tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post4872445264043102373..comments2024-01-27T19:41:05.143+08:00Comments on Nuraina A Samad's 3540 Jalan Sudin: Tuesdays With BapakNURAINA A SAMADhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-7129326889950146332007-10-26T14:50:00.000+08:002007-10-26T14:50:00.000+08:00SMQpVU Your blog is great. Articles is interesting...SMQpVU Your blog is great. Articles is interesting!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-86201710007577309932007-10-20T15:06:00.000+08:002007-10-20T15:06:00.000+08:00Yes, the mind is willing but not the body, and tha...Yes, the mind is willing but not the body, and that is one sure sign that one "is getting there". I'm ok now after a couple of days rest... you take care too. Salam to your family. Sebak baca cerita cousin the Voice... al fatihah to one gutsy lady...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-1537637916186586152007-10-20T13:15:00.000+08:002007-10-20T13:15:00.000+08:00Happy 15th Birthday to your daughter. Don't worry,...Happy 15th Birthday to your daughter. Don't worry, daughters will always be around for their mothers!<BR/>"Yesterday once more, once more"? No harm in reminiscising about the past since it gives pleasure to us readers as well.BaitiBadarudinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06255773362994807469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-77675026405290014522007-10-19T19:39:00.000+08:002007-10-19T19:39:00.000+08:00A very touching post...Thanks for sharing the expe...A very touching post...<BR/><BR/>Thanks for sharing the experiences and feelings...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-70458788247482648032007-10-19T05:56:00.000+08:002007-10-19T05:56:00.000+08:00mob: how right you are...thanks for visiting. mewe...mob: how right you are...<BR/>thanks for visiting. mewe rebus next tuesday! same place same time...<BR/><BR/>Hi$Lo: phew! am i glad i am ot alone.<BR/>thanks H&L...<BR/><BR/>mariani: beraya di kampung is something i have never experienced. with more and more people migrating to urban areas and towns, what hope is there for my grandkids to savour kampung life?<BR/>seronok nya baca cerita mariani.<BR/>do come over, mariani...<BR/>selamat hari raya and take care.<BR/><BR/>dalilah (raden galoh): memang ya tu. with every passing year, we feel a sense of loss as, one by one, they leave us.<BR/>but then we look at our kids... that's life and the living..<BR/>salam aidlifitri, dalilah. see you tuesday for mee rebus.<BR/><BR/>mat salo: hai mat. dah tua ni Kak ena pun tak tahu lah... asyik teringat kisah lama dan zaman silam.<BR/>and yes...I am so dying to see that incriminating photo of you!<BR/><BR/>dhahran: how are you? i hope by now the muscles are no longer aching.<BR/>i know exactly how that feel.<BR/>take care... and as you know...the spirit is always willing, yang buat pasal is the body...those ageing muscles. <BR/><BR/>zainul: you know something? i remember that day you, noorzita and manja (was it manja?) came over during lunch, i ahd tot tell you to buy your own lunh beause the lunh atnhome was for orang dalam pantang and you all didnt really fancy that.<BR/>how time flies. and then you now have zulaikha. clever little girl pulak tu.<BR/>hahaha....i can;t wait for stories of her adolescence. habis lah you.<BR/>and i know you'd be putty in her hand...<BR/>selamat hari raya....NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-85827813850621464182007-10-19T03:14:00.000+08:002007-10-19T03:14:00.000+08:00Hey NurainaHow time flies. I remember visiting you...Hey Nuraina<BR/><BR/>How time flies. I remember visiting you at home after you gave birth to your son. it seems like a few years ago, but apparently it has been 17 years. <BR/><BR/>I remember your daughter coming to the office when she was a toddler!<BR/><BR/>Now I look at my daughter and dread the day when she would be leaving home for college, etc.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, tell Shaira Happy Birthday. Now that Austin Chase is closed, it is unlikely that I would bump into you, and your kids, on the weekends. <BR/><BR/>selamat hari raya, maaf zahir batin. hope to see pak samad nanti.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-81537087050998384202007-10-19T00:55:00.000+08:002007-10-19T00:55:00.000+08:00Salam Nuraina & Eid Mubarak one more time. As alwa...Salam Nuraina & Eid Mubarak one more time. As always, I couldn't wait to read your TWP... and this time around, I do share your views on things with regards to Raya... its not the same as when we were young... and its even different when we were 30+ and 40+ and...