<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935</id><updated>2009-11-03T16:26:14.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this &amp; that</title><subtitle type='html'>when keledek at work</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-4329658880514130103</id><published>2009-09-24T10:54:00.061+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:03:01.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assalamualaikum w.b.t and hi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m back to clear the ‘blog web’only when Syawal comes! No la, just have the time with freedom of mind to do so, plus mood to write. Pathetic me, I’ve been extremely quite to those (other than officemates) I used to say hi till there was even an sms asking ‘Still alive?’ Just smiled and I didn’t blame them. Luckily the sms brought smile to me because it was during free-stressed period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This raya is just great although feelings for raya wasn’t there a week before raya. Not like years back, I would be so busy with last minute shopping, writing and sending physical raya cards to at least my parents,grandparents,aunties, taking and delivering tart, batang buruk muar and bunga api ordering. But then all because of work,forgotten all about it.I don’t even have the desire to join those in the office chit-chot on raya preparations. Lucky my husband and I had all the preparations ready by 1st week of Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is the 6th raya celebrating together with husband and we celebrated raya eve and 1st raya with my family at grandpa+grandma’s home in Melaka. Every 2 years has always been exciting because all of mom’s siblings of 6 would celebrated raya together. You can just imagine almost 40 people in a house! Don’t be surprised that my grandpa’s crib can fit all with each family given in a room. Siap a room for si bujang and anak dara each. Of course the bujang ended up sleeping in the living hall after watching TV. Most challenging was during taking family pictures . Since last 2 years, we have changed location of photo taking to outside the house. Dah tak muat dalam rumah. Getting all ready especially small kids, and orang tua yang tak tahan panas and complaining just added to the fun. Giving away ‘duit raya’ was also part of the raya event. Banyak woo..17 cousins not including the oldies lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in light blue this year. Good that we did not share the same colour with other families! I just love my 2 princesses in same baju kurung. They really enjoyed themselves running, playing and got entertained by their aunties (my cousin) with cutely-mischief looks at their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd raya morning we left Melaka for Kajang. Faizal’s (my husband) brother &amp;amp; sisters were still in Kajang when we arrived after 1 hour plus journey. More lively this year because we went beraya together, received guests, played bunga api + mercun. Alhamdulillah, simply meriah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home on the 4th raya before Maghrib. The road was still clear and our neighborhood seemed to be still quite and today I’m on 2nd day at work. Adalah beberapa ‘ketul’ officemates yang also back to work enjoying stressed-free moments while we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again, salam aidilfitri &amp;amp; maaf zahir batin. Thinking of holding Nuha's 4th b'day party cum open house but haven't decided when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: I wonder how is my good friend doing, Mdm Azizzeanna Hassan, suppose to receive good news on her giving borth,tapi senyap saja…Pray that everything goes smoothly&lt;/span&gt; AMIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SrwxCofyvuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bz8PzXgMSds/s1600-h/P9204511.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233175728537314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SrwxCofyvuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bz8PzXgMSds/s320/P9204511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The 4 of us in blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/Srwv4rAuyBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/rzS0naYzy-k/s1600-h/P9204517.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385231905093240850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/Srwv4rAuyBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/rzS0naYzy-k/s320/P9204517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bak with his princesses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/Srw2aPkzybI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZVzhnk1wKwA/s1600-h/P9204520.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385239078913690034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/Srw2aPkzybI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZVzhnk1wKwA/s320/P9204520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Salam Aidilfitri from Nuha, Nisa, Bak &amp;amp; Ummi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SrwzdIUw2DI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9P9ht6y-qB8/s1600-h/P9204508.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-4329658880514130103?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/4329658880514130103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=4329658880514130103&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4329658880514130103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4329658880514130103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-aidilfitri.html' title='Great Aidilfitri'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SrwxCofyvuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bz8PzXgMSds/s72-c/P9204511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-2807934227286097860</id><published>2009-05-03T09:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:52:53.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable experience</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum w.b.t and hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many of the readers quit peeping this blogpage. No update for more than 2 months. Always busy with office work during the day and with the kids once at home. Starting last week, its Umrah season again. Few people that I know will be visiting Makkah &amp; Madinah , either 1st time or again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversince we left Makkah, the feeling being in Masjidil Haram always something that we missed. I can never forget how I felt when I was 1st time in ihram, 1st journey to Makkah from Madinah, first time when witnessed Kaabah. Heart pounding just like each time I was taking exam or going for my ceasarian. We went inside Masjidil Haram with our Mutawwif (somekind like tour group leader appointed by Tabung Haji) and the other jemaah. The moment when I first sighted Kaabah with my very own eyes, I felt so small. How a person like me who is full of sins as long as I lived was given the chance to be there, witnessing Kaabah. I can never described my feelings but the scenary is just like in a dream. It was after Asar and the weather was just nice. Completed our first umrah just before Maghrib.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our rezeki indeed and with Allah permission that we had the chance to go during less crowd. There met Muslims from all around the world. When we were there, group from Turkey just arrived, so there were many of them. Of course the ladies were all very nice people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband &amp; I considered ourselves as lucky as we went there with my mom &amp; sis-in-law who have been there. They shared a lot of their experiences on what should/shouldn't be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of new things that I discover over there which I would like to share with you. Allow me to out in points form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Preferbly kalau ada rezeki, if you are 1st timer, try to go during the 1st 3 months after Hajj season because according to our Mutawwif, that is the best time with less crowd. It was our rezeki that it was still winter at that time although it almost ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;You can see the difference in crowd between weekdays &amp; weekends. On weekends, families prefer to spend their weekend at either Masjid Nabawi or Masjidil Haram. Hearing kids/babies crying during prayers is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Every Monday and Thursday during Maghrib prayers, don't be surprised people bringing in food to the mosques and offer you food/drinks because they break their fast there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Some of the lady guards can speak English,many of the cleaners/some of the guard are Indonesians (in full face-hijab of course) so you can always ask question if you need to know anything. Separate entrance for ladies &amp; men in Masjid Nabawi but same entrance for both in Masjidil Haram. There are a lot of entrances, will be good if you can remember the number of the entrance if you wish to meet your family members after umrah/prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Make