Saturday, September 08, 2018

Bandar Sri Sendayan

My last posting attracted one comment from an unknown reader. That was a surprise. I didn't think anyone would read my blog anymore. Perhaps, my posting prompted an alert on her blog roll, which she happened to read. Whatever it is, i'm happy. Her comment encouraged me to write some more.

We went house hunting two days ago. Destination: Bandar Sri Sendayan. Why there, you may ask. Well, we came across their property sales booth at Intermark the other day and the houses (and prices) looked interesting. Since we didn't have anything to do that day, we made an appointment with the sales agent to view the units for sale.

It is indeed a lovely township. Located opposite Seremban 2, it is just next to the new TUDM training ground & residences. It is self-contained with an international school, a huge  mosque equivalent to the Putrajaya mosque (under construction), a club house and driving range. The residences are mostly gated, well layout and has a resort feel about it. 

We viewed a semi-detached unit which has a built up area of 50x100sf. It is big! It comes with 6 bedrooms, 6 bathrooms, high ceiling and tall windows. There are only 2 units left and the asking price is RM1.2 million.

We also viewed the double-storey unit. The built-up area is 22x85, quite spacious compared with the standard 22x75. I simply love the garden. The selling price is RM824k for an end-lot (Bumi unit).

I could see myself staying in one of the houses. In fact, until now, i am still thinking about it. However, i am not sure if we should commit to that kind of investment right now. RM1.2m is a lot of money.

What we are looking for is actually a smaller place to stay after retirement. My husband has another 4 more years of working while i still have, well.. 5 years more or less. By that time, i'm sure the older children have settled down and would want to stay at their own home. So that would leave just the two of us and the youngest one, Nizzar, who would be 17 by then. He would probably go to college/university and that would leave the parents alone at home.

With that in mind, we figure we don't need a big house anymore. Ideally, a single storey detached house or a condo would be nice. But seeing the exorbitant prices for properties these days, my God... i don't know if we could ever afford it!

I guess we will continue our search. I am sure we will find one that we truly like and meet our needs.

Until my next posting... Nite, Nite.

Tuesday, September 04, 2018

Hello Again!

I have been staying home for almost one month now. I had a hysterectomy done on 9 August 2018, after which I was given a 42 day MC.

Staying home is not so bad after all. My husband is also on a long medical leave following his surgery two weeks before me. Since both of us are at home, we keep each other company and do a lot of things together.

The day usually starts at 6.10am with prayers and getting the youngest child ready for school. We would send him to school and after that, we would have breakfast either outside or at home. There are days when we just stay at home doing nothing but most days, we would be out shopping or mall hopping.

I’m beginning to enjoy this long break. I think this is the longest time that we both have ever been out of work.  We thought of going for a long trip to Europe or something, but our post-surgery conditions do not allow us to travel far. Hence, we are quite contented with just being in the Ampang-KL area.

I want to write again but I feel I’m getting rusty at it. It has been a long time... I don’t know if I could ever write like how I used to write before. But as the saying goes: “If you want to do something, you have to start something”. So, here I am trying to do the obvious.

If I could write again tomorrow, it means there is some hope to continue my blogging. Otherwise, this would be just another “Hot, hot chicken shit” attempt.

Wednesday, May 06, 2015

6th May 2015 Challenge

Dear Reader,

Thank you for visiting my blog. I'm accepting this challenge because I miss blogging.

Ever since I joined Facebook, I've lost the interest to write. I suppose now that many people know who the real "MrsNordin" is, I have to be careful about what I write.

And that's boring.

Not that I write anything nasty or offensive, I was just expressing my feelings. But somehow some people may not like it.

Do I care? No, I don't. But after a while, it was just getting on my nerves.

So I have to write "safe" stories.

And again, that's boring.

Nevertheless, back in the days when I was actively blogging, I kind of like the feeling when someone whom I've never met before suddenly approached me and asked, "Are you MrsNordin?"

Or, suddenly someone told me out of the blue, "Oh, I think I saw MrNordin the other day!"

That was a great feeling. Thank you! That means, there are people who actually enjoyed my stories.

