Thursday, October 25, 2007

Maiden Flight

Today in history, tercatitlah dalam lipatan sejarah the first commercial flight for the long awaited A380, the biggest jumbo jet in the sky. In the yahoo news it was reported that passengers eager to be part of the first flight paid between $500 to $100k for tickets. With that much money, the mood aboard the plane was a hell of a PARTY with free flow of champagne and beers all the way to Sydney.

On the contrary, I was aboard the Emirates on the 25th arriving to 40 degrees sun baked Khartoum after a whirlwind of RnR break. The arrival was as usual greeted by the sullen looking immigration who made you wait like an hour in line just to get your passport stamped! The flight was not so bad given that Emirates had just rolled out their new in-flight menu. I had lobster while catching up a few movies.

Than the following day, I had to take the "Budget" airline Nova Air from Khartoum to Port Sudan. The schedule as usual is 1 hour or more late than prescribed. But Alhamdulillah I manged to arrived at my destination in one piece.

Aboard the 1 hour flight as usual it is customary that they feed you with tonnes of breads and a choice of Mirinda or Pepsi and after which would be concluded with either coffee or "chai" whichever tickles your taste buds. As you can see in the picture, the remaining plastic containers of proof i had stuffed myself with. The breads and cakes i mean..
Of course, local flights here are driven by different values and standards. But for one thing I would appreciate given the standards and condition of the refurbished plane, the pilot or the steward/ess would recite the Doa Musaffir before taking off. It always help to calm my nerves, although the cramp seats, smell and noise inside the cabin would somehow unnerve any foreign travelers aboard. Mind you, Ive seen an old lady who was sitting across the aisle from me spitting inside the plane.

I wonder if anyone on board the A380 while enjoying their luxury flight, gave an ounce of thought about the sufferings of fellow traveler in other parts of the world at that time?

I recalled during the Hajj flight, the Ustaz would remind the pilgrims aboard the etiquette of flying. It was a timely advise, as I am sure that there are plenty of other pilgrims who have never set foot on a plane before, they would be at lost on how to behave themselves. The Ustaz mention that he once experience aboard a Hajj flight that some people managed to wet the cabin toilet until the whole plane was flooding. Let alone the smell! Maybe they thought that they can take shower in the plane or worst, wash like we normally do after berak. Hehehe. Alhamdulillah, so far here in Sudan, no one behave like that yet, although I wouldn't place my bet. Hehehe.

Here, i wish to also record Nu'man's maiden flight with dad and bro in tow. I would say it was one of my memorable journey with my 2 sons aboard the MAS flight KUL-AOR. They made an enjoyable and entertaining fellow passenger. In fact, the 2 yo lass sitting across the aisle from us was screaming for attention from both my sons. Whenever, Nu'man or Nuaim look at her she would smile in glee and waving and urging them to come closer. But dad, concern and a wee bit shy of the Mother in Purdah, would not really let them cross to the other side. hehehe.

Anyway, I would look forward to be traveling with my sons and daughter again in the near future, InsyaAllah.
Nuaim & Nu'man enjoying the scene from inside the ERL.Restless travelers at the Boarding Hall. Another minute, they were seen running up and down the hall. Nu'man even tries to escape from the hall twice as he was tempted by the walkalator just outside .
Nu'man playing with the table.
Nuaim enjoying his dose of complimentary kacang. Being a seasoned "flight participant", this was his second solo with ol' dad.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Sending Off a Good Friend

Today i sent off my good friend to meet his Creator. He was Shahrol Nizam Yusoff. A father of 3 and a 1/2. A family man. A son. Many would remember him as a good friend. A sportsman. And an inspiring colleague.

He was 31. I am 32.

Death certainly dont wait for one to grow old. True is His Words.

I am short of words to scribe about my good friend. But for one good thing I would remember him is as a person who maintains Silaturrahim with others around him.

Pray that his soul would rest among the Anbiya, Syuhada and the Illiyin. Pray that god would receive his soul with Blessings and Rahmah. Pray that his orphans that he left behind would be anak-anak soleh and solehah who would continue his good deeds and pray for him. Amin.

Al-Fatihah. RIP bro..