++. In fact my family & I drove 1,300 km from Dhahran to Makkah for the umrah on 2nd day raya... thought of going to visit Madinah after that... alas, my body cannot take it anymore... kalau kat Malaysia my wife or eldest daughter could become co-driver, here in Saudi only man can drive, and the only man who can drive dah tak larat... so we came back after umrah without going to Madinah... sampai rumah ko after 14 hours of driving... you are right... we are no longer young and its good to know that, somehow?<BR/>Salam to Pak Samad.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-8343540021832065832007-10-18T16:26:00.000+08:002007-10-18T16:26:00.000+08:00Wax nostalgia Kak Ena? I think you hit on the nail...Wax nostalgia Kak Ena? I think you hit on the nail with us forty or fifty (yikes!) somethings that time indeed accelerates much faster as you get older. And why do the Karen Carpenter's angelic voice singing "Yesterday Once More" keep echoing in my head as I read your posts? I've never met Shaira nor Adel but I can imagine my 18 month-old Alesha is going to be but a distant memory when I can lift her with one hand... But on the hand, she'll be fifteen when I turn sixty. But in the meantime I will savor every moment...<BR/><BR/>I say, I missed Abang Med's "solo concert". Would love to join you next time around. Hmmm, betul ke Kamal ada all those incriminating photos of my bachelor days? I'm gonna get in touch real soon, take care...Mat Salohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13660319094415586065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-24134183708966977152007-10-18T15:14:00.000+08:002007-10-18T15:14:00.000+08:00Salam Eidul Fitri my dearest Sisters KakEna and Ka...Salam Eidul Fitri my dearest Sisters KakEna and KakTon (ni psl takde contact no KakTon la ni kena tumpang lalu kat sini...ampunnn Kak!)<BR/><BR/>Meriah is indeed the right and correct word that is missing in the Raya celebration as we grow older...apatah lagi when it coincides with the lost of our beloved ones....Serupa juga di Syawal ini Arwah Mak Mahyar dah 90 hari meninggalkan kami...teringat masakan dia, betapa busynye dia menyiapkan juadah untuk anak-anak dan sedara mara...then this year nobody wants to go back home...so the house was empty as empty a our feelings....<BR/><BR/>Maaf Zahir batin to both my sweetest sisters! and to Shaira...Sweet 15 dear Happy Birthday!Raden Galohhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13504930116365592366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-50122075536239267162007-10-18T14:23:00.000+08:002007-10-18T14:23:00.000+08:00Kaik Aina,Selamat Hari Raya and a belated birthday...Kaik Aina,<BR/><BR/>Selamat Hari Raya and a belated birthday wish to Shaira (My eldest son is about one and a half month older than Shaira).<BR/><BR/>I still remember visiting my mom's grave on the 1st raya after she died. I just got married and my mom-in-law followed us back to my hometown. I had to wear my sunglasses just not to let my m-i-l sees me crying at the grave. Until today, I still miss my mom especially during raya.<BR/><BR/>I hardly spent raya in my hometown when my mom was alive. We spent our raya in KL where she would be cooking for her 'adik2 angkat' their favourite dishes. Macam kenduri. Only after her sudden death while she was visiting our kampung, we started to celebrate our hari raya at my granny's place since my late dad would go back there. When my dad died, we brought back his body there to be buried next to my mom. So since then, hari raya will always be spent up north, not in KL any more. Orang kata, boleh "mati kutu" kalau raya kat KL agaknya. I have tried once and almost swear not to celebrate raya in KL any more.<BR/><BR/>All my three children love to celebrate raya in my kampung where they can really celebrate raya with a real "kampung" feel. <BR/><BR/>Where did Kak Eda's children celebrate their Raya? I wonder how they felt. Sedangkan I yang dah tua ni pun still missing my mom who died almost twenty years ago, ini kan pulak they all yang masih kecil tu.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, I hope to be able to visit your bapak very soon for hari raya. Kinda miss him too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-24016619461225904202007-10-18T05:44:00.000+08:002007-10-18T05:44:00.000+08:00Forgot to say the quotation (in caps) is from Rumi...Forgot to say the quotation (in caps) is from Rumi. I think he was referring to the human quest for love of Allah but I'd like to think it applies to other loves as well.