sure your ihram is free from any kind of fragrance,even if its without alcohol. Bring 2-3 telekung which fabric is not that thin. Wear full-head head serkup so that your hair won't be seen if you wear the telekung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;After each prayer, for sure there will solat jenazah. The men will always take the chance to at least hold/carry the jenazah. Besar ganjarannya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Occasionally the roof of Masjid Nabawi will be opened. My experience was usually in between Maghrib &amp; Isya' prayers where we usually just wait the Masjid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; There is no doa Qunut also during Subuh prayer and doa in on our own. Remember, no solat sunat after Asar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;There's a lot of al-Quran in every corner of the Masjid. Some of them are with Bahasa Melayu tafsir. You can wakaf al-Quran but only al-Quran bought in Madinah/Makkah is allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Both Masjid Nabawi &amp; Masjidil Haram is huge, but just imagine, jemaah have to pray outside the masjid compound during Hajj season. In Masjidil Haram, there were quite major construction work going on especially at the Saie' area and outside the mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Do not bring any form of camera handphone inside Masjid Nabawi,the lady guards are very strict. In Makkah, we had the chance to snap pictures in Masjidil Haram :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Bring a 5-6 days clothes (day and night) if you'll be there for more than 10 days. Bring along hangers/softener if you wish to wash your own clothes. Hang in your toilet and it will dry fast because of the dry weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, take the chance and opportunity to spent as much time in either Masjidil Haram/Nabawi.. Always be patient with whatever test you'll face there and remember that doa is the most powerful weapon, not only there but anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one of the way we will feel very close to HIM..&lt;br /&gt;ALLAHUAKBAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/Si5ZgQoBjkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ahw4KBHaBm8/s1600-h/RIMG0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/Si5ZgQoBjkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ahw4KBHaBm8/s320/RIMG0617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345308218488884802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              View from 1st floor of Masjidil Haram&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-2807934227286097860?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/2807934227286097860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=2807934227286097860&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/2807934227286097860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/2807934227286097860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2009/05/unforgettable-experience.html' title='Unforgettable experience'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/Si5ZgQoBjkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ahw4KBHaBm8/s72-c/RIMG0617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-8770955575496057275</id><published>2009-03-14T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:49:34.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MasyaAllah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SbvRUs9SI2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/N5z9YCDOIR0/s1600-h/RIMG0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SbvRUs9SI2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/N5z9YCDOIR0/s320/RIMG0442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313070339009422178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the picture tells the whole story of my journey for the time being.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-8770955575496057275?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/8770955575496057275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=8770955575496057275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/8770955575496057275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/8770955575496057275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2009/03/masyaallah.html' title='MasyaAllah..'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SbvRUs9SI2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/N5z9YCDOIR0/s72-c/RIMG0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-3680096288232106738</id><published>2009-02-20T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:13:12.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be missing them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SZ7Kme8UG6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IOceab-u7do/s1600-h/P2073948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SZ7Kme8UG6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IOceab-u7do/s320/P2073948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304900173578902434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can feel it already for the past 2 weeks and today when the actual day comes, I have doubt feelings whether to bring them along to KLIA. &lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'll be strong enough not to break into tears. I'm not worried of Nisa,but Nuha. She'll be noticing us moving away from the crowd and maybe she'll start crying. I know a way,before we go, I'll ask Nuha to be taken away to shops or elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing them a lot. But people says, once you reach there, you'll be  blessed with peacefulness. InsyaAllah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-3680096288232106738?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/3680096288232106738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=3680096288232106738&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/3680096288232106738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/3680096288232106738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-be-missing-them.html' title='I&apos;ll be missing them'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SZ7Kme8UG6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IOceab-u7do/s72-c/P2073948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-2460727153440520465</id><published>2009-01-25T17:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:11:45.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day before Nisa's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum w.b.t and hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SYBxbmhb8eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0AVpA8h19qI/s1600-h/P1263672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SYBxbmhb8eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0AVpA8h19qI/s320/P1263672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296357880798900706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's fine Thursday in February and it's now lunch time. Thought of updating the blog many many times before this but as usual, no opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had great time on public holidays every Mondays. Went to JB on long Chinese New Year weekends, visiting sis and bro in laws and had the chance to attend a wedding of husbands primary friends. It was a reunion since more than 14 years when they met each other. Funny, they managed to track my husband from this blog. Maybe because very few people or maybe no one with 'Faizal Muri' name. The following weekend, (Hari Wilayah) we went back to Melaka. Seronoknya, the last time we went back was end of Syawal last year. I have been always excited to be back to granny's crib. Tenang saja rasa..Nenek and Atok of course as usual, welcomed us with Nenek's cooking. We ate our dinner at almost midnight when we reached. But as usual, air tangan nenek, finger licking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nuha, she is so into the Barbie &amp; The Diamond Castle movie (same as Anisah, @diksu's daughter) and that Jelita series theme song, Matahari by Agnes Monica.Really funny to hear she sings over and over again to fill her time in between. Sampaikan I began to love the song too, purposely have it saved in my home laptop and handphone. Kahkahkah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisa, she will turn 1 tomorrow. Her progress, she can now stand. Her appetite increases, still she maintains her cute figure. She is always excited when she sees FOOOOD. Pendek kata memang boleh menangis sakan la kalau tak bagi dia. One thing I discover the difference between Nisa and Nuha besides having good appetite is Nisa is more independant. She can keep herself entertained unless she is tired or hungry. (Food again) Senang jaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have a small family gathering tomorrow at Mama's home for Nisa's birthday. InsyaAllah, but Nisa already got her present today. From 2 dear friends@collegue of mine. Thanks,thanks and thanks again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 1st picture above taken during our journey back to KL from JB. I just love Nisa's expression..