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How i wish the year is 1997 now. How i wish that so badly. Really.

*sigh*

selesa sangatkah?

Sebenarnya bukan kau tak boleh nak berkongsi apa-apa dengan manusia lain dalam dunia ini. Sebenarnya kau terlalu mementingkan diri. Kau telah berada dalam "zon selesa" sehingga kau takut untuk keluar dari zon itu.

Kau terlalu takut untuk menghadapi masa depan sehingga kau tunduk pada keadaan. Bila keadaan telah mengawal kau, kau mengaku kalah sehingga kau "menjual" masa depan kau!.

Bila kau cuba luahkan apa yang kau takutkan "konon"nya tanpa kau sedari bahawa apa yang kau takutkan sebenarnya ialah bayang-bayang kau sendiri.

Bila mana ada orang cuba membantu, kau fikir bahawa bantuan itu hanya semata-mata untuk mengambil kesempatan. Kesempatan fuck you!.

Oleh itu, aku beritahu pada kau, cuba-cubalah fikirkan tentang manusia-manusia lain yang selama ini kau fikirkan menganggu hidup kau. Sebenarnya kau yang sempitkan fikiran kau sendiri bukan manusia-manusia itu yang bikin kacau.

Kalau betul manusia-manusia itu bikin kacau, macam biasa, "biarkan si luncai terjun dengan labu-labunya". Tidak untung, tidak rugi kalau kau tidak terlalu memikirkannya. Kau yang silap sebenarnya.

Sekali lagi, jangan biarkan keadaan kawal kau, kerana keadaan itu ibarat pil biru atau pil merah. Pandai-pandailah kau pilih pil yang mana satu. Faham?.

jangan marah ayah ya?

Mula-mula sekali ayah nak minta maaf sebab atas kelewatan ucapan ini. Kalau ayah bagi seribu alasan pun, mesti sayang ayah seorang ni muncung sedepa macam ayah punya muncung gak!. Ha ha ha.



Walaupun ayah rock n roll tak habis-habis, ayah janji akan cuba jadi yang terbaik untuk ain safiyyah. Sedangkan Ozzy Osbourne pun sayangkan anak-anaknya, inikan pula ayah ain, sang rocker pencen.



Jadi, pada petang yang gelap ini (sebab nak hujan), ayah mengucapkan selamat ulang tahun yang pertama bernafas di muka bumi yang bertuah ini. Ucapan ayah di iringi dengan ribuan doa semoga anak ayah akan jadi yang terbaik dalam apa jua yang ain safiyyah bakal lalui.



Semoga ain safiyyah akan jadi anak,kakak,kawan,makwe,isteri,menantu,makcik dan nenek yang terbaik dan paling disayangi.



Ayah doakan ain safiyyah akan berjaya dalam hidup,baik untuk dunia mahupun akhirat. Ayah tak kisah apa yang ain nak jadi, selagi ianya bermanfaat untuk kemanusiaan. Ayah akan cuba hadir ke semua konsert/gig kalau ain safiyyah nak jadi "bassist", ayah pasti akan pergi semua "tournament" kalau ain safiyyah jadi perenang untuk negara, ayah akan duduk berjam-jam tanpa jemu dengar ain safiyyah berucap kalau ain safiyyah nak jadi ahli politik (amik DUN, jangan PARLIMEN ok?).



Ayah akan sentiasa doakan kejayaan yang cemerlang akan menjadi teman setia ain safiyyah, tak payah banyak-banyak A pun takpe,(banyak A tapi markah dapat 60% aje buat apa kan?). Tak payah nak kejar 4.00 "pointer" pun takpe, asalkan ain safiyyah "glamour" kat universiti pun dah ok.(Bukan glamour sebab jadi diva bagai ok?).Ha ha ha!. As long as ayah tahu yang anak ayah ni memang bijak,memadai sudah.



Akhir sekali, ayah doakan semoga ain safiyyah dapat kerja yang molek-molek,gaji besar,kereta besar,rumah besar,kolam renang besar paling tidak pun periuk kukus elektronik besar. Ayah tak nak minta banyak,(seratus dua pun jadilah, ha ha ha). Ayah cuma nak ain safiyyah tahu yang ayah sayangkan ain safiyyah sangat-sangat dan kalau kasih sayang ayah tak kesampaian, doa kan ayah semoga tenang sentiasa. Itu saja.

