Synopsis : Cinta Bollywood Episod : Season Finale Julia and her parents went to Shahril's mum house. Shahril came back, looking moody and went straight to his room. Moments after being conforted by his mum, he said to Julia and her father that he agreed taking Julia as his wife. He then step out of the house and said he wanted visit the cemetery. Wishy washy as it was, Julia met up with her bestfriend, Yasmin, to apologize about her past behaviour. The video went taking this two friends running about in East Coast beach. Shahril courage up his guts to call Julia out for dinner. Julia agreed and went to meet Shahril at Hyatt Hotel. Julia declared that her love for Shahril has been the same as before. Shahril said that he needed time to mend his broken heart for the 'death' of Farhana. Julia understood his position and willing to wait till Shahril open up his heart for her. Wishy washy again.. story about Farhana which I don't like telling. She woke up in the hospital after a 1 year coma, however with no memory of who she was or what had happened to her. News of her regaining conciousness was broadcast on the so-called Channel Asia. Her step-mother called Sheikh up and suggested to fetch her home. While Shahril and Julia were planning for their marriage, Farhana spend her time with her step-mother trying to pick up old memory but failed. Then, there she was in Tepak Sireh Restaurant with her step-mother saying that she remembered coming there once upon a time. She told her step-mother whom she now call mummy, that she wishes to roam around the upper part of the restaurant. Shahril and Julia, who had made arrangements to have their grand wedding at Tepak Sireh Restaurant, arrived there to meet their wedding organizer. They went looking around the whole restaurant, not realising Farhana was there. Julia had left her handbag on the 'pelamin' and Farhana, who was standing in front of the 'pelamin', took Julia's bag and wanting to return to the owner. Julia who only realised later that she has forgotten her handbag told Shahril to wait for her while she went out to the 'pelamin' to pick up her handbag. Julia saw Farhana holding her handbag and was disbelief when she saw it was indeed Farhana standing in front of her. Farhana, not able to remember anything in the past, just return the bag with the smile and said that she recognize Julia through the wedding poster downstairs. Julia just smile, nodded but still in disbelief. Julia asked for Farhana's name to reconfirm and when Farhana reply, Julia walk away. She pulled Shahril and said they have to leave the place. Shahril, cannot understand what's going on, was told to walk quickly by Julia and Julia promised to tell him what's going on later. They boarded the van that is waiting for them downstairs. Next take, Farhana making face expression on why she can't remember anything. Then came the sound of a narrator telling the ending. Talking about love and talking about the true love between Farhana, Shahril and Julia. The end. I was totally disappointed with the ending! Unless the directors have plans to do CB-3, then I would love to know whether Shahril and Julia did marry and whether Shahril did saw Farhana again somewhere and whether Shahril live happily ever after with his 2 wifes (although I don't like Farhana that much.. khekher). Ending just tergantung... phooooi.. so disappointing!

days of our life ~ me and ma during our solemnization days. something that i've come up for their wedding anni this sunday. Tanggal 11.07.04 penuh bermakna Perkahwinan yang dibina atas dasar pilihan orang tua Akhirnya membuahkan seribu makna Perhubungan yang disemat erat dengan penuh kasih sayang Bertahan jua selama tiga puluh tahun Alangkah cepatnya masa berlalu Alangkah peritnya sisa-sisa kehidupan Yang pernah dilalui oleh orang tuaku Membesarkan aku serta adik-adikku Membiayai segala keperluan kami Menyekolahkan kami untuk menimba ilmu Ilmu ukhrawi serta duniawi Semata-mata untuk kesenangan di hari esok Titik peluh serta jasa dan pengorbananmu Wahai insan yang aku hormati Tiada tolok bandingannya Tidak mampu aku membalas jasa dan baktimu Tidak mampu aku kuatkan semangatku Tanpa berkat doa serta tunjuk ajarmu Pengorbananmu selama 30 tahun Tidak dapat dinilaikan dengan wang ringgit Penat lelahmu menjaga kami Bekerja siang dan malam untuk menampung kami Tidak dapat dibalas dengan wang ringgit Namun jauh di selubuk hatiku Aku berdoa agar Allah memperkenankan pintaku Pinta hambaMu yang daif ini Pinta hambaMu yang tak pernah mengenang jasa Pinta hambaMu yang terlalu alpa dengan dunia Agar ditempatkan insan yang aku hormati DisisiMu kelak bersama para penghuni Syurga yang lain Amin ya rabbil alamin.. Tanpa mereka, tiadalah aku serta adik-adikku Tanpa tunjuk ajar mereka, tiadalah kami Kenal erti baik atau jahat, erti salah atau benar Tanpa kasih sayang mereka, tiadalah kami Membesar dengan perangai yang sempurna Tanpa doa mereka, tiadalah kami Menempuh hidup ini dengan selamat dan bahagia Aku bersyukur, Ya Allah! Sekurang-kurangnya aku masih Mempunyai kedua orang tua Yang saling kasih mengasihi Yang saling bertolak ansur Yang saling faham memahami Jodoh dan pertemuan di tanganmu Ya Allah Kita hanya merancang, tuhan yang menentukan Sesungguhnya, tuhan telah menentukan segalanya Selamat Ulang Tahun Perkahwinan Yang Ke-30 Tahun, Papa & Mama Semoga perkahwinan ini diredhai Allah sehingga ke syurga.. Amin..

