Haj Mabrur Our Wish

Back to Balance

Tho I am not suppose to work out during pregnancy, well I'm doing it a little. I'm craving for working out, the patience to be all out has put me to the test.

Mind-body workout coordinates movement, breathing and awareness. It gives health and well-being on several levels eg : physical, emotional, psychological and spiritual. Because of the enjoyment of those days and of its benefits to me and now I know as for the practice, the time-honored art of working out accepted as self-care during pregnancy and preparation for childbirth and motherhood.

Of course it feels good after a short practice and yet long for a longer one. I'm releasing the real practice in words here :)

Stand upright, hands on the sides...
it relies on breathing techniques to make the practice fruitful...
Exhale and inhale provides oxigen to the whole body, ohhh it is so nice If I could be stucked on my mat :) and feel fairness beautiful you and me.

...Our yesterdays are but dreams

Our tomorrows merely visions

but today lived well makes

Every yesterday a dream of joy,

And each tomorrow a vision of promise...

Umbrella - I sang the song on stage :)

You have my heart
And we'll never be worlds apart
Maybe in magazines
But you'll still be my star
Baby cause in the dark
You can't see shiny cars
That's when you need me there
With you I'll always share
Because...

When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Told you we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella eh eh)

These fancy things,
Will never come in between
You're my entity
Here for Infinity
When the war has took it's part
When the world has dealt it's cards
If the hand is hard
Together we'll mend your heart
Because...

When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Told you we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella

You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella

You can run into my Arms
That's okay don't be alarmed
(Come into Me)
(There's no distance in between our love)
Gonna let the rain pour
I'll be all you need and more ooohh
Because...

When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Told you we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)

It's raining
Ooo baby it's raining (raining)
Baby come into me
Come into me
It's raining
Ooo baby it's raining
Come into me
Come into me

Sundays in My City

Sundays are just good for me to have breakfast at the table. As other days would be infront of the computer :) btw Saturdays are as good.New discovery on Sundays market. It's been sometimes ago I saw baby shark at Redang. It was swimming with me. It's too late to rescue this one.

Back to balance on Sundays is amiss, I still continue some light poses for bigger tummy :)

Nice Sundays having lasagna at The Coffee Beans.

Sundays spa at home will just do for two.

Sundays out in the wood was just perfect.

Sundays stretch :) this is what I do and wanna do, always.

Sundays walk by the ocean.

Letter from President - What I want for You and Every Child in America

I read the letter of Barack Hussein Obama from our local magazine. Easy way to copy paste, I found it the MSN

I used to recieve letter from mom before she went to work too, the breakfast is ready on the table together with other lists in the fridge :)

‘What I Want for You–and Every Child in America’

By President-Elect Barack Obama PARADE Magazine This Tuesday, Barack Obama will be sworn in as our 44th President. On this historic occasion, PARADE asked the President-elect, who is also a devoted family man, to get personal and tell us what he wants for his children. Here, he shares his letter to them.

Dear Malia and Sasha,

I know that you’ve both had a lot of fun these last two years on the campaign trail, going to picnics and parades and state fairs, eating all sorts of junk food your mother and I probably shouldn’t have let you have. But I also know that it hasn’t always been easy for you and Mom, and that as excited as you both are about that new puppy, it doesn’t make up for all the time we’ve been apart. I know how much I’ve missed these past two years, and today I want to tell you a little more about why I decided to take our family on this journey.

When I was a young man, I thought life was all about me - about how I’d make my way in the world, become successful, and get the things I want. But then the two of you came into my world with all your curiosity and mischief and those smiles that never fail to fill my heart and light up my day. And suddenly, all my big plans for myself didn’t seem so important anymore. I soon found that the greatest joy in my life was the joy I saw in yours. And I realized that my own life wouldn’t count for much unless I was able to ensure that you had every opportunity for happiness and fulfilment in yours. In the end, girls, that’s why I ran for president: because of what I want for you and for every child in this nation.

I want all our children to go to schools worthy of their potential—schools that challenge them, inspire them, and instill in them a sense of wonder about the world around them. I want them to have the chance to go to college—even if their parents aren’t rich. And I want them to get good jobs: jobs that pay well and give them benefits like health care, jobs that let them spend time with their own kids and retire with dignity.

I want us to push the boundaries of discovery so that you’ll live to see new technologies and inventions that improve our lives and make our planet cleaner and safer. And I want us to push our own human boundaries to reach beyond the divides of race and region, gender and religion that keep us from seeing the best in each other.

Sometimes we have to send our young men and women into war and other dangerous situations to protect our country - but when we do, I want to make sure that it is only for a very good reason, that we try our best to settle our differences with others peacefully, and that we do everything possible to keep our servicemen and women safe. And I want every child to understand that the blessings these brave Americans fight for are not free—that with the great privilege of being a citizen of this nation comes great responsibility.

That was the lesson your grandmother tried to teach me when I was your age, reading me the opening lines of the Declaration of Independence and telling me about the men and women who marched for equality because they believed those words put to paper two centuries ago should mean something.

She helped me understand that America is great not because it is perfect but because it can always be made better - and that the unfinished work of perfecting our union falls to each of us. It’s a charge we pass on to our children, coming closer with each new generation to what we know America should be.

I hope both of you will take up that work, righting the wrongs that you see and working to give others the chances you’ve had. Not just because you have an obligation to give something back to this country that has given our family so much - although you do have that obligation. But because you have an obligation to yourself. Because it is only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you will realize your true potential.

These are the things I want for you - to grow up in a world with no limits on your dreams and no achievements beyond your reach, and to grow into compassionate, committed women who will help build that world. And I want every child to have the same chances to learn and dream and grow and thrive that you girls have. That’s why I’ve taken our family on this great adventure.

I am so proud of both of you. I love you more than you can ever know. And I am grateful every day for your patience, poise, grace, and humour as we prepare to start our new life together in the White House.

Love, Dad

expat~ observes from expat magazine malaysia

An Article from Expat Magazine Malaysia

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Lance arrived in KL just a few months ago.
He brings a fresh perspective to understanding the
local scene that some of us ‘old-timers’ might have
forgotten. Lance hails from Perth.

