<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393</id><updated>2012-01-27T07:59:11.988-08:00</updated><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Dear Ilsa v.2</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-6035670792918405459</id><published>2009-02-07T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T19:30:08.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yehaaa!!! Menang lagi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5N5k3-gtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XrMFINoIbkY/s1600-h/er01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5N5k3-gtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XrMFINoIbkY/s400/er01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300259463007994578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5OGB7og-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/yk6y2mqVxXo/s1600-h/er02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5OGB7og-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/yk6y2mqVxXo/s400/er02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300259676966388706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5OGDgk2dI/AAAAAAAAAOU/96N6R6Py5Cs/s1600-h/er03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5OGDgk2dI/AAAAAAAAAOU/96N6R6Py5Cs/s400/er03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300259677389773266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5OGeTiwII/AAAAAAAAAOc/L36DUtQouic/s1600-h/er04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5OGeTiwII/AAAAAAAAAOc/L36DUtQouic/s400/er04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300259684582867074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5OGc_MWtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/QQ9Ml6LV7xg/s1600-h/er05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5OGc_MWtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/QQ9Ml6LV7xg/s400/er05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300259684229077714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5Rj-dvsLI/AAAAAAAAAO0/l60W5bi8TZw/s1600-h/pr02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5Rj-dvsLI/AAAAAAAAAO0/l60W5bi8TZw/s400/pr02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300263489966682290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5RjmJCCEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-_-tj48O7U4/s1600-h/pr01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5RjmJCCEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-_-tj48O7U4/s400/pr01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300263483437353026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-6035670792918405459?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/6035670792918405459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=6035670792918405459&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/6035670792918405459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/6035670792918405459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2009/02/yehaaa-menang-lagi.html' title='Yehaaa!!! Menang lagi..'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SY5N5k3-gtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XrMFINoIbkY/s72-c/er01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-4921683724059898316</id><published>2008-12-13T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T07:20:45.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bat-I-maan Strike Again</title><content type='html'>Wondering how much a character can influence your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUPR4e3Z3TI/AAAAAAAAAMw/r5b6jV3J_5E/s1600-h/Photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUPR4e3Z3TI/AAAAAAAAAMw/r5b6jV3J_5E/s400/Photo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279293956496678194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the detail, not his actual drawing (mama Imaan did the drawing) but his imagination. For example, just after mama finish draw the batman character, Imaan still unsatisfied and wanted to have batman light (*look at the background).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune the Bat-I-maan will be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-4921683724059898316?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/4921683724059898316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=4921683724059898316&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/4921683724059898316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/4921683724059898316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2008/12/bat-i-maan-strike-again.html' title='Bat-I-maan Strike Again'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUPR4e3Z3TI/AAAAAAAAAMw/r5b6jV3J_5E/s72-c/Photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-4296432301238191137</id><published>2008-12-11T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:24:56.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice try Imaan.</title><content type='html'>It was last year raya, at one of atuk neighbor open house. It was huge and fun almost like a wedding. As usually the invitation was for atuk and nenek, but mama and abah (*mama yg nak sgt :P) tag along. So abah manage to take picture of you with some special guest. heh. Guest who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUHmfEe1XSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WUEzbDS4luo/s1600-h/imaan-how-u-doin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUHmfEe1XSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WUEzbDS4luo/s400/imaan-how-u-doin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278753659708333346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the guest was Wardina and her cute daughter. She was also being sporting to take picture with you also. So nice try Imaan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUHm0uq_LRI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bhrkPzPRNTc/s1600-h/imaan-how-u-doin-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 341px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUHm0uq_LRI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bhrkPzPRNTc/s400/imaan-how-u-doin-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278754031810850066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-4296432301238191137?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/4296432301238191137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=4296432301238191137&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/4296432301238191137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/4296432301238191137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2008/12/nice-try-imaan.html' title='Nice try Imaan.'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUHmfEe1XSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WUEzbDS4luo/s72-c/imaan-how-u-doin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-8063603313464475493</id><published>2008-12-11T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:45:21.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kiasu" - Cube lah!</title><content type='html'>Kiasu = word that literally means 'fear of losing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g: Abah send your pic to SONY competition and place the link in the blogspot in hop the other would click on the link and giving more chances for abah to submit picture to the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://l.innity-asia.com/widget/view/4159/swf/http%253A%252F%252Fskinnyt.sony.com.my%252Fimages%252Fcount_blog" id="mysonyvaiohunt" height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;param value="http://l.innity-asia.com/widget/view/4159/swf/http%253A%252F%252Fskinnyt.sony.com.my%252Fimages%252Fcount_blog" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="clickTAG=http://l.innity-asia.com/widget/click/4159/http%25253A%25252F%25252Fskinnyt.sony.com.my%25252Fshoters%25252Fbg%25252Fgoahash" name="flashvars"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;param value="all" name="allowNetworking"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g: After winning third place on last year so called Amazing + Explore Race competition. Abah n the team re-enter again this year which held in PD but this time we only take the first place only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUEnHz8TCqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jbH26Kecepg/s1600-h/20081201-_MG_6700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUEnHz8TCqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jbH26Kecepg/s400/20081201-_MG_6700.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278543253410613922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-8063603313464475493?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/8063603313464475493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=8063603313464475493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8063603313464475493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8063603313464475493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2008/12/kiasu-cube-lah.html' title='&quot;Kiasu&quot; - Cube lah!'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUEnHz8TCqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jbH26Kecepg/s72-c/20081201-_MG_6700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-8802458774042261206</id><published>2008-12-11T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:42:24.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your famous celebrity Aunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa nak cerita ye.. well, macam tu lah when it has been sometime not writing. Too much has happened. But if Mama tak abadikan kat sini, nanti Imaan dah besar mesti banyak yang Mama dah lupa. It's always little things in life that makes it worth living. But little things ni kita tend to forget especially when we're unhappy. Each moment I get to spend with you now is the sweet little things I want to remember when you're all grown and ready to start your own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Your development so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Imaan sekarang dah banyak akal. Also dah semakin petah. Even Aunty Ayien exclaimed "Eh, dah banyak dah dia cakap!" when she came over to discuss her wedding card. But still pelat2 lagi-- you tend to always speak the end of each word only, for example, your name, Ilsa Imaan would be "Cha Man" (You still have problem pronouncing the letter S too! So "Sleep" jadi "Leep"!). Your sentence pun a bit berterabur but like most mothers, I can still understand them unlike Abah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Kalau dalam car Imaan akan selalu kata "Imaan nak duduk Mama" &lt;-- Imaan nak duduk atas pangku Mama. Tapi Imaan masih kuat merajuk (a habit you developed ever since I left you for Vienna). Pantang tegur sikit, "Tak Nak Mama!" (nanti besar Mama hope Imaan cakap "Tak Nak Merokok" dengan the same passion ok! ^_^) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Aidil Adha 1429&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUDi5eXhmJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/x-3AMypPpkk/s1600-h/raya-haji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUDi5eXhmJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/x-3AMypPpkk/s400/raya-haji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278468240310376594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Abah, Aunt Maya, Uncle Armin, your future Aunt and Tuk Yahya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUDi5YBReqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Wxf-l8OB2rQ/s1600-h/raya-haji2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUDi5YBReqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Wxf-l8OB2rQ/s400/raya-haji2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278468238606432930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You and your three other uncle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;By the way, your ever so famous celebrity Aunt, Maya Karin came over during Hari raya Qurban together with her brother Uncle Armin. Aunt Irina didn't stay long after wedding Aunt Maya the other day and had already gone back to London. Their mother, your Tuk  Zan couldn't make it. Tuk Yahya pula datang without Tuk Bonny, just with his three boys. But since our apartment is small, 7 guests is already quite a full house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUDiPMyVQFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7CnFeW_wi0Q/s1600-h/imaan_aunty_maya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUDiPMyVQFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7CnFeW_wi0Q/s400/imaan_aunty_maya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278467514036469842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mama, you &amp;amp; your Aunt Maya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You banged your head at the nursery.. tsk. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;In Aunty Maya's opinion, kena strict with kids and not let them whine/cry for no reason. Mama doa2 lah Imaan akan lebih lembut hati and less merajuk! Nenek pesan suruh baca "Ya Latiff" berulang2 dan hembus kat ubun2 Imaan.. Tapi your cousin Afif kalau Mak Long buat macam tu masa dia mengamuk, dia dah pandai kata "Tak Nak Ya Latiff!" (Nampaknya kempen "Tak Nak!" amat berjaya so far :/)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Well, Mama nak sambung kerja. Till later sayang (hopefully not 2009!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Mwahhh from Mama &amp;amp; Abah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;P/s- post ni Mama tujukan buat Aunty Aiy demi menyahut cabaran not to lepas 2008 for my next post :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-8802458774042261206?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/8802458774042261206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=8802458774042261206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8802458774042261206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8802458774042261206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-famous-celebrity-aunt.html' title='Your famous celebrity Aunt'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SUDi5eXhmJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/x-3AMypPpkk/s72-c/raya-haji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-8434231836460749934</id><published>2008-11-01T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:34.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imaan got some story to tell ya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SQyA3i42X2I/AAAAAAAAALw/dLvv_MdXYG4/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SQyA3i42X2I/AAAAAAAAALw/dLvv_MdXYG4/s400/Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263723756235677538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;This was in mid of 2008, where we went for our vacation to Gold Cost. Tagging along is Mama's best buddy Dr. Ayien. We get to use the cool Mantra Circle on Cavill Apartment thanks to Abah's Palace Vacation Club membership. Actually, this trip was right before Mama had to leave you a full whole week++ for the first time ever-- Mama had to present a paper at Technical University of Vienna, Austria. So, this vacation trip was to relief our guilty conscience for having to leave you afterwards  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was, since our trip to Australia was just before Mama's trip to Austria, people often got confused where I was headed to last June/July. "You're presenting your paper at Australia?" "No, AusTRIA". And when I got back from our vacation in Australia, they exclaimed, "Oh! Thanks for the cute koala keychain! So how was presenting your paper at AusTRALIA?".. which of course Mama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;had to explain, "No. I haven't been to Austria yet to present my paper. I'm going off in a few more days though. Wish me luck." Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SRVxZwk0ErI/AAAAAAAAAL4/CAAQVteY1fA/s1600-h/Page_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SRVxZwk0ErI/AAAAAAAAAL4/CAAQVteY1fA/s400/Page_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266240026629640882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Anyways, the Gold Coast trip marks the beginning of your devotion to Batman-- as well as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; the day when your first start to believe Batman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; exists for real! Before this you were really into Spidey, and 'Makiyooooo'&lt;-- your own word for Ultraman. Don't ask me of its origin, I plan to ask you later when you're big enough to explain in clear sentence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture with the background of batman logo on the big screen was at Movie World (dah laa silau!). The second frame is the cropped photo of us (Mama pun tak paham apesal abah buat gambar camtu-- dia kata 'style'.pehh.) with your new founded Hero Batman (kewujudan Robin and Batwoman dikaburi oleh kehebatan Batman pada kaca mata Imaan).. You were so taken by Batman after watching him in live action; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;defeating the bad guys and riding his Batcar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;during the parade afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak itu, Imaan mula synonymous dengan Batman. Or should Mama say, Bat-I-maan? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-8434231836460749934?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/8434231836460749934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=8434231836460749934&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8434231836460749934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8434231836460749934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2008/11/imaan-got-some-story-to-tell-ya.html' title='Imaan got some story to tell ya!'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/SQyA3i42X2I/AAAAAAAAALw/dLvv_MdXYG4/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-941790968608156711</id><published>2007-09-12T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:23:27.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RugEW8kH5VI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_RQcdGHnKBU/s1600-h/20070101-DSC04264.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RugEW8kH5VI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_RQcdGHnKBU/s400/20070101-DSC04264.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109338569513100626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post je, ingin diucapkan Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadan Al-Mubarak kepada semua blogger(z) yang berpuasa..hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-941790968608156711?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/941790968608156711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=941790968608156711&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/941790968608156711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/941790968608156711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/09/selamat-menyambut-bulan-ramadan.html' title='Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadan'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RugEW8kH5VI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_RQcdGHnKBU/s72-c/20070101-DSC04264.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-8382180524971071953</id><published>2007-09-08T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T08:53:51.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imaan's bogus birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RuMAFSqCKaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/k630Ru-64aE/s1600-h/20070909-_MG_2321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RuMAFSqCKaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/k630Ru-64aE/s400/20070909-_MG_2321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107926493275761058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RuMLviqCKbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/t2WW1du7MdM/s1600-h/20070909-_MG_2325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RuMLviqCKbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/t2WW1du7MdM/s400/20070909-_MG_2325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107939313753139634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    Sorry Imaan, not your birthday yet,  it's Abg &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ben10&gt; &lt;/ben10&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ben10&lt;/span&gt;'s (a.k.a prevoiusly as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abg Batman&lt;/span&gt;) birthday. Abah had to say "Imaan, pegang meja je!" (Waaahhh.. anak Mama menurut arahan!). But, Mama &amp; Abah are happy to see how more 'grown-up' you are each day! You didn't really participate much during your own first birthday last February.. (masih tak faham.. or is it Mama and Abah buat tak cukup 'menarik'? :P) so now it's more obvious to see that you are now more excited about birthdays (like typical budak petots your age).. Abah just cant wait to celebrate your next coming birthday for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Even your sensei at shichida commented the other day "Haa..Imaan looks more 'matured' (tua kah? :P)" bila 'magic pointer' Imaan meng'demand' sesuatu. Hmm.. before Mama pun dah lupa, this is so far how Imaan punya development:&lt;br /&gt;..Imaan dah pandai buat muka 'busuk'&lt;br /&gt;..dah pandai jalan macam nenek tua (tangan ke belakang sambil bongkok2 sikit)&lt;br /&gt;.. kalau bosan sorang2, imaan akan tiba2 buat bunyi "Gemm, Gemm Cak!" (read: follow rythm "We will Rock you".. 'gemm gemm' tu a unique sound yg keluar dari hidung Imaan macan orang mendengus!)&lt;br /&gt;... pandai cakap "Nanok.." ('tak nak' yang dah hujungnye bercampur dengan muka 'busuk')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;.. pandai cakap "mane.. mane.. mane.. mane.. maneeeeee!" (yes, it comes in the particular set of repeated words with t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;he volume and pitch rising with each word! Imaan bukan cari apa-apa pun, just buat bunyi tu as a past-time! Abah kata dia rasa nak gigit Imaan tiap kali Imaan buat camtu.. hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;..at one point of time, Imaan kemaruk 'kiss' orang; habis sampai boy sebaya dia kat OU the other day pun dia nak cium (haiya Imaan, stick to the opposite gender lah, ok! -- tapi tunggu dah kawen hah! jangan jadi ashraf sinclair :P)&lt;br /&gt;.. Yang Imaan dah pandai buat for quite sometime is "Bye bye" orang (start dengan "Daa daaa" sebab diajar oleh Cik Yul ex-bibik ke-2, now dah yang ke-5.. or is it 6? Mama has lost count) siap dengan flying-kiss -- upon request la tapi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rua5ySqCKdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_gNvL9n6qpg/s1600-h/crooc.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 89px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rua5ySqCKdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_gNvL9n6qpg/s320/crooc.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108975100951144914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;.. Imaan's favourite is to sarungkan his crocs shoes -- kalau cakap "Imaan! Wear your shoes!" terkedek-kedek dia cari kasut/selipar merah (kusam dengan 'Jibbitz' Mickey Mouse yang dah hilang sebelah telinga) dia tu..Ye. Imaan sangat suka berjalan-jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;..Imaan also dah pandai faham arahan -- if Mama said "Imaan, close the door" -- hmm, tipulah, Mama cakap bahasa mesia je "Imaan tutup pintu" :P, Imaan akan terkedek-kedek gi tutup pintu. Hmmm.. hmmm.. upon knowing this, Abah dah berangan pelbagai benda dia nak suruh Imaan buat! But belum habis pun Abah's fantasy, Imaan yang dah bagi arahan dulu! -- Imaan akan paksa Mama ngan Abah duduk sebelah Imaan sambil tepuk-tepuk lantai sebelah Imaan macam pakcik tua nak ajak borak kat kedai kopi..&lt;br /&gt;.."Imaan, jangan laa luah-luah makanan macam tu! If Imaan don't want to eat, put in the dustbin!" Mama. "Huh?" Imaan. "Imaan! Don't hit your head" Abah. "Huh?" Imaan. "Imaan, jangan laa tutup TV!" Nenek."huh?"  Imaan."huh?" will keluar if the sentence given to him is long.. or Imaan nak buat-buat tak faham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Imaan-- buat muka busuk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RuMMsCqCKcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mbfVDKSn1bY/s1600-h/20070831-_MG_2082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RuMMsCqCKcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mbfVDKSn1bY/s400/20070831-_MG_2082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107940353135225282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaan.. Imaan..  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-8382180524971071953?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/8382180524971071953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=8382180524971071953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8382180524971071953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8382180524971071953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/09/imaans-bogus-birthday.html' title='Imaan&apos;s bogus birthday!!'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RuMAFSqCKaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/k630Ru-64aE/s72-c/20070909-_MG_2321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-8064845324834245571</id><published>2007-09-03T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T08:58:21.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Takziah buat Zarid &amp; Famy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Semoga Zarid &amp;amp; Famy tabah dan redha dgn ketentuan Illahi, insya Allah arwah akan menunggu kalian berdua di sana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-8064845324834245571?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/8064845324834245571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=8064845324834245571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8064845324834245571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8064845324834245571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/09/takziah-buat-zarid-famy.html' title='Takziah buat Zarid &amp; Famy'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-2701312418799541524</id><published>2007-09-01T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:34:05.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day after Merdeka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Imaan, Mama ngan Abah pergi melawat mak Andak masuk pertandingan melukis di Dataran Merdeka yang dianjurkan oleh Balai Seni Lukis. Congrat to mak Andak sebab menang n dapat hadiah yg best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Imaan pergi sana dapat ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rvvpf1EaK-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/CTwOmaBwCDs/s1600-h/_MG_2283-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rvvpf1EaK-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/CTwOmaBwCDs/s400/_MG_2283-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114938534840118242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;been there, done that, get the picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-2701312418799541524?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/2701312418799541524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=2701312418799541524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/2701312418799541524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/2701312418799541524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-after-merdeka.html' title='Day after Merdeka!'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rvvpf1EaK-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/CTwOmaBwCDs/s72-c/_MG_2283-Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-5265110880191022762</id><published>2007-08-31T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:46:25.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Merdeka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rtro1CqCKZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zGTQQeXKz9o/s1600-h/merdeka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rtro1CqCKZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zGTQQeXKz9o/s400/merdeka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105649125521762706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-5265110880191022762?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/5265110880191022762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=5265110880191022762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/5265110880191022762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/5265110880191022762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/08/selamat-hari-merdeka.html' title='Selamat Hari Merdeka!'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rtro1CqCKZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zGTQQeXKz9o/s72-c/merdeka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-1675136430355149322</id><published>2007-07-09T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T08:20:49.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick Your Favourite.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RpJP4kMoL2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/ihJrPsHM-UM/s1600-h/imaan-f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RpJP4kMoL2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/ihJrPsHM-UM/s400/imaan-f1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085214762462621538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RpJP-kMoL3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LTiA7OgcBT0/s1600-h/imaan-f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RpJP-kMoL3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LTiA7OgcBT0/s400/imaan-f2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085214865541836658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RpJQNUMoL4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/iksyk6pJKBM/s1600-h/imaan-f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RpJQNUMoL4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/iksyk6pJKBM/s400/imaan-f3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085215118944907138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua kat atas adalah gambar Imaan yg telah di 'print' tetapi tak semua yg dihantar untuk masuk competition. Abah letak je semua untuk tatapan mama-mama yg online (jual saham Imaan..harap ade yg berkenan..heh). Gambar yg abah paling suke ada kat atas sekali sebab abah ambik gambar 'candid' semasa spend-time ngan Imaan kat hotel di Melaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-1675136430355149322?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/1675136430355149322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=1675136430355149322&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/1675136430355149322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/1675136430355149322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Pick Your Favourite.. :)'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RpJP4kMoL2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/ihJrPsHM-UM/s72-c/imaan-f1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-8569127078045811867</id><published>2007-06-25T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T06:13:09.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rn-9qVGFBfI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2QXQ1QdyRko/s1600-h/imaan-mng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rn-9qVGFBfI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2QXQ1QdyRko/s400/imaan-mng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079987439612003826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tahniah Imaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun dapat tempat kedua, Imaan tetap the best. Terima kasih pada mama dan Mak Long kerana bersungguh-sungguh menghantar borang pertandingan. Abah tak sure gambar mane yg menang, tapi kalau sempat nanti abah uploadkan gambar tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam pada 'Cicak-cicak di dinding' pada Imaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-8569127078045811867?