Hey Lady Driver Part I : Bubu Moment

Aku nak tulis pasal women driver tapi, aku google about women driver semuanya yag menyakitkan hati seolah2 perempuan ni tak boleh drive. Lebih baik biarkan lelaki yang drive semua dan ini menimbulkan pelbagai persoalan dalan fikiran aku. Kenapa agaknya sebegitu negative tanggapan masyarakat umumnya kaum lelaki bahawa pemandu perempuan ini begitu…bermasalah? Betul ke?

Honestly, aku agak tersinggung kerana ini pandangan yang bias dan aku tak mahu mempercayainya langsung. Tapi, aku rasa aku kena mengambil kira soal reality yang mana terdapat juga keadaan dan situasi di mana kemalangan-kemalangan kecil berlaku akibat kecuaian oleh kaum wanita. Namun demikian, menuding jari atau mendabik dada bahawa siapa yang lebih hebat membawa kereta tidak akan membawa kita ke mana pun. Di jalan raya, adalah tempat yang paling merbahaya. Kalau pemandu bersikap cuai dan reckless, jika berlaku situasi yang boleh mengkibatkan kemalangan bukan sebab “kau pompuan, ko dok sebelah pemandu. Meh aku bawa kereta untuk kau,”
Aku akui, nak kata aku ni pandai sangat bawak kereta tu tak la sangat sebab aku baru je ada 6 bulan pengalaman bawak kereta. Parking pun tak berapa cekap lagi. Tapi, siapa yang baru lahir tu dah boleh jalan kan? So, semuanya nak kena praktis. Practise make perfect what?

Anyway, aku nak share a bit pasal aku punya pengalaman bawak kereta for this passed 6 months. Huhu..

Sebenarnya, aku dah lama betul nak belajar bawak kereta. Percubaan pertama aku sit for ujian bertulis masa tu aku baru lepas habis STPM. Parents aku dok Ipoh sekejap. So, sementara tunggu result untuk masuk university mana, aku pun dok memulakan misi aku untuk belajar membawa kereta. Lulus lesen L tapi, mati selepas 2 tahun aku tak buat apa-apa pun selepas itu. Antara sebab-sebab utama ialah aku dah start belajar di UM dan aku tak ada masa nak pergi ke kelas memandu. Tapi, aku rasa main reason ialah aku tak bersungguh-sungguh nak bawak kereta pada masa itu. Orang putih kata, “no compelling desire,”.

Percubaan kedua ialah selepas aku habis belajar iaitu pada 2007. Masa tu berkobar-kobar la sikit. Lulus lesen L dan sempatlah pergi untuk first class. Entah apa benda yang dia ajar aku pun dah tak ingat. Tak register kat kotak memori aku. So, percubaan itu pun gagal sampai aku punya Lesen L pun dah expired. Punya bijak aku ni tak tau pun yang Lesen L ni boleh diperbaharui di JPJ sebelum expired 2 tahun juga.

So, pada tahun 2010, aku membuat azam tahun baru untuk belajar bawak kereta, by hook or by crook, I must have my driving license gak tahun itu. So, bersungguh-sungguh la aku membuat saving dan mengatur masa untuk belajar membawa kereta. Dan aku belajar di Safety Driving School di PJ. Memandangkan aku ni ada banyak pengalaman Lulus untuk lesen L, so, aku pun lulus la kan? Hehe.. So, to make the story short, aku pun berjaya la mendapatkan Lesen P dengan support dari ahli keluarga dan kawan-kawan yang memang dah sedia pandai bawa kereta.

Tapi, walaupun aku dah ada lesen kereta, aku masih tak berapa yakin nak bawak kereta sebabnya, aku takut. Aku tak suka lah bawak kereta manual. So, aku tak bawak lah kereta tu sampailah akhir tahun 2010, bila aku dah tukar kerjaya barulah ada enough salary untuk buat pinjaman beli kereta. Itu pasal la aku dapat itu Myvi warna grayish. Comel macam tuan dia juga! v(‘O’)v..

Hehehe..

First week kereta tersidai depan rumah aku sebab aku takut nak bawak kereta. So, adik aku la yang bawak kereta itu dan menghantar aku ke tempat kerja. Ish! Ish! Aku boleh hantar massage kat ex-bos aku cakap adik aku hantar pergi kerja, dia boleh gelak. Siut jer. So, nak taknak aku kena jugak berani kan diri untuk bawak kereta itu, travel la aku dari Taman Ikan Emas ke Setiawangsa.

Perasaan aku memang cemas. Aku pun tak tau nak gambarkan macamana cemasnya perasaan aku tapi, lama-lama aku rasa syok pulak bawak kereta ni. Di saat tangan aku pegang strereng, sambil dengar lagu kegemaran aku or kadang-kadang tu, dengar high beat song, aku sing a long rasa syok tuer.. best je layan, sambil-sambil mata aku dok jeling kereta yang kat belakang dok cucuk-cucuk belakang aku. Tahu la Myvi aku got sexy ass. Haha!!

