From the river to the sea Palestine will be free
InshaAllah
deals with anything, everything, and perhaps, nothing...
Kematian itu
Bukanlah pemergian
Sebaliknya ia
Adalah ketibaan
Kubur Itu bukan
Pintu kegelapan
Malahan ia adalah
Pintu menuju kecintaan
Apa yang kelihatan
Seolah tenggelam mentari
Sebenarnya adalah
Hening subuh pagi
Jiwa hanya
Menanggalkan pakaian
Untuk masuk ke alam
Tiada kesudahan
Yang dikira mati itu
Cuma ruh kembali
Ke tempat asli
n abadi
Sesungguhnya
Kematian itu
Adalah hadirnya
Di Taman syurgawi
Maka jgn ditangisi
Kematian ini
Kerna hidup ini
Hanyalah diberi
Dan untuk diambil kembali
nkc Juli ‘25
Nazam 6/7 n Alex 12/7 passed away within a week
of each other
Nazam @ Ajam, my elder brother, passed away in the wee hour today
He and I were once acclaimed as twins by Mak, probably because the age gap was only a year apart, n that what made us very close during our childhood days
I would often follow him to his Chinese friends' home, either Christopher or King Wah, n sometimes to Devan, for a game of football, playing monopoly or just for d sake of going over to spend time there
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D Khan’s brothers ~ Abang Nazam me Al Ajib |
When he got a place to study in Mrsm, we would still get together during d monthly trip to see him in Seremban
At Mrsm i would always go to call him at his dorm though i was an outsider
But because I wasn't much different in size, d students there always thought i was one of them
Bak n Mak would take us to restoran Fatimah for d usual roti canai
D roti canai was plain but since Bak liked it so much, that was d place we would go each time we were in Seremban, unless la Mak had prepared something for a picnic by d hill at Mrsm
While at Mrsm, he was so engrossed in music that later on in his life he played in a few bands as d lead guitarist
I went to see him play here n there, in pubs, night clubs, hotels lounge whenever i could
Nazam too was just like me in our approaches towards our beliefs thus he always shared with me his findings n critical thoughts n understanding
He had four children, and his two boys also ply their trade in music as well
1990s Nazam Mat Jeng female singer Robot |
When he had a stroke sometime in 2014 if I'm not mistaken, it brought to an end his career in music
After recovering, but not fully, he maintained his critical mind pursuing his other interests which were reading n writing
He had an excellent command of d language n his knowledge is far n wide n i always look forward to his writings
The last time i met him was two Sundays ago
He was down with fever n recuperating n since i was back in Pj, I used d opportunity to visit him with my wife n Nia
We spent more than a couple of hours chatting about his situation n his experience n life
He even played a song for Nia ‘Just d two of us’ n shared a song he composed quite recently albeit playing d keyboard with only his left hand
Nazam did complain to me that he was having a slight difficulty in breathing but I didn't take it seriously then
I jokingly said that probably age got d better of us
We even had a stick of cigarette while chatting outside his house that day @ our last smoke together
Before leaving that day, i hugged him tightly n said that we would go Zafir's wedding in Melaka together come August
Our last get together |
But God had decided
Last night he complained of an excruciating chest pain. Adam, his son, took him to GH where he was straight away attended to by doctors in d emergency department
They tried their best but at around 2am they knew he couldn't be saved
His children crowded around him reciting prayers n d kalimah syahadah till his last moment
And this morning when i was supposed to go to Kuantan, i left for his place in Setapak after subuh n reached d surau in d nick of time
I managed to bathe him, help with d shroud, prayed for him n sent him to his final resting place
I controlled my tears then although it pained me n i still hold back my sadness though tears did roll my cheeks when i kissed him n stroked his face for d final time
It's too much to take in at this time especially so when we had made plan to get together later this month, d five Khan's brothers but alas it was never meant to be
And now that he is no longer with us i can only offer my endless prayer for him
Nazam, please know, that i will miss u so much n sorely and i really hope u would be together with Bak n Mak n Kak Aishah
One day InshaAllah we will meet again
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Happy moment @ once upon a time |
My grandma used to say
There are only two things
You should worry about
Whether you are healthy or
Whether you are sick
If you are healthy
There's nothing to worry about
But if you are sick there are two things to worry about
Whether you gonna live or
Whether you gonna die
If you live there's nothing to worry about
But if you die there are two things to worry about
Whether you are going to heaven or
Whether you are going to hell
If you are going to heaven there's nothing to worry about
But if you are going to hell there are two things
Original or extra crispy ~
Credit to ~ I Am Ken ~
Nk pos kad birthday utk kklong. Lu tau brp harga setem? Singgit setengah daaa! Punya la mahal
Zaman gua budak2 dulu klu poskad atau sampul yg x gam, setem baru sekupang. Klu bubuh gam baru limabelas sen. La ni pehhhh mahai nyaa
Saje la khabo
Dulu tu pun 40 tahun lepas dh
Ahaks
*Happy birthday Kklong!!