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/8569127078045811867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=8569127078045811867&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8569127078045811867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/8569127078045811867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/06/menang.html' title='Menang..'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rn-9qVGFBfI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2QXQ1QdyRko/s72-c/imaan-mng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-6438742994431633712</id><published>2007-06-02T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:28:41.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waddle..Waddle..Waddle..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RmFhiO60HlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jE_bi8mpYiQ/s1600-h/imaan-ttw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RmFhiO60HlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jE_bi8mpYiQ/s400/imaan-ttw1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071441896144117330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rmeld1GFBeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sbp2X7haaXc/s1600-h/imaan-waddle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rmeld1GFBeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sbp2X7haaXc/s400/imaan-waddle2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073205437143516642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Imaan &amp;amp; Abah went to Tasik Titiwangsa while Mama went to her art class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-6438742994431633712?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/6438742994431633712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=6438742994431633712&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/6438742994431633712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/6438742994431633712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/06/waddlewaddlewaddle.html' title='Waddle..Waddle..Waddle..'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RmFhiO60HlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jE_bi8mpYiQ/s72-c/imaan-ttw1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-7051745235487717249</id><published>2007-05-26T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T02:17:45.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" size="2"&gt;Dear clever little Imaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rl6Nhe60HjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/usX3EFvJXDU/s1600-h/imaan-candid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rl6Nhe60HjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/usX3EFvJXDU/s400/imaan-candid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070645836840705586" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" size="2"&gt;Ouch! Don't bite Imaan..! Now that you're teething (in addition to the current 6 1/2 -- 2 at the bottom, 4 at the upper front gums and 1/2 on the right upper gums --hmm, really should start looking for their proper dental names) you have been biting here and there, everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak Long said the other day you bit Abang Anwar after Abang Afif pushed you for pulling his hair (talk about chain reaction..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there are actually three of them now, with little Ashraf being delivered last 23rd of May. Funny thing was that Mama's friend, Dr.Bahiyah, was coincidently there in the labor room to assist Mak Long's obstetrician. Aunty Bahiyah told Aunty Ayein (who was temporarily posted at Hospital Selayang as well) who then told Mama (another chain reaction?..) about the good news of the birth. He was a cute bundle of.. 4kg! Well, guess that should be expected from a baby one-week overdue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rl6SnO60HkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BRIkWhGgm8g/s1600-h/imaan-looking-fwd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rl6SnO60HkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BRIkWhGgm8g/s400/imaan-looking-fwd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070651433183092290" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" size="2"&gt;By the way, Mama started the first class with Madam Ilse Noor at Kunang-kunang yesterday. Good grief Mama's hand was stiff! Really taught me a lesson on what a long break from drawing could do to you.. (and imagine thinking that it would be just like riding a bicycle :P). But it's a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Mama have to get you ready for Shichida class this afternoon. Mama will try to post some of Ashraf pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang Imaan always!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-7051745235487717249?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/7051745235487717249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=7051745235487717249&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/7051745235487717249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/7051745235487717249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/05/update.html' title='Update..?'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/Rl6Nhe60HjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/usX3EFvJXDU/s72-c/imaan-candid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-7970427485833277188</id><published>2007-03-14T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:54:33.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrat Auntie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/RfjRJpXAugI/AAAAAAAAAFg/4U_EahHdHTA/s1600-h/070315_tunang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReUEwHGKUvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/uahTep35954/s400/magicpointer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036436982868890354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReOdT3GKUkI/AAAAAAAAACs/Y15PUTTQgLk/s1600-h/magicpointer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReOdT3GKUkI/AAAAAAAAACs/Y15PUTTQgLk/s400/magicpointer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036041772863214146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-7267613000931901004?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/7267613000931901004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=7267613000931901004&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/7267613000931901004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/7267613000931901004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/02/imaans-magic-pointer.html' title='Imaan&apos;s Magic Pointer'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReUEwHGKUvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/uahTep35954/s72-c/magicpointer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-4313326665746889465</id><published>2007-02-24T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T13:49:24.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Imaan!!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lilypie.com"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Lilypie Baby Ticker" src="http://b1.lilypie.com/2CJgp8.png" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Mama and Abah wish you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReJvq-E6NpI/AAAAAAAAABY/FElo4taIH-k/s1600-h/happyimaan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035710117362415250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReJvq-E6NpI/AAAAAAAAABY/FElo4taIH-k/s400/happyimaan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReJ3h-E6NrI/AAAAAAAAABs/mOqRZHJRUTs/s1600-h/zoovisit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035718758836614834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReJ3h-E6NrI/AAAAAAAAABs/mOqRZHJRUTs/s400/zoovisit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReJ3mOE6NsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FBMB1kjULA8/s1600-h/zoovisit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035718831851058882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReJ3mOE6NsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FBMB1kjULA8/s400/zoovisit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-4313326665746889465?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/4313326665746889465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=4313326665746889465&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/4313326665746889465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/4313326665746889465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-imaan.html' title='Happy Birthday Imaan!!....'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReJvq-E6NpI/AAAAAAAAABY/FElo4taIH-k/s72-c/happyimaan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-116962468864717727</id><published>2007-01-23T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:44:48.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dear Imaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama's resolution for Awal Muharam the other day was to be persistent and beristiqamah, namely in reading the Ma'thurat and Quran-- while the 'wordly' resolution in regards to beristiqamah would be writing letters to you! (and obviously awal2 dah fail! sigh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well, not to get disheartened, here I am writing again to you even if it would be just a short one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;What triggered Mama to write was actually when looking at your Lily Pie chart-- you're exactly onemonth away from your first birthday! My, my, my..!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama am hoping to throw a nice little birthday party for you.. would have to start planning soon. Still can't believe you're turning one.. so far you've now known about 'possessions' and know how to point at things you want . Actually, you've been able to point for quite sometime already since Abah have been training you to "Touch only" when you're trying to grab something which interests you-- like Mama's flowers!. You're still not walking though.. it's like each time I try to make you to, you'd be deciding it's much faster to crawl to your destination! Well, in due time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Aduih.. mengantuknya Mama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You know what that means :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ta sayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-116962468864717727?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/116962468864717727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=116962468864717727&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116962468864717727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116962468864717727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-116797009676985105</id><published>2007-01-05T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T20:08:16.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my party and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today Mama turn 27. Hmm hmm. lagi 3 years 30. Oh. Hmm hmm. Why does life seem to move faster as you age? Rasanya masa Mama sekolah dulu, form 1, form 2.. sampai form 5, each year macam so distinctive and memorable.. whereas bila dah start 20++ ni, Mama sometimes take some time to place the year of which some important events occur. Maybe it's just me?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. See-- the time flies by again! It's now noon and Mama ada lunch date dengan Abah. Nanti Mama sambung cerita lagi dengan Imaan.&lt;br /&gt;Ta sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6357/2125/320/192051/DSC03994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Mwaaaaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-116797009676985105?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/116797009676985105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=116797009676985105&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116797009676985105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116797009676985105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-my-party-and.html' title='It&apos;s my party and...'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-116648760084446984</id><published>2006-12-18T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:20:00.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tata Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Imaan sayang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Yesterday, Mama and Abah had a bad case of food poisoning. It’s not like your normal diarrhea, it felt much worse. Both of us even had slight fever and felt our joints aching as if we’ve come upon a flu or something. But poor Abah still had to go to the training conducted by his college in Jeram, Selangor. So now Abah is away for a week and it's just you and me.. and of course, Nenek, and Atuk, and Mak Andak, and Mak Long, and Pak Long and Abang Anwar.. err.. well, the whole lot who's staying at Nenek's at the moment since that is where we'll be while Abah is not around :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;This morning before Mama left for work, Nenek called out "Eh, dia dah pandai bye-bye lah!" .. and there you were, waving.. well not really waving, more like clenching your hand and unclenching a few times before changing your moves to a 'flapping' gesture.. still kira oraitlah.. 'waving' bye-bye le tu :) Sigh.. the image made me glow just by remembering it and will definitely stay in my mind this whole boring day of working (yesterday Mama was on MC by the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Well.. better start my class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Miss imaan bobot :^* (and Abah bobot too..hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-116648760084446984?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/116648760084446984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=116648760084446984&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116648760084446984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116648760084446984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/12/tata-mama.html' title='Tata Mama'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-116638216021598106</id><published>2006-12-17T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T19:51:33.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51)"&gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Busy would be too simple a word to describe how the past weeks had been. Following the last entry, we had :&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:85%;" &gt;not chronogically but whatever's on top of my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;-visited Ilse Noor's house: Kunang-kunang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was so lovely! Ended up spending the whole afternoon there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilse_demo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;Madam Ilse Noor demonstrating her technique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilse_studio.