Friday, April 25, 2008

Monthly Ritual

Every month, I have to attend meetings at the Kertih office.

There are 3 ways of getting there by flight, KLIA- Kuantan or KLIA-KT or T3 Subang-Kertih.

I prefer the last one as it saves a lot of time. I can go to Kertih and get back home in KL within the same day... Cool isn't it!!

But the trick is, I have to fly on a small plane.

No pretty stewardesses, no drinks, no food, no toilets.

Just 45 minutes of pure flying...

It can be very "adventureous" on rainy days. The plane also easily gets excited when we fly thru clouds.

I just imagine that I'm riding a roller coaster...

Or I just pretend to sleep throughout the journey... zzzzzzzzz


window view before takeoff


take-off

"cotton candy"



terengganu coastline near kertih




kertih coastline



the destination


not everybody can fly...

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Ihsan


My dearest Ihsan turned 2 years old recently...












Ihsan, as my father aptly named him after his birth.

I simply added Muhammad in honour of our great Prophet s.a.w.

A simple name with a profound meaning...


Here's an interesting entry I found on Wikipedia:

Ihsan
(or Ehsan or Ahsan) is an Arabic term meaning "perfection" or "excellence." In Islam, Ihsan is the Muslim responsibility to obtain perfection, or excellence, in worship, such that Muslims try to worship God (Arabic Allah) as if they see Him, and although they cannot see Him, they undoubtedly believe he is constantly watching over them. That definition comes from the hadith (known as the Hadith of Gabriel) in which Muhammad states, "[Ihsan is] to worship God as though you see Him, and if you cannot see Him, then indeed He sees you." (Al-Bukhari and Al-Muslim).

Ihsan is one of the Three Principles of the Islamic faith (Islam, Iman and Ihsan) and means "to do beautiful things". In contrast to the emphases of islam (what one should do) and iman(why one should do), the concept of ihsan is primarily associated with intention. One who "does what is beautiful" is labelled muhsin. It is generally held that a person can only achieve true ihsan with the help and guidance of Allah, who governs all things. Ibadah (worship) is one embodiment of ihsan.

Ihsan is excellence in worship, work, and in social interactions. For example, ihsan includes sincerity during Muslim prayers and being grateful to parents, family, and God.


I pray that he will continue to bring more happiness into our little family and remind us of our duties to become a Muhsin...

Sorry...

Sorry dear visitors for not updating my blog...

Been busy.... with family, with work, with personal commitments and also with Facebook...

Like I said earlier, this Facebook stuff is really addictive...

Almost felt like closing down this blog for the lack of activity...

But I suppose I can't "let go" for now...

As to the "missing photos", well some of it are on my Facebook photo album. Feel free to browse.

Gotta be a Facebook member first though...

Another reason why I find it difficult to upload photos onto this blog is due to the fact that I just find it a hassle having to wait several minutes for a picture to be loaded onto this blog.

Maybe I just have to be patient a lil' bit...

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

My Latest Obsession


They say, "a picture is worth a thousand words..."

I totally agree...

Its time to let my new gadget do the talking for me...

Sunday, November 04, 2007

I've been Facebook'ed!!

Yes... I have to admit that I've been neglecting this blog for quite some time. Coupled with the lack of ideas on what to write, much of my free time was spent on Facebook.

Yes, I am addicted to this Facebook stuff.

I used to shun these kind of things. Friendster was one of it. Seemed like teenager stuff to me... Definitely not suitable...

But when an old college mate invited me to join Facebook, I decided to give it a try...

I've been hooked since... Darn it!

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Changing Circumstances

Its been a while since I last updated this blog. No excuses - been lazy and busy...

Well, actually, I don't have anything much to say this time... Virtual mental block I would say...

I mean, I've got no issues with my bosses or my new employer, no major problems with my colleagues that requires "blog therapy".... Work's fine, has kept me pretty busy...

I suppose people get "creative" (read: philosophical & poetic) when they are oppressed or are somewhat depressed with their situation. In my case, having "you-know-who" as my ex-boss really got those literary juices flowing. Hence, this blog ended up as my outlet, my "blog therapy"... I was craving to write every other day to "release" all those toxic negative "ions" which would have otherwise destroyed my sanity if not let loose.....

But for the past few months, it was rather difficult for me to come up with points to write in this blog. I suppose when you are doing pretty ok, kept pre-occupied with work, you have nothing much to say.

Coupled with the fact that internet access is rather limited at my new workplace (strictly for work and business related websites) updating has been limited to weeknights or weekends, those times when I'm tired and want to spend time resting with my family.

Circumstances have indeed changed for me. So I suppose now I've got to find new ways to get those literary juices flow back again...

Otherwise, this blog may become obsolete in the not too distant future...

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Marhaban Ya Ramadhan

Ramadhan is back.....

Its a time for self-reflection. A time for performing the required ibadah of fasting from dawn to dusk.

Anyway, Ramadhan this time has established a "first" for my small family.

My eldest son, Eimran is currently being trained by my wife to start fasting.

His teachers at playschool have also taught him the "Niat Puasa"...

So on the night before Ramadhan, he said to his mother: "Mama, Eimran nak niat puasa...."Sahaja aku puasa esok hari, Thursday.... di dalam bulan Ramadhan.....kerana Allah Taala...."

We smiled at his exactness in the "niat"...

He managed to fast until 5pm on the first day...

The sight of his sister eating ice cream was just too much for him to bear...