Nyonya...papali hope, u learn better than ur uncle....Ariff have a great potential and hopefully we all can shape and teach him to be a wonderful muslim....a 3 years old.....that is my lill nephew, Ariff Hakimi....Happy Birthday Ariff....

p/s-Slide courtesy of kak ijah at www.sup-ekor.blogspot.com

Gather at heart...

2007-05-21T06:41:00.000-07:00

AMSA was part of my life when i was a medical student...and it had been kind of surreal for me for the past 2 months...when...memories from AMSA started to flow back into my life..

Started with my trip to bangkok..where i met Kong in MBK ....and had lunch with A and his parents...Followed by a week after that, Joel from Phillipines came to KL, where we hang around at Dome, Bukit Bintang for coffee and cake..Out of the blue, Taka from Japan called me last 2 weeks, and 2 hours later, i was sitting with him having blended mocha at coffee bean midvalley...and just few days back...i met with Adi and Winnu from Indonesia where we watched Spiderman 3 at Blitz Megaplex in Jakarta, chatted with Kristo in my apartment's living room at 1 in the morning...and playing around with Adi's niece and nephew in Cibubur...Managed to IM online with Nana in Amsterdam and Fumi in Nara yesterday..talking to Apple in Taiwan currently

In short, few things had changed, in fact the major things are....we are no longer an AMSAsian where we all met...no more a medical student...responsibilty is different....some had gain weight...(saying that...most had gained weight)...conversation shifted from clinical theory to everyday experience and personal opinion...dreams are now more realistic and objective....most grew prettier...sweeter..and matured...Love to hear and share how things had evolved in our small little world through this relatively short period of time....

Yet, something is not change ..and hopefully will never change...the bond.....the special bond...although we are from different background...yet the sincerity of an honest friendship that was grew in AMSA...nurtured a strong special bond...

Nicholas Fung, or Nick, sum it best through his sms this morning.."I know exactly what you mean. We still gather at heart".....

the long hiatus..

2007-05-20T04:59:00.000-07:00

Yupp, it had been so long..ages as i like to say it...i always say i have lot of things to share ...but never get posted here ...I'm not sure why it was hard to write...

"Napa dah lama tak update your blog?"..."Linyer blog tak der paper yang baru pun?" ..."Ur sis blog r more updated than yours"..."Li ...bz sangat ker?"..."Writer's block yek.."...all of those statement...question....

Hmm...i don't have writer's block...neither was busy...just that ...the mood of writing was basically not there when in front of the screen..it just went blur ...and tup tap...i moved on..without living a trace in this blog of mine...

It had been 10 months since i started my journey as a doctor...it had been a rollercoaster journey...sad, happy, fear, lonely, blur, name it..there are all mixed up creating a termendous picture of my journey through this short yet "long" 10 months...

Several things happened, several things don't happened, several things just stay the same....Kak Ina is in Sydney, Aufa Zahidi is part of my life, Ariff already in kindergarden, Infectious Disease is my new love, O&G is what i'm doing right now, browsed bangkok and stayed in jakarta,hosted tv program, being 50 most eligible bachelor, involved in accident, ....that just part of it...meeting and losing people..indulging numerous tasty stuff...in and out of health...feeling up, down,and in between it...are partly, ofthe other part of it....

I know i had been missing lot of memories that i can browse through if i managed to capture it here .....yet ..they must be reason why it won't end up here ....everything must be for a reason...

Nevertheless, i'm back..had started writing back for the last one month...the little white and black book...writing in blog is interesting...but the classical way of noting the moments are best done by hand and paper...

For people who had been asking me for a long long time...it was not because of all of those reason...i was just re-organizing myself, refining my attitude, and redefining my mind....I guess...hahaha...but saying that, thank you for people who were concerned about me...i'm not blogging for people to read about myself...yet, i'm glad as people step in inside here to peek and feel what my life felt...

Hope this is the end of ....a long hiatus...

till the end ...

2006-12-17T03:28:00.000-08:00

I'm addicted to this song .....so addicted...it just ...lovely...

farewell.....

2006-12-17T03:06:00.000-08:00

I love this song......

Ku mengerti perpisahan ini
Bukan kerana kau membenci
Tapi kasih yang pernah ku beri
Tiada lagi bersama

Sering, kala aku terlihatkan mu
Impian nan indah bersulam bahagia

Ku harungi hari demi hari
Bersama wajah tak mungkin akan kembali
Tapi hati masih tak terima
Ditinggalkan sengsara

Keraguan ini bukanlah padamu
Perasaan hati masih rindu
Kekalutan ini hanyalah untukku
Tercari-cari bayanganmu
Tak sanggup aku kehilangan
Kehilanganmu...
Masih tercari-cari...

Keraguan ini bukanlah padamu
Masih tercari-cari bayanganmu
Tak sanggup aku kehilanganmu

Raya 2006

2006-10-25T02:53:00.000-07:00

This year, the lucky 24th October 2006, declared to be the celebration day for all the fasting muslims all over malaysia. Yupp, it was Raya 2006. It just 2 days after the celebration of Festival of Lights, the Deepavali.

"li dapat cuti raya tak?". Funny, this year i'm a working man already. From the receiving end, just by less than a year, now i'm in the giving end.Raya,will be an arguments(later), to get the leave to celebrate it. Luckily this year, even its my first year working, allah granted me with 7 days holiday to glorify the eid. From hoping to get just a day leave on raya day itself, it added to few days and end up 7 days it goes. Yupp, partly because of my birthday will be this coming friday.

"Li balik kampung mana?,". This is my second year of raya in our new manzil, the kampung teras jernang. It is officially our kampung for my parents, my siblings and our children later. Raya here, is nice, it have the kampung feeling, yet as most of the residence here are in their 30's and 40's, most do went back to other places. Basically, Desa Sentosa only have 15 families in it. Yet, takbir was still on, even only 10 of them rounding the houses with the great takbir.This year sembahyang raya was at Masjid Teras Jernang.

"Boleh dapat duit raya tak?". Yupp this year, as said, i'm changing role to the giving end. How it feel? Hmm...it feels good, nicer actually. It is actually a gift from HIM to let me have the ability to give. I'm not wealthy neither get the bonus, but the little amount that i can contribute, make me feel better, even maybe to the receiving end, it was nothing. Yupp, definitely, it feel good to be part of the contributor.

In short, few things had changed this Raya:
1. Arif can actually talk-and really mean it.

2. I bought my own kain, tailored it, bought my butang and songkok-first time of songkok hunting at jalan tar.

3. Tukar duit raya- even it didn't work out that well, but the feeling of changing small new bank notes was satisfying.

4. Buying raya gift- it is good to give as said, but the point to search for it, was tiring-clueless of what to buy. Next year, i hope it will be a better gift hunting.

5. The raya leave......

6. Shopping stuff-this year, as a working man, having own money.....

and few others that...

Nevertheless saying that, some things will never change....like being with the family, kemaafan di pagi raya....and visiting important relatives......raya maybe change it colours now and then...yet the real meaning of it...is still crystal clear if we look at it sincerely....by the way...Selamat Hari Raya Aidulfitri, thousand forgiveness and do pray for me...wasalam

(Pic courtesy of neo_gillain:
1,2.3. First raya with arif, at Uncle Nordin's house-arif had a bad hair day)

Bukan Diriku...

2006-10-14T22:45:00.000-07:00

I like this song......hmm....

Setelah kupahami aku bukan yang terbaik
Yang ada di hatimu
Tak dapat kusangsikan
Ternyata dirinyalah yang mengerti kamu
Bukanlah diriku ..

Kini maafkanlah aku
Bila aku menjadi bisu kepada dirimu
Bukan santunku terbungkam
Hanya hatiku berbatas 'tuk mengerti kamu
Maafkanlah aku..

Walau ku masih mencintaimu
Ku harus meninggalkanmu
Ku harus melupakanmu
Meski hatiku menyayangimu
Nurani membutuhkanmu
Ku harus merelakanmu

Dan hanyalah dirimu
Yang mampu memahamiku
Yang dapat mengerti aku

Ternyata dirinyalah
Yang sanggup menyanjungmu
Yang ramah menyentuhmu
Bukanlah diriku..

Such an honest, nice song...with excellent creation of rhythm...and thanks to a dear friend for the lovely postcard above...

The new title...the life...

2006-08-26T00:19:00.000-07:00

Yupp, new life...new life...in University Hospital...

and this is what life....

2006-07-30T05:51:00.000-07:00

It is only about a day ...before i step into a new part in my life, the world of working. It had been a memorable 4 months, it seems long yet now realising it was short, it seems boring yet now it was sweet, it was nearly everything. I was not learning much, yet i learn mostly everything.

The past few days, had been moments of appreciating what had happened thro out the years...The past 4 months itself had been a marvellous collection of events..

I started my months with lot of islamic classes, fom arabic, to quran to hadith...nearly every morning were filled with islamic classes, my time with my lovely parents...the first two months were basically sedentary...more of a homely erson, most of the time were spent at home...with once a twice evening outing a week..

Yet, the holiday started changing it pace...late mei with the trip to thailand, from thailand to pulau kapas to kuala terrenganu to guar chempedak to johor bahru, then to kuching, next to ulu sepri and finally to medan...even i can't make it to faser hill with puchang..(kind of really miss the moment), but i have to say, the journey was nice

I met several new peole, the number is rather small, yet they are great person, and from different background. Syed shahrizal, turned to be my best buudy, Isma Yusof and Intan Norazlina, two great inspiring photographer and actor, Khairul, a nice guy, are among those. I know my parents classmates from Uncle Mat, Cik Nya to Pak Abu, and infact i know the whole tour group. The number as i said is small, yet i'm so grateful to allah to meet me with this people.

I know numbers of people online, and they had been opening my eyes on certain field, cheering me up when i'm bored, informing me new information that i tend to ignore, and something speak about nothing.

I thought of tracking down my old friends, teachers and organize some gathering, but this part did not happen. The only thing i managed to do was to met with Ai Peng, had some session with Nager, and some medic collegue at Ulu Sepri, met with Amir Hamzah once and several others. Yet i managed to met with my senior, lovely Antz, Adlin, Alifah at Kuching, Ayie and Yusra at Guar Chempedak and Puchang.

It had been a great 4 months....a time i surely remember....

the hectic 3 weeks

2006-06-09T23:49:00.000-07:00

It had been the most hectic 3 weeks ...after 2 months of ber"tapa" at home...it started with bangkok trip, rest for 2 days, than terengganu island and kuala terenganu trip, rest for a day, went to guar chempedak kedah, for ayie's wedding...talking about "lepas geram" some will say...

So, lot of stories to tell, happenings through out the period, it is impossible to share every bit of it...in a nutshell, all the trip, is unique by itself...

I will put lot of snapshot ....to conclude most of the important event ..people say..picture tells a thousand words....i believe in that...

(picture courtesy of Antz's MMS, from her mobile phone, taken nearly a year ago, at coffee bean mid valley)

Ala Makan Ala Manda

2006-05-18T03:37:00.000-07:00

Date :15 May 2006, Monday
Time :8.30pm
Venue :Alamanda Foodcourt, Putrajaya
Participants :Alia(Ya), Azhani(jani), Megat, Syed Shahrizal, Adli
Occasion :Dinner
Theme :Bukak Puasa Di Alamanda

Monday is always a day for someone...Some hate it..Some love it..But most don't care about it....Yet, last monday, was a monday that we loved it...

Yupp, again it was dinner outing. Five of us, Ya, jani, megat, syed and I. Anyway, it was just a simple dinner, but the outing was yet meaningful.

Ya ordered Ginger Beef Noodle, Jani with her black pepper rice and i opted for Chicken Wing Fried Rice. Megat went Kelantanese with Nasi Kerabu while Syed choosed the conventional Mee Kari. As usual, drinks were from carrefour...thinking we have to pay more for a similar drink...Mineral water is a must...As said, Alamanda Foodcourt, is among the best foorcourt in KL...foods are fairly nice...nothing much to comment on it..

As usual...dessert...we opted to try another waffle...that time it was Golden Banana...we thought of having ice cream after that...but by the time we finished 3 quarter of it...everyone ..raised their white flag...saper lagi..the poor me..had to finish the leftovers...as usual laa

Hmm, so when is the next food outing...with those 5 ..hehe....loving it

(picture courtesy of neo_gillain
All taken at Alamanda Foodcourt, 15 May 2006
1. Jani with her black pepper rice
2-3.Syed and Adli doing what they do best..eating
4.Adli,gedik pose(geli gila) with his chicken wing fried rice
5.Ya,smiling her mouth full and Megat poking food
6.Ya, again gedik with her ginger beef noodle
7.The most gedik pose of all, Mr Syed with his Mee Kari
8.Jani, and Me...trying to swallow the food...

Gloomy Hafazan Morning..

2006-05-17T20:25:00.000-07:00

It's gloomy from early this morning...it had been raining continously since morning...something that seldom happen for the pass few months ..especially since we moved in to this new "manzilli"...

Hmm, now even it's 11.25am ...about an hour before the hottest sun supposed to shine...it's still gloomy...but in a good way...it set the mood today to be slow...and ...calming in a way...it's thursday...alhamdulillah...several of my family member are fasting today...it just surreal...

Sitting on the computer sofa...after the late morning shower...i'm supposed to continue with my hafazan...hmm...going slowly with it...with the small quran and headphones...playing back to back...the surah...hmm...hopefully i can cover the two surah by tomorrow morning

It is so tranquil to sit here..looking through the windows to the view outside...it is not an amazing scenery ones would eagerly want to see, but looking outside...at the few construction sites, green unattended lots, raindrop, wet roads, white blury blue sky...and some slow pace happening...like orange yellow school bus...children coming back from school...and birds chipping sheltering on the roof...it set the right mood for a hafazan morning...with my ears hearing HIS words....

That's urge me to share this moment....hmm...it maybe means nothing to most...but it do means something to me....

p/s-i should continue with my hafazan...hmm...

(picture courtesy of neo_gillain
1. View from window at the computer sofa at Ali Rahok's house, 18 May 2005, Desa Sentosa
2. Adli Hafazan Quran and headphones on a computer table, 18 May 2005, Desa sentosa)

dessert indulgence....

2006-05-09T02:45:00.000-07:00

I love food ..everyone knows that ....and here are some nice dessert that i had been trying for the last hmm...3 weeks ...

1. Secret Recipe- Chocolate Indulgence- It was 25th of May 2005, It was tuesday.Not my first encounter with this particular cake, i tried it several times. Only i managed to actually took a picture of it, before i managed to grob all of it in my stomach haha...The outing was at Mid Valley after "wayang session" My Girl-Cinta Pertama....Cake was courtesy of Mr Syed Syahrizal, kosong poket ko syed..haha.

So what nice about this cake? maybe it's the layering of cream and chocolate and the different texture of it different layer. It is not that sweet neither really creamy,...Not really a chocolate lover type of cake neither the rich texture lover...it is something for the people in between....u have to eat it cool, and it kind of soggy if u take a long time to eat it...overall..nice cake for people trying to have different feeling and taste at one go...3.5/5..i think...

2. Vanilla Ice Cream Waffle-Alamanda Food Court-Outing with my family to Carrefour alamanda never complete with various food hunting at Alamanda Food Court...So that day...we decided to try the waffle..jani was the one who made the choice and ordered it...it look really nice...and pretty big..haha...definately not a dessert for one...but it is maybe enough for a single meal...