I fell in love today. I was down at my local bank working myself up into a right old state over some ludicrous banking procedure that was taking over an hour to sort out, when out of the corner of my eye I saw an angel.

The angel was in the form of a beautiful young Malaysian girl. She was dressed in a stunning pink colored kebaya, which is a traditional style of dress I’d never really paid that much attention to before. But somehow this young woman made it seem glamorous, dare I say ‘sexy’ even. At a guess, I’d say she was about twenty two, twenty three (hey come
on, I can dream!!!).

Anyway, what struck me next was how petite she was, maybe five four, and yet she carried herself with such poise and confidence. She looked graceful,serene and completely at ease with who she was. She stood with a straight back, shoulders high and parallel, and she had long black hair that had the sort of shine and lustre that you see in those silly shampoo commercials, only hers was real.

I don’t know how long I was gazing at her,maybe half a minute, and then all of a sudden, for no apparent reason, she turned towards me and caught me looking at her through several slow moving lines of customers. Her first reaction was to smile at me, and as she did her face lit up like a christmas tree. She had sparkling doe-like eyes, and a broad natural
smile that can turn a sure-footed man into a wobbly mess. For a brief moment, perhaps three seconds, my world was perfect , apart from my legs which were a wobbly mess.

Then her boyfriend (I assume), some guy of about the same age came over, grabbed her by the elbow, and whisked her away. And that was the last I saw of her.Hey, it’s OK. I’m over it. I think I’ve fallen in love another fifty times since then.Not surprisingly, the beauty and mystery of Asian women is one of the most common topics of conversation amongst expat guys, especially after they’ve had a few. Yet it’s seldom spoken about in public. It’s like some kind of secret that we dare not share with our partner for fear of them developing a
complex (if they don’t have one already) about these angelic creatures who walk around in slinky, figure hugging size eight dresses, or tight fitting jeans (or kebayas even), with perfect skin and an infectious smile. But the fact is there are so many women up here who are just like that girl in the bank - they are absolutely gobsmackingly gorgeous. What’s surprising is that most of these girls seem to have no idea of their striking beauty. Maybe it’s
because you can see a Miss World Finalist just about everywhere: shopping malls, supermarkets, wet markets, clothing stores(especially clothing stores), music stores, book stores, shoe stores(another big favourite), hawker stalls, cafes, restaurants,small companies, large multi-national companies, advertising agencies, airport terminals, airplanes, fivestar
hotels, four-star hotels, three-star hotels, hostels, buses, trains, cars, taxis, motorcycles, plus the obvious places like nightclubs and bars.

For a bloke who has now lived and worked on four continents, Kuala Lumpur has turned out to be a wonderful surprise. It is blessed with more beautiful looking women per square metre than any other city on the planet. And when you think about it, it makes perfect sense.

The geographic location and political stability of Malaysia provides the perfect melting pot for Malay, Indian, Indonesian, Thai, Burmese, Vietnamese,Phillipino, Singaporean and Chinese cultures to move, mix, marry and multiply, which is what has been happening in towns and kampongs around the country for generations. So you end up with this extraodinary array of exotic looking women, and you see all these subtle genetic influences in skin
colour, facial features, hair colouring, body shapes and accents. It’s mesmerising.


Of course, looks aren’t everything - it’s what’s inside that counts right? Well again, Asian women are different. As a general observation, material possessions, status, and wealth do not seem to mean as much. Asian women tend to be family orientated, they usually have a strong faith, they look after themselves,they can cook up a storm, they’re charming and
intelligent and they go to great efforts to please, if not worship, their partners.
Clearly, for expat men who have grappled back home with the multiple roles of boyfriend or husband, soul mate, breadwinner, sensitive lover, responsible father, financial guru, astute real estate investor, wine and travel expert, witty raconteur, motor mechanic,
plumber, electrician, general handyman, and general all-round nice guy to everyone and everything,working up here, and enjoying the company of gorgeous Asian women makes a damn good change.

Even if it is only for a year or two. Anyway, I’m climbing down from my soap box now. I much prefer my high and mighty pedestal. Besides which, I think I’ve just fallen in love again.

Gotta go.
Lance

Give Me Five ( Words)

I'm game to play along with Ocean Girl. The five words given it is easy to describe me me me, I need more than five, more revealing is appealing :) Ocean Girl, it's a trapped high five.

The first word is TodaY

Today I woke up, I continue my thinking of the name of my studio "Balanced Ancient Workout". I had breakfast, two toasts then yorgurt with muesli. I continue thinking of blogging about balanced ancient workout as my studio's name. My husband thought I started blogging about my baby in my tummy. I'm carrying a baby now,I'm grateful to God, Alhamdulillah, I supposed to break the news here. The latest news is I can't wait to meet her next year. While having breakfast, my mind speeds up in thinking what to do when a friend of mine come to visit. She told she's missing the sea, and she's coming with her son anyway if her husband is on sailing or working. I thought of renting a boat with her for the ride along the island, the island is too big to go around, I guess. Along, a short ride will do to snap pictures of the city from the water. I will check it out and also whether my condition with a baby in the tummy suitable for boating. I listen to the quranic citings, didn't get to read as yet today. Some say Mozart music is good for the baby too as tested mozart was played at a tree, the trees grew healthy instead of rock music, the trees died. I glanced a little of the Ashtanga book to get ideas of the name of the studio. That's about today, half of today, in the morning after I got the message from Ocean Girl for five words to move forward in blogging's journey. Today's afternoon yet to approach.

2.glamouR

What has glamour got to do with me, look like celebrity ? Why Ocean Girl gave me Glamour, I was once a head turns beauty eh? This is the experience of the feeling glamour, last month, I stopped at my relative spa booth and acted buying something then came another visitor was really interested in purchasing aroma candles, then more buyers. The relatives realised that and asked me to stay acting like a interested buyer, I was not acting after I saw the product closely, I was really interested in the natural products. I stood there and listened to what the relative's staff had to say, she said I was like a publicity to their booth, I was proud and couldn't bother much as that's sale's way of saying to make me stay when they saw buying signal from me. Before I left, I bought aroma eye care products and they gave me aroma candles for free and few packets of different kind of scrubs. Then I went to my hubby and said I bought the eyecare for half priced RM14.00 for the sake of supporting them and also to relax my eyes. While talking to hubby, someone from local TV channel RTM invited me for an interview for the Merdeka/National on TV1. I was excited but nervous, he persuaded that I could come along with my hubby who was also hesitated, then he said with the whole family, kids or with the relatives who are the vendors there. I just could not make my way to the camera ahh...but felt like a celebrity hehe...