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Today is "Last Business Day"

I woke up with a start this morning that I bang my head against the bed frame. How? Well.. since the first week of Ramadhan, I've been sleeping on the floor so that I would wake up earlier to avoid the cosy comfort of my bed from lulling me into deeper sleep after the first 15minute alarm bell rings. Actually, the mattress isn't that comfortable anymore 'coz after 2-1/2 years of serving a couple of previous residence to the cabin, the spring simply give way. Sometime I have back ache due to the lumps and unevenness of the mattress.

I remembered I positioned myself well away from the bed, but somehow I managed to crawl under the bed after restless night thinking about my VISA.

Yes! Up to now at 11.06am, my Visa for visit extension has not been approved yet by the so many officials involve in giving away Visa. There is the Immigration Dept, the Labor Office, the Alien dept and so many other God knows "authority" that a Visa and my crispy new red passport book has to pass through during its stay in this country.

I handed my passport over to my colleagues to get the approval on the day I arrived, but after 40 days here and still no "chop", I put down my flag and raised my hand as it is beyond my control. Thus I surrender myself to God's will. By any luck or if its already been written in The Book, InsyaAllah I would be able to fly home tomorrow. Else, I have to be prepared to play the waiting game and hope that the remaining flight before Eid is not fully booked.

In this time of nail biting suspense of missing that flight home, I recalled the time I was performing my Hajj. Every time we were "tested" on the roads or getting around the mosque or during performing the rituals, I would remind myself to be patience and not lose my temper to the expense of acquiring Hajj Mabrur. Honestly, I did lost it twice, shamefully I have to admit in front of the spiritual landmark of a Muslim itself the Kaabah..

Its not easy being me. Before the hajj i.e. all my entire life I have been known to many people of being a hot headed with violent reaction (except poor wifey who never witness one of my raging bouts that duped her to marrying me..hehehe...poor soul). During the Hajj, I have trouble controlling them and did lost them as previous mention. After the Hajj, as I begin the "new phase" of my life (Yeah right, who am i kidding?) I hope my thin Patience would prevail while enduring life trials.

In this month of miracle, I pray to grant me patience and I pray for guidance and I pray that this time my Prayers will be answered. Amin..

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Last Kopek

Last Kopek: Sesuatu perkara atau perbuatan yang tinggal sikit lagi, nak habih dah tapi perlu memberikan seratus peratus tumpuan. (Petikan Kamus Pasir Berdengung)

Setiap kali guna perkataan last kopek ni aku sentiasa terbayang orang kopek nyiok, dah penat mengopek seharian sampai badan bermandi peluh. Kira "last kopek" tu hat nyiok yang tinggal last ulas atas besi pengopek yang tajam macam lembing tu (nama dia aku dah lupa)

Subuh: 5.10am
Maghrib (Berbuka): 6.19pm
Waktu: Port Sudan
Hari ke 20

Malam ni dah malam ke 21. Tinggal lagi 10 malam berbaki Malam Ramadhan yang mulia. Pastinya aku tak bersedia melepaskan ia pergi, tapi apakan daya iman lemah. Bangkit pagi teringat "cornflakes dan madu" ja untuk buat sahur. Ish..

Tak salah aku ada hadis tak pasti sanad nya mengatakan kalau sesuatu perbuatan tu di buat selama 21 hari berturut InsyaAllah jadi disiplin lepas tu. Nyatanya dah 20 hari aku posa, yang disiplin ialah bab tidoq lepas sembahyang subuh dan tidoq time lunch sampai kat 2 jam everyday memang jadi rutin harian. Hari ni, kalau aku tak "break the cycle", memang aku akan jadi penagih tidoq lunch time, tidoq yang melebih2 bukan seperti dianjurkan oleh Rasulullah iaitu tidur "sebentar".

Alangkah baiknya kalao aku dapat jadikan bangun malam sebagai rutin, tapi apakan daya banyak yang tergagal. ish..

Semoga kita diberi kekuatan untuk berjuang dimalam2 terakhir ni. Semoga kita dipanjangkan umur juga untuk bertemu lagi dengan Ramadhan tahun-tahun akan datang. Amin..