I don't think I am able to write about my husband like before, now that he is also on Facebook. If I am annoyed with him, I can't possibly vent my anger here anymore. Nanti kecil hati, or he would scream, "Why can't you just tell me? Why do you have to tell the whole world?!"

He has a point.

And my kids? They are all grown up. I can't bear to write anything which may hurt their feelings. Good stories, yes... But bad stories? I'd better keep them to myself. Sometimes, it's better that way.

The only person who I can write about (and he won't be so mad at me even if I do) is my little rascal, Nizzar. But he's not so little anymore. He just turn 9 today. He knows how to search and read my blog. Sometimes when we are in bed, I'd read him the old stories about him in my blog. Stories when he was 2 or 3 years old, when he was naughty.. and we'd laugh together.

So, what's the purpose of this blog?

It has defeated its old purpose. I have to come up with something new to write about.. new ideas..

But, up til now, I still can't figure it out. I'm still searching for an answer. Until I find one, I guess there is no compelling reason to write.

Perhaps someone can give me an idea. That would be much appreciated.

Thank you.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

In The Land of Terracotta Warriors

Ever since I first set my eyes on the terracotta soldiers, I’ve always wanted to see them in person. The life-size figures of warriors and horses arranged in battle formations fascinated me. Each time there was a documentary on TV about the terracotta army, I would be glued to the TV screen.. wondering how they did it and what moved them to build such an extraordinary thing.

So, when my mum told me that her usual travel group was organizing a trip to Xian, China, I quickly said “Yes, I want to go!”. Usually, I would hesitate or come up with all sort of excuses because the timing was not right or we didn’t have enough money. But this time, I told my husband, “By hook or by crook, I’m going. If you don’t want to come, I’m going alone!” Hee.. hee… Alhamdulillah. All my kids wanted to tag along too, except for my eldest daughter who could not take leave from work.

It was a 5D3N trip, organized by CS Holidays, a travel agent based in Ipoh with whom my parents always go with whenever they go on holidays. The group comprised mostly of retired teachers and government servants. There were 26 of us in the group (my family made up 8 of them) while the rest were mostly couples.

I was a bit apprehensive at first about travelling with this group (you know… I’m not “that” old yet..) but they turned out to be such a great bunch of people. They were very accommodating, no air, no complain and very polite. I like them!

The tour leader is the oldest  man in the group. He is 83 years old but he has more energy and stamina than most of the younger dudes. And he was as cool as a cucumber! My son called him, “Pakcik Tak Ada Masalah” because he always said, “Tak de masalah.. tak de masalah…” whenever we encountered any problem during the trip. His wife told me, whenever they traveled, he would be most energetic but the moment they reached home at the end of a holiday, he would complained of aching bodies and tired feet. A sign that it was time to plan another holiday.... J

About Xian

Xian is a big city with 8 million population. It is located in the Northwest and is the oldest city in China. The weather is the same as in Malaysia. Day time is about 32C and night is about 24C. Since we were there in August,  it was still pretty humid as it was just after summer. 

I always thought Xian was a small town but I was wrong. It's big! Big buildings, big roads, big billboards... everything is big in China.

Food is not a problem in Xian as there are many Muslim restaurants. Our tour guide, May, is quite knowledgeable in  halal food in terms of the food preparation and selection, though I don’t think she is a Muslim. Each time we sat down for our meals, there would be at least 10 dishes served. The food was mostly spicy and tasty, unlike in Beijing where the food was quite bland. 

We tried several local dishes like Yangrou Paomo which was essentially crumbled bread in mutton stew. It was nice... There were several noodle dishes too but they were forgettable. The soups were different. Usually they served two types of soup in each meal – one cold and one hot. I liked one which was green in color (it looked like blended broccoli) but it actually tasted like sweet corn and crabmeat soup. Very nice!

Day 1

Day 1 was spent sight-seeing in the city. We visited the Shaanxi Museum which had an extensive collection of treasures and antiques from the Qin, Han, Ming and Tang dynasties. 

