Sunday, September 30, 2007

Rise to The Occasion

The last 10 days of Ramadhan are the best time to optimize and to step-up your amal ibadat. But it is also the peak of all your cookie and cake projects. Orders usually come pouring in during this time and everything seems to move in a heightened speed. My kitchen has been puffing up smoke from its little oven, and it scares me sometimes to think that my dearest baking apparatus might decide not to slave itself anymore for this one month due to constant overuse. The kids have also chosen to be really sick during this same period, both are down with a vicious viral fever, and my baking had to be interrupted with the running around to sponge the both of them. For the past three days I have had only 2 hours of sleep every night, most times were spent sponging and attending to the whining kids.

There came a moment when I felt I was stretched to the very end and exasperating for air. But last night, the exhaustion and the tension were compensated when my son, in between his heavy wheezing with eyes half closed, breathed out "...mama, you are the best!" and then dozed off. It was in the wee hours of morning, overwhelmed with fatigue, deprived of sleep and consumed with worry, I unanticipatedly retrieved my strength after being fed with those sweet words from a four year old boy. I am more refreshed now, and in full gear to handle the kids and the cookie projects. Sometimes, simple motivational words or a pat on the back would really do wonders to your overall being. So,come what may now...I am ready.

I would like to share a poem which I received via the email. Beautifully written. It touched my heart and I'm sure it will touch yours too.

To My Child

Just for this morning, I am going to smile when I see your face
and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear,
and smile and say how perfect it is.
Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry
and pick you up and take you to the park to play.
Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink,
and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together.
Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off,
and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.
Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble
when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck,
and I will buy you one if he comes by.
Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up,
or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies,
and I won't stand over you trying to fix them.
Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal
so you can have both toys.
Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story
about how you were born and how much I love you.
Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.
Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch
and count all the stars.
Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours,
and miss my favourite TV shows.
Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray,
I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.
I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their missing children,
the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children's graves instead of their bedrooms.
The mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms
watching their children suffer senselessly and screaming inside that little body
And when I kiss you goodnight I will hold you a little tighter, a little longer.
It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing,
except one more day.............


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Friday, September 28, 2007

Garden of Jannah

Happy 12th Birthday Jannah!
Thanks Shikin!

Alright folks, these are my last ventures for this week. Insyaallah, beginning from next week I would be occupied completing the raya cookies orders and storing chocolate cakes and cupcakes for the ushering of Aidil Fitri. Till we meet again here, I would like to wish all relatives, cousins, aunties, sibblings, inlaws, neighbours back home, friends, blog friends, RN members, and customers, who have eventually become our friends, a Blessed Ramadhan and a Delightful Hari Raya.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Blazing New Paths

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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Cake of The Day

Happy 9th Birthday Amirul!

When I was asked to do this cake, I didn't know who these cartoon characters were. Judging from the picture emailed to me, I had thought they were some super hero aliens with swollen heads and mutated faces. Yours truly whooshed to the kitchen and did some sketches of an Alien background and naturally I had chosen a round shape to represent the round planet they were from. Baked the cake in a round pan and iced it. After all that was done, I wrote to Farin to ask for the names of these characters so I could write their names. To my surprise, I was told that they were no aliens but wrestlers, yikes! If I had known earlier, I would have baked the cake in a square pan to resemble the wrestling ring. Hence, the round shape of the ring. Sorry Farin, should have asked you much earlier. Hope Amirul likes the cake regardless. I'm so not good at this. Thanks for the order.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

I Lab-U

Remember, on the first day of Ramadhan, I made my husband's favourite gulai lemak Labu. I only used half of the pumpkin, itu pun dapat seperiuk rak and stashed the other half way back in the fridge. I was thinking of using the other half to make pengat or maybe repeat the same dish when I run out on ideas on what to cook. Since my husband likes Labu so much I thought of making something special for him, something that I have never tried before and that's when I stumbled the Lepat Labu recipe shared by one of the RN members. The feedback from other members was so overwhelming that I too was coerced into making some. It is an easy peasy recipe and if you happen to grow pumpkin in your backyard or in the fridge, don't give this recipe a miss.

Lepat Labu
Source: Lindaza
Thanks Linda

Half of a medium sized pumpkin, skinned and the flesh boiled and mashed,
1 cup of all purpose flour,
4 tablespoon castor sugar,
1 teaspoon salt.
Mix the above ingredients well to form paste.

