like cats, love cats?

Sometimes I get annoyed when people keep on asking if I have kittens to give away.
The funny thing is there are hundreds of stray kittens that can be adopted but most of us fail to see that a restaurant can also be an adoption centre if we keep our mind open. Bring them home, send for check up, potty train them and in no time we have a cat to call our own.

One cat lover I know will put aside 10% of her pay that goes into her "kitty bank".
Another cat lover recently introduced me to May. May-May as she is affectionately known was a sick kitten who followed her across the street and jump into her car from the restaurant she called home. May-May's ear was torn and she had a wide opening on her back and blood was still oozing. After a visit to the vet, she recovered quickly. Now May-May is an active kitten who often bullies her best friend, August, an adopted puppy who was left by the road in a box.

Need a cat? Scout for one at your nearest food center.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to all

I've just celebrated my 35Th birthday. It was quiet. Jet lagged, tired I slept throughout the day that was supposed to be solely mine. It, however began with a surprise birthday gift from a customer who thought I was still a very young lady. That complement was the best birthday gift ever. The Midnight Fantasy perfume that came much later after the complement was a bonus. The double bonus was that the perfume is by Britney Spears (she's weird but i like her anyway).

My text messages were filled with birthday wishes. Ex house-mate, one female best friend, one best friend's sister who happens to share the same birth date wit me, two unknown numbers, a few from ex schoolmates, one recorded birthday song by a sister, one by my youngest brother and that was all.

Though the birthday wishes were enough for me, I was disturbed that my best friend did not remember my birthday even after talking to him. The fact that his sister shares the same birth date with me, made me even more disturbed. So after the phone call, I text to remind him to wish his sister a happy birthday and turned my cell into a silent mode.

As I had guessed, he called and called again and finally sent me a colourful text birthday wishes. To my surprised, at practically the same time text messages came in from our common friends. A thank you template was sent to all.

Well the thing is there are only a handful of people I expect to get wishes from. Important people in my life. Having to know the effort made by anyone of them when it comes to a special someone in their lives makes you know where you stand. The reality hurts and it's no body's fault but your own. Never witnessing my mother remembering any one's birthday made it OK not to receive any wishes from her.

Anyway, it was a day to remember and I presume it should be the week to remember as I have not stopped celebrating. I will stop when I feel like it.

So, thank you all for the kind wishes and HAPPY BIRTHDAY to all, may your wishes come true and you find great happiness in your life. Amin.

@ the wedding reception

Last night Faiz, Komar, Din and I went to a reception wedding of Shaniza and Arif. The wedding was nice. Food was good but it will never beat the high light of the day, when Faiz and I were asked to give a speech and later on Faiz performed solo on the sax.

Faiz, Komar and I

Faiz was serious about his speech.

I wasn't.

and he was serious about the sax too.....

Faiz, Komar and Din
( Din was wearing a tiffany and co ring )

u r recommended to read from cerita satu, this is CERITA LIMA....

Din pulang dari Zohor. Sambil membuka kopiah, dia bercerita. Dia tertidur(seperti biasa) semasa menunggu Zohor. Di dalam tidurnya itu, dia di kejutkan oleh bayangan yang sangat jelas. Bayangan seorang kaum hawa, berpipi merah gebu tersenyum kepadanya sambil menghayun-hayunkan kepalanya ke kiri dan ke kanan. Terkejut dia, langsung dia membaca Al-Quran. Din memberitahu aku dengan senyuman.
Manakan tidak dia tersenyum.....Bayangan itu adalah aku. Sekali lagi Wah!!!! seperti MAGIC doa aku di makbulkan dengan laju sekali. Semenjak hari itu, pipi aku bertambah merah dan Din selalu menghayun hayunkan kepalanya ke kiri dan ke kanan sambil tersenyum, mengingati bayangan di Masjid Nabawi.
Hari ini pipi aku sudah tidak merah lagi. Sunburn dah mengelupas dah.....

cerita empat

Kak Izzah mengajak ke Raudah. Malas rasanya nak berhimpit himpit untuk masuk ke sana. Entah macam mana, hati tergerak... "Marilah...." aku mengajak.

Cik Timah, Din dan aku pergi bertiga je. Macam lambat nak tunggu yang lain. Din nak tunggu di masjid sampai zohor.Dalam perjalanan aku berbisik kepadaNYA. Dapatlah aku mengerjakan solat di RAUDAH. Setiba di sana, aku berbisik pada Cik Timah, " Kita biarkan aje badan di tolak, follow the flow...." Langsung di tolak dan di himpit badan kami. Sempat juga "menyelamatkan" Siti Rahmah yang baru selesai solat sunat sebelum di pijak. Mulut aku tak berhenti-henti bersorak "SOLAH!!SOLAH!!" sambil menunjuk Siti Rahmah- Siti Rahmah yang sedang bersolat kepada mereka yang menolak-nolak aku dan Cik Timah.