Selamat hari lahir yang pertama my girl!

Keajaiban kuasaNya

Aku terima cerita ini dalam kantung email aku. Membuktikan kuasaNya yang Maha segalanya serta kuasa kasih sayang seorang yang bergelar ibu/ummi/emak/mama dan sewaktunya. Bacalah, sangat-sangat "heart warming".

Oh ya, cerita menakjubkan ini berlaku di tempat kawan yang sedang belajar di sana.

The Beauty of True Love...

It was to be the one and only cuddle Carolyn Isbister would have with her tiny, premature daughter.

Rachael had been born minutes before - weighing a mere 20oz - and had only minutes to live. Her heart was beating once every ten seconds and she was not breathing. As doctors gave up, Miss Isbister lifted her baby out of her hospital blanket and placed her on her chest.



She said: "I didn't want her to die being cold. So I lifted her out of her blanket and put her against my skin to warm her up. Her feet were so cold.

"It was the only cuddle I was going to have with her, so I wanted to remember the moment." Then something remarkable happened. The warmth of her mother's skin kickstarted Rachael's heart into beating properly, which allowed her to take little breaths of her own.

Miss Isbister said: "We couldn't believe it - and neither could the doctors. She let out a tiny cry.

"The doctors came in and said there was still no hope - but I wasn't letting go of her. We had her blessed by the hospital chaplain, and waited for her to slip away.

"But she still hung on. And then amazingly the pink colour began to return to her cheeks.

"She literally was turning from grey to pink before our eyes, and she began to warm up too."

Four months later, Rachael was allowed home weighing 8lb - the same as a newborn baby - and she has a healthy appetite.

Miss Isbister, a 36-year- old chemist from West Lothian , said: "Rachael has been such a little fighter - it is a miracle that she is here at all. When she was born the doctors told us that she would die within 20 minutes. But that one precious cuddle saved her life. I'll never forget it."

Miss Isbister and her partner David Elliott, 35, an electronics engineer, were thrilled when she became pregnant.

At the 20-week scan at the Edinburgh Royal Infirmary, doctors told them she was carrying a girl and they decided to name her Rachael.

But at 24 weeks a womb infection led to premature labour.

Miss Isbister, who also has two children Samuel, 10, and Kirsten, eight, from a previous marriage, said: "We were terrified we were going to lose her. I had suffered three miscarriages before, so we didn't think there was much hope." When Rachael was born she was grey and lifeless.

"The doctor just took one look at her and said no," said Miss Isbister.

"They didn't even try to help her with her breathing as they said it would just prolong her dying. Everyone just gave up on her."

Ian Laing, a consultant neonatologist at the hospital, said: "All the signs were that the little one was not going to make it and we took the decision to let mum have a cuddle as it was all we could do.

"Two hours later the wee thing was crying. This is indeed a miracle baby and I have seen nothing like it in my 27 years of practice. I have not the slightest doubt that mother's love saved her daughter."

Rachael was moved on to a ventilator where she continued to make steady progress.

Miss Isbister said: "The doctors said that she had proved she was a fighter and that she now deserved some intensive care as there was some hope.

"She had done it all on her own - without any medical intervention or drugs.

"She had clung on to life - and it was all because of that cuddle. It had warmed up her body enough for her to start fighting." Because Rachel had suffered from a lack of oxygen doctors said there was a high risk of damage to her brain. But a scan showed no evidence of any problems.

As the days passed, Rachael began to gain in strength and put on weight. She had laser treatment to save her sight because the blood vessels had not had a chance to develop properly in the womb. And she also had six blood transfusions.

"We couldn't believe that she was doing so well," her mother said.

"Her heart rate and breathing would suddenly sometimes drop without warning, but she just got stronger and stronger."

After five weeks she was taken off a ventilator and Miss Isbister was able to breastfeed her.

Then, after four months, the couple were allowed to take her home - a day they thought they would never see.

Miss Isbister said: "She is doing so well. When we finally brought her home, the doctors told us that she was a remarkable little girl.