There were a lot of people at the museum because it was a Saturday and still a school holiday. We were told in China, parents bring their children to the museums to make them learn the Chinese culture and history. Entrance is free to encourage people to visit the museum as often as they like, so you can imagine the queue. 

We also visited a mosque that afternoon. Strangely, the mosque looked more like a hostel to me (4 floors divided into men and women quarters). When we arrived, the ladies who were guardians of the muslimah’s section were about to leave as it was just after Asar. But upon seeing us, they were very excited and told us that they would re-open the mussolah for us.

They kept on saying, “Malaysia! Malaysia!” and smiled a lot, as if happy to see other muslimah visiting them from another country. We greeted each other with “Assalamualaikum” and “Waalaikumsalam”.. but that’s about it. Thereafter, it was all like “ayam & itik bercakap”.  They spoke to us in Chinese while the makciks spoke to them in Bahasa Malaysia! None understood each other. J

The bilal of the mosque was this 19 year old boy who had spent 3 years in Malaysia studying at the UIA. He could speak a little bit of Malay and was excited to see us all. The men took group photos with him and the Imam. That is a photo to remember.

Since the group comprised mostly of senior citizens, the tour guide took a more relaxed approach in completing the activities. If she saw that the pakcik & makcik were getting  a little tired, she would cut the visit short. If there were some who didn’t want to join the walk or tour, she would make sure they were seated comfortably while waiting for the others. So nobody complained.

Day 2

The bus picked us up at 8.30am on Day 2 to go to the Terracotta Museum, which is located in Lintong, some 30km from the city. On the way, we stopped by at Xian Ceramic and Lacquer Factory, where we were shown how the terracotta figures were made. In recent times, the clay models were made using molds. But the original terracotta warriors were made by hand, each and everyone one of them 1.8m high.

All the way to the Terracotta Museum, I couldn’t help thinking of what was going on in the Emperor’s mind to order such painstaking task in preparation of his death. And this took place in the year 220 BC, some 2,200 years ago.

The tour guide told us that Emperor Qin, the first Emperor of China, was afraid of death and was constantly looking for ways to be immortal. In preparation of his death, he ordered his men to build a mausoleum for him in the afterlife.

Work on the mausoleum began in 246 BCE soon after Emperor Qin (then aged 13) ascended the throne. The project eventually involved 700,000 workers. The place was picked due to its favored location: "famed for its jade mines, its northern side was rich in gold, and its southern side rich in beautiful jade; the First Emperor, covetous of its fine reputation, therefore chose to be buried there".

Emperor Qin died aged 50 (untimely) and he was buried with palaces, towers, officials, valuable artifacts and wondrous objects. The total size of his mausoleum is 56 square km. According to May, 100 rivers had their flow simulated by mercury in its tomb and above them, the ceiling was decorated with pearl and jade to symbolize the clouds, the moon and the sky.

I can't imagine how magnificent it would have been if I were to see it today. Rivers of mercury?? What is more remarkable is the fact that all the 700,000 workers were killed and buried (some alive) with the Emperor upon his death so as to keep the terracotta army a secret. They were safely hidden underground until its discovery in 1974 by a farmer who was digging a well at the site.

Seeing the terracotta warriors for the first time is truly an incredible experience. This is one place that one must visit before one dies... 

Pit 1 - this is where the first terracotta figure was discovered in 1974. There are about 2,000 warriors restored to date and 6,000 still buried underground.

Each figure is different from another; none the same.

I managed to go down to the lower platform to get a better picture.

The armies in Pit 1 are arranged in battle formation.

Pit 3 - the Army Officers & Strategy Room. It looks like they are "talking" to each other.

The cavalry section

Some of the newly opened section. All in ruins & need to be restored.

They have a special room where visitors can take pictures with their own cameras

Pit 2 - the largest pit at the museum. Excavation work is still on going. 

An open section of Pit 2.

Restoration work is painstakingly hard due to the fragile pieces.

It's like fixing Lego pieces..

The Kneeling Archer. This statue was found intact.