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-2460727153440520465?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/2460727153440520465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=2460727153440520465&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/2460727153440520465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/2460727153440520465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-before-nisas-1st-birthday.html' title='A day before Nisa&apos;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SYBxbmhb8eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0AVpA8h19qI/s72-c/P1263672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-5201630878461064839</id><published>2009-01-08T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:46:37.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Allah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SWYDjMfHltI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7BhCuvsZ2-4/s1600-h/syahid.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SWYDjMfHltI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7BhCuvsZ2-4/s320/syahid.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288918715575277266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried almost everyday since the first few days of the attack. Can't bear to read, watch and hear the updates. I have never care to know about the history of Palestine, but now I'm beginning to look for the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, please help our brothers and sisters. Bless them with strength..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*speechless*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-5201630878461064839?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/5201630878461064839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=5201630878461064839&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/5201630878461064839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/5201630878461064839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2009/01/ya-allah.html' title='Ya Allah..'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SWYDjMfHltI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7BhCuvsZ2-4/s72-c/syahid.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-4607984941154331242</id><published>2008-11-21T13:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:02:14.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey of life..</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too sad to think about when marriage life is not a wife or even a husband would want to live in anymore. Strange that lately I’ve been hearing or to be exact a listener to these domestic problems. One after another. It started off in August (my last entry in Aug was on this), someone who is really dear and near to me. It was heart breaking to watch your loved ones to cry over disappointment of what one expected marriage to be which is to bring happiness throughout life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know whether it's just a coincidence.Most of them didn't show any sign. Maybe they have been trying hard enough to work things out till the extend of unbearable, they decided to tell it off to someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't really want to get involve with peoples marriage problem but you wouldn't know what they have been through before they came to you. Perhaps I can provide temporary relief,even if its not that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 3rd case, I started to broke into tears along with them. I couldn't held my tears when I put myself in their shoes. Marriage happiness and laughter is no longer part of their daily life. Some ended up avoiding each other with silence, while some got into endless arguments and grudges. Some may pray hoping for brighter days to come, some gave up hope long before. Its even heart breaking to look deeply into their childrens' eyes, which said to be the symbol of their love. Even sad if this adorable babies were left behind because their parents are carried away with their problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm the best person to give them advice but at the very least, a shoulder to cry on. The best that I can give is for them to put a lot of patience, try to fix things by a peaceful and rationale discussion to resolve matters and endless pray to GOD for the best way to the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is fated that they will go through this kind of life journey. Maybe it is lesson to be learnt that things may happen to you later.I have a lot to share with bride-to-be on what to expect. Marriage life is not just being attached to our life-partner, but it takes you beyond that,and at times, we shouldn't be standing strict to our principles, there should be forgive &amp; forget and then you will be able to move on..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SUCprDKGnjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8NF7NBHp7qE/s1600-h/PA252609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SUCprDKGnjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8NF7NBHp7qE/s320/PA252609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278405320325373490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes when I was driving alone, I kept of remembering word by word of frustration. I couldn't imagine if it happens to me..nauzubillah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-4607984941154331242?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/4607984941154331242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=4607984941154331242&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4607984941154331242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4607984941154331242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/11/bismillahirrahmanirrahim-too-sad-to.html' title='Journey of life..'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SUCprDKGnjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8NF7NBHp7qE/s72-c/PA252609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-3540889206657410054</id><published>2008-11-19T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:19:20.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beginning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SSQtaYKYWEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/L8-egKzea0o/s1600-h/PA262711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SSQtaYKYWEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/L8-egKzea0o/s320/PA262711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270387395116161090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of search of a lost love in life. I have a lot to share on it especially after long silence but i need more time. Allow me to return soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-3540889206657410054?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/3540889206657410054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=3540889206657410054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/3540889206657410054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/3540889206657410054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/11/beginning.html' title='a beginning..'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SSQtaYKYWEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/L8-egKzea0o/s72-c/PA262711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-6328283275740679877</id><published>2008-08-22T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:03:11.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..a synopsis..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SK3_ZOiFvkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IMvggz04Ybs/s1600-h/DSC_2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SK3_ZOiFvkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IMvggz04Ybs/s320/DSC_2667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237122750564646466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..I have an opinion of what is really happening around me. "setiap ujian yang datang adalah tanda Allah sayangkan kita, memberi peluang kepada kita untuk mendapatkan rahmat,keredhaan dariNYA dengan bersabar menghadapi dugaan, memperbaiki kelemahan kita dan seterusnya terus mendekatkan diri padaNYA.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be continued..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-6328283275740679877?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/6328283275740679877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=6328283275740679877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/6328283275740679877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/6328283275740679877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/08/synopsis.html' title='..a synopsis..'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SK3_ZOiFvkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IMvggz04Ybs/s72-c/DSC_2667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-3366520047137527631</id><published>2008-08-21T13:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:05:54.