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"People
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until they know how much you care."
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Sunday, December 30, 2018
Well, this blog is not up to date with my life. Alhamdulillah, Fanna gave birth to our first child Nur Tanisha on 17 November at 9.14am.
Fatherhood is a blast and a joy for me. Of course, not everything is easy. Lots to learn, and to keep learning. Motherhood is tougher for Fanna but after a hard start she is coping and improving, learning to find the joy in bringing up our cute, beloved Tanisha.
Unfortunately, Tanisha had a high fever on 27th December and was warded at KKH at midnight. Although we were given the initial timeline of getting discharged today, Sunday 31st, should all the test results come out good, we had to extend our stay.
So despite coming out negative for blood, urinary tract and brain (meningitis) infections, doctors say Tanisha still had indications of bacterial infection; they just haven't identified the source. Her fever have not gone away either.
So here I am, tucked in a corner in the Child Emergency waiting area, biding my night away. Only one caregiver could stay with Tanisha. I managed to crash and stay at the bed for 2 nights straight, not so lucky today. So with the help of one can of Redbull, Imma enjoy the airconditioning of the CE and watch some videos off my laptop.. If I can. Still have ard 6 hours or more to go..
I hope Tanisha gets well soon.
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Saturday, November 10, 2018
Mimpi Frust
Ok a bit of context. Today TS ada performance for MWH Welfare Fiesta and I will be joining the performance. First performance in a long while. Suppose to meet up at 11am.. And I just woke up now.. 8.30am..
Soo. In the dream I'm suppose to be competing in a Silat Seni competition. I did well for the qualifying round; on to the finals.
For the finals, I was relaxing and chilling.. I wasnt wearing my samping and tanjak, until it was my turn. Only then I wanna dress up. Yet I took my time.. Samping was straight forward. Insert confident smirk in my dream. The tanjak was giving me problems. Note: this is e samping and tanjak set Cik Suryo & Cik Nurul gave me as a wedding gift, which I will be wearing for the performance irl later.
Next thing I know, they have started the closing ceremony. And for some reason, they shifted my arena elsewhere. Içm finally ready. But where's my weapons? Hmmm.. Nevermind, go jer.. Eh, why the TS team already performing? Oi! I havent performed yet!! The TS team suppose to perform for closing! Now masih my comp!! Grrrrr..
Best part was in the middle of the performance sequence is my set. So I ran in.. Still without my weapons (I couldn't even remember what weapons I was suppose to use). Saw the tekpi on the floor to the front, decide to wing it.
Mind you, we were performing in front of the judges. Khaizuran was one of the jurors. So while I was doing my tekpi jurus albeit sluggishly, I keep hearing making comments about my performance. No good lah. Takde power lah. Boring lah.
So I turn around and said to the judges that they had better not be scoring us now, cos this is the closing ceremony performance and not the competition set. They were stunned and tried to explain that they already started judging.
In anger I left the arena. I made my way to the buffet table (ala Malay void deck wedding) with the rest of the team trailing behind me. Khairul did his best to calm me but I was frustrated. At this point I realised this was a dream and forced myself to wake up... In a frustration over the dream.
My interpretation? My mind knew I had to wake up. I didn't set the alarm, so an angry conclusion to my dream would.. Er.. Alarm me.. Well.. It worked... So emotional.. Hahaha..
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Saturday, October 20, 2018
2018 update
So yes, I still have a blog. A year ago, my wife found this blog. Led to some uncomfortable moments, but I got nothing to hide. As I told her, I was sorry to hurt her, but this blog chronicles my history, my growth, my past. It is actually amusing to read my thoughts from years past. So, even though I have no need to post as often as before, I still own a blog. My own space in the internet.
How's life? I'm blessed to be married to Fanna. Truly grateful. Can't wait for November. Another big life changer. Another big responsibility. With her by my side, I am eager to face the future.
Despite the regular running and training at work, I am still 100kg or thereabouts. Not that I didn't try. Oh well. Something I have to take more seriously.
Masya Allah. What a year in SP Silat. New tender system, I'm on a yearly contract. I lost Iswandi as my coaching partner. Got a new one in Cik Azmi. SP had our best performance in TSC (under my charge) yet, with 5 golds, 2 silvers and 5 bronzes. It definitely helped having 3 national team athletes in the team. Plus nearly everyone in Team A had prior background. I would only genuinely claim the Ganda Putra Gold as my effort. Even then, the boys already had the talent, I was just facilitating them. Still.. I truly wished I did this with Iswandi. It was what we had worked for for so long. Oh well.
What else can I say? There have been tough times too, but with Fanna by my side, I have not any need to disclose to anyone but my wife. Like I said, I'm blessed.
Oh Allah, I'm really, really looking forward to November. Bismillah.
Whatever I post, is never to rub insult unto my readers. Like I said, this blog is for me, first and foremost. If my situation riles you up or triggers negative emotions, then please forgive me. Besides, who still reads my blog?
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Saturday, June 24, 2017
Ramadhan 1438H
Alhamdulillah, da pun hari terakhir Ramadhan 1438H. All in all, I believe thus has been one of the best Ramadhans I've had, if not the very best.
I managed to solat Terawih every single night, although most were at home and of course in Station. Unfortunately I did not go to mosques much after the first two weeks but that is because of my activities over the rest of Ramadhan. But still, completing every Terawih, doing 20 Rakaat (once), I'd say I've done my best.
Puasa itself was manageable. Prior to Ramadhan I had a small talk with Sakiman about managing my diet and intake, and I think I did alright. For the first time in the past few years, I actually lost weight! Last check was 96.8kg, making it around 4kg weight loss. Alhamdulillah. Now with Ramadhan drawing to a close, I hope to continue maintaining my diet and work out more to continue this weight loss.
One slight disappointment was I didn't khatam the Quran despite a pretty good start. Tbh when I realised I was looking at the wrong "markers" for juz, and then realise I was way behind the pace necessary to complete within a month, I sort of gave up. But it's ok. This year I completed terawih. One step at a time. Next year can work on my khatam, in Shaa Allah.
Sooo.. Besok Raya. I actually got 3 new baju. Hahaha. Satu dapat free. Nak kirakan kuat bergaya juga I ni this year. Hahaha. Semalam da rebus 100 ketupat, tadi pagi continue a few more. Too bad no lepat this year. Working on the eve, so no lepat liao. But feel kinda bad not around to help clean up and prepare the house. Well, I did what coult last night.
Hopefully I get to solat Aidilfitri tomorrow. Will rush to Darul Aman; their prayers are at 8.30am so may make it.
My last Ramadhan as a Bachelor. Amin.
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