Edinburgh castle and town - view from rooftop of Royal Museum of Scotland, Edinburgh.
"Taking responsibility provides a sense of control - a sense that we are in charge of our own destiny"
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Monday, September 25, 2006
Oldies Collections...& wee update
10 Golden Rules by Dr Nordin Darus
Temporarily signing off,
Anggerik Merah
Wee update (sept 28, 2006)
Came back from Terawih prayer at prayer's room in campus last nite. Feel so serene walking through a quiet nite with drizzle in between car park to the doorstep of the room. It was a good break from my four wall of flat.
Was in front of my PC. Had a short chat with a close fren abt happenings. Toward the end of chatting (which quite an interesting one... make me want to go on to understand more what it is all about...as I could have many interpretations to a puzzle post to me...)...I was disturbed by my mobile. My mind was divided into two thots at the same time, with writing and speaking. We ended the chat with salam while I was still talking to another fren abt his bad news.
The call was from an Indian fren migrated to Calgary. He was my ex-project consultant some years back. A father figure (50+) and down to earth person. He always called me at least every forthnight to track on my progress and provide loads of support on emotional ups & down wrt this process. I felt as if I am a child to him. Sometimes I felt embarrass to myself if I didn't make much progress as it should be. I have to admit at time whenever I was terribly down with homesick..I drove myself crazy until I calm down and be rational in my thinking. That is quite normal as a human being.
He called to let me know that his mother passed away and he will be travelling back to India tomorrow via London. My deepest condolence to him and his family. May his mother rest in peace. So nice of him to call to let me know the bad news. That is what fren is all about no matter where we are...we share both happy and sad moments in life..that keeps our friendship stronger...
It must be very hard to be away from family at time like this and not have the opportunity to be at mom's bedside before she left the world. But that is life and the choice that we make...We have to accept all consequences that comes along the way...
Deep in my heart, I always pray to HIM to let me be there if I ever have to face similar situation.
Life goes on...
Friday, September 22, 2006
Salam Ramadhan & A Love Like No Other
Beautiful song from Zubir Ali...siapa tak pernah menangis.
Untuk semua rakan bloggers, Anggerik Merah ingin mengucapkan Ramadhan Al Mubarak.
Semuga kedatangannya memberi kedamaian & ketenangan dijiwa kita semua.
Semuga segala amalan kita diberkati olehNya.
Semuga kita sentiasa diberi pertunjuknya dan dilindungi oleh Nya walau dimana pun kita berada dimuka bumi ini.
Semuga kita semua diberi kejayaan dunia dan akhirat.
Semuga kita diberi keberkatan disepanjang bulan yang mulia ini.
Anggerik Merah ingin menyusun jari sepuluh memohon kemaafan seandainya yang tertulis, tersalah bicara, terkasar bahasa secara tidak disedari menyakiti hati sesiapa dialam cyber ini maupun dialam realiti. Sesungguhnya yang cacat cela itu adalah kelemahan diriku sendiri. Yang terbaik adalah dariNya jua.
Rakan-rakan yang dikasihi semua, izinkan Anggerik merah mengundur diri buat seketika waktu. Insyaallah, sekiranya dipanjangkan umur dapatlah kita bertemu lagi dialam cyber atau di alam realiti.
Ceria-ceria selalu...
.....and this lovely poem is dedicated to all of u out there...
A Love Like No Other
I never felt a love
Like this before
It's a love like no other
Something I have always hoped for
A love with friendship
Humour and heart
A bond so strong
It would never part
A love that makes you smile
From ear to ear
A love that is joyful
Without any fear
A love that is beautiful
From the inside out
A love with no tears, Pain, or doubt
A love with soul
So tender and true
A love that I have found
Only in you...you....you and all of you
- Author Unknown -
Keep smiling, laughing...& loving..:-) :-) :-) :-)
Anggerik Merahanggerik2005@yahoo.com
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
By the window...
What life can compare to this?
Sitting quietly by the window,
I watch the leaves fall
and the flowers bloom,
as the seasons come and go
HSUEH-TOU (982 - 1052)
Moment to express...
To my dearest family & friends,
behind smile & laugh, no single word to describe how much I miss those whom I love and those who love me.