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the EPL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SKz-snzWTdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iVogKhz5EBw/s1600-h/nasri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SKz-snzWTdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iVogKhz5EBw/s320/nasri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236840509277097426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum w.b.t. and hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am every moment excited about this. The English Premier League is back again. Last weekend was the 1st game for Arsenal against WBA. Few days before the game, husband reminded me not to have any activity for the weekend. He was looking forward for the game and Olympic single badminton final. When Lee Chong Wei lost, husband was really dissapointed. It was obvious that Chong Wei felt nervous throughout the game. I knew he was under pressure with 26 million malaysians hoping for the 1st olympic gold. His opponent Lin Dan was really good. No doubt about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been suffering from tougue ulcer and sore throat since Monday. I've never got the ulcer in my life before. Trust me, it is extremely painful. I felt like the tougue was burning every now and then. Poor me that I am having sore throat at the same time. No appetite to eat but have too sebab kebuluran. Ujian,ujian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my lunch? It is almost 2p.m. but my lunch is still not delivered. Lately my lunch from &lt;a href="http://mangkuktingkat.com"&gt;MangkukTingkat.com &lt;/a&gt;experienced delay which I think they have to look into. So far I have made my complaints but did not see any improvement yet. They better do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Arsenal new player Samir Nasri who scored Arsenal 1st goal of the season really caught my attention. He is French but is he a Muslim cause I saw him like recited doa before the 2nd half started that day, and when is Rosicky recovering from injury?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-3366520047137527631?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/3366520047137527631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=3366520047137527631&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/3366520047137527631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/3366520047137527631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-comes-epl.html' title='Here comes the EPL!!'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SKz-snzWTdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iVogKhz5EBw/s72-c/nasri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-7866162832591698488</id><published>2008-08-17T14:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:29:40.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum w.b.t. &amp; hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I would succeed in pursuading my husband to join the Avon breast cancer charity walk on last weekend. Especially on Sunday morning. Woke up as early as 6 a.m. so that we would reach the heart of KL at 7 a.m. Left kids with mom who slept over at our house the night before. This was the first time ever we  participated in such event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of people of KL in pink (most were ladies) made their way to the gathering area. Each was given a pink balloon while walking for about 3km. Sounds a long way,but we didn't realize it as we were enjoying the panaroma of Titiwangsa Lake. Thanks to Zaes's mother (muharra) who brought this opportunity to us. Susah susah saja makcik ni dapatkan event t-shirt. No regret on sacrificing our Sunday morning for a great event like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-7866162832591698488?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/7866162832591698488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=7866162832591698488&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/7866162832591698488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/7866162832591698488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/08/assalamualaikum-w.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-4793763848526189401</id><published>2008-07-17T13:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:46:50.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Theraphy</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum w.b.t &amp;amp; hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers, I want to share with you one of my many many things for my own theraphy in the hour of tense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is called 'Story Reading in Nuha's Language'. Recorded last 2 months ago if I'm not mistaken. Taken before we went home from Mom's house. Nuha have just finished her homework and all of sudden she was posed like the newscaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the opportunity by asking her to repeat. She realized that I was taking her video and that made her more excited. Can you catch any of her words? Hahahah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e935f2a1b3762fee" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAEbqiT-pXmimn7VDny7-dKo9sXavqvgcWNkPt03ijhVXsxR-ZuGKkgK-ThwD8ngVm64IsrfkBjHedCzR_cyojkk6RTZc2P1vXZvhohbX66scjjb65EVZ42f6las8WOwHTRgHFX-X4abdpcPrdK6GMXMZFSlsf77TOU2WeIA_prmh-F6DpAmcjOMcLHigo8_ZIoPMGPU7W_R2AQKDkc9Q_jSmDbIeg4yPWUrLO36BgLuj%26sigh%3D4gg8pJznMNPpfFkbWBJEi-6MdKQ%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De935f2a1b3762fee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DjvXqY6Z-dx09PawroFYHGuZAnS4&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAEbqiT-pXmimn7VDny7-dKo9sXavqvgcWNkPt03ijhVXsxR-ZuGKkgK-ThwD8ngVm64IsrfkBjHedCzR_cyojkk6RTZc2P1vXZvhohbX66scjjb65EVZ42f6las8WOwHTRgHFX-X4abdpcPrdK6GMXMZFSlsf77TOU2WeIA_prmh-F6DpAmcjOMcLHigo8_ZIoPMGPU7W_R2AQKDkc9Q_jSmDbIeg4yPWUrLO36BgLuj%26sigh%3D4gg8pJznMNPpfFkbWBJEi-6MdKQ%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De935f2a1b3762fee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DjvXqY6Z-dx09PawroFYHGuZAnS4&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: lebih kurang nak speaking,tapi kurang menjadi. So,it is called Nuha's language!&lt;br /&gt;Jadi laa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry,video captured up side down.Next to her is her cousin, Qaseh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-4793763848526189401?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e935f2a1b3762fee&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/4793763848526189401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=4793763848526189401&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4793763848526189401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4793763848526189401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-theraphy.html' title='My Theraphy'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-1372279491463347770</id><published>2008-07-11T22:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:27:45.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in One</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum w.b.t,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that Friday is here again. History proves that I am always at peace of mind all day long. Overslept today. Didn't know how I felt asleep after feeding Nisa at 5a.m.Couldn't recall snoozing the handphone alarm. All of sudden husband woke me up by saying 'Aren't you working today?'. I wasn't that panicked anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://keledek.fotopages.com"&gt;Nisa &lt;/a&gt;will turn 5 months this Sunday. I couldn't believe either. Time flies so fast. Since my last update which was in March, a lot of things happened. At work, at home, my husband's and my birthdays, our 4th anniversary, vacation to Kuantan, Nuha's 1st sports day,my brand new laptop, our 1st Olympus SLR, but I am not going to put everything here except for some recent ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Malacca about a month ago. Attended a good friend's (Zizie)engagement. My husband left my children and I at her house while he waited at Granny's house. He  was so good of giving some space for me to spend time with Zizie after so long not meeting each other. Zizie who will becoming a wife soon is among the best-est friend since my tertiary days. I'm really really glad that she found her Other Half. InsyaAllah, they will be united this coming October. Spent almost 4 hours there. Warm welcome by all her family members made our visit extremely comfortable, especially when my kids were around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I received our 1st Mothers' and Fathers' day card from Nuha. I had mine pasted at my work station. We shall keep it so that one day we may show it back to Nuha on what she did for us for the very first time. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SHd-JWOvlHI/AAAAAAAAADo/IC-olFUeW3o/s1600-h/P7061466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SHd-JWOvlHI/AAAAAAAAADo/IC-olFUeW3o/s320/P7061466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221780992010720370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, last Sunday we went to Nuha's school for Parent-Teachers day. It was sort like Report Card day. There was really a 'report card' of Nuha called 'Progress Card'. The teacher commented that Nuha is a good girl, she is well-adapt to the school environment and they could see Nuha enjoy being in school. We were given Nuha's 1st term work book. It was great and unforgettable experience for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband is now regaining his beat on golf after almost 2 months focusing on his work. I am beginning to understand golfers language and terminology. At least I can make our conversation more interesting by commenting on what he wanted to speak on. It is quite amazing to see how some people get so into what they enjoy doing, and now that my husband has gotten back his so-called 'golf-beat', just wait and see what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Really have strong passion of participating to MAKNA walk end of the month and AVON Breast Cancer walk early August. I don't know why but I felt I am ready for this kind of social gathering. Husband and kids, come on! Muharra, I'm registering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;above picture was taken by me last Sunday during Nuha's cousin Sports Day at Putrajaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-1372279491463347770?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/1372279491463347770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=1372279491463347770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/1372279491463347770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/1372279491463347770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-in-one.html' title='All in One'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/SHd-JWOvlHI/AAAAAAAAADo/IC-olFUeW3o/s72-c/P7061466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-8726338234602065301</id><published>2008-03-25T11:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:36:08.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R-hx1p2VcyI/AAAAAAAAADY/8Z8oI52R2es/s1600-h/0,,12306~3324941,00.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R-hx1p2VcyI/AAAAAAAAADY/8Z8oI52R2es/s320/0,,12306~3324941,00.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181516537870512930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speechless over what had happened and what is happening now to the Gunners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the lead for more than half of the season and now,Arsenal is pushed to third in the league table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only last few weeks (always have time to dream on during confinement) I dreamt of Arsenal being the champion again,holding up the EPL throphy in extravaganza celebrations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just 7 games left, guess that dream will just stay as a dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-8726338234602065301?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/8726338234602065301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=8726338234602065301&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/8726338234602065301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/8726338234602065301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/03/dream-on.html' title='Dream on..'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R-hx1p2VcyI/AAAAAAAAADY/8Z8oI52R2es/s72-c/0,,12306~3324941,00.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-7074636669039922020</id><published>2008-03-19T18:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:55:56.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luxury of being at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R-H7Y52VckI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oTRyugGqaLY/s1600-h/140320081300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R-H7Y52VckI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oTRyugGqaLY/s320/140320081300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179697451716932162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamulaikum &amp; hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a week before my confinement period ends, and less than a month before I'm back to work. When my mind start counting the days, I felt happy that I'm finally free from all the confinement rules but at the same time feeling down that I'm leaving all the luxury of being away from office. Leaving behind my 2 girls especially the new-family-members, Baby Nisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisa had a bad rashes on both of her cheeks. It was like mosquito bites at first. More than one. So, I applied gamat jelly but it got worst day after day. Got worried by her condition. Also worried me of what will her father says when he sees her after almost a week being abroad. Matilah teman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought her to her Paed today. He was surprised to see the rashes. Also on her latest weight reading. She is now weighing 4.5kg at 1 month and 1 week old! The paed jokingly said, "minum susu sampai rashes ye!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nuha latest, she is so adorable nowdays. Able to sing ABC completely and will sing more than 10 times a day. She will always begin with 3,4,5! Also able to sing Baa-Baa-Black-sheep nursery rhymes,and say Bismillahirahmanirrahim...not to mention her progress of vocab.Her memory is not bad.Yesterday, Nuha insisted to swim in her mini swimming pool.I told her to wait for Kak Ana,hoping that she would forget what I've promised.But when Kak Ana was back about half an hour later,she reminded me'tu,kak ana dah balik. Nak berenang'. Ingat juga rupanya dia..isk isk. Lesson learn, do not make promises which I don't intend to fulfill! :) Nanti makan diri. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bored already having to eat fish,fish,fish for 37 days now.Ate lunch and dinner for the sake of eating. I miss hot and spicy food,chicken, telur mata kerbau, Mcdonalds, KFC,tempoyak, sambal belacan. You name it. Miss my outdoor activity too. Window shopping. But now it's different. When I think of going out, I have to think of additional 'handbags' to bring along..the 2 girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Next entry will be on how I feel having 2 kids now, you really FEEL that you have kids! Serious talking man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-7074636669039922020?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/7074636669039922020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=7074636669039922020&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/7074636669039922020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/7074636669039922020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/03/luxury-of-being-at-home.html' title='Luxury of being at home'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R-H7Y52VckI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oTRyugGqaLY/s72-c/140320081300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-4191236775284673131</id><published>2008-02-21T17:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:22:45.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls - Nuha &amp; Nisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R71I1dRXyQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hDyt68SLHHY/s1600-h/180220081271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R71I1dRXyQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hDyt68SLHHY/s320/180220081271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169368030518954242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamulaikum w.b.t. &amp; Good day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the almost 10 months wait ends with the arrival of Nuha's younger sister on 13 of February 2008 (Wednesday). It was 2 days earlier than elective scheduled operations (same case as Nuha). Our babies seems to have their own dates I guess.First time experiencing the pain of contraction was really something. Although I got to feel the pain until 2cm opening in 3 hours,can't imagine how it feels in the next 8cm! Decided on c-sect operation due to baby's head not engaged (mini pathway) plus possibility of diabetic complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, I was really in suspense. Maybe because I knew the whole procedures. The nurses were nice,not to mention the great anesthetist. My gynae father actually. Felt extremely sleepy from the moment epidural was injected in. Held myself not to fall asleep. Husband went in OT with his videocam just before it all started.Maybe it was so obvious on my look that I was feeling a lil' bit of terrified, husband stood beside me. I thought he wanted to capture the whole procedures! It went smoothly for about 15 minutes until the moment when the head was seen. The gynae and her assistants took more than 5 minutes to pull my baby’s head out using a forceps! Her head is slightly bigger :) Ngeri jugak laa, because they tried so many times to lock the forceps but failed. Baby’s head kept on moving. My gynae had to do extra cutting and finally she is out,although there were few bruises. I cried in grateful when I heard her first cry. Masya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really sleepy and slept for 2 hours until 5 p.m. only to realize that my baby was not sent to me as expected. At 5p.m. something,husband got a call from the Paed asking him to come down to Neonatal ICU (NICU).Calm myself down praying that nothing serious. The Paed wanted my husband's approval to give formula milk to our newborn. Baby was having higher frequency of heartbeat maybe due to her forceps delivery / my diabetic condition. They monitored her until 8 p.m. and Alhamdulillah,she was sent to me after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know something? She looks exactly like Nuha when she was born..but she is better off in breastfeeding which makes me easy..not forget to mention, a great eater too:)Stayed 2 nights and we were back to Mama's home before readmitted for a night the next day because of jaundice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today the 10th day, we still have not finalized on the name but for sure,her 1st name is &lt;strong&gt;Nisa&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-4191236775284673131?