My first ever flight..

Do you remember the first time you fly..I mean taking a flight..

Well mine was like twenty years ago, when I was with my first real job after uni. During my years in uni far up north, I never had the chance to take a flight, could not afford the cost at that time. I used to take the train and mind you I had to take the non-airconditioned coach. Imagine travelling almost 12 hours from the southern end of the Peninsular to the most northern part of the Peninsular..by the time I reached The Pearl Island, my face was already full of dust. Hmmm..those were the days, those things that made me who I am today.

Back to my first flight..my first ever destination was to Kota Bharu, Kelantan and my assignment was to stay for one month, to start off the organization of our new team there. I had to go there alone, and to check in a hotel all by myself, and the next day I had to go to the new office, to introduce myself and to start the ball rolling. Wow that was quite a deal for someone so new and fresh..

I didnt even know how to get myself into the plane, but I have heard people mentioning the word check-in, so that should be okay I guess. The first thing I did was to make sure I arrived at the airport early. Then I looked around and searched for signages. Next I was already checking-in, I was the first one to do so for the flight..a little funny I guess. Then I walked slowly and looked for my departure lounge. Everything went well. The key word is, when you dont know and are not sure of anything, do it systematically, follow the instruction and procedure, and you are going to be fine.

Sikap Terpuji Di dalam Kapal Terbang

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Happiness is only REAL when SHARED
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reminder to self..

AL-BAQARAH
Section 22 : Retaliation and Bequests
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177 : It is not righteousness that ye turn your faces towards East or West; but it is righteousness - to believe in God and the Last Day, and the Angels, and the Book, and the Messengers, to spend of your Substance, out of love for Him, for your kin, for orphans, for the needy, for the wayfarer, for those who ask, and for the ransom of slaves; to be steadfast in prayer, and practice regular charity; to fulfil the contracts which ye have made; and to be firm and patient, in pain (or suffering) and adversity, and throughout all periods of panic. Such are the people of truth, the God-fearing.
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AL-BAQARAH
Pokok-pokok Kebajikan
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177 : Bukanlah menghadapkan wajahmu ke arah timur dan barat itu suatu kebajikan, akan tetapi sesungguhnya kebajikan itu ialah

beriman kepada Allah, hari kemudian, malaikat-malaikat, kitab-kitab, nabi-nabi dan

memberikan harta yang dicintainya kepada kerabatnya, anak-anak yatim, orang-orang miskin, musafir (yang memerlukan pertolongan) dan orang-orang yang meminta-minta, dan (memerdekakan) hamba sahaya,

mendirikan shalat,

dan menunaikan zakat,

dan orang-orang yang menepati janjinya apabila ia berjanji,

dan orang-orang yang sabar dalam kesempitan, penderitaan dan dalam peperangan.

Mereka itulah orang-orang yang benar-benar (imannya); dan mereka itulah orang-orang yang bertakwa.

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MJ`s.. Childhood

Childhood - by d one n only Man in The Mirror, d greatest, most misunderstood, loveable person, d Genius..Michael 'Mikaeel' Jackson..

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for the world that I come from
'Cause I've been looking around
In the lost and found of my heart...
No one understands me
They view it as such strange eccentricities...
'Cause I keep kidding around
Like a child, but pardon me...

People say I'm not okay
'Cause I love such elementary things...
It's been my fate to compensate,
for the Childhood
I've never known...

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates in adventurous dreams,
Of conquest and kings on the throne...

Before you judge me, try hard to love me,
Look within your heart then ask,
Have you seen my Childhood?

People say I'm strange that way
'Cause I love such elementary things,
It's been my fate to compensate,
for the Childhood (Childhood) I've never known...

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like fantastical stories to share
But the dreams I would dare, watch me fly...

Before you judge me, try hard to love me.
The painful youth I've had

Have you seen my Childhood....

Poppy in memory..

Poppy is one of those who have touched my heart so much..who made me do things I myself never thought I`d do.

He was once a stray kitten who used to play around in front of the lifts to my mama`s apartment. My mama, my brother and me used to feed him with catfood and milk. So whenever we came back, Poppy would just popped in infront of us from nowhere, hence the name poppy. Then my mama said, every morning he would wait for mama in front of the condominium`s lift on ground floor for hours, until she came out to go to the shop or the supermarket. That was when we took him in, and Poppy became family.

One day, Poppy didnt come back from his evening walk. The next day my mama was on her way out, when she saw Poppy under the stairs, trying to meow and move but couldnt. My mama immediately called me, and I asked her to take Poppy back to the house. He was badly injured on his back legs and back part. His body was shaking and he couldnt move. Later we found out that he was hit by a car and the driver just took a peep and drove up. One lady picked him up and put him under the stairs. We then brought Poppy to a vet, and immediately the doc said, "Oh he`s gonna be paralysed." Poppy was pumped, a lot of liquid and blood came out of his tummy and he was given some injection and medication and we brought him back still sleeping.A few hours later Poppy regained consciousness. He was paralysed and we were asked to buy some medication from the pharmacy for his nerves..to try to get him to be able to walk again. It was a 50-50 chance, the doctor said. So for the next 6 months, we cared for Poppy, fed him, nursed him, cleaned him, played with him and pampered him a lot.

We gave our best to Poppy. And when the weather became hotter and the temperature rose up and up, Poppy became weaker and weaker and refused to fight for his survival. He turned his face away from us, refused to look us in the eye, refused to eat and drink. We forced him to drink by injecting water, right to the last minute, but he refused to accept. Then he looked at me right in the eyes as if saying, "Let me go." So I told everybody, "Ok let him go." My brother couldnt bear to see Poppy leaves, so he went out. Me and my mama, we waited beside him. I stroked him and saw he coughed three times and then he was gone. My Poppy is dead. He was loved to the very end and I was contented.