Love Leg...

This is the story about my lovely leg. I love my leg, because without my leg, I can't do so many thing...

right after the accident. The wound is so cute and there's nothing to worry about a wound like this. I feel like a hero. ^_^


Day 2 - the wound become redness, swelling and deformity. its hard to walk at this time...



Day 3 - I went to Pusat Kesihatan. Doctor said "lambat lagi, bole kena potg kaki tu... infection ni bole sampai ke tulang..." nurse did the dressing softly, i feel comfort when she touch my leg. the nurse ask me to come everyday to do daily dressing... ookay...



Day 4 - daily dressing begin the first day... I am afraid with my own leg.. how about you?



Day 7 - after everyday did dressing, I learn the nurse skill. I do the dressing by my own..



but I did a mistake. u want to know what is it? my hand is not as soft as that nurse hands. I did not feel the same feeling when the nurse touch my leg..



u can see the redness at my left leg... the infection spread to other area...



2 weeks after - 3rd phase of healing process



finally all the kuping da tertanggal dgn sendrinya. But still feel pedih if terkena something. at this time, I started to play futsal again... with the uncomplete recovery, i felt down and there is an another injury... at my knee...



actually, I can get well earlier.. but a conflict happen... my roommate keep saying that i am "manja" "mi, kau ni manje, manje, manje, manje MANJEEE...!!"
then, I cant stand it anymore, I tried to fight and pretend that my leg is not in painful. I did everything just like normal, didn't care about my pain leg, and the consequences is, the wound become even worst. Its all because want to prove to my roommate that i'm not manje, i am a man. tapi aku yg menanggung mudaratnye... whatever, i don't really care about that actually...

anyway, Thanks to Allah because allow me to walk again...
Syukur Alhamdulillah...

drive your leg to tempat yang baik2, bukan tempat maksiat k...

Ingatlah orang yang tersayang...

Uncle Robert 's Son Injured In Motorbike Crash

By Clark Kent
clarkkent@thedailyplanet.co.uk

Shah Alam: 9 january, Mohammad Hilmi, the 6th child of Uncle Robert's kids, only injured his leg in a confirm die motorbike accident.

Hilmi,23, fly from his motorbike when he lost control of his black modenas kriss and crash into the hard surface of the road of Subang Jaya highway at around 10.10a.m. about a month ago.

City traffic police investigations and prosecution division head Sergeant Senin Bin Slase said the victim sustained severe leg injuries after he was thrown out of the vehicle in the crash. He said the road was wet as it had been raining for a few hours before the accident.

The Formula 1 expert said that Hilmi missed his pit stop to change the tyre before continue his journey and he is just unlucky. The tyre is the main factor of the accident but he should be more careful. "He's still alive and thats make me wondering, how he can survive in a terrible accident like that".

It is believed at least two motorbikes were slightly damaged in the accident as riders who were trailing Hilmi skidded while trying to avoid the crash. And unfortunately the rider who was trailing Hilmi is his friend, Fauzi. The witness say that Hilmi is carrying a man behind him and he is Hilmi's friend too, Alif.

"No one else was injured in the pile-up," said Sergeant Senin.

Hilmi was taken to Pusat Kesihatan UiTM for the treatment three days after the accident.

Liverpool, we love you!

When I was a kid, I watched EPL Highlight with my elder brother and sister. EPL Highlight show all the matches in the week and we create a game where we have to guess which team will win in every match. I'm still young and know nothing about football. My elder brother know which team is better and which team is weak. he always guess the right team win. And I always lost. The last game is about Manchester United against Liverpool. And i choose Liverpool. My brother just smile and confidently says that Liverpool will lost to Manchester United. Maybe he's right because his knowledge about football is much more better than me. And the result is.... I know that you already knew it but still you want me to say it right? hahahaha... Liverpool beat Manchester United! hahahahaha and since that, I never walk alone...

I love Michael Owen and Steven Gerrard. for your information, they are good buddies since they were in the academy of Liverpool. I still remember, when I was in form 2, I bought my first Liverpool Jersey. It was Yellow and blue in colour. It is away jersey actually. after that i go to barber shop and ask the barber to cut my hair like Michael Owen. hehee Die Hard Fans, I tell you! When Michael Owen go to Manchester United and wear no. 7 jersey, i have no choice.. that's my favourite player wearing my lucky number. Die die i have to have that jersey!