Sept 20, 2006 11:30 pm
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Westlife - Flying Without Wings
Everybody's looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You'll find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover's eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You'll find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You'll find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all your life
And when you know how much that means
You've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
So, impossible as they may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
Cos who's to know which one you let go
Would have made you complete
Well, for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
In any given time or place
It's little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it's like flying without wings
Cos you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
And you're the place my life begins
And you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy you bring
I'm flying without wings
Everybody's looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You'll find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover's eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You'll find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You'll find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all your life
And when you know how much that means
You've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
So, impossible as they may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
Cos who's to know which one you let go
Would have made you complete
Well, for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
In any given time or place
It's little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it's like flying without wings
Cos you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
And you're the place my life begins
And you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy you bring
I'm flying without wings
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
You'll Be In My Heart
It has been a year since I first started my blog.
Very memorable and interesting journey for me in this world of blogsphere. Now is the time to pause, reflect and refresh.
Many wonderful people I know out there sharing their life stories, scribbles, jokes, poem and view on many issues. I am glad to be one of them to share mine. Most are about my life journey...
Most importantly, with some (in both real and virtual world) I had become closer as friends/buddy to share more of life journey, to support each other during happy and sad moments simply because we need each other.
Very memorable and interesting journey for me in this world of blogsphere. Now is the time to pause, reflect and refresh.
Many wonderful people I know out there sharing their life stories, scribbles, jokes, poem and view on many issues. I am glad to be one of them to share mine. Most are about my life journey...
Most importantly, with some (in both real and virtual world) I had become closer as friends/buddy to share more of life journey, to support each other during happy and sad moments simply because we need each other.
Together...
We learn
We re-learn
We smile
We laugh
We cry
We hug
We wink
We flirt
We kiss
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Let water flow from head to toe while my fingers caress my hair and my body in the shower ...what a bliss! Thought, imagination and nostalgic moments come to mind with free flow as free as the flowing water. So pleasant to see drops of water dripping everywhere...
This morning my mind was brought back to a decade ago in Salt Spring Island of British Columbia. I was there for commissioning a piece of device we designed together with a consultant, Phillip. Phillip own a small company for fabrication of specialize device. The idea mooted after unavailability off the shelf device to suit our application.
Salt Spring is a small beautiful island in between Vancouver and Victoria. Salt Spring, the largest of the Gulf Islands, described as home to indisputably eccentric, laid back, offbeat, and most importantly, friendly people. The island is well known throughout Canada as being an artist sanctuary. http://salt-spring-island.travel.bc.ca/. Goggled for latest info, I realized so much change on this used to be “undisturbed/virgin” island.
To get there, either by ferry from Vancouver/Victoria or by seaplane. Seaplane is the fastest means getting there. Yes, imagine Oldies Fantasy Island …the plane! ...the plane!..the plane! Together with my technician, we took the seaplane from Vancouver. Ahh…what an experience. My wild imagination was on the Fantasy Island Story during plane ride..Some collections of old photos in Salt Spring and Victoria.
We stayed in a small motel run by a local. He is a retired geologist. Upon retirement the owner managed a double storey motel as a business for living. A good retirement plan indeed!. The motel is fully equipped with kitchen facilities in each room. It is more like a studio apartment. At that time there was not much choice of places to eat out within the island. It is really a conservative place, slow development with a very small town just sufficient to provide the locals basic needs.
Several times Phillip brought us to his home to be with his family. A very lovely wife and 2 kids, a boy and a girl. These two kids must have grown up by now. Unfortunately I have lost touch with this family for many years. Several years ago I was told that this family had moved back to mainland, most likely Calgary.
It was interesting enough to know and to meet several retired professional from our industry residing in this beautiful and quiet island. They build their house facing a beautiful bay. So.. so.. serene. One of the retiree, very old and wonderful man and a neighbor to Phillip, brought us to his beautiful and huge home for dinner and also for a boat ride along the island. The unforgettable moment was when he offered me to maneuver his boat and he took my pictures. So nice of him. I have lost touch with him and his lovely wife. I don’t know if they are still alive.