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ilsa Imaan &amp; Abah at Madam Ilse Noor's studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsae_pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;The pool can be accessed directly from the master bedroom's bathroom-- cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;-went to TM Family Day at Taman Desa waterpark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to park all the way near the apartments. Ended up only like 2 hours loafing around and que-ing for the cheap free foods before deciding to go to &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Secret Recipe &lt;/span&gt;at menara TM with Aunty Zarid (whom declared "Baru je Jumaat semalam makan kat sini dengan Ummimon".. why is that not a surprise? ;P) Uncle Fahmy and Abang Izzul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;-followed Mama to my induction in Puteri Resort, Malacca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the only mother participating in the course who had brought the whole support system (you and Abah) with me. Thank you darling, for the patience to look after Imaan for two whole days. I know how difficult Imaan could be at this stage, considering how, what Abah would call, 'manja kededey' you are with me right now. Plus, you are currently cutting some more teeth (making it nearly 6 altogether!) -- having high temperatures every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/imaan_bobot.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ni lah expression Imaan 'bobot' bila Mama tinggalkan dengan Abah kat dalam hotel room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? hmm.. it's been a whirlwind weeks of work for me as far as Mama is concerned. Can't wait till all of these part-time classes to end so that Mama am able to think much clearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as promised, &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)" href="http://www.otherspace.co.uk/students/safurahjalil/raya/thankyou.html"&gt;this is the link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the photos taken during our open house. May take sometime to load though -- I had uploaded around 67 images :D Better do something else while all the images load and come back to the page later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank you for those who came! Sorry for those who missed out in inviting-- everything was planned quite at the last minute (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-116638216021598106?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/116638216021598106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=116638216021598106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116638216021598106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116638216021598106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/12/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-116358507293971949</id><published>2006-11-14T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T20:44:29.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilse Noor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday.. 2 more days to weekend :P Mama terasa amatlah lemau tho there are dozens of things need to be done! Takpelah.. chiayo! chiayo! Motivation: hopefully with this effort Abah and Mama will be able to make more $$ to ensure a better education for you (and of course more shopping.. traa la la..!). Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday was quite a wonderful day for Mama~ Mama met Ilse Noor face to face for the first time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/ilse_noor_n_safurah.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama and Madam Ilse Noor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It all started one morning when Mama was having my Graphic Design class at MMC. Mama's mobile phone rang and Mama was about to tell the caller to call me back later as Mama was having a lecture. That was before Mama knew who the caller was, of course. The minute she introduced herself as "&lt;a href="http://www.ilsenoor.com"&gt;Ilse Noor&lt;/a&gt;" (&lt;a href="http://www.ilsenoor.com"&gt;http://www.ilsenoor.com&lt;/a&gt;) Mama quickly went out of the class to take the call (leaving the students gawking behind)! :P She called when she saw my message on her website and was charmed to know your name is quite similar with hers. We had a lovely chat and she invited us to visit her house -- which her husband named 'kunang-kunang' (so the very comel, kan?).. we planned it to be somewhere during raya, but with the openhouses and all, we still hadn't the time to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Then, a few days ago Mama received a mailer inviting me to Ilse Noor's IramaSamudra solo exhibition opening at NN Gallery -- what luck! So that was where Mama have been to last evening.. sorry to have kept you waiting, Imaan. Mama would have brought you with me (and even Ilse Noor was asking about you-- maybe you'll meet her when we visit Kunang-kunang, ok) but Abah and Mama went straight to NN Gallery after work since the opening starts at 5pm. But we did bring you to Pizza Hut afterwards-- Abah's students wanted to treat their lecturers, so kita dapat laa join sekaki, Imaan! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/pizza_hut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buurrp!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Although Imaan can only take soft solid foods, that didn't really stop you from tasting some pizza (of course Mama had to chew it first for you-- all the while you were eyeing me attentively, waiting until Mama rasa dah soft enough for you to swallow.. hai.. rasa macam Mak Helang dalam National Geograhic Channel pulak..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/pizza_hut2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah and Imaan at Pizza Hut Wangsa Maju&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It was a nice ending to a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. Mama has still to upload some of the images taken during the Open House last sunday.&lt;em&gt; Maybe &lt;/em&gt;Mama will do it tomorrow. Ho hum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Ta sayang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-116358507293971949?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/116358507293971949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=116358507293971949&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116358507293971949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116358507293971949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/11/ilse-noor.html' title='Ilse Noor'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-116252617413425051</id><published>2006-11-08T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:37:43.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tazkirah</title><content type='html'>Imaan sayang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A bit of a reminder that I got via email.. Mama doa semoga imaan dijauhi daripada pemikiran dan perbuatan remaja 'Yang Ikhlas' ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang remaja yang menamakan dirinya Yang Ikhlas&lt;br /&gt;telah menghantar satu surat kepada Dr Danial Zainal&lt;br /&gt;Abidin baru-baru ini. Antara isi surat itu ialah: Dr.&lt;br /&gt;Danial yang dihormati. Saya telah bercinta dengan&lt;br /&gt;seorang wanita. Demi cinta kami telah berzina. Tetapi&lt;br /&gt;saya tidak rasa bersalah sebab saya ikhlas dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya hendak mengambilnya sebagai isteri saya. Saya&lt;br /&gt;tidak bertujuan untuk mempermainkannya. Rakan-rakan&lt;br /&gt;saya mengatakan tindakan saya adalah gentleman. Tetapi&lt;br /&gt;saya telah dimarahi oleh orang-orang tua saya. Saya&lt;br /&gt;rasa mereka berotak kolot. Apakah pandangan dan&lt;br /&gt;nasihat tuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jawapan Dr. Danial Zainal Abidin:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang Ikhlas yang dihormati. Saya bersyukur tentang&lt;br /&gt;keikhlasan saudara dan saya berharap itulah asas&lt;br /&gt;perbincangan kita. Dengan keikhlasan itu jugalah saya&lt;br /&gt;menulis jawapan ini kepada saudara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunia pada hari ini sedang dilanda krisis. Satu di&lt;br /&gt;antaranya ialah krisis nilai. Krisis nilai inilah yang&lt;br /&gt;menjadi sebab keruntuhan Empayar Rom. Edward Gibbon&lt;br /&gt;dalam bukunya The History of Decline and Fall of the&lt;br /&gt;Roman Empire telah menulis bahawa: Segala dasar-dasar&lt;br /&gt;akhlak dan moral di Rom telah runtuh sehingga ramai&lt;br /&gt;orang memilih jalan untuk hidup bebas.....Di akhir&lt;br /&gt;abad keenam, Kerajaan Romawi Timur sedang berada di&lt;br /&gt;ambang keruntuhan yang paling dahsyat sekali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabi datang untuk selamatkan kita dari kehancuran yang&lt;br /&gt;seperti itu. Nabi bersabda, Sesungguhnya aku diutuskan&lt;br /&gt;untuk menyempurnakan akhlak yang mulia. (Hadis riwayat&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad &amp; Baihaqi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilai akhlak inilah yang merupakan landasan dan kayu&lt;br /&gt;pengukur yang penting bagi kita. Akhlak tidak&lt;br /&gt;menghalang kehendak-kehendak fitrah. Ia&lt;br /&gt;mencantikkannya. Sebagai contoh, Islam tidak pernah&lt;br /&gt;menyuruh kita menutup nafsu seks, sebaliknya&lt;br /&gt;menyalurkannya kepada suatu yang murni, selamat dan&lt;br /&gt;mendamaikan. Perkahwinan adalah salurannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alangkah indahnya firman Allah yang bermaksud:&lt;br /&gt;Isterimu adalah ladang bagimu maka datangilah isterimu&lt;br /&gt;dengan cara mana yang kamu mahu! (Surah Al-Baqarah&lt;br /&gt;ayat 223) Dalam bahasa mudah, selepas berkahwin,&lt;br /&gt;puaskanlah nafsumu dengan isterimu sesuka hatimu,&lt;br /&gt;melainkan dengan cara yang jelas telah diharamkan&lt;br /&gt;kerana kemudaratannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya harus mengatakan bahawa nilai pada hari ini&lt;br /&gt;banyak diasaskan kepada konsep Machiavellianisme yang&lt;br /&gt;dipopularkan oleh seorang pemikir dari Florence, Italy&lt;br /&gt;yang bernama Niccolo Machiavelli. Machiavelli, dalam&lt;br /&gt;bukunya The Prince telah menekankan konsep the end&lt;br /&gt;justifies the means ataupun niat membersihkan cara.&lt;br /&gt;Asalkan niat kita baik, berzinalah, menipulah,&lt;br /&gt;khianatilah, menyamunlah dan begitulah seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;Semua adalah halal bagi Machiavelli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laporan akhbar 6 Ogos 1999 juga ada perkaitan dengan&lt;br /&gt;krisis nilai ini apabila seorang tokoh koporat&lt;br /&gt;berpangkat Datuk, telah menceritakan di mahkamah&lt;br /&gt;tentang hubungan seksnya dengan seorang pembaca berita&lt;br /&gt;RTM. Beliau mengatakan bahawa niatnya adalah suci&lt;br /&gt;kerana bertujuan untuk mengahwininya. Itulah nilai&lt;br /&gt;yang sedang melanda dunia sekarang: Seks adalah suci&lt;br /&gt;walaupun tanpa perkahwinan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang ada yang mengatakan bahawa pergaulan dan seks&lt;br /&gt;bebas ini adalah lambang kemajuan dan kemodenan. Nilai&lt;br /&gt;agama dan akhlak adalah kolot. Jika demikian, mari&lt;br /&gt;kita perhatikan hasil dan sumbangan seks bebas kepada&lt;br /&gt;dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seks bebas telah berjaya merebakkan penyakit AIDS,&lt;br /&gt;contohnya di Thailand, sehinggakan akhbar Der Spiegel&lt;br /&gt;pernah menjadikan tajuk AIDS in Asia - Killer Epidemic&lt;br /&gt;in Sex Paradise (AIDS di Asia - Wabak Pembunuh di&lt;br /&gt;Syurga Seks), sebagai tajuk muka depannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di California, hampir 61,000 bayi luar nikah&lt;br /&gt;dilahirkan pada tahun 1997. Kajian oleh Jabatan&lt;br /&gt;Perkhidmatan Kesihatan dan Kemanusiaan Amerika&lt;br /&gt;mendapati bahawa anak-anak luar nikah ini mempunyai&lt;br /&gt;lebih daripada dua kali ganda kemungkinan diserangi&lt;br /&gt;masalah emosi di dalam hidup mereka, berbanding dengan&lt;br /&gt;anak-anak lain (Rujukan: California Teenage Pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;Statistics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita di Malaysia juga telah dimalukan dengan&lt;br /&gt;penonjolan kes pembuangan bayi luar nikah di kalangan&lt;br /&gt;remaja-remaja kita. Semua ini bukanlah sumbangan yang&lt;br /&gt;membanggakan bagi dunia moden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam menekankan bahawa niat dan cara perlu betul.&lt;br /&gt;Niat kena ikhlas, cara kena mengikut syariat. Syariat&lt;br /&gt;mengharamkan zina. Nabi kita bersabda, Selepas dosa&lt;br /&gt;syirik kepada Allah, tidak ada dosa yang lebih besar&lt;br /&gt;daripada seseorang meletakkan air maninya ke faraj&lt;br /&gt;yang tidak halal baginya! (Hadis riwayat Ahmad &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Thabrani)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya berharap saudara Yang Ikhlas akan kembali ke&lt;br /&gt;jalan yang murni berdasarkan agama. Seks bebas dan&lt;br /&gt;keruntuhan moral bukannya lambang kemajuan sebaliknya&lt;br /&gt;lambang kemunduran dan kehancuran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaum Lut hancur kerananya.&lt;br /&gt;Kota Pompei hancur kerananya.&lt;br /&gt;Empayar Rom juga hancur keranannya.&lt;br /&gt;Justeru, kembalilah ke pangkal jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nukilan Dr. Danial bin Zainal Abidin&lt;br /&gt;(M.B.Ch.B. Universiti Alexandria)&lt;br /&gt;Doktor Perubatan,&lt;br /&gt;Pengarah Urusan Danial Zainal Consultancy,&lt;br /&gt;Motivator Mutiara FM (Radio Pulau Pinang),&lt;br /&gt;Penulis 8 buah buku,&lt;br /&gt;Kolumnis Majalah I terbitan Karangkraf,&lt;br /&gt;Penasihat Pertubuhan Penyebaran Islam Antarabangsa,&lt;br /&gt;Imam Waris Beradat Pertubuhan Seni Silat Gayung&lt;br /&gt;Pendakwah Bebas dan Khatib Jemputan dan&lt;br /&gt;Bapa 8 Orang Anak (3 Belia 4 Remaja dan 1 Tadika)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-116252617413425051?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/116252617413425051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=116252617413425051&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116252617413425051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116252617413425051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/11/tazkirah.html' title='Tazkirah'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-116251206018263107</id><published>2006-11-03T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T16:01:00.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Salam dear Imaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama's now back at the office after staying at the hospital for three days. No-- nothing's wrong with me, I was actually accompanying you. Nothing serious I suppose-- the doctor said it was just a 'common' viral fever ("nothing wonderful or exotic from Africa" he says). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Hmmm.. which your Pak Long (being the nonchalant orthopaedic that he is) commented "Alaa.. dia pun tak tau tu virus apa.. tak da apalah.." Which I hope he was right and I was worried for nothing. Basically I stopped worrying after the first day there seeing how active you were --and also after the doctor confirmed that you're not suspected of pneumonia as sugessted by your Mak Ngah (a bit paranoid, she is.. but good in a sense you'd be more precautioned of your child's health). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Abah is still at Hospital Tawakal right now to clear things out and getting you ready to check out of the hospital. Mama am sorry Mama couldn't be there with you. My so-called 'compassionate' leave was only for three days so I had to be back by today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;But apa pun Alhamdulillah anak Mama dah sihat and the last I saw you this morning, you were still giving me that cheeky smile that you gave when you woke up at 3 a.m last night to &lt;em&gt;play&lt;/em&gt;!(and pulled my hair when I pretend to ignore you to continue my blissful slumber.. sigh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Missing you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-116251206018263107?