apart from having to standby at home for an urgent cargo clearance (just in case any defects found and i have to go down to cargo complex to do survey), i did good in the kitchen. woke up finally at 9.30am after much tossing and turning and had my shower. watching dar still sleeping on the bed makes me wanna continue my sleep but no, today, i have to do marketing. nothing left in the fridge to storm any nice dishes. dar woke up reluctantly to follow me to the nearby market at avenue 8. bought minced beef, stingray, some vege and herbs. after marketing, i dragged dar to mcdonalds to have a big breakfast. ughh, another pound to gain. blueek! after breakfast, went back home and cooked a very simple arab dish, which i had tasted in mazmazza the other day, the one that i had to eat with kouskous(pronounce as kuskus), a fine looking wheat which joyah describe as kuih tart nyer tepung sebelum dicetak! kahkah! i had fun actually doing something that i like. by noon, lunch were ready although dar had already left for work. me and my mum-in-law, being vege fanatic, loves the dish so much. this is a kind of soup with spicy, sweet & sour taste, filled with lots of onions, cabbage, potato, carrots (plus i put in lots other mixed vege and button mushroom), herbs and meatball. yum! yum! after lunch, watched home movie and message jep, asking him about the fishing plan tonight. jep called back saying to change it to next week coz leia has a function to attend tonite. grrr @ leia! aniways, i told him i'm glad it's changed to next week coz i'm wanted to watch The Eye movie on channel 8 tonite. so not a problem about the changes, jep & leia. hehe! i guess i must be feeling bored to death sitting around at home, thus i called droolz and said i'm going to town and will meet her after she finished work at daisy nail art. got the kids ready and boy, were they excited, not just to go out to somerset but finally have the chance to wear the heely-imitate roller shoes that i bought for them last 2 days. the youngest still struggling to get it right. hmm, perhaps he's too heavy agaknya. so i promised myself to just go and bring the kids out and meet droolz at her workplace in orchard plaza, nothing extravanganza! we reached somerset a quarter to 5pm and droolz only finished work at 5pm so i decided to just have a browse at the OG closing down sale. i can't resist!! in the end, i bought 2 tops which cost me S$21, 2 cotton pillow at S$14, a blush S$6 and finally decided to stop. droolz joined us at OG and bought herself a top which cost S$6. after browsing the 4 level high department store, the kids wanted to eat so we decided to go mcdonalds at centrepoint. mcdonalds again! definately piling an extra 2kg now! while the kids search for available seat, droolz wanted to go guardian to buy a prescribed chewing gums. again! my eyes just went crazy. can't resist to buy a cherry flavored lip balm and 2 packs of that prescribed chewing gum which is meant for cleaner, whiter teeth actually. after mcdonalds, we walk towards cuppage and hailed a cab. send droolz to jalan besar stadium and finally headed home. duh.. so much for promising myself not to shop! and that's how i spend my saturday. now, i'm going to rest and play with my two cats... till then, toodleelooooo..

aaaaaaaarrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! this cannot be happening to me! tell me this is a joke! my usb port for the old office digcam is not working at all. i can't find the removable drive in my computer. even adeline's pc ain't showing anything that shows G drive. arrghh.. this is definately a pain in the ass. looks like i have to wait till justin leave the office and try it on his laptop. i'm not giving up yet, i'm just pissed.. so pissed that nothing's working despite several attempts. if really cannot upload, then to my friends ~ lin, nana & lily ~ sorry for the posing effort created by you guys during the karaoke event. also, not forgetting ~ momma, joy & hasrin ~ for the long bloddy pose, painstaking climbing of stairs effect and lots more. i can't say more.... i'll still am trying, dammit!

courtesy from cousin's blog. an old pic my cousin found when she's visiting nenek's younger sister in bawean island. i'm the lil baby in ma's arm, being the first born grandchild in the family. i wanna talk about my beloved grandpa. being the first grandchild, the memory with my late grandpa is still fresh & vivid. although nenek (the hindu/majapahit lookalike that harm mentioned in her blog) is my step-grandma, i'm still closer to her than my own real grandma who is still alive and kicking at yishun. i still remember how fortunate i was to have a grandpa who never fail to picked me up, back then, from my parent's rented house in kim keat avenue for a weekend stay at his place in upper east coast road (the spot where a private estate is standing tall near the traffic light, opposite chai chee secondary). the time will always be after his friday's prayer in nearby mosque and it will only be me that he picked up although at that time, droolz was already born. i was in kindergarten years (that time, no K2!) when both my grandparents went for haj in mecca. during their absence, ma & pa has to stay over in upper east coast to look after my uncle & aunt who were still in their secondary school years and due to the long distance journey from upper east coast road to kim keat avenue (near toa payoh lorong 7) i was excused from class for 1 month. i can still remember, it was only weeks after they're gone and at that time, me and droolz were playing near the garage, ma was cooking in the small cooking place (that my late grandpa built to store only dried woods and the stove at that time was nothing but just bricks which is neatly place with a space in between and wire mesh on the top and the burning elements used were only dry woods, coconut leaves, husk and charcoal) and pa & uncle anuar were somewhere in the house. my lil aunt was in school and i can't remember where harm's ma (another aunt) was at that time, probably working. then, a white muis van approached the long driveway and parked near the garage. a middle-age man asked for ma and the next thing i knew, everybody were crying. me and droolz, being very young, could'nt understand why thus when pa told us grandpa had passed away, we shed any tears at all... perhaps we don't understand their sadness. it took me a few minutes to understand what really happened then i cried and ma hugged me & droolz. nenek was scheduled to come back early but she carried on with her haj. nobody believed it anyway, not even my two aunts and uncles coz grandpa was perfectly strong when he left all of us to mecca. but i guess god answered his prayer coz he ever told ma before his departure that if he were to die, he wished to die in the holy land of mecca. now, no graves to visit.. just prayers in my sleep. though grandpa was buried in mecca, i have always place this 'niat' deep in my heart since young that one day, i will go and visit him in there. i dreamt of grandpa the night before my solemnization and told ma about it and what ma commented made me cry. i dreamt that i was getting ready and the mak andam was beautifying me when i heard a salam given at the door. i recognised that voice and stand up to have a peek and there he was, my late grandpa, standing still in between all relatives at the crowded entrance and all he did was just gave me a big wide smile. i smiled, was then in tears, wanted to approach him and give him a big hug but he disappeared beneath the big crowd. ma said perhaps he's happy for me, perhaps this is a sign of his blessing. i cried. regret that he can't see me in my bridal suit. i still felt his presence sometimes and wished that he's not dead, just missing somewhere in mecca. and god did i cry when i was back at bawean and met his cousins there. one of his cousin, nenek mina if i'm not mistaken really had the same resemblance as him and i cried so hard making the old woman feeling so strange. when pa asked why i cried, i just pour my heart out that she looks like my grandpa. droolz probably didn't have the clear image of grandpa which is why she didn't actually felt the same. i really missed my late grandpa, the most remembered and the most unright man i've known.