Tales of Bureaucracy

School holidays are over and reading my friends’ blog has given me the notion that everybody had a wonderful time. As for me it wasn’t really bad, just that I didn’t manage to go back to my hometown due to the time constraint plus hubby’s tight schedules. But the family gathering has made up for the loss…though it was quite tiring experience with the wedding and entertaining…it was worth it. During the gathering I got the chance to meet the long lost relatives. When I saw tears in my grandma’s eyes when she met with her brothers and sisters it was a very touching moment. Hmm… tiga hari my family ada kat sini boleh jadi mabuk kari…everyday kena masak kari, eating out pun kena cari nasi kandar kat pelita…tapi bukan itu yang nak cerita sangat pun, tu selingan je. Sebenarnya I was so piss off with all the red tapes that I had to go through just to buy a small cheap car using a government loan (this is the real cause I couldn’t balik kampung). I got a phone call from treasury department regarding my application forms, seems like there was a part in the agreement which was incomplete. So I had to go all the way to Putrajaya to get the forms and it so happened that my boss didn’t sign at the witness section. Well he’s not really to blame since it was stated there nama dan jawatan only. The lady in charged said I had to ask the distributor to produce a new letter since they can only release the money in September and there’s one particular word yang buat surat tu tak diterima “bila-bila masa”. Tak taula apa dosanya perkataan tu and hey it’s not my fault duit tu kena release in September…I sent the application in July. And yesterday I managed to get everything done and shot to Putrajaya again only to be given a notion that I’ll only get the money in October…after raya of course! Come on! It’s not yet September and I have to wait about a month kononnya dah terlepas tarikh..tak sempat sesangat nak squzee in untuk September. And guess what…kena mintak surat baru change the month from September to October..ha..hah…Kudin bengang gile…katanya nak dapat kereta sebijik pun teruk, tu pun kereta cikai je..bukannya apply nak beli BMW pun. Yela nak buat macam mana..dah nak mintak duit dia kena la tunggu jugak setahun pun. Since we really need the car terpaksa la mengemis jugak sebab dah takde cara lain lagi dah.

"The Bibik And I"

As my relatives are expected to arrive tomorrow evening, the house needs to be super clean and neat. ( they’re here for the wedding…three families are coming). Due to the house’s critical condition kudin decided to ask a maid to come and perform her magic to get everything in place. Hmmm…that was the brightest idea from him so far and I agreed in no time. So here she comes…looking rather frail and fragile ( she’s so thin and small). Guess she’s in her mid 20s though she looks older than that. Kudin went out for shooting so here I am…trying to give orders to a maid for the first time. Wheww…nampaknya memang tak berbakat nak jadi mem…every time I ask her to do the house chores I begin my sentence with “boleh tak tolong…” Kudin kept calling every 15 minutes to know the progress and when I mentioned this to him he said kalau dia kata tak nak you nak cakap apa? Suruh je la..kita bayar dia, bukan mintak tolong sesaje…taking the words to heart I was all set to see that everything is done to perfection. But after her third chores I actually asked her to stop and I nicely offered her coke! Ok la kan atas dasar peri kemanusiaan…tak sampai hati pulak tengok dia berpeluh-peluh, memang patutla kalau offer air pun kan…Bila dia start lipat kain yang bertimbun-timbun tu tetiba je mulut ni lancar je keluar, ‘yang baju kurung semua tu tak payah lipat ye, awak masuk bakul je saya buat sendiri, awak lipat yang lain-lain tu sudah”. Then I turun ambik penyapu dan sapu bilik and kemas everything so dia tak payah buat. Hmmm…how was that? Before she calls it a day, I asked her to put aside baju-baju yang dah tak nak dipakai so senang nak masuk kotak nanti. Wait…daripada simpan baik bagi dia kan…so I asked the bibik to chose any baju that she likes bawak balik. Something wrong with me? Kalau macam ni gayanya macam mana nak ada maid. Silap-silap nanti kita yang jadi maid, dia goyang kaki…

What's the Story Morning Glory...

Here am again...alast I've emerged from the cave to see civilization. Still I've to put up with terrible headaches and nausea put the blame on the pregnancy...well this is partly true. Ntahla dalam -dalam dok lembik ni sempat gak berpoya-poya during the weekends. First the wedding on Saturday night...though I'm practically in a delicate condition I managed to attend a wedding - Kudin's cousin whom he never met before. Actually we went to the wrong venue which happened to be next to the actual wedding. Dalam jalan terkepit-terkepit sebab pakai kasut tumit tinggi I realized that all of the guests looked different from us...and different colors too. Nasib baik la Dr. Kudin pergi intai kat entrance dulu sebelum masuk hall, rupanya Ramaiyyah weds Kaliammah. He..he...patutla lain macam! But we managed to get to right venue and made our grand entrance. I survived through the night...putting up pretty smiles and having civilize conversations with all the unfamiliar relatives. The next day was my day! I managed to drag hubby baby to watch a belly dancing show. My friend's daughter (forgive my husband's ignorance) did her first performance and we were there to give support. It was magnificient and we enjoyed it. Tapi tu la orang tua-tua cakap seronok sangat jadi tak seronok. Monday morning I didn't feel like going to work. Perut sakit , badan rasa lembik semacam je. I decided to be self indulged and took a day off. Sejak dua menjak ni I hate going to school. Everymorning I have to drag myself out of bed. Tapi dok rumah pun pening gak...En kudin dok kemas barang dari pagi sampi petang tak abis-abis. Habis sume barang Ammar masa baby dulu dipunggah keluar. Buat persediaan kononnya. Now the hall dah bertukar jadi stor tempat letak buai, play mat etc...Suka hati la labu! Penat nak layan ...ada lebih kurang 7 bulan lagi nak bersiap sedia!

The Truth Does Hurt

So many things have been going on last week. My deteriorating health conditions didn’t allow me to do much. Amidst all the headaches and nausea, I tried my best to give commitments to works and other responsibilities expected from me. Though I’m not normally the touching type over petty things especially, but I can’t help feeling rather sad and bitter about several incidents. I’m not saying that I’m really a nice person but most of the time I try to be helpful to others in any way I could. And what do I get in return? Okay so I’m used to not being appreciated or hearing a simple thank you for the deeds I’ve done but being ignored when asking a favour during your bad time entitled me to a feeling of bitterness and resentment I guess. Why the favour I was asking for was nothing compared to what I’m going through right now…and to think that I’ve done most of her job on her behalf…Ok somebody said I got all mushy just for a petty thing, and hey somebody pointed out that it’s all because of this pregnancy. May be they’re right ! But how would you feel if somebody said that you’re using your newly acquired condition as an excuse for not doing your jobs or shunning out your responsibilities??? Hey I’m just a normal human being…flesh and blood who happens to have feelings. Do they seriously think that I made things up…thing as serious as threatened abortion? I don’t ask for this to happen and I don’t ask for the extraordinary treatment due to my condition. All I ask for is a little bit of understanding and consideration. That’s all!