Bak MAGIC, sedar sedar aku berada di ruang kosong, KOSONG... Di RAUDAH!!!!! Cik Timah menyuruh aku bersolat.... "cepat" katanya sambil menghadang umat-umat yang seakan-akan hendak memijak kepala ku. Selesai solat aku pula menghadang Cik Timah.

Akhirnya, selesai sudah 4 solat sunat aku kerjakan. Alhamdullilah, DIA beri aku peluang. Sayu bila nak meninggalkan Raudah. Aku? Aku? si kerdil ini di beri peluang ke Raudah? Macam tak percaya. Berbagai doa aku pinta dan dengan sebak di dada, aku beransur pulang.

cerita tiga

Apalah yang dijerit-jeritkan oleh Siti Rahmah si security ni. Ahhhh... pedulikan aje, kena concerntrate ni. Nak masuk Raudah. Habis di tolak-tolaknya aku dan Cik Timah. Sekejap badan ke kiri, sekejap badan ke kanan. Hey!!!! Tak nampak ke ada umat tengah solat? Nasib baik aku tak timpa Siti Rahmah yang tengah sujud tu.... Eish eish eish...aku tetap berpegang kepada nilai nilai aqidah yang baik. Ustaz kata jangan tolak tolak... berdosa! Kalau tak dapat solat sunat di Raudah, sembahyang aje di luar. Mungkin tmpt yang kita sembahyang tu, tempat di mana Rasullullah s.a.w. duduk bersama sahabat2nya.

Aku semakin hampir dengan Siti Rahmah si security tu. Dia jerit-jerit lagi. Makin hampir, makin jelas jeritannya itu. Eh! apa yang dia kata? Apa? Dia berbahasa Melayu ke? Pandangan aku tepat pada Siti Rahmah si security tu. Dia menjerit lagi, dia jerit "INI RAUDAH! INI RAUDAH". Aku terkejut, betul ke apa yang di katanya tu? Aku tunduk melihat carpet. Terngiang-ngiang bicara ustaz di luar tadi. Dia kata " pabila kamu sampai ke karrrrpet warnak hijaou, maka itu lah Raudah. Tempat lain karrrpetnyak warnak merah ya..."
Betul ke apa yang aku lihat ini? Kepala aku tak berfungsi, aku kena fokus.... Aku tahu yang aku bukan buta warna..... Aku memekik pada Cik Timah, MAK!!!!! KITA DAH DALAM RAUDAH!!!!!!!!!!!! Ye, aku memijak carpet hijau, langsung jadi dungu....

Kenapa ni? kenapa??? Gembira yang tak terhingga sampai hilang kata-kata. Hanya meleleh air mata gembira, sayu, sedih, pilu.

Aku pulang dengan senyuman Siti Rahmah yang tercantik di dunia.....

cerita dua

Dapat jugak akhirnya menjadi saf paling depan untuk kaum hawa. Mana tidaknya, kepanasan sinaran cahaya matahari membuatkan umat lain mengundur di tempat teduh. Sebaik sahaja aku bersyukur, Cik Timah mengajak aku berundur. Cik Timah terjumpa tempat teduh yang di agak sesuai, barisan saf nombor dua. Bila qamat, Siti Rahmah di depan Cik Timah bergerak ke sebelah hujung kiri. Maka terpancul lah cahaya matahari tepat pada Cik Timah. Aku tersenyum, sinis...... Cik Timah nak ketawa..... Teruskan sembahyang, saf dah penuh dah ni....

cerita satu

Terbang melayang duit seribu ringgit. Tak nak salahkan sesiapa tapi diri sendiri. Cuaca terik dan kering. Penangan ais krim Movenpick mengeruhkan lagi keadaan. Yang peliknya, tidak terasa sakit di sana. Sebaik melangkah keluar tanah suci, batuk tak berhenti di susuli dengan selsema. Di sangkakan tidur di rumah bak istana, melenakan. Huh! Siapa sangka hotel teruk itu lah 4 malam aku tidur seperti bayi. Di "istana" aku sering terjaga. Tidur yang paling tak lena selama perjalanan aku.
Setelah Maghrib, hidung ku berdarah. Terkejut di buatnya. Si pandai ni tak lah sepandai mana... di sangkakan darah kotor keluar melalui hidung....... bodoh...bodoh....
Setiba di tanah air, aku masih tak sihat lagi. Cuti sakit di ambil. Memang keadaan tak mengizinkan. Hilang sudah seribu ringgit. Nak sedapkan hati, rezeki di mana mana. Kesihatan perlu di jaga. Tapi, itu memang betullah.....
Nasib badan, terpaksa akur. Nak buat macam mana, tu lah banyak dosa....