Friday, 3 July 2020

We Are Free


Since the MCO has been lifted we are free to move. We are not to forget the relevant SOP. It is safer, however, to be away from the crowd . . .


Saturday, 20 June 2020

Blogging On A Cold Morning


It is nearly nine o'clock but it is still dark. The rain raging from last night till now. Feel a bit groggy coz couldn't sleep well, woken by the strong wind, and worry that the tree branches might break and fall on my fragile garden plants. 

I worry more about my plants than the leak in the roof? 

Yeah, there is a leak which I counter by just putting a basin and a big towel to catch the water. So long the leak is not over my bed and I don't get wet its ok. If it is too bad a leak I transfer to another room and make myself comfortable again.

I wonder in heavy rain like this where do the birds take shelter. I know they enjoy light rain but in heavy rain like this? I think, like us humans, they also know what to do to escape adverse conditions, weather, or whatever. When the rain stops and the sun shines you'll see them again.

This, below taken from an old post

Here is my favorite place
In the morning where I perch
Between flights in my search
For food to survive

Here I use to rest
When I can shake off the dust
Pick away the pests
From my feathers to look my best


Sometimes together with a friend
We are here you can find
Every day at most time
Come rain or shine.

That.s my blogging on a cold morning


Tuesday, 9 June 2020

Adli Tells It


If only I can speak I got stories to tell, just like adults who are always engaged in chit chat.

Adults used to say time flies.

Yes, things move fast and I move along fine.

I had my first birthday one and a half months ago. They baked me a cake. A cake that I was supposed to cut and then they sang a song I don't understand. My father played the music along with the singing. Quite a happy time for us despite the lockdown.

The cake tasted sweet, unlike my normal meal which is bland. Alas, they allowed me to taste just a little bit. Wonder why they take the trouble to make it in the first place.

Then everyone wanted to pose a picture with me. Their faces crowd around mine disregarding the physical distancing. I don't feel like smiling but they force me to laugh by making jokes I can't understand. Anyway, I think one should play along and be a sport.  So I smiled to be recorded in a photo.

As time passed there came my first Raya. They bought me a baju Melayu complete with songket sampin. When they first tried it on me I protested. It was not comfortable. I prefer my t-shirt or jumper or romper . . . ah, whatever they call it.

On the Hari Raya day, though I wail my protest again they somehow manage to put the complete suit on me. Why would they want me to wear it . . . to make me look like my Bapa of course. The rest wore the feminine baju kurung like Ibu's.

Adults are correct when they say time flies.

I begin to understand life a bit. There is this thing called feeling. I can sense something that makes me cry. At other times I would be laughing rolling on the floor as I have developed a sense of humor.

Now I am very stable standing. I can walk fast or even run when someone wants to have fun chasing after me . . . and sometimes that makes my tokma panic scream in facetime.  I love romping all over the house. I feel so much freedom than being cooped inside the play pan.

But that day they brought back shoes and they tried to make me wear it. Of course, I wailed and tried kicking it away but to no avail. I just couldn't walk with that thing on. I stumbled and fell. Oh, they don't know how painful my knee was.

Sometimes when we are in a lower position we just have to agree to what is being dictated by those above. So I gave up protesting. I persevere and to my amazement, I began to feel comfortable and able to walk properly again. Of course, if you see me walk,  I am not walking as graceful as adults. You know why I guess.

With the shoes on,  my feet are protected especially when walking outside. I love to be in the open after so many weeks being lockdown in the house. Though being entertained by my four big sisters throughout the lockdown period this occasional spending time at the terrace with Chakya, is most waited for by me.

Today my aunty Cakya took me out and let me roam free, what a nice feeling . . .

Well, that's my story, there are more to tell the next time :)


Thursday, 28 May 2020



This year the Raya is very quiet. My first day was spent at home and most of the time alone. Though travel within states is allowed I did not follow hubby back to kampung which is about 60 kilometers away. Preferred to stay home and munch my homemade rempeyek hehe. Very crunchy, best in the world hah. (Actually half of the lot ended in the waste bin . . . shhh)

Really it is very different from the Raya of the past years. No family meetup except virtually. We had a zoom meeting among family, those living far and near. There was not only joy and laughter but also a tinge of sadness.  Raya makes you feel nostalgic sometimes.

On the second day, it was the same, no one came to visit, anyway, Raya visiting was not allowed anymore, I think. Hubby has started his Puasa Enam so in the morning I awoke early to reheat food for his sahur. Well just press the microwave to on . . .

Anyway, it is nice to start the day early . . . at around 630am I started exercising. Just do some light exercise. The body has been in idle mode for so long . . . 

I exercise in the front yard and after getting warmed up I ventured out to the outside to walk up and down the slope nearby a few times. I bluff if I say that is a no sweat. Hah . . . yes, a little breathless. 

Ah, why not go for a seaside walk. I stopped going to the beach since the start of the MCO. I miss the sea air, miss the sea view. If lucky I will see some eagles flying or some other birds among the tangled mangrove roots. Today the birds seemed to come out here in my home vicinity and I presumed there would be more at the seaside.

A few minute's drive I reached my destination. As I happily swung to turn my foot automatically pressed on the brake. The entrance was taped. I drove on to another spot, the road down to the beach was also blocked. Little I realized that all the favorite beach spots are sealed up although the MCO has been relaxed.

Though the restriction movement is not as strict as during the earlier phase of lockdown and you are not 100 percent forcefully housebound you are still not really free to go or to park yourself where you like. And it is said that the end of this pandemic is nowhere near, so how?

Never mind, I just walk and do bird watching at home.

Got it!

This bird must have lost its way and got separated from the flock. It came here a few times at the same time of the day. Its sound is quite loud and sharp.

It looks like a water/marine bird, I am not sure. It landed just a short while here and then flew off towards the sea.

See you, next entry . . . bye.