The topic is err....two pronged actually...

One is the state I am in. I actually needed serious help in my job. Of all the years I've been working, I rarely needed or feel like I need any help. If any of my subordinates, or even my bosses could not cope or do any of their job, I will step in and do it for them.

And I have always delivered the results according to the deadline. No matter at what cost.

But now, with this new project that I am currently working on. I would really prefer if someone could take over my task. Not that I'm jaded or cannot do it, but then the price of completing the task would be immense that it would seriously deteriorate the scant time that I'm spending with my family at the mo'

Flashback a bit - I am now the Production Manager for this gameshow on local TV. The nature of the game show demands that it is shown live-on-air. Thus, the demand for perfection for each show is a compulsory. This game show airs 6 days a week, for at least another year. When does the show goes on air? 1am in the morning, for an hour.

And, what is more..for Ramadhan, we'll be doing extra work. Not an hour show anymore, but three hours on a stretch. So that means we will be on air from 1am to 4am everyday. Kiss your sahur at home goodbye buddy..haha!

And it does not stop there. Rapid expansion to the company spells new projects. We have secured airtimes in China about a month ago. And it is scheduled to start..err..tommorow.

Now since the cost to connect a direct live-feed into China would be too huge for a smal company like ours, we have decided to make a pre-recorded show (no need to explain the mechanics lah...it will confuse you people..heck, even I get confused by it sometimes).

So, we need to record the episodes for the China TV stations. Fine by me, only it is starting on the first day of Ramadhan! And we need to record four episodes of an hour show per day.

And we still have ANOTHER daily morning show (which I was pulled out from, thank god) running in the studio as well. So we could only start recording after 12pm.

So the schedule goes - 12pm, everybody prepares the recording itinerary. 1pm, we start recording. Barring any mistakes or retakes it will finish at 6 or 7 pm. Then I will need to take care of the live show at 1am until 4am.

Repeat, cycle and rinse.

Die standing. Thank you.

So, if you know anyone who has TV/Video/Multi-Camera Production background who would like to start a career in a fledgling company that pays..err...reasonably, preferably Production Manager or a Producer (Production Assistants would be nice as well), please please do tell me. I have enough of the evil-eye coming from my wife as it is already.

Ooohh...if the person is Chinese would be nice too...because currently all of our mid-management people are Malays, so it could get sticky during Hari Raya, you know what I mean?

Doa Hari – 1

Ya Allah! Jadikanlah Puasa Ku Sebagai Puasa Orang-Orang Yang Benar-Benar Berpuasa. Dan Ibadah Malam Ku Sebagai Ibadah Orang-Orang Yang Benar-Benar Melakukan Ibadah Malam. Dan Jagalah Aku Dan Tidurnya. Hapuskanlah Dosa Ku . Wahai Tuhan Sekalian Alam! Dan Ampunilah Aku, Wahai Pengampun Para Pembuat Dosa.

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Ramadhan this year is gonna be different. First, if you read mokciknab's, my mother-in-law is performing Umrah thf whole month. My parents are in Melaka taking care of Nek. They won't be back for Raya. Guess that's where we will be this Raya. My husband, err he's at work even as  I typed. I'm not complaining la sayang, really! *sulk*.

So today, on the first day of Ramadhan, I was alone during Iftar. Even my Helper was not with me. These days Naim been very very demanding. (No, I am not grumbling!).

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Photo was taken last September.

October is the month of exam for Najwa. Today, she has Ujian Bahasa Malaysia and Tulisan. Next week is Mathematic and Science and Jawi and Reading. Pergh!

Ibu is nervous.

Balik Kampung!

Last weekend, Firhad finally got one day leave. So off to Melaka we went (major points to Kak Lisa!). In short, these are the things we did/had:

Slept more than 4 hours during daytime. Heaven!

Let the kids played on the beach, in the rain. 

Had Asam Pedas Daging and Masak Lemak Ketam on the first day, among other things.