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/116251206018263107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=116251206018263107&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116251206018263107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116251206018263107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/11/warded.html' title='Warded'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-116216846867828712</id><published>2006-10-29T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T20:04:57.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReOtz3GKUrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzLEjdMUzJ4/s1600-h/hraya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReOtz3GKUrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzLEjdMUzJ4/s400/hraya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036059914805072562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eid Mubarak!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ilish Asmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Safurah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ilsa Imaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-116216846867828712?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/116216846867828712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=116216846867828712&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116216846867828712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/116216846867828712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/10/salam-aidilfitri.html' title='Salam Aidilfitri'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z8Q9ReJumE0/ReOtz3GKUrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzLEjdMUzJ4/s72-c/hraya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115984646526944314</id><published>2006-10-13T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:30:28.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Sept - Third Day in Seoul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/1600/train2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The third day started with the trip to Namdaemon with Tuk Bonnie. It's definitely a must-visit place if you ever go to Seoul. This is where people come to buy the famous Korean brooches. They actually sell them in bulk (wholesale) and only a few would be willing to sell 'just one' loose ones to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/1600/nam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/nam3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt; Entah laa.. bila dah tengok banyak sangat choice, rasa takde mood nak pilih :P so Mama just pick two stalls (each one person you see sitting down in the picture represents one individual stall/seller) and bought a few of whatever they've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/nam2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usually, the "kraze-'bout-babies" Korean.. (they've got a famous fastfood joint here called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kraze.co.kr/eng/store/store_04.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Kraze burgers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;-- guess they meant "crazy"? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/nam1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Besides the brooches, there were also lots of really, really pretty home decorating items. Mama noticed that like Japanese, they are quite into those English country like designs with roses and what-nots.. Mama found another clock to my liking and purchased that together with a few place mats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/tower.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We spent nearly half the day there before joining in the city tour bus that we missed yesterday. Since it was already late, most of the museums were already closed, hence we just stayed on the vehicle most of the time (Half of the time was spent sleeping!). The only time we did come down was when it stops for a rest at the Seoul Tour. Mama was delighted to find works by graphic designers 'mmmg' (milimetermiligram) sold at the souvernir shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/uljiro.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We reached the co-op residence quite late as we joined the night tour as well. Am exhausted just &lt;em&gt;thinking&lt;/em&gt; about the day we had that day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The haze are getting worse these days. Mama have been staying over at Nenek's house so that I won't have to bring you to and fro in this bad weather. Hope your sniffles would get better soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Love Imaan-yang-tidoq-golek-golek :)&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115984646526944314?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115984646526944314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115984646526944314&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115984646526944314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115984646526944314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/10/13-sept-third-day-in-seoul.html' title='13 Sept - Third Day in Seoul'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115994585056423382</id><published>2006-10-03T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:26:26.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Sept - Second day in Seoul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ok. So on to the second day in Seoul. Retrospectively, Mama think it was a bit unorganized.. well, at least not as organized as Mama had planned. The initial plan was to hop on the Seoul City tour bus and spend the day touring the city (obviously). The plan was thrown into disarray when all three of us only managed to leave the residence at about half past ten.. due to waking up late, of course :P So we decided to just board the bus at one of its stops nearby (Dongdaemon stadium). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/dong2ndday.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Luckily there was a Tourist Information centre there where we can ask a few things like about the "T money " card (works like our Touch n Go --plus u'll get discounts for each ride on the subway train summore...). Abah did all the asking and Mama held you while a Korean 'Auntie' who works there cooed at you in some Korean gibberish. They were all quite taken with your big eyes and kept comparing them with Abah and Mama's not-so-big eyes (told me through our ayam-itik conversation). But anyways, all Koreans here are crazy about babies.. both (not surprisingly) the aunties and (surprisingly) those grown-up men in office attires -- they would do that clucking-sound with their tongue or weird-weird faces at you. So every now and then Mama and Abah will have to go through what abah called 'toll'. Unlike western people, orang Korea ni akan selamba je tetiba cium2 imaan, tenyeh2 pipi imaan and even angkat imaan and dukung2..from Mama's experience, in western countries people takkan berani buat camtu because parents diorang kan lebih cautious about 'germs' and what nots and you might offend them if you touch their babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We were then instructed to wait for the bus at the stop just opposite the information centre. We waited like 15 minutes only to find that the bus that was scheduled to come every half hour conveniently decided not to stop (sending us chasing after it 3 blocks down before giving up). So.. time for plan B (which is to plan for Plan C :P )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLAN C:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Visit the Toy Market near Dongdaemon as stated in the map.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/toy.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2) Buy the T money card (around 2500 Korean won each) at the train station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/1600/train1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/train1.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3) Go to Itaewon. Visit the mosque and the much acclaimed Salaam restaurant for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/itaewon.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; 4) Not sure. Maybe go to Yongsan to check out the price of Plasma TV (Samsung and LG) and see if they're any cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After finding there's nothing much except for the easy access to halal food at Itaewon (plus finding rows of antique furniture shops at the back row), we decided to head to Yongsan as planned. It's supposedly the biggest electrical market in asia. It's not really a wonder as Mama noticed in Korea they tend to group shops together in one area. So if you find yourself lost and in some place selling something like shoes, you'd likely to find that there'd be ten more stores just next to it selling the same thing. Anyways, Yongsan was like, a shopping mall as big as Mid Valley filled with shops selling mostly electrical appliances. We found the Plasma TV only that here it goes under the name Pavv for Samsung and Xcanvas for LG -- plus it was more expensive there due to the currency exchange rate (it was RM3.85 for 1000 Korean won at the time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We ended up wandering around aimlessly until we decided it was time to head home. Dah laa Mama tak bawak stroller Imaan! Aduhai... sakit pinggang Mama. Nanti Imaan tolong urut ek! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the way back, Mama and Abah decided to pandai-pandai turun at the train station yang sounded much more nearby to our place (Uljiro). When we emerged from the subway station, nothing looked really familiar but from afar we can see the "Doota" and "amPm" building which was supposed to be 5 minutes walk from our residence.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/seaweeds.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So we walked straight along the road from Uljiro 3 to Uljiro 6 (where we're staying). Found rows of shops selling hardwares untuk rumah-- tiles yang cantik2, even wallpapers- which instead of in small rolls like ours, wallpaper diorang lebar macam sebidang kain and the rolls were stacked up on the wall ready to be pulled and cut by the yard (or how they say it "yard-de" ..no metric system here). We stumbled across a market selling seaweeds and all those kimchi like thingies (jeruk ala Korea-- ada sekali tu Mama nampak ketam seekor2 tu pun diorang jeruk!:o ) We bought some of the seaweeds and like 5 ekor udang basah for dinner. Malam tu Mama masak sambal tumis (packet :P) udang on the kitchenette stove of our room. The sambal might not seem much here but at that particular place and time - was heaven sent!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well, hopefully the third day story won't take as long as this one to upload and write! The connection here at Mama's new workplace is sometimes like dewa siput (especially peak hours). It's just my fifth day working from 8 to 5 and already I'm feeling that I've missed a whole lot of seeing you growing up. Sedih pulak :( especially when it was the maids who announced to the family of the things they saw you've done and achieved on that day . . . .  .   .       . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;wasn't that supposed to be me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;:*( Mama miss imaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115994585056423382?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115994585056423382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115994585056423382&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115994585056423382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115994585056423382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/10/12-sept-second-day-in-seoul.html' title='12 Sept - Second day in Seoul'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115971781811712696</id><published>2006-10-01T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T11:27:46.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A summary of our days together..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear Imaan sayang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well, that's it then. The whole full one month holiday. Initially it sounded long.. so Mama had been a bit ambitious in planning how to spend it. It ended up being just like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Abah drove us to Penang to visit Tok Mama's house.&lt;br /&gt;- We then drove to Kuala Perlis and board a ferry to Atuk and Nenek's second house in Langkawi to make your new passport (!)&lt;br /&gt;- The rest of the week is spent in Penang where Abah and Mama had endless Char Kuey Teows.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mama was busy finishing all the small jobs for pixel latte (greeting card and wedding card designs)&lt;br /&gt;- And of course, the last minute packing frenzy..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Our trip to Korea (yippee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Mama thought it would the final week for me to golek-golek with you.. but turns out you'd began crawling on Monday! And that ends the day when Mama can leave you on your own for a while, even when you'd fallen asleep -- the other day Mak Long found you already underneath the bed grabbing god knows what! ..and HOW you'd managed to get down there from on top of the nearly 3 feet high bed is beyond me! Luckily you seemed fine, though it constantly worries me that you might have gotten some internal injuries that I might've foreseen.. sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Since it's Mama's first day of work tommorrow, Mama had better continue later. Here are some images on the departure day and the day we arrived in Korea. Mama will be telling you the rest of it later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Till then little angel.&lt;br /&gt;:-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/klia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our flight was 1 a.m! We'd be going with your Tuk Bonnie (Abah's Aunt whom we refer to as Aunty Bonnie). Her kids (your aunts and uncles) and Tuk Yahya all waited till 12 am to accompany us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/inch.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Upon arrival, Tuk Bonnie went to rent a mobile phone (somehow you can't use the ones we have in Malaysia.. and only Maxis sim cards have international roaming there.. apelaa tm.. :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/dong1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After checking in the Co-op residence at Uljiro (I'll post the images later), we went to Dongdaemon market area to tempah Mama's curtain (yeay!).. The area was filled with lil' shops selling bedspreads and Korean traditional dresses (Hanbok).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/dong3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everything looks soooo lovely that Mama felt like skipping! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/dong2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Korean still do wear the Hanbok during their weddings so this place is quite like Jalan TAR and the likes where we go to find materials for wedding dresses... (By the way, it's funny how Abah likes to relate the places there with Malaysia; i.e. "Kiranya tempat ni macam area 'Bukit Bintang' /'KLCC'/ 'etc' diorang la ek..")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/dong6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Inilah Mr.Park, dealer curtain Tuk Bonnie. Tuk Bonnie ni buat business curtain, so kalau sesiapa nak tempah curtain cantik-cantik dari Korea boleh laa tempah kat dia :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/curt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There were tonnes and tonnes of choices and all so very pretty. Mama particularly liked this one in Mr.Park's catalog but it was a bit over our budget.. so Mama had to settle for another fabric.