commencing dr jism evening theraphy

yesterday, 30th.june2009, en zul, the person in-charge of this free theraphy in putra perdana, delivered a set of the theraphy machine to my house. he was kind enough to let me try it out first, so last night over nine hours, i had my first session at home, whilst asleep. i was imagining all these little bombardments of electrical static waves coursing through my veins and blood vessels in their glorious efforts to cleanup all these pipes which i have abused in the last 52 years. being an engineer and then subsequently a contractor in the gas pipeline business, i can relate to this methodology to clean up the pipes, thats what needs to be done o get the clogged pipes working again. i am utterly convinced of the efficacy of this methodology, yeah clean the pipes first, let the blood flow, then strengthen them and train them via repetitition aka pavlov's dog. the only downside is that it will take quite sometime, quite how long, i hasten to guess. so i was imagining all these waves bombarding all the filth all night last night and was looking forward to some good news, alas, not after one night lah, this is going to take some time, nevertheless i should reach there, inashaallah.it was a great feeling to begin the unclogging process, will keep posting everyday here, i anticipate 3 to 4months of wave bombardment before there is any significant improvement, so october is a month to look forward to other than the looming raya which is beckoning over the horizon. thank you en zul and aljabbar

dinner at dollah's

great food, lovely company, long never seen friends, fantastic location, these in essence were last night's dinner. dollah, or more appropriately, dato dollah and datin aiza were the perfect host and hostess. i feel so lucky to be invited, the food was fantastic, thank you dato, don't forget me in future and you and family are welcomed here any time.

RAN AWAY!!!!

HEARD THAT THE MF EXTORTIONIST iqbal feiruz khan HAS FLOWN THE COOP, pakistan would be a good place for him to run to, let all those upright taliban pathans skin this evil boy, boy,boy.boy and ram em up his you know what!!!!good riddance to trash, yeah.

dinner at dollahs

i am so excited today as tonight i have been invited by dollah rahman, a friend from my university days in cardiff, the one living on miskin street yes. dollah is now a very very senior officer in the pwd, public works department, bless him, there is not many a kinder and gentler soul than this fine man with the soothing voice and guitar talents. aka hendrix. the icing on the cake is that the guest of honour would be datuk jimmy hassan, the pwd director of roads. man, this man has done very well for himself, with a datukship and phd (ship???) to boot. great on you red rum, my mate. boleh tolong dapatkan kontrak jalan tak, brother mi, nak beli ubatlah bang!!!

dr jism theraphy

my regular weekly massage with abang miz ended on thursday the25th.june 2009. i ended it as i strongly feel thats as far as the theraphy with abang miz can go and i got the distinct feeling that even he was getting exasperated. he tried his best and i would like to feel that i was a model patient to him, unfortunately god is still holding-up my full recovery. there is still something not right with my reformation, now it's for me to ponder and find out.
unexpectedly, my good friend in this kampung, hj sidek, offered to bring me to the above theraphy, held in putra perdana, which is only a 5 minutes drive from my house.it's a simple machine-based theraphy to clearup any clogged vessels or veins, so i went first time on the morning of thursday the 25thjune 2009. first time out, there was no reaction, even the much-talked about electrical spark that could ensue if you touch another. the 2nd time on friday the 26th. the spark materialises and subsequently my day was a long and tiring one, i slept for almost12 hours that friday. today, the 27th of june, whilst sitting on the mat for my third theraphy, it seems that all the joints in my foot was straining, quite painfully. this went on for around 5 minutes and the pain was not only excruciating but blessedly bearable. thank god for all these reactions, alhamdulillah, reaction based on newtons law are a consequence of some sort of action, thus it could only be a good sign of the efficacy of the theraphy. next step is to gradually convince my dear wife to purchase the machine, thus enabling me to continue the theraphy at home at any time, especially during the sleeping hours, the machine can be configured to work to up to ten hours, fingers crossed , inshaallah. don't you dare say, not another one!!!. mygod, whilst there is still life in this body of mine, i will continue to try and tery, it's there around the corner, only when??? inshaallah

another bites the dust- dear ravi

well, it's inevitable isn't it??? over the last 15 years, dear dr ravi has been the pillar of the batik bar at the royal lake club, the club where i hanged out from 1980 till struck down by stroke in 2005. literally, dr ravi singlehandedly propped up the pillar near the darts corner.he was a very important member of the bar significantly more important than any office bearer, even the president himself. his demise would be a great loss to the bar and i dare say , irreplaceable. he was a great friend, someone whom i could talk to or call at any time. it is my great regret that i am unable to attend to his farewell, my heart is with you doc and i am very sure i will see you again somewhere,someday. take a good rest doc, and may yourest be a peaceful one

lyanne batik in milan,italy.