And kupang masak dunno, Lemak Nangka and Ayam Masak Merah the next day. Heh heh.

Mak took me to a Cambodian shop where Baju Kurung and Baju Melayu are sold at RM40-RM65 per pair. Per Pair ye orang Kolumpo! Jahitan pun cantik. Good thing I don't have lots of money, aye.

Found out that my parents been buying drinking water from vending machine. RM4.20 for 2 big bottles that can only lasts for 1.5 days. Mak said, the water 'here' doesn't taste the same. I couldn't have agree more. Hmm... shouldn't an audit be done at each state on water quality or its composition whatever?

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Nek

On Sunday morning, Nek asked for the phone. Well, not verbally, she pointed at the phone..err not the phone, the wall clock actually. She pointed at the wall clock. Mak somehow knew she meant the phone. Probably because the numbers are bigger and easier for her to recognise. Anyway, we placed the clock in front of her and she pressed 261XXXX, it was my uncle’s phone number. Wow! She remembers after all! And to see her able to coordinate her fingers is simply Syukran.  

And I swear, Nek smiled when Naim shaked hands with her. 

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Cold Storage 

I was in a big freezer for the past two days for training. ‘Freezer’ because I was shivering, clenching my teeth throughout the sessions. Even my nails turned blue, fingers went numb. Blackheads yang keras tu pun bley jadik lembik. I could hardly hear what Mr James Roth was blabbering about. I didn’t take down notes for fear of freezing my hands. They said the room temperature was 20C, bugger! The air-cond in my office is either 27C or 26C and THAT’s the lowest I could tolerate.

At times like this, I wish those fats in my prosperous tummy and thighs are spreaded evenly, ya know.

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Najwa says "Addition - come, come, come", "Substract - go, go, go'"

Bulan Ramadhan telah mengajar kiter satu perkara. ‘Yang buruk itu datang dari diri kita sendiri’. Kita percaya bahawa salah satu rahmat Ramadhan ialah syaitan dan iblis 'diikat' supaya umat Islam boleh menjalankan ibadah puasa sebaik-baiknya. Bermakna, tiada hasutan syaitan atau bisikan jahat sepanjang bulan Ramadhan, betul ke?

Tapi kenapa kiter masih ade buruk prasangka, menjerit sesama ahli keluarga, melambat-lambatkan sembahyang (buat-buat tak dengar azan subuh), buka tudung bila ade 'peluang', derhaka, boros beli kuih dan otak-otak dan murtabak dan roti boom (walaupun yang semalam masih berbaki). Kenapa kiter lazat mengumpat, suka merajuk, tidak bertegur sapa dan mungkir janji? Syaitan mana pulak yang terlepas dah cucuk kiter?

Sebetulnya, bukan syaitan yang bisik jahat kat kiter, kan?

Kiter sendiri.

Kiter sendiri yang jahat, yang dengki, yang ‘laknat’.

Kiter yang nak tengok buntut orang goyang-goyang, kiter yang tak nak sembahyang, malas pergi terawih (alasan nak jaga anak sebenarnya nak tengok DH), kiter yang bongkak tak nak kumpul pahala (tahun depan ade lagi).

Mulut kiter yang menguap besar masa sembahyang, terkemut-kemut tahan angin. Kiter belum taubat sebab kiter tahu lepas ni kiter akan buat dosa lagi. 

Mata kiter yang berpinar-pinar tengok cincin berlian orang lain. Bibir kiter yang muncung kat makbapak, kat laki/bini kiter. Tangan kiter yang selongkar harta org lain. Kiter yang malas nak baca Quran (ntah ingat lagi ke tidak bacaan tuh), Kiter yang give-up nak ajar anak baca Muqaddam sebab kiter boleh transfer tanggungjawab tu pada orang lain. Kiter yang was-was nak bagi sedekah kat Pakcik yang takde kaki kat pasar malam tu.

Kiter yang jahat, kan?. Kiter sendiri. Berdekah-dekah agaknya syaitan ketawakan kiter.