This is the picture of my jersey collection. Liverpool is sponsored by Carlsberg, so i dont have a chance to show my jersey to others, but yesterday, I've found the Liverpool Jersey without the Carlsberg on the chest. I am fanatic but when it comes about religion matter, I will think rationally.

This is the alarm clock. I buy this because I used to sleep with my handphone. Because I need it to wake me up in the morning. It is not good for your health because of the wave. So the Liverpool alarm clock is the best solution. Another merchandise from Liverpool Football Club here...

I want to add another Liverpool merchandise here... why im not add them at the first time I post this? It is not i just bought them, it is a gift from my girlfriend. I'm very surprise when she gave me that lovely ball and the neck strap. I received them in this month, so, now i want to share with everyone. hehheee.



at this time, i just came back from class, it is monday, corporate day where everyone need to wear formal. I really love this gift! u can see how much i love it... I love you rose...

Manisha Koirala's second cousin

At my workplace, there are Bangladeshi workers. Mostly they are from housekeeping department. Some of them can speak english and malay fluently. No wonder because they already stayed here for more than 3 years. And I know one of them name Zuhur. Because of the multilingual skills that he has, he become the supervisor to all the Bangladeshi workers. That is the advantage of mastering different language.

Whenever I saw him, I will ask "suda semayang?" " and he will always say yes even the truth is he's not done the prayer yet. One day I ask and this time, the answer is different from usual..
( sila baca dialog si bangla sambil geleng kepala)

Hilmi: suda semayang?

Zuhur: (sigh) susah la mau semayang, kita orang bangla, macam mana mau semayang?

Hilmi: kenapa?

Zuhur: kami kuli saja, boss tada bagi semayang punya. kalau semayang kena marah.

Hilmi: u punya boss tada semayang ka? dia mesti faham punya, u cakap baik2 sama dia la..

Zuhur: tadalah! ini boss susah punya mau cakap. bukan saya tak mau semayang... tapi, boss sendiri tada semayang. dia cakap kerja lagi penting. kalau semayang boss marah, kalau tak semayang Tuhan marah. itu saya tau, tapi sikarang aa, saya fikir, hari-hari saya tengok muka boss, saya maluu! kena marah saya malu. tapi aa, saya tidak tengok muka Tuhan, saya tak semayang pun, saya tidak malu. so, sikarang saya buat kerja saja, tak semayang. kalau tak kerja, baru saya semayang... apa boleh buat

hmmm now i know the heart feelings of bangladeshi. I never know when i ask the question about sembahyang to him. they want to pray but they cant. What a sad sad situation..

Zuhur: u kerja sama itu perempuan ka?

Hilmi: yang mana satu?

Zuhur: yang tinggi-tinggi itulah..

Hilmi: oo.. u suka dia eh...?

Zuhur: yalah, sukalah.. semua perempuan dalam ini hotel saya suka. saya suka berbual sama mereka.

Hilmi: Abis, mereka suka u tak? (gatal punya bangla!)

Zuhur: mestila tada suka sama saya. mana ada perempuan suka sama bangla? bangla hitam, tada sapa suka... kalau u lainla. u hensem, putih, mesti ramai girlfriend.

Hilmi: eh takde lah, pandai-pandai saja kau ni..haih... da semayang belum?

Zuhur: belum la!

Hilmi: hei sudahla, malas layan kau... okla okla..

Zuhur: eh u apa nama?

Hilmi: Asar, nama saya asar.

Zuhur: ceh (sambil angkat tangan)

*si bangla tu lupe, walaupun die tak tgk muka Tuhan, tapi tuhan sentiasa perhatikan dia..

ada orang TAK BOLEH smbhyg tp NAK sembhyg,
ada org BOLEH sembhyg tp TAK NAK sembhyg,
ade org bole sembhyg n die sembhyg.
ade orang kata dah tua nanti aku sembhyg la..


di mana kita.......

Dendang Perantau

Yesterday is the first time i'm celebrated Hari Raya Haji without my family

Today is 29 Nov 2009

Today is 11 Dzulhijjah 1430 H

Today is the second day of Hari Raya Haji

Today got kenduri at my elder brother's house.

Today I'm not at my hometown, Kluang, Johor instead at Shah Alam.

Today I'm still working part time at Hotel Concorde.