The waffle...is not really heavy, it is kind of light. The texture was perfect, between crispy and soft, giving waffle its real identity. It was again not that sweet. the topping was adequate, vanilla ice cream, chocolate syrup, with nuts...nothing much to comment on it. Combination of both...was okay. It can be better if the waffle was made heavier, making it more firm and more feeling. Overall, dessert that adequate to be eaten by 2-4 person after a nice meal, perfect for a night supper outing...when craving for something simple yet sound pretty...haha

(picture courtesy of neo_gillain
1. Chocolate Indulgence, half of it inside Adli Ali, 25th April 2006, Secret Recipe Mid Vally Megamall
2. Adli with his big tongue and the vanilla waffle, 30th April 2006, Alamanda Food Court)

at last...THe pHoNE after 4 years

2006-05-09T01:34:00.000-07:00

Hmm, it was 1st of May 2006...outing with my mak and kak ina to KLCC..it was monday...Suddenly my dear Nokia 3530...blank...

"Hmm,...napa tak nak on nih?".."Battery kong kot!!"..."hmm..kena tukar battery nih"...she won't switch on, everytime i pushed the powerbutton...she will blink for a second ...and then shut off...i was all the time there blaming the battery....thought of getting a new battery for her...

Arriving home...i brought her to Warta Bangi...trying to give him the medicine that she need to stay alive ,...from one shop to another...from one battery to another....she won't woke up....i was getting worried....some "phone doctor" said..."ni bukan battery...ni telepon nih..kena hanta baiki"...some said.."beli baru aja laa....sudah lama laa"...some just ...won't comment...by that time...part of me knew that ...she's dying...but i still had hope...i brought her to an expert...

admitting her to the "phone hospital" i had to wait 30 minute for diagnosis being made....by the end of it...the diganosis was revealed...never that i know...it was my Nokia 3530 last breath...her way to say good bye to me...Hmm...it had been 4 years ...4 years of memories together...from being blue...to gold...from prepaid to postpaid...she had been involved in hundreds of accident, falls...but she survived...never that i knew ....she was suffering ....i hope she had a good life with me...

I went back.....alone....

but i knew i had to move on...so ,,,by that night...i made a decision...there are a better phone for me...it had been 4 years ..it's time for her to go...and for me to move on..i remember it had been nearly 2 years my sister especially ya and jani..complaining.."abng li tukar laa handphone tuh....boleh baling anjing pun mati tau"....and i always reply..."hmm...mana ada duit..malas nak tukar...tunggu sampai hilang ataupun rosak.."...so...as i said ...now she is rosak...i had to get a new one...

By that night, i was browsing thro profile of potential next companion...i narrowed down to motorola L6 and nokia 3230....asking my sister especially kak ina for opinion..."lebih baik amik nokia li...li dah familiar"...asking syed for his opinion.."nokia nih the best hp laa...aku gerenti ko sukanya...aku gegila nyer recommend"....so...by the end of the day..i'm pretty keen of getting nokia 3230 to be my next companion...

The next day....at Warta the search began...hmm...it was hard...that particular day..most of the shop...was out of stock...for her...leaving me with only one small shop beside an escalator that had only one of it left...hmm...eagerly to grab it that day...i took it...

She was born to me on 3rd of May 2006, at 7.00pm, at warta bangi..she was black..estimated at rm788 with plastic casing...and she was smiling...I knew ..insyallah i will have a great time with her....Nokia 3230....i'm yet to name her.....

Thanks to mak and abah for paying half of it first....thanks to ya and jani...for being really excited...thanks to kak ina to remind me nokia is better..thanks to syed to eagerly forcing me to by the same phone but black....but the most importnat thing...all of these is allah takdir ..my rezeki.....i can never stop bersyukur...

My first smartphone and i'm still learning about her and adapting to her...and i wish i can use it wisely..hmm...

(picture coutesy of neo_gillain
1.Memory with Nokia 3530, Alamanda Food Court with Alia,30th April 2006, was talking on the phone,
2,3,4. My Nokia 3230 with plastic casing, 6 days old, adli's bed and Jani's computer table, 9 May 2006)

Adli, reporting...

2006-05-09T01:06:00.000-07:00

yupp...been ages since my last post ...i had lot to share for sure ...some had been there ...ready to be posted..yet waiting for it to be completed...just there was no urge to do so..

however today...i have the energy...realised that ...lot of happenings had been going on...involving various product endorsement..hehe, multiple personality, trays of food, zillion mixed of emotion...it is a world of happening....here..we goes...

(picture courtesy of neo_gillain, Secret Recipe, MidValley Megamall,25 April 2005)

hair matsuo..

2006-04-22T02:11:00.000-07:00

I got a haircut....at last..... after, nearly 5 weeks with that all "serabai hair"..haha. Let's talk about it

Venue : Shunji Matsuo Mid Valley Megamall
Date : 18 April 2006 (Tuesday)
Time : 1615 Hour

I talked about it for nearly 2 weeks, about getting a haircut. Finally i promised myself, i had to do it, that day, that tuesday, no matter what happened. I called Linda, told her that i will be coming rather late maybe at 4.30pm, as i was still in my abah's car at 3.45pm. She asked me if i can come earlier, to make sure her stylist student will still be around.

I made it, i arrived at 4.15pm sharp at Shunji Mid Vally. The savvy amt, is a brilliant car!!( Haha, nope,i drove between the speed limit, it was just the traffic was good, i guess...haha). Fortunately, my appoinment was the last one that day.

It was my first experiment in a hair academy...it turned out to be really cool....lot of hair stylist jargons were being heard...things like "box cut".."masculine look", feminine curve...straight cut etc ..what i know...the my hair strands were the "white mice"...

I had a nice gentle hair wash from a lovely chinese girl...who wore a nice white dress....a new trainee u can say...she was just really hmm....nice..hahaha...and my hair was being cut mainly by a funky young chinese guy...that wore some sort of a hip hop lost side full centre haircut...he wore baggy jeans with that baggy shiny bling bling shirt...Linda was lawyas around explaining, teaching, scolding, laughing and always there to chat with me between her lecture...there were two other trainess standing ...amazingly looking and concentrating on their white mice...

The final result....i like it.........it just me ....no much different from my usual haircut....it just the feel that is really different.....

Surely...my first time..definetely not the last time...!!!

(p/s-i took picture both before and after...with linda and my hair stylist....yet i accidently deleted the file....hmm...not my luck...)

am i making the right choice..??

2006-04-08T09:43:00.000-07:00

You Should Get a MD (Doctor of Medicine)

You're both compassionate and brilliant - a rare combination.

You were born to be a doctor.

What Advanced Degree Should You Get?

My ideal career...hmmm

2006-04-08T01:23:00.000-07:00

Your Career Type: Social

You are helpful, friendly, and trustworthy.
Your talents lie in teaching, nursing, giving information, and solving social problems.

You would make an excellent:

Counselor - Dental Hygienist - Librarian
Nurse - Parole Officer - Personal Trainer
Physical Therapist - Social Worker - Teacher

The worst career options for your are realistic careers, like truck driver or farmer.

What's Your Ideal Career?

i'm not for you...

2006-04-07T00:19:00.000-07:00

someone asked me to hear this song by rossa...i did not amazed by it when i heard it for the first time...however, about 2 days ago, i was browsing through the LAGU folder, and under ROSSA-this song attracted me to double click and play it...and this what the song is all about

Dahulu kau mencintaiku - Once,i was your everything
Dahulu kau menginginkanku- Once, i was all that you want
Meskipun tak pernah ada jawabku - Even i never say anything
Tak berniat kau tinggalkan aku - Never, you leave me

Sekarang kau pergi menjauh - Now, you are far away
Sekarang kau tinggalkan aku - Now, you left me alone
Disaat ku mulai mengharapkanmu - When i started to have feeling for you
Dan kumohon maafkan aku - And i seek forgiveness from you
Aku menyesal tlah membuatmu menangis - as i cause the tears flowing from your eyes
Dan biarkan memilih yang lain - and lead you to choose someone else

Tapi jangan pernah kau dustai takdirmu - But don't ever you change what had written
Pasti itu terbaik untukmu - It is the best for you
Janganlah lagi kau mengingatku kembali - Don't look at me
Aku bukanlah untukmu - I'm not for you
Meski ku memohon dan meminta hatimu - Altough, i persuade you to accept me again
Jangan pernah tinggalkan dirinya - Never, left her ...
Untuk diriku - For Me

Yupp, hmm, maybe a sad song. No turning back..hmm... The nice thing about this song, is the feel of the woman, realising she miss the oppurtunity, yet accepting it as it is...Even it is too late, for her to realise that she loves the guy...but she also realise.... that's the way it should be...it is about accepting a "takdir".

Make us realised, not everything is about ourself...

suzana @ 60

2006-04-06T23:17:00.000-07:00

Ahmad Jais, Jeffrydin, Afida ES, A Rahman Hassan- yupp they are artists of the 60's. And they are the ones that i met yesterday night. It was Suzana @ 60, the theater musical.

The journey started when Hafidz called. Hmm, hafidz was one of my medical patient when i was doing my obstretric posting, a 22 years old student at UTP,came with fever, cough, shortness of breath, etc etc etc. Anyway, he came for a clinic follow up, and sent me a sms, informing it, asking if i was around so we can hang around. Unfortunately, my car is still servicing, not able to be there in HUKM.

"Akum, bro, ko kat mana?", his voice from the other side. "Hehe, kat umah laa, sorry la keta service, so apa macam sakit?" i replied...and etc etc etc.."Eh, li, aku nak ajak ko kuar ni, kalau ko free la, aku nak ajak tengok teater kat istana budaya"...."ko minatkan teater ni", he added. Who can say no...in the middle of boredom, like "orang mengantuk disorongkan bantal"...

So, at 6.45, i was walking out from putra klcc, serching for "a botak guy" outside of DOME, as he mentioned "ehh, aku baru botak kepala". So, we hang around,updating each other on happenings, waiting for magrib before we drove to istana budaya.

Quite a large crowd, hmm, but not much publicity about it, was wondering. I was clueless about this theater, and on the poster written, from 7th to 9th april...hmm isn't that night was 6th. Anyway, it turned out to be a preview for press conference, and a recording session for RTM's 60 years anniversary. Hmm...., ohh yeah, hafidz got this 2 free tickets from his sister, who came with her beau.

The show was more like a tribute to 60's, with partly a concert theater style. A musical theater to celebrate the 60's. The lead, zul yahya and fazura, played the lead, mahmud and suzana. But i guess, the real ingredients of this musical, was the involvement of more than 15 60's veterens, performing on stage live, singing their heart out, with the famous 60's songs. Song like janji, tak mengapa, cincin emas, yale yale, syurga idaman, bersyukur, was brought back to it real entity.Hmm....some sound really familiar, and some were new to my ears. I like "tak mengapa" the most...it really a "hmm...ahh" song..hahaha...

The show is not the best musical,maybe not even good "kot..(hehe) lot of flaws, and i can see it was like "pergi kat tangga..and than..uhukk uhukk uhukk". Yet, the twist of bringing back the 60's artists on stage, which again, i guess, the main objective of the musical, make it, the musical, as an acceptable production. Hmm, and at the end of the show, they announced that we can join the stage, the press can meet the artist, and the show will start by 7th till 9th, and all the tickets are sold out. SOLD OUT...ohh okay, now i know why not much publicity was put into it, they don't need it.

As i was discussing with hafidz on the way back, i realised, Suzana@60 is not a production to make money or to create the best musical, but it was a tribute, to restore back the 60's in the new generation. And as it sold out, it has it own audience.

Imagine in 30 years from now, maybe i will be one of the ticket holder, in a musical title.."Siti@90"....hmm...

my best list...

2006-03-21T06:09:00.000-08:00

Hmm....u know i love eating ....i realised several of my best thingy to eat...hehe

***READY TO GO ICECREAM-NESTLE TROPHY ALMOND NUT CHOC- It was so rich, and it only cost RM2. The texture was rich, it was feeling, and ohh my god, worth it. A great icecream.

***IKAN PANGGANG-MID VALLEY OASIS PORTUGESE GRILLED PARI- You will know this stall. THe serving size is good, around 3 pieces of ikan pari, with lady fingers, and spicy tasty chili paste. THe sotong, is also a great dish. It only cost RM5.60, and located at mid valley, with that huge serving, it is a great deal!! Ohh yeah, with mineral water, and diet coke from carrefour. That is barely more than RM7.

***BEST DRINK-PLAIN WATER- I try to cut down my flavoured, or coloured drinks about a year ago, and i had done a great job. But one thing i realised is, nothing can beat plain water as the ultimate drink. It is cheap, it is clear, great for thirst, and it is just pure. Seriously!!

***BEST FLAVOURED DRINK- SAN FRANCISCO EXTREME MOCCA-BUY ONE FREE ONE- I have to vote for san fransisco, because of the great deal. Nothing beat the buy one get one free deal. Even though, i love coffee bean mocca, and GJ Mocca special, but because of the deal, i tend to stay put with san fransicco's extreme mocca. Why pay for the same price for one, when u can get 2, with nearly the same taste.....

***BEST MALL DISH OTHER THAN RICE- LAKSA SHACK, NYONYA LAKSA- It is marvellous. The saving was big!! I really do think laksa shack did quite a good job in restoring laksa to the mall community, and the idea to come out with new type of laksa is better. The Nyonya laksa, is the best. The gravy is rich and freamy, with enough spice, and adequate thickness. Bali, Sarawark and Thai Laksa are interestingly nice to try as well.

hahaha...okaylah..my sis want to use the computer...i will continue my best list for sure...c ya guys...wasalam

the last day of my exam..

2006-03-21T05:44:00.000-08:00

Hmm, 21st march 2005...the last day of my exam...my clinical viva was today morning first session...hmm...how do i feel...tah laa...not sure

Cocnclusion...it was an experience that i will never forget ...my long case was Schizoprenia secondary to throtoxicosis complicated with heart failure, post thyrodectomy for a week, currently in her eight pregnancy, with 3 abortions. It was a hard case to clerk and examine in an hour, only god knows how i felt sitting there writing and wondering. My short cases were cushing, multiple gestation and ACL. The examiners-long case-Prof Zaleha, Prof Hamid, Prof Thambi, Prof Syed, Dr Asma. short case- Prof Ng, Prof Shahidan, Prof Rahman, Prof Syaraf.

One thing i realised being up there at 10th floor, was the good and nice feeling, of having people knowing and care about you.The best thing and what really touched me was all the PKs, Kakak, KJs, doctors and registras, that kept wishing me, asking how was it, and look at me with such a warm look.

Maybe i'm not the distinction student at this time, the long case was tiring, and i did not have the urge to push for my short case, even it was quite easy. But i know, it is not what i had perform during that 2 hours that matter, it was during the 5 years....that really counts to me, and to people who knows. Passing by the corridor walking out the examination hall, i know these people have believe and do care about me, and that is the most wonderful feeling that i gathered during this examination.

As i was driving this evening, driving home, i smiled. Lot of people get lucky, they got nice short case, know the diagnosis, present it well, and get a distinction. People expect me to be one of those....but i'm not sure i can't with this current situation. But, deep inside, i feel relieved and proud, that i got an extraordinary case for my exam, so, i know i concluded my medical student life, with such a thing that worth all the years of hard word. Insyallah,the experience really open up several things that i tend to ignore before. Hope allah is with me, always. Pray for me, wasalam

Among d best list.....

2006-03-17T19:23:00.000-08:00

Today is again saturday..but a different saturday ...i only have another day to be so called...insyallah...a doctor ...my viva clinical session will be this tuesday...first morning session...hope it will be a miracle...need lot of blessing...

Been a while since i last write something here ..lot of happenings ...but very limited time ...and sometime...not in a mood to type..even really hope to spill it out...nevertheless...feeling a bit "something" to share today..at this particular moments...among my best list...(talking bout entertainment here)...at this current moment

***VIDEO CLIP- DANIEL POWTER-BAD DAY-The video clip that make me realise life is ..."life"....i love every moment of this video...like the character a lot...a girl that is so interesting..a guy that is sincere yet naive...but realistic.....a video clip that can make me smile ...and appeciate life

***THE NO 1 MALAY SONG-DEWA-LASKAR CINTA - The song really catched me when i first heard it, while walking pass a shop...and i know...it just not a "song"...the meaning is deep, the arrangement is superb, the orchestra is marvellous...again Dhani able to deliver the song wisely....