I felt glamour when I made my way to Tazkirah with VVVIP at a state place, was about Marhaban ya Ramadhan. I was truly honoured to pray there and thank god for the given chance and break the fast there too.

3.happinesS

Is the feeling every minute that you need to feel happy :) I was born with happiness or I say, I'm a happy person. I have full of happiness in me. Actually I'd like to describe "what I am" not "what I do". When I was a little girl I was the centre of attention because I was adorable :) That's happiness. Spark between husband and wife. You know better. To live balance in life, thinking, teaching, blogging, working out with breath-synchronized movements systems, loving, feeling loved by loved ones. Just can't wait to lift-up working out in yogilattes class.

4.secretS

That's the 4th word, secrets are secrets, can't tell anyone :) be transparent, be yourself whether your status had changed to mother, wife, sister, you were born a baby, you are still you. Like a friend of mine, bestfriend, she asked me how I was going to get married, what if my husband know that I am so stubborn, what will happened? The moment she said that, I know she is my very bestfriend. She had revealed my secret. I like that she knows me til that spot. I highly appreciate her concern. Like my mother also, we were at tea time, my mother in law offered my mother "dodol", the sticky jelly almost like gummy but can swallow- sweet things, my mom said no and thanked her because she's wearing a denture, there is no secret for her, but I saw others smiled but the conversations become more livelier because it became more opened to everyone to reveal their secrets .Then someone said my mom is still had a nice body for her age, and my mother in law added that because my mom was a matron in a hospital, then my dad counter honest phrased, she was not physical matron but she was a dental matron. She was good in teeth only not body. The crowd laughed and continued talking about their secrets.

4.motherhooD

Motherhood is nice, people respect me, hehe being a little sister, I respect the elder now the kids respect me. Motherhood is a complete woman's cycle, but not really whether you are an aunt or mak cik/auntie, you are in the mother level, that's the cycle. You are the source of love, you get by giving more.

Success (Steven Spielberg), Untitled ?

I can't think of a better title. Oh...Hope the title leads you to more understanding of my entry :) First off, I had a very good Eid-ul Fitr. I was hybernating for awhile :) can't help, like trees for months in a year just to escape the brutally cold winter. Especially during ramadhan hybernating conserves energy that's how I'm laying back as I'm sharing energy with someone in me.

During festive days, my eyes are so heavy, in the car, I snoozed fast like a screen saver but at least screen saver wakes easy when the mouse is moved.

Now I'm back, awaken, eyes wide opened. Ready to hook to the keyboard, would like to be hooked at the piano keys though with Richard Clayderman's melodies, so soothing leads to relaxation. What goes around, comes around back to hybernating lol.

Back to the success of my brother who I am proud of. He is in the newspaper cutting. He made the right decision to learn foriegn (Japanese) language to further his study. His English was average after 11 years like all of us learnt in school. He knew his weakness and yet wanted to further study in overseas, he chose Japanese. He made history in a big Japanese organisation in Tokyo after had studied in Hiroshima. Now his daughter continues to master Arabic language.

My younger brother's ambition was to be Steven Spielberg, after saw the movies ET, Goonies, Raiders of the Lost Ark. When he came up to be a films producer, first time I heard that in the circles of family members. Til now,I have never heard among youngsters I've hanged around with, wanted to be films Producer, that means, he was genuine in his thinking but he had ended up an Engineer.

In Asian culture atleast in my family as I see, success is not what you are today but the children continues to be success that counts. If not so,they made their success that lead the generations, they make their name famous in a way, having a book eg : Herbs Dictionary leads to a new coming book, conducting class or being an owner to well known Restaurant or Merchant's place for the generations to continue. Or having a genuine classic way of living.

Having materials showed success in some ways, for having associations with the people like that is some kind of success too :) Let them think we are less, that's a reversed soothing psychology or what. Whatever makes you happy that is a success in life.

My dad didn't succeed in the blogging world, the world out there is much interesting for him. Outing, sipping coffee outside, heading to the city is still is his cup of tea. For those who had been in the blogging era, congratulations as this ways you all had shared the outside world with others here. New things are here to explore together.

by the way...

My husband just started blogging, not many posts posted in his blog but his view complete profile amazed me " He inspired by che-det blog number of visitors, he starts to blog, trying his luck to emulate that ex-numero uno, top banana, big kahuna dude". Good luck to him.

Food for thots during Ramadhan

My taste buds is kind of different kinds. I would go for delicacies of cow brain, cow tongues...I know it didn't sound very delicious but it is delicacies that I'm into more than goose liver or cow liver.

I know I got that kind of taste buds from my dad. We could be Carnivors and Herbivors. He would prepare bone merrow soup for our festival. Grilled cow stomach with chillies juice with lemon or tamarind extract. Supposedly reading about food, you would be drooling but not this time.

We would go miles to find squid eggs cooked in coconut milk. That's was my childhood taste bud that I carried it til now. Off course as I grew older with changes in my taste buds, I mingled with friends, relatives of different background. That's how I picked up various food. I fell in love with fish Cod grilled or broiled. I remembered I went out with my parents and brother, she had Cod, her lips swollen as she is a fish oil alergy. We also had raw oysters was very good then scallops. I could still taste them on my lips.

When travelling with my brother or husband, we usually had Japanese food, sea urching will be ordered first. Then escagort in Tapas ways of setting we would go next. If it is in Europe wild mushrooms was must have either breed salmon or wild salmon, we care only food.

After my gym we stopped for avocado juice and crab salmon meat as we wanted to maintain healthy right after the worked out but later on, back to normal, coconut rice, mee curry were on the lists.

