Saturday, November 01, 2008

Jadd Husain, a year and a month


This is Jadd, He's looking at you since he's curios. He's curious about everthing. He used to put everything into his mouth out of curiosity, not anymore. He can walk now. Thus he's got more avenues to explore with his newfound capability. New found? well maybe not as new, he started walking almost a month ago, maybe a little bit earlier. Now, he likes to take walks in the park. And he likes looking at people. If he could speak now, he'd say hi to everybody that walked pass him in the park. Since he can't, he resorts to his toddler languages. But i'm sure people know he's saying 'Hi! How are you?' or maybe 'Hey fella! Whatcha doin up there in that weird looking tube thinggy in primary colors?' Yeah, i took him to the park the other day and he met with a couple of kids from the housing. About his age, maybe a year or two older. So he barked some questions to them when they're up in the tubes slides. So i'm guessing that's what he's trying to ask.
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Sunday, September 14, 2008

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Mama and Jadd


first swim
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Jadd, 10 month

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Sunday, August 10, 2008

Jadd, 10 months

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Saturday, July 05, 2008

Jadd Husain, 9 month and a day


A bit blurry. We anticipate him to start to walk this month.
At 9 month old, he's already carrying his parent's high hopes and rridiculous standards.
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Sunday, June 22, 2008

prequel to last entry


Jadd Husain, at 7 month.
Already the cot it too small for his big ambition.
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Saturday, June 21, 2008

Jadd Husain, 8 month old or so

Jadd, annoyed


Jadd, introspective.


Monday, April 14, 2008

More Jadd and Mama

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Friday, April 04, 2008

Jadd Husain at 6 months


Here's Jadd in his rubber stool. He can crawl properly now. I fear he'd bang his head on the floor though.

6 months already!? Just two months ago he was only 4 months old! How time flies.
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

The land of the Free

Freedom is such a quirky concept. You have a country that lauds itself for being the epitome of freedom, and you have an elite army defending the country's freedom. You'd know that the army is very disciplined and you'd know that in order for the soldiers to be elite, they'd have sacrificed their own freedom and free will. This kinda shows that freedom could not exist on its own. It could not exist without rules, order and discipline.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

The end of elections

Hi all. Since everyone is talking about the latest election, i think i have to join with the theme. Not that i am a one that follows trends. Or maybe i do, just a little bit. But the main reason why i need to earmark this event on my blog is not only because this election's result is unprecedented in Malaysia's history, it will also be Malaysia's last. There will be no more after this.

In the coming four years, we will be walking into an age of uncertainty. Our country's fate could tip to either into our very own golden age or into an age of misery and strife. Since this is 'Sex, Blood and the Lies I Tell Myself', it is by default going to tip towards the latter.

The current government will try to keep their promises, but sadly the world's deteriorating economic conditions will prevent it. Though the people that heads the government have change, the people that backs them are still the same. Same culture, same motive, same outcome. Only the faces in the news papers change.

People will lose their trust with both party lines. Men will start to whisper in alleys and closed doors with words that taste of revolution. In no time, fists will be raised to the sky with angry words. The blood flag will be hoisted emblazoned with the image of AK-47, paradoxically, the weapon of freedom and tyranny.

Paddy fields turn red with blood. City streets littered with burning things. The sky filled with smoke. The crow feast its hearty meal.

And in the end. In the end, the heirs remember this day as a black mark. They would gather around the vivid computer screen and read aloud 12th March 2008 entry. When they are done, they would chant "He told them so" in patriotic frenzy.

This entry will be a legacy, a reminder and an 'i-told-you-so' for the future generations to reflect upon the implications of mismanaged governance and empty promises.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Welt


Jadd, 5 months old

This week, jadd is already able to balance on his hands and knees. He'd get up on all four limbs and then he'd let his body fall forward so that he'd slowly inch forward.
The welt on his forehead was from an accident with the TV bench while trying to checkout the stuff clumped undearneath the TV. Surprisingly, Jadd was unfazed and if left to himself, he'd probably went ahead (pun intended) with his exploration. Thankfully, his mom was there to grab him in time.
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

OMG! I was tagged!

Today's tag is brought to you by dila.

The Linking Tag Rules

1. List out five favourite links - the links can be of business sites, affiliate links or whatever that suits the blogger.

2. Tag five more people to share their links, so hopefully, at the end of the tag, we would be able to share good links with each other.