For the fillings
2 cups Grated coconut(only the whites)
1 teaspoon sugar,
1 teaspoon salt,
ample banana leaves cut into rectangles.

Spoon the mashed pumpkin onto the banana leaves and put the coconut fillings and wrap. Steam for 8-10 minutes.

I was excited to serve my husband a plate of this lepat labu. Since the children didn't like them, I happily broke the news with a spring in my voice, that he didn't have to share the lepats with anybody else but himself. He just smiled and unwrapped one. After finishing half in a slow and savouring manner, he looked up and politely said "...saya sebenarnya suka labu kalau masak gulai lemak je, kalau lepat2 ni saya tak berapa sangat." I understood then why it took him ages to finish half, and for a few seconds I was made to believe that he was savouring the lepat labu experience! Ah well, you can't please them, all the time, I still Lab-U anyway Mi.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Recipe of BerDegil

There's a belief that goes in this house that I come from another planet. I am seen as the green alien or in a more familiar context a gorilla, a lembu, someone who grazes on greens. I feed on pasturage as do the cattle and the sheep. You won't be able to find any greens on any body's plate during mealtimes except in mine. No matter how cunningly I tried inserting the tiniest, littlest of greens in the dishes, they will all be unearthed and dumped back onto my plate. And of course it gets to you the whole time and it has always been a big issue at the dining table. Trick of ancient times and words of bribery all come into play when dealing with two small kids and one overgrown one to why they have to eat sayur. In the beginning, sentences of assurance dominated the persuasions, eg. "...If Anin makan sayur anin boleh jadi Spiderman!" "...Iman kalau makan sayur, kulit jadi cantik and pandai." "...Awak, kalau makan sayur barula ada energy sikit" But to no avail. From assurance, sentences shifted gears to bribery and lastly to threats!! "...If tak makan sayur, anin tak boleh ashi mama lagi" *To the uniniated, my son sleeps whilst holding the end of my seluar tido which he calls ashi* "...kakak tak boleh tengok "Manjalara" this evening" and the worst would be "...No more computer games forever and ever". Muahaha, I was just being the mean stepmother cum snow white witch then.

I had to think of something, not only for the sake of their health, but equally also for my self esteem, since I hate losing to a bunch of under 9 year olds.

So one day...mama had an idea. *could already taste victory here*

I know all of them like beef patties, burgers and nuggets kinda food. So if I mash and grate all the greens very finely, they might not be able to notice it. And so the mission began. Thawed a tube of Ramly minced meat and started to brew the healthy concoctions. Whilst at it, I got carried away and put a whole lot of other beneficial stuff such as quacker oats, the soya bean dregs, carrots and celeries. In the end, the concoction was made into bergedil balls, and looking like any other bergedil at a glance. The three kids were presented with them at one berbuka puasa session and none of them noticed any difference. They even commented that it tasted nicer than any other bergedils I have made before. Mission accomplished! The green alien has won the battle this time. So, here's the recipe to the Bergedil or Berdegil as I like to call it.
400gm of minced meat( I used Ramly's)
3 Tablespoon of finely sliced onions,
3 Tablespoon of Daun Bawang,
1 big patato, boiled and mashed
half cup of finely grated carrots,
half cup of finely grated celery,
3/4 cup of soya bean dregs,
half cup of oats,
1 teaspoon of black pepper,
half teaspoon of pepper,
1 teaspoon of salt,
1 teaspoon of sugar.
1 egg ( to coat the bergedil)

Mix everything together and form mixture into small patties. Coat the patties with beaten egg and fry on a medium to high fire. Serve. You can also make burgers out of these. Mamazieza, this recipe is to answer your querie the other day. Hope this one helps.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Hush, Little Baby...

There are countless of reasons to cry, to release streams and streams of tears to flow down your cheeks. It's all too natural when you feel deeply about something, be it in happy times, in grief or even in anger. I cry at weddings, at graduation ceremonies, at the movies, at home watching sappy stories, in the kitchen slicing the onions, in my dreams, in my prayers, well come to think of it, I cry all the time. But yesterday, I cried the hardest, and I was sure that I was not the only one that wept. The whole nation did, regardless of age and race.

