So every year my housing area has a gathering and celebrates a few occasions together. During Chinese New year, all the Chinese resident of my residence will jointly invite all the rest of the community to celebrate with them Chinese New Year at our Taman Club House. This is the same for Deepavali and Christmas. But for Merdeka and also New Year, every household in the Taman will contribute and give the dinner. So for this Merdeka, one family paid about RM50.00. It was nice, we had Satay, Mee Hoon, Tosai, Putumayam, Mutton, Chicken, wine and sausages, chicken wings, and a few others I never got a hold off because I ran back to layan my friend’s sms.
It was good though. Managed to disturb one baby who could not get enough of me and was crying while I was leaving home. He was damn cute….. Will I ever have a little rascal on my own someday? I wonder………………………………………………………….
Wednesday, 30 August 2006
Sunday, 4 June 2006
So it's the school holidays again. Many people with children would be thinking what to do, where to go with their kids in order the kids get the holidays they deserve after striving very hard to work their butts off at studies!! For some playful kids, this holiday is just slightly better than the normal school days for they are the lazy, playful ones.Last weekend I spent the night at Cititel hotel. I spent it with my collegue (who lost her husband) and their 11 year old son. I'll say I'm close to the boy. So we checked in the hotel at about 5pm. Funny how I left the turning to the hotel car park and I had to make one big round passing Brickfields all over again. For those who wants to stay in Cititel, Midvalley, the catch to their parking lot is..... You pass the hotel lobby and then as you come down to head the road immediately turn to your left and that's the hotel parking.
I left my collegue at the lobby and took her 11 year old to park the car. Well thank GOD we found a car park. And then we checked in the hotel. Had a short nap. At 8.00pm we left for the food court and had mixed rice plus ice-kacang. Damn was I stuffed. I booked a 9.30 show for "Over the hedge". It was a very good children movie I would say. I truly enjoyed it with the boy while his mother just dozed off at the theatre. I can't blame her because she was tired due to the medication she took.Movie was over by 11.00 and we got back to the hotel.
Next day we went for breakfast at 8.30am. We had breakfast at the hotel. Stuffed ourselves again and then waited for my other collegue to join us with her daughter, neice and nephew. They reached about 10am. We then walked to the GSC to watch "Poseidon" 11am show. Its just sad how one hero had to die end of that show... I loved the HERO though!. The guy who acted in SWEET HOME ALABAMA.... damn he is so cute especially HIS SMILE!!!!. WOW!!!!. Anyway you wanna know who died.... go watch the movie. It's worth watching...
The trip all ended very fast. After the movie I moved home straight. Reached home by 3.00pm and slept off till about 6.30pm. I enjoyed every single moment with the boy. He was indeed happy and I'm glad at least I made him smile and made his day.....
I left my collegue at the lobby and took her 11 year old to park the car. Well thank GOD we found a car park. And then we checked in the hotel. Had a short nap. At 8.00pm we left for the food court and had mixed rice plus ice-kacang. Damn was I stuffed. I booked a 9.30 show for "Over the hedge". It was a very good children movie I would say. I truly enjoyed it with the boy while his mother just dozed off at the theatre. I can't blame her because she was tired due to the medication she took.Movie was over by 11.00 and we got back to the hotel.
Next day we went for breakfast at 8.30am. We had breakfast at the hotel. Stuffed ourselves again and then waited for my other collegue to join us with her daughter, neice and nephew. They reached about 10am. We then walked to the GSC to watch "Poseidon" 11am show. Its just sad how one hero had to die end of that show... I loved the HERO though!. The guy who acted in SWEET HOME ALABAMA.... damn he is so cute especially HIS SMILE!!!!. WOW!!!!. Anyway you wanna know who died.... go watch the movie. It's worth watching...
The trip all ended very fast. After the movie I moved home straight. Reached home by 3.00pm and slept off till about 6.30pm. I enjoyed every single moment with the boy. He was indeed happy and I'm glad at least I made him smile and made his day.....
Thursday, 11 May 2006
BLACK TUESDAY
Tuesday to Thursday (21st November – 23rd November), I was sent for a course. This is called a mandatory course where one needs to sit for some papers in order to be considered for a future promotion. Somehow I got my parent’s permission to stay out during this duration of course and surprisingly they agreed. Tuesday morning I was feeling very uneasy. Surprisingly I was not hungry. I just felt really gloomy and down. I thought perhaps I’d be hungry during lunch but yet another surprise, I was not. No breakfast and no lunch and I still felt very full and restless.
