Soft sound of someone humming happily can be heard the moment I walk out from the car. Windows are wide opened and so does the kitchen door.
I walk thru the unlocked grill of the main door just to find Jimi is washing the dishes and breakfast is ready on the table. My tiredness due to the implementation last night seems to collide when I see his smile welcoming me home. It is just a small help but this means the world to me!
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Friday, December 4, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Stuck
Office hour starts at 8.45 a.m., I got meeting at 9.00 a.m. at IT Centre and now the clock on the wall shows 9.25 a.m. What the hell am I doing at home? Still at home!! (sila baca dengan keadaan marah).
Jimi off to Glenmarie for his so-called ‘meeting on the green’ very early morning brings along our house key. My dear Dik Nur locks the front grill without even a courtesy to ask whether I have got the key with me or not. Aiyooo! Now I am locked in my own house waiting for rescue.
What makes me angry right now is not because of the ‘stuck-in-the-house’ drama, but I really am pissed off because Jimi did not pick up his phone when I needed him the most when he’s on the green. Believe it or not!
Jimi off to Glenmarie for his so-called ‘meeting on the green’ very early morning brings along our house key. My dear Dik Nur locks the front grill without even a courtesy to ask whether I have got the key with me or not. Aiyooo! Now I am locked in my own house waiting for rescue.
What makes me angry right now is not because of the ‘stuck-in-the-house’ drama, but I really am pissed off because Jimi did not pick up his phone when I needed him the most when he’s on the green. Believe it or not!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
he finally made it!
the medal is on top of the scroll received. cool huh?
i wore my black sport shoes with blazer and kain kebaya hahah kelakar gler. sib baik la org kat situ xtau what is the actual combination of the real attire LOL.
a glimpse of jimi i tried to capture when he turned backThe moment we waited for had finally arrived. On 22nd October 2008 at approximately 6.30 p.m. local time, Jimi received his master degree in Aerospace Management ending his 15-month life as a student.
It was tough for both of us being separated just after 3 months of marriage, missed two of our birthday celebrations, his absent at my two bros’ wedding, his sister and my sister’s engagement, not able to be anywhere near to his late grandpa September last year as well as his late grandma a week before Ramadhan this year.
When it comes to hardship faced by those who study abroad, everyone has his/her own version of story. So does Jimi when suddenly his normal routine within his comfortable territory became otherwise – he had to prepare his lunch himself very early morning since his class started at 8 a.m. ended at 5.00 p.m. 5 times a week for straight 12-month, been chased out from the place he normally used for Zohor and Asar prayer, was a victim of IAS’ bureaucratic and internal politics that had resulted in failure to secure his place at Airbus for internship, just to name a few.
On the brighter side of it, he is now able to cook himself (which is super important *wink*), more sensitive to his surrounding, more confident to speak his mind (he used to be very reserve of his opinion), the international exposure has somehow built precious friendship and network with 14 different nations in his class and yes he can actually look for a better job after this regardless of the ‘ridiculous contract’ bonding him with MIGHT for the next 7 years!
The distance makes our hearts grow fonder and I thank God for us more appreciating each other. For the hardship we faced makes us ‘really’ understand that nothing comes easy or can be traded off with our pride and dignity.
The scroll may contain his name on it but nothing is in comparison with the experiences we gathered along the journey. Having said all this…I congratulate him for the achievement. Well done!
It was tough for both of us being separated just after 3 months of marriage, missed two of our birthday celebrations, his absent at my two bros’ wedding, his sister and my sister’s engagement, not able to be anywhere near to his late grandpa September last year as well as his late grandma a week before Ramadhan this year.
When it comes to hardship faced by those who study abroad, everyone has his/her own version of story. So does Jimi when suddenly his normal routine within his comfortable territory became otherwise – he had to prepare his lunch himself very early morning since his class started at 8 a.m. ended at 5.00 p.m. 5 times a week for straight 12-month, been chased out from the place he normally used for Zohor and Asar prayer, was a victim of IAS’ bureaucratic and internal politics that had resulted in failure to secure his place at Airbus for internship, just to name a few.
On the brighter side of it, he is now able to cook himself (which is super important *wink*), more sensitive to his surrounding, more confident to speak his mind (he used to be very reserve of his opinion), the international exposure has somehow built precious friendship and network with 14 different nations in his class and yes he can actually look for a better job after this regardless of the ‘ridiculous contract’ bonding him with MIGHT for the next 7 years!
The distance makes our hearts grow fonder and I thank God for us more appreciating each other. For the hardship we faced makes us ‘really’ understand that nothing comes easy or can be traded off with our pride and dignity.
The scroll may contain his name on it but nothing is in comparison with the experiences we gathered along the journey. Having said all this…I congratulate him for the achievement. Well done!
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