Ada beberapa incident which I called "sufi's Bubu moment" yang aku lalui yang mana bagi aku agak malu sikit nak cerita tapi, wth.. aku tahu aku akan berdepan dengan risiko seperti digelakkan dan well, man could just said, "see.. I told you so! Women can't drive.."

Sh*t! Bubu-moment no. 1
First time I got my Bubu moment, masa tu aku tidor kat rumah kawan aku, Renee di Seputeh. Sebelum tu, aku dan kawan2 nak celeb birthbay boyfriend dia kat Hard Rock Cafe. So, aku pun bawaklah Myvi ku itu ke bandarayara Kuala Lumpur untuk kali pertama. Walaupun, ada member laki kat dalam kereta tu tapi, dia pasrahkan saja dan beri semangat kat aku untuk redahkan saja memandu ke KL. Namun demikian, aku surrender masa nak parking kereta. Tukar driver beb. Belum cukup confidence lagi. Aku punya lah bangun pagi-pagi, seawal 7.00am sebab aku nak elakkan banyak kereta kat jalan raya. Dengan mamai2 aku pun menjalankan misi untuk pulang ke rumah.

Tiba-tiba, tak sampai 3 saat aku jalan ke depan, kereta aku tersangkut. Ke depan pun tak boleh, ke belakang pun tak boleh. Aku cuak beb. So, aku matikan enjin. Ahhhh.. sudah!!! Biar betul!! Ada batu empat segi bawah kereta aku, ngam-ngam saiz dia. Ish!! Aku dah gelabah dah.. nak buat apa ni?? So, nak pendekkan cerita aku pun mintak laa tolong dengan kawan laki aku semalam tu. Dia pun datanglah membantu, "Apa kes ni, piah?!" Tergelak dia tengok ada batu ada bawah itu kereta..!! Serius, aku tak nampak batu tu depan mata aku. Dalam hati aku dah dok menyumpah tuan rumah yang ape ke bengapnya letak batu besar gaban tu depan rumah dia. Dah alang-alang nak letak batu, biarlah letak batu nesan ke apa..

Lepas tu, entah macamana kawan aku dok godek-godek, siap terbaring-baring nak keluarkan batu kejadah tu punya pasal laa.. Akhirnya, berjaya kawan aku tu keluarkan batu itu. Thanks Bro! Nasib baik ada engko kan? Kalau tak aku dah nak towing dah..tak pasal-pasal melayang rm100..

Bubu-moment no.2
Kejadian kedua ni pun berlaku kat Seputeh.. masa tu aku dah terror sikit memandu Myvi. So, aku tidor kat rumah Renee lagi sebab lewat sangat balik dari lepak-lepak kat KL. Aku tergerak nak parking dalam sikit. Dah laa mamai-mamai nak tidor, maklumlah dah pukul 2.00am masa tu..

Tiba-tiba, Myvi aku tertumus ke depan sebelah kiri. Aku cuak. Aku try reverse, gagal! So, aku kuar tengok rupa-rupanya tayar kereta aku sebelah kiri dah masuk dalam lubang longkang..
Siut betullaaaa!!! Habis Myvi aku. Renee cakap, biarlah dulu.. Esok baru pikir.. jom tidor dulu! Uhhhhh... Hurm.. hopeless!

So, esoknya orang pertama aku call ialah abang no.2 aku. Angah. Dia kata dia kerja tapi, dia cuba laa datang secepat mungkin. So, selain daripada dia, aku try call emergency MyVi 24 jam tu. Dia kata kalau nak towing dia boleh nego RM80. Dalam purse aku cuma ada RM50 jern so aku buat deal dgn member aku kalau dia boleh pinjam lagi RM30. Ishhhhh!! Leceh betul laa.. Tiba-tiba, Angah come to the resque. Dia call aku kata dia on the way dengan member dia, Sarjan. So, cancel lah towing tu... selamat RM80 aku.

Bila Angah dah sampai, dia gelak kaw kaw dulu baru dia figure nak buat apa. Hampeh!! So, macam macam lah idea, nak tarik guna kereta member dia lah, nak jack kereta tu lah tapi, tanah lembut. Tiba-tiba ada lah sorang ane(indian guy) tu datang. Dia kasi idea, "Kita tiga orang kasi angkat la ini kereta, lepas tu dia reverse.." Aku dengan muka blur pun okey kan saja.

Bersungguh-sungguhlah Angah, Sarjan dan Ane tu angkat Myvi aku bahagian kiri depan dan aku pun mereversekan kereta aku. Jeng jen jeng... yes!! Berjaya!!!!!!!!! So, sesudah hulur RM10 kat Ane, dengan malu-malu Ane tu pun ambil la.. Nasib baik ada dia kan?