Phillip brought us to a huge inorganic farm owned by professional farmer. That was the first time I was introduced to inorganic vegetables. Those days inorganic plant was not known to many people and hardly found in the supermarket. This riggered my interest to try hydrophonic gardening at home for several types of vegetables and also a planting my own vegetables within my wee compound. It was so enjoyable to see the plant growing! However the hydrophonic vege is a bit of tasteless..
I was brought back to Salt Spring Island again together with my two other colleague the following year. Another idea was mooted when Phillip and I had a coffee break during my first visit there. While sipping hot chocholate, we visualised and did some preliminary scatch. We brought the idea to reality.
Point to ponder is that the idea only comes when we are not forcing to think hard about it…but while doing something else..like showering, sipping hot chocholate…or even dreaming… or…. or….. or….(maybe more can be added here…)
Opppsss..I better get dress ...the towel is already dried by now....:-))
Sept 6, 2006
This morning my mind was brought back to a decade ago in Salt Spring Island of British Columbia. I was there for commissioning a piece of device we designed together with a consultant, Phillip. Phillip own a small company for fabrication of specialize device. The idea mooted after unavailability off the shelf device to suit our application.
Salt Spring is a small beautiful island in between Vancouver and Victoria. Salt Spring, the largest of the Gulf Islands, described as home to indisputably eccentric, laid back, offbeat, and most importantly, friendly people. The island is well known throughout Canada as being an artist sanctuary. http://salt-spring-island.travel.bc.ca/. Goggled for latest info, I realized so much change on this used to be “undisturbed/virgin” island.
To get there, either by ferry from Vancouver/Victoria or by seaplane. Seaplane is the fastest means getting there. Yes, imagine Oldies Fantasy Island …the plane! ...the plane!..the plane! Together with my technician, we took the seaplane from Vancouver. Ahh…what an experience. My wild imagination was on the Fantasy Island Story during plane ride..Some collections of old photos in Salt Spring and Victoria.
We stayed in a small motel run by a local. He is a retired geologist. Upon retirement the owner managed a double storey motel as a business for living. A good retirement plan indeed!. The motel is fully equipped with kitchen facilities in each room. It is more like a studio apartment. At that time there was not much choice of places to eat out within the island. It is really a conservative place, slow development with a very small town just sufficient to provide the locals basic needs.
Several times Phillip brought us to his home to be with his family. A very lovely wife and 2 kids, a boy and a girl. These two kids must have grown up by now. Unfortunately I have lost touch with this family for many years. Several years ago I was told that this family had moved back to mainland, most likely Calgary.
It was interesting enough to know and to meet several retired professional from our industry residing in this beautiful and quiet island. They build their house facing a beautiful bay. So.. so.. serene. One of the retiree, very old and wonderful man and a neighbor to Phillip, brought us to his beautiful and huge home for dinner and also for a boat ride along the island. The unforgettable moment was when he offered me to maneuver his boat and he took my pictures. So nice of him. I have lost touch with him and his lovely wife. I don’t know if they are still alive.
Phillip brought us to a huge inorganic farm owned by professional farmer. That was the first time I was introduced to inorganic vegetables. Those days inorganic plant was not known to many people and hardly found in the supermarket. This riggered my interest to try hydrophonic gardening at home for several types of vegetables and also a planting my own vegetables within my wee compound. It was so enjoyable to see the plant growing! However the hydrophonic vege is a bit of tasteless..
I was brought back to Salt Spring Island again together with my two other colleague the following year. Another idea was mooted when Phillip and I had a coffee break during my first visit there. While sipping hot chocholate, we visualised and did some preliminary scatch. We brought the idea to reality.
Point to ponder is that the idea only comes when we are not forcing to think hard about it…but while doing something else..like showering, sipping hot chocholate…or even dreaming… or…. or….. or….(maybe more can be added here…)
Opppsss..I better get dress ...the towel is already dried by now....:-))
Sept 6, 2006
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Enjoy life to the fullest
Sticking my butt on the chair far too long really make me feel that I need to get out from my flat.
I went for a walk around village today to inhale fresh air in a bright sunshine but chill wind. It helps to clear up my crowded brain.
While walking along the main road, I heard a car horn. The driver and passengers were waving at me. So I waved them back. Was not sure for what. I guess just for fun.