Today I feel guilty towards my family

Today I am alone...

Ok ok, no more today. Tired already. hmmm....

Actually, I'm not feel sad about not coming back for hari raya. I feel normal, juzt like nothing happen. Plus, Hari Raya Haji is not a big celebration like Hari Raya Puasa. But still there are family gathering. And I'm still here, its mean that there is something wrong happen somewhere.

First day raya, I'm working. I'm not going to masjid for sembahyang raya because I need to be at the gym hotel at 8.45 a.m. I wish happy hari raya to all the malay guest that came to the gym. some of them ask, "u tak balik ke?" I reply, "hahaha, first time x balik ni". I feel a little bit rindu to my family but just for a while. When i go to the cafateria, there are ketupat palas, nasi himpit, sambal kacang and rendang. hehehehe ada la jugak suasana raya. After work, when I reach home, I call mama and wish selamat hari raya. I ask, "mama x kol amy puun.." ( what a chengeng ) and mama reply "mama busy ni, nak masak. kan esok kenduri rumah baru ajam.."
alamak... mesti diorang perlukan aku time kenduri tu.. ( da mule nak rase menyesal ).

Second day raya. Sue, one of the staff bring the lemang and ayam masak sambal merah. She share with me.. sedap! teringat pulak.. mama masak ape mase kenduri rumah ajam nanti..
After work, I reach home at 7 p.m. I don't know where is this intention come from, but I decide to go to the surau for Isya'. After beri salam mase tahiyyat akhir... imam pun takbir..

"AllahuAkbar AllahuAkbar AllahuAkbar, Lailahaillallahu Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar Walillahilhamd..

hati aku terdetik... ohh apa dah jadi dgn aku ni... dah la x balik raya, pastu x pegi sembahyang raya, pastu dah raya ke-2 baru nak takbir... mohammad hilmi.. mohammad hilmi...

nasib baik aku sempat bertakbir utk hari raya kali ni, kalau tak, betapa ruginya...

balik je rumah terus kol mama n abah, ajam, akak. dengar riuh rendah suasana kat rumah buat aku terkilan la...

abah pesan,
- sembahyang jangan tinggal
- jangan ikut kawan yang pergi gamble ( judi )
- baca surah Al-Mulk
- kalau nak pilih isteri, jangan membelakangkan mak bapak. kalau kita pandai2, nanti naik perahu, tenggelam.

hee.. i will remember this till the day that i die. Thanks Abah.

*morale of the story, family comes first!

Fisherman's Friend's

The exam is over, lets have some fun!

Right after the last paper, my friends and I went to a party to celebrate our perfect completion of examination paper. hahaha it is not necessary actually but it is really relieved my mind.

The party that I'm talking about is not a wild party or birthday party whatsoever, but it is just like a camping but not in a forest or jungle, instead on the water. We went to the sea! no, can't be called it as a sea, it is half river and half sea. In malay, we called it as "suut". the combination of 'sungai+laut'. We stay in a 'Kelong' at Telok Gong, Klang for one day. Doing an outdoor activity is a good idea to release your tension.

Arrival/departure hall @ jeti, we have to wait for the speed boat that will send us to the kelong. While waiting, we survey the water and we saw a pair of fish jumping from the water so happily. One male and another one is female. Maybe they are a couple. Seeing them jumping just like they are waiting for us to come, and challenge us! We feel so angry! How dare you animal! Just you wait!

The speed boat came. Along the way to the kelong, we feel so free and happy to see the suut beautiful view, the wind that blows my hair, also we play with the dolphin that follows our speed boat. They are so cute and adorable!

One of us, named Atan (bukan nama sebenar) stay quite, look down and not even make a single move. And when we arrive at the kelong, he is the first one who jump from the speed boat to the kelong stairs. wahahahhaa... fobia dengan laut! kahkahkah... takut bot terbalik.. hahahha haiya... nasib baik x jatuh mase dia lompat tu, hampir2 la. orang lain naik selamba je, die x pasal2 menggelabah puyuh! kahkahkah... you~know~who~

My friends and I feel excited to start fishing and having a good time at the kelong. First we set up the fishing rod. We use the live prawns and worms as the bait. We have six fishing rod and we all take care of all the rod ( yg mana sempat la).