Bubu-moment No.3
Malam tu aku, Hadil (kawan aku dari Egypt) dan Samara (gadis Arab berdarah Palestin dari German) plan la nak pergi makan-makan kat area KL. Ada satu tempat ni nama Andalusia, served makanan dari Mediterian. So, lepas aku picked up both of them, kitaorang pun off to Bukit Bintang area sebab kawan aku si Samara ni yang penunjuk jalan kata tempat tu kat Bukit Bintang, sebelum jalan nak ke Pavilion. Jalan apa entah aku pun tak ingat dah.. So, dia pun jadi tak sure Lorong mana nak ikut.. agaknya dah terlajak ke mana-mana aku pun tak tau lah.. Perut dah lapar ni tapi, nak juga try Restoran tu. So, entah macamana kitaorang terend-up kat depan Perhentian Teksi, depan bangunan Technip, berhadapan degan RHB HQ, Jalan Tun Razak, at our right side. Samara pun buat phonecall dgn member dia yag tahu tempat tu kat mana. Dia kata, landmark tempat tu kat sebelah kanan ada Prince Court Medical Center, masuk first junction sebelah kiri, terus jer dan jumpa la tempat itu.

So, aku pun dengan tak berapa nak yakin kat mana tempat tu start la enjin tu dan drive la. Tiba-tiba, sedar-sedar aku dah ternaik kat atas divider dan tersangkut. WTF!!!!! Aku keluar kereta tengok, sebelah kanan depan pulak yang nak kena jongket. Ada mamat tengah lalu, muka macam boleh blah, kira handsome, not bad la untuk orang Melayu aku pun mintak tolong. "Abang, boleh tolong tak?"suara lembut aku dok merayu. Dia pun tengok, muka blur. Nak gelakkan pun tak sampai hati agaknya. Dia pun garu kepala, macamana nak tolong ni? Nasib baik ada abang teksi ni datang. Godek-godek kereta ni, nak jack jer kereta aku tapi, mana pulak Jack dalam Myvi ni?? Aku dengan muka malu-malu, "jack saya tak de dalam kereta la Bang.."

Astaga..

Kawan aku si Hadil ni, biar aku citer dengan korang, dia ni masa tu baru balik dari revolution jatuhkan Hosni Mubarak. Serius. Dia laah antara beribu-ribu orang yang terpekik-pekik suruh si Mubarak tu letak jawatan. Dah tak boleh terima bullshit. So, dia bagi cadagan, angkatkan jer kereta ni dan reverse la. Macam biasa.. 2 orang laki, 2 orang perempuan angkat memang tak larat. So, ada tiga orang budak kolej agaknya tolong sekali. Ambik ko 5 orang tenaga lelaki. Alhamdulillah, selamat semuanya.

Terima kasih! Terima kasih!

Bubu-moment No.4
Yang ni yang paling aku tak boleh blah. Beteri kong - kena buat jumpstart. Aku call la adik beradik aku ni termasuk lah boyfriend tersayang. Hampeh! Masing-masing tak angkat telefon. Nasib baik aku park kereta kat parking space kat rumah aku. Last-last, adik bongsu aku, Safwan tolong menyelamatkan tapi, dia datang sejam kemudian la, bawak anak bini dia sekali. Adoyai! So, jumpstart kereta aku ni untuk kali pertama. Macamana boleh tak de bateri ni? Aku baru perasan yang aku terpasang lampu.. Hurm.. aku selalu check lampu, apasal laa hari tu aku boleh tak perasan. Kebiasaannya Myvi akan keluarkan bunyi bila lampu tak tutup tapi, tak de pulak aku dengar.

So, memag tak tau laa nak cakap apa kecuali, thank you la Bro! You come to the resque this time around.. :)

Reverse Parking Vs. Parrerral Parking.
Bubu moment in the parking space lagi lah ada storynya.. haha..tapi, nanti-nanti jelah cerita, malulah.. :P Yang aku nak reverse parking kat E-curve, Atrium. Ada ladies parking space.Huhuhu.. hadil tahu the story.. korang tanya laa dia..

Aku memang benci buat side-parking. Tak boleh blah.. Tapi, harungkan saja laa kalau terpaksa gak kena buat.. Lesson learned, tak kesahlah you ni lelaki or perempuan, memandu di jalan raya adalah perkara yang serius dan tidak boleh dibawa bergurau. Setiap individu mesti ada sikap bertanggungjawab. Jalan raya bukan tempat nak tunjuk power, nak banding siapa lebih hebat. Fine, you memang terror selit sana selit sini. Tapi, kalau kemalangan terjadi, yang rugi tu adalah anda dan orang yang kena langgar tuer. Kalau melibatkan nyawa tu macamana, betul tak?

Lagi satu, kepada kaum wanita yang memandu tu, tolonglah be extra careful dan bertoleransi. Kan bila kita dengar radio kat ERA ke, Hitz.FM kita mesti ada dengar pesanan masyarakat supaya bersikap berwaspada di jalan raya dan ini sebenarnya untuk kepentingan semua pihak.