***THE BEST REALITY SHOW MOMENT-AMAZING RACE FAMILY EDITION- I seldom watch tv...and not really an addict of tv show...but i remember i watch several episodes of amazing race..and i managed to catch this one part..on amazing race that i consider as a great reality tv show moment....it was during this family edition amazing race...a young family...the parents brought their eldest son and the youngest daughter...she was the youngest contestant of amazing race..the episode was when the family will be eliminated...the moment when the host said"you are the last team to arrive"...and the event after that..is just ...hmm...u should watch it...remembering it..do stir my emotion...

***THE "SENJA" SONG-ASTAGFIRUALLAH-MARSHANDA- especially during my "silent" moment, during the 6.45-7.15pm walk after the nearly everyday evening rain...the song just fit the environment nicely....the "mendayu-dayu" effect....is great to rethink about life...

***THE "JUST IT" SONG-SHEILA ON 7-BUNGA DI TEPI JALAN- I like this song when i just want it to be it....honest...sincere...again honest n sincere....the song that i like repeatly play it back to back when i'm driving with no specific idea in my mind....or during the lake permaisuri walk...."satu kali ku temukan" "bunga di tepi jalan"....i expect that to happen...

Hmm....that are among the things that i recognise as among the best at this current moment....anyway do pray for me....i be back online after this exam is over...insyallah by this tuesday night..wasalam

4 weeks to go....and counting

2006-02-08T20:09:00.000-08:00

Another 4 weeks to the big exam, the proffesional, the ULTIMATE exam to so call my medical student's life. HOw do i feel? Hmm, tah laa,thinking about it, mixed feeling... and when i added all of it together, the outcome..i felt nothing.

People will ask..."how is ur preparation?" some make their own conclusion.."ala, adli tak yah amik peksa pun dah lulus nyer"....and etc etc etc... Honestly, i'm far from ready. IT is not saying that i will fail if i sit for exam now, infact maybe i will pass.So what is it, why the unreadiness is there...?

It was 1.40am last night, lying on my bed, trying to sleep. Yazid went back at 12.30 after that psy mcq discussion. Tugging myself in that aussino blanket, the thoughts of proffesional came. Evaluating myself, am i ready?, will i perform well? etc etc etc....than it came to me..

Do you ever this feeling of calmness, confident, and happy to face the exam. Wake up in the morning of the exam, excited to face the day, you will wear your best cloth, walk earliear to the hall, sitting there greeeting and smiling to everybody. Sound familiar??.....Yes, no??

Luckily to say, it was always there, when i faced all my major exam, from UPSR, PMR, SPM, Matriculations, First Year, 2nd year , Precilinical Pro. That feeling was amazing, a gift by itself. Hmm,basically that is what i'm waiting for to face this proffesional.....that feeling....hmm...which is basically not really there yet....

So, how to get it? Hmm,preparation is one thing of course...and the other is blessing from him. Both of it, are lacking right now. So, adli, another 4 weeks and counting...and i wish by than...the feeling is there ...do pray for me....

And today is a turning point, i hope. 10 Muharam 1427hijrah, today i turned 24 years old according to islamic year. Asyura, a day that personally i will celebrate, the birth of myself that had changed a lot. I really hope Allah will shine lights through my journey. Hmm, thinking of indulging myself with a nice piece of carrot/cheese cake, or a luxurios icecream, with a chocolate bar....hehe, maser bukak posa nanti. Hmm.....

Chop and Chop...where's the steak?

2006-01-16T20:41:00.000-08:00

Kak Ina and I was driving at about 6.30pm, trying to find a place to eat at kampung baru. It was around june-july 2001. Kak Ina took me from my so called college, the KTSN, for dinner that day, and we decided to go to Kampung Baru. Tired of the same place, we went exploring the area. As you know, roads in Kampung Baru, is like a maze, from one point to another point, i can safely says that i will never be wise with the roads there.

Looking around for "exciting" new place to eat, both of us was looking at each side of the roads, expecting a new discovery. Suddenly, we saw this one place, a mapley, with interesting, round-cable-wire modified table, and etc. We were looking at each other, signalling maybe we should try it. Nevertheless, we saw the workers were setting the table and umbrella etc, Kak Ina said.."Macam baru nak bukak jer, hmm....". By than, we drove passed it....After that incident, everytime i went to Kampung Baru, the sight of that place was playing in my head, but i can't remember how kak ina and I was there before.

During my preclinical years, Nager and I were always hoping from one place to another for dinner, experiencing different taste. "Jom gi area kat masjid, arini", i suggested. So we drove there, turned at the junctions just beside the masjid. After 10 minutes driving, i knew i'm lost, and Nager by than was mumbling, complaining about my adventerous attempt. I knew he was hungry...haha. As i was driving through a pasar malam, i saw that, about 800 meters ahead it will be the big road again. So, trying not to go back to square one and let nager have another point to comment on my "adventerous attempt" that day, i turned left into a tiny road. And there it was......The Chop and Steak...the place that i discovered earlier with Kak Ina....

The place was really different from it is now. It was just a small mapley, with about 10-15 round-cable-wire table, with one tiny kitchen. What was interesting about it was the atmosphere, hmm...something like a cowboy garden that the owner trying to create. Something like an australian outback. And another interesting point was it attempt to deliver "only" western food, which was rather an adventerous attempt, at that point, for a malay mapley. We went in, and that point, Nager was rather quiet, as the place look nice. But he did said,"Kalau makanan tak sedap, kena ko li"....Luckily and amazingly the food was "amazing" and cheap. As we were walking to our car after the meal, i was sure, it will be the first and definately not the last visit there....

Since than, lot of changes had happened to Chop and Steak, it expanded from a small lot to a big compound now. From an outback look, to maybe a titanic look?? haha...There are more selections on the menu, and they explored italian and cuisine hotplate. And the price had also increased since than, chicken wing was rm6.50 suddenly increased to RM 8.50, overnight. The mango juice, from an amazing RM2.00 to RM2.50. Nevertheless, the taste was still....nice.

Chop and Steak, had also seen lot of happenings in my life. Lot of birthdays were celebrated there, end of exam celebration, winning the physiology competition. I had brought friends from different nationality there ranging from indonesian, taiwanese, european,caucasasian, philipinees, the arabian etc.... It was where we broke our ramadhan fasting, and at time where i had my early sahur. It was where i got a call, when my sis called me to inform me that "datuk" had passed away, and it was also where i knew i was the best student.

Yesterday, was 16 January, a day that was so important 53 years ago. The day my mother was born. And, chop and steak, was where mak, abah, ya jani and I had our dinner. As usual, we ate like there was no tomorrow, and making lot of noise while filling the stomach. As i walked out from that Kampung baru's chop and steak, i hold a brochure...

"Tahu tak kat mana, chop and steak baru?", i asked jani. As all the answers were wrong,..."kat depan tasik dekat ngan kolej ya, kat depan tasik serdang tu.."....and jani was grabbing the brochure from my hand looking at it. And by than, ya said..."hmm...lepas ni abang li laa pulak kena drive gi kat kitoarang, tak payah lagi gi kat sini.."

and by than, i suddenly realised......hmm...yupp....maybe starting from today, it will be less visit to that Kampung Baru's Chop and Steak....a place, that interestingly played rather an important part of my life, without i ever really realise it....

Words that "i love"

2006-01-12T01:59:00.000-08:00

Have u ever have a word that brings meaning to your life? A word that important to you. Word that when u hear it, it give a "homely", special feeling....Hmm, no?...yeah i guess that is weird...but yeah i have words that have that impacts to my life....it just something like a favourite colour, favourite food, favourite place...It is the "special word".

I think i started to have this special word, when i was in matriculation. MIRACLE was the first word to capture my world. I believe in it, miracle. I always want it to happen, and i bet everyone want it too. I did experiences miracles in my life, the more you experience it, the stronger your believe to the almighty. It is a beautiful word....a miracle by itself...

Talking about sixth sense, INSTINCT, is something that i wish i really have. As i entered my clinical years, i realised that logical reasoning, was just a small part of life. There are a lot more things around us that are just not there.Something that need more than us to feel it. Instinct was a vey meanigful word to me, through my clinical years. It played a major role in my life. It just gave more meaning to everyday life, to look at the happening in a more subjective way.

I guess the new year and aidiladha, just brought me to realised something that i need in this life, BLESSINGS. Yupp, it is HIS blessings that will make everything in life, the best as it is. The word itself brings a good feeling to my soul.

Isn't it beautiful, the three words. The MIRACLE, The INSTINCT and The BLESSINGS. Yupp, realise it or not, it is three things that i need in my life....

Trying to be....

2006-01-12T01:34:00.000-08:00

I believe in everybody there is always a feeling of right and wrong. I believe that deep inside in each one of us, we will always wanted to do something nice. How bad that person is, i still believe that somewhere inside of him, there is a feeling to do something good. That what i believe....

Yet the hardest part of it, is to do the good deeds. It is always easier to do something bad than to do something good. Yupp, i guess that is why we will be rewarded if we do something good. Most of the time, we will end up to just stay as it is, because it is actually(hmm thinking of it)equally hard to do something really bad. But, that is the problem with most of us, to just stay at it is....

I always agree with the phrase "to live as it is...appreciate the moments". But i guess, i had been living with that fact for so long, that i ended to come to the "all or none" law. Realised that there was no excitement and no thrill of it. Put it this way, looking at tranquil flowing clear river, is always rewarding, yet if we just stay there, it just....as it is.....

I have to admit that one of my new year resolution is to be a bit better in everything. Realised the words "a bit",as i don't want to put my aim to high. I don't want to turn my "slow flowing river to niagara fall", but i just want it to be more exciting yet better. Turn it into a "beautiful waterfall", where people can stop by, linger and enjoy it, and remember it forever. Turn it into an "exciting safe stream", where people can come to experience the thrill. Turn it into a nice "river park", where people can come to release their stress, or for them to have fun, or a nice walk, or for them to row boat together. Turn it into a river where fishes and plants live in harmony. I just want to be a "river" that memorable and be what a "river" should be...

Hmm, yeah...the hardest thing about new year resolution is to start and continue the resolution/....but maybe the hardest part now..is to understand about the "river" stuff up there..haha....

Teluk Intan...history...

2006-01-06T22:37:00.000-08:00

So,that's it. My last posting in Teluk Intan as a medical student, hopefully.As usual, the last will always have something about it...

Believe it or not, i drove there, for the first time, with my own car. As someone said, "Azwan sure tak percaya". That's partly true, as i am not really fond of driving, but realised that driving is important,as it is part of my everyday life. Went there with Yazid and Ici, and departed from HUKM at 7.17pm, arrived at 10.15pm, with about half an hour break at Restoran Jejantas Sg Buloh. It was not that bad.

The last time, was the first time i had to stay in a house with 7 other guys. Imagine, a small house shared by 8 guys, hmm...I was lucky before, as all the earlier 3 posting, i was posted at the end of it, so basically, the numbers were smaller. Yet, again it was not that bad, barely realised that much different...

O&G, was the last posting. Started the class on Tuesday as Monday(2/1/2006) was a public holiday, we had about 4 days to get all of it. 9 of us, yazid, zamri, yee long, ici, eow, quah, zakiah, azreen and i. Have to admit that the posting there was superb. I palpated like more abdomens, even if i put together the numbers of abdomen i palpated last year and this year in hukm. Patients were cooperative and it was so simple to do it. The first time i actually appreciate palpating a pregnant lady.

The labour room was pleasant, not the sight of the labour, but the labour room, the place itself. The midwives were nice, the patients were nice. The babies were cute, as usual.

The foods in Teluk Intan, as said before, were excellent. Will gonna miss Tepung Komak, and those cheaps 20cent kuih. The kakak counter canteen was also friendlier this time of posting.

One of the things that i took for granted, was the life in Teluk Intan. I remembered the jeti before, yet i never really look at the life around my area. The surau community was great, the peoples were actually friendly, and the sceneries, the simple skies, the palm trees, the road, the sunset, were beautiful.

I felt lucky,as at least, i was able to realise and to appreciate Teluk Intan as it is, during my last few days there....

Songs through 2005 2006 transition

2006-01-01T06:26:00.000-08:00

Hmm, haha, just want to share several songs that was echoing through my minds yesterday....through the 2005-2006 transition. The songs are

1. Taufik Batisah-I Dream
2. Taufik Batisah-First
3. Taufik Batisah-One Last
4. Jem- They
5. Jaclyn Victor- Tiada Lagi Indah

Yupp, 3 out of 5 are from Taufik, the first singapore idol. I will be hooked to his songs for a while through this first week of the year. Haha, maybe u guys should check this 5 songs, nothing great about it, just songs that were with me through that transition.

The thing about tragic love song...we just love it

2006-01-01T04:01:00.000-08:00

I was alone in my room, totally blur and a bit down as usual, it was thursday night,realised that it was nearly yet end of another week. Worried about lots of things study etc, bored and guilty at the same time. Trying to sleep, "pusing sana" pusing sini", but, when u want it to happen, than it will not be easy. So i grabbed my mp3 and headphone, and swithed it on. And this was the song that captivated my ears and mind....i try to translate it

Malam meresahi dingin sepi-Dark Night surrounding my loneliness
Kini dikau tiada menemani diriku-As you are not around with me
Tiada Lagi Indah-There is no more happiness

Kini mimpi mimpi tak sepahat-Now,there is no more dream
Tanpa dikau di sisi kekasih- Without you beside me
Mengusapi lenaku ini-To hold me through the night

Hadirmu sementara-You presence was for a while
Seketika Cuma-Only for a moment
Pergimu selamanya-Now, you are gone forever

Kemilauan cintamu-Your shining love
Menyuluhi cintaku-Guiding my heart
Asmaramu sebuah memori abadi selamanya-Your love is an eternal memory
Keindahan kasihmu-The beauty of your love
Menyinari kasihku-Shining my heart
Asmaramu hanyalah tinggalan kenangan sedih sendu-Yet,now, it is just a sad memory

Kekasih tetap dalam hati-Your love is always in my heart
Semoga kau tenang di sana sayang-Wish you will be peaceful there....

Haha, it sound funny when i try to translate sentence by sentence. Anyway, it is a song by Jaclyn victor, TIada Lagi Indah(No more beauty..something like that). Basically, it just another song that shows how sincere true love, always end in a tragic way. Yet, isn't most or all great love, usually end in a tragedy?

Remember Titanic,Romeo and Juliet and the list go on. I always like this one korean song, KISS...and i bet most actually had heard or watched the video before. And again, true sincere love, end in actually manner, tragedy. Nevertheless, i have to agree, there are love story that end "happily ever after", Cinderella, Snow White, when harry met sally, Notthing Hill. I love Notting Hill.

But, i just want to be honest. Love that end in a tragedy, in my opinion, always look great and superior than the happy ones.

That night, the song was superb. First time i heard it. I just love the song. It was perfect... I was blur, down and a bit sad, yet that sad tragic love song, was the perfect background to help me through the night. I was smiling...and end up woke up to a fresh day, ready to face the world. Weird, right? A sad sincere tragic love, was the best remedy for a lonely, bored soul.

But don't get me wrong. Even i think that great love story always end in a tragic way, I pray that mine will not end in that way, yet hoping it is still a sincere great love for sure.

Memories of Regional Coordinator of Malaysia...