Malaysian households were grief-stricken when news confirmed that the frail body found in a gym bag was of Nurin Jazlin's. We had followed the story of her disappearance from day one and had often offered prayers for her safety. It was all we could offer, and I guess that did not suffice. There must have been something more that we could have done, to avoid this wretched ordeal. There should be a way, there must be a way to make this world a better and safer place to live and play in for the kids. I couldn't help but discuss with my better half of how the society has gone cold and indifferent towards each other. Times have changed so much and we seemed to care less about other people except ourselves. We have become very individualistic, selfish people, in contrast of the times when I used to grow up back in the early eighties. Neighbours not only knew each other but treated each other's children like their own. I remembered when I had a severe asthma attack and my mum was still at work, all the aunties and makciks nearby came to my aid. Massaged me, made warm drinks for me, waited with me till my parents reached home. We never treated them like neighbours, but more like relatives. It's still the same in Pekan Razaki, my hometown, a scenario that is difficult to emulate here in KL.

It's not too late people to be more caring towards each other, more responsible of our own neighbourhood and surroundings. If we look out for one another and be in touch with the needs of our society, we could if not totally prevent, lessen the crime rates at our residential areas. If we ever need to change the state of our neighbourhood, now is the time!

My family and I would like to express our deepest condolences to Nurin's family and pray that they be strong and patient in hurdling these tough times. Nurin has been put to rest and it's comforting to know that she is in a happier place now. Insyallah, she will wait for her parents and siblings at the door of Jannah, happy to be reunited with her loved ones again. Al Fatihah.

Hush, Little Nurin cry no more...

Thursday, September 20, 2007


I'm not exaggerating when I say Malays on the whole consume the most soya bean drink in Ramadhan than the rest of the other months of the year combined. I for one love soya and needless to say the same goes with the kids. If I were to buy the soya drink from the nearby pasar ramadhan we would spend at least 4 ringgit worth of soya to last us till sahur. Calculatedly, we would spend around RM120 per month just for the drink alone. And for a mother who doesn't receive a pay cheque at the end of the month, the above figure looks very destructive to the overall expenditure. Therefore, we had to choose one of these two resolutions 1. Reduce the soya drink intake to twice a week *nay, said the kids* or 2. Make our own homemade soya. Indubitably, we chose the latter.

Homemade Soya Bean Drink
Source: Mak saya

100gm of soya soaked overnight.

Blend the soaked beans with 2 glasses of water. Sieve the blended soya with clean nappylike textured cloth to extract the juice. Empty a bottle of 1.5 litre water into a medium sized pot together with the extracted soya bean juice. Boil. Add a desirable amount of sugar( I put 3/4 cup of sugar) and a knot of pandan leaves(optional)(I didn't put in mine)
Leave to cool.
Cost breakdown: A packet of 500gm of Soya =RM2.00

Only used 100gm = RM0.40
A bottle of 1.5 litre water = RM1.00
Sugar = RM0.20
Total amount of 2 jugs of soya = RM1.60
The smiles on your kids faces = Priceless

Note: Do not dispose of the soya bean dregs. Keep it for the upcoming recipe.

99 Beautiful Names

A beautiful rendition of the 99 names by Hisham Abbas

Abu Hurayrah narrates: There are ninety-nine names of Allah, whoever commits them to memory would go to Paradise.

99 Beautiful Names Of Allah

As Alukaya ManhuAllahullazhi Lailahaillahua
Ar Rahmanu, Raheemul, Malikul, Quddoos
Salaamul, Mu'minul, Muhayminul, 'Azeezul
Jabbar, Al Mutakabbirul, Khaliqul
Bariul, Musawwirul, Gaffarul, Qahharul
Wahhabur, Razzaqul, Fattahul 'Aleem,
Al Qabidul, Baasitul, Khafidul, Ra'fiul, Mu'izzul,
Mudhillu, Samee'ul, Baseerul, Hakamul, A'dl,
Al Lateeful, Khabeer,
Al Haleemul,'Azeem, Al Ghaffurul, Shakoorul,
Al 'Aliyyul, Kabeerul, Hafeezul, Mughithul,
Haseebul, Jaleelul, Kareemul, Raqeebul,
Mujeebul, Wasi'ul, Hakimul, Wadudul, Majidul,
Baaithul, Shaheed, Al Haqqul,
Wakeel, Al Qawiyul, Mateen, Al Waliyul,
Hameed, Al Muhsil, Mubdil ul, Mu'idul, Muhyil,
Mumitul, Hayyul, Qayoom, Al Wajidul, Majidul,
Wahidul, Samadul, Qadirul, Muqtadirul, Muqaddimul,
Mu'akhirrul, Awwalul, Akhir, Az Zahirul, Batinul,
Wali Al Muta'ali, Barru, Tawwabul, Muntaqimul,
'Afuwwur, Ra'uf, Malik-ul-Mulki, Dhul Jalali Wal Ikram,
Al Muqsitul, Jami'ul, Ghaniyyul, Mughnil, Mani ul,
Darrun, Nafi'ul, Nur, Al Hadi, Badi ul, Baqi,
Al Warithur, Rashidu, Saburullazhi Laisaka Mithli Syaiun wahuwa sami'ul Basir.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