Menyusuri jalan kehidupan
Panjang
Kadang lurus
Kadang berliku
Singgah di persimpangan
Kadang seketika
Kadang bertahun lama
Kadang terus kekal setia
Namun semua
Saat n ketika
Segala peristiwa
Suka duka
Tangis n tawa
Saudara n taulan
Cinta tak kesampaian
Rindu yg mengundang pilu
Cita yg trsangkut di dahan cubaan
Adalah kenang2an
Namun kita masih teruskan
Perjalanan kehidupan
Bersisa nafas
Berbaki hayat
Dan akhirnya
Semua hilang
Ditelan waktu
nkc @ Bedugul
Juni 2025
*abg mat dahali meninggal 2/6
Food aid is abundant by d border but cannot cross over into Gaza
Saudi Arabia Qatar n UAE have promised trillion of dollars for the US but they can’t even send water n food to Palestinians who are just a few hundred kilometres away
Gaza is being bombed day n night but the whole world just watch the event unfolds as if it is just another show on tv
The zionists are so proud n arrogant with the crimes n atrocities they have committed that they publicly announce them daily
The US UK EU n their allies are devil’s advocates
May calamity befall upon the hypocrite leaders of these countries n their supporters
~ The heart weeps silently
But surely
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free ~
InshaAllah
Beneath the ocean
Beyond d sky
My heart will fly
To seek my devotion
The pain n despair
Along the way
Is just another share
Of how matters play
The moon singing the tune
The stars dancing with the moon
To celebrate the divine
Of soul intertwined
May I rest
Upon the feet of God
May this quest
Fulfil its void
May i be as one
With d One
~ guala! ~
Satu hari Jumaat tu, gua n kaum gua yg paling kamcing
time tu, Hamid @ Myed Bowie, ponteng skola. Masa tu kitorang form five. Kitorang
pulak kalau ponteng skola tak ke mana pun, habis2 lepak kt port kitorang, bawah
pokok ceri. Tu sebab geng kitorang namanya D Cherry Boys. Pokok ceri tu boleh
tahan beso jugak la, dan rimbun daun2an nya. Siap kitorang bikin pangkin kt
celah2 atas tu. Kiranya boleh lepak la. Pokok tu dok tepi rumah Pak Abu, dan +-
100 meter je sederet dr rumah Hamid. Dari rumah gua agak jauh jugak dekat
setengah kilo.
Pagi tu, gua n Hamid terus pegi kt situ. Dan terus naik atas
pokok. Cover line. Tak lama Mye, yang rumah nya memang port @ markas kitorang,
yang dok selang dua pintu dari situ, pun datang. Siap bawak gitar lagi. Mula2
tu gua n Hamid dok atas pokok tapi bila Mye sampai gua pun turun. Nk main gitar
la kononnya.
Hamid siap khabo jangan turun dulu sebab time2 tu mak dia akan
keluar bila orang jual ikan sampai. Tapi gua apedehal. Turun jugak. Tak lama tu
seperti mana kata Hamid, lori ikan pun sampai la dan mak dia pun keluar dr
rumah. Lepas dia beli ikan n sayur seme, dia toleh ke arah pokok ceri tu. Lama
dia dok perhati. Pastu dia masuk dalam. Gua ingat settle la. Tak lama mak Hamid
keluar balik dan bawak kayu. Dia terus jalan ke arah kitorang. Bila dh dekat
lbh krg 20m, Hamid kt atas pokok dh cuak. “Adoiii, mak gua sudah mari, beb!”
Gua n Mye pun rasa berdebo n terus lari ikut lorong tepi tu. Mak Hamid bila
nampak kitorang lari terus kejar, gua cakap lu! Mujur dia dh tua jadi dia lari anak2
je, sambil menjerit, “lari engkau babi!” Hamid masa tu dok atas pokok lagi.
Kitorang pun mencecer lari. Bila tak nampak kelibat mak Hamid,
kitorang patah balik. Sesampai je kt bawah pokok ceri, mak Hamid pun datang.
Dia tanya gua,”Hamid mana?” “Hamid kt skola , makcik.” “Engkau jangan nak tipu
aku. Aku dh telefon skola tadi. Diorang cakap Hamid dh kluar awal tadi. Dia
cakap Hamid adahal.” Mak aii, mak Hamid nk psiko gua. Padahal gua n Hamid memang x
pegi skola langsung hari tu. Gua buat ceren je la. Mak Hamid pun membebel n
bagi gua tazkirah, beb. Dan dia memang langsung tak perasan yang Hamid ada je
dok atas pokok ketika tu. Puas dia mem’beta’ gua, dia pun ciao. Tak lama Hamid
pun turun n kitorang gelak sakan bila mengenangkan kejadian itu. Sampai mak Hamid
meninggal pun gua rasa dia tak tau yang Hamid time tu baguih punya dok atas
pokok.
free2 je kena babi pagi tu. Ahaks -
Pegi hospital nk derma darah gagal sebab bp tinggi hahaa sabo je la
Pastu pegi Peladang bayar baja sawit 60 guni
Last skali sarapan kt d izzan
La ni kt rmh n getting ready for skool at quarter to eleven
Layan..