Friday, September 30, 2011

OHMS 19: MY SIFU

OHMS 18:: LIFE TO THE FULLEST


































SAHOCA 26: JALIL VS SHUAIB


























OHMS 17: LIGHTS AT THE END OF TUNNEL























REMEMBRANCE 95: OLD LEGS NEVER DIE



















OHMS 16: MAN KERDIL

REMEMBRANCE 94: TRIBUTE TO MEMORY







Tuesday, September 27, 2011

SAHOCA 25: SMONE TAHLIL FOR HALIM



Both educationists Haji Mohamed Lebai Endut (left) and
Mohd. Shuaib Che Din (right)
met for the first time after 50 years




Haji Yaacob Mohamed




Haji Mohamed Lebai Endut






Haji Harun Ali





Haji Ismail Ibrahim busy with his briyani Mansoor



Haji Syed Zain (left) and Haji Mohd. Saad Shafie (right)




Haji Abu Bakar Yaacob




From top " Syed Zain, Harun Ali, Mohd Shariff Saad,
Ismail Ibrahim and the cane, able companion of Syed Zain"




Haji Abdul Halim Abdullah (left) and Haji Abu Bakar Yaacob



One of our Special Malay One 1956 classmates, the late Abdul Halim Mat Ninggal has passed away peacefully at 10.14 pm at the Sultanah Bahiyah Hospital, Alor Setar on Thursday 24 March 2011. He was laid to rest at the Derga Mosque Cemetery before the Friday prayers on 25 March 2011. The late Abdul Halim Mat Ninggal was 67 years old and in his memory, his classmates of the Special Malay One 1956, Sultan Abdul Hamid Primary School held a simple Tahlil Prayers for him on Saturday, 30 July 2011 at my residence at Taman Tunku Mahmud, Pumpong.

We pray for the blessing of Alllah SWT to place the late Abdul Halim Mat Ninggal among the faithfuls.

SIBLINGS 77: THORNS AMONG ROSES



Smiling away after consuming the sumptuous foods that has been prepared by them for themselves @ sendiri bikin sendiri sedap




Three thorns among the roses





Clock sifu, Mr. Perumal concurs with Munirah's clock collection




The last to arrive, the last to depart



The ladies with their proper dining etiquette under the watchful eyes of Miss Somchit



The ladies eating away leisurely when Miss Somchit finally joined their table



Bidding farewell to the senior host with the high expectation of being invited again



Bidding farewell among themselves



The stern assistant monitor, Noriah pleading with her friends not to take home the foods. Noriah's motto of the day " You can consume as much as you like within the four walls but you cannot consume not even a drop of Miss Somchit's laicikang beyond the four walls of Munirah's house. "
Every body abides by the rule of the day





Every body taking back their empty food containers



Farewell to Munirah and her beloved mother

On Saturday, 17 September 2011, Zam again asked me to accompany her to her classmates' another do or rather post Aidilfitri's gathering at Munirah's house in Sukan Menanti, Pantai Johor. After assuring me that she has obtained the permission from their gathering's monitor, I obligingly agreed to accompany her.


I did not register any regret of accompanying Zam because all the foods on the table were very tasty indeed. All the foods were prepared by the ladies themselves and they brought along the best foods that they has prepared. If the foods were available during the Ramadan Bazaar, I strongly believe that the foods would surely vanish by the blink of your eyes.


I could not identify the foods in details but I knew that Rahmah has prepared clasped glutinous rice (pulut dakap) and stirred glutinous rice (pulut kacau), Zawiah with her beef rice (nasi daging), Miss Somchit with her famous laicikang. Mrs. Guat Tam also brought along a punch bowl which I could not notice any sign of food in it. Pak Haji, the master chef only brought only her empty stomach because she was busy with her neighbour's feast. . Apart from that, I saw three types of fried meehoon laid on the table beside an assortments of mouth watering traditional cakes and cookies.


Last but not least, the last person to arrive was Norpah who brought along her own cooked casting net bread (roti jala). The monitor commented that Norpah was late because she has got to cast her casting net (jala) at various parts of the Kedah River to get her casting net bread before coming to Suka Menanti. After tasting her casting net bread, I strongly believe that she did not has to cast her casting net because own cooked casting net bread (roti jala) was also par excellence with any famous fisherman chef .


Apart from enjoying the tasty foods, I was rather fortunate to have the company of another four thorns among the prickly roses. Their presence together with the pleasantness of the hosts really portrayed the true meaning of Suka Menanti. With that number of thorns around, it would be impossible for the roses to prick us as they wish..

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

REMEMBRANCE 91: ALOR SETAR FAST TRACK

Who says Alor Setar is a sleepy old town without any excitement what so ever. Alor Setar has proven the critics wrong by the roaring sounds of the drift cars racing on Friday, 13 May 2011 at the vicinity of Stadium Darul Aman, Alor Setar. Stadium Darul Aman again experienced another thundering shrieking motor bikes when the 6th. Petronas Kart Prix was held on Friday 22 July 2011.

Alor Setar is indeed a sleeping town no more.



Crowds converging at the Drift Car Racing Circuit adjacent to Seri Malaysia





The track being laid down



Toyota cars rules the racing track




Another Toyota car taking the stride





THE 6TH PETRONAS KART PRIX



The racing track for kart prix is being cordoned off for safety measures




Able bodied marshals inspecting the racing track for its worthiness




The racing track is cleared for racing




The chief marshal all the way from Shah Alam



The race begins




The lead rider taking the curve



Followed through by the other riders




The unlucky rider is taken for a ride in the ambulance to Sultanah Bahiyah Hospital