yang gua berahi
adalah lu ya ilahi
petang dan pagi
menyantuni
kasih lu ya rabbi.
mana saja gua hadap
tetap lu yang gua tatap
dalam geger dan senyap
tidak goyah hanya tetap.
yang gua saksi
serata adalah lu
dengan lu bersaksi
segala tetap lu.
yang gua damba
tiada terkata
membelai jiwa
bergelora asmara.
نک 2012
tak-tun
tak-tun
tak-tun
tak-tuun
tak-tuun
tak-tun
tak-tun tak-tun
tak-tun tak-tun
tak-tuun
tak-tun! tak
tak-tun
tak-tak-tak-tun
tak-tun!
abdul ghafar Ibrahim 1978
everything will come to an end, it’s just a matter of when.. so do we. thus, the question: are we ready for our ‘the end’, and can we be sure that we’ll have a good ending?
hmm..
salam.
petang tadi gua pegi cari lauk kat batu 6.. by the way, rumah gua kt batu 7, tapi kt dalam kampong le.. nak ke sana tu, gua bawak le land rover @ cdl gua yang classic tu.. yela, dah hampir 34 tahun umurnya..
dekat2 nak sampai tempat jual ikan tu, tiba2 semput pulak land rover gua, macam nak mati enjinnya.. “minyak nak habis ke?” risau gua.. tapi takkan la, sebab gua dah budget minyak ada lagi, dan memang pun pas beli ikan, gua nak pegi isi minyak, sebab esuk nak pakai ke sekola..
sempat jugak gua beli ikan tu.. selesai membeli, gua pun start enjin. “hidup!” ini sudah baik, maka gua pun jalan la nak balik. tiba2 mampus pulak enjinnya. start punya start punya start, haram tak hidup.. kalau ikutkan meter petrol yang biul tu, patutnya ada lagi la minyaknya, walaupun dh bawah ‘E” sikit..
gua pun pegi seberang jalan, ada kedai pomen kete, bekas anak murid. “Fitri, ada tong kosong tak? rasanya minyak habis le..” tanya gua kt dia.
“Ada cikgu. cikgu nak pakai kete ke?”
“Boleh jugak.”
lalu fitri pun hulur la kunci kete wira dia yang berenjin evolution tu.. standard kete nak berlumba je, gua rasa.. pas beli minyak tu, gua tuang dalam land rover, start dan hidup kali ni.. gua pun singgah petrol pump, isi lagi rm30, dan start enjin.. jalan gear satu nak masuk gear dua, mampuih pulak dah.. adoyai! ini mesti ada kes lain ni..
Alhamdulillah!
anak gua yang no 2, amer nabil, @ abil, sekarang ngaji kt sekolah maahad. tahun lepas masa upsr dapat 3A 2B, jadi tak dapat la nak ikut kak long dia dok boarding school. tapi dok maahad ni pun kira ok la, sebab ngajo dia berdikari..
anak gua ni mesti macam gua, suka sedekah kat orang sekeliling.. ehem, ehem.. : )
konon2 nya la..
Niat itu untuk melakukan tindakan yang ada di dalam pikiran. Sesungguhnya yang disebut niat itu bukan pada niatnya, tetapi niat untuk melakukan tindakan yang terungkap.
Kalau hanya niat, maka niat sembahyang tiada bedanya dengan niat merampok.
I’m into my second week of school, and already I’m in the mood for everything. As usual, when school reopens, I’m up to my nose with meetings, project papers, and teaching of course. They are really tiring, mentally, but it’s good in a way that it helps me to get into a deep slumber at night. : ) So far, there have been 4 meetings, and later in the afternoon there’ll be four mesyuarat agung to attend. Peh! Talk about teachers having a breeze.. last year which consisted of 37 school weeks, I attended 48 meetings, can you imagine that? It’s simply outrageous, I tell ya.
Ye la, a teacher core business is to teach, but here we are, attending meetings almost every week, preparing paperwork such as project paper, post mortem, minutes of meetings, worksheets, updating files now and then, updating notice board, preparing for sports meet, practices in the afternoon, and being the coach for the football team, I have to select and train the players normally for a whole month, and also as the sports secretary I have to shortlist events, prepare the track, long jump and shot putt venues, make order for prizes, get the statistics ready, the list of athletes, the sports apparatus, to make sure the sports day runs smoothly, and after that send in a report. Phew! In between all those mentioned above, there’ll be perkhemahan perdana, courses to run and attend, and the list goes on and on. Forever. So, when does teaching, which is supposed to be the core business, come into the picture?
This year I’m teaching the form fours and fives. English and pjk. It does occur in my mind to quit teaching. I have been giving it a thought for quite some time now. Don’t get me wrong. I love teaching. I love the moments with my students, teaching them, cracking jokes during the lessons, and I always have fond memories of teaching life. But after considering the fact that the teaching profession is overburden with loads of craps; redundant paperwork, having meeting for the sake of having meeting, long and dragging and boring courses and meetings, fussy and ridiculous administrators, side jobs such as being the clerk, the gardener, the trainer, the detective, the advisor, the listener, the painter, jack of all trade if I may sum up; I must say that seriously, I’m contemplating of quitting once I reach 50. And that’s 3 years and 11 months to go.
Still a distance, kan.. but it provides me space to explore other avenues to live my life and as a breadwinner for the family, I must do something that can provide for us financially. I’m not getting any younger, and I don’t want to live this life working for others forever. I want to do something that’s worth doing, financially sound, and most importantly, satisfies the soul. Most probably I’ll work in my kebun, in that way I’ll be the boss and I’ll be the collie, and I’ll decide what’s best for me. Though I won’t be making much money, I’ll be satisfied. I want to be independent. I can always work part time as a tuition teacher to supplement my income. I even thought about selling keropok lekor at pasar malam, or selling mee sup pedas ,which is my wife specialty, by the roadside, or I may just spend time at home.. I’m still contemplating, mind you. But as for now, now meaning right now, I have a class at quarter past eleven. So it’s time for me to move my ass and get going! Ciao!
one word to describe my first day of school:
blur!
physically I was at school but mentally I wasn’t ready.
guess the mood wasn’t there yet..
hopefully the mood will be fine-tuned by this weekend.
insyaAllah.