Just as I was reassessing myself as to what could have triggered my weird feeling for the day suddenly I received a call from my office mate Janagi. Janagi asked me if I heard from my ex colleague Devi from morning and I said No! Asking her further about why is Jan suddenly looking for Devi, Jan just paused and said “Cat…..”. My immediate reaction was “NO!!!” and Jan replied ‘YES’. I was speechless for one minute and I could hear tears in Jan’s voice. I asked how and she replied she was not sure but all she knew was that Devi fainted and was left unconscious. To verify things I called Devi’s hand phone and it was picked by her sister in law and she told me the news that my good friend and ex colleague had passed. I just could not believe the news. I have blog’d a few months ago about the passing of her husband, Uncle S and I’ve also mentioned about spending the school holidays with her and her 11 year old son and our stay in Cititel. I just can’t believe it. She called me the day earlier and told me she won’t be at office saying she’s going to the court to get the hearing of her husband’s LA. Her husband did not leave a will and that was what the court hearing was about. She went to the courthouse with her lawyer and her 11 year old boy. Her lawyer dropped her and her son at the entrance of the courthouse and went to park his car. When he arrived Devi was unconscious, she fainted and just fell and lost a lot of blood. She passed on her way to the hospital. Friends assumed she must have had some heart problems as she’s been having breathing difficulties for the longest time. Her son also said that she vomited blood a few days earlier but she just warned him not to tell anyone.
From the time of her husband’s death she kept telling daily that she can’t live without her husband and how she wants to go to where he has gone. Just never knew it would really happen so soon. I went to her house that evening. I arrived at 5.30 but the body had not arrived. The son looked very quiet and calm. I was not sure how to console him. Her mother still alive was crying at one corner. The whole situation got worst when the body arrived at 7.30pm. I could not bear to see her lying there. Memories of how we use to talk all came back. I left her place at 8.30pm. I just could not take it. The funeral took place the next day at 2pm. I was at my course and just could not go for the funeral. I felt really bad. Whenever she use to tell her about her death, at times when I get annoyed I’d reply her saying “ don’t worry if anything were to happen to you I’d take a day off and be there by your side”. I wish I could tell her sorry for I can’t make it. I could not sleep the whole night thinking of her and her kid. Things got worst when I heard that her son was adopted. I never knew this till now. I’ve got so many things to ask Devi but she’s no longer here.
I was told not to grieve too much for a death or they will not rest in peace. I don’t grieve but the memories are just something that will live in me. I will miss her. I just pray and hope everything will be fine with her adopted son.
Just as I was reassessing myself as to what could have triggered my weird feeling for the day suddenly I received a call from my office mate Janagi. Janagi asked me if I heard from my ex colleague Devi from morning and I said No! Asking her further about why is Jan suddenly looking for Devi, Jan just paused and said “Cat…..”. My immediate reaction was “NO!!!” and Jan replied ‘YES’. I was speechless for one minute and I could hear tears in Jan’s voice. I asked how and she replied she was not sure but all she knew was that Devi fainted and was left unconscious. To verify things I called Devi’s hand phone and it was picked by her sister in law and she told me the news that my good friend and ex colleague had passed. I just could not believe the news. I have blog’d a few months ago about the passing of her husband, Uncle S and I’ve also mentioned about spending the school holidays with her and her 11 year old son and our stay in Cititel. I just can’t believe it. She called me the day earlier and told me she won’t be at office saying she’s going to the court to get the hearing of her husband’s LA. Her husband did not leave a will and that was what the court hearing was about. She went to the courthouse with her lawyer and her 11 year old boy. Her lawyer dropped her and her son at the entrance of the courthouse and went to park his car. When he arrived Devi was unconscious, she fainted and just fell and lost a lot of blood. She passed on her way to the hospital. Friends assumed she must have had some heart problems as she’s been having breathing difficulties for the longest time. Her son also said that she vomited blood a few days earlier but she just warned him not to tell anyone.
From the time of her husband’s death she kept telling daily that she can’t live without her husband and how she wants to go to where he has gone. Just never knew it would really happen so soon. I went to her house that evening. I arrived at 5.30 but the body had not arrived. The son looked very quiet and calm. I was not sure how to console him. Her mother still alive was crying at one corner. The whole situation got worst when the body arrived at 7.30pm. I could not bear to see her lying there. Memories of how we use to talk all came back. I left her place at 8.30pm. I just could not take it. The funeral took place the next day at 2pm. I was at my course and just could not go for the funeral. I felt really bad. Whenever she use to tell her about her death, at times when I get annoyed I’d reply her saying “ don’t worry if anything were to happen to you I’d take a day off and be there by your side”. I wish I could tell her sorry for I can’t make it. I could not sleep the whole night thinking of her and her kid. Things got worst when I heard that her son was adopted. I never knew this till now. I’ve got so many things to ask Devi but she’s no longer here.
