*yawn* we're at mid-point of ramadhan.

on the average i've been sleeping at 2am every night (morning?), wake up to eat at 4 or 5 am, and then nap again till 6.30am.

i'm a bit slow physically; but i'm not weak. i've walked miles in ramadhan which i don't do off-ramadhan.

i yawn now and then; but my mind is as sharp as, if not sharper than, any other month.

fasting, if done as prescribed by God, is amazing.

tonite i'm driving up north to spend fasting over the weekend with my parents.

yes i'm alive. i'm feeling great because of ramadhan. and this ramadhan my conscience is as clear as the sea around perhentian island.

the notion of working in a corporation is losing its luster real fast. past few weeks my mind has been toying with the idea of getting into farming. it's getting serious as i'm drawing up a business plan for it. i bounced the idea with some friends and surprisingly either they are directly involved with it, or their relatives are. we're not talking about the hoe-and-rake kind of farming here. we're talking high-tech and highly-mechanised farming.

let's see how far i get into this.

this morning heard a song Gadis Melayu by Othman Hamzah on the way to the office. my oh my ... it really teleported me back to my teenage time, when we were getting ourselves familiar with courting girls ... heheheheh ...

here's a snippet of that song ...

Siapa bilang gadis melayu tak menawan
Tak menarik hati, tiada memikat
Kalaulah memang tak mungkin aku tertarik
Kalaulah sungguh tak mungkin aku kan jatuh

wooo hooo!

by yesterday i successfully introduced e78 to all the wc-girls. e78 and the girls seemed to be able to get along very well. one of the girls came up to me and whispered "she's so sweeeeeet" ...

who are these wc-girls? well, they are my friends, very close and dear to me. they never fail to lend their ears to listen to me when i need to speak my heart out. they rejoice when i rejoice, they listen when i mourn. their contribution to me is immesuarable.

we will meet again to eat, probably for the breaking of fast in ramadhan. and we plan to do some private partying after raya for one of them who's getting hitched soon, if we can squeeze in some time. and i still intend to take them for a holiday across the border by end of the year.

wooo hooo ...

last wednesday i got the chance to stay at
Shangri-La Putrajaya, a boutique hotel in the new administrative capital of malaysia. it's perched on a small hill right in the middle of putrajaya. my room faced the prime minister's office.

i checked out on thursday and drove to the east coast using the new highway. it was raining pretty heavily. stayed at hyatt kuantan and came back to kl saturday.

from 20 september to 1 october i only worked two days. the rest of the days i was on sick leave. my fever was not subsiding. it came and it went. my lungs made some noise when i breathe. my general practitioner referred me to a specialist as she suspected me to suffer from pneumonia or tuberculosis.

so i went to see a chest specialist. i had to take an x-ray of my lungs; did a blood, urine, and spitum test. the results were negative. to my relieve, i am free of pneumonia or tuberculosis. neither am i diabetic.

so what has been my ailment? to my disbelief, the doctor told me that i have an adult onset asthma.

i was given a lot of pills to swallow and an inhaler.

i called up my gp and told her that i was happy about the discovery, that it's not pneumonia or tuberculosis but asthma. she hesitated, and responded with "errr ... emm ... well, yes, of course we are relieved."

i detected something in her tone of voice and asked her what she really thought about it. she said that pneumonia and tuberculosis can be cured but adult onset asthma can only be managed.

it means that asthma is something that i have to live with.


~ be at sea level and rivers will flow to you ~