During ramadhan we supposed to be moderation in our food desire but as human being, it went the other way round, more desire not just on eating but feasting.

We family sat at the living were thinking of what to have during breaking the fast. I told dad, how about ox tail soup, dad was excited but going low and said you guys go ahead for it as it is good for those who are not affected in their blood. It means the blood had affected with the unnecessary mineral like too much sodium that caused high blood pressure. Then countered my mom said when it is affected it is too late like you(dad) and she corrected like us. I was kind of feeling pity of my dad when mom said like that to him but he smiled and said it is true. He said his breakfasts every morning in those days were half boiled eggs, french toast bread with egg sugar jam (sri kaya) at Kopitiam. If it's not half cooked eggs, he would take coconut milk rice with spicy anchovies or indian bread with lamb curry.

My dad is a high taste person, he was brought up in an educated family that was not poor or rich. He went to Malay College KK (MCKK) the best state high school consisted with high end students of big shots parents. The problem was according to my grandpa who was a high school Headmister, my dad came back from the school breaks with demands new things everytime, the first time was he wanted a camera then went on with branded sport shoes. Grandpa said that he sent him to the best school to be groomed to be somebody academically as he himself was qualified for it, supposedly to study hard in academic not to learn fancy stuffs from his peers. Sighing late grandpa.

My dad always wanted the best for me, he got me an Alba watch when I was in early primary school. Most of my friends used Mickey Mouse watches or cartoon characters brandings. I wasn't satisfied as friends said I wore my mom's or somebody's watch everytime :(

My mom had an opposite lifestyles where she got the biggest size shoes from 7 years old til 12 years. She was like a cartoon herself, she said with a bigfoot that she had to wear them for 6 years, but that was the vision of my maternal grandpa to buy one pair of shoes per primary school life.

Okay back to family gathering at my parents' living room...After prepared basic dinner, we went out to look for something which is not easy to prepare at home. We went to the food bazaar at a mall. I saw dad was sitting at the Teppanyaki bar as if he was waiting for the food to take out. I walked around and got myself Char Kuey Teow, chinese fried flat mee. Mom was strolling and searching. Then I saw dad at the Hong Kong Duck rice with shrimp dumplings and asked him what happened to Teppanyaki, he told that they don't prepare take away. I was mumbling upsetting and kind of finding it hard to believe it take out or eat in is our choice. We went round and round then got home.

During dinner, we really enjoyed it, I told dad better skipped this oilly gravy, as it better having the cholestrol in the crab than in an oilly gravy. Dad was just laughed. We were about to finished eating.

Mom with high voice said to my dad, " Here's your "cholestrol", you haven't eaten, just now you insisted me line up in a long queue for it, better finish it. It was sticky rice, coconut filling, mom called it dad's cholestrol. Poor guy :)

While I am typing this, I got a text message from my mom asked me about my plan for our festival. I paused typing and called her, she is at the Mall waiting for my dad shopped for Dockers pants, I said wow dad was really looked forward to our festival Eid ul Fitr, then I asked mom, what has she got there then, she said nothing, I continued get something would be enjoyable than just waiting for dad to shop. She told me earlier on that she did not plan to buy new clothes as she's going to wear the previous clothes she had that she seldom wore and some my sister had bought for her. That was a formal traditional suits, I guess she supposed to get something casual blouse atleast one or two, then she finished the conversation with Cashy none because now try Economoney :) Oh mom sweet mom :)

Celebrity and Washed Hand

This is about double meaning of washing hands for cleanliness or the hygiene for H1N1. As it is vital to wash hands and shower after lingered outside in the public places as prevention is better than cure. As for this post is about wash hands like rubbing two hands as if a relief emotion after a task has been done and also washing hands before eating. I am not sure to demo the exact gestures, the story goes like this as in the picture of my dad with his last kid, my brother.

My dad who is a caring person and also a concerned one towards his children. Being a father of many kids, he could not wait til the last kid to finish university and get a job, so that he could lay back and relax, relief of a so called the tasks were finished. Though that was his intention to wash hands (I've got the idea of wash hands from himself as I observed his gestures when chatting with friends, relatives or peers on us) but he goes on with his caring character waiting for my brother to have his own house as marriage is secondary, well my brother already owned a house now then my dad would be relief and yet he is not.

Time goes by, I have many nephews and two nieces but the two nephews who lived next door that is a new task for my dad by choice. The task gets going and the going gets tasks :). My dad is still can not put his hands together or to express the phew!! finished! and let them hanging relaxed.

He sweats to make sure the two grandkids of next door to grow up and finish school then he will be relieving a retired man! Our conversation during our holiday in an island, his own nephews who are my cousins said to him, Pak Long or Eldest Uncle, "you have nothing to think anymore, all is done by the children", my dad immediately counter that phrase that he has bunch of things to think about my nephews. He wants his hands are full of his grandchildren like sending to school, accompany them, taking them to places etcetera etcetera by choice could made him feel young.

This all make me think of how our life would be with my kid, the task is there and will always be there and loving it. My husband does not dream to have free of task as in the beginning. A task make him multitasker in fact :) We have many plans for the kid and yet the plans come back to us, there is no way to make the task stop rolling, the task will only keep handing hands or changing hands maybe rest when we must, just to never quit. The tasks relate to another are there and will be less and get easy Godwill, insyaAllah, only one choice is to raise two open palms together to pray for it from Him.