after almost 2 weeks our product has still not reached it's destination in milan, no thanks to the incompetence of pos malaysia. how can we in malaysia start to take on the world when the simple matter of delivering a package to italy takes more than a week???. to ensure timely delivery , in future, we will have to resort to using one of the established but reliable forwarder such as ups or fedex, which will cost either us or the purchaser three times more. i beseech pos malaysia to wakeup and get things right. what a cockup!!!

inspector singh investigates

this fictional account by a singaporean lady by the name of shamini flint which i am just about to finish has riveted me today , primarily because the shenanigans of the lead female role reminded me of my wifes shenanigans and the other being the fact that this lady author took a swipe at malaysia with her sarcasms wherever there exist a schasm for her to, good plot too. the main character, inspector singh, would make a great south-east asian version of inspector clouseau, can you just imagine all the baiyee jokes that can be introduced??? well worth the rm35it cost, no classic but readable.expect more inspector singh investigates followup book to come, my advise to ms shamini, do interspersed all the serious stuff with some singh jokes

petronas - hands off.

it seems that many now fancy themselves taking over from hassan marican in doing the job of running ptronas, many names have been tossed around. hassan of course have been there for a whil, the man has done a tremendous job and now deserves a break , to tke it easy and most likely retire back to sungai petani. who would be the best candidate?????. definitely not the laughable politicians and other upstarts.there are enough talents in the senior echelons who were handpicked by hassan and know very intimately the workings of the oil and gas industry. my 2 cents worth is that firstly petronas inner workings should be made transparent before hassan is replaced, andmen of calibre firstly appointed to the board. hassan's greatest feat was to take the bull by the horn and stamped his very distinct personality in taking petronas forward, firstly with the backing of tan sri basir, then tan sri azizan, thats his greatest legacy

lyanne batik in milan,italy.

does privatisation, which is really just name changing, some new logos and a lot of so called rebranding makes one more efficient??. continue wishing. poslaju promised us that the goods would be delivered to milan within 4 working days, bullshit???. change now to ptl, pos tak laju. yes privatisation is a myth, at the end of the day, if you are 1 big inefficient slumbering prontosaurus, rebranding only eNriches the signs contractor, don't they get it??? most importantly it's the human capital!!!!

not so dear wife.

mans dreaming of killing his wife or clobbering her with the club in order to go to the club , has been around since perhaps adam first lay eyes on eve. why it is even claimed that eve was the guilty party who led adam towards that infamous tree.
much as i have harbored the thoughts, it was only yesterday, friday 19th. june 2009, that i snapped and chase the wife out of my house. well, it's already done and thank heavens she's out together with her ridiculous brass bed. as for me, what the hell, one thing less to worry,no, i do not mean that, just my anger dictating my sanity, i love her tooo much

is it too late???

in 1963, there was malaysia, supposedly a new nation cobbled together from disparate british outposts. then in the early 80's Utama signifies to the minibus drivers that you are heading to damansara utama, so hang on tight and hold fast to the aluminium bar at the door, along the road of what is now the ldp. then in the nineties there arrived 1UTAMA, a premier shopping haven serving the fast growing suburb of??? , what else, bandar utama. 5o years down the road since the false independence, where are we now, yeah 1 malaysia. some say better late than never, but what has happened since 1963????, 1 melayu??, 1 keling???or 1 cina????or is it wan malaya , whatever, i am out of the loop, so best of luck 1malaysia, will it take another 50 years????so what, no hurry, kalau niat baik, inshaallah allah akan kabulkan.