"And most of all, she just loves her cuddles. She will sleep for hours, just curled into my chest.

"It was that first cuddle which saved her life - and I'm just so glad I trusted my instinct and picked her up when I did.

"Otherwise she wouldn't be here today.."



Sayangnya, kita di bumi bertuah ini, anak bagaikan kertas tisu, dibuang mana-mana saja yang mereka suka. Lepas buat anak, terperangkap,panik terus campak dalam lubang jambanlah, buang kat sungailah. Yang baik sikit, tinggalkan ditangga surau ataupun ditaman-taman bunga. Orang-orang macam tu, doakan saja mati dilenyek "steamroll". Bodoh piang!.

Aku emosi kerana aku pernah lalui apa yang Carolyn di atas lalui cuma aku redha dengan ketentuanNya. Oleh itu, pada mereka-mereka yang suka-suka hati nak buang anak yang kau dah tak nak, kalian fikir sekali lagi, fikir betul-betul apakah tindakan bodoh lagi bebal kalian itu berbaloi?.

terkena

Masa kecik-kecik dulu, kalau tak main konda-kondi satu hari mesti tak sah, kira permainan konda-kondi dulu ibarat "PS 3" budak-budak zaman sekarang. Kalau kau nak kekal sebagai kumpulan tukang pukul, kau kena menang sentiasa, markah akhirnya selalu seratus, kalau pihak lawan yang jadi tukang tangkap berjaya kekang kumpulan tukang pukul, bermakna kuasa memukul akan bertukar tangan. Dalam erti kata lain, siapa dapat seratus markah dulu akan diisytiharkan sebagai pemenang.

Kumpulan aku selalu jadi kumpulan tukang tangkap sebab kita orang takde pemukul yang hebat, selalu balik dengan muka kekecewaan. Selalu aku kena rancang strategi macam mana nak kalahkan kumpulan pemukul yang diketuai oleh Emon.

Satu hari tu, Adik Eda datang kepada aku, dia minta nak "join" kumpulan penangkap aku, dia dah jemu dengan kumpulan pemukul yang diketuai oleh Emon.

"Kenapa kau nak "join" kumpulan aku?". Aku tanya Adik Eda.

"Bosan ah Emon, yang tukang pukul semuanya adik beradik dia dengan sepupu sepapat dia , aku yang lain tukang jaga "post sentri". Keluh Adik Eda.

Emon mengamuk bila tahu Adik Eda berpaling tadah tapi Emon berlagak, cakap dengan kumpulan aku,dia tetap menang.

Petang tu kami main macam biasa.

Emon dah berpeluh, dua tiga kali kumpulan dia pukul, Adik Eda dapat tangkap dengan cemerlang, siap tangkap pakai sebelah tangan saja!. Emon dah berpeluh, buat pertama kalinya, kumpulan Emon akan tewas pada bulan itu. Aku dah yang lain bersorak sakan sambil memeluk Adik Eda setiap kali dia berjaya membuat tangkapan.

Kedudukan mata sekarang adalah 80 untuk kumpulan Emon manakala 70 bagi kumpulan aku. Kumpulan aku membuat pukulan untuk menentukan kemenangan. Giliran memukul aku serah pada Abun, dia gemuk tapi pukulannya padu.

Entah macam mana, ketika Abun hendak memukul, pukulannya "miss cue". Kami hanya dapat 10 mata dan mati giliran. Kumpulan Emon mengambil alih dan seterusnya berjaya membuat pukulan kemenangan. Emon bersorak bagai, aku kecewa, tapi Adik Eda datang memujuk aku. Bilangnya pada aku.

"Esok masih ada lagi, kita pasti kalahkan mereka!". Aku tak tahu kenapa kata-kata untuk meresap masuk ke dalam jiwa aku. Yang pasti, kumpulan Emon sedikit tergugat kerana kehilangan seorang pemukul yang hebat. Adik Eda pun dah berjanji akan menarik ramai lagi daripada kumpulan Emon untuk menyertai kumpulan aku.

Dan aku yakin, kumpulan aku bakal menjadi kumpulan pemukul yang hebat yang datang dari kumpulan penangkap. Aku sungguh-sungguh yakin!. Siaplah kau Emon!.