And I have another side story of washing hands. We family, together with my parents went out for a movie. We bumped with a country number 1 singer Dato' Siti Nurhaliza with her husband. My dad was so excited that he got a chance to shake hands with them. On the way home, my mom said to my dad that my dad would not want to wash his hands ever as he shook hands with the beautiful celebrity but my dad said he would wash his hands clean as he didn't shake hands with Dato' Siti Nurhaliza (photo above) but he only did with her husband, sighed :)

One question, was my mom being jealous :) Naaah...don't think so :D

Think Practical

I like to have some people that I can look up to with full admirations, because I find it contagious. My previous experience was to look at people who lives independently like some friends I have. I adore them, took them as my back up plan in life. At the moment I thought of that, I was slowly heading to where they are. Once I was in it, I didn't like it. It was not me to be independent, I like to be with people. I had the chance to live on my own in an empty house belonged to my parents but I didn't like it. Sure I tried to live for few days there then I came back to my parents'. I rather stayed with parents whether they like it or not. I love to be with a family and I prayed that I have a family of my own. That's how it worked for me. I have my own family by praying to have one.
I admired my sister's house that is very cosy and western's style. The nook where she has for breakfast that she loved it the most of the house. I loved it so much too as we are asian hardly to find a nook in a kitchen, I love lounging at her nook by the windows at the fountains where the koi fish swim and hide under the water plants. I was admiring and thinking one day I should have one nook like a western house has a bar with stools you know what I mean hehe, I have one now in my dry kitchen. Small one as in coffee shop and I love it. The plain nook gives me desire to cook while talking to the people sitting there make things colourful.

My car was stolen. I didn't have a car for sometimes, I was worried to have a new one because my brother would think that I am independent and he didn't have to worry to bring me for lounging with his friends. I wanted to follow him to spend the weekends because I know most of his friends. They always hangout in group, with me in was not a crowd at all, I didn't know he liked it or not as long I was out from the house :) Though I delayed to buy a car as the focus was having a boyfriend who fetches me with a nice car, the pressure of buying a car was there coz I was working in a department that the colleagues were fresh graduates. Every two or three months, one colleague bought a new car then another colleague who I hanged around with bought for her parents and she was getting married. Back in my mind, I had to buy a car though we were surrounded with cars that I can borrow. Now I have two cars, one is a dream car and I'm trying to let go the one that I bought by need. As I drove the need car, the dreamed car overtook me, I thought of having the dreamed car. I told my mom, it is possible right to have that one quote unquote... When you have a car, you are not just a car owner but a driver and now I have to dream that I am a passenger in my own car whenever I like it:) Only then I get to sit and enjoy the ride. I hope you observed that I mentioned a passenger in my own car. I just have to becareful of what I'm wishing for. Be specific as God will grant you definitely Godwill, with the help of my parents' prayers as well. My sister used to teach me how to pray, With tears should you tag ;)

My parents always had the idea to be served, I guess they were tired of serving though we had helper while we were little. They didn't like stranger as a helper in the house but they like to be served. Their lifestyle turned up different than others. They were always having meals outside in a nice or not nice restaurants. That's how they like it. And they deserved it. All in the states of mind, I guessed.

Mmm what else hehe...I'm digging out, what's happening is really happened. I guess now I'm back admiring people with a happy family who lives in a nice place so that I will be in it. Well I am in it just to think practically having it and feeling it. Or maybe imagine myself having a daughter as my best friend, cool ya :) Like my mom and my sister or mom with me. Or being a good writer with good grammars and good vocabs. Oh...Nice.

The Wrap-Up Show

August is in the second half of a new year 2009. It has been good with little things, and has yet the biggest deal or event to come after the biggest one that was having a nice "Breakfast at Hartamas" while listening to this song "To Love Somebody". You are right Michael Bolton, it is nice to love somebody.

When I was young,

My fondest wish

Was a marriage,
that could be this good,

That breakfast didn't happen at Tiffany,

but the one with you to cherish.

I reminisce this trip as the better trip as yet to come, it will never be the better one I guess, as it is the best ever had.I wanted to achieve the best career minded employee before I leave. So there I was the best beauty queen hehe... among the best. Since I've haven't got a new news to break, I cherished the view infront of my ngaji school. I go to school every morning and I'm loving the views from there every minute. Sometimes I didn't want to blink my eyes coz didn't want to miss a thing :) Though sometimes I missed this road, I am keeping in touch with the people who still use this road and making plans to see them.I have no choice but to cherish the view every minute while driving to school, it's the beauty of God's creation all around me. I managed to snap the photo while driving, it is really a joyride experience. The view from my passenger's window was just amazing.

I was making time to visit Kenny Roger's outlet, but never been to one here near my house. I've baked Kenny Roger's chicken in my kitchen then, tasted almost the same, otherwise I adjusted my tongue to taste it good:)

It has been eight months in the new year, I've set the goal and yet the goal is taking its sweet times to arrive. My part is to pray and hope. Cherish vs Wish are both winners. That's the mid of wraping up of a new year. I have four months to go to get what I wish. When the time comes, I will put it as a headline :) Meanwhile I will cherish every moment and keep wishing and praying so that the real Wrap-up of the year ends with a happy note.

SS2

Sunway Pyramid

Since Aidil Fitri is approaching...somehow SS2 is on my mind tho I've written this entry long time ago.

I start with SS2, SS2 started it all.

SS2 or Petaling Jaya was first developed by the British on the former 486 hectares Effingham Estate.

SS2 is located in Petaling Jaya (commonly called "PJ" by locals) is a Malaysian city originally developed as a satellite township for Kuala Lumpur

I came from up-North of Malaysia. The country is almost like an island itself but connected at the border of Thailand. My accent is like non-city girl speaks as almost every word ending up with kap sawa di kap baq. My dad was doing business from constructing to rice-mill, once his name was on the rice packet that I was proud of. Mom was in the Ministry of Health got me an idea that I had to put on braces like girls in the Western Sit-com series, Growing Pain, Family Ties, The Walks of Life that I watched every evening. Since mom was a state Dental Matron, my stubborn teeth were done there.

I was brought out for occasional vacations. As I was told that we were heading to KL, I actively jumped with packed bag ending up in SS2 not KL. SS2 was Kuala Lumpur to me then.
SS2 lived two beautiful couple with many kids scattered near and far. Not just SS2 inspired me, the people who lived in there. When I was back in my home up-north after a short visit in SS2. My mind wandered to live in PJ, to be a city girl, studied in Assunta a city high-school. Well I did go to Assunta after many years dreaming of it.

