Hehe, sori smua... lupa nak cakap last week one whole week aku takde. Outstation east coast, ada keje sket kat sana. Paham2 la bile dah ada kat umah. Malas sket nak online. Tambah pulak kat sana skang tgh nak musim tengkujuh. Hujan je manjang. Rumah aku kat kampung tu kalau musim hujan memang cam dok tepi air terjun la - tempias! Maklum la, umah kampung! Tido pon sendiri mau ingat laa,... cam kalah air-cond sejuk dia. Ni pon baru balik terawih ni. Online lor kejap, buat cukup syarat!

Ok la, esok cuti nuzul quraan. Dah masuk opis nanti aku update ok? Taking careeee....! heh...

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 10:46 PM

This is just great! I didn't get enough sleep, my watch on my wrist gave up on me, my mobile just got barred and the engine of my car wouldn't start!!!

Shit, how worse can this get?
Dugaan bulan ramadhan...
... fuhhhh... sabar ...

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 1:22 PM

God, looks like Ramadhan is just around the corner. Me, Hani & Danish wishing you health, prosperity and happiness during Ramadhan and throughout the coming year. Semoga Allah memberkati segala amalan kita di bulan yang mulia ini, Insya Allah.

On another note, bulan posa ni opis balik kul 4.30!!!... Haha...

Warmest Regards,
Acid

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 2:42 PM

'Superman' Christopher Reeve Dies. Reeve portrayed a hero on film and embodied one later in life as an advocate for spinal cord research.

The 52 year old 'Superman' star died Sunday. He was being treated for a pressure wound, a common complication for people living with paralysis. The wound had become severely infected, resulting in a serious systemic infection.

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 2:56 PM

I was leaving for work the other day and it suddenly occurred to me that the most difficult thing so far about being a dad is kissing my wife and son goodbye and actually walking out the door. At the time my thought was "something could happen and I may never see them again". But in thinking about it and trying to figure out how to get my thoughts into words, I've come to recognize other reasons for not wanting to walk out that door. The primary reason, other than some catastrophe that would keep me from them, is that I don't want to miss anything. (I guess Aerosmith's I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing would be a more meaningful song to me now...)

I don't know if I just have an overactive imagination or if all dads think this way, but every time I have to leave Hani and Danish at home, all kinds of crazy thoughts go running through my head like they own the place. "I could get hit by a bus and they'd be left alone." "Some maniac could break into the house and take them from me." Luckily now until Hani completed her 'pantang', I'm living at my in-law's in Pandan Indah. After that I would go back to my crib in Damansara. I'm thinking of installing a security screen door and every time I leave I make sure that the deadbolt on both the door and the screen are locked. I'm also planning to change the alarm security system of my car when pay is in. That's how obsessed I am with security now. I think the amount of love you feel for someone is directly proportional to how much you worry about them. I thank Allah every day, several times a day, for the great gift that Hani and Danish are to me, and at the same time I beg him to not let anything happen to them, to keep them safe and sound.

I think about those poor people in Virginia and DC who were sniper victims, not so much the people killed but their families left behind. We are all so good at learning about things like families torn apart by violence and then putting that knowledge in the back of our minds "that was far from here and will never happen to me." There is no guarantee that it won't and I think that alarming, cruel tragedies occuring in Malaysia lately have proven that it certainly can happen. There are maniacs everywhere. And I pray many times a day that Allah will keep my family safe and all I can do is do my part to protect them and have faith in Him. Insya Allah.

As for the other reason for hating to leave them, not wanting to miss anything. I'm referring here specifically to not wanting to miss a single second of Danish's growing up. I hate the fact that dad's are so absent from most of the milestones in their children's lives. I want to be there when he first sits up, when he first walks and talks. I want to be the one who helps him through tough times, holds him tightly when he's scared or hurt. I want to be the one who helps him with his homework. I want to be there for every little discovery, every thing he learns. I don't want to hear about my son's life over dinner or learn about his growing up through a phone call. I want to be there. He's nearly three weeks 'old' now and he's growing up so fast, every day he's a little bit different than the day before. A couple of days ago Hani was excited because our little baby had finally learnt to lift up his head and his two tiny legs had started to caper; where he's starting to kick and jump whenever we put his feet near the floor especially when my mother in-law bathes him. Those are stages of development and she was so happy that he was going through them. I want to be there for that. I want to be an involved, active dad, not some stranger Danish sees for 2 or 3 hours every evening before he goes to bed.

I guess I should stop now before I get to thinking about all the things I don't want to be and do as a dad and start boring you with those. I'll do that next time.

Live your weekend people! Take care.