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/dong4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/dong5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Thanks to Abah for waiting patiently (sampai tertidur2 Abah and Imaan! heheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/lotteria.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the long tiring day of looking at curtains and laces (Ooooh! Girlfriends, you have GOT to see the laces they have at the market.. am getting dizzy just thinking about them!) it's time to eat. Since Lotteria sells squid burgers (!) and prawn burgers which your Tuk Bonnie said is halal to eat, so that was what we had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then, off to bed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115971781811712696?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115971781811712696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115971781811712696&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115971781811712696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115971781811712696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/10/summary-of-our-days-together.html' title='A summary of our days together..'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115781848218868072</id><published>2006-09-09T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T09:25:28.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A-packing-we-do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Mama thought life would be more relaxed and slow-paced once I start my holiday.. but it was the other way round instead! Well, maybe partly because Mama's trying to cover back the money we're to spent for our trip.. Mama had just finishe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;d designing a raya card for Ikatan Cipta Bina  (an architect firm). It's supposed to be ready by the time we get back, and Mama have to say Mama am quite looking forward to seeing it in its finished form.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;, Mama is still in the midst of packing up all of our stuff (and we're flying tommorrow! talk about doing thing last minute!).. Mama had to leave you at Nenek's for a while.. sigh. Promise you we'll spend more quality time together during our trip.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/1600/imaan_diaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/imaan_diaper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You've been very active and cheeky recently! I guess your curiosity got the better of you (especially when you snapped Atuk's glasses off its frame!).. whenever you got too active and we needed to do our work, we'd just put you in your what's-its-name-again toy (pic. above) and you'd happily bounce and play in it. Well, that's worth investing in. Another one of my favourite is the Bumbo seat (which right now Abah is insisting not bringing together to the trip.. NooOOooo.. I need that!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/1600/imaan_bumbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/imaan_bumbo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It helps to support you in a sitting position. Hopefully Mama am able to bring that-- would really help especially when both of us are doing something and need to put you down for a bit without having to worry you'd be crawling elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Well, better continue packing. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwah mwah my lil sleeping angel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115781848218868072?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115781848218868072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115781848218868072&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115781848218868072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115781848218868072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/09/packing-we-do_09.html' title='A-packing-we-do'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115711145057071447</id><published>2006-09-01T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T04:50:54.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A journey of a thousand mile..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;As I'm writing this to you, you're downstairs playing with Abah. We're now at Tok Mama's house in Penang. This is your first long journey back to Abah's hometown. It's like a beta-testing before we take you to Korea on this 10th of September (insya-Allah). Mama would like to write more but it's going to azan soon and Mama wants to break my fast (Mama has sooo many puasa to ganti.. chiayo! chiayo!). "Ana uridu an urasiluka miraran walakinna ash-shughla mana'ani an zalik!".. Well, figure that out as soon as you master Arabic, ok Imaan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Loves from Mama and Abah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115711145057071447?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115711145057071447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115711145057071447&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115711145057071447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115711145057071447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/09/journey-of-thousand-mile.html' title='A journey of a thousand mile..'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115552522115704719</id><published>2006-08-14T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T05:34:58.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish it was sunday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Salam dearest Imaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So it's another manic monday.. quite an unfair thing for Mama to say judging from where I'm sitting now compared to Abah and most of my friends. Mama am still at home (with a lecture due to be given at twelve). Next week would be my last week at work (yesssss lah!). Mama can't wait to do all the things Mama am longing to do but couldn't find the time before. Like, revamp this whole blog, painting an artwork of you, doing paintings for our home, create your baby book.. and not forgetting your coffee table photo album ;) --Looks like Aunty Aini will have to wait too; Mama had to do a whole new one since the last one has gone bye-bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Speaking of artworks, Abah had bought a watercolour painting for our anniversary last May. It was one Yusof Gajah's &lt;em&gt;Mother and Child&lt;/em&gt; series. Mama love it so! Coincidently, Pak Yusof Gajah's wife is Nenek's acquaintance-- she used to do reflexology before helping out at her husband's gallery full-time. She gave another print from the series for free with a little note from Pak Yusof to you. Mama am still looking for the right place (and time!) to hang them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;As for now, Mama am aiming for a work by Ilse Noor. Notice her name? Your name was actually inspired by hers -- Mama had first saw her intaglio work at the Petronas art gallery long time back. Her current series is of mythical and Malaysian folklore (which is another subject of my liking). Somehow for Mama, owning original paintings by individuals whom Mama admire gives a certain kind of satisfaction and happiness unlike any other. Though, Mama often do remind myself that it is an indulgence, not a neccessity. So, hopefully Mama will be able to get one of Ilse Noor's artwork at a reasonable price which fits the family's budget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Wonder how you would grow up to be Imaan-- more of the bright engineer/doctor/scientist individual or would you take up to the right-brainer's line of work like Mama and Abah. Abah said "As long as &lt;em&gt;beriman&lt;/em&gt; cukuplah," -- and Mama couldn't agree more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Insya-Allah, ye sayang :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;LovEs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115552522115704719?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115552522115704719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115552522115704719&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115552522115704719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115552522115704719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/08/wish-it-was-sunday.html' title='Wish it was sunday..'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115511536592882347</id><published>2006-08-09T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T02:27:41.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CTRL+ALT+DELETE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dear Imaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sometime since I logged anything for your eyes to feast upon in the future. Main reason- aside the typical "I'm - so - busy - lots - of - things - to - do - work - piling - and - coming - out - of - my - ears" was that Abah's laptop which Mama had been using (since Mama swapped the powerbook with him) had crashed (as in the harddisk).. along with ALL OF YOUR BABY PHOTOS (you're still a baby, Mama can still get photos of you, but it won't replace those early months which now shall only remain in my memory). Sigh! sigh! sigh! When first I came to know about it, it felt like someone close had just died (in this case; it's the harddisk). It's a good thing  I did upload some images of you in the blog, else Mama would feel much more at lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what we get for being digital. And that's why the world will never go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paper-less&lt;/span&gt;. The next thing I'm going to do is print out all of your pictures.. so that Mama can still see them when I have no teeth instead of having to say "gemm you schupeed cempwetahs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically though, the same week the TV show "ed" was  having an episode regarding an old lady who wanted to sue one of the local kodak shop for one million dollars.  Ed asked why (with an expression that this lady must have gone senile) and she explained that she had brought all the photos she had with her late husband (who had just passed away) to the shop for them to reprint into a nice new album. Apparently they had simply chucked it somewhere in their store where someone had mistakenly threw them away. With her husband gone, those pictures were the only thing she had had left to hold on to. Poor thing! I definitely feel you, lady.  sigh.. But in Mama's case, I couldn't really sue anyone for a million, eventhough those photos meant a lot more to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was why Mama hadn't post anything for quite sometime. Somehow, looking at the blog reminded me of all the photos of you that Mama had edited and wanted to print out when Mama first write to you on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time helped things to heal, as always. And as not to lose anymore of documenting your precious growing up years, it's time for Mama start recording your activities again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first day Mama actually saw you turn. Imaan bulat dah boleh golek! heheheh.. Mama managed to capture half of the process in my mobile phone's low-res camera (the digicam's always not around when you need it!) in case you would want to see later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama will be taking a nice 33 days off (excluding sundays and merdeka day--yippee!) starting next 23rd of August. So we can spend time golek-golek together, aight Imaan ;) Actually the leave were the left-over leaves Mama had not taken and now entitled to enjoy prior to my resignation. Remember when I wrote about career advancement? well, for our family's sake I hope this is the right one. Abah is proceeding with his own plans to, and hopefully will succeed with the UTM masters programme, Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh-- last monday you had your first meal and stopped being an exclusively breastfed baby. (Lepas ni kalau Imaan pee pee somewhere dah tak boleh main renjis2 air je laa! So, Imaan, look before you pancut, huh!). There's lots of other things to tell like the Shichida method thingie I enrolled both you and I into. but will keep that for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;cayang Imaan bulat Mama.. mwahhsss :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Alfatihah buat rakan sekerja Abah, Encik Yus yang baru sahaja kembali ke Rahmatullah semalam. Arwah meninggal dalam tidurnya pada usia 31 tahun atas sebab yang masih belum dikenal pasti (disyaki keracunan). Semoga Roh Arwah dicucuri RahmatNya. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115511536592882347?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115511536592882347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115511536592882347&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115511536592882347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115511536592882347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/08/ctrlaltdelete.html' title='CTRL+ALT+DELETE'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115147410297046109</id><published>2006-06-27T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T16:47:36.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apungan Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari Isnin lepas, adalah hari Abah dan Mama “Parent Day Out”. Abah ambik cuti ganti dan Mama yang habis kelas pukul 12.00 tghari bergegas pergi ke Mid Valley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“superstore besar di mana org kene tawaf keliling untuk masuk tempat parking nyer”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually bukan saja Abah dan Mama nak tinggalkan Imaan dengan acik Maya, tapi Imaan tak cukup besar lagi nak masuk wayang..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memule tu cadangnyer nak nengok “Pirates of Caribbean”, tapi show nyer dah habis. So Abah pon terpaksa la decide tgk citer “Pantas dan Geram: Apungan Tokyo”. Jadi dlm masa 21/2 jam Abah dan Mama belajar teknik² apungan Tokyo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(teringat pulak kat En Izhal: “di Hamamatsu ada pemanduan apungan Tokyo jugak ke?”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Di mana masa babak akhir tu hero mencabar org jahat berlumba dah seperti klise citer Hindustan, hero menang juga. Tiada sebarang teladan atau tauladan yang ditonjolkan di dalam cerita ini. Selepas tamat cerita tersebut Abah dan Mama keluar dari panggung sambil membingcangkan semula cerita tadi. Oleh kerana takde isi yang nak di ulas semula, Cuma Mama yang asyik bertanya ”orang Jepun boleh bawak macam tu ke?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penghabisan Abah dan Mama pergi membeli barang dapur kat Jusco. – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(point punyer pasal – kuat benor pengaruh Loyal Customer nih)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Nasihat untuk ibu dan bapa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“TV dan Iklan memberi pengaruh besar kepada pemikiran&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;anak², pembendungan bukanlah satu cara sahaja, tetapi fahamkanlah anak² tentang pesanan di dalam TV atau Iklan supaya mereka tahu yang mana baik dan buruk”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;– so sesamelah kita lihat rancangan yg anak kita lihat.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115147410297046109?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115147410297046109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115147410297046109&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115147410297046109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115147410297046109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/apungan-tokyo.html' title='Apungan Tokyo'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115147035452340000</id><published>2006-06-27T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:52:34.