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-9855966539637419182007-10-17T23:00:00.000+08:002007-10-17T23:00:00.000+08:00Nuraina,Don't worry. Melancholia is part of joy. F...Nuraina,<BR/><BR/>Don't worry. Melancholia is part of joy. From time to time, we have to go thru the valley to reach the mountaintop. If we deny this, we are denying life.Hi&Lohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518147608789804432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-17533627422667013402007-10-17T22:12:00.000+08:002007-10-17T22:12:00.000+08:00Your children will be your best legacy and that's ...Your children will be your best legacy and that's part of you which will continue on just like you did for Bapak. As an old man he will struggle on for the rest of his days just like my dad but look at what Bapak and your mom had achieved: a long line of family history and grand children that will take part of you to a brave new world. <BR/>Selamat Hari Raya and Happy Birthday to mama's girl, Shaira.mob1900https://www.blogger.com/profile/02346658764918099629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-8480148953172843432007-10-17T17:33:00.000+08:002007-10-17T17:33:00.000+08:00kerp: let's hope the next ramadhan will be real da...kerp: let's hope the next ramadhan will be real dahsyat, eh?<BR/>take care..<BR/><BR/>zakhir: well... johor is mee rebus country.<BR/>i've had some great mee rebus there.<BR/><BR/><BR/>aMiR: Shaira says "thank you" for the birthday wish.<BR/><BR/>shaira is very different from her abang adel.<BR/>right now, if you ask her, i think she has no idea what she wants to be.<BR/>a year ago she wanted to be an interior designer and then, a chef. <BR/>now....(i think the PMR must have muddled her brain a bit....)<BR/><BR/>thank you for visiting.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-2302556054409178222007-10-17T17:27:00.000+08:002007-10-17T17:27:00.000+08:00OFF,salam aidilfitri to you and your family.it mus...OFF,<BR/><BR/>salam aidilfitri to you and your family.<BR/><BR/>it must be true...and that can last a very long time so much so a girl tends to measure her boyfriends by her father's standards.<BR/><BR/>i suppose we have to accept the reality that our parents grow old and one day, they'll leave us.<BR/>i grieved for my mother for a very long time, for years.<BR/>she was not supposed to leave us so soon.<BR/>i was not prepared for her departure. <BR/>i had always imagined her to grow really old, like a real nenek and my kids could spend time with her.<BR/>and now, my father....well.. his health is good but sometimes i feel he is slowly slipping away.<BR/>Insyallah...he gets better.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-13289093027000859332007-10-17T13:40:00.000+08:002007-10-17T13:40:00.000+08:00Sis Ena, Shaira bercita cita nak jadi Investment B...Sis Ena, <BR/>Shaira bercita cita nak jadi Investment Banker macam Abang Adel ke, atau nak jadi macam Zeti Aziz? Apa-apa pun, I'm sure she'll reach for the stars and be the best that she can be, and make you so proud of her. Am sure Mummy Dearest will see to it, kan?<BR/>Happy Birthday Shaira.<BR/>aMiR - the only one seems to be working today, he he.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-70001118979560938042007-10-17T11:17:00.000+08:002007-10-17T11:17:00.000+08:00Nuraina,I did a posting on 'Mi Rebus Tuesday'; the...Nuraina,<BR/><BR/>I did a posting on 'Mi Rebus Tuesday'; the Johor Bahru experience.<BR/><BR/>:)<BR/><BR/>http://zakhir.blogspot.com/2007/10/mi-rebus-tuesday.html<BR/><BR/>Yes, <BR/><BR/>Soon, you'd be the 'hottest granma' in Kuala Lumpur West!<BR/><BR/>HehehhehehehehehehehehheheheheheheZakhir's Zoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11229220542834916434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-77554462554845883922007-10-17T10:58:00.000+08:002007-10-17T10:58:00.000+08:00i'm no pious person, far from it. but this raya, i...i'm no pious person, far from it. but this raya, i really felt the sadness to leave ramadhan behind us again especially towards the end of it. <BR/><BR/>ramadhan penghulu segala bulan and not syawal. i guess its true after all.Kerp (Ph.D)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08187993712816646804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-60290668709598522232007-10-17T09:27:00.000+08:002007-10-17T09:27:00.000+08:00I share so much your sentiments about Raya and gro...I share so much your sentiments about Raya and growing older Nuraina!<BR/><BR/>Where indeed have all the years flown? Where indeed have all the young girls (that we once were) gone? <BR/><BR/>Yes - they're now recreated in our children and grandchildren and we thank Allah for this.<BR/><BR/>But to see a parent slowly ebbing into the sunset and horizon is so so painful! But deep inside you know they'll always be there for you!<BR/><BR/>THE MINUTE I HEARD MY FIRST LOVE STORY<BR/>I STARTED LOOKING FOR YOU, NOT KNOWING<BR/>HOW BLIND THAT WAS.<BR/>LOVERS DO NOT FINALLY MEET SOMEWHERE.<BR/>THEY'RE IN EACH OTHER ALL ALONG<BR/> <BR/>And for girls their first real love<BR/>is always their father! Isn't this true Nuraina?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-91239340405050656842007-10-17T00:19:00.000+08:002007-10-17T00:19:00.000+08:00sesat,from shaira: thank you aunty sesat. ya-lah. ...sesat,<BR/><BR/>from shaira: thank you aunty sesat. ya-lah. shaira dah besar, and besar daripada mummy.