my dear wife

i have previously refrained from what i am about to write now, out of shame. in my earlier life, my love for her was unremitting,why,so much so that when she decided to leave me in 2001 i went gaga. now, after remarrying in 2005, i just couldn't believe that at one time my love for her was unequivocal and mind you , in conversations with my helper there is only 1 conclusion to the question of what sort of man would marry a stupid woman, very obviously only a stupid man. man, that hurts. i went into the marriage both times with both eyes open, theres nobody else to divert the consequences of the act of folly,except to yours truly. if ever there is a club for married dumbo of the century, i would be in the front of the pack. my advise to young people now is that if you ever have to marry, for god's sake do marry someone of equal intellectual substance, why even the koran tells you not to marry for show but marry for substance. unbelievably thats how stupid she is and will ever be , no amount of conferences, seminars, workshops or laptops unfortunately will ever change that. what to do??? best thing is to gripe in your own blog like i am doing now, its free and somehow quite satisfying. forget all thoughts of divorce or finding another one,it's just too much hard work, life's continuous and endlessly moving threadmill has no edit button, just stay on the treadmill and wait for the end or better still, turn unequivocally to god, after all heaven is the only salvation wherein all those nifty virgins are promised you.now, thats a wonderful thought to go to sleep with after an especially heavy day, good night

lyanne batik in milan,italy.

sometime before raya last year, a friend of mine who was living in milan,italy dropped by our place and purchased a piece of silk pareo and cotton men short sleeve batik shirt. upon his return to milan, his office colleagues was so particularly impressed with the design and quality of our batik, so much so that he became extremely keen to be our agent in italy. as summer is looming in europe now, my friend has ordered more pareos, yes our pareos are hitting the high streets of milan, alhamdulillah, i can smell a sensation here.inshaallah.

successful use of indigo dye

great news, after months of experimenting, we have now succeeded in using our own homegrown and produced indigo dye. amazingly, not only indigo blue colour was obtained, but we also managed to achieve the colours brown, chocolate, orange, green and purple on silk fabrics. our experimenting will be ongoing until we obtained that perfect indigo blue colour , so long prized. what a wonderful god given gift this amazing plant is, i now curse the industrial revolution for it's destructive role in wiping out most naturally based human activities.why did we ever had to use carcinogenic chemical dyes when natural dyes abound.lets all go back to nature. come here if you wish to try out use of indigo natural dye

mara running out of money

where have all the money gone???, what rangsangan???? pity all those students given hope of a mara scholarship or loan, what do they do now??? mara is just another dinosaur, don't wait for any comet to extinguish it, just close the bloody thing

jamil's visit

2 sundays ago, i had the pleasure of hosting jamil and wife, my cardiff buddy, who came here for a visit, it was an enjoyable moment, the pleasure of conversing with 2 very intelligent personalities , over coffee and light refreshments. surprisingly, the wife behaved herself and a great sunday morning was enjoyed by all.there was no need to adjourn anywhere else such as a supermarket, club or such, in this house, it was more than sufficient to sample the simple pleasures of life, especially friendship and a good cup if coffee.thank you jam, do come again, anytime.

my stroke recovery

my morning walk in the last 2 weeks involved me walking along the internal corridor towards the kitchen, whence i then had a morning coffee, before the first cigarette for the day. just like old times!!!. then i proceeded to send my daughter to school, driven of course by azhar, our ever loyal multipurpose assistant. this i enjoyed so much as it was always my target to be able to send my children to school. in a way this was already achieved, alhamdulillah, even though i wasn't the one driving. inshaallah, soon. there were moments during my morning walk whereby i felt like walking in a normalmanner, alhamdulillah, inshaallah, a few more months of this routine , would eventually train the affected muscles to function properly. so you can guess how i feel about the current 2 weeks school holidays. nevertheless, walking is now relatively easier, just train my mind that" i can walk anywhere and i will not fall. now i know the reason allah afflicted me, it's to train me to wake up in the morning for the suboh prayers, without fail, get me ready for the next life, syukur alhamdulillah, if i hadn't been afflicted, early morning thoughts would have been preoccupied by either the urgent need to get to a golf course or otherwise, how best to get a legup before the working day commences. syukuur alhamdulillah to allah, for rewarding me this opportunity to correct myself and prepare for the next life.