Same thing happened when I watched movie or series Beverly Hills, Back to the Future or ET, I wanted to go to the USA right away but to live in KL, it took some thoughts lingered on. Sure I've been in the States with a grown up mind :)

SS2 has up-to-date stuffs like McDonald, Pizzahut, Seven Eleven, I didn't wish the lists of franchisee to be up-north, I wished I'd move to SS2 to enjoy the outlets there. My dream came true, we got a house in Sunway, Petaling Jaya where the Pyramid is just a few blocks away but make BB a home. There we live, the most visited place was still SS2. For our festival, SS2 was our hometown to be first to visit. It is the most memorial spot and it contributed a lot of who I am now, it associated with my mind. For specific reason SS2 is my address that I filled in a form recently.

May I start again, SS2 lived a beautiful couple who are my Auntie-Wa and my beloved late Uncle-Wa. My Auntie is moving to the north, that was the last I heard after she lost her husband. I thot this cannot be North-SS2-North. It has to be North-SS2-SS2. They are my inspirations and I love them dearly.

Sunway Pyramid, PJS

JigSaw Puzzles of Life

I gladly found a joy piece of excitement to assemble in my mind that my brother in a photo doing headstand-pose. He did it while he was in our neighbouring country recently. He was in casual wear touring and was not in fitness gear to prepare the headstand-pose. He knew better that he supposed to do BabY-pose right after Headstand-pose to overcome the fear combined relaxation the nerves back to normal. Some said to stand on the head is unnatural but head is down is so much natural as an embrio in feotus during eight months cycle.

As I'm enjoying the joy, suddenly I lost the unexpected piece of news, it was about my former fitness exercise student had passed away for good. She had enthusiasm to get fit for living and she had gone suddenly at the age almost 50. It was great to teach her and she came early before I was ready. It really saddenend me after receiving a call from my mother to aknowledge a loss of a friend to mother and a neighbour who gave friendly gesture to the neighbouring area. She will be in my thoughts and prayers always.

Teaching synchronicity of breathing and body movement exercise was enjoyable turned sour after learnt about my student. I used to instruct physical exercise by the swimming pool and that too I wondered the owner of the pool liked it or not that I turned her pool garden to a studio one time. The owner came to join though most of the time didn't show up in most of the class and yet was around to observe the class which I didn't mind. I'm recalling at this moment how it started to teach fitness exercise and die healthy, that's not all my intention.

I'm flashing back, way in the beginning before the loss pieces of puzzle had lost that was passion brought instructing the non-English speaking westerners and my edited speech turned up as said here...

Hi everybody!

I am Babypose and it will be my pleasure to conduct this first physical exercise session with you.

Before we start, let me quickly brief you about a few things that might be of general interest:

As far as it goes for clothing: There is no specific dress code, but the general rule is to wear something that does not restrict you even in extreme movements. For the ladies: You might want to cage your breasts a bit as gravity reverses during upside down positions.

The exercise is done barefooted, so be aware of the fact that your toes and nails will be visible.

When it comes to personal exercise equipment I suggest to invest at first in your own fitness mat. Other than that please bring a towel to the classes, which will be used to assist in some postures.

I also want to issue a few cautions, as there are some conditions where this physical movements can have unwanted consequences. Please consult with your doctor if you suffer or suffered from cardio vascular conditions including high blood pressure, heart attack and stroke, history of joint problems, serious neck and back problems, glaucoma and hernias.

A tip for the ladies again: You can practice the exercise during your menstruation, but I suggest to avoid inverted positions.

Are there any questions? No? Ok, then I think we should start. So are you ready?

Good! Our goal for today is easy. Calming the mind to start with, some common postures and relaxation to end with. I will demonstrate to you how things are being done, so you can watch me, thereafter I will instruct you step by step. I might need to assist individually and physical contact may be required please let me know if you feel uneasy about this.

Lets go straight to calm down to get inner silence and some distance from the hectic outside.

Sit on your seat bone……………legs crossed to easy pose or lotus pose, hands on knees, shoulders relaxed, spine and neck straight, head slightly bend forward, eyes closed, breathe through the nose, tongue on upper gummen, jaws slightly closed, focus on your breathing, slow deep breathing….

Life is too short for us to see, it is enough lenght who had passed away to rest in peace. Al-fatihah

Flintstones Time

Masa dulu-dulu, di galaksi yang jauh, 


"Long long time ago in the galaxy far far away, in the planet called earth, the villain ravana kidnapped the beautiful princess sita"... that was the latest unplugged movie or shadow puppet show that I watched recently. This is so complicated to tell story about it and my shoulders could go higher than my ears, I simply shrugged!

The wayang kulit or the shadow puppet show was popular during jurasic period when the electricity was not yet invented. And The Star newspaper had brought me to the theatre hall of the state university here to bring back the ancient entertainment to youngsters. Since it's been ages I was not in the cinema movie, whether didn't make time for it or it is just a married life derailed of the movie tracks. But going to the theatre at least took a break from the Alexander Graham Bell times .
The cloth screen represented the universe and the light from a bronze oil lamp, in front of the master puppeter cum storyteller threw magical flickering shadows onto it and took us away to a new anbient from the period of Thomas Alva Edison.

How hard to bring back the unplugged movie or the Flinststones time here which is hilarious, the Bill Gate time I still favoured the most. It has to be synchronized it in time, sit back, magical flickering just a click away. Modern world suits me well.
Don't get me wrong, I had scar that I can talk about. The internet was around but I didn't have the computer to get connected and had grabbed a magazine or a book, telephone line was cut, and been to the coffee shop to have face to face chat. If the scar bleeds again, or if its happened to be where I don't want to be, I viewed the situation like a child, like wanting things so much as I don't have to see the whole stairs, just take one step at a time. Desire leads you to the best of you, play whatever you want to play like a child leads you to a blogger, like two Wright brothers played flying or jump down to fly and became an airplane inventors. That's not bad :)

Wilbur Wright and his brother Orville had designed, built, and flown the world's first airplane. I'm proud of you and your mother too :)
Wright from the start, and we are right here to write...

because of you the world just an airport apart...:) Wright? Write :)

Message in the Bottle II

People had gone to the moon and Yet, we are still figuring out what to do" - quoted by mY sister

This one is simply a message in the bottle,
should I throw it in the ocean,
and you may find it sooner or later or never...
This is what I wrote...