3. The links MUST be clean. No X-rated sites.

4. List out only FIVE links.

5. You MUST tell FIVE people you choose.

6. Provide the link back to the person who tagged you.

7. Obviously, it should be an active link.

So here's the links:
  1. notcot.org - Contrary to popular belief, my real interest is pretty new things (Not to say this is more real than anything else, just that i actively indulge in this rather than anything else). Anything! Chairs, pictures, designs, ideas, people, trends and anything at all. So I would often come here when I dunno what else to do. I like how it quickly gets your attention with one simple picture.
  2. thesartorialist.com - I like looking at people. I like fresh new stuff. I like photography. Therefore, I like photography of people wearing fresh new stuff. Here's a blog of a guy doing just that, photographing people in their best.
  3. icanhascheezburger.com - I is bored? I can has some LOLs?
  4. calikartel.com - Fashion photos. Interesting.
  5. Dils Stop...... - A heart warming journal about life, love and literature. A great resource for chick lit.
So here's the tags:
  1. Sayang - We might uncover the mysterious reason on why time flies when you turn on the pc.
  2. Tilo - We hope to uncover the secret to great photography.
  3. Fendi - Politics? Football?
  4. Chepo - Random starry eyed surprise.
  5. You - Thats right! You! Tag yourself and post your link on my comments! seriously.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

The missus and the child


Four months old Jadd and his mama.
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Tuesday, January 29, 2008

