and it never ends...

If this is what it takes, fine. I thanked my daughter again. End of last year I met an old friend Puan FS, who works in Utusan. She was the only old friend that still attached there. The rest of them had retired or left. They were ( some from other publishing company) all the experienced and famous writers. Back in late 70's and early 80's, we were the young and 'perintis' in 'penulisan'. I was the one, the late ...........(He was the sasterawan negara...buat saspen sikit) said "budak yang tidak pergi sekolah tinggi tapi pandai menulis". I did'nt understand him. All I knew was 'penulisan' was my only way to escape from...many things ..Later I was given many columm to write (In Bahasa Malaysia). But..that did not stay for long, as I was the young girl that 'mula gatal nak bercinta, just after one breakup! Got married and followed 'suami' to UK and lived there for the next five years. There goes all those much talked about being the most yang ada potential at that time. ..So, I didn't pursue, not like the rest of them.

FS said, if you still interested to write columm like before, do it now while I'm still around, I can help. So, things were arranged. I passed up a 45 pages of my first journal after 25 years to this 'akhbar' (Under same roof as Utusan). What happened after that is beyond my and one imagination! I'll tell all those heart wrenching stories in another chapter. I'll dedicate these coming stories to those young people that I love. Because you are the future. These are the 'ilmu' that you never get or learned when you were at school, college or even University. Mummy loves you all. Frankensteina, Diyana, thanks. Till then.

My very good friend just call just now after many years...we'll meet up next week Z! love you.

First greeting

Told my daughter about my new activity (If one call this an activity or hobby?) today. She was happy to hear that. She told me long time ago. "Create your own blog! There you can pour all your hearts out. It's not that I can't lend an ear no more, you know I always been a good listener. Who would'nt listen to stories from a 'penglipur lara' like you. I got exposure just from listening to your stories. So ,I'm more prepared for a real exposure in the real world. Now that I'm working and have to spent more time outside, so mummy, I'm very,very happy for you, now that you have youn own columm, called 'Blog'! Don't worry about your grammar and spelling and anything else. You'll get along just fine. Love you!"

In the afternoon, I sms her that scream "I got my first comment!!" seronoknye...no reply from her. Only just now, after she came back from work she told me..."Mummy, I told my friend today about your blog, and she was the one who gave you that...."

Laa! Frankenstina ( betul ke eja?)! malu nya...because she knows you...and her English very good la! Anyway thanks Frakenstina for the greeting. My son's birthday on 28th March...Love you Frankenstina...I love all my daughter's friends who sincere and nice and respect elders.

sepi itu indah

The tittle seems familiar. Litteraly it means silence is beautiful. Who am I kidding here? I only need total silence when I want to 'berkarya' (konon). I've never been a loner but yes..I'm lonely . I'm not a loner because I'm surrounded with my all three big children and many adopted ones. But god knows what's inside me. Today is my son's birthday. He was born on the first day of Ramadhan. Happy birthday baby!

spoken and written

Bismillahirahmanirrahim...This is going to be my first blog. I've been blog readers for years. But could never have my own blog. It's not that I can't write at all, it's just that when I saw every blogger writing with a very good English, I felt less confident with my own written English. My written not as good as my spoken English...but I waited long enough. All those years scribbling and suffering...what the...I'll write what I talk. No point of using above excellent English if readers don't get the message and worst still cracking their head trying to understand most words. Vocabs may be good but not much of the stories there.