In A Switch

The moment my other half saw this picture, the first thing that came out from his mouth was "...Exactly!"

What say you?

Al Murtabak

Al Mubarak to my children is favourably the time to request their favourite food to be made or if I can't make them, to be bought. Some of the most requested food they tirelessly ask for are Roti Bomb and Murtabak. It's much easier to ask the father to buy those at the pasar ramadhan, have them packed, brought home and served! Children happy, father happier, and mum happiest! But of course, having children who are allergic to so many things, consuming too much of the greasy roti bom and minyak sapi laden murtabak has taken a toll on their health. I learnt the difficult way last year when they consecutively ate roti bom and murtabak 3 days in a row. On the fourth day, my daughter was down with a bad sore throat plus high fever due to the infection from her sore throat. Well, this year they both have been asking for roti bom and murtabak ever since day one, and I have always been able to weasel my way out. But yesterday, they tinggalkan pesan kat their father to buy roti bom and some murtabaks on his way back from work and when I heard that I went straight to my computer to google for some homemade murtabak recipe ( the same dough can be turned into roti bom as well )and found one at cek de sam's fotopage. Thanks Cekde

MURTABAK DAGING/AYAM- resepi dr soaljawab masakan Alaf21

Bahan untuk kulit murtabak:

600 gm tepung gandum
1 camt garam
1 camt gula halus
2 biji telur - dipukul
125 ml susu segar
125-130 ml air
3-4 camb minyak ( I used canola oil)
3-4 camb minyak sapi ( I used sunflower table margarine)
minyak sapi untuk menggoreng ( I used canola oil)

Cara membuat kulit murtabak:

Gaulkan tiga bahan pertama.
Masukkan telur, susu dan air sedikit demi sedikit hingga adunan menjadi doh.
Uli selama 10 min hingga licin dan lembut.
Jika terlalu keras, basahkan tangan dengan air kemudian uli lagi.
Bahagikan 7 atau 8 bebola.
Letak dalam mangkuk.
Lumur dengan minyak dan minyak sapi.
Tutup dengan tuala lembab.
Biar 6-8 jam (semalaman)

Bahan untuk inti murtabak:

2 camb minyak
2 labu bawang besar - dicincang halus
2 ulas bawang putih - ditumbuk halus
400 gm daging/ayam - dicincang halus
1-2 camb rempah kari
1-2 camb sos tomato
1-2 tangkai cili hijau - dipotong kecil
air secukupnya
serbuk lada hitam
garam secukup rasa
5-6 biji telur - dipukul

Cara membuat inti murtabak:

Tumis bawang besar dan bawang putih hingga wangi.
Masukkan daging dan rempah, kacau hingga separuh masak.
Bubuh sos tomato, cili hijau dan sedikit air.
Masak dan kacau hingga daging empuk.
Tambah serbuk lada hitam dan garam.
Angkat dan biar sejuk.
Ambil sedikit lauk, gaulkan dengan sedikit telur anggaran lembab.
Seelok-eloknya, campur untuk sukatan satu murtabak saja pada satu masa.

Cara membuat murtabak daging/ayam:

Ambil satu doh yang telah diuli tadi.
Nipiskan doh tersebut dan letakkan di atas kuali leper (pastikan tidak terkoyak).
Sudukan inti dan lipat 4 untuk membungkus inti tadi.
Bila bahagian bawahnya keperangan, baru direnjiskan minyak sapi kemudian terbalikkan.
Pastikan api perlahan agar ia masak elok.

I didn't finish the dough by making only murtabaks, but used half of the dough to make roti bom as well.