There are 160 kneeling archers altogether found in the middle of Pit 2. Their low position protected them from being broken as they were unearthed. When they were found, they were painted in brilliant colors. But contact with air deplete the colors.

Note the out sole of the shoe..

The Horseman

View of the open Pit 2

There are so many photos from the trip but I can't possibly load them all. Enough to say that, "You have to see it for yourself to believe it."

I would recommend Xian if you are interested in history. A few travel tips:

  1. Nobody speaks English in Xian. You have to go with a tour/group unless you speak their language.
  2. Toilets are dirty. If you think our public toilets are dirty, theirs are worse. And they have this bad habit of not closing the toilet doors properly before they do their business. Ewww!
  3. What I do is, I carry my own toilet kit. Inside a plastic bag, I put one toilet roll, an empty water bottle and a packet of wet tissue. That took care of my toilet needs.
  4. People spit on the floor, in restaurants or just anywhere they like. That is really gross!
  5. There’s not much shopping to do. You can buy souvenirs and gifts from the Moslem Street but you must know how to bargain because otherwise, you will end up paying more than what you can get from the airport shop!

Enjoy the rest of the photos!

26 cool people of the tour group

My family

Trying on the terracotta army outfit

Playing dress-up. It's quite cheap - RM50 for 5 photos.

Resting at the park.

Group photo with the Imam and Bilal of the mosque in Xi'an.

Thursday, May 30, 2013

3D/2N at Banyan Tree Bangkok

If you’re planning a quick getaway with your loved one, try the Banyan Tree in Bangkok.  Their 3D/2N “Bangkok Romance” package is well worth every RM spent.

I was there last weekend with my husband. A nice break after such a long time. The last time we went away together was in 2011 (Krabi). So, this trip was much anticipated by both of us.

Why Banyan Tree? I’ve always wanted to stay at the Banyan Tree for its sheer luxury and spa experience. My husband had previously stayed at the Banyan Tree Bintan and Phuket with his late wife, and he always talked about how great they were.  

Obviously, I avoided these two places for I’d rather reserve them for his memories with his late wife. I wanted to make new ones so he remembers us in a different way. Hence, when choosing the hotel in Bangkok, I said no to all the hotels that he had previously stayed with his late wife. He concurred and we agreed on the Banyan Tree Bangkok.

We arrived at Sukabhumi Airport at 10.30am on Saturday via Malaysia Airlines. There was a car waiting for us - a BMW 7 Series with a driver in white suit. Wah.. rasa macam dalam “Pretty Woman”! I had asked my husband earlier on, “You want to travel in style or budget?” He said, “In style lah B… kita bukan selalu holiday berdua..“ Hence, the BMW. Hee.. Hee..  

Banyan Tree Bangkok

Car pick-up at the airport

When we reached the hotel, we were immediately whisked to our room on the 27th floor. It was a one-bedroom suite with access to the Club Lounge. You should take the rooms on the Club Floor because it gives you access to the Club Lounge which offers drinks and snacks all day long, plus breakfast every morning. This way, you don’t have to compete with the rest of the hotel guests for food at the coffee house.
After unpacking our luggage, we went down to the Club Lounge for a light lunch. Then at 4pm, we had our massage at the famous Banyan Tree Spa, which was part of the package. The massage was heavenly… My husband slept the moment the masseuse touched his body because I could hear him snoring (he does that when the massage was really good). He must be very tired… but he enjoyed it very much, he said. I did too.

That night, we had dinner on the Apsara, a boat that sails along the Chao Phraya river. It was so romantic but I didn’t really enjoy it because I was very tired by that time. My contact lenses were drying up, I could barely open my eyes.

At the end of the cruise, they took a photo of us together near one of the famous Wat and gave us a copy as we disembarked from the boat. I thought that was a nice gesture.

That night, I slept like a baby.  The bed was so comfortable you just sank in the moment you hit the pillows.

 Dinner on the Apsara

 We had Thai food on the boat

Rice packed in a banana leave parcel

The next day, we took our time eating our breakfast. The food selection was fantastic. They had about 20 types of cereals, fruits & nuts; 10 types of jams and preservatives (mostly locally made), Japanese section, eggs (cooked to your liking), bread, cheese, noodles, porridge etc, etc. We sat there for quite a while trying out all the different food. It was awesome.