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/4191236775284673131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=4191236775284673131&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4191236775284673131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4191236775284673131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-girls.html' title='My Girls - Nuha &amp; Nisa'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R71I1dRXyQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hDyt68SLHHY/s72-c/180220081271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-6115414240630437955</id><published>2008-01-10T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T14:20:51.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My SweetPie at School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R4Wt_e6nPrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ON2eVtQbPo0/s1600-h/070120081186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R4Wt_e6nPrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ON2eVtQbPo0/s320/070120081186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153716654737669810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum w.b.t. and greetings,&lt;br /&gt;Salam Maal Hijrah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe my own that my lil'baby is now schooling at the age of 2 years and 3 months!Moreover she is placed with 4 years old kids class because there is only 2 of 3 years old kids.Still she'll be doing 3 years old activities.I took half-day leave on her 1st day of school.Not having much difficulties in waking her up,I got her ready at a very slow phase,not wanting her to feel the shock.I was lucky that she was feeling excited to put her uniform on,shoes and school bag.Maybe because that we have been telling her that she'll be in school for the last 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 5 minutes past 9 a.m. when we arrived,when majority of the kids were already in school.We sat Nuha on one of the cute mushroom seat and she was observing the environment. Made her comfortable by asking her to pick and play books and toys which were placed on the shelves.I could see that she was comfortable,maybe because we have brought her twice to the pre-school.After 10 minutes, we went out the class and waited at the counter,crossing fingers that she wouldn't cry after noticing that we were not with her.I could hear 2 other kids crying loud while the teachers tried to calm them down.Peeped through tinted glass, Nuha's anxious father said that Nuha was doing just fine.Entertaining herself.Bagus,bagus..then we left the school after 20 minutes waiting at the counter. Even still,while waiting for her for about 2 hours,I anxiously thinking how did Nuha do with unfamiliar environment and strangers around her. Gabra you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes before school ended, we were already at Nuha's school.I was ready to capture the moments with a videocam :)After being called by a teacher,Nuha came out being so quiet and so in shy mood.I was feeling so proud of her to see that she was doing fine and not crying when she saw us.The teacher told us that she did cry once but was OK after being involved with activities. On the way back, she couldn't stop talking about her 1st day at school although we couldn't understand half of her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she has been in school for 3 days, we are hoping that she'll enjoy her schooldays and pick up positive development values at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-6115414240630437955?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/6115414240630437955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=6115414240630437955&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/6115414240630437955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/6115414240630437955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-sweetpie-at-school.html' title='My SweetPie at School!'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R4Wt_e6nPrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ON2eVtQbPo0/s72-c/070120081186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-775639595683450424</id><published>2007-12-06T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T17:57:12.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diabetics &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R1kYrtzsEII/AAAAAAAAAAM/capHE1lFUcA/s1600-h/PA277134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R1kYrtzsEII/AAAAAAAAAAM/capHE1lFUcA/s320/PA277134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141167588929966210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum w.b.t. and hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eating habit has changed since I did my glucose test about 2 weeks ago. At the stage of having big appetite, the first 2-3 days was a torture for me. Just imagine, I can only have 2 slices of only wholemeal bread + a small glass of skim/low fat milk and for brunch (if I'm hungry), am allowed to just take 2 cream crackers biscuits. Lunch and dinner, just a small portion of rice plus protein. And most of all, I need to avoid sweet/fruit drinks which I've been regularly taking for the past 4 months or so. For own good I need to maintain current diet for at least the next 10 weeks.No choclate / ice cream. Uuuuu...sedihnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on leave today. It is raining outside and it was cloudy since morning. I switched on Play House Disney Channel for Nuha so that she'll have interest on watching it.Unlike other toddlers,Nuha hardy stands 10 minutes in front of the TV. Nuha on toilet train for the past 2 weeks. Being the 1st experience, it was quite challenging for me. At first, I did not put on her diapers. More than 5 times she 'wee wee' at places other than toilet! Then I decided to put her diapers on and brought her to the toilet every 15-30 minutes. Eventhough she still can't tell that she needs to go to the bathroom, but now she knows and tell when she wants to do 'big business' :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this mission will succeed before December ends. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of Nuha birthday party held on 27/10/07. Courtesy of Aunty Jojet.She was having bad diarrhea and was admitted to the hospital next 2 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-775639595683450424?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/775639595683450424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=775639595683450424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/775639595683450424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/775639595683450424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2007/12/diabetics-me.html' title='Diabetics &amp; Me'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zcejxO9z40E/R1kYrtzsEII/AAAAAAAAAAM/capHE1lFUcA/s72-c/PA277134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-9214967544441123019</id><published>2007-10-17T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:32:25.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum w.b.t &amp; hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 5th Syawal and I'm in blog-writing mood.&lt;br /&gt;At last after a long break. Many many times I have offline drafted my entry but was always made to postponed the idea of completing.Unstable mood-swings nowdays! Hihih..yah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great raya this year. First time after 4 years of raya as a wife, we went back to my mom's hometown in Padang Temu,Melaka.Arrived at 11 a.m. on the day before Raya.Smooth journey.Only my aunt family arrived a day earlier. Surprisingly, dapur tak berasap. Usually by that time, we have started cooking raya dishes. &lt;br /&gt;Maklumlah,chief cook delayed their arrival :) I took charge of preparing the last berbuka puasa dishes. Indeed very challenging with Nuha wanting to be carried most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kecoh sungguh rumah nenek &amp; atok starting Maghrib. Almost each corner of the house. Memang seronok. Uncles were so helpful to light up the pelita. My youngest uncle brought stocks of bunga api. This year Nuha dah pandai main bunga api. She would even happily scream seeing the pelita.Kalau bunga api lagilah excited si kecik tu! &lt;br /&gt;The next day as usual, the most exciting part was the photo-taking session. Mencabar sungguh nak gather all 8 families! Yang menangis, yang berlari sana-sini. My cousins laa of course.Spent the whole day at home. Felt a long day on 1st raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning as planned, we left for JB at 8.30 a.m. Again smooth journey.Met my inlaws. It was our first time celebrating raya at JB.If not it will always be at Kajang. JB is where my husband was born and raised up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd raya, we were back to KL. Will be back to work on the 7th raya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to pay visits to friends and relatives house. Ada ke yang nak mengajak? Anyway, its raya, redah aje... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:this year theme GREEN. Noticed others chosed green as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/IMG_2236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/th_IMG_2236.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/IMG_2162.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/th_IMG_2162.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           -1st time ever Raya without camera. Ihsan from Uncle KuLan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-9214967544441123019?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/9214967544441123019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=9214967544441123019&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/9214967544441123019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/9214967544441123019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2007/10/salam-aidilfitri.html' title='Salam Aidilfitri'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-5124578770248607527</id><published>2007-07-19T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T18:58:08.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She makes my day</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum w.b.t. &amp; good day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to office after a day of training. Quite blur on what I should start first this morning. Felt like I had been out of the office more than 3 days. I do have a list of work pending to complete. Glad that no datelines for all of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of sudden, I remember what Nuha did this morning. Again, she was forced to get up since we were off to work. Lazily. Maybe because she just got back to bed after having her milk. I laid her on the carpet so that I could make the bed. Just to make her quite and felt accompanied, I put on my powder and lipstick while sitting beside her. After I thought she felt a little bit comfortable, I left her to the bed. Slowly I saw she sit up and gently open the zip of my handbag. The zip was broken so she must be careful to open it. She did it! I mean opening my beg. Still watching her from distance, she took out my lipstick case and tadaa!!! She put on the not-so-bright-red lipstick of mine. She put on the lipstick everywhere around except on her lips! I should have taken picture of her in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of her really make my day..she is so darling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-5124578770248607527?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/5124578770248607527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=5124578770248607527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/5124578770248607527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/5124578770248607527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-makes-my-day.html' title='She makes my day'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-6929809093567124239</id><published>2007-06-27T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T08:00:06.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Birthday Note</title><content type='html'>First time ever,would like to put online a birthday note to my life companion. A man who is always there for me. A man who is very different with other people, portrays to be very strict and cold-blooded but very kind and caring inside. One special thing,which I think I am so grateful to have him, he is a very good listener and of course a well-doing counsellor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anyone would love and understands my family and I as much as he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Allah for HIS precious gift and thanks to the birthday-man-in-my-life for all what he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/DSC_0054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/th_DSC_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/P8130314.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/th_P8130314.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-6929809093567124239?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/6929809093567124239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=6929809093567124239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/6929809093567124239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/6929809093567124239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2007/06/special-birthday-note.html' title='A Special Birthday Note'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-5261154836498603063</id><published>2007-05-30T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:29:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid year - 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Assalamualaikum w.b.t. and hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have never fell ill as frequent as in May. Early of the month, I was having sore throat followed by very bad cough. It was the worse in my life till I couldn’t sleep at night. Maybe this is how my husband and mama used to have. Sleepless night till I was forced to take 1 day medical leave last 2 weeks. My cough was OK after almost 2 weeks until I could not resist for cold and icy water last weekend. Punyalah melantak, and finally I had sore throat + cough + running nose again now. I learnt my lesson…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was really looking forward to spend a night or two at some of the local spots with just my husband, Nuha and I. Somewhere near, just to be away from home. Planned something 2 weeks ago but it did not happened. We are planning for another one on 3rd week of June. I just hope it works this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on Nuha, she is almost 20 months now. Less grumpy, beginning to understand conversation and orders, learning to express her wants, loves when a lot of people around. Enjoy walking on her own at public places i.e. the mall. My husband and I have a tough time watching and running after her. New development, try to make her own milk! When she couldn’t open her bottle, she will ask for help. Especially from her Bak. I also noticed that she loves to lick her milk powder and it seems ‘finger linkin’ good’ to her. One more, she can now express her dissatisfaction. Indeed she’s great on this. At some instance we have to tolerate her especially during meal. The most I like about Nuha is when she is forced to wake up in the morning. She will just ignore us who are getting ready for work and continue lying on the bed..without feeling guilty :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just watch her latest appearance at 20 months old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/DSC_0070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/th_DSC_0070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/DSC_0092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/th_DSC_0092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/DSC_0104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/th_DSC_0104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/DSC_0070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/DSC_0092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/DSC_0104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/left&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-5261154836498603063?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/5261154836498603063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=5261154836498603063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/5261154836498603063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/5261154836498603063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2007/05/mid-year-2007.html' title='Mid year - 2007'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-3903886104676460532</id><published>2007-04-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:37:06.