Childrens ( the beauty of life )

Dont you just love this picture. My neices and nephews, my girl n boy....dont you just wish to be back in time ....carefree life....

welcoming the sunlight every morning with a smile on the face.

Childrens, the beauty of life.....

Soleil

20th century's life

Wow!! forty years ago, when there is no such thing as laptop, cyber thingy, life I think so much healthier. We spent time outdoors with frens and neighbours. But look at now, all the time are spent indoors with computers. Anything especially game make us so damn addicted....and I just think it is not a healthy life at all.

Coming home during long holidays to the village where my parent are, life dont seem to change from the urban life....just look at these pictures......
My gurl and my neices locked themselves in one of the room for hours on end with laptop. These group a teenager's group crazy about the Japanese singers and actors.....I wonder if they understand a word of japanese language...hahaha

And this one, if they dont spend their time on the phone, text messaging, they spend it with the laptop. The one on the left is 14 years old, even sleep with the handphone...and the other one too is 14 years old, crazy blogging. She is a bookworm (english books only) and her use of the english language is far much better than the mother who is the lecturer at the university...lol. She even writes her own version of Harry Porter...

Ahhhh..look at this one, the long hours of the doctor's work has taken its toll. Dr Hanna will fall asleep anywhere she puts her head...if she is awake..then what do you think she will be doing???Laptop lover as well....she kills her stress by farming on Facebook.....I love her farm...beautiful

And me, if I didnt spend the time catching up with the old time stories wiv my mum, sisters and brothers, I like to spend my time on my own with my laptop in my own world......nice feeling...

And this one...mmmmm 6 years old grandson, 6 years old nephew and 7 years old neice drowned in a pc game.....thats what I call cyber kids....they are so much into it and they can handle the laptop better than their parent...hahahaha

And here is Dr Hanna (in brown blouse) when she is off work and awake.....with her cousin Dilla, a company secretary...surfing the net...hmmmmmm

That's the kind of life in the 20th century......

Soleil

I Wonder

I woke up from a bad dream of loosing my angel this morning and I WONDER.......

I wonder........

whether I can still hear my angel's voice

whether I can still talk to my angel

whether I can still run to the safe haven provided for me before

whether that angel of mine is still there

whether that angel still the same

I wonder.........

where that angel is flying to

what that angel is eating

what that angel is drinking

what that angel is doing

I wonder.........

why the words are getting less from the angel above

And most importantly I wonder.......

whether that angel still loves me the same

I WONDER.......

And my heart bleeds from wondering too much....

Soleil

Love Song ( 4U My Sweet Angel ))

How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesnt touch

your soul?

How can I raise it high enough, pass you, to other things?

I would like to shelter it, amongst remote lost objects

in some dark and silent place that doesnt resonate

when your depths resound

Yet everything that touches us, me and you

takes us together like a violin's bow

which draws one voice out of two separate strings

Upon what instruments are we two spanned?

And what musician holds us in his hand?

Oh sweetest song...

Soleil

Puisi Buat Mama (Mengenang kembali kehidupan di Kota London - Puisi ini ditulis 22 tahun yang lalu)

mama, pagi ini mentari menciumi dahiku, bagaikan

kejutan elektrik, darahku terbangun dari lena tidur

menghirup wangi bebunga, yang musimnya

sedang menghujung, dalam kerasnya bayu dingin

mama, kota asing ini banyak mencabar keimanan

yang adakalanya waktu-waktu begini, aku gagal

menjadi anak watan yang berdiri kukuh, kekadang

aku mampu melakukan apa saja dan kekadang pula

aku hanya membiarkan segalanya begitu saja

mama, disini hari-hariku menatap mata-mata hijau

biru, kelabu, coklat dan selainnya, dan hari-hari jua

kulihat rerambut yang berbagai warnanya, dan kota

ini mama penghuninya masih saja bernama

manusia, seperti kotaku yang sekian lamanya aku

tinggalkan

tapi

ada kekurangan dikecukupan ini

ada kepincangan dikesempurnaan ini

ada sesuatu yang tidak kutemui di sini

kota ini tidak pernah sunyi mama, dari nyanyian

lelagu yang melenakan, yang malamnya bermula

tatkala jam didinding telah lesu berpusing, terlalu

banyak kelainannya mama, sejauh jarak yang

memisahkan kita,

betapa daerahku ini tidak lagi

kudengar akan merdunya suara azan bila subuh menjelma

tiada lagi lunaknya suara bilal bila iqamah

dibaca, tiada lagi itu semua mama bagai dulu

di kampung kita

dan

kadang-kadang betapa ngerinya mama bila

mengingatkan

sebahagian dari hari-hariku disini berada

di dalam bumi (underground tube)

sedangkan aku masih belum mati

Soleil

Oct 1987

Kalau Nanti Kau Temui ( Buat teman-teman )