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barang dari eBay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Horey barang² yang di order dari eBay dah sampai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115147035452340000?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115147035452340000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115147035452340000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115147035452340000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115147035452340000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/barang-dari-ebay.html' title='Barang dari eBay'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115138793623444340</id><published>2006-06-25T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T16:35:51.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kapal Pecah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalau dulu, Tok Mama slalu kate “Macam Kapal Pecah” bile rumah semak dan diri tak ter urus. Anyaway apa yang Abah nak citer kat Imaan sebenarnya betapa conscious nyer Mama pasal debu. Kalau boleh hari hari nak vacuum, tapi sebab kerja, mostly kerje menvacuum kan rumah ni di buat pada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weekend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;je. So hari Sabtu lepas mama pergi pinjam nenek nyer vacuum ‘mermaid’ (ni jenis vacuum yg pakai air), so mengvacuumlah mama ngan abah hari tu. Memule tu abah ingatkan akan ambik masa lama tapi sekejap je dah habis. Wah..hebat jugak vacuum nenek nih..(tapi rasenyer tak boleh lawan ngan ’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;’ lagi). Mungkin kuasa sedutan vacuum² jenis nih mencepatkan lagi masa membersih. Daripada 3 jam jadi kepada sejam je hehehe..(tapi sebenarnya debu² bawah cabinet tu tak sapu tu yg jadi cepat tu). Ok lah Imaan ”kapal pecah” dah kemas semula, sekarang abah nak sambung tgk World Cup balik.Nanti Imaan dah sampai rumah, suruh Mama call rumah nanti Abah turun tolong angkat Imaan.Sayang Abah,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115138793623444340?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115138793623444340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115138793623444340&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115138793623444340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115138793623444340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/kapal-pecah.html' title='Kapal Pecah'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115122928414582058</id><published>2006-06-25T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:24:03.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunty Wanie's visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Imaan,At long last, you and aunty Wanie got to meet face to face :) She dropped by after her MBA class.(picture will be posted soon)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115122928414582058?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115122928414582058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115122928414582058&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115122928414582058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115122928414582058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/aunty-wanies-visit.html' title='Aunty Wanie&apos;s visit'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115083487893213812</id><published>2006-06-21T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:39:50.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testing a theory.. hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear Ilsa Imaan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're now nearly 4 months old. Sigh.. how time flies! (Mama know Mama had kept on saying that but that is how I feel each time I'm watching you--especially at this age where you develop and grow so fast right before my eyes!).. you look more and more like your Abah now (well, that's what everyone says).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the times when Mama was still impregnate with you -- when both Abah and Mama were still wondering how our little darling would look like. At that time, someone had related to me a story of a girl who looked so much like a doll, all cute and pretty while both her parents were, well, just a plain-looking couple. And when the mother was asked of her secret for bearing such a cute child, she simply said that she loved to look at dolls when she was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/1600/sama_tak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So, just to test the theory, Mama had tried to look at pretty things. Knowing (through the early ultra-sound scanning as well as instinct) that you're going to be a boy, Mama couldn't really look at dolls now, could I? So, I looked at pictures of cute baby boys.. :) One day, nenek came to me with a magazine. It wasn't a local one so most of the pictures in it are caucassian babies. But, there was one with a smile a bit like your Abah's (which was pointed to me by your Nenek).. so from that day onwards, that was the picture Mama had kept on staring at from time to time, &lt;strong&gt;willing&lt;/strong&gt; you to look that way :P (but of course, I was also willing to love you no matter how you look! But, since at the time you were still the 'mysterious figure' in my womb, I'd like to imagine whom I was constantly talking to and carrying around with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama came across the magazine recently and was instantly reminded of this picture. I found the page and tried to compare (again, just to test the theory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/sama_tak2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm.. sama ke? can only say your eyes look the same when Imaan 'kecikkan' mata Imaan :) The picture was taken quite a few weeks ago, and you still seem to change a bit as you grow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Of course you don't look caucassian but apa pun, to me, still nampak comel je baby Mama! (By the way, a mother should always say good things about her children as a mother's word is a powerful doa! So, not to 'masuk lif tekan sendiri' a.k.a angkat bakul neh ;) ) Alhamdulillah, jari cukup sepuluh, bak kata Abah. As for the theory, Mama pun tak tau nak kata. Maybe another soon-to-be mom can try it out and see if it happens. For Mama, it doesn't seem to matter much now as you are already perfect in my eyes. Mama like you as you are and however you may look like in the future. You were once a part of Mama and will always be ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama loves you so much, Imaan! Semoga akhlak Imaan akan sesempurna sifat dan kejadianmu, amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115083487893213812?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115083487893213812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115083487893213812&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115083487893213812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115083487893213812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/testing-theory-hmm.html' title='testing a theory.. hmm..'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115052047388701373</id><published>2006-06-18T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:50:31.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dedication to Daddy Cool ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Imaan-- today's father's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Have you got anything to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="124" width="164" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="4339"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="3281"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/wish.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/wish.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/wish.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="164" height="124"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;..which translates to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/1600/fathersday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/fathersday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama pun wishes the same to Abah.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to dearest Abah, for the love and patience in taking care of Mama and Imaan. =^_^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115052047388701373?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115052047388701373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115052047388701373&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115052047388701373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115052047388701373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/dedication-to-daddy-cool.html' title='A dedication to Daddy Cool ^_^'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115050354740642287</id><published>2006-06-16T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:22:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Demam Bola...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Guten morgen, Ilsa Imaan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="263" width="350" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="9260"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="6959"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/footballfever.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/footballfever.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/footballfever.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="263"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Poor little Imaan! Kena pulak tidoq kat living room rentetan Abah watching world cup the previous night (more like morning)! Well, what can I say? Mama tak terjangkit lagi ‘demam’ ni so Mama pun tak faham ketaksuban diorang nih. The only ‘fever’ I’ve gotten so far is the ‘ebay fever’.. heheh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, recently a man came to demonstrate the Rainbow vacuum cleaner at our house. Those familiar with Rainbow would know how this magnificent sucking machine traps dirt in water while oh-so-splendidly cleanse the air. They would also know that it also comes with a my-oh-my price tag! Sigh… We nearly bought it from him but your Nenek had stopped us from doing so (I called her to ask about the Rainbow she had bought and used when Mama was still schooling).. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Tak Payah laa beli. Memang laa vacuum tu bagus tapi mahal sangat, membazir duit je. Baik korang simpan je duit tu. Pinjam je Mak punya vacuum Osim. Korang bukan ada ratus-ratus ribu dalam bank pun.. bla.. bla.. bla”&lt;/span&gt; Oroo. So that’s a no-no from nenek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But days later, Mama found myself being more conscious of the ‘stuffy air filled with dusts that you can’t see’ during the day and of ‘the dust-mites that are infesting the mattress, alive and kicking even while we’re asleep during the night'.. the salesman had also demonstrated how a normal vacuum cleaner is not as effective and is actually sending the dust back into the house.. hebat betul orang demo tu mempengaruhi ek :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my &lt;strong&gt;previous&lt;/strong&gt; mission on the ebay world was to search for the best offer for Rainbow. Mama said &lt;strong&gt;previous&lt;/strong&gt; because luckily I managed to get back into my senses and decided not to have it after all (not for now, anyway--you are welcome to buy it for me on mother's day when you're older and rich, though.. heee.. but maybe by then I'll be like your Nenek as well and starts &lt;em&gt;membebeling&lt;/em&gt; at you to save up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ebaying fever hasn't ceased though :P But it's more like doing 'window shopping' virtually rather than wanting to actually buy anything. And in mornings such as this one, it helps to chase the sleepiness away ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Till I have the time to write some more~&lt;br /&gt;Tootle-loo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115050354740642287?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115050354740642287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115050354740642287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115050354740642287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115050354740642287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/demam-bola.html' title='Demam Bola...'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-115052670602629079</id><published>2006-06-15T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:57:13.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawan Imaan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dear Ilsa Imaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who came to visit-- it's your 2-months-younger friend, Solahuddin. This was the first time for Mama, Abah and Imaan to see Uncle Syahril's and Auntie Syahidah's first son. He's barely two months, yet has grown big and tall--not to mention with the sweetest face for a baby boy that Mama has ever seen! Aunty Syahidah stayed and chatted with Mama about the good old days back in SMAP Labu while waiting for Uncle Syahril to finish his show at Dewan Perdana Felda. And by the look of it, both of you were enjoying your time too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/320/solah.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Before going back home, we received another CD from Uncle Syahril (he had given one of In-Team's latest album when visiting you at the hospital a few days after you were born). This one's from various nasyid artists (including Uncle Syahril, of course) entitled 'Nur Salawat' or something like that (the Cd's in the car so Mama's not sure of the exact spelling or title). Good for listening in the car with babies like you around ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-115052670602629079?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/115052670602629079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=115052670602629079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115052670602629079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/115052670602629079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/kawan-imaan.html' title='Kawan Imaan'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-114923443557771192</id><published>2006-06-02T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:47:15.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Career advancement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear Ilsa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;People have been saying, with each child comes his/her own blessing &amp; rizq (rezeki) from Allah the Almighty. For Mama, just having you is already a blessing on its own. Although Mama and Abah had planned to have a child of our own a bit later after our marriage, the Almighty had a better one for us and thus, here you are. Mama want you to know that Mama never regretted one second of it (although the first news of being pregnant did caught me off-balance!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Having you was not as tedious or as time consuming as I'd first thought it would be (that was the initial main reason which influenced me not to have a child at early marriage). True, I now have someone- a little, chubby and lovable someone ^.^ - to think of first when planning my time, but Mama still managed to do (if not all) the things Mama want. The big difference is that Mama and Abah have become more objective in getting the sources for family income. Teringat kata-kata kawan Mama.. "Money isn't everything, but everything needs money".