2005-12-29T06:10:00.000-08:00

"What, you are a Regional Coordinator of Malaysia, for Asian Medical Students' Association?"....."Hmm, what is that?". Basically that were the responses that i get from peoples when i had to introduce myself, as what, my position was before. It was nearly 2 years ago. But why the entry suddenly appear tonight...i just found a photo CDs that contained memories through my few last days as what so called "RC of AMSA Malaysia".Let walk through the memory lane.....in my last conference as a RC of Malaysia, in Thailand 2004

This was taken during welcoming dinner. "Guys, i hope everybody can wear batik tonight. Girls, traditional clothes, something that can show who we are". It was hard, i had 24 of my collegues from 3 universities attending the conference. Luckily, most of them were my friends from the same posting, but at the same time, that make it really hard to be a leader. It was held by the Governor of Thailand, food were i guess a lot, but not all were lucky enough to end in my stomach....hmm...basically, these few pictures show some of malaysian delegates. I barely really spent time with the malaysian, these few pictures were lucky enough to be in the CD

Haha, i really like these few pictures. "Adli, adli, have u seen your picture? I bought one of it. I hope you don't mind",a hong kong girl was eagerly informing me about something i didn't realised. Hmm, i was not really aware, that by the end of the day, there were booths opened at all our event venues that will sell pictures taken earlier, even pictures that we just taken few hours ago. Talking about being efficient and oppurtunistic. So, i was like " What picture?". And she showed me. By than, lot of peoples had gathered around us, and were looking at the same picture, and i have to admit, it really put a smile to my face, and laughters to most. I didn't realised that proffesional photographers were taking our photos, when my group rested for a group photo on the stairs at a traditional health centre. It was that Thai girl beside me that was jokingly asking me to do all that action, and luckily i did join her, because i will regret if i don't....

Being a regional coordinator, or basically, when i had to explain, than the word president of AMSA Malaysia will come out, was not an easy task. It was not just an academic + scientific leader, but i was expected to be an all rounder. One of a good example, was shown in the pictures, haha...chewah. It was during one of a dinner. We were sitting down with our own groups, when suddenly the organizer announced that they will start a new segment called something like "asia fun " or like that, which basically, something like "kotak beracun". They will play a song related to the country, and that country should perform on stage, and it was something that we had to perform spontaneously. Yupp, i'm not sure why...but malaysia end up to be the first to perform....i was laughing and eating, when they announced "MALAYSIA" i was stunned, and all my group members were looking at me, and said.."hey, adli, your country,malaysia"...and by than..the stage already annouced, "Where is Adli, and the gang?".I had no chance to hide....so being a gentleman,haha, i went up the stage, asking all my delegates to climb up. Time was running, and we were clueless. Being the first, we had no chance to look at others, infact we will set the tone that night. That time i realised, i had compiled a back up CD, ran off the stage, ran back to back stage, and informed my delegates about the song, asking tupong to take the lead, and wallaa....we were singing out heart out, out of tune for sure, haha, but with lot of enthuathism. I remembered, at time, when tupong, suddenly lost his stage appearance, i had to take the stage, grab the mic, and try to create back the mood. That was part of my job as an RC than. As u can c by now, i was still wearing the same clothes and tie till night, as i had no time to change it. Running around, meeting and barely have time to eat, was part of the unwritten agreement when u were an RC...

Some people will say "It look like what you do are having fun, right?". It depends on how they actually look at it, and what will you do when you are in that seat. I have to say, yupp i had fun, but that was part of it, and i was trying hard to have fun. People, most of them , don't see the part where every night through out the conference, except for the last night in the resort, we slept at 4 and have to wake up at 5.30 to attend the conference. We barely have time to really join and have fun with our group members, and my own delegates, as i had to attend meetings, at all oppourtunity that we had. I remembered someone said "Adli, tak pernah nak practice nari pun. Nak duduk gan budak malaysia pun tak nak" . I heard that, even not through my ears, i felt it. I'm so sorry if they felt that way, but how i wish people will try to look at my situation. Nobody really really knows what happened behind the EC door. Reviewing the constitution, voting and etc.

Being the RC of Malaysia in Thailand conference was a tough job. I was not just bringing delegates to attend the conference, to present paper and poster, to perform and be ambassadors to our culture, to potray a good malaysian medical students, but at the same time on top of that, i was bringing a task to promote and introduce malaysia as the host of the next conference. These few pictures, was taken during my last moments, giving a speech as RC of Malaysia. I remembered the feeling so well, a year being an RC, the ups and downs, the joys and sadness, as i was standing there, behind the mic, giving my last official speech as outgoing RC of Malaysia.

As i stepped out the hall during that closing ceremony,lot of peoples came to me and congratulated me and malaysia. There were some peoples who cried of joy, touched by the last Malaysia presentation. But among the most memorable part of it, was when a friend of mine, came to me,someone important, personally said to me.."Adli, you are a real RC"....

It was neither a smooth ride nor fun, it was totally the opposite. Nevertheless, by the end of the day, only one thing matters. Yupp, i never regret being a Regional Coordinator of AMSA Malaysia 2003/2004.

Boleh try lagi....

2005-12-04T18:10:00.000-08:00

Just finished reading a chapter on oesophageal diseases in surgery. I, again realised that i have to study in the library. To study other than the library, will be a stupid idea, unless, i have to. My room is totally a no-no. Zamri, once said, "bilik ko nih, sesuai tok tido, buat orang nak tido jer..", and i have to agree. Looking at it, that's good rite, the bedroom is made for sleeping, duhh. Multitasking in a "product", will make it less superior that a very focus task "product".Haha

Hmm,monday is today...haha, today is monday. So, yesterday was sunday. So what happened yesterday? Hehe nothing much. Got two wedding yesterday, one in Serdang, anak aunty Norli UPM, one year my senior in Maahad. Another one was in Shah Alam, anak uncle Joned. At aunty norli's, the daging masak hitam, was a fave. And in Uncle's JOned, the selections were rather interesting, nasi putih, daging salai masak lemak, kerabu pucuk paku, ikan masin, sambal sotong, ...the daging salai, really a dish by itself.

Kak Ina was at home this weekend, so that complete the house, by sunday, when kak ijah, abang heikal, and dear arif was back home. Saturday was quite a day, had a ortho mcq discussion in the morning and by noon, fetched kak ina, ya and jani, and straight we drove to KLCC. As abah always said, "KLCC ni, temapat abang li ko. Dia berak kencing suma kat sini". Haha, abah trying to be sarcastic,indicating that how frequent i spend my time there. Yeah, partly true,maybe

Luckily, KLCC was not that hectic. I'm not sure what the real purpose was, but kak ina ended buying lancome, and a thing in BodyShop. Lunch was interesting, had Laksa Johor and Laksa Nyonya, with Black Pepper Rice and 3 small scope of mashed patato with lot of gravy. Two Almand Caramel pretzels, Cendol Suria anad ABC Supreme. It look like the trip to KLCC was more like a lunch trip, rather than a shopping trip. Ohh yeah, just realised the surau was again relocated to lower ground, near time book store. It is a bigger and nicer surau, with lot of shelves to put your shoes.

Ohh yeah, this is interesting. After lunch, we went down to Bodyshop, as kak ina wanted to buy an eyeliner. So, they went in and tried some, and bought an eyeliner. On their way out, they stopped at a lip gloss area, ya and kak ina, tried it, but decided it was sticky and not comfortable. At that point, ya had paid the eyeliner and stored the purchased bag in her handbag.

So as we were going out from the shop, this one sales promoter, who trying to be a "she", gladly smiling to my two sisters, and said thank you and something more. At that point, i was thinking,"hmm, why is this so called "girl?", so gladly, thanking my two sis, with her/his smiling face through out". Only in the car, than i knew what she/he said. It was something like this i guess, "Tak nak beli lip gloss tu ke?"...and my sis replied "no" i guess, and she added, "Terima kasih, lain kali datang laa lagi, boleh try try..etc etc"...with that smiling face,,..

Earlier in the store, another incident happened, when ya was paying the lipliner. This particular he/she was talking to another sales promoter who is pregnant, "XX, boleh tak tolong tulis barang barang yang dah takder?"...and that XX replied "Yer laa, aku tahu suma barang yang takder"..Both were talking quite loud, and they were rather far away, i was in between, imagine that. XX, were looking irritated. Than, in less than 30 seconds, another promoter, a real girl, ordering XX in an angry manner "XX, boleh tak tulis barang barang yang takder tu sekarang?", . And, i saw that he/she promoter was standing beside that another promoter, with face, like..hmm...told ya...kes mengadu domba laa ni

I hate to put it here, but i guess, that is malaysian, specifically malay. I'm not sure, when we will change. It is so embarassing to see that happened, and realising it still happen when the goverment is promoting us, as a friendly warm community. Yet saying that, malaysian, is good at acting too. We, with foreigners, "pijak semut pun tak mati", but with our own malaysians, hmm, that what happened. Hmm,....tah laa.....that's us....

Okay, need to go back to the library...got a teaching with MR teoh at the endoscope room....

KLCC, The PIKOM, The Firework and The GJ Mocha, The Conclusion

2005-12-03T04:21:00.000-08:00

Arrived at KLCC Traffic light, where, once, my blood was dripping there, haha. It was terrible, the traffic. The big parking, the basement was closed, as it was full. Luckily we managed to park at the Masjid Syakirin parking, and it was lucky for us to find it quite easy.

KLCC was like, during weekends. It was hectic. I went in through Isetan, and there it was 3 days special sale started from that day to this sunday. Said hi to Zam, and we were on our way to KL Convention Centre. Saying that, i been there with Azwan, nearly a month earlier, where we got our oppurtunity to have an extensive tour of the new and beautiful KL Convention Centre.

The PIKOM, is the organiser of this PC Fair,hehe, i'm not sure, who are they. Yet, it was rather a big PC fair. We were eyeing for two things, specifically, 60GB noebook external hardisk, and a semi SLR digital camera. The fair started at the grandballroom, with all the major tenants like Sony, Samsung, Intel and Creative promoting their stuff, and the main exhibition hall, 2 floors down, where all the other tenants situated. Among the best things to see and things that were promoted: Digital Media Centre, a great new product to combine TV and PC and the net, MP4-was everywhere, luckily i was used to it months ago,Creative Speaker-as usual, it is always the best speaker, from my opinion.

So, did i managed to get what i want? I decided, that my dear fren at midvalley, who have 3 booths here, was giving me the best deal for the external hardisk, and it is more worth it, to buy thro him, at his stall, in midvalley. The semi SLR Digital camera, i managed to try most of the models, and i'm satisfied with the extensive exposure to the wide range of models. I was left with two choices at the end Kodak easyshare z740 at the price of 1099, or panasonic lumix at the price of 1799. Looking at the price, surely, it will be kodak, but lumix have a better package for sure. Nevertheless, people at the atm, were making lanes like school childrens, and left me, with only hundreds of cash. I decided, to buy it the next day, leaving me a whole night to choose between the two.

So, at 9 something we went out from the pc fair, looking for dinner. As we were walking to klcc, we then realised, that there was an opening ceremony of the Malaysia Batik Week, and at that time Pak Lah, was just arriving. Not really that interested, we went in KLCC and trying to figure out what to eat. We settled, finally at the Mcday after, long winding lecture of Azwan that end up saying " Makan kat sini aja laa, jangan memilih sangat, annti makan kat cafe aja kan... Mana nak". After the meal, he thought of straight going back, but u know me ,..haha...i said to him, "ehh wan, aku tak pernah tengok Pak Lah, jom laa tengok kejap"...So there we were satnding from first flooor klcc, looking outside to the fashion show , speeches by rais yatim and pak lah. Pak Lah, was looking sad, i guess as time, tears did came out from his eyes. Hmm, looking at it, all this events were late Endon's ideas.

It was in the middle of a long winding fashion show, that Azwan, "cuit" me, and said "Jom balik"...and as we were they for nearly an hour standing, i just follow, even i want to see more of it. At the door, i purposely, choose the right side door, to go out, knowing his car was on the left side. Haha, naughty me, and as we walk outside, than, we were again stranded among the spectators. So there, we were back again, looking at the stage, from a different place. I was looking at the models sashaying down the aisle, when i felt someone was looking at me. I looked to my right, and there she was, looking at me,from her seat, about 2 metres away. Linda Onn, my ex host for Maggi Bersama Bintang. It took me about 2-3 seconds to recognise her, and i bet, she just managed to like "i know this guy, but di mana yaa..."...so she smiled and i smiled back. Nope, i did not chat with her at all...

About 5 minutes there, as Azwan said, "kau nak jumpa linda onn kau tu tak" and i said "no"...he again said.."jom laa balik"....so...again...we were walking ...now to the direction of our car. As we were passing the stalls and bars, suddenly, Azwan and I just stopped in front of Gloria Jeans, and we were looking at each other, and ..walaa...we both, have our own blended coffee in our hand. I was just sitting outside and having my second sip, when "pooomp" a thunder of sound broke the music of the show. Without thinking, i looked up, and i was running to the stairs \, ckimbing the walking path, and there....a magical show of firework...

It was amazing, so beautiful, and it just happened spontaneously. Everybody was stunned, admiring the show. It was nearly 10-15 minutes show, and it was worth to wait, even i didn't know it coming. By the end of it, everybody was cheering, and as Azwan happily said it.."I'm really proud to be malaysian"...a mutual feeling that i bet shared among all malaysians there...

We were back on our chair, when Linda Onn, was back on TV, and shouting and screaming that the next, they will have a Batik week concerts by artis artis af. It was time for Pak Lah to leave, and i'm not sure how, i managed to convince azwan to go back to the stage, to see pak lah, and to catch a glimpse of the concert. Funnily, pak lah, took quite minutes to go out, as all the big persons wanted to meet him. I,being clueless, was stupidly, walking fast, trying to catch a glimpse of him, realising, a rather very clear area, where i bet, Pak lah will walk thro. I was standing there, looking straight to my left, and i saw pak lah, was walking towards my direction, about 5 metres away, when i felt someone grabbing my left hand. I looked back, and a police officer, was looking and talking at me, "Yang awak ni, depan sangat ni buat apa, dah tengok dah tadi kan"...He was talking to me in a soft slow speech, and i realised, haha, i was totally in the middle, of the walk lane. I was smiling like ayam berak kapur, and stupidly walking backwards to the edge, just behind the police officer. How should i know i was in the middle, no one was there, it happened so fast, and no red carpet to mark where he will walk. I manged to see pak lah, he was indirectly looking at my direction, a metres away.

Enough bout my brief encounter, with pak lah, and rather stupid act of me. So we were back to the tangga of klcc, not wanting to seat on the covered chair in front of the stage, even told and asked by the officer. Hey, the view was nicer and clearer from there. There, we were intertained by all the AF's artists,starting from Zahid, bob and zarina, amylea, yazer, marsha, and lastly mawi. It was quite okay, and we wait till the last performance, haha....talking about convincing azwan....

It was 12.15 when we arrived in HUKM, and it was saturday already. The best part of the day, will be....hmm, the firework...and the Mocha ice blended. It sounds rather stupid, but, personally, that was the best part of the day.

p/s:the camera...i ended up....will be buying it, in 4 months time, after my proffesional, thanks to my family especially mak, to be rather supportive yet rational...

KLCC, The PIKOM, The Firework and The GJ Mocha, First Episode

2005-12-03T03:52:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, evening, 2nd of December, was again Friday. Yet, every friday is a different Friday, and yesterday, was among the one the nice ones.

My day started rather early,as usual, by 7.30 i was on my way to the ward. My last round in Surgery Ortho, and i have to say, i was so glad, it was it. I'm not saying it was not beneficial, but comparatively, yupp, it was not as useful as it suppose to be. At time, we felt neglected, stupid, and most of the time, out of place. Yet, we still follow our last round with the registra, and after the false information from the registra that Mr Teoh got some OT, we ran to see the list, and i was not sure why, but we were back to the fifth floor and the ward, and saw Mr Teoh, was there doing round. We were a bit mad to the false info from the registra, yet, directly followed the round.