Sebelum aku pandai bawak kereta ni..(ehem!!) aku pernah keluar dengan mamat ni, dia ni memang tak takut mati, bawak kereta macam pelisit. Pernah beberapa kali kitaorang kena accident seperti langgar divider, langgar bumber orang la tapi, yang paling aku tak boleh blah ialah dia nak masuk selekoh kiri, berebut nak selit dengan bas. Bodoh punya orang!! Bas ada depan kitaorang and dia pun nak masuk selekoh kiri, si bangang ni, bila dia tengok ada ruang, konon2 dia potong la, dia terus nak selit. Bila bas tu nak masuk ke selekoh kiri, bas tu pun tergesel la dengan kereta mamat bangang nier.. Habis la bumper depan dia tertanggal. Menggelabah dia! Padan muker! Aku pun malu giler.. bila orang-orang turun dari bas, tengok benda paling bodoh yang pernah dorang tengok!

Kadang-kadang orang yang terror bawak kereta ni ada bangangnya juga, kan?

Anyway, driving gives me two sort of power. Power of Freedom from Fear and Power of Freedom to Movement..:)

To be continue in Lady Driver Part II

So, this is for the BOYS!!! AMBIK KO!!

Aku Perempuan dan Kau Lelaki

Aku rasa tergerak untuk menulis sesuatu tentang peranan gender apabila aku melihat video ini. Pembuat video ini cukup bijak menggambarkan apa itu streotype gender - khususnya apa peranan lelaki dan perempuan. Hanya menggunakan beberapa contoh untuk membezakan antara keduanya dan ada kalanya aku rasa lucu, betul - tepat kena batang hidung aku dan ada yang membuatkan aku rasa sedih dan terkilan. *sigh*

Kita review satu persatu, ok?

1. Selepas kerja.
Kebanyakan perempuan yang bekerja lebih-lebih lagi bagi mereka yang sudah berumahtangga memang berhadapan situasi di mana mereka merasa bertanggungjawab untuk melakukan kerja-kerja rumah / household work seperti mengemas, memasak, mencuci dan jaga anak.

Aku akui, aku belum kahwin lagi tapi, aku pernah melalui satu kehidupan di mana aku membawa peranan sebagai seorang kekasih dan aku diletakkan harapan oleh pasangan ku itu untuk menjaga makan minumnya serta pakaiaannya. Maklumlah, dia anak mak.. So, 2 tahun setengah aku rasa seluruh tenaga aku dicurahkan untuk seorang yang menganggap aku, harus menepati ciri-ciri seorang superwomen. Balik dari kerja, rumah nak kena kemas, baju nak kena basuh, dinner nak kena prepare. Aku lakukan semuanya kerana sayang. Dan aku mahu melakukannya. Lupakan apa yang berlaku antara aku dengan dia kerana ianya tak penting.

Bila aku kenang semula, aku tertanya, bagaimana aku boleh lakukan semua itu untuk dia? Adakah kerana aku diharapkan untuk melakukan semua itu, sementara lelaki bila balik dari kerja boleh lepak dok depan sofa, lepas makan, nak angkat pinggan masuk dapur pun payah, apatah lagi nak tolong membantu kemaskan dapur? Paling tidak pun, selepas mesin basuh selesai cucikan baju, hanya tinggal nak sidai baju di tengah panas? Bukan baju sapa-sapa, baju awak (kaum lelaki) juga.. betul tak?

Bila bini membebel di rumah, sebab awak tak reti or buat-buat tak reti pandai pula nak cari ketenangan di luar.. lepas tu mulalah.. cari mistress sebab kat rumah, tension! Bini tak cukup memahami.. yang awak penat cari rezeki di luar..(macamlah bini awak tu tak kerja.. even, jadi suri rumah pun boleh letih tau, dengan nak melayan anak-anak lagi, bila malam nak kena “jaga” awak lagi di atas katil.. erm.. macam yang disarankan oleh “Kelab Taat Suami” tuer.. Urrggghhh!!! First class Prostitute? Hurm.. I don’t want to start on that now.. well, at least not for now..

So, just imagine dah lah kerja penat-penat kat ofis, balik rumah pun nak kena buat kerja juga. So, kalau sayangkan bini bukan tinggal-tinggalkan, tapi, kalau sayangkan bini pandai-pandailah bertoleransi dan bekerjasama yer?

2. Watching Romantic Movie.
Aku memang ratu air mata kalau tengok Romantic Movie especially, made from Bollywood. Ish, kalau cerita Tamil lagi aku feel babe.. .Pernah sekali aku tengok cerita Sanggam part masa Radha terkantoi dengan Husband dia pasal surat yag dia pernah bagi kat ex-boyfriend dia (kawan baik Husband). Time tu memang aku feel sebab ex-bf kuat jealous time tuer. Hehe.. So, I rest my case la, kalah teruk! Tapi, ada jugak kawan perempuan aku yang memang tak boleh blah kalau cerita cintan ni.. aku pun kalau nak ikutkan cerita cintan tuer pun ada kelas kelasnyer, kalau setakat filem Yusof Haslam ker, Razak Mohedeen ker, memang tak boleh feel la.. But, the point is I acknowledge yang Perempuan macam aku ni sensitive sikit pasal bab-bab perasaan ni.. Cuma kena control laa.. Hehe..

