That's the key

Manchester United is in a crisis. Let's not beat around the bush on this. The premier league title is a goner, not even a top four, and so is the FA cup. The Champions league can also be considered out of reach because of the strong competition. Only the league cup looks possible as they are in the semis already. But then there's still Man City to think about. How come a team that was champion a season ago is now struggling. All the players are still there. Only the manager has change and before I forget, the back room staffs. Maybe that's the key to the problem. The new manager should have retained the coaching staff instead of sweeping them all away for new ones.

Maisarah

Maisarah is growing, slowly but surely. She is now 2.5 kg, thirteen days after birth. She might be small but she is strong. We have a difficult time keeping her hands tied. Almost inevitably, she would get her hands free. She is also an angel. She cries only when she is hungry. At most other time, she is sleeping or just watching the world go by, her eyes wide open.  

That's what scares me.

There's one thing that has disappeared from my mind these days. I don't dread anymore the thoughts of going and coming back from work. If before, I worry about the traffic jam, now its a thing of the past. In fact I look forward to riding my bike to work because I enjoy it. Its one of the simple pleasures of life. The only thing that scares me is looking at how other people ride their bike. They are all fast, for me at least. I'm the slowest rider every time, averaging 40 to 50 km/h only. The fastest I have reached was 70 km/h. Even then, it was only for a short time. My bike has never hit 80 km/h but I see everybody else riding at that speed or even faster than that. I know because even when I am riding at 60 - 70 km/h, every biker overtakes me. That's what scares me.

Not a given thing

This morning, I manage to wake up early enough to go for the morning prayer at the mosque. That is after missing it the last few days. A combination of sleeping late, having to wake up in the dead of the night and my alarm suddenly didn't work make up the causes. With Akid and Maisarah around, sleeping time is not a given thing. Fortunately, this is the second time around so its not so bad. I am quite used to it, having gone through it with Akid previously. With my four elder kids? I went through the same thing  but I must say they were too long ago. The memories have faded. 

It boggles the mind

If something is not done about the 'Allah' issue, things are going to get worse. For me, I don't understand what the fuss is all about. Its a non issue. Allah and his prophet has never forbidden anybody from using the word Allah. On the other hand, if people use it wrongly, Allah only ask us to explain to them what is Allah. That's is the correct thing to do. Everywhere else in the world, this issue is a non starter. Only in Malaysia it becomes a contentious issue. The same thing goes with the 'Shiah' issue. Why are we declaring they are not Islam on one hand but on the other hand, we invite them for the Quran reading competition. It boggles the mind, to say the least.

Akid and Maisarah

Two babies in tow

The eve of 2013 was spent in the house. I was not even watching the TV. Instead was busy looking after the children. With two babies in tow, that makes for a very trying time. Akid is too small to understand what is happening but he can sense the changes. He is reacting to it in a way babies do, whining and crying more, craving for attention. Its normal I suppose. After a month or two, he will get used to it. In a year's time, he will even begin to have lots of fun, playing with his kid sister. He is a great kid, very active and very curious. He makes me young trying to keep up with him. As for Maisarah, she has been an angel so far. Crying only when hungry. Otherwise, she doesn't make much fuss.