Couldn't find the words to simply blog this one out. To those out there who knows me well, you guys will understand. I guess that what matters most.

Sign, Acid

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 3:46 PM

Dear Son,

Today, I celebrate your first year of life on earth. One year ago today, I saw you enter this world with squinty eyes and tiny screams. You lay on a little table under bright lights, naked and cold. As I took your picture, I whispered in relief, "Alhamdulillah, he's so perfect." A few minutes later, when you were bundled up, I got to hold you for the first time. And as I whispered the Azan in your tiny ears, I think that a special bond happened that day. I know, much is said about the mother-baby bond, but I can tell you that there is a father-son bond that is unique and magical.

As I look back on this past year, I have some great memories. I remember how I used to swaddle you so snugly. I remember getting you to do pull-ups with my fingers during your very first week. I remember taking you up near the windows every morning, fearing you might catch jaundice. I remember our little exercise routine that we would do. It helped calm you down when you were having your gas pains the first few months. I remember never wanting to lay you down when you were sleeping; always wanting to hold you, and never wanting to give you to anyone else. I remember the first time I changed your diapers. I remember your first little smiles, and how we could get you to smile by clapping and saying, "Papapa!!!!". I remember how you seemed to like the cold air from the air conditioner and how easily you would sleep in a room equipped with one or in the car. I remember how great you always were about being passed from family relatives to friends - who love you so much. I remember watching Monster Inc. and Sesame Street, with you on my lap. It took a couple weeks, since you could only really watch about 10 minutes at a time. I remember that you were always as active as your little body would let you be. I will always remember how you would jump as long as we would hold you up, way before you were even ready to stand.

I remember, though I'd like to forget, how you cried when you accidentally felt and knocked the back of your head in the mini gym inflated-toy that I bought for you and how I wish I could take away the pain for you. I remember, how you jumped in your little walker until the joint cracked and broke and till now I couldn't find the part to replace it. Sorry, buddy. I remember the cakkk-aaa game we always played with you, using your napkin, and I remember how you loved to start the game by covering your own face. I'm convinced you have an advanced sense of humor. I remember that your way of laughing was to cough, and when I genuinely had to cough, you thought it was funny. I remember how my handphone motivated you to crawl and walk, and the beaming look on your face when you heard one of my ring tones. I remember that every time I went into the bathroom/store, which was the only room forbidden to you, I'd hear the little "smack smack" of your hands as you crawled furiously toward me. You would get to within two feet of me, stand up on your knees and throw yourself forward, knowing I would catch you, sweep you up and give you a brief tour of the so-called forbidden area. (Note : The so-called store was suppose to be your room actually but mum and dad had to squeeze all your belongings and those stuffs you used from the time you were a baby till now fearing that you might get hurt with the steel-cradle, bouncer, pram and stuffs. Don't worry, mum and dad will get you back your room one day for sure.)

I remember how fearlessly you dove off of the couch or off of the edge of the bed, knowing that your mom or I would catch you. I remember how cute you murmured while listening to the Azan Maghrib on RTM as mum and dad would turn it out loud everytime it comes on air. I also remember how much you love teasing and joking with mum. I remember your first word, "Kakaka," and how you called me that as well (you still do sometimes). I remember watching you take your first steps, and how proud I was as you got more and more brave about walking. I remember how fast you learned to say "Mamam mamam", and how you'd say it after each bite of food. I remember how you'd pick up a telephone, handphone or remote control (and even your little green piano toy), put it to your ear and say, "Hello!". And I remember, just this week, how you would throw yourself on one of our big pillows with a big grin on your face, waiting for us throw the other on you to make a "Junior Sandwich."

Above all, I remember a baby who became a boy. To my boy Danish, don't forget you're my best friend, and you will always be... and I love you very much. Happy 1st Birthday!

Love,
Dad

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 3:44 PM

You can say that again! Call me katak bawah tempurung! Memang dah lama aku ketinggalan zaman mende2 kat internet ni pon. Memang aku pon ngaku. Apapon, thanx to fashah for his info. Sad but true. Sedih gila aku baca sebab mamat ni sememangnya penghibur yg aku minat. Even kalu diberi pilihan antara Mr. Bean dan Saiful Apek skalipon, sure aku akan pilih mamat ni. Not just because of his acting, comedy or his jokes... but he is such an inspiration, and he'll always be. Tapi berita yang aku dapat lately is that, mamat ni dah hilang akal. Memang sedih tak tau nak cakap la. Sapa tak kenal comedian yg popular menerusi Soal Hati dan Buli. Tak lain tak bukan, Afdlin Shauki. Arghhhh, aku takleh terima!!!

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Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 2:28 PM

[Somehow I finally found this story! This is a love story you will never forget. Aku tak sure bila citer ni start kluar tapi rasa2nya masa tu aku still study lagi kot. Yang aku sure nanti ada member gua sorang tu kena blanja aku pizza bila mamat tu dah balik sini. (Pssst, ada nak bagi citer ni kat sapa2 ke geng? Fullawei, ngayat power tuuu...) Anyway spidey dude, as requested by you; this one's for you. Enjoy! - ACID]

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end ofthe party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home... suddenly he asked the waiter: "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously: "Why you have this hobby?". He replied: "When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there."

While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married the prince, then they were living the happy life. And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said:

"My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you - the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her: "What's the taste of salty coffee?" "It's sweet" She replied.

There we have it guys! LOVE is not to forget - but to forgive, LOVE is not to see - but to understand, LOVE is not to hear - but to listen, LOVE is not to let go - but HOLD ON !!!!

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 11:27 AM

Di saat berjuta-juta rakyat Malaysia ni dok sibuk2 menghayati erti kemerdekaan, dok menghafal lagu negaraku, dok sibuk gantung jalur gemilang dan sebagainya untuk menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan Malaysia 31 Ogos yg lalu,... ada plak yang memilih hari kebanggaan seluruh rakyat Malaysia ni sebagai majlis pertunangan mereka!

Damn, I'm late in updating this good news! If it wasn't for my outstation, I'll get this news on the net much, much sooner... trust me. Not because this is just like any engagement event, but because Zaki has always been a close friend to me. We we're roomies during our study times during the IKATAN-IUPUI years, and also during the UNITEN days; I stayed at his house during my working days with MEB with his mum, Aunty Pah which was always a sport, Ayu; his happy-go-lucky sister and Fahmi; the youngest brother. A cool family which has always been very kind to me; which I often regards as my own.

So dude, it's not too late for a wish aite? Well, two people are about to bind together to create a love that is everlasting and true, there's nothing better in the world than finding that one person that you want to spend the rest of your life with, and trust me, I'm glad you two found each other. Feel so happy for you man!... Hope you have a beautiful life together, Insya allah.

Sign,
Bad Boys For Life

P/S : Buat kengkawanku Qunut & Qudup, Selamat Pengantin Baru. Moga Berkekalan Hingga Ke Anak Cucu!

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 11:56 AM

I'll be on my outstation trip from 030905 till 120905. Updating my blog within that time frame - doubtful. Anyway, I'll be back after that, I promise. Take care people and Happy Merdeka!

Regards, Acid

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 5:22 PM