Psst, aku nak kongsi sikit about my bf, dia pun meleleh gak tengok citer romantic ni.. Korang layan tak "KalHo NaHo"? Tangkap jiwang suit... hehehe.. dia kalau translate Hindi ke English.. perrggghhh.. menusuk jantung.. Ada satu kali tu, aku pernah ada dispute denga dia, KalHo Naho tu Hitrit Roshan dengan Amisha Patel yang berlakon. Tapi, dia mati-mati cakap Shah Rukh Khan dengan Preeti Zinta berlakon. AKu tak puas hati sampai bet RM50. Last-last, dia menang.. Not bad for a guy. AKu bukan apa, confused dengan cerita Kaho Na Pyar Hai..:P

Hehe.. Pernah sekali dia call aku, suruh aku tengok “The Force Of Nature” Lakonan Ben Affleck dan Sandra Bullock. I’m being the biggest supporter pun layankan je laa.. Anyway, this video clip is for you, boo!! I love you~



3. On a diet.
Ini aku kurang setuju tapi, pokoknya di sini bukan sebab perempuan bila diet, dia makan sekali makanan dalam pinggan boyfriend dia tapi, dia tak de “Iron Will” nak kuruskan badan. Honestly, sekarang ni aku sedang dalam misi untuk turun 10kg daripada xxx kg ke yyy kg.. sedangkan sejak October 2009 aku dah meng”enroll”kan diri dalam Fitness First dan mencuba MarieFrance BodyLine, tapi.. tak turun2 pun.. Hehe.. dan sekarang ni, sejak aku berada dalam Training LP ni, aku mula faham apa itu Compelling Desire, Solid Belief, Effective Action and Iron Will, itu pasal aku sekarang ni as of this time, dah turun 4kg sejak 4 minggu yang lepas... wooot!! Woot!!!! And, boyfriend aku ni pun tak nak kalah punya pasal, dia pun nak diet gak! Dia buat kerja giler, dia jalan kaki dari Phileo Damansara sehingga ke Kota Damansara dalam masa 1 jam 50 minit. Giler?! Well, aku rasa dia pun rasa tercabar, taknak kalah kan? Sebabnya ada sekali tu, dia timbang berat badan dia, dia panggil penimbang berat tu “penipu” lepas tu aku reply, “eleh, you yang live in denial.. memang you dah gemok pun,” Hehe.. agaknya, sebab tu laa kot dia pun nak turunkan berat badan... :P

So, baru-baru ni, kitaorang pun pergi la walking kat Taman Tun Dr. Ismail. Bersungguh-sungguh kitaorang nak bersenam nier. Hehe.. bagi aku, romantic gak berdiet sama-sama dengan boyfriend. Masing-masing support each other, wanted to achieve goal. Even, masa dinner pun, we watch what we eat, choose healthy food. Although, memang ada banyak temptation, ajakan makan kat restoran fatty crab la, makan kat hotel for buffet la, ad we both manage to say NO. Anyway, my important message ialah, nak jaga badan ni bukan sahaja untuk lawa, tapi, untuk maintain kesihatan dan semangat dalaman. Nanti, kalau dua-dua pun saling menjaga diri masing-masing, bila dua-dua dah look good together, mestilah rasa yakin diri pun meningkat, kan? And, yang paling penting, nyah.. dua-dua loving each other..forever ever laa hendaknya.. :P Amin.. so, lagu yang aku nak mainkan ni aku rasa, sesuai untuk lelaki juga, cuma tukar lirik jer.. Enjoy!



Well, Aku stop dulu untuk kali ni.. nanti bila-bila masa aku dah ada idea, aku tambah lagi..

Chachow!!!

Tribute to LP145

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag (Yes! I did.. sometimes..)
Drifting throught the wind
Wanting to start again (That's my life have been before..what?)

Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in (yeaaaahhhh...! all the time!!

Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing (Urrggghhh.. when everytime I said, die la! die la! How to do this laaa..OMG! OMG! Kit gonna kill me!!)

Do you know that there's still a chance for you
Cause there's a spark in you... (Yes!!! I knowwwww!!!)

You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine (Shine..and pay it forward..:))
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July..(31st August - Hari Merdeka kita, okey!!!)

Cause baby you're a firework (Yes!! You are, my Buddy!!!! Evelyn & Syuan!!!)
Come on show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y (Fly man! Flyyyy... up! up! up to the skyyyyyyy!!!)

Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gunna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own

You don't have to feel like a waste of space (if it's to be, it's up to me!!)
You're original, cannot be replaced (tidak boleh ditukar ganti okey..!!)
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow (with seven colours!!!! - our multiple color!! Regardless you are born Malay, Chinese, Indians - with different taste, culture and language and we manage to be ONE HEART, ONE WORLD with boundless possibilities..)

Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road (and it's all bring us together at the training rooms - Basic, Advance & LP Journey..)
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
And when it's time, you'll know (you know I know you all know..)

You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine (shine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! don't hold up!!!)
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July

Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y (fly babe!! fly higher!!!!!!)

Baby you're a firework (shake that booty!!!)
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe-awe-awe" (AWESOMEEEEE!!!!)

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through

Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what your worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby you're a firework (Yes!! I am!!!!!!! Loving, Honest & Powerful woman!!!!)
Come on slet your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe-awe-awe

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon (Sailormooooooooooon!!! berkhidmat untuk bulan and menentang kuasa jahat............!!)

love,
Sufi

Girls & Boys - Parenting Do Counts

A Tribute to My Nephews and Nieces!
By Sufi

As of date; 24th June 2011, currently I have 4 nephews and 3 nieces. Three (3) of them are my First (Along) brother's sons. Zikri aged 12, Zaidi aged 11 and Zubir aged 6. Another three is my Second (Angah) brother's children. Syamil aged 6, Zara aged 4 and newborn baby Zuyyin four month old. Safwan, My Younger brother has become a father at the aged 24 and his wife Ayna, aged at the aged of 18 years old mother of newborn baby Adawiyah, same age as Zuyyin, 4 month old.

Parent No 1: Safwan & Ayna

I would love to share with you guys about this young couple. Safwan and Ayna. Honestly, I admirer their courage and their determination of wanting to have and willing to sacrifice their younger moment in order for them to have their own family. They both shared dream of having life together two years ago before they officially mariade to each other.

I have heard about them since Ayna was still wearing her school uniform. I thought, it's going to be another Safwan's puppy love. But, two years they both still holding on and both of them really love each other. I know because, I saw how Safwan treat his wife last two weeks when we are on the way home from Alor Setar, just finished attend our cousin's wedding and we drop by at Penang and drove with my Myvi to Gopeng.

:) I am proud of Safwan to see him taking care of Adawiyah, to hold her in his arms. I remember at that aged, I was still traumatise to get myself in relationship again. I hate the word of commitment. Especially to a man! (Yeah, I was broken heart at that time and choose not to trust man everrrr again. Share with you about that on some other time.) And when I was 18, gosshhh.. I have no guy friend yet!! Just finished my SPM. To me, at that time, boys are jerk and dangerous!! Seriously! (Well, coming from a girl school, what to expect about boys? Hopeless Nothing - ZERO!!)

But, they have showed me differently. Coming from their point of view, I guess both of them grew mature very well indeed. However, being a parents is not just having a baby. A baby need extra care and a lots of effection. And, worst come to worst, handling responsibility. It's not just handling responsibility towards each other and to the Baby. It's also, towards people who have you enrolled in other for them to see the vision together. The Family, your Brothers and Sister and the whole family from the both side.

Do take note on how Safwan actually make us believe that he can be a Husband and a Father.

When he first express his intention to marry Ayna, I am the first one to object. Why? Because, he has showed not much of responsibility towards the Family. Being the youngest among the sibling means, he can do whatever he wants to do and take advantage on other people, like that? I was furious to know that his future wife is just finishing school. Coming from my being, education is the most important to thing to accomplish to every body especially to woman, as general. When we woman have education, and use that as a tool for us to get what we aim for in life. Again, may I remind you that is coming from my point of view.

So, I do feel, that at that particular of time, Safwan is not capable to handling responsible as a husband and that girl surely are so young to carry out the responsible of a wife. Attending to "Kursus Kahwin" is not enough to equipt them to be husband and wife. A lot of obstacles shall be coming and storm them if they are not ready mentally and spiritually.

Until now, I don't know how are they going to survive, whether both of them shall stay strong together or not? But, what's important now is our prayer that everything shall come together and shall be sorting out, one by one, step by step and eventually bigger plans for them and for their generation. Who knows?

Looking at Adawiyah, she is so smart. Warm and lovely. According to Ayna, not much grungies but, when at times, she can be irratating but, hey, aren't we all like that? :) So much come for Adawiyah and I look forward for more from her.

Parent No. 2: Angah & Kak Sham

Angah and Kak Sham was married when both of them in their late 20-ies. They have meet in some ways where both of them know where they want to head. Both are matured and ready be live their live. If I’m not mistaken, it took them less than a year in relationship and then, Angah decided that Kak Sham was the perfect candidate to be his wife and a mother to his kids. Based on how both of them has raised Syamil and Zara, they are both so fine so far. But then, I think both my parents also should be taking credit of raising up Syamil and Zara when Angah and Kak Sham go to work.

Syamil is such sweet boy. Althought, he can be very annoying and little brat but, still manageable. He really attached with my Dad and although, I have witness a few of dispute between both of them, I find it’s funny. My Dad now is 64 enjoying playing with Syamil and just bring syamil “jalan-jalan” with his old Honda cap motorbike.