After breakfast, we went out to do a little shopping. We took a cab to MBK to buy some t-shirts for the kids back home. My husband wanted to buy the “fisherman pants” which could only be found in Bangkok. He wears these pants at home most of the time because they are so comfortable. The last time we were in Bangkok, he bought several pieces at 199 Baht each. Now, the price is still 199 Baht and the quality is still the same (better, in fact). No inflation ke in Thailand??

I bought a few t-shirts for myself, 2 pairs of jeans and that was it. We returned to the hotel to rest because later that night, we planned to visit the Asiatique – a wholesale market that opened at night only.

After a quick rest and shower, we headed up to the Moon Bar, which was located on 61st floor of the hotel. We had complimentary drinks at the Moon Bar as part of the package and so we decided to check it out.

I didn’t know what to expect but when we reached the top floor, I was taken aback because the view was simply stunning. I could see the whole of Bangkok from where I was sitting and it was incredible! We watched the sunset from the bar. My husband, who is not such a great fan of heights, was looking rather nervous up there but he stayed on and I love him for that.

We had dinner at the Vertigo Restaurant, just below the Moon Bar. It was one of the most fascinating dining experiences I’ve ever had.  Stylish and sophisticated, we dined under the skies of Bangkok while enjoying the panoramic views of the city. We forgo our midnight shopping at Asiatique for the awesome experience at the Vertigo.

As I’m writing, I am still imagining myself sitting at the Moon Bar, contemplating the heavens and admiring the beautiful city lights down below while sipping my favorite drink.  Ahh… what an unforgettable experience!

Me & him at the Moon Bar

He does look nervous, doesn't he? 

View from the top

Romantic dinner at Vertigo

When we got back to our room after dinner, we were suprised to find that the room had been transformed into this really romantic setting - lights down, soft music, candles and incense in the bedroom and roses in the bathtub. I didn't know when they had set up the place, but it was a nice surprise. They called it "Intimate Bath", which is essentially setting up the mood for intimate moments with your partner.

I need not go into details but that was one of the most relaxing experience I've ever had. Usually I found it hard to relax in a bath tub, but this one made me forget about everything. It was total bliss.

Rose petals and lotus flowers in the bath tub 

 Strawberries and cream

 The heavenly bed

Perfect setting for intimate moments

I must say the 3D/2N we spent at the Banyan Tree Bangkok were truly remarkable. The Banyan Tree experience was one of a kind and the things we did together do bring us closer as a couple. 

When I asked my husband "What were your best moments during the stay?" He said, "First, the massage at the Spa and second, the intimate bath." As for me, the Moon Bar takes the cake and the bath came a close second.

Now I'm checking out other Banyan Tree destinations for our next rendezvous.. :)

Monday, May 20, 2013


Nizzar Nordin is sitting for his first real exam this week. Today is the BM paper.

Actually, the school had an assessment in March when the kids had to do some sort of mock exam, but my son only sat for 1 paper as he was down with a viral fever. The rest – “Tidak Hadir”.

So, I am very nervous. My weekend was spent teaching him, or rather, coaxing him to do some work for BM. It was tough. He was very slow. He didn’t know how to spell some words, didn’t know the difference between "kita, kami, mereka".. didn’t know how to form sentences.

I lost my patience.

Itulah! Masa cikgu mengajar, you main-main dalam kelas! Sekarang, satu apa pun tak tahu! How are you going to do your test tomorrow?”

He stared at me blankly.

Don’t look at me! Look at your book!”

Sometimes, he put up a strong protest and sometimes, he cried. Sobbing as he worked his way through “kata hubung” and “kata ganti”. Kesian dia.

But I had to be firm, otherwise we won’t do his work.

Each time I sat down with him for revision, I could feel my blood pressure shot up to 200! Very stressful! And after each session, I would take a breather and de-stress in the bathroom to calm myself down.