dengan dharma seorang lelaki yang rakuskan

buahnya yang ranum dan memulakan satu kewujudan yang

begini lain ertinya, siapakah yang benar-benar tau

antara kesetiaan, kecintaan dan keinginan-keinginan

yang cukup payah ditafsirkan, sedang akulah kerakusan

itu, tanpa sebarang pengakuan yang lebih sempurna

darinya................semata kerakusan

kutemui dia pada nyata dan kutemui segalanya pada

ilusi, sedang akulah ilusi itu, akulah segala-galanya

menjadi terlalu bosan mencari seperti telah diketahui

bahawa apa yang bakal ditemui bukanlah yang ditemui
lalu berkhayal telah menemuinya, segala-galanya-

lelaki tua yang bermenung mencari wajahnya, merindui

kapal yang meninggalkan pelabuhan dan menuntut diriku

agar meyakini bahawa setiap yang pergi akan pasti

kembali....menemuiku, kerana akulah segala-galanya

pelabuhan, pemergian dan pengembalian, kehidupan tidak

mempunyai ruang dan waktu

bermula dengan setiap huruf yang membentuk menjadi

tandatanya, dan tidak berakhir dengan apa-apa sedang

kealpaan telah mengajar aku untuk mencarinya dalam

ruang dan waktu, yang sebenarnya tiada- lalu akulah

yang melupakan segala pesan yang telah aku janjikan

untuk kusampaikan kepada teman-teman sedang kita terus

berada dimana-mana, mabuk dan lupa dimana-mana

akulah yang gagal menafsir erti rindunya, lalu

kita sama-sama menjadi pemabuk yang merintih kesangsian

lorong lorong kota dan kesepian kampung halaman

membawa pulang bayang-bayang yang bakal kutiduri

dalam kealpaannya - melahirkan mimpi-mimpi yang

mengganggui kesucian mereka, dan membisikkan

pengalaman-pengalaman dihari muda

dan nanti bila kau mengerti , sahabat

akulah itu yang kau temui.......

Soleil

Was It U???

Was it u

who came sneaking into my dream

with a tender kiss

every single night

with the light of love and loneliness

Was it u

who wrote our name in the clouds

with a rainbow

every single day

with the smile on your face

Was it u????

Soleil

I Wanna Be

I wanna be the touch you need every single night

I wanna be the eyes that look deep into your soul

I wanna be the face you see when you close your eyes

I wanna be your fantasy and reality

And everything between

I want you to need me like the air you breathe

I want you to see me in your every dream

I want you to feel me in everything

I want you to need me....need me the way I need you

I need you more than you could know

I need you to never let me go

I need to be deep inside your heart

I just wanna be everywhere you are

I wanna be your deepest kiss

And the answer to your every wish

I wanna be the world to you

And I just want it all

Soleil

Angel's Voice

It was nice when you hear your angel talking to you and make you feel that everything is beautiful and will be alright. It doesnt really matter whether the voice came from the left or the right side, from up above or down below or from a distance or near your ear, it is still the angel"s voice...whether its loud and clear or just a soft whisper....when its your angel...it's wow!!!

Soleil

"Who Did That?"( A reminder to myself )

"Who did that?"..Those words tend to frighten most of us because they remind us of our parents wanting to know who did something they weren't happy about.

But what about the time when you see beauty before you? Do you stop and think, "Who did that?" The next time you see a work of art, stop and reflect on its creator.

When you see a flower, a beautiful painting, a child, or look in the mirror, stop and wonder, "Who did that?" If you are aware of the precious works of art around you, you will take better care of them and yourself. The artist went to a lot of troubles to create us all, so dont destroy the artwork. The treasures of the ages need to be preserved.

A thousand-year-old tree deserves to be looked at in awe. Each new creation, be it a tiny wildflower arising out of the earth or a baby elephant, is a work of art. Ask who the artist is and get to know the Creator better.

Try to see everything as a precious work of art today. Then ask yourself "Who did that?" The world will become your art gallery.

Soleil

Long Road

Saturday....what a day, my day spoilt for some reason and Angel you knew why....but I did go to my brother's house, missed the engagement party though....and when I reached there, most people left already, so I decided to spend the nite there in KKB.

Sunday morning, my kids, myself and a few others went to PJ to attend another open house at my eldest sister's place....more food, more fat...lol

Decided to go back a lillte early, coz my dad doesnt want to drive at night, and neither do I, cant stand the glare...hubby supposed to drive my dad's car and I drive mine, but daddy insisted of driving his...my boy wanted to be in my dad's car.....reaching the PJ toll on the way back home, we lost my dad...cant see his car behind, waited and waited...nope...not a sign of him so I rung my boy and was told that my dad took to the left instead of going straight... Omigoshhh.... they were on their way to Selayang..mmmm

After much phone direction, he still cant find his way out, and we cant make the U turn on the hightway...what a mess I said...luckily my boy was wiv my dad and my mum...it was getting dark, and when I spoke to my dad, he said he cant see well at night. So I did what I had to do. Rung my policeman brother and asked him to locate where my dad was and go get him...