Round finished, Mr Teoh said "Sorry, i'm superbusy today to take you all today", and walla....we were in the cafe, eating our breakfast at Besta Cafe. Nothing much as usual, mine was Mee Goreng, and the chat was around the foreign advertisement, Azwan watched yesterday from Tupong.

As exam will start officially nextweek, and for me, it will be from wednesday, Ortho clinic to get the MCQ answers was the next destination. Unfortunately, only poor Mr Sam handled the clinic. Mr Badrul and Mr Charanjeet were away, got seminar or something. Azah managed to complete several hard MCQ, and i got to at least practice my McMurray. As the clinic was running slow, with signs of hecticness, Azwan and I, decided to go back to our room.

Before Jumaat, went to Tupong's room, to watch the advertisement. Some were really nice, most were funny, yet the best part was the strings of Petronas advertisements, from the Merdeka Indian boy, to a boy who write list of charges to his father, to iklan kasut gombak, it was superb.After jumaat, azwan and I, had agreed earlier to be among the earliest to "walap" all the foods at HUKM's open House. Haha, there were satay, kambing panggan, laksa johor, beriani gam, roti canai, soto, key teow goreng, nasi impit, lemang, bubur lambuk, mee kari, murtabak, cendol, i guess, nearly everty thing was there. Even i was early, infact the earliest, i only managed to eat laksa johor, satay and cendol. Hmm, not sure why....perut masuk angin kot. Meet all the aunties, had a short meeting with Cheng from EMO, and sent Kartina Aziz(yupp, the Mami Jarum's actress) to her car.

And after that asar, Azwan and I were on our way to the adventure of the day, haha.......i guess....to be continued...hehe...dah panjang sangat for an entry...

The pangkor burning sauna..

2005-11-20T04:12:00.000-08:00

"I will not be around on Thursday and Friday",Mr Ravi, our surgery lecturer in Teluk Intan told us on Monday. It just the beginning of so called "madness".

I was lucky, my buddy during this posting was Azwan. He, in brief, share certain part of my interest, and comparatively, we are similar in our approach and view in life, especially when the matter involved enjoying live and freedom.

It was Monday evening, it was blazing hot, Lydia, Buvi, Azwan and I, was just finishing our pisang goreng, keropok lekor and ABC, and was on our way to another stall to search for some kuih. Unfortunately, the kuih stall was still in it "holiday", yet the girl was attracted to the "air kelapa" and the laksa,eyeing it for dinner. I was in the car, when Azwan entered it, and said, "rasa macam nak gi makan udang tepi jeti laa. kalau dapat gi tepi laut lagi best". And suddenly, he said "Jom kita gi lumut nak?".

Starting from there, my heart suddenly jumping,"Jom!!". "Bila, malam ni? Sekarang pun boleh. Drive sana tak jauh pun", i responded automatically. Azwan looked at me, with his smile, "Ko ni,pantang di ajak, esok kelas macam mana?". I remembered Mr Ravi words this morning. "Wan, gi hari rabu petang laa?". He looked at me again, this time with a "i got an idea" look," Haa, tol laa, boleh gi Pangkor sekali".
And there was the conversation that lead to one and another.

It was Wednesday afternoon,and Azwan and I, still partly can't believe we were going to Pangkor, plus the excitement. Ici was following us as well. It took us neraly an hour to arrived to Lumut, and there accomodation hunting started. It didn't take long for us to settle with a good deal, 2 rooms with aircond and astro, just meters away from d beach at Teluk Nipah. We got discounted fare for the ferry as well.

The room was more than adequate, as our initial plan was just to settle moderately, the room seem lavish than. The beach was great, not many people, with just nice setting for the three of us. Climbed rocks, naik buaian,we felt like kids again. Haha, several things happened, Azwan who was so eagered with the clear water between d rocks at the end of the Teluk, forgot his handphone, wallet, and his car key, he end up with no handphone, wet wallet, and no car remote control. As sun nearly setting, Azwan was on the rock at the end of the Teluk, Ici was on the tree swing, swinging her way and singing, and I was swimming with joy, even with painful eyes due to the salty water.

After magrib, we filled up our stomach with those pari bakar and sotong masak manis, which we had choosen earlier, before magrib. With a plastic bag filled with snack and chip ahoy, we landed on the sandy beach, near the swing, and appreciating the wind and beach. The beach was lighted by the light from the hut nearby, and the beach was never quiet, people there were like us, chatting and walking on that sandy beach. Feeling thirsty and cheeky, we went for ABC while looking and pondering life as an island children.

The morning was raining, i was partly dissapointed. But by 9, we think, we should go out and have something. Nasi lemak at the beach stall, and suddenly the hujan nearly stopped. Settling a deal for a snorkelling and canoo trip, we rushed back and start our adventure of the day. The weather was perfect suddenly, we went for a boat trip to the nearby island and was left at the coral island for snorkelling.

We was wrong, an hour snorkelling, was not enough, the excitement of hundreds of colourful fish swimming all around us, at time sent mix feeling, happy, fascinated, amazed, grateful, scary. I remembered trying to swim among the coral to get to a rock to get more bread, when i was surronded like an hostage by schools of fish. I just stopped there, and was asking hard either in joy or amazement, why they surrounded me, i barely moved. I got "bitten" in a sweet manner by the fish, it really tickles.

The boat came, only three of us still there in the water, at coral island, and we were forced to the land. But, that's not it. We rushed to our canoo and started rowing. That was Ici's first session, and she canooed with me. We went to coral island, and than to Teluk Man, where we left our canoo, and started swimming and floating like kids. By, the time we finished, it was 1, and it was blazing hot, we knew we were burned

Bcak to room, checkout, and having our lunch, before back to beach to finish the remaining film. By 3.30 we were on the ferry back to Lumut. We were "severly" burned,it was painful, yet the unplanned trip was a marvellous break for us. We promised to be bac there again, insyallah after completing our medical school.

wedding epidemic

2005-11-20T03:43:00.000-08:00

Weirdly, for the past 2 weeks and another month or so, wedding bell, or better, "nikah" or wedding vow, were and will be relatively common. I know, it is cuti sekolah season, people take advantage of it to held such an event, yet, the weird thing is when the brides and grooms are among your friend and relatives.

Yupp, i'm completing my study, and according to others, dah 23, it's time for someone to start "something". As i can still track down, it start maybe with Wan Radziah, but her nikah was months ago. Let rephrase that, it start with Asiah,who was married, either on the raya day or day after. And after that, the epidemic suddenly spread. Soon after that, Hafizzu, out of sudden, without notice, told us, he was getting married, 4 days just before the event. Yet, he's 26.

Among the shocking ones, were, Hashimi and Firdaus. They are relatively new as an item, and their sudden and out of the blue announcement of nikah(which was today afternoon) did create some wave in the my med community. Hmm, following their footstep will be fahmi and norlida, yet, again, they were engaged.

In addition, at the epidemic is so cantagious, it spread to cause minor effect to the couples, who are in their "journey". The engagement syndrome, appreared nearly at the same time. I'm not really sure, but what i heard was, Marina with Shafie, Shikin, and banyak lagi laa...hmm

Anyway, i officially involved with one, my dear cousin, who is 2 years my senior, Nani Ariyani. At first, i thought, i was only able to attend her wedding reception on saturday, as her nikah was on friday evening. But Allah had plan it all. My Teluk Intan posting was shortened, and by thursday night, i was at my aunt's house in Serendah, "destroying" the nearly done several tray of hantaran.

I did not attend the nikah session at the mosque, i volunteered to stay at home to make sure the foods, the place was ready for the "jamuan" after the nikah session. Plus, i was relatively, "severely" sunburn, i tried to avoid wearing long sleeves.
Wedding reception, i watched Zam, our makeup artist tranforming my sweet cousin, to a fabulous so called bride, before went to Dewan to be "unofficial penyambut tetamu" cum "photographer".

And today, i was there again in her bertandang session. Hmm, alhamdulillah, allah gave me the chance to be part of my cousin big day, starting from the beginning up to the end. I'm not sure, will i be, like what happened to her brother, to be there to deliver her first baby. (i was my big cousin's bestman, and i was handling matters in the labour room when her wife gave birth, and i was the first person after her mother, to touch my so called niece). What i'm sure is, i'm so grateful to HIM, to make time for me, to be able to be there for my cousin, during her wedding "epidemic".

muka ku muka mu jua...part 2

2005-10-08T19:40:00.000-07:00

Hmm, what this few guys have in common....donny osmond, ray romano(everybody love raymond), and the lead singer of green day?...yupp...hmm...they are among those who were said to look like me, vice versa. Great coincidence ..or pure joke about me...but tah laa..

The donny osmond thing, hmm, it was from abang sharul and Kak Is, executive producer TV3. While sitting and chatting with maya with abang shahrul, out of sudden..abang sharul uttered.."maya, adli ni nampak macam siapa?" and maya was like .."hmm...he look like...hmm...h******e laa..."...and abang sharul continued.."macam donny osmond kan..?" and maya looked at me...and said that.."haha, tah laa, maybe zaman zaman abng sharul kot..haha..., u look much better than him"....okay, i'm not saying that maya "puji" me here, yet the point is..donny osmond. Believe me at that point, i was thinking osbourne, because i was not sure who is osmond. But, i guess that was only true among Kak Is and abang sharul, and few people around their era, at TV3.

One night, not sure when, but i was in my room in hukm, when suddenly Adlin called.."Li tengok TV cepat, tengok (MTV ker emmy) award"...and i said "napa?" .."tengok laa...,ada muka sebijik macam ko!!" ...and i said..."aku kat bilik laa..mana ada tV. apa greenday ker..?" ...and adlin..."haa....sebijik gila...aku tengok terus terus aku ingat kat ko!!"...so...hmm, as it sound, adlin's comment was not the first. Several people had mentioned about that as well, and i remember one of them is Aunty Faridah, one of Sahabat's HUKM. "Adli, semalam aunty tengok MTV, this one video clip, apa..tajuk dia...american idiot something, the singer look exactly like you...aunty suka lagu tu..." ...and at that point, puan seri evelyn was like, look at me weirdly.."ehh, tak laa..., yer ker adli?" ...

Ray ramona thingy is not that popular, it was from my relatives. We were watching everybody love raymond, went someone said, "macam li kan.."...hmm, haha. But i guess, among my family, i really look like my uncle, ayah ngah hadi, or my maternal granmother, which both are more logical, and related to me...

But, among the greatest thing about this...was a stranger, who were browsing thro my profile, either friendster or yahoo, and mailed me with this photo....saying .."I think, u look like him"....I'm not sure if i know that person who mail me....or even the person in the photo....but it was amazing to have stanger on d net saying dat ...and relate me to another stranger...haha

my comment, about this few guys....hmm, i can't say i totally don't look like them..maybe some features are the same, from certain angle, or whatever, plus every single eyes and brain, is made differently by ALLah. How do i feel..? Hmm, tah laa, at that kelakar, proud kekadang, malu kekadang but most of the time ..wondering and pondering. Looking at the many coincidence of look, it came to me, is my face too common, that it look like many other things?...hmm..tah laa...but alhamdulilah, that other things is not a mangkuk, or pinggan or other things.haha...

macam muka...

2005-10-08T02:56:00.000-07:00

have u ever like meeting people, at functions, clinic, wards etc, and they suddenly look at you thoroughly, and u know that something is there. "Are you related to En etc etc?" or "Ni anak etc etc" or "U r etc etc etc..". And most of the time, it is not right, what they are thinking. and they will go, "ohh, u really look him"...

Or even better or juicier ...when your fren or stranger come to you and said, "U look like this famous etc etc"....Have dat ever happen to u ....funnily it always happen to me...

I just got a new hair cut...and yupp, the guess who is me is back.... It is funny how the people, can see me related to whatever they think. Their cousin, their friends, or better and easier to imagine how ridiculous it is, a famous personality.

I guess, it really really started far during primary school, but i was lack of awareness, u know being kids. But the first real, "Hey, wait"...was when i was in form 1, in maahad hamidiah...It was a form six senior, fair guy, who suddenly stopped me, on my way back to the class after assembly. Out of respect and a bit of discomfort, i stood there, a bit blur, and shaking inside. "Nama sapa ko?"...i answered...and he went.."U look like supeman...."..and i was like.."apa..."...."Superman, superman lama tu, christopher reeve..."...and i remembered, the others who passed by, were looking at us...like we were talking comic....and from that day onwards...he called me by that name, superman, woi budak superman...funny right...i can't even relate me to christopher reeve...

Things were calm for a while, until i was in form 4, it was before the world cup fever. It was akasyah, hidayah fadhilah kamsah, zaida, and suhaida. We were in the class, one fine day, their seats with the guys, were just across, when Kayah, and dayah was looking at us, the guys, whispering and laughing followed by suhaida and zaidah, with..."yer laa.."...and they went..."owen, owen..."...and after a while..dayah said .."adli...woi owen..". Honestly, at that point, i didn't know who owen is, and knowing how cheeky the girls were, i just like laugh and wonder while blur with all the things. But the things spread really fast, by the next day, or better, the few days after dat, my name changed to owen, and i received pics of this micheal owen. This thingy continue for quite a long time, till now, even i lost quite a number, i still have an ORIGINAL miniature doll of micheal owen, a framed hand sketch of him and even posters of him, dedicated to me. What a life, for not a fan of soccer. I was wearing a short haircut at that time, and i guess it was becuase of that.

Anyway let stop here guys, will be continue later..it getting lengthy and at a point, trying to stop from people puking reading it...maybe by separating it to sevearl entry, the puking session can be reduced.......ohh yeah, why i suddenly write about this. A fairly fresh fren of my, look at my new haircut and ...yupp, he said..." Adli,konyer rambut baru ni, buat ko nampak macam owen...."......Hmm...weird ...weird eyes...

totally a non productive day...

2005-10-06T01:37:00.000-07:00

Zamri smsed" aku pn tdo je dr td.tahla, ortho ni mcm holiday je.risau aku.skrg pn blur g.dh smnggu ni.." It seem that he shared my view.

Anyway, terrible mistake, by going home after d blog writing at noon today. I ended, sleeping after reading KlueMag, and just woke up for zohor and than slept again. Until asar. Maybe it was raining just now, but believe me, it was totally not right. So, i called and smsed several people to know what others were doing. Lydia's reply was a real wakening call..."Tengah study laa...kat bilik...". She said, she want to get some rest, when we walked together back to hostel after the cc session, yet at that point at 4 ...she was studying. It was like i'm the only one who will be blur forever.

I felt like, i'm in a different wavelenght with my other mates, until zamri smsed back. I'm glad.... It is not that, i want someone to be blur as me so i can joy with it, but at least i realised that, Zamri is in the same boat with me.

So, we somehow realised we need to do something...so next week, offivially we gonna start doing something. Why not this week?...hmm week is gonna end by tomorrow. Today, he got bukak posa with his tunang, and tomorrow he is going back to Kelantan for weekend. But, for me, the wake up call is today. Now at 4.50, ztraight after asar,....I'm at cc, trying to make my ortho notes, so i can print it out ...and read it at night...adioss...need lot of prayers....

a new month....the ramadhan

2005-10-05T19:46:00.000-07:00

Second day of fasting, 4th day of orthopaedic posting, yet a more blur me...

Currently, i'm in orthopaedic posting , among the posting that i find to be ...tah laa..blurry. I can understand the topic, answer the questions, etc, but the feeling which i felt last year during the same posting, is here again. I need to mend it fast.