My husband said, “Don’t be so hard on him..”. I tried not to, yang… but most often than not, I would lose my cool.

As I’m writing, my little boy is just starting to do his BM paper. I wish you well, darling... I hope you will remember your spelling, huruf besar, huruf kecil, etc. Mummy loves you, no matter what.

See you soon!

Latest Update:

His class teacher called right after the BM paper. "Puan, si Nizzar jawab soalan main tembak saja! Semua dia jawab A! Dia tak nak fikir langsung! Saya suruh dia buat semula. Boleh pulak jawab..."

Please, help me God!

Thursday, February 21, 2013


Ever since Nizzar started going to school, my life has gone haywire. When previously I could happily wake up at 7.30am, now I need to get up by 6am. By 6.50am, dah keluar rumah. Dulu, 8.00 am I was still at home.

At night, I’d be in bed by 9.30pm. “I will only sleep when you sleep, Mummy!” So, nak tak nak, terpaksa tidur cepat. If not, I would have trouble getting him out of bed in the morning.

The moment I hit the pillows at night, I would straight away doze off although in my mind, I thought I would get up again later. Unfortunately, this hasn’t happened yet.

I feel that my life is being controlled by the little boy. My mind is constantly thinking about him: Does he has any homework today? Did he do his work in class today? Did he lose his pencil again? Is the eraser still in the pencil box? What books to bring tomorrow? What food to bring for bekal? Where are his shoes? His tie? His baju sekolah? His watch? Arrrrggghhhh!!!

The constant worrying about the boy who-doesn’t-want-to-do-work-in-school is turning me into a nervous wreck. I worry most of the time, especially in the morning when sending him to school. I don’t even have time to care for myself anymore. I would just grab whatever baju I see in the cupboard to wear in the morning when previously, I would plan what to wear to office. Make up – sometimes sempat, sometimes tak sempat.

The worse thing is - I don’t even have time to do my hair! And that is just horrible! Before this, I need at least one hour in the morning to do my hair. Now, I don’t have such luxury anymore. I have to wash my hair at night now which is quite a hassle because after you sleep on it, the style would be ruined.

I did try to wash it in the morning recently. Memang tak sempat nak blow dry! It was wet and disheveled when I reached the school. And my son had the cheek to tell me, “Mummy, never mind … on your way to work, you can wind down the window and let the wind blow your hair. By the time you reach your office, I’m sure your hair will look nice and beautiful!” Ha ha… wishful thinking, Nizzar. It didn’t happen as you wished.

The constant worrying over the 7 year old has led me to neglect the other important person in my life, ie. my husband. Dah lah dia kerja di JB. Whenever he’s back, I wouldn’t bother so much about him because I would be busy organizing the little one. Kesian dia.. sometimes I feel bad for not giving him much attention.

Well, he does not complain lah.. but deep down I’m sure he feels neglected. But what am I to do? I only have 3 hours to spare after work! I can’t even allocate time for myself, what more to give attention to 2 persons?

Balik kerja, letak beg, shower and terus sit down with the little boy to do his homework. (This is when I don’t have to cook dinner. If I cooked, I can forget about homework with Nizzar). Homework would take one hour, at least. Then I’ll have my dinner. By the time I finish dinner, it would be 9 o’clock and that means, bed time is in half an hour.

By this time, my husband would probably be home already, if he’s in KL. He would just eat whatever that’s left with the older kids while I sort out budak kecik tu. By the time he comes up to our bedroom, I would be in bed, reading bedtime stories to the little kid. He insists I read to him 3 books every night! Lepas tu baru dia akan tidur. After reading, I would be so bombed out already and would fall asleep together with him.

How to layan husband? Plus my husband sleeps very late every night. Sorry lah… cannot wait!

Luckily the 2 older kids can look after themselves. And I’m so glad bibik is around to help with the cooking, cleaning, washing & ironing clothes. If not, can die lah!

Am I over focusing my attention to the little boy? Should I just let go a bit and focus more on my husband? Like, leave the kids and go for a much needed week-long break with my husband in Zurich? (like some people I know…)