LUCKILY he was also on his way in the same direction but much behind and he then located my dad and drove his car (my sister in law drove my brother's car..hehehe) to where we were waiting.

Then I took the wheel of my car from hubby and he took the wheel of my dad.....and.....voila...

at last we were safely home.....thank God....

Soleil

Thank you ( dedicated to my Angel and you know who you are )

Thank you Angel for lifting me up today when I fell. How unfortunate I cannot tell you that in person, eye to eye, how much I appreciate what you did to stop me from falling deeper. I want to hug you for being you and providing me with the safe haven to hide whenever I need to run away from the hustle bustle of life's problems.

As always, If I am not ok, I'll be ok. Thank you again my Angel for being just the way you are.

Dont go changing....I will treasure "LUCKY" and let it soothe my pain whenever I need a dose of good drug to relax......

Soleil

The Word Of God - I Wonder

I wonder how can a person who is certain of death be happy.

I wonder at a person who is certain of the Day of Judgement, but still accumulates wealth.

I wonder at a person who is going into the grave, but still smiles without concern.

I wonder at a person who is certain of this world's doom, but still has tranquility in loving this world.

I wonder at a person who is certain of the Hereafter and its Bounties but he still rests.

I wonder at a person who is knowledgeable in his speech but ignorant in his heart.

I wonder at a person who cleans himself/herself with water, but does not cleanse his/her heart.

I wonder at people who looks for bad habits in others, but are unaware of the same in themselves.

I wonder at a person who knows that Almighty God is aware of his actions, but still commits sins.

I wonder at a person who preaches to the people, but does not preach to his own soul.

I wonder at a person who knows that he/she will die alone, go into the grave alone, give counts alone, but still totally engrossed with people who will not be able to help him/her.

Soleil

Mentari esuk khas buat A

Malam-malam begini terkadangnya sepasang mata ini terlalu ingkar untuk memasuki alam mimpi dan memaksaku mengingati masa lalu, merenung masa kini dan mengimpikan masa depan.

Kadangkala keterasingan amat terasa memakan diri sendiri dan dalam keterasingan inilah aku menjadi dewasa, dan aku tidak perlu lagi belajar menjadi dewasa dalam kedewasaan ini. Ah mata, temanilah aku menerokai alam mimpi dimana di alam itu segala sesuatu tidak memerlukan "reasons"...jam di dinding telah lesu berpusing dan fikiran aku masih menerawang jauh ke zaman lampau....segala manis, segala pahit bercampur menjadikan kehidupan ini begini rupa....ah rindulah pula aku pada senyumnya, rindulah pula aku pada lirik matanya dan rindulah pula aku pada gemersik suaranya.

Kembali ke saat saat ini, aku kehilangan sesuatu...hilang yang entah dimana akan kucari adanya, pahitnya hidup kalau tiada kesempurnaan....aku mencari bahagia itu yang hilang dibawa awan...terbang tinggi ke langit biru....

Dan aku menerjah alam depan yang tidak menjanjikan apa-apa....segalanya terlalu kabur bagaikan gerimis disenja hari....terkadangnya aku bagaikan nampak bebayang itu, dan adakalanya saat menjadi sepi dan sunyi tanpa apa-apa....ahhh kalau terbelat, biarlah dihujung aur...

Kusimpan segala memori, kutempuhi segala duga dan kugapai segala harap......

Mentari esuk pasti kan bersinar lagi.....(mentari...ianya memanaskan, ia juga membakar...)

Soleil

Praise (dedicated to M)

Praise is seen in your eyes when you look at your beloved. Praise is felt in your touch when you embrace. Praise is heard in your voice when you speak to the one you adore. Praise is about your loved one's potential and the hope you have for that person. Praise is like helium, it lifts us up above the troubles and obstacles of life.

Praise does not say you are perfect. It says I admire you and what you have accomplished and what you will go on to do. Praise is the food of the soul. No one survives without it.

Praise is like fertilizer. Sprinkle it freely, and those you love will grow, bloom and blossom.

Soleil.

Support

Our life is whirling around us, and we feel dizzy and ready to fall. Now is the time to look for support. Find some firm ground to stand on, and then reach out and ask others to stand beside us to help maintain our balance.

When we were a child and whirled around a post, we kept a firm grip on it so that no matter how fast we were going or how many times we circled, we had support and did not fall. Remember that in our life, get a firm grip and then start whirling.

Our support post can be many things or people. Once it is in place, we will be ready for whatever may throw us off balance. So be sure it's anchored well and that we are firmly supported by the people in our life.

Get a grip and enjoy the merry-go-round of life.

"The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy"

~Martin Luther King Jr~

Soleil