2nd day of puasa, nothing much. This year i put my aim slighlty lower, with tarawih minimum of 8, and just simple daily rountine, don't want to burden my exhausted life, yet hoping i can do better with HIS's. Yesterday, after ward round and peds ortho clinic, went to fetch kak ina at Komuter Tasik Selatan, and Ya at UPM, before we drove to Kepong and later to Mid Valley. The objectives, 1. To upgrade ya computer 2. Closing kak ina's hong leong account 3. Get my haircut 4. Kak ina and ya, wanted to buy zara's sweater.

Anyway the haircut was not planned, it was just it. Hmm, RM 12 for 12 minutes, hmm, sometime wonder why we pay 100 for the same haircut just by someone who we think proffesional, but saying that, yeah, they do a good job compare to the cheap ones. Just that, RM30-100 is just too expensive for just a haircut at my current level. I'm still not stingy considering that most of my malay fren, even think RM15 is expensive. Currently,i'm wearing a short hair, which i let it flat to the front.....a very new look after the long belah tengah hair. It suppose to be spikey, but for this first week ...i like to let it down....good for my spiritual being, not to be too funky, start with a low key.

Unfortunately, yesterday, after that session, Kak Ina down with fever again and my kancil buat masalah, the driver window was out of its track. Luckily, it was not heavily raining, just sprinkled of it, and we were on our way back, to fecth jani home. The pasar malam was also not that amazing, most of the things were the same, and we ended up only buying 2 lauk, with air soya. Imagine, at one pasart malam, about 5-6 stalls were selling, nasi dagang or nasi kerabu or laksam, and about 6-7 were selling nasi ayam, or tomato. Variety and good food are two most important things and later, the price. Luckily, the price was between "okay", even some did take advantage of ramadhan.

So after bukak puasa with almost everybody in my family except kak ijah and her family, we rushed packing, as I had to send kak ina to pudu to catch her bus, ya anad jani back to their campus, and me back to HUKM, for today's class. Hmm, so i used my mother's kelisa, leaving the kancil at home. I arrived in the room at around 9.30, grab my towel and bathed, before the isya and tarawih, no jemaah last night.

Today, i only got one class, which was at 8 just now, and clinic was cancelled. Went to the ward to see 6 of my patients, and here i am, writing down what happened through these hmm...2 days. Not an interesting life,right? I'm blur....again...

Hope that ramadhan will bring more light in my lif. For now, i will wear my hair down, until the enligthening come.Pray for me....

what is tag along..?

2005-09-30T22:15:00.000-07:00

I'm not sure what it is...but one of my fren had tag me(justme)....so hmm..i guess this is how i should do it...

20 years ago, 1985 :

i'm three, i remember nothing,but i was living in two places ...kuantan and kajang, my father was a manager in kuantan, we had a penthouse above standard chartered kuantan, while our home was in kajang. My mom, was working in UPM, so she was around during weekend or holiday in kuantan. Several things that maybe true regarding that period, that maybe i remember are:
*Teluk Chempedak walk with my parents and sisters..remember those days, actually i saw pictures where the three of us, my older 2 sis, will be wearing a similar yet not the same attire...kaka ijah wore a skirt version, kak ina the girl pants version, and me with the small boy version...haha...
*Ladybird cloth, and lot of them,...a very cute cosy corduroy pants.
*Long hair...i wore a hair up to my shoulder at one point
*Pizza, banana split, and hotel in kuantan...our meals before was a lavish one. always eating at the hotels etc...and i really even can taste the pizza while writing this..
*people pithing ur cheek, saying how cute u r, playing with me, and all of them were strangers....
hahhaa...banyak jugak ingat..banyak lagi yang tiba teringat,...but better i don't write it here...it will b lengthy...

10 years ago, 1995 :

Form 1, at maahad hamidiah. Here, the transition of adli happened. From the famous, outspoken, i'm always the best, popular, egoistic, and teacher's fav boy...to a rather plain, normal average student. This where nobody really look up at me, not like when i was in my primary school. I was fat at this time, but being a kid, who really realised that,( haha...not that fat...but still fat,,,). I was the "budak luar" who stayed at home. I was not that matured compare to somes of the students here. I was never really a somebody.

5 years ago, 2000 :

Matriculation, among the best time in my life. Even i was stranded in a place called londang, but it did not really matter. Here, where i really stayed in hostel, living quite far from home. I met lot of type of people here. From a nobody from an unknown school, it changed. I love what i was doing. Life in that small compound was nice even it was far from perfect. The smell of reban ayam was always around, yet that what it memorable. I learn simple principle of friendship and relationship. The teachers were marvellous, and food, especially the kuih was fantastic and rather cheap. My roomates were great and i didn't really study here. It was like a great vacation, in a rural place. A vacation with all the lacking in luxury, yet filled with lot of memories.

3 years ago, 2003 :

Hmm, third year, my clinical year. The first time, walking around in white coat, and was allowed to do what most peop don't. At this point, with my patient, i can ask them mostly anything, even the "dark" side of their life. Here, where peop, look at me as hmm...a someone. Imagine, here i got the will to ask patient to open their shirt, touching their body even the part where sometime, they don't even dare to touch. This is the privilage of being a clinical doctor, yet it is a privilage that hold a lot of responsibility. It is never for fun, where at this point, friends from different field, was teasing and complimenting me, when they heard i was in the breast team. Clinical life, is a different life, in a way. By the end of this year, i realised some facts about medical field. One most important thing is, as a doctor, u can make the world either to be a better place, or the opposite. Not saying we are powerful, yet, the responsibility they put on us, the one that i will hold later, is huge, and it is not something to proud about.

Last year, 2004 :

Fouth year, was among , or maybe the year filled with events. From good to bad, and etc. I was up and down, had a roller coaster life. I learnt lot of things about life specifically, friendship, trust, politic...at time i wish i never really venture into 2004, yet it was important to create a ME. Travel to some interesting places, but i guess one most significant thing about 2004, was, the emotional turbulance that i had to undergone. It is not that i never been sad or happy before, but the amplitude and the frequency of it were just miraculous, the ride was at time, out beyond mine strenghth. BUt ariff hakimi is a true mircale.

This year, 2005 :

Hmm, the first part of it was ..hmm...tah laa...i barely remember, haha. Nah not really, quite an okay year. Start in japan. Moved to a new house. Meet someone..???haha, not sure about that. Hmm, can't say much about this year, but yupp, learning more about myself, and venturing into myself, which i ignored before. Learn about feeling, and life, it is more like collecting more personal philosophy of life this year. I came out with several conclusion bout myself. This yaer will be among the most important year in my medical undergraduate life, my final year. Need to knows about every single disease in the world, while perfecting my communication and examinations skill, and try to be as calm as possible, and try to diagnose a person in less than 6 minutes.

Next year, 2006 :

Hopefully by april, i will be smiling thro every single angle on my face, and hold that MD title, withhopefully more to add to that title. Hope to venture into other interest of mine...hahha. Want to be more spiritual. and maybe, look at relationship more seriously. Maybe an umrah trip, and bought a new car, while taking over some of my parents's burden and responsibility. Hopefully, i can
do my intern at hukm, and venture into peds and do specialization and be a trainee lecturer as soon as possible.

Ten years from now, 2015 :

I will be 33. Married, with, 4-5 children, a lecturer and consultant, with an islamic approach of life. Very much into photography and designing, and do a lot of travelling and lecturing all over. Spending my time, with my parents, my siblings and my precious family. Aminn....lot more in my head....

When the wrong things ..feel right

2005-09-25T04:11:00.000-07:00

I can't really recall anything specific to say about it, but i know, and i'm sure, i felt it more than a hundred time. I do remember, sitting and looking back, feeling rather guilty of what i had done even it was something right, and also, feeling good, when it was something that is generally wrong. The question is, am i human to feel that? or maybe a better question to ask is, why the wrong thing is wrong, and the right things ...hmm...are right?

I can't answer it. The hardest when, it is a mixture of right and wrong, and a mixture of guilty and satisfaction....you feel good at once, and feel bad at the same time. You keep saying dat it is the best that u can do, and at the same time another hemisphere of you, blaming of all that happen.....

Yet, i learn one thing. That was what it suppose to be, and it suppose to feel....and the reason is for us....to search.Isn't life ...is about knowing the reasons ?

Sunset jetty in Teluk Intan

2005-09-24T19:16:00.000-07:00

Teluk Intan, where the "famous" leaning tower of Malaysia situated, that is where HUKM's med stud "berkampung" for a week or so...to get the taste of the real ,malaysia ministry of health,district hospital....

It is hmm...quite a "big" town, if I imaging Kajang back in 1993..the biggest shopping facility here is either the Billion, of Fajar Supermarket. KFC, Chicken KIng and the newest addition, the Pizza Hut are those fastfood restaurant that can be seen here, at least there is some touch of modernization and something familiar for "urban" medical student.

It was my second stays in Teluk Intan, last week. The first was during peds posting, and last week was for my medical. The hospital, is relatively "new" compare to Kajang, with the highest building, the wards, is 4-storeys high, with 3 well functioning, rather spacious lift(hate Kajang's small lift, which is slighlty maybe better than the lift in the "Dark water". Yet being a district hospital, in this town, the people here seem more hmm....friendly, even without they opening their mouth. Maybe i'm biased when i said that, but generally that is maybe ..and i said maybe ....true. The cases and the patients here were, hmm, the "normal" ones if i compare to the "oh-so-complicated" cases in HUKM.

Taman Melor, is where the houses situated, 4 terrace houses,rented by UKM for the students. This is the source of all those compliants from the students, too packed, too small, too hot, not suitable for study, etc etc etc. But, hmm, people never satisfied. Maybe, it is a bit hot, and a bit pack when the "peak" season come, but hey look at the brighter side, the administration is trying their best, they even provide the fridge and the TV for us. Hmm, but saying dat, i do agree about the "hotness". The house is about 3 minutes drive to Hospital. Pray hard guys, as UKM had bought 8 of those new houses located at the front, for us, hope, we can "merasmikannya"...

Among the best part of this town, is the ...hmm food, it is relatively cheap, and hmm...still have those "kampung water hand" in it..haha. Can you imagine, in that small canteen in that hospital every sigle morning, there are about hmm...40-50 kind of kuih and deserts, selling at 20cents per piece. The lunch, this is where u can still taste, the "real" cekur manis with keledek, kerabu pucuk paku with kelapa parut, and those simple ayam goreng kampung.

Yet, the last visit, revealed a new secret...it is not a "big" or a marvellous one, and not even a secret ...it is just a new discovery. The Sungai Perak jetty. It is actually just a small jetty beside Sungai Perak river where the small boats "parked" their stuff, and some small hmm...fishermans...selling prawns. Nothing much there, yet,for a guy like me, standing there on the jetty walking on planks of wood on a plastic silinder float, with sun was setting down, after that long tiring, confusing, clueless times in the Hospital,the walk was totally rewarding. As it was still merdeka month, the jalur gemilang flags attached at the wooden pillars, add a dramatic effect, to that event.

Maybe for Azwan, Zamri and Shimi, the big udang galah was the reason they were they, but for me, it was the jetty and the sunset. It was rewarding.

Another book nearly "hilang"...

2005-09-08T03:10:00.000-07:00

Hey, thursday again!! On this day, especially tonight, every single week, i will realise that the week is nearly coming to the end and how i spent it with all the useless "tak berfaedah" thing. Hmm, exam is another 2 week and it seem that i barely move forward, luckily,i did not move backward, really lucky there is no reverse mode in this situation.

Been quite an hectic day. I was suppose to "puasa" today, but things seem wrong from morning. I woke up, with a stomach ache, maybe from the roti nan and mutton soup from last night dinner. And after that morning bath, realised that i "lost" one of my fav book, the red covered examination to medicine written by talley, the most precious photostated copy. To add to misery, a sms from Zamri, warning us the possibility of ward round today, as dermatology class was postponed to 12.Back i guess, the single most important thing that actually ruined my morning was the book thingy.

I walked so fast to the ward, i barely remember which path i used this morning, who i met during the walk. What was in my mind, was the book. I asked everybody about it, but up to 8.05am,there was no sign of the book. CME, was interesting, Dr Andrea presented about chorea, the dancing movement, correlation with HHS. It is fascinating how people can dance very well, when they don't want it, haha. Nevertheless, my mind was stucked with the book, i said to Azzah, the "puasa" is cancelled today, i need to eat. I'm not sure what was the correlation, but it seem at that point, breaking my fast , was "best" decision to cope with my stupidity and frustation.

So when to breakfast alone, as Flora is so "takut" about the round, and there where i met with Kak Anis, that complaining about her study and she mentioned about another shocking thing as well. Hmm.....Anyway back to the ward, in the tutoriral room, as all my collegues were gathering inside the room, fortunately, some agreed to join my investigation team..."Bila kali terakhir ko ingat ko pegang" "Aku ingat Azah pass buku tu kat ko" "Mase ko ajar celebelar tuh ko pegang buku tu lagi " "Adli, maser kita kat patient TB tu, aku memang dah tak nampak ko peagang buku tu dah"...hmm..thanks to all of them..especially Zakiah, Shikin and Azah, i rushed to Wad 6, searched everywhere and finally there it was, the red book, nicely arranged in the drawer labelled Buku MC......hmm...

That goes the saying, when it is there, we take it for granted, when we lost it, than we realise how important it is to us...

CPC revolution

2005-08-24T02:02:00.000-07:00

Hmm, there goes the last piece of 30cent fried banana...hmm..pisang goreng nih memmang sedap...minus the thought of the calorie...hmm..feel so sinful...

nothing much today ...yesterday talked to Roy for about an hour...he was bored ..kesian dia..haha..but i had a nice time talking listening...sebab i was not the one yang bayar ..ahhahaha...consequence of that bercakap...set jam pukul 5.30 bangun an hour after dat..teraleapas nak baca systemic disease of the eyes...

cpc today was about diabetic retinopathy ..dr kok was the main presenter...currently all the other departments are trying hard to make their presence felt ..today ...the dietician ..before this the rehabilitian team ...anyway a good thing i realised about the current cpc is the cases are tailored for students...sayind dat ...the cases were mostly the medical student cases with really simple and easy to understand approach of the case...that is good ....a thumb up for that ....i hope that is part of the new curriculum...

a bit blurry and dizzy today ...is it becuase the long winding ..suppose to b simple cardio radiology class ..or i'm not feeling that well...in the contrary of that symptoms ...i still manage to write hear ...hmm..weird ...

okaylah ...nak balik bilik...guess need to sembahyang asar ...hmm...maybe going out to midvalley tonite ...for a break...wasalam

Kosong....

2005-08-23T03:00:00.000-07:00

Hmm, today is Kak Ina's birthday..wish her early in the morning..tak tahulah if kak ina sedar ker tak...she is 27 this year...at her age ..she is ultimately a successful lady in her career.

I'm in internal medicine currently. Interesting cases are admitted every single day, leading to impressive discussion during the rounds. I realised now, that i'm into the discussion currently, not like before, the medical students were a batch of invaluable followers. Now, we are part of the team, infact, i rather feel that the round was especially created to educate us.

Hmm, but funnily, even the surrounding is more realistic, i can't really feel my feet down there. In nutshell, i'm back to my blurness. It is weird because i'm fully awake, can understand the cases, but, tah laa, macam ...hmm..empty. It is so weird, like living without life in it.....it feel really weird...Hope things will improve soon, ..or is this the way it is....just i don't realise it...please guide me..