• You looked pale in the haze,
  because you are on the powdery sand in the breezy wind,
  You look forward to the blue sea, but home is cozy and greeny,
  the busy bee is what you are to settle the balanced life on the land,
  
• You've been up to the sky for world throtting,
  you've settled your interest in the water world,
  Way in the beginning as I see,
  you've changed from baby to girly girl,
  
• You loved the four legged boy, that's the Teddy,
  you loved the ocean, your neighbours are turtles or dolphins,
• People loved the ocean but they don't have the gadget like you do,
  The first hand story from you will do enuf for them to sample the experience.
  
• You may share it in written with the photos that you've taken,
  You were behind the picture that taken above,
  In the an open sea, beautiful straits, you find ocean is best to venture,
  some like the ocean afraid of the sun, some love the ocean and the sky above,
  

You are as the rest, haven't gone to the moon,

but you are living almost as high as the moon,

You've been so quiet, no update in your blog that down my interest in here,

How do I knock your door, hope this crooked poem may buzz ya, my sister :)

Late Michael Jackson

I tried to skip Michael Jackson but failed to do so. I let him came into my life long time ago and stayed with me til late to let it past. His concert, I have gone. His poster, I've pasted. His death I've received text message from my mother followed by husband, then friends. His album, I've listened. His progress, I've followed. His songs, I've learned my English. His cassettes of different covers same songs from my nanny had kept my mouth shut that she had gone out while mother at work.

MJ was a boy born normal and turned up an unique extraordinary grown boy. He made his way from anonymous to world wide famous. He couldn't Beat it to his desire to have a new look every season. He was a Man in the mirror saw a Black or White up-close and personal . He couldn't be as Bad as he commited in a Smooth Criminal that made tons of money ending up a lot of debts I wasn't sure. He Heal the world and sang We are the world made it his name here. He was the oooh...the ahhh..the awwhhh kid. He is a Michael Jackson who still rocks the world. The show of him will never over.

The curious case that has yet to diagnose. Now I came to realise about him positively, I've written.

MOM=SOS

Mother, no one bothers, just look at the camera, I want to have a picture of us together :)

That's the picture of us three and mom as usual is being mysterious and yet kind of slippery, can never be caught in most photos taken. She is getting wiser this weekend and she likes to keep it for herself but I'm broadcasting about it. Just a bit, not all of it, mom deary. Mother is in the picture behind the two palms at the palm trees in Langkawi. You are playing hide and seek eh :)

I'm writing this because you always linger in my mind and I always smiled when I think of what you told me " Dad was nagging about something and you just said to him that you can't hear him a thing but you could see that he's not happy with something because his mustache was moving up and down, out and in.

I wish you the best wishes, happiness on your coming birthday and may I remind you that life is a gift, let's giving it with full thanks, gratefulness this time with a big cake with many candles. We do it with friends around, grandkids, as well as relatives and you are the centre of attention. Deal? I doubt it ;)

PS: Dad, you have the best woman on earth.

Mom, You little camera shy but you're my greatest SOS. I love you.

brother, You've got mail

Dearest brother you,
here the picture of us two,
I saw you online at yahoo
immediately I typed hi to you

i know that you're a busy engineer
when I worked with you, thot twice to go near
I typed more than hi anyway
and want you to acknowledge today

that my birthday is on the way,
and asked you to send flowers
in mind want to show it off husband that day :)
and you said oh! okay,

and you paused a longer silence
awaiting for the reply from you
grinning and waiting,
you know how i pout abrutly,

when you messaged me,
ok," I will tell mama what to do".
ohhh big boy brother i asked u , not mama,
brother, youre so cute, just missed you

Little Wonders

She was fresh from heaven, protected in her mother's arms.

She put something on like her mother used to put on her... like a babY and being protected in her mother's praYers :)

May i post a song as well as it is better said than i...

Let it go, Let it roll right off your shoulder

Don't you know, The hardest part is over

Let it in, Let your clarity define you

In the end, We will only just remember how it feels

Our lives are made, In these small hours

These little wonders,

These twists & turns of fate

Time falls away,

But these small hours,

These small hours still remain

Let it slide, Let your troubles fall behind you

Let it shine

Until you feel it all around you

We'll get by, It's the heart that really matters in the end

Time falls away, But these small hours,

The way i feel right now

Our lives are made, In these small hours,

These little wonders, still remain.

I post it as my birthday month is this month, JulY, that's why...

Emails from the Vault :)

Hey Autie,

I busy doing my english project for more marks on my EXAM. Its no biggy. I got some tips on study. first u must be relaxed, refresh & happy do study. In a bad mood can make u do some weird thing like a simple question u got it wrong & hard to figure it out when u accualy know these thing. I know this because one day I was mad because someone toke down my ads ads on my class SCIENCE bulitin board. So I made an investigation on this case. I went to look for my missing ads on science. I look every where it would be hiding & it took me 3days to find it in my locker @ school. Then I remembered that I took it off because no one was interested. I was embraresed with myself I was the person who stole his own things. Funny hmmm? So I think you will reply. Bye E-mail u later.


Hey Autie,

So how r u? Im fine. Thanks. I miss so much really!!!Sorry for not e-mailing or calling. I was busy with taking care of myself. Mak Cik left so I have to cook, clean & take care of my stuff and health. So I hope youre doing well. I having an exam so I might be away. But I will try my best to keep in touch with U. k? I have changed my e-mail address to @go.com & @hotmail.com I just wondering if u have msn messager. I cant get YAHOO account because it said that I need an adult to sign me up. Mak Tok also said that she sent her regards & she said that she prays for u & wishs good health and happniess. I have a MSN account I made for me @ school. My typing skills have improve because my work for school always needs computers to do. Really annoying anyway but easier.

Bye,
Your nepfew,

Yes I love you my nephew :)

Bali-Feb 09

I'm craving for a holiday, I just came back from one and now wanting for another. Is this normal having big appetite for travelling abroad especially.