The Encounter

One day, while i was walking through the alleys of central k.l, I heard a deep rumbling coming from a nearby corner. I could've missed it, if i had been listening to my pink iPod nano. Curious, i round the corner to check out the source of the sound.
To my shock and horror, a huge dragon was there flexing its wings and breathing out fiery wisps from its nostrils! I quickly took out my Vorpal blade from my laptop backpack and unsheathe it from its bejewelled scabbard. In a hurry, i wrapped my backpack as best as I can on my left arm so that it could work as a makeshift shield. Hopefully, the flimsy MacBook Air within it could withstand the blows that it's going get (no pun intended). At the very least, It could shield my eyes from the heat of the dragon's fiery breath.
I took a stance called "The Heron's Whimsical Flight" that i have read from a fantasy story book and I held up my blade towards the dragon. The blade was heavy and the heat from the dragon is making my palm damp with sweat. Furthermore, i was terrified to the core. How often in your life do you have to face a dragon? I mustered my will and tried to hold my stance as firmly and confident as I can.
A heartbeat after i took the stance, the dragon took notice of me. He, It, gazes me with its amber eyes. I swear that I could see scorn in its eyes. With an almost faltering voice I yelled at it, "Halt! Dragonkind! You may not spread your chaos here! I, Taqiyuddin Bakir! Guardian of the Sixth Circle of Ley and Fey will not allow it!". The dragon continued his unblinking gaze. "This blade! Vorpal of Elendilinthil Sky Caller will taste your heart before you wrought your mayhem! Leave now! And you will find peace! Stay, you will be slain!" I continued to warn the dragon. Only God knows that my heart was pumping like a two stroke cylinder engine.
I hoped that the dragon do not know that I was lying about me being the guardian of Sixth Circle of Ley and Fey, that the sword was once in the charge of Elendilinthil Sky Caller. I've never heard of them before, until after I met the gypsy on the corner of Jalan Tunku Abdul Rahman , near Semua House. She told me all about it while showing off the Vorpal blade. I always wanted a sword, and the Vorpal blade was beautiful. In the end, it costed me a full fifty ringgit! Thankfully, i managed to haggle it down from two hundred. Gypsies! They'd sell their arms and legs and offer you the world if they could.
So I stood there, holding my blade up high while trying to look mean and strong. The dragon continued gazing at me. I did not know how this is going to end. I was hoping the dragon would fly away after i waved my blade around and yelled a bit. I was sorely mistaken. Suddenly, in a rumble like boulders rolling down bukit melawati, the dragon said "What makes you think that I am going to spread chaos and mayhem?".
"Uh, I read about dragons in books. They're mean and dangerous", says I.
"Which book?", says the dragon.
"Gee, I can't recall. But I'm sure there's one where a dragon razes a city to ashes".
"Go home Guardian of Sixth Circle! Go home and check wikipedia on dragons. There's no account of dragons razing a city or spreading chaos and mayhem".
"Really? None at all?".
"Yes, none. But there are a lot of stories where a knight slays a dragon, and often it was without any justification".
"Uh, are you sure? You could be lying and I can't tell if you do".
"Why don't you go ahead and check wikipedia", says the dragon suggestively.
Without hesitation, I unwrap my backpack from my arm and took out my MacBook Air. I connect the MacBook to my phone via Bluetooth to access Celcom's 3G. In a minute of or, I was already surfing the web.
"It's h, t, t, p, colon, slash...".
"Dragon! I know where wikipedia is! I've been reading it all the time!", i said angrily as i am rather annoyed by the dragon's assumption that i do not know wikipedia (sheesh!).
So to demonstrate my internet literacy, i typed the keyword "dragon" in my safari's google search box. As I was about to press the enter key, I saw in the corner of my eye, the dragon starts to smile, baring it's pearl white teeth. I turned my head to face the dragon and saw the dragon's smile gets even broader. In a moment of slow motion, like watching a piece of buttered bread falling off the table butter side down, I realized that i am now defenseless. I had put down my Vorpal blade to type in the keyword and I had unwrapped my makeshift shield to take my MacBook out. I stared to dodge behind a Majlis perbandaran's skided dumpster as the dragon started to breath out a ball of fire.
The ball of fire striked the place where i was squatting a split second ago, engulfing my MacBook Air and Vorpal Blade in blue black flames. I quickly turned my back on the dragon and started running as fast as I can. The hairs on my neck prickled up when i heard the sound of beating wings and feel the brush of hot air on every surface of my exposed skin.
In a moment of terror, the alley was lit with an orange light, coming from behind me. I know that the dragon have unleashed another of its ball of fire. I can see my shadow stretched in front of me. The shadow shrinks and grew shorter and shorter as the fire ball races towards me. A moment before my shadow got too short, I ducked inside one of the back doors that lined the alleyway and closed it's metal doors. Foom! The building shook as the ball of fire hits the bitumine road. I moved away from the metal doors towards the front of the building. In the distant, i heard the dragon's roar "You can run Guardian! but I will hunt you down like the animal that you are!".
I got quickly of the shop house, and made my way to the Central Market LRT station. Always staying underneath the kaki lima walkway to hide from the dragon's aerial view. Everytime there a swoosh of strong wind, i would duck inside the shops for fear that the dragon might see me.
After intense running and ducking, i managed to arrive to the LRT station unscathed. I bought the ticket to Kelana Jaya and made my way to the terminal. There i scanned the sky for the dragon but thankfully, it was nowhere to be seen.
Since that day, I never encounter the dragon again. Maybe it is bidding its own time to strike me when i least expects it. It have proven itself to be quite resourceful and sneaky. I am thankful that I escaped alive, though i regret that i have lost both my Vorpal blade and MacBook Air. I did went back to the alley a couple of times after the encounter to possibly retrieve back my MacBook and sword, but i found it. I sure miss it. But at least, i am left with a good story to tell my grandkids, about how I lost my MacBook Air. And the Vorpal sword.

Monday, January 07, 2008

I was tagged by my wife

Now here's eight (8) random facts about myself:
1) I prefer asipirin than paracetamol
2) I'm getting bald
3) I can finally type without looking at the keyboard.
4) I've got a thermos mug with the name of my current employer printed on it. It's a little thank you gift given to me after i helped the guy in charge distributing the mugs.
5) I'm getting fat (or was that an opinion?)
6) I've always wanted a pair of wings.
7) And wolverine's adamantium claws.
8) And a sword.

The Memory Keeper's Daughter

Since dila recently posted an entry about a book she read. I feel the need to do so too. I've recently finished reading The Memory Keeper's Daughter. It took me quite some time to do so, mostly due to meeting deadlines and drowning my sorrows in games (which always happens when there's deadlines to be met. Ah! the vicious cycle!).
The book tells the story about secrets. Or rather the lives that are affected due to secrets and wrong choices. It follows the life of David, his family and also Caroline, David's co-worker. How the choice that David makes shapes his life, his family and also Caroline's.
In the book we see how their life unfolds in a sort of a parallel narration. In something like a 'what might have been'. Shoot! i can't write a decent book review! Just read the damn book! it's nice. Why is it nice, you ask? Because i say so!
Maybe i should write book reviews more. Did you know that Neil Gaiman started off writing book reviews? Well he did. But it was so that he'd get to know people in the industry and get some networking going.