<BR/><BR/>oh yes. how they grow up before our eyes, without us noticing and without our permission, too! if we had our way we'd not let them grow up until we say they could.<BR/>just like your niece -- one minute she was a little girl. and the next she is a doctor!! imagine that?<BR/><BR/>Rasa dah tua betul-lah, sesat. Happens every Aidilfitri since the past few years.<BR/><BR/>thanks for faithfully visiting TWB and Jalan Sudin, Sesat.<BR/>Hope we'll meet one day.<BR/>Remember when you are ever in these parts, i.e. KL.. do contact me or Kak Ton.<BR/>Take care adn God Bless.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-55753480213223083772007-10-17T00:05:00.000+08:002007-10-17T00:05:00.000+08:00Hatz,AL Fatihah to your recently-departed mother.M...Hatz,<BR/><BR/>AL Fatihah to your recently-departed mother.<BR/><BR/>May she rest in peace and in the blessed company of those loved by Allah SWT. Amin.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-13927357418925676032007-10-17T00:04:00.000+08:002007-10-17T00:04:00.000+08:00Zai: Al Fatihah, Zai for your mum, dad, brother an...Zai: Al Fatihah, Zai for your mum, dad, brother and all those who have goen before us.<BR/><BR/>Hatz,<BR/><BR/>How sad it must be to have lost your beloved mum just recently, But, she left you all on a holy day of a holy month. That is beautiful for her.<BR/>I know how your dad must be feeling now. <BR/>He is lucky to have wonderful, caring and thoughtful children.<BR/>oh...cooking like your mum...dear dear me. that is tough.<BR/>but my hats to you and your siblings for trying. Insyallah, you can perfect it.<BR/><BR/>My sister, Nina now lives with my dad and my stepmum. <BR/>Nina is married with 3 children,<BR/>Alhamdulillah that Nina, our youngest is there with my dad.<BR/>WE visit all visit him often -- we also go over to see our nieces and nephew... <BR/><BR/>Take care of yourself so that you cantake care of your beloved dad.<BR/><BR/>Salam Aidilfitri..<BR/><BR/>Shaira is so touched by your greetings. She says thank you ever so,NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-85379553588520871222007-10-16T23:50:00.000+08:002007-10-16T23:50:00.000+08:00zai,that sense of emptiness is surely felt with th...zai,<BR/><BR/>that sense of emptiness is surely felt with the loss of people we love.<BR/>yes. i know the feeling, rasa rindu, sedih... kadang2, pedih rasa did dlm.<BR/><BR/>i'm sorry for your loss. this is the cycle of life. you have your family, your kids need you and your husband,<BR/>you are to them what your parents were to you.<BR/>all we can do is to take care of our health so we can be strong when we should be for our kids.<BR/><BR/>do take care...<BR/>God Bless...<BR/><BR/>(Shaira says thank you....)NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-12809034570631566492007-10-16T20:20:00.000+08:002007-10-16T20:20:00.000+08:00First and foremost, Happy 15th Birthday Shaira, da...First and foremost, Happy 15th Birthday Shaira, dah besar nih ya.<BR/><BR/>Nuraina, although I don't have children of my own, I think I know how you feel about kids growing up and us growing old. My elder niece flew the coop not that long ago to work as a country doctor in rural Australia. I drove her car and her on the six-hour journey to her new "home" and took the train for my return journey. On the train on the way home, I tried really hard to come to terms with this little girl becoming an adult in the blink of an eye and without my noticing or permission.<BR/><BR/>You have got me feeling melancholy.<BR/><BR/>Selamat Berpuasa Enam.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-36878714737346584432007-10-16T18:38:00.000+08:002007-10-16T18:38:00.000+08:00Salaam Kak EnaI knew the similar feelings of loss ...Salaam Kak Ena<BR/><BR/>I knew the similar feelings of loss and emptiness during this year Eid Fitr and the first time for me to visit her grave after Eid Fitr prayer. All the while I've been controlling my emotion but the 'Takbir' breaks my tears and made me 'lagi shahdu' with her passing. I just buried my Mom on the 12 Ramadan recently. Hari Raya was not the same without her and dad was feeling really lonely. We sibling even try attempting to cook her hari raya dishes to cheer dad up, but failed miserably (it just not the same). Maybe next year I will get the recipe right.<BR/><BR/>Now, dad asking me to stay with him and I think I will after sorting my affairs in KL.<BR/><BR/>Al-Fatihah for my Mom and 'a voice' cousin too. <BR/><BR/>And lastly, A Happy 15th Birthday to Shaira! May all your wishes come true, May Allāh s.w.t. watch over you and your family and may loads of other fun stuff cross your path!(provided with with Mom and Dad approval)<BR/><BR/>JazakAllahkhair!<BR/>Wasallam<BR/>HatzHatzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07827695117086829482noreply@blogger.com