Earlier on this year I stepped on the island of Bali, thots of sensual holiday, tourists, views, ocean, furnitures too... I thought of be really Bali..ed, more sensual I supposed :)

Of coz not forgetting of famous indulgence head to toe spa here... Deep thought of dinner out or candle light dinner on the beach by the bon fire:). Purposely watch movie in - on the couch or night movie out in the cinema, walk along the beach or along the market and paused for trading rupiah with souvenirs lol or common things like snapping photos. Feminine dress or casual as usual with accessories or be accessibled:) Slippers or sandals with big flowers on top. Hair down or up with big flower clip on as an island flower girl wink wink;) Have a drink outdoor at the balcony or at the cafe corridor, sipping one cup each or shared a glass of juice with two flexible straws :)

Again a flower slipped at the ear allowed moods whispering in... Sight seeing in Tanah Lot, Nusa Dua, Kuta and being seen at the Kechak dances and copycat the dance together:) Skip the temple statues, yet appeared at the tail of the eyes, scary<_> Mind runs, sure wonders and wanders...follow with body massage with strawberry oils or lavender oil of selected choice, breeze through an opened window, followed with avocado cream bath is a must in the magazine I read, one after another as wished, followed with hot flowers bath with lemon scents as deep wished granted hopefully... thought of going to Bali became reality. Be a Bali or be an exaggerating tourist lol..your choice here. Gotta be! A short stay yet a sweet experience, I must say:) "Sweet Bali with Honey Baby" Selamat Ya! Kunjung Lagi! .....Sudah Pasti akan Kem BALI ! Long for another hehe...

As for now, we are heading to Fruits Carnival to buy Durian :) Have a nice day ahead!

Yes I'm a MommY

and am a makcik makcik too, like auntie auntie...:) The description of my profile don't go quite right for me now because I'm married. Wifey cum mommy and yet to maintain yummy to hubby and relatives and girlfriends :) The blog's name remains as I love baby...and I want a baby girl, Ameen. I have a side story of the above I said. I will write in a new post about it. Sometimes it's miracle but prayers from my parents is important. So I pray for what I want and I'm grateful for what I've got. Also remind my mother to keep on praying for me. InsyaAllah.

Papua New Guinea

I dream of Australia but my husband told me that the possiblity of a living in Papua New Guinea, an island near Australia, almost, before Oz hehe...but not Austolia hehe... oh Geography :)

I always want to live in overseas where the four seasons countries which I dreamt the most for a living not for home, just for an experience to live on. I've lived there once in Europe, even have a part-time job in a gym of an Old folks home which is a very nice experience. The golden girls and boys live in a condo like a normal ones here but with a different management. The management there are like caretakers whom the backgrounds are nursing edu, physicians etc.

It is compulsory for the residents here to put on the emergency handband. One lady lives alone, most of them actually, she fell in the bathroom and couldn't lift herself up and that button on her wrist band where easy enuf to press in that kind of situation. The caretaker got the signal and rushed to help her at no time because they are in house service.

The living in a condo like that, they don't feel like they live in a dorm or hostel, they have a nice apartment of many sizes, some live in a Suite if they can afford it. As normal people, some prefer to cook for themselves and even invite their kids or grandchildren to join for dinner or lunch or breakfast in the garden as they like. Some prefers lunch box to be delivered at their doors :)

The place provides parking space for those who drive and also busses to the cities, groceries stores etc and also trips to the lake during summer or to the hill during winter. That's the different culture where they've decided for themselves where their social money(EPF) should go.

Papua New Guinea should be the tittle? naaa...hehe...

World Ocean Day 2009

It takes place annually on June 8th and created in 1992 to recognise the sea's importance as a vital ecosystem...hmm that I've read and also I've visited Sea Exhibition here, and the photos should be ready soon. La Mer is part of its partnership with Oceana to raise awareness for W.Ocean day. "La Mer" that I love caught my attention to read the article. So celebrate the Ocean day with awareness. Sea ya soon ;P

Nobody's blogging :(

I guess they have so much to do things out there til no time to even sit and type, some told me out of ideas to blog, that's the most truth. Blogging is a good idea coz I came across an ad that we can print out the blog into a book eg a coffee table book as I have yet to have a proper photo albums and I think this blog will be one as the last resort. Of coz blog that I have is like nagging to some, rattling, rambling, aahh...like leave me alone one might say or keep all to yourselves hehe... As for me blog is an enjoyable once, I kind of keep it at distance at one point and I don't mind it now and also I will initiate or assist to do one new blog for some here, one will be a swimmer as he's signed up for a training course as a world swimmer, in that blog is about his groomin time for life.

Photo posted of yesterday. Hmmm today is better than yesterday, InsyaAllah. For those, don't want to change today as today as good as yesterday :) All depends... Now is 8:38 am is time for breakfast yet some still sleep like a baby...yesterday I had cucur udang, what's coming for today, we'll see. Alhamdulillah.

-AustoliA-

I want to make Australia sweet living place. Yes, I wanna live there. I must live there soon or now. Amin.

I wuz there :)

at Penang Floral Fest:P

Home-Langkawi-KL-Langkawi-Home

and I felt like home all the way. I love the trip and the most was to KL :) its special occasion, unplanned but turned up the best, I love it this time, Hi-Tea at Hi-Place among the Hi Class people. Alhamdulillah. The whole trip was a home retreat as if we were testing the water how home would be in an island of lagends, we went out unplanned, visited Pak cik, dinner at his Lighthouse, went to buy stuffs, went out for tea, massage, strolled along the beach, swam in the rough wave:) took a flight to KL, went to the city and dropped by at eating place under the tree, relaxed by the pool when we felt like doing it as if we have our new routine, unsecheduled but great one, I was told at the end of the trip. I was more than glad to hear that :)

Pak cik's house is beautiful and I admired it so much, the attraction concept whether the host like it or not but the repeat visitors will keep on visiting, for a glance or for a small chat there, located on the hill in the wood. At the edge as you enter you will pass the caretaker's house, compact cosy malay house, then past another malay house meant for visitors' of all around the world, then past the hall house built for Cook with Shook session, then you up there at the peak where the resort cosy warm welcoming home that every visitor will fall in love, and leisurely will return for sure! Some would have the imaginations to stay in Langkawi for good :) as it also crossed in my head to create the same kind of vibes to some of here where people finding us / nemo / for more without any invitation or initiate it :p. As always, nak mai lagi., that's the most familiar sayings here!