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Arsenal, Prison Break and Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Assalamualaikum and hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite tired of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Arsenal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; losing track by rows of defeat. One clear reason is that the team really deeply in need of a striker. In fact, I would think 2 is the best. Lost my interest even to know match results. But well, there are always ups and downs. Reaching almost end of the league, I do hope Arsenal make it for the Top 4, or else, I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prison Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – had been the main agenda for my husband and I (Nuha included) for the past 2 weeks. Recommended my husband to buy the 1st season DVD of the sequel. Spent the weekends and weekdays nights watching episodes after episodes. Just before we complete the 1st season, my husband came back home bringing DVDs of 2nd season! A thrill one but wondering what else next since Season 3 will be on this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pleasant 28th &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; although I didn’t feel excited the day before just like previous years. SMS wishes came in as soon as 6 a.m. Spent half of the day in a workshop and when I was back to office, what a great &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SURPRISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! A lovely roses+choclate+teddy bouquet. Still hoping it was from my husband but I was totally wrong. Unexpected sender! From a standard 6 all time best friend and mother-to-be, Mdm Sharifah Muharra Diba. Hello Muharra! Are you reading this? . Thanks so much, from the bottom of my heart… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not to forget, to others, thanks for the unforgettable wishes and gifts. You guys really made my day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was 1st girls outing for 2007. This time round, we have it at my place. Everyone gathered at half past 10a.m. and we were busy at work in the kitchen. We actually cooked lunch. It was really fun after years of uni days. Went to OU for a movie and tea at Delicious before we called off the day shop for babies outfit at Mom’s Care sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really had fun..thanks girls…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a must try at Delicious - Choclate Brownies and Four Season Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:Excuse me for Prison Break :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/24042007659.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/keledek/th_24042007659.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;'The Surprise'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-3903886104676460532?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/3903886104676460532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=3903886104676460532&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/3903886104676460532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/3903886104676460532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-about-arsenal-prison-break-and.html' title='All about Arsenal, Prison Break and Birthday'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-4635617991962887110</id><published>2007-03-16T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:13:34.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello New Workstation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Assalamualaikum w.b.t. and hi all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost Maghrib time.I've been looking outside at the federal highway judging on the traffic. Witnessed the changing colours of the sky. Patiently waiting and being occupied with unfinished task. There is still other collegue in my office. It is expected to still have people at this hours based on my observation for the last 10 days. Yes, I've been at my new office since 5 March 2007. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Reported on the first day with full of enthusiasm, suspense and expectations. Arrived not that early, 20 minutes before 8.30 a.m. Brought along only my laptop. My immediate boss and collegue seemed to welcome me during the introduction session. Alhamdulillah....the kick off went smooth and so did days after that. No doubt, I was immediately assigned with all considered urgent task. No time to understand the rationale of what I did but to ensure the task is completed. The first 3 days, I really felt the pressure. Not that I couldn't take pressure, but I enjoy working given the opportunity to focus and do your best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My 2nd week, immediate Madam was not around. Felt less pressure and hoping that I can complete the list of task before the end of the week so that I can start my homework to understand the whole story behind where I am now. Managed to complete the task but unfortunately no time for homework girl! Guess I have to postpone the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The traffic to KL is still congested. It is school mid-term break but the traffic was not that smooth in the morning. Yesterday I suddenly thought of getting a day break in between the working days. All of sudden I asked my husband if we could just go to Terengganu for the weekend. I have this craze of batek Terengganu. Only recently. Pelik pelik dah sekarang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nuha, she's doing fine. An adorable baby which I thought of most of the time. She can be a good companion at anytime to her Ummi. Yesterday, we waited for my husband at OU almost 2 hours. Lucky a friend of mine, Madam Muharra accidentally bumped into us. She's 4 months preggie but she looks vibrant. Couple other good buddies are also at their first and 2nd trimester of pregnancy. &lt;em&gt;Seronoknya....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-4635617991962887110?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/4635617991962887110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=4635617991962887110&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4635617991962887110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/4635617991962887110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-new-workstation.html' title='Hello New Workstation'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11303935.post-6132680453455870230</id><published>2007-02-16T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T14:48:45.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so keen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Assalamualaikum w.b.t. and hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mixed feeling over the journey which I’m about to go through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all arranged and now we are just waiting to aboard. The place where I’m supposed to be going is the least preferred. Worried about the stability, security and safety. The worst part is I won’t be bringing my little Princess along. We have booked her air ticket but due to hygienic reasons, my mom advices us not to take her with us. Even though there will be other kids in our group, but they are all grown up and less exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don’t understand. They keep saying that we love to travel without her. But, need not to explain and clarify how much I want her to be with us. Especially on her first fly and especially she is a ‘clever girl’ and extremely super duper fun to be with now days!  They are forgiven for mistakenly judging us. Reason being, they are yet parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On different situation, challenges waiting ahead beginning this 1st day of March!&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the feeling of everyone who experiences the new working environment. I was so grateful that I was blessed with minimum anxiety along the process of selection and confirmation. My big boss said people who are in the comfort zone is unlikely to accept new environment and challenges. No doubt I faced less of those feelings before but it begins to add on its momentum beginning this week. Maybe because February has comes to its 3 week! I feel like shouting!!! Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending my current working hours and weekends wisely coz for sure I’ll not be having all the luxury of taking leaves especially for medical and emergency reasons after this :) Things has been so far so good except I faced hard times at the beginning of the week. Alhamdulillah, Allah has given me everything it was supposed to be in handling the tough situation. I was heart broken, frustrated with what had happened but Allah helped me to face it until it ended.&lt;br /&gt;Syukur…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: Nuha…. can Ummi survive for the next 3 nights without you by my side?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11303935-6132680453455870230?l=keledek.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/feeds/6132680453455870230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11303935&amp;postID=6132680453455870230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/6132680453455870230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11303935/posts/default/6132680453455870230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keledek.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-so-keen.html' title='Not so keen'/><author><name>Call me Keledek.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08532743808140575565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433239511455566832'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>