Zara is much closer with my Mom. Anyhow, her determined actually influences Zara in a way or two. And she is so smart like her Aunt, me.
One sweet day, Zara, one of nothing, Zara said to Kak Sham, “Zara nak pergi sekolah, Ibu. Zara tak mahu kahwin…!! (I want to go to school, mom. I don’t want to get married..!!) “At that time she was only 3 years old. I was shocked. How on earth, this 3 years old kid knew the word of “married“? I was puzzled and at the same time, I was so damn proud!

Awwwww…

Anyway, as I observed that both Angah and Kak Sham educate Syamil and Zara just like what we always see in every boys and girls. So, typical that Syamil loves car. He can recognize a lot car on the road especially Nissan Grand Lavina. Oh, well! One day, when I was first learn how to drive, he make a special remark, “Girls can drive, huh?” I was like “excuse me? What do YOU mean?” but, I did not replied that to him. *rolling eyes* I just told him that, “everybody can drive a car, not only boys. Girl like me also can drive. When you and Zara grow up, both of you also can drive..” And he replied, “Mom don’t know how to drive pun,” Errm.. okey! :P “I reply, “If she wants to drive, she need to learn first and pass her test and then, she can drive. I’m sure, one day Ibu shall drive you to school like I did, kan?” and he smile, “Okey!”

Adorable and yet... must gives awareness to kids about role play of a gender.

Parent No. 3: Along and Kak Long.

Hehehe.. What about both of them that makes all the three boys sooooo special? Zikri, too bad that he was not around KL because currently he is at Sabak Bernam, Kak Long’s hometown. Her mother take care of Zikri since he was baby. Hopefully he will be in KL after he finished his UPSR this year and scores!!
I still remember the times before Zikri was born, Kak Long has scan her tummy at the clinic (pakar sakit puan) that, she is having a baby girl. Kak Long was so excited and posted a Baby Girl poster on her room. And when the Baby was born, it’s turn out to be a baby boy. Haha.. 
Anyway, Zikri and Zaidi only one year gap. And people usually may mistake them as twin because of their same size and interest. I hardly see them have a fight and actually both of them communicating same wave of language.

One day, I think when Zikri was about to learn how to speak. He was “pelat” for example, when he said “Ning Ale” means, “pening Kepala,” and many more words that I could not remember. There were at times, Zikri was being moody and he was asking for something from my mom, my mom and dad was puzzled. I was puzzled too, “tallok..tallok…nak tallok…” What the hell is tallok?? Suddenly, Zaidi throw his “bantal busuk”.. Laaa.. Bantal Peluk rupanya..

Kak Long is such a sweethear and Along is a romantic man in his own strange ways, I must say based on my experience. Remember during my early year in Universiti Malaya, I always go back to Cheras and spend my weekend with them? Yeah, on 25 August is Kak Long’s birthday. I was there to witness romantic moment when, Along bought a cake and put one whole big white candle on the cake and write a song for Kak Long, you know la how talented Along was in making his own song. :P

Score!!!

Owh, another memorable moment of both of them that we whole family could not forget. At that time, Zaidi was about two year old and they just come back from shopping, I can’t remember where is the location but, at that time, both of them still travel with his Honda cap motorbike. So, just imagine, Along was sitting in front, Zaidi in a middle and when Kak Long was about to be ride behind, Along just took off with his bike and left Kak Long behind. Kak Long was so shocked and speechless until she realizes that Along is not turning back. She was running like crazy woman, shouting and calling her beloved husband, “Abang…! Abanng………!! Abbaaaaannnnnnnnggg!!!”

I can felt how Kak Long was feeling at that time, the blood must be rushing up to her face and her heartbeat run fast and almost come out running towards Along.. And Zaidi was being quite, not feeling scare at all. Thank ggodnes that Along was not ride fast enough to make Zaidi fall. My Goodness..

Sure, it’s turn out to be one funny story now. Owh, wait until you hear about Zubir..

Letter to My Father [Abah]

by Sufi

Dear Abah,
Tonight I felt like I wanted to go through my photo album. As I look at old pictures of mine, I can’t stop praise myself how lovely and cute I was. A few pictures that caught my eyes is when I was still a baby with my cheeky smile with no teeth, a picture of me when I was 2 years old with a sweet smile and nice white teeth, and many more…

As I slide to the next page of the album, there is one our picture together, the father-daughter relationship that we have, we both know that both of us are so proud of each other. At that particular of time, I was 20 years old. It was my 1st year studying Law at University of Malaya. I know you really look up high at me and put so much trust in me that I can complete my studies. Although I’ve been complaining to you that read law gives me so much pain and misery, don’t know whether this is the right course for me, I’m not good enough to be a lawyer. Who can imagine that someone like me (at that particular time are hopeless lazy and spoiled kid) would have balls and kick some ass??!

