End of summer

Summer holiday coming to an end, I met few friends at the airport. This is the proud moment to see their son and daughter went abroad for their tertiary education. Amat, Danial, Yusof , Atika and others are going back to their college in UK. Some study in London, Hull, Lancaster, Southampton and Kent.
Asiah (my niece) and Azman are newly married young couple. They are both 22 years old. Their moms wanted them to tie the knot before they go abroad. Azman got a place to study in Sheffield university. As neither their parents nor they themselves have had any experience studying and living overseas, Asiah a bit worried. She asked me..."Kat sana (Sheffield) ramai Melayu tak?...ada belacan, rempah ratus tak?”…ini zaman bila punya soalan! I said. Anyway, I understand her feeling as I remember my own experience going abroad back in 80’s. I remember I asked my husband the same question. he said.."semua ada….. , cuma mak bapak saja takada kat sana”
To my niece I answered…."kalau nak cari Melayu saja kat sana, tak payah lah belajar sana duduk saja di Malaysia!”
Asiah remember I told her once about my whole experience living oversea. Being the only Malay living in a remote English village and as a post graduate student's wife, it was not easy. Everyday I was left alone with my baby as my husband had to go to college. It was only two years later, I met one or two Malays in town. And few came study at the same college...the rest was history..." Nape dengan Melayu di sana aunty?"...Like I said...It was not an easy plain sailing...but it was worth travelled..

Stopping and Starting

If you always stopping and starting, you don't go very far...server down..oh why...

Love is in the air...

I am at the moment of elation today..After five missing years, JJ emailed me...Suddenly JJ has pang for love?...In my sorrow and longing years, I held back in pain...If only I hadn't worn my heart on my sleeve for him....I don't blame you my dear...I worn it too hastily...and I bear no ills towards you...I was vulnerable..I was searching for the love I thought I never going to have...And now I can't lie, can I?...the thought of you remain...and I still love you...looking forward ...eeemm....the wintry shower...the sweet smell of honeysuckle in spring...wait for me...

Magic of Ramadhan

Out of sudden...I felt this abundance of energy, (though less creative) yesterday. This is the magic of Ramadhan month. Other than devotion to Allah, there is salvation from impoverishment in one's mind development...I say this because of many things (I detest...Astagharfirullah..)I encounter within this half of Ramadhan month..Just to name a few...never mind...I'll make a long good list after this Holy month...

Last Saturday I spend time from berbuka puasa till sahur with my anak and anak-anak buah at Ramona newly bought condo at Villawangsamas. I am proud of her. Hard work pays. Her sweats and her tears. That's what it take for her to get here! Now she became Rena and Bad's inpiration as they too must ' jabit' like this. Moi aussi...

Also...the nite at the pool was suddenly solemn and still. It was full moon! Shah and Gee joined them. All of us sat still facing the moon lite with a drop of a zero point of seven floral energy (of seven colors) in their palms. We praise Allah the Almighty. The air suddenly chill. These children of mine as if drifting through the air...their wide and innocent eyes dissolved in the strong moon lite and twikling stars...Whispering my doa and endearments in the nite breeze for these beloved children of mine...May Allah bless you, Rena, Shah, Mona, Gee and Bad...

seeing sound, hearing colors!

Literaly means-melihat bunyi, mendengar warna!....'colors is not in the rose but in ourselves'...

The first lecture was held at Pusat Seni Islam Shah Alam
Subject :
Second lecture was held at Color Vibration Therapy HQ, Shah Alam.
Subject : Mukjizat Irama Muzik Visual - berciri khas malah tersendiri sebagai kuasa penyembuh dalam rahsia warna dan bunyi yang berkalimah.
Lecturer : Prof. Dr. Norhisham Wahab
Guest Speaker : Saudara Faizal or famously known as Pachai
www.pacheye.com

My obligation

I visited Kate. It's been quite a while. I saw that water color painting is still on the wall in her living room. I have forgoten about that piece. But I'm proud. It was 2001, Kate gave me this job and showed me this picture.."kau lukis gambar ni...ni gambar rumah kampung famili aku di Mukah..bila siap aku bayar!" ..."ok..but no date-line ar!.." "ok"...no date-line means no pressure...just over a week....siap!...

Can you paint another one?..when?Now?...I wish I could...no,take your time..still, I'l let you now.Tq.

Aside from being a self-taught artist, I am a mother, god-mother to many, and a freelance entertainer. I would say being able to find my 'creative time' it's the most difficult . Lately I have a lot of responsibilities both at home and outside (outstations). Since 'arts' is not a necessity but a pleasure to most people, it's quite a challenging for an artist to be in the business. With the compassionate heart I have for people and appreciation for all things creative, I retain my obligation.