30 November 2011

one less egg to fry

it's 2 am in the morning and a staff nurse curiously look at my face and asked 
"doctor, have you married?"
"Not yet, lah" i answered with a smile.
"oh really?" she answered, puzzled with my answers. 
"did you have any boyfriend?"
 "none who's willing to meet my parents yet and marry me, dats for sure"

she pat her oversized tummy , perhaps her baby moved, 
or maybe she wants to show me that she's pregnant. 
i continue my work...
but she kept 'harrasing me'. 
"what's your age then?"
"24" i answered breifly
"oh my. we have the same age!" she exclaimed loudly.
i started to get a little bit irritated.
ok, i know u are also 24 and u already have a husband and you are going to have a baby soon, but there's no need to tell the world about it..

i admit i am sensitive. 
but this is not the first time i have been asked of the jackpot question!
and can you imagine, at 4 am, she said again 
"doctor, i can't believe that you are still not married yet"
oh my gawd!
can't she stop thinking about it?!
then if you reallly can't believe it why don't you find some guy and try to matchmake us?
urgh.

i felt like crying.
she makes me remember someone who had promised to marry me. 
but he seems too busy with his work that he even forgot our date.

love is a complicated thing.
and marriage needs such a chemistry to work.
so please give me more time to enjoy my single, unattached and free life.

at least i can go back home, playing games and not think of any other tummy to feed.
just like one song i heard in one episode of Glee series
one less bell to answer.
one less egg to fry.
i should be happy, right?


22 November 2011

untitled

december is peeking through a sheer curtain.
the smell of new year had already filled my nostrils.
owh my.

didn't  realize that i had been working for almost a year.
wow.
bestnye.
me n my lil bro, Alip Golip
p.s. mane shift allowance nih? x masuk2 pon =(

21 November 2011

this is why you must drive safely

Hye..
today i would like to tell a story of a guy called Mr. N. 
Mr. N. is a 28 years old, a happily married man and a proud father of his 6 months old baby.
but i don't think he can see his kid walk.
i'm not even sure he can hear her call him daddy.
today his mother asked me his progress.
i had explained to her, the prognosis is very poor.
but i am not The Almighty, for He is the one who gave life, and He can take it back whenever He wants.
tears welling in her eyes...........
i am sure that it is very hard to accept the truth, that sometimes they seems to forgot what i had told them and i had to repeat the same thing all over again.
"i am so sorry, auntie. he might get better. but he might be like this till the end of his life."
that may sound harsh. but i believe that getting prepared for the worst help family to accept the bitter truth.
his wife, though i know that it might be hard for her, always smile to us.
"she is such a strong person" i said to myself.

i look at Mr N, who is still alive yet not speaking.
his eyelids were never lifted, as if they were glued together.
 He breathes deeply through the small hole on his throat (via tracheostomy), and his body is shivering due to fever that spikes so high.


there is nothing more devastating than seeing him, getting worser day by day.
one day before the tragedy, everything was just like a normal day.  breakfast with his lovely wife. a warm kiss on his daughter's cheek and getting ready for work as usual.

but who knows that he will be involved in an accident that breaks his skull? who knows that he will develop intracranial bleeding?

alive yet unable to communicate.
alive yet unable to move.

sigh........


Mr N is actually only one of many victims of MVA (motor vehicle accident) that becomes vegetable.
of course, some of them improves.
(i even almost cried when one of them lift up his hand and wipe away his saliva. the previous week, he couldn't even open his eyes!)

they were from different stories, different races, different family, yet they presented with almost the same way: MVA with intracranial bleed.

so please. please drive safely.

p.s. a boy just came in yesterday after his motorbike hit the cow. now questions raised was 'how's the cow?', and not 'how are you?' thankfully he only develop a minor concussion.. ehe~

someone like you



I heard that you're settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now
I heard that your dreams came true
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you

Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light


I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me, it isn't over

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you, too
Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead

You know how the time flies
Only yesterday was the time of our lives
We were born and raised in a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days

I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/a/adele-lyrics/someone-like-you-lyrics.html]
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me, it isn't over yet

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you, too
Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead, yeah

Nothing compares, no worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you
Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you, too
Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead

p.s. saje melayan blues tengah2 malam. ehe~