And, now I realize that I was just don’t even tried good enough, I don’t push myself hard enough to learn, to experience the knowledge. Yes, I am Miss 50-50 and don’t put my 100%. I was just not aware at that time, how lucky I was to have that one-time opportunity to change my life. You never give up in me. You give me words of wisdom. Just because, you see something that I did is worth it for you to witness. You see 100% is possible, 100% of the time in me. I believed you. And I never give up. On 9th September, 2007, you witnessed me walking proudly towards that superlady (She is the first woman to become Hakim Besar Malaya – YB Tan Sri Siti Norma Yaakob) and received my scroll – L.L.B. Sarjana Muda Ijazah Undang-Undang (Dengan Kepujian) with my one sweet big smile and in my hearts screaming “Finally!!!!

And then Mom leak me one little secret..she told me that she saw you shed a tear drop for me. Tears of happiness, I suppose.

Again, I was in my breakdown. I still felt hopeless not even wanted to do my chambering because, I just don’t believe that I can. For that period of 9 months (or perhaps more), I finally was called to the Bar on 18th November 2008 in front of Yg Arif Ariff. As Mr. Edmund Bon read my long-call speech and the moment once I was acceptable to be bla bla bla and Advocate & Solicitor, you shed a tear drop of happiness, as Along has told me. They are all were proud of me, standing and wearing that robe.

I did this, Abah. I did this because of you and I love you.

My Beautiful Mom [Mak]

By Sufi

My mom had told me a story on what had happened on the day I was born. She felt something powerful would come out from her womb and she believed her world would change on that date. Despite that my Dad was not around; he had outstation in Melaka. She asked help from my neighbor to send her to Hospital Besar Kuala Lumpur. It was early morning and exactly at 9.05 am [as stated on my Birth Cert].
As I’m writing this article, memories of my mom and I just play up. How innocent I was and how depending I am to my mom.
I remember how she bribe me with my favorite meal, warm rice mix with fried mackerel fish and some soy sauce) with her bare hand. (Erm…) I also remember that I always left behind (I’m a slow walker) in a crowd at any funfair or market place and then, my mom would come back and rescue me. I also remember my mom would just left me at home with my dad (while he watching TV) and I would cried out loud screaming calling her. I was angry at her just because she refused to bring me to Night Market (Pasar Malam). I remember that she just laugh cynically because I told her that she don’t love me anymore, she preferred my 3rd brother rather than me. Oh, how silly I was back then but, then again I was a kid.

I’m her little girl.

As I grew up, I become more aware of her role as a mother. She is a housewife and she has prepared everything for the family. She cook, she wash, she iron and fold the cloths, she goes market to buy groceries, she make the bed, clean the house, and the list goes on as she’s been taking care all of it and she done it well!

She is my superwomen.

And then, when I started to share her responsibility and helping her to care of the house, I questioned her. “Why I’m the only one who helping you? Why can’t the other (my whatever brothers) help us to take care of this house. We can delegate the task and less burden you.” And my mom replied, “It’s okey lah. They are boys. You are a girl in this family. Who else can help me if it’s not you?”
I was furious and confused at the same time. Being a boy has a lot of privilege than being a girl? I don’t mind helping my mom as of fact but, what if I was born as a boy. Is thing going to be the same?

I asked myself. Who decide this?!

Ode To My Family

By Sufi

Introduction.
I lived with my parents. Both of them are still alive and kickin’. And both of them have raised me on how a Muslim Malay girl should be. Hurm.. should be? What is that supposed to mean? I shall let u explore more of it after this. And yes, I am 31 years old woman now, as of date, driving my Myvi with 1.3 engine which I swear I don’t care enough to know about it. What works for me, is that this Myvi is a symbol of my so-called life. It represents my power within and it’s not just a vehicle that can bring me from point A to point B. Well, enough about my car. I shall explain about it in another topic and how it meant a lot to me. Well, YES!!! I am one of that women drivers, Mr. Bung!!! (F*** U!!) [Read this for more info;MP rapped for remarks against women drivers - Star Motoring - Car news, reviews, previews, classifieds, price guides]

What else?? Hurm.. my four brothers. Strong, caring, intelligent, smart, protective, determine, passionate man. (well, the list can goes on, you know...) They are my heroes with a shining armor and don’t mess up with me because you will get yourself into trouble, my friend. Is this a mild warning to my beloved boyfriend? 

And so, here I am a middle child, the third one. I am between 2 elder brothers and 2 younger brothers. Wow!! Can’t wait to tell the stories how I grew up with them. I almost turned up to be like boys, you know!

And yes, my three lovely and sweet sisters in law. They married to my first (Along), second (Angah) and forth brother (Wan). They have been sisters that I never had. And I welcome them in the family. Thank you for marrying my whatever brothers. *Please be informed that only my third brother (Alim) and I have yet to be married to anyone. (And the reason why I’m sharing this* because…[sarcastic voice]

Last but not least, my nephews and my nieces!!! [Awwhhh..!!!] Soon, I let you know how these kids thought me about life and what’s possible for future generation. The choice is in my hand and with every action that I did today does give impact, and this responsible includes you too my friend.