I was told not to grieve too much for a death or they will not rest in peace. I don’t grieve but the memories are just something that will live in me. I will miss her. I just pray and hope everything will be fine with her adopted son.
Saturday, 8 April 2006
BLACK SATURDAY
THis past 3 weeks I've been constantly making visits to this one particular Hospital to visit my friend's husband who was admitted in the ICU. Sadly Uncle did not survive. He passed on Saturday the 8th. Weird how so many deaths took place on this day. Two other collegue and friend lost their father on the same day yet I felt most with the passing of Uncle S.
I knew uncle for almost 4 years now through his wife. His wife and I used to work together but now she's transferred to another place. He was a very nice, jovial, interesting man. I remember spending nights over their house and I always had fun with their 11 year old son, Kabi. I just love squishing the little one (smiles). Such a perfect family now torn apart with the word DEATH!
The last I stayed in their house was about few months ago and in the morning while uncle was sending me to the office he was advising me to get married early and not late like he and his wife did. He was going on and on about the effects of late marriage including not able to bear more children.... Those were actually his last spoken words to me.
Till today I can't accept the fact that he's gone. I remember his wife had a mild stroke in 2002. He was the pillar to her recovery. On of the things he did that actually moved me to tears even today was that, I was told unlce would climb up the Batu Caves steps with his knees and then when he reaches the top, he would break down and pray. He was indeed a loving man who cared so much for his family and it is for him that his wife now drives with speedy recovery from her stroke.
Doctors diagnosed uncle's death to be too much toxication but I have my serious doubts. When I tell people about my doubts they would say "if a man is fated to go, nothing can stop it!". They are right in a way but explanations must be acceptable. My deepest question would be how can a man with a stone in his bladder end in high toxication after his surgery? Question I can only ask but never get an answer too. I asked this very similar question when my ex passed 4 years ago.. At that point I asked.... how can a guy with wisdom tooth extraction diagnosed as a leukimia patient when he was a Doctor himself and he didn't know!!!!? Life is just so unfair! My heart aches each time I see people in their 80 's still living strong while God punishes the good and younger ones!
No matter what my anger is, I can't bring the dead back to life! I looked really stupid trying to console uncle's wife telling her to be strong always for I know her pain is something no one can comfort except for the man she has lost. I speak this out of experiance and hence know the suffering of loosing the one you love and care and nothing anyone says will ever heal the broken heart.....................
I knew uncle for almost 4 years now through his wife. His wife and I used to work together but now she's transferred to another place. He was a very nice, jovial, interesting man. I remember spending nights over their house and I always had fun with their 11 year old son, Kabi. I just love squishing the little one (smiles). Such a perfect family now torn apart with the word DEATH!
The last I stayed in their house was about few months ago and in the morning while uncle was sending me to the office he was advising me to get married early and not late like he and his wife did. He was going on and on about the effects of late marriage including not able to bear more children.... Those were actually his last spoken words to me.
Till today I can't accept the fact that he's gone. I remember his wife had a mild stroke in 2002. He was the pillar to her recovery. On of the things he did that actually moved me to tears even today was that, I was told unlce would climb up the Batu Caves steps with his knees and then when he reaches the top, he would break down and pray. He was indeed a loving man who cared so much for his family and it is for him that his wife now drives with speedy recovery from her stroke.
Doctors diagnosed uncle's death to be too much toxication but I have my serious doubts. When I tell people about my doubts they would say "if a man is fated to go, nothing can stop it!". They are right in a way but explanations must be acceptable. My deepest question would be how can a man with a stone in his bladder end in high toxication after his surgery? Question I can only ask but never get an answer too. I asked this very similar question when my ex passed 4 years ago.. At that point I asked.... how can a guy with wisdom tooth extraction diagnosed as a leukimia patient when he was a Doctor himself and he didn't know!!!!? Life is just so unfair! My heart aches each time I see people in their 80 's still living strong while God punishes the good and younger ones!
No matter what my anger is, I can't bring the dead back to life! I looked really stupid trying to console uncle's wife telling her to be strong always for I know her pain is something no one can comfort except for the man she has lost. I speak this out of experiance and hence know the suffering of loosing the one you love and care and nothing anyone says will ever heal the broken heart.....................
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