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 3:20 PM

Elman Hakim, anak buah aku atau lebih tepat lagi, anak saudara aku dimasukkan ke Darul Ehsan Medical Centre rabu baru ni, diagnosed ngan cirit birit. Doakan semoga dia cepat sembuh, Amin.

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 10:03 AM

Weekend baru ni mummy mai all the way from KB, spending her weekend here, nak mai tengok cucu dia Si Danish Haiqal. She even spent the night at my in-law's to make use of every good second; spent with her first and only ( for now! ) grandson. Sebelum ni mummy tak pernah tido kat umah mertua aku since umah makcik aku pon tak sampai 0.5km pon dari situ. I guess when it comes to being with Danish, she made it an exception! Alhamdulillah, aku bersyukur kepada Allah because both of our family get along so well. Harap2nye smuanye berkekalan hingga ke akhirnya, Insya allah.

From the look of her eyes, I can see that she's very excited and joyous with the fact that she's now a granson to call her own. She had even decided earlier what Danish and the rest of her grandsons and grandaughters gonna call her - "Tok My", pronnounced as 'tok mi' which came from the name that we call her today, "Mummy"! Sampai2 je kat rumah my in-law from PWTC, lps solat subuh, terus dia perati and tunggu sebelah Danish; waiting for him to wake up from his sleep. After Danish had done so, and after menyusu and bathing him, baru la mummy tido after all that 7 hours travel from KB to KL. God, I was touched!

I was touched that my mom is soo happy and love my child so much. Aku tahu, memang sepatutnya tiap2 nenek sayang cucu diorang. But being able to feel and see it for myself, having the son being yours, loved by your parents and in-laws is something unexplainable. Bile aku tanya kat ayah mertua aku semalam, dia pon tak dapat nak explain. Cuma dia cakap, memang macam tu. Kalau pegi kenduri bawak anak sendiri, tetiba anak kita nak mintak telur lebih ker, ayam ker... biasanye parents would say, "Ishhh, takyah laaa. Malu kat orang amik@makan banyak". But when it comes to the child being your cucu, memang kita sebagai datuk@nenek ni akan tebalkan muka, dan terus hilang rasa segan which results to them mintak daripada tuan kenduri tu apa yang cucu mereka nak. Menurut ayah mertua aku lagi, bukan la maknanya bagi diorang, sayang cucu tu lebih daripada sayang anak sendiri, tapi, ntah la. That's just the way it is. Tambah2 pulak kalau cucu sulong. Kadang2 tu disebabkan cucu, ayah dan anak boleh bergaduh - with the datuks and neneks on their grandsons side, of course! Question is, apsal boleh jadi camtu? Anyone has any answer to that? Having my father in-law failing to answer my question, I realised that I will only understand this whole matter when I'm in their shoes; the time when I become an "atok", and Hani an "opah" ourselves.

Masa on the way pi keje semalam, jem sket kat fedral higway depan mid valley, jadi aku call mummy jap; nak confirmkan pukul baper dia sampai semalam from KL. Mummy cakap dia sampai KB kul 5 pagi. Before I hang up the phone, mummy cakap, "Mie, mummy terbayang2 le muka Danish"... I was speechless.

I thank god that my child is loved so much by both my parents, as well as my in-laws; being his granpas and granmas. And I hope that will continue to stay until the end of time. My boy is sooo lucky!

Now, can anyone come up with something wise enough to answer this curiosity of mine? Your say people?

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 3:12 PM

I caught this photo while I was going for my Friday prayer last week somewhere in PJ. This photo was taken in one of the tadikas there which kinda caught my attention. Aku berani jamin kalau org2 tertentu nampak meja budak2 tadika ni, tak lama lps tu, diorg akan arah suh tukor kaler meja diorang nih. The same thing which almost happened to Petronas tak lama dulu.

Sigh...

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 5:12 PM

I have to admit to you that my wife, Hani, does most of the work in raising our son. Oh, sure, I give him a bottle when I get home from work, I change a diaper occasionally epecially at nights, I hold him when he's crying. I do these things in the evenings and on weekends; Hani does them all day, every day. She's the one who gets up in the middle of the night when he wakes up - tried her best not to let those cries to wake me up so I can get up for work in the morning because I would always refused to let her stay up alone.

I am so thankful to her for working so hard, for being such a great mom. I don't know how she does it, to be perfectly honest. She does all that work, is constantly caring for him, and she still finds time to do those little household chores. I don't know where she finds the energy. And she's never in a bad mood, either. Ok, ok,... she's almost never in a bad mood. When she is, you can almost bank on it being my fault - I'm probably a bigger chore than the baby!

I just wanted to make this entry so that she knows, and the world knows, how much I appreciate her.

To my wife, Yusniza Hani... THANK YOU, SAYANG!!!

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 5:20 PM