Feeling excited and not patient, I take one rod and play with it, suddenly a something is pulling from the water. It is quite strong and I said "romeo take me somewhere we can be alone, i'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run, you'll be the prince and i'll be the princess, its a love story baby just say yes... apa aku merepek ni...

ok serious, i said "eh, ape ni" hahahaha excited nak dpt ikan, tp bila ikan da kena, tak terpikir plak. hahahaha...noob....

tony, one of my friends, who is a fisherman, heee no la, fishing is his hobby, help me to lift the fish and we did it! what a big catch! big catch! big catch! This is my first time going to fishing and I easily got that fish. hmmm that was a good sign for me to start a new hobby. hahhaa... the other friends feel happy with that successful cacth and they jealous also. hahhaha... nevermind la, we can share the fish ok. kahkahkah..



Sunset is matahari terbenam and dusk is menjelang malam. To watch a sunset from the kelong is very nice and i hope i have a chance to have this wonderful moment with my love one. who knows~

We have to run the generator to powered the elecricity. It make a loud noise but we have no choice..


while I was praying maghrib, I can smell the barbeque... hmmm...sedapnya... x khusyuk sembahyang.. we have spicy chicken and black pepper hot dog all bought from tesco. tinggal panggang saja. puas betul makan, sampai esok pun x habis lg..

There are karaoke provided at the kelong, Atan sang most of the song that night. since my voice are not so artist, so, i'm just sing a little. another entertainment is, we bring the play station 2 and also the guitar. so, it will never be bored while waiting the fish.

while waiting the fish... suddenly...
Eddy : Eh Atan, kau makan ni ke? (sambil menunjuk ke arah bungkusan plastik, dengan muka nak tergelak suka)
Atan : ha'a kenapa?
Eddy : ini umpan cacing la! kahkahkahkah....
TERRUUS Atan pegi muntahkan balik n kumuh2 mulut dia. entah berapa botol habis dia buat kumuh! semua org gelakkan...
Eddy : saya pelik tgk, die ambil, pastu terus masuk mulut. ( sambil yg lain ketawa lagi ) pastu Atan datang...
Atan : aku ingatkan serunding. ( muka nak cover malu)
Alip : ini serbuk2 kayu la. memang die letak sekali dgn cacing ni.. kahkahkah..

if not funny, please do not laugh and continue reading.
We were plan not to sleep that night but still who can't stand it anymore, can take a rest for a while.


Tomorrow morning, after subuh, it was raining until 11am. so don't have a chance to watch sunrise there is no use to wait anymore, fish will not appear on rainy day. We packed and get ready to go back. We leave the kelong and Telok Gong at 1.30pm. We also leave a great memory of our great friendship at the kelong. it is sweet to remember.
Pojie, Alip, Eddy, Mirul, Tony, and me... we are the fisherman!

*the dolphin is not exist, don't easily be fooled by me. hehehehe...

after we reached home, pojie fry the fish that we catched. Tony and I ate the fish. It is so delicious! i'm so impress. this is the first time I eat the fish that catched by myself. hehehe...

Mamhmoad Hmili Cdoe @ Norfoaaizh

Once upon a time the colors of the world started to quarrel: all claimed that they were the best, the most important, the most useful, the favorite.
GREEN said: “Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees, leaves - without me, all animals would die. Look over the countryside_and you will see that I am in the majority.”

BLUE interrupted: “You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is the water that is the basis of life and, drawn up by the clouds, forms the deep sea. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing.”

YELLOW chuckled: “You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower,_the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no fun.”

ORANGE started next to blow her trumpet: “I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious_for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think_of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and pawpaws. I don’t hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you.”

RED could_stand it no longer. He shouted_out: “I am the ruler of all of you - I am blood - life’s blood! I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and of love, the red rose, the poinsettia and the poppy.”

PURPLE rose up to his full height. He was very tall and spoke with great pomp: “I am the_color of royalty and power. Kings,_chiefs, and bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me - they_listen and obey.”

Finally, INDIGO spoke, much more quietly than all the others, but with just as much determination: “Think of me. I am the color of silence. You hardly notice me, but without me you all become superficial. I represent thought and_reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner peace.”

And so the colors went on boasting, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightening - thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.

In the midst of the clamor, rain began to speak: ” You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest. Don’t you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me.”

Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands. The rain continued: “From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The RAINBOW is a sign of hope for tomorrow.”

And so, whenever a good rain washes the world, and a rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another.