I came back and decided to write something that come into my thots...
Last week I had a walk. I was tempted to go through a narrow path in the jungle which is a jungle track behind nearby high school. Ohhh...that reminds me how much I miss jungle tracking & other rough activities.
I went half way and saw three high school boys in that jungle. I couldn't clearly see what they were doing. I changed my mind and turned back. Several incidents in the jungle with rappist and killing had make me think twice to go thru jungle track alone. I wasn't very brave to walk alone in such place.
I miss my lil man very much. Fair enough, I called him at least once every other day if not everyday. Normally I asked him any story he wants to tell me. If there was no story then he would suggest to me to create imaginary story..about anything... just to have fun and laugh.
Enjoy life was a theme for my lil man and also his other best friends.
For lil man, drawing some weird characters which I could not understand was something he enjoyed doing, even in the train to London. These characters were his imaginary characters with several fingers like octapus and weird shape as well. Just wonder when will he stop imagining such undefined characters.
I went for a walk around village today to inhale fresh air in a bright sunshine but chill wind. It helps to clear up my crowded brain.
While walking along the main road, I heard a car horn. The driver and passengers were waving at me. So I waved them back. Was not sure for what. I guess just for fun.
I came back and decided to write something that come into my thots...
Last week I had a walk. I was tempted to go through a narrow path in the jungle which is a jungle track behind nearby high school. Ohhh...that reminds me how much I miss jungle tracking & other rough activities.
I went half way and saw three high school boys in that jungle. I couldn't clearly see what they were doing. I changed my mind and turned back. Several incidents in the jungle with rappist and killing had make me think twice to go thru jungle track alone. I wasn't very brave to walk alone in such place.
I miss my lil man very much. Fair enough, I called him at least once every other day if not everyday. Normally I asked him any story he wants to tell me. If there was no story then he would suggest to me to create imaginary story..about anything... just to have fun and laugh.
Enjoy life was a theme for my lil man and also his other best friends.
For lil man, drawing some weird characters which I could not understand was something he enjoyed doing, even in the train to London. These characters were his imaginary characters with several fingers like octapus and weird shape as well. Just wonder when will he stop imagining such undefined characters.
Played hide and seek in the back yard was his must do activity every time we were going out somewhere. 
And slumber party, in this case, a chocholate slumber party was fun activity with friends. The three boys had their huge chocholate coin each. They had a good time, giggled, laughed all night long until they falled a sleep.
What a fun things kids choose to do to enjoy life...
Sept 4, 2006
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Siapa Tak Pernah Menangis
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Another lyric from Zubir's album. A very lovely song I wish to capture here.
With no particular reason, maybe my reflection of life...
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Siapa yang tak pernah menangis
Dihujung setiap ketawa dan lupa
Siapakah diantara kita
Yang memalingkan muka
Ketika mendengar kalimah Tuhan?
Banyak bakti yang dapat diberi
Sepanjang hidup yang sesingkat ini
Lautan manusia berombakkan nafsu
Kebenaran terdampar di pantai kecewa
Airmata seperti mutiara
Apakah itu rasa keinsafan
Rintihan dari hati yang rindu
Apakah itu hakikat cintamu
Lagu: Zubir Ali
Lirik: Nazri
Dihujung setiap ketawa dan lupa
Siapakah diantara kita
Yang memalingkan muka
Ketika mendengar kalimah Tuhan?
Banyak bakti yang dapat diberi
Sepanjang hidup yang sesingkat ini
Lautan manusia berombakkan nafsu
Kebenaran terdampar di pantai kecewa
Airmata seperti mutiara
Apakah itu rasa keinsafan
Rintihan dari hati yang rindu
Apakah itu hakikat cintamu
Lagu: Zubir Ali
Lirik: Nazri
Friday, September 01, 2006
Pesanan Orang Tua
I receive a forwarded email from a friend today. I wish to post it here for me to read. And also to share with others who wish to read... semuga memberi menafaat untuk kita bersama..
Will be back with my own entry later when I am physically fit*. Till then....
Will be back with my own entry later when I am physically fit*. Till then....
* due to hormone imbalance which driving me nuts & melancholic!