My kids were super excited when they found out that I was attempting their favourite and was even more animated when they were allowed to participate. Here are some pics of them getting their hands oily * the rest of the furniture too*, and trying to spread the dough as thinly as possible. The verdict? They loved it! They wiped out the plates clean! All three roti bom and two murtabak gone in one berbuka sitting. The outcome wasn't as greasy and as soft like the authentic pasar malam ones but they were as good.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

As Promised

A cousin of mine frequently asks for this cake, which she claimed to be her favourite amongst all the cakes that I have had the opportunity to bake for her and family. It's sinfully moist, juicy with very pronounced butter flavour. A treat to all treats out there, well for those who love the fruity type of cake that is. This is a family recipe originally baked by our Opah Chik before it was passed down to our Auntie Chik Nor and now to me. I am privileged to inherit this recipe and equally thrilled to share with all of my visitors. So Adik, here's the recipe for your keeps and now you can bake it anytime you fancy.

Pineapple Upside Down Cake

2 cups butter
2 cups flour
half teaspoon salt
2 teaspoon baking powder
1 1/2 cup sugar
3 Tablespoon pineapple juice
5 eggs
8 whole pieces of canned pineapples
8 red or green cherries
quarter cup brown sugar to coat pan

1. Beat butter and sugar till fluffy
2. Pour in eggs one at a time
3. Scoop in the flour bit by bit
4. In the juice

In a 9 inch pan, grease the bottom and the sides with butter and sprinkle the quarter cup of brown sugar all over the base. After that is done place the pineapples with the cherries in the middle. Bake at 150 Celsius for 45 minute or till skewer comes out clean.

On the first day of puasa, I surprised my husband with his favourite Red Bean Pau* chicken pau for the rest of us* And as promised here is the recipe.


500gm of Pau Flour
95gm Castor sugar
7gm yeast
50gm shortening

1. Dissolve sugar in a cup of warm water
2. Mix all the dry ingredients in another bowl
3. Pour in sugar water in the dry ingredients slowly and mix to form a dough
4. Add shortening and knead till its pliable and smooth.
4. Cover with damp cloth till it doubles its size
5. Knead again and divide to a portion of 50gm each
6. Roll into balls before flattening them
7. Scoop in your preferred fillings eg. red bean or kaya and seal
8. Cut grease paper into squares and place under each ball
9. Allow it to stand for another 15 minutes
10.Place in a hot steamer making sure the balls have ample space in between.
11.Steam for 10 minutes

Serve hot.

Friday, September 14, 2007

The Second Day

I have learnt why some have resorted to buying food outside or at the pasar Ramadhan. It's not the workload, it's not the heat of the stove, neither it's the mountain of dishes you end up with, nor the mess the children make after. More accurately it's the rummaging for ideas on what to eat and what dish goes best with what.Yesterday's success compelled me to attempt yet again another day of home cooked dishes from the kuehs to all the lauks. Made currypuffs and redbean balls (ada lagi red bean from semalam) and pastry srtrips for the kids. The dishes were my style of Ayam Percik, cabbage, carrots and so oon mix vege, tauhu bakar with sengkuang and peanut sauce and of course papedum. I hope I am still as enthusiatic tomorrow and able to whip up something different. Or, as tempting as it is, there's always that pasar ramadhan, 10 minutes drive away. We'll see.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

On the First Day of Puasa

I was berkobar-kobar today on the first day of puasa, unlike the past years. I had planned the first day of breaking fast to be an all home cooked affair. I managed to dissuade my husband from going to the pasar ramadhan and knocking himself silly with the endless galore of all his favourite kuehs. I specifically instructed him to just come back home to berbuka with whatever I have prepared. And knowing my husband, that instruction wasn't an easy one, trust me. He would normally sweep the whole pasar ramadhan single-handedly without breaking a sweat when it comes to buying kuehs. But today, he came back empty handed, knackered but pleased when he saw his favourite kueh on the table. Yes I made his Red Bean Pau!(will post the recipe later) Yey! I was so proud of myself when he had only compliments for the red bean pau *mestila kan, sapa lagi nak puji*. It makes all the slaving in the kitchen worthwhile. I also managed to prepare 4 dishes, spinach, sambal tempe, labu masak lemak and papedum. I have no idea what to cook tomorrow, maybe I would let my husband knock himself out at the pasar ramadhan and make him a happy little boy!