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We want to be able to provide for you when the time comes; especially education-wise. Mama tak nak Ilsa miss lifetime  opportunities just because the family hasn't enough funds at the time and depend too highly on scholarships and all. It would be nice if Mama's son become the great genius (Amin) and wins scholarships berderet-deret, but if happens to be unavailable to you, I just want to make sure you are still able to have the chance. Kalau cina yang goreng kuey teow pun boleh hantar anak belajar luar negeri, I believe we, the ones with better rizq from Allah (Alhamdulillah) should be able to as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Some of our friends had made tremendous career advancements, which had really inspired us to become better (and Mama won't deny I envy them neither!).  So, Abah and Mama think it's time to step back and evaluate our current positions and review our plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Tapi, bagaimana berjaya pun anak Mama one day, Mama hope that your faith in Islam will be as strong as ever. Recently, Mama's bestfriend had shared her bitter experience and pain in seeing her own cousin, although now successful and rich, had seemed to forgotten her roots and did all sorts of kemungkaran during her weding day. Na'uzubillahi min zalik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ilsa, when you're akil baligh, taatlah pada perintah Allah. Taat pada Mama dan Abah selagi suruhan kami berlandaskan syariah. Jangan pakai seluar pendek atau dedahkan aurah. Jangan tinggal solat dan puasa. Mama tidak akan halang Ilsa to have fun but biarlah tidak melampaui batasan agama Islam. And when the time comes for you to get married, bawalah bakal isteri yang solehah datang jumpa Mama, and Mama will try to love her as much as I love you. Insya-Allah hidup Ilsa akan lebih aman dan diberkati. Mama am telling you now and hope once you're able to read, you'll hold on to this advice I'm giving you and take it with you to the grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama and Abah want you to know how deeply our love is for you right now and we are working hard to ensure you have a bright future ahead of you (Amin). Balasan yang Mama harapkan hanyalah anak yang soleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Hugs and kisses to permata hati Mama (besides Abah ^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-114923443557771192?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/114923443557771192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=114923443557771192&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/114923443557771192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/114923443557771192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/06/career-advancement.html' title='Career advancement'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-114807252816625317</id><published>2006-05-19T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T10:12:36.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sofia."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Dear Ilsa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Mama's eyes have been watery for a number of days now but not so bad.. still bearable. It used to get much more worse-- puffy, watery, and the likes-- when I was cleaning up anything dusty back at the university. Abah's coming home this weekend from his week-long working trip. Mama's cleaning the house as part of the anniversary 'surprise' (it was necessary anyway since you and I had been at Nenek's the whole week Abah's there and the furniture's collecting dust). The main clean-up focus is the 'orange room' where Abah likes to do his work on the imac there. Mama had bought him a bright orange chair with a 60's retro-like design print to match. I think he'd like that ;) Mama had bought it with Aunty Doc last thursday at ikea. She's just been transfered to another hospital and were looking for reference books near HKL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Anyways, Mama would usually leave you at Nenek's with Bibik while working or cleaning our house. But on that thursday after coming back from ikea, upon seeing your milk supplies running low, Mama decided to bring you and Bibik along so I can feed you 'on-demand'. It was already late in the evening. By the time we finished cleaning-up, you were already restless. I have been occasionally feeding you but assumed you were hungry again and started to feed you again. You started wailing and kicking even as I did so, which wad quite uncommon. Mama felt a bit uncomfortable since it was already Maghrib and you would not stop crying even after I recited a few Quranic verses. So, Mama decided it's time to go back to Nenek's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;It turned out later that you're bored and hated to be on the lying position. Amboi-- anak Mama dah besar ek, tak nak baring dah! But the 'eerie' feeling Mama had reminded me of the 'stories' I've heard before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always reminded me of how satans like to disturb small children, especially babies whose 'hijab' is still unclosed to the 'other-side' of the world. Two weeks ago Abah and Mama had brought you to visit our Ayah Angkat (your Tuk Angkat) and his family at Putrajaya. This topic came up when we were talking about 'the earlier days' when we first moved to Cyberjaya in 1999. Tuk Angkat then recalled how his first daughter was always crying. I think she was about two at the time. So, one day Tuk Angkat decided to investigate. He began by making small conversation with his daughter. After he had got her talking, he aimed for the kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Kenapa kakak selalu nangis?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Sebab kawan kakak selalu kacau."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Kawan? Siapa nama kawan kakak tu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Sofia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Macam mana rupa dia?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Dia tak mandi.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Macam mana kakak tau dia tak mandi?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Rambut dia susut susut (she wanted to say 'kusut')"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;...aiyer.. it still gives Mama the chill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;We can't deny that Satan's always around us to disturb us. So, my moral for you today is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In al-Qur'an, Allah Swt has mentioned numerous time that syaitan is our true and real enemy. Even our fore-father Nabi Adam a.s. was not spared by syaitan's wicked and cunning ways. Please bear in mind that syaitan is working round the clock, all year round irregardless of seasons, day or night and is most experienced having lived for decades. All Muslims must fight this enemy and be wary of its dubious ploy. Syaitan is with each and every one of us.. it is up to us to destroy its influence by being loyal and obedient only to Allah Swt. Only Allah Swt is our saviour.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Strengthen your 'Iman' and you'll be safe, Insya-Allah ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;MaMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-114807252816625317?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/114807252816625317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=114807252816625317&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/114807252816625317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/114807252816625317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/05/sofia.html' title='&quot;Sofia.&quot;'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-114783139981457458</id><published>2006-05-16T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:47:55.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your cousins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear sayang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mak Ngah has been at Nenek's for nearly two weeks now. She has a seminar here in K.L and would be here with both of her daughters for 5 months ++ more. So, with your cousins Kak '&lt;em&gt;Pooh&lt;/em&gt;' and Kak '&lt;em&gt;Roo&lt;/em&gt;' plus the already existing in the house; Abg '&lt;em&gt;Batman&lt;/em&gt;' and his little brother Abg '&lt;em&gt;Robin&lt;/em&gt;'.. you can only imagine how all hell broke lose when their sugar levels are running high! Amazingly yet, you still managed to sleep with all the noise (namely with &lt;em&gt;Pooh's&lt;/em&gt; high-pitch shriek!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Last week &lt;em&gt;Batman&lt;/em&gt; had a fever and stayed at home. So, the &lt;em&gt;Pooh&lt;/em&gt; has someone to play with (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "Aban! Aban!"&lt;/span&gt; she would call him). &lt;em&gt;Batman &lt;/em&gt;ni hantu TV.. compared to the rest, he could spend all day long glued to the 'id**t box' watching Disney's Playhouse. Masa demam pun boleh demand nak tengok Disney's Playhouse.. siap menari-nari sekali. Sabar je laa Mama tengok. The &lt;em&gt;Pooh&lt;/em&gt; pun joined in la. Hari tu &lt;em&gt;Pooh &lt;/em&gt;was watching too close to the telly and Mak Ngah was yelling on top of her lungs for her to back off a bit, but being &lt;em&gt;Pooh&lt;/em&gt;, she simply ignored Mak Ngah. &lt;em&gt;Pooh &lt;/em&gt;just had a new haircut so her hair hangs just over her shoulders. Within the yelling and the noise from the telly came &lt;em&gt;Batman's &lt;/em&gt;voice&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "Mak Ngah, Mak Ngah-- mana telinga dia??"&lt;/span&gt; he asked curiosly, flipping &lt;em&gt;Pooh's &lt;/em&gt;hair to the side.. haha.. I guess he wondered whether the new haircut (which covered her ears) had made &lt;em&gt;Pooh's&lt;/em&gt; ears disappear hence not hearing a word her mother tells her to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/demam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama pun not so sure how the kids punya social rules work.. &lt;em&gt;Pooh&lt;/em&gt; ni geng dengan &lt;em&gt;Batman &lt;/em&gt;whereas she would quarrel all the time if she's anywhere within &lt;em&gt;Robin's &lt;/em&gt;parameters. Her younger sister, the little &lt;em&gt;Roo&lt;/em&gt; is only a year plus so she plays with her Bibik most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama just hope you'd get along well with your cousins when you're old enough to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mama mwaaah ^_^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-114783139981457458?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/114783139981457458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=114783139981457458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/114783139981457458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/114783139981457458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-cousins.html' title='Your cousins...'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28179393.post-114774671555793947</id><published>2006-05-15T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:46:24.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimpi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear Ilsa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6357/2125/400/mimpi.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's been like waking up from a long dosage of sleep judging from the last post made by Abah and Mama.. hehe. So many stories to tell, so little time to do it! Abah is currently away for work and although the students are on holidays, Mama's busy with the company's workload plus having to prepare for next semester classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are currently four wedding cards to design, plus last week we had just finished helping to design an ex-schoolmate's signage for her Nasi Ayam stall at Hartamas Square; opposite Uncle Don's -- alaaa.. gerai yang famous kejap because of the chinese boy who died due from the fight which happened there quite recently :P Imaan jangan jadi camtu tau! Imaan jadi anak soleh, tak lepak kat luar malam2 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dreams, Mama was having quite a lot of them whilst I was impregnate with you. Almost with every wink of sleep, Mama would definitely dream of something.. and it was mostly about the daily routine (like mimpi about the job yang tengah currently buat dengan abah laa, etc..) so it could be quite confusing sometimes whether Mama had really done something or it was just in my dreams! Kadang takut juga if the dream was a sign of something about to come true.. because it does happen to me quite a number of time. For example recently, I dreamt of meeting Mama's best friend, Aunty M.. and we were shopping (takde kerja lain? hehe).. it turns out the next day I accidently bumped into her at Mid Valley while shopping for groceries! Aunty M is working at a hospital in Johore and would usually inform me if she's coming down to K.L. This was the first time she came without informing me with the excuse of not wanting to intrude with my weekend plans (ye lah tu!-- cuak gila muka dia masa nampak Mama.. dia kata "rasa macam terserempak ngan warden bila curi-curi keluar outing lak rasanya".. haha.. serba salah laa tu!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, abah had emailed something regarding the meaning of the things we dreamt of to Mama since Mama had been pestering him for opinions each time Mama dreamt of something. Dengan semangat berkobar-kobar, Mama pun baca..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.Tafsiran Mimpi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap daripada kita pasti pernah bermimpi tetapi&lt;br /&gt;tahukah kita rahsia di sebalik mimpi kita itu. Sama-samalah kita lihat rahsia beberapa contoh mimpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimpi Dipatuk Ular..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika anda bermimpi seperti ini maka ia menandakan&lt;br /&gt;rumah anda berselerak dan kemungkinan ada&lt;br /&gt;ular dalam rumah anda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimpi Jumpa Harta Karun.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;jika anda bermimpi jumpa harta karun maka&lt;br /&gt;jangan sesekali mengambil harta karun tersebut&lt;br /&gt;kerana harta karun tersebut Ahmad Albab yang punya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimpi Berkelah Tepi Pantai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mimpi ini sangat bahaya kerana kemungkinan&lt;br /&gt;besar kawasan rumah anda akan menghadapi&lt;br /&gt;masalah gangguan air dalam masa 2 tiga hari lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimpi Membela Kambing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika bermimpi seperti ini maka kemungkinan&lt;br /&gt;besar anda tidak mandi sebelum tidur.&lt;br /&gt;maka bau bau kambing terbawak bawak&lt;br /&gt;sehingga dalam mimpi anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimpi Perempuan Cantik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika bermimpi seperti ini maka kemungkinan mimpi&lt;br /&gt;ini adalah mimpilaila.seperti lagu yang dinyayikan&lt;br /&gt;oleh yasin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Cehh...&lt;br /&gt;Then again.. that is sooo typical of your Abah!&lt;br /&gt;Till I write again to you,&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28179393-114774671555793947?l=ilishsafurah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/feeds/114774671555793947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28179393&amp;postID=114774671555793947&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/114774671555793947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28179393/posts/default/114774671555793947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/2006/05/mimpi.html' title='Mimpi...'/><author><name>ilsa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.pixel-latte.com/ilsa/ilsa_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