Anyway hooked to another TV show, i guess. House MD, a new series in AXN, premiered this month, was "the" lucky show. Initially, i thought it was a comedy based drama, something like SCRUB, however, i was wrong as it is a "drama" by itself. The cases are complicated, and really make the medical personel, thinks. It is a good way to list down the differential diagnosis or causes for every single sign and symptom. However, yupp,the way the Doctor approached the case was rather ..hmm....tah laa...not normal. Saying dat, for medical students, there are lot of issues that near to our heart, are addressed in this drama...

hmm....see i'm blur again....weird....there are actually lot of things there in my mind ...but when i stopped to think about it...everything vaporised ...leaving me with nothing....hmm i guess i better get some rest ...till than..wasalam

My dear Ariff..nearly 14 months

2005-07-09T04:47:00.000-07:00

one tree on the hill...

2005-07-08T22:18:00.000-07:00

It was sunday, and i was tired, and there it was, one tree hill...It was my first session with Lucas and Nathan, with Haley and Peyton. I got hooked up....since than my view on teenage drama changed...

It is amazing to feel warm with the storyline. It is rewarding to see the nature of teenage guy exploring the questions in his life, creating his own path, with ways that rather close to my heart.

The issues that were highligted, were like a deja vu....u can really feel and actually, being in his shoe. At least there, it was a TV show, showing a teenage guy, living his days and growing up, in a different way, have session of crying, being lonely, having a small number of fren, show his fear and uncertainty in some issues,open up to his moms about anything, having a girl as his best fren, pondering about qns in life and the best thing, is in touch and sincere to his heart.

Yupp, it maybe a lame drama for some....but it is a drama...where i felt i can connect my feeling with. The reactions were familiar. At least till now...

I like the part....where the teacher asked the students to right one single thing that they want at that moment...and he wrote "Answer"....we always do...

They can say ....

2005-07-04T23:40:00.000-07:00

Hmm, i met with someone yesterday.."Adli, betul ke......etc etc etc". I guess people will never puas hati, to let other people have their own life and be just plainly what they are. Sometime i wonder how these people manage to say something bad about you behind your back and than still can show their face, saying sweet words, in front of you and pretend like they did nothing. Yupp, they don't know that i know, but isn't guilt is there?

I guess it come to certain point, where i had become "numb" to these kind of things. Nevertheless, i still feel really sick when i think of how great their acting were. At one point, i really hope they just be harsh, say it out loud, show what they really feel, rather than pretending. The other say they had to act nice to me, for lot of other reason which for me is ridiculous if they really really hate me.

It is so hard for me to show my face and to be there, looking at them trying to "mengampu". Everytime i had to be around them, i had unexplain symptoms, felt wanna puke, great discomfort, and so on. When it time to get out, it is like freedom to a prisoner. I hate feeling like that, but i can't help it....i can't stop wondering ....why they can't stop pretending..?

I don't do anything to them, i didn't touch them at all, neither talk about them...Why can't they just leave me alone with my life....?

Biased...

2005-07-02T08:05:00.000-07:00

Am i biased?

Tah laa...susah nak really evaluate ourself..but i guess to be biased is normal, we must be a real someone if we don't...

Liking a someone...is dat a biased there ...? Someone maybe will deny it for sure, but as i was looking at it, when i was on my way upstairs to my room...,when we like something,than biased will eventually be there...(however, saying dat maybe applied...for most of the population...3-97% of population i guess...)

Parents will always have biased towards their kids,compare to other childrens...whatever the kids say about what their parents said to them...an excellent and outstanding student will always be in the teachers' heart,even the teachers tried to ignore and care less about him/her....a girl/guy will always denying in their heart, even they agree physically with their collegues when they discuss something bad about the other half...we will alwyas protect our religion when people try to destroy it.....so...isn't all this .....in a way... biased?

Maybe kita dah salah anggap the word biased by itself....it is not like perkataan "pelacur", "liwat", or "bodoh"...that always bring a negative impact...biased...infact...is a natural mechanism, nature response towards liking and love of human...or even any creatures in the world...

I am biased.......and i'm biased!!

Heavenly Pediatric...

2005-06-29T23:17:00.000-07:00

I'm in pediatric currently....known to be the toughest and the most difficult field of medicine....i'm not sure how true it is...but one thing for sure...i love this field very much...

LOt of stories surrounding pediatric ..haunting every single students including me, with all those tok nenek stories ...but i guess that is true to most of the students....Yet, alhamdulillah pediatric act differently on my system...

Hard to describe it, but it is a real satisfaction, working with all this children, i can really smell the surrounding. Walking to the ward, meeting the patients, really make my day. My mind smile in a way, my heart swelled with
satisfaction. Every single children, brought a different part of my heart into place, creating a nice tranquil scenery, an imaginary invisible environment, that is impossible to put it on words.

I barely understand, how children can be hate? They said the darnest thing for sure. I guess the sweetest thing of all, is how the children can be so pure and truthful about life is. It remind me, of those days, and how actually life can be more meaningful. I learned a lof of stuff from this children. They maybe asking a clumsy question, or acting like a "kid"....yet that what make life, a cute journey.

Writing about these experience, put a real smile on my face, my heart is dancing with real joy. People call it weird, and some even said"because kau pun pun macam budak kecik". It maybe an insult, but as time goes, i feel honoured at least i still have that part of kiddy inside of me, which is among the treasure that i'm proud to still have it.

I remember how i whisper azan to babies ears when doing the screening examination, and welcome them to the world. Inviting them to join this world with grace, and to look ahead in 22 yaers, when they will be half of my age. I remember, how i just fold an ugly piece of paper, making stupid little magic with it, that make a real entertainment to a 3 years old congenital heart disaese child, he forgot all his other toys. I remember spending time with my diabetic patients, sitting there with them, talking about diabetic and their life. One even wrote "kenangan manis=dapat adik baru yang comel, kenangan pahit=tahu mendapat penyakit kencing manis :(" Spending my whole evening, walking, and accompany their eating session, late in the evening. I remember, how long i talked to one parents that really worried about their child,explaining what every single of their concerns, assured them that we were doing our best, and to believe in god and how they really thanked me when they walk out with their healthy child. I remember, how it feel, to walk in the ward, in the hospital, at the cafe, in the bilik mainana, when the childrens, will turn around, and scream and even ran with joy, saying "tu Dr tu" "Dr, Dr jom datang sini" "Dr Adli..."...

Hmm..i barely do anything to them...but that what count to them..a simple thing that we barely forget...we usually ignore ..we take it for granted....they just need sincerity...

Maya d most beautiful women....

2005-06-29T23:03:00.000-07:00

Someone told me yesterday.."Li, tahu tak maya karin d most beautiful women in Malaysia, nasha pun jatuh no 2, and erra no 3...etc.."It was confirmed by several people after dat, that rang me and smsed me, delivering the info, while teasing me about it.

Yesterday, i felt ...hmm nothing. I mean, yeah, she is mentioned as the most beautiful women in Malaysia...and so what...?...That's nothing really related to me...

However, as i woke up this morning, suddenly the reality striked me..MAYA IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMEN IN MALAYSIA....and i had the oppurtunity of doing what every guy in Malaysia want to do...spending time with her,knowing her better, having her contact number, and a dream came true when, was given a chance to b with her as ratu sehari. The thought of it...really tickled and excite me in a way, and i realised what was the fuss over maya and adli before.

hmm...the beautiful part of it, it is not the spending time with her, but the chance for me to pass down the story to my so call children later.."Dulu, abah pernah "kahwin" dengan Maya Karin tu". Collecting my stories for my children....it will be a great thing to sit down and tell them, the so called fairytale come true experience to them....i'm waiting for that moment ....and i'm collecting my stories...the fairytale....of a guy name adli..

ages...

2005-06-29T22:48:00.000-07:00

Yupp, it had been ages since d last entry...and lot of things had happened during this period...happy, sad, etc...

It is not that i forgot about this page..i always visit it ...staring blankly at my poorly update page....infact i always end up..opening it, and stucked at the first sentence...i'm not a writer...so i don't call it as writer's block...Plus, i have lot of stuff to say, yet the urge to type was not there...

However, i realised lot of emotions were left unsaid...and now i barely remember the feeling at that particular moment...writing it here, maybe can't really depict my real feeling...yet, as the writer, reading it myself, the excitement and emotions at that particular moment, came back as it is....as i'm feeling it for the first time...

I miss all those feelings...so, i'm back....

p/s:thanks to a person...who still visit my page...reminding me the whole thing about this page...as i was sitting here...i read some of my entries...and i realised...it mean a lot to me...to write it here....even people don't care about it...but i do...thanks...:)

2005-04-13T06:25:00.000-07:00

Is this for real...yeah it is...yupp, i had my bersanding session already, and that lucky someone is maya karin...

Press Conference "Maggi Bersama Bintang"

2005-04-08T07:24:00.000-07:00

Press Conference "Maggi Bersama Bintang" at Sri Pentas TV3. Yupp, i am among the final contestants. Anyway, will write more about it later, in other entry. This pic was taken during the press conference, Kak Engku, Waheeda, and Zahid. "Di mana impian menjadi Kenyataan", is it? Hmm.......

2005-04-07T21:38:00.000-07:00

The Night Out in Hartamas...5 different cheese cakes, 5 different personalities, 5 different coffee....5 different ways to experience life....a memory to remember..PuChang, Antz, Me, Adlin, Nik Yan

2005-04-06T08:53:00.000-07:00

The Sea Cucumber aka Gamat

Gamat, the sea cucumber!

2005-04-06T08:17:00.000-07:00

Last night,(5th April 2005) a sms from Antz "Li,i tengok dalam news, kat PD dorang banyak jumpa gamat. You cariklah esok".

I was not that eager to actually search for the sea cucumber, infact i did not know about it until i received the sms that night. The funny thing, i was there, and i did take a dip in that sea water with puchang, late that evening, but nothing was really peculiar, or nobody was mentioning about that sea cucumber. From the news it mentioned, the "remarkable" event happen around 5pm. Hmm....

Anyway, this morning was my last day there, for that short trip. A message from Bro Ayie put my day into pace, but that another different story. So, while i was having breakfast with Puchang,we were talking about Ayie's message, until PuChang asked me about the sea cucumber thingy. "Hmm, kat Glory Beach Resortnyer area, near that side of PD". Hmm, so...it was not at my area than....the Teluk Kemang...

As it was my last day there, instead of heading back to the room for a great morning nap, i lazily walked to the beach. It was a hot day, not windy at all.Thousand of tiny red sand crabs, making way as i follow the water sea line. Hmm,weird but this is nature, even i was the intruder to their so called habitat, but than because i am ultimately larger than them, and as they regard me as a potential predator, they were struggling to ran away, hiding in the sand, making an adequate opening, bowing to me like i am a king. The truth is, if they, just look back, stay, and group together and stay there, eager to tickle me, surely i will be running away. Yet, that's nature....

It was a sweaty beach walk, and i was looking back, counting the meters away from the resort, when i catched a glimpse of a squity looking object. Is that a....sea cucumber? Using the tip of the finger, there it was, the intervertebra that created news a day earlier. Yeah , i found one....the sea cucumber aka Gamat....Now i know why i was strugling in that hot sun, far away from the resort. It was just to be part of the breaking news.

Anyway, i brought the gamat home, to the room. Put it nicely in a cup i found at the beach, putting a shell beside him, with some dirt and a bath of sea water. It was Puchang first encounter with the gamat, and infact, lot of other staff there too. Puchang were asking me, what to name this little creature, i'm not sure if we agree on anything.

Nope, i did not bring the gamat home, neither Puchang. We left it at the reception counter. The thing is, it was not the gamat that fascinated me, as i had touch several before. Yet, the excitement came, cause i was there, at that time and place, and i was among those who managed to catch one at that moment. Of course, i did not make any news on my discovery, but the moment counts.

Teluk Kemang Retreat

2005-04-04T14:31:00.000-07:00

Birds chipping, squirrels flying, and me swimming...hehe. This is my first trip during my last interyear holiday. Teluk Kemang aka The famous Port Dickson, is the lucky place. Nope, i did not choose to be here, infact it is a free vacation, thanks to my bro,the dear Pu-chang.

It was a late evening journey with a stop at KLIA to welcome Mr Terry Williams, a UK, from Hong Kong. Arrived at Sri Intan at 8.30, the room is promising, a management suite, with a KIng Bed and attached bathroom, only for my own pleasure. With astro, living room, dining and a small kitchentte, that is more than adequate, as i have no expectation at all.

Sri Intan Teluk Kemang, is basically, one of the chain resort of Telekom. Small, yet nicely located and well maintaned area, make a perfect runaway from hustle bustle of the city. Food, is all covered, with daily snacks covered by Pu-chang. Hmm, entertainment wise, nothing much, astro and my books.

Unfortunately, there is no nitelife at all in this famous PD. I'm not a clubbers or what so ever, but than, the town is basically dead even at 9.30. A pity sight for what so called a vacation destination.

The salt water, is not really a fond fan of mine, i usually got that itchy bitchy nightmare. So, not really "into that" sea water yet, but yeah, the walk along the beach and the nap and that bood reading on the sand and that cool wakaf, is a sweet thing. The beach, is basically, quiet, peaceful in a way, maybe it is weekdays, and i like it this way.

This is my last night here, hmm,and i have to take at least a dip into that not so friendly sea water. Hmm, and i really have to get all that rest before the journey back to my sweet home. The best thing about this trip, is it is totally FOC, thanks Pu-Chang.

the final posting..the exam..the most scary!!

2005-03-25T02:54:00.000-08:00

O&G always been among the most scary posting.

I started my O&G with lot of enthuatism. Funnily everything ran smoothly, the first few weeks were just superb. However things started to change several weeks later, namely when i entered the gynae part of the posting. I'm not sure what is wrong, is it because of the gynae itself, the ward, or we were barred from the ward, the seniors are going away,because moving to anew house or just because i was not in the mood. But, ultimately, my energy just drained off, from 100 to nearly none. At certain point, i just wish, that i can end the posting there and than.

The exam, was of course, eventful, The cinical sesson, had to be done, more than a week earlier, due to the senior's proffesional exam. I was supposed to be the last candidate, however, Prof Zaleha, my dear clinical examiner, brought it forward. The session went quite well, until the part, where she said "adli, you had done everything well, but you are just so slow. I'm not sure where is the problem, but you use all the 10 minutes. Unfortunately, we don't have time for discussion. But generally, u did "okay" even without the discussion". What ....no discussion..... I freaked out. "Okay" but without discussion, how can that be?

The theory was a week after dat. The MCQ and PMP Gynae were reasonable, but the Obs PMP,were just so, confusing, not becuase of the knowledge, just the way the qns was made, i was wondering, what to put there, on that space. The OSCE was basically. Okay.

So, how is d result? Today at 3, at that bilik seminar, the result was announced. That was among the time of me being a medical student, that i was so disturbed and so uncertain. Fail is among the word that i really hope will not be said, but i was not sure, will that be a reality. To cut it short, i pass. However, yupp, not an amazing result, infact i did fail my PMP Obs, but due to other part, especially, the OSCE and MCQ, my mark was raised to a really safe level. Funnilly, i pass my clinical even without the discussion, thank god, totally HIS work.

What is so wrong about o&g than. Aftey actually analizing it, it is not the posting, but it was me,(this apply for me). The posting was rather an interesting posying, the workwas reasonable, infact the knowledge that need to gain was basically in my hand. So what went wrong? In my case, it was about me, the innerself of Adli. I look back at all the problem and mistake, it is not about my knowledge, my skill, etc. It was just luck. And Allah really want to say something to me. Yupp,HE did, thro this way. Alhamdulillah, he did not push it, to the extend of failing me.

He is the almighty. And i really really need to do something about me.....

2005-03-24T01:56:00.000-08:00

My Baby Ariff Hakimi, he is nearly 10 months now. My Jack Jack, the incredible thumbsucker and the ultimate heartrobber. Still waiting for he to call me papali, that day, will be among the best day of being an uncle, a Papali.

Faces of 2004

2005-03-24T01:52:00.000-08:00

Faces of 2004

facial...facial..