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Assalamualaikum,
I feel its good to relay to everyone kisah benar yang saya lalui.
Baru - baru ni ketika saya nak ke Surau berdekatan dgn rumah saya untuk sembahyang Isyak, seorang pak cik berjanggut putih dan berjubah putih dari jauh melemparkan senyum kepada saya. Kerana masih ada banyak waktu, saya tunggu pak cik berjanggut putih tu dan bertongkat yang tidak saya kenali itu. Timbul di hati saya untuk jalan seiringan ke surau.
Bila beliau hampir pada saya, kami saling memberi salam. Orangnya sudah berumur. Tiba-tiba, pak cik itu memulakan perbualan. Beliau cakap dalam bahasa Melayu dan Inggeris ( speaking landong lagi) yang agak baik. Beliau cakap semua ayat Quran baik dan penting, tapi ada tiga surah yang beliau 'pegang' betul-betul, dan beliau nasihatkan saya supaya pegang betul-betul juga. Beliau juga nasihatkan saya supaya pesan pada anak-anak supaya pegangnya betul-betul.
Pertama, kata beliau, surah Al-Fatihah. Selain penting untuk sah sembahyang, ia juga ada doa minta bantuan Tuhan dan mintak tunjukkan jalan yang betul. Mudah-mudahan dengan 'menjaga' bersungguh-sungguh surah Al-Fatihah, akan terbuka pintu bantuan dan jalan yang betul untuk kita, kata pakcik.
Kedua, Surah Al-Ikhlas. Surah ini, katanya, surah tauhid. Kita mesti ingat Tuhan itu Esa dan semua amalan mesti untuknya. Tak guna buat baik tapi tak ikhlas.
Ketiga, surah Al-Kafirun, kata pak cik. Bahagian ini, menarik sikit. Pak cik tu cakap surah Al-Kafirun ada kena mengena dengan zaman sekarang, zaman globalisasi. Dalam zaman globalisasi, katanya,anak-anak saya mesti diajar supaya pegang betul-betul surah itu. Sebab, dalam zaman globalisasi, anak saya mungkin kena kerja atau belajar sampai ke Amerika atau ke mana-mana. Kalau dia pegang pada surah Al-Kafirun, insya-Allah, dia akan selamat, kata pakcik. Dia akan bergaul dengan orang beragama lain, tapi dia sedar'untukmu agamamu, untukku agamaku'.
Betul juga, fikir saya. Kemudian, pak cik cakap ada satu lagi perkara yang saya mesti pegang. Orang Islam, katanya, mesti ada tiga kekuatan.
Pertama, kekuatan minda.
Minda, kata pak cik, ialah ilmu. Orang Islam mesti ada ilmu,termasuk ilmu moden, ilmu teknologi, ilmu teknologi maklumat (IT) dan sebagainya kerana ilmu-ilmu itu perlu untuk hidup.
Kedua, kekuatan hati.
Hati ialah iman, kata pak cik. Hati orang Islam mesti kuat supaya betapa banyak sekali pun ilmunya, dia sedar siapa yang lebih berkuasa. Bila ilmu ada iman, barulah ilmu dan hidup jadi betul. Kalau minda kuat tapi hati tak kuat, maknanya kekuatan tak seimbang dan ilmu boleh rosakkan iman, kata pak cik.
Ketiga, kuat fizikal.
Pertama-pertama, kalau tubuh badan lemah, susah ilmu nak masuk dalam minda, kata pak cik. Kalau pun ada ilmu dan ada iman, jika tubuh badan tak kuat, susah nak beramal. Maknanya, kekuatan masih tak seimbang, katanya.
Habis saja pak cik cakap pasal tiga surah dan tiga kekuatan, beliau minta diri dan hilang dari pandangan saya setiba nya di surau tersebut.
Terima kasih kepada pak cik berjanggut tu. Sebelum itu beliau berpesan agar saya sebarkan kepada yang lain. Pesanannya memang baik untuk saya sampaikan. Terpulang kepada anda untuk menerima nya atau tidak.
Segala yang baik adalah ilham dari Allah dan segala yang buruk itu datang dari kelemahan setiap insan.
~Wallahualam~
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