Jamuan Sempena Ramadhan

There was a lot to be thankful for, this coming Ramadhan and this was what the people at IKAL UNITEN had in mind when they organized the makan2. It was an informal occasion of greeting the newbies at IKAL and it also served as a kenduri kesyukuran in ushering the most awaited month of Ramadhan. To Ikal, heartfelt thanks for ordering my cakes and hopefully the bond between the colleagues at IKAL strengthens in many years to come.

Some Pics of the Ramadhan Cakes

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Welcoming Ramadhan Al Mubarak

Special Chocolate fudge peppermint cupcakes for this Holy Month.

It's that time of the year again,
the month which all awaits,
the ninth month of the Islamic calender,
the month composed in the purest of state.

Ramadhan's air always seems different,
The trees sway with calm,
Faces are friendlier with statements,
"...Ramadhan we greet you with open arms."

Families reunite in this Holy month,
Friendships rekindled far and near,
People come together in the spirit of Ramadhan,
Gratified, Al Mubarak is finally here.

This is a time to stop and contemplate,
to look inside what's in your heart,
Islam teaches us to be moderate,
If you haven't, it's not too late to start.

Here's wishing you a month of infinite amal ibadat from sunrise to sunset. Selamat Berpuasa everyone.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Cakes of The Week

I have to admit, my liaison with butter cream isn't something that I truly take pride in. It's an intriguing, one sided love affair, often caught entangled due to my inexperience and incompetent hands. It's a relationship I have yet to give up on but one that I will always strive to excel in. It's an enduring task, so " patient with my flaws, I'm not that very fast."

Thursday, September 6, 2007


If only I could just "chill" like this hamster, find a cozy spot, lay back, nap, wake up and nap again, munch, roll over and play possum and maybe munch again, in my nap...perfect contentment. But then again, bak kata Spice Girls
Too Much of Something is bad enough,
But something's coming over me to make me wonder,
Too Much of nothing is just as tough,
I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied

Whatever it is, I surely do envy that hamster and for some reasons I bet he is mutually envious of me.

Cake of The Day

Mr. Bean Cake

I'm off to do another Mr. Bean, will write soon.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Going Bananas In Pyjamas

Two kids with time on their hands, trying to be in their pyjamas as long as they possibly could, whilst having fun and laughing themselves silly.

If only I was 9 again...
and my sis would be 5...
and we would normally wait for the rotiman...
and take a few forbidden chikedees...
and make him record it in the 555 book...
hoping he would lose the book...
and our purchases of all the junk food...
would eventually be forgotten...
till one day the Rotiman called "Mak"

Saturday, September 1, 2007


I was at Tesco the other day to shop for some groceries and saw this weight machine, you know the one that also measures your height and say it out loud, "...anda gemuk, anda slim, anda kurus" something that. I decided to weigh myself after feeling guilty of icecream and rootbeer diet regime I adopted these past few days and to my dismay the result was appalling! I wasn't surprised to see the increased kilos but I was more astonished to learn that I have dropped a few centimetres as well! It was probably the faulty machine I thought and didn't let that incident bother me too much. After the 45 minute shopping sprint I walked to the Bata Shop to try on some shoes. I badly needed a new pair of decent looking shoes or sandals or whatever to go to all these bertunang and wedding receptions. I am a size four, has always been one but that day I couldn't fit into any of the size four shoes. They apparently appeared to be too big. The shop assistant was looking tired of kept going to the back to find a pair, any pair that fit me. In the end he shyly suggested if I would mind trying the big Kids' shoes, of pink shades with glitters and all, the type that my daughter and my niece Shahira would be pleased to match with their Barbie handbag. I was almost in tears.

I still had weddings and some bertunang ceremonies to attend and being someone who seldom wears baju kurung, it was that time other than Raya to ransack my old wardrobe for some bajus. Took out a few pairs and began trying and again to my horror, they came out to be too big. The sleeves were longer than I remembered, the kain was labuh, the shoulders didnt fall perfectly, everything looked as if I was wearing a blanket on. I am shrinking! I am shrinking! I am almost the same size as my daughter now, and she is growing fast. What should I do? My husband suggested that I do some "hanging" exercises, but wouldn't that make my hands and not the rest of my body longer, nanti jadi macam chipanzee pulak. If you have any ideas on how to restore my height, do share. Till then, if you don't see me anymore here, don't panic, coz I am on a looooong break, self searching... for the rest of me.

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