2005-03-24T01:01:00.000-08:00

Feel good. Yupp, just back from my facial session. Facial? Yupp, facial, where the person will scrub, prick ur face, trying to make the will not be flawless, near to what we hope it will. And, nope, this is not my first time, duhh...

So why facial? Haha, the answer is quite simple. The same reason why other people go for facial. For beautiful skin, not the real answer, but more to have a less problematic skin. It is like having a cyst, if we don't take it out, it will turn to get infected and later will become abscess, and that is when the nightmare of acne haunting the person.

Hmm, funnily, i really like my facial session. I'm not the type of person who go every month, not even once in 3 month. If i'm lucky, the sixth month interval it is, but usually, it always be more than a year after my previous session. The problem , yeah money is the main factor, time is the second factor, third is the accompanying person. The session, is of course not everyone cup of tea,(hehe), especially the pricking session. Yupp, it was painful, however i found it to be satisfying, the pain is a promise of a pleasant sight later. And i tend to develop the art of sleeping during the session, which is a skill i guess, to be sleeping tight with all those cream, toner on your face.

Today, i went alone, after a year of exposing my face with those polutants in the air, rolling my face on all sort of surface, "swimming" it in a unknown pool, torturing it with all type of weather, kissed and pitched by those unsure of what it is. Hmm, yupp, i got my skincare product, nevertheless, the yaer of clinical, is unpredictable, and the same goes with my face washing session. I did wash my face every morning, but the more important before sleep session, was not part of daily routine.

Thanks god, after all that suffering, the face, got what it deserve, a real thorough facial. The holidays is here, and i hope the skin can enjoy thro it with a healthy start.I'm not sure, what it will face later, will i stick to the night routine, and when is the next facial session. At least, the skin is happy for today!!

walking down the school's "kaki lima"

2005-03-07T01:35:00.000-08:00

Early morning, with green pants and white shirt plus the black songkok and the white shoes barely "berkapur"(result from late night "only" kapur without washing). NOt to forget, d big water bottle, the funny "selempang" bag and the lovely, totally meanigful, "stickt" badge(need only a single badge with this, rather than buying 5-6 for all d clothes.) Yupp,it was that years of secondary school, a journey, a truly colourful picture on its own.

Today, as i drove back to my new house in UKM after sending my dear janie to UPM, suddenly the urge, of that naive me, came back. I drove straight and without really aware of it and amazed by my two upper limb, turning the steering which will bring me down the momory lane, my old old school, the one and only, maahad hamidiah.

I was driving thro d memories of arriving late everyday to school, when i was suddenly stopped by a pak guard. What a pak guard at that never been use pak guard house. That is amazing. To add to my amazement, i need a "pas pelawat" to go in. Huh... (weirdly, malaysian idol come to my mind...hahaha..)

Climbing up the stairs to second floor leading to bilik ketua bidang, i realised, how i had taken for granted the lift, in HUKM. I was not tired or disgusted by it, but the feeling was raw and refreshing. Hmm, the students so called my super juniors flashback the images of me being in the same shoes ( i must be the most stupid and ugly looking male student in that attire.....)

Stepping in the ketua bidang room, where i usually "lepak" meeting my teachers and was my office when i teached there as "cikgu ganti" for a month after matriculation, it is the same old room. The table, the chairs, the sofa, and that awfully stack of book and paper, schedule and time table....there are still there..... Cikgu Latifah and Cikgu Noorgayah were the ones that greeted me there. The list goes on. Cikgu Rohaini, at kaki lima, Kak Mia in the library with Cikgu Yahurin, all others cikgu along the corridoors, Cikgu Zaini and Cikgu Mai, back to Bilik Ketua Bidang, Kakak Makmal, and that makcik tukang sapu at makmal, and lastly cikgu ramrah and cikgu zarinah back to the library.

Hmm, ohh yeah, lot of changes in Maahad. To name a few, code bar system in the library, "kad keluar kelas" for every classes (do they need a pass to go to the toilet too?....), makmal komputer (a two storey building with a real working up to date software and processor) and others. New people, yup, lot of new cikgu, and ustaz, and a new "pengetua" as well, a nice looking, forthcoming pengetua. Ohh, new activity, kawat kaki is coming up, with that makan malam amal maahasd in april (with all the teachers, urging me to buy a table...with Rm100 per chair, that a thousand for a table....wow...where should i get the money)

Ohh yeah, do i still have something there? My footprint has long been gone, neither my contengan etc (hmm....do i conteng any...if i did, dah lupa dah pun...), yet, and sweetly, my old students were still there, strugling thro their year as a senior, the fifth formers. I barely remember their faces and names( they were barely 13 and was totally obviously not even matured at that time). NOw all had reached that superb puberty status, leaving me smiling proudly to see them, standing there as a super senior. THe good thing of being a teacher, is the students (some) do remember you teaching them years back.

It was a nice time to take a break and walking down that memory lane. And among the best thing today is, it was not just me who visiting my old teachers,at the same time, i got a visit from my "old" students. What u do to others, others will do it to you.......and that's totally true..(-_-)

Confident...Case Presentation

2005-02-24T02:00:00.000-08:00

"Don't be over confident," Prof Zaleha said to me."It's good to be confident, but when you are too sure about yourself, than, it is a bad sign." Yupp, a very good advice, Funnily, i didn't realise that i was over confident, am I?

That was my first obstretric presentation and i guess the last for my group for the 4th year. Placenta Praevia Type 2 with concurrent premature contractions and anemia, that was the case. Unfortunately, and interestingly, the case was so interesting yet so complex, i know i will be half dead after the session is over.

That's not what really matter, because the most disturbing thing is that it is about my personality of presenting a case. Confidence level, a lot of information, marvellous facial expression, and a flowery words of describing symptoms, which is good, yet in moderation. Hmm, i was so eager not to be less in it, nevertheless, stumbled to be a bit on the "over" side, and to add to the misery, i did not realise that i was over the edge. The good thing is someone actually wake me up from my undiagnosed syndrome of presentation.

I guess, now i need to brush up to be a little bit under, in order to be near to perfect. Help me ALLAH.

Rooster, the year of cock!!

2005-02-07T20:33:00.000-08:00

Tomorrow, will be the beginning of year full of chic and cock, haha, the year of rooster is here. Hmm, that mean this year, Anis, Ai Peng and others seniors will be turning 24, completing 2 cycles of chinese lunar calendar.

Now it is 12.36pm, at the cc kat hospital. Pukul 2.30 and 3.30 nanti got 2 classes regarding o&g. Hmm, why we got to have class at this period of time, when i am in my festive holiday mood? Too bad....but i guess, the situation for Ai Peng and other chinese is worst..."Can u imagine Adli, that they don't want to reschedule the class. It is impossible for me to get back here at 2.30!! And i'm not sure when that 3.30 class will finish. Tomorrow evening, i have to travel back to my grandma house in Kula Selangor!! They are not considerate at all!!", Ai Peng sadly complained to me, yesterday.

Yeah, kind of true. If i'm in the same situation, i will feel sad too. But saying that, i had been in that situation several times. Hmm....yupp, some people just to selfish for their own sake and good. Yet, that's world, and we need to familiarize with it, to excel in life.

The year of Rooster supposedly to be better than the past year of monkey. I hope it will bring the same reflection of my life. Come on, chic and cock, follow ur master!!

p/s; haha...chic and cock...don't misinterpret it!!

volunteering....to be or not to be ...

2005-02-07T20:24:00.000-08:00

It just happened that suddenly i felt the urge to BE.....

"Basically, i'm a medical student. So volunteering is part of my everyday job. Yet the field is usually limited to health and community who need it. Being a youth and have a lot of interest in development of youth, i'm attracted to share my experience and knowledge with others especially my juniors to guide them into their future.
In addition to that, currently, a student advisor for Asia Medical Students' Association (AMSA) Malaysia, and a Liason Officer to Europe for AMSA International, i involved in lot of youth related programs nationwide and in asia level. Experience attending conferences and meeting locally and abroad, expose me to different cultures and lifestyle that will help me to be part of your volunteering team. I never involve in any of ABM programs before, and it is pity, when i was in my teens, i never heard about it. Nevertheless, i guess, i'm not too late to be part of the ABM family. It is my pleasure to volunteer!!"

hmm...yeah it is deep from my sincere heart ....

Collection of Friendship

2005-02-05T06:38:00.000-08:00

It was last wednesday evening, when suddenly, it strucked my mind, what is friend? Are you and I, is consider as friend? Is that, by i know you, we chat, we do things together and we meet several times, we hang out, we are consider as friend? Is it...or ....it is more than it..or is it less than that?

I can never answer that for sure, but instinct play a big role in it. So, i finally sat down on my chair after that laps of swimming and magrib prayer, scrutinizing all my "friends" and "peoples" that i met thro out my life, evaluating their importance to my life, but i guess the most important factor that influence my instinct was....am i important to them. And yeah, by the end of the night, the list revealed a reality of "friendship"...it was sad to see the reality, yet i feel relieve that i had the strengh to dive deep and see the truth of my life.

Hmm, funny to see that out of thousands u collected along the way and u hope to establish a bond between them, only a few are willing to be collected and care about who you are.......i don't want to be a mere collector.......

Goodbye schizo...welcome lovely baby (-_-)

2005-02-05T06:06:00.000-08:00

So it was over, the psy syndrome is finally over...for at least until i start my final year. Can't say much, yupp i was nervous, as usual, started to prepare for the exam (finally) on monday two days before the clinical and 3 days before the MCQ, essays and case solving...and thanks to allah...the exam went smoothly and it was a good feeling !! Mr S, my clinical exam patient, even though was really manic with his "delusions" about Shania Twain, his company and the club he want to buy....i managed to crack the code and revealed the mistery...Relapse of Bipolar Mood Disorder Type 1 with psychotic features, without interepisode residual symptoms. Hmm, and i like the problem solving question, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder as result of the tsunami devastation.

O & G, my last posting for my fourth year...huhh....yuppp a year nearly over..and it just feel like yesterday i started my JKM. So, i am 5 days old of O&G, and it feel marvelous. I entered it with empty mind, but yupp, with lot of energy inside. It is like i was reborn, energetic as ever and eager to explore the most feminine posting ever...hahaha...

Yesterday was my first official night oncall, and alhamdulillah, i managed to conduct 5 deliveries which is the requirement for us for the next 8 weeks. And welcoming a new life into this word is a gorgeous feeling......and i like this feeling...(-_-)

tanjung rambutan, psy and I

2005-01-12T07:29:00.000-08:00

This is my 6th week of psy posting...and ...hmm...i have 2 more weeks to start all over again...and I AM READY!!..hehehe...The funny thing is ...bila dah 6th week...baru i got d feel to actually, start doing something.

Yupp, maybe i was too into my japan trip, nevertheless, the feel and excitement was not really there and d anxious part mixed up,produce a "blur" me.Last thursday, 6th of january, was our visit to Hospital Bahagia ULu Kinta aka the famous Tanjung Rambutan. Hmm, funny, weird but expected, it is a peaceful tranquil place, a nice big place with lot of lands and green. Sometime i wish i have that big land, i love land...naturalist in a way...

Okay, today, even it did not start that well, woke up quite late, the alarm did not really work, d traffic was terrible, had to park several hundreds meters away from the usual place, and was sitted at the back row, i did archived quite lot of things, compare to other days....

Yupp, i am ready to jet away to this weird planet of psychitary...even i should do it 6 weeks ago, but i guess, it is not too late ...and it is just ME...yupp..it is about tanjung rambutan, psy and I....

Japan, where d sun rise :)

2005-01-09T19:56:00.000-08:00

It is among d best trip ever...Japan is a marvellous learning experience.. Looking back at all the things that i had to go thro to be there, it is worth even more.

Japan, always fascinated me in many ways even before i was there. Japanese dorama is my fav type of drama, d culture and d language never fail to excite me. And standing there in Japan, is totally a nice feeling, hard to describe. The scenery, environment and the society, woven by the culture and the new era of resolution, i can feel and experience it, bring me back to the memories and dreams that i always imagine of.

But, the great thing about this trip is not only japan and it known properties, this trip had a spirit by itself, reasons that make it so meaningful. I learned a lot of things, from tiny things like snowflakes to superb technology-the shinkansen, and emotions and sprituality, from friendship to the incredible theme of religion.

I nearly cancelled my trip to japan, several times, had termendous 3 months of emotional lability due to this trip. Money was flowing out like water, that by second day, i promised myself not to actually convert the amount i spent to malaysian ringgit. Sleepless nights and dissociative fugue were the usual night events. Meeting new exciting peoples was a ritual every single day. It was great to actually woke up, and happy to face and enjoy a new day, forgetting a bit about my life in malaysia. Don't get me wrong, the trip did have it ups and downs, and i did experience it, nevertheless it was truly meaningful, a down part that u treasured and happy that it did happened.

This is my first chapter of japan, really hope the next chapter of experience will come...konichiwa...

Psy..pscho!!

2004-12-22T17:07:00.000-08:00

I'm in psychiatric rite now ..completing my 3rd week, with no actual one patient that i clerk. Hmm, i think i have this initial adjustment disorder when entering a new posting.

Psy, an interesting field, truly love d cases d theory behind it, it involve lot of emotion and d world of marvellous discoveries, it involve one of the "beautiful" organ in human, d brain. Entering psy, i hav to admit, is a real challenge. I'm still have this anxious feeling. People say i did well..or even better, but sometime i felt like i was pretending to be that what ever i did.

Hmm, i barely sit down with one patient and clerk them, have d anxiety disorder thinking about it. Hmm....anyway really hope i can do something about this..i can't carry on avoiding them...they need me ...hahahaha....see d psychotic features in me dah kuar dah...

being bipolar(hahaha...as most people like to put it)....i think i just add several other diagnosis to myself....Adjusment Disorder due to Anxiety of being a Psy Student, with some features of psychosis....hmm...a nice case for a case write up.....and remind me ...i should stop typing as i need to complete my case write up ..before flying to where the sun rise....

p/s:flight of ideas.....ohh ..i must stop this....

Ortho and the three minor!!

2004-12-22T16:49:00.000-08:00

Ortho ...was a roller coaster ride for most people ..it was ..yupp it was...but i just got d excitement d last week of it....hmm..yeah u can read about my stressing state of being clueless down there....i was so blur ...i nearly cried inside....not because it was difficult but i was empty....but allah is almighty ...he gave me the "feel"...and alhamdulillah...the result is out...and being the top....is truly gorgeous....alhamdulillah...

ENT, OPth and Anes ..three minors that i find fascinating....hmm...not sure when d result will be out ...but i enjoyed d journey ...clueless and blurness ..is part of the posting...compare ngan orang lain...li memang laa paling bodoh n pemalas sekali...yupp..i did worried ....hmm...but ..i guess ..i started to learn not everybody is d same ....and i'm totally weird...

ohh tipu laa pulak kalau tak tahu result ....as my lovely brother in law, is one of my anest lecturer...i know my result ....hmm..it is a good result ...but ...i thought i can score better .....not sure what happened ....but as all the other put it .."Haey dah okay sangat ...dah laa tuh..nak apa lagi...bersyukur..."..yupp...even Ai Peng and Yin Ping....got d same result....(nobody know d result actually...hahaha lucky evil me)

hmm...Basic life support course ..was awesome. With astro recording at the same time. Acting!!!..hahhaa....komputer mati pun berlakon jugak..buat malu jer hahhaa.

Hmm, opth and ENT was during ramadhan. Kesain tengok patient takut bila kita masukkan barang dalam telinga dorang "Batal puasa ker?" ...common question...hmmm anesth is after raya...2 week posting ...nearly everyday ...i went out to evrywhere ....went for movies three times in that 2 week....hmm...i must be really crazy at that time!!