Reunion of Old Friends…

Crab Shack 

Venue: Crab Shack Cafe @ Bestway Building

Date & Time: 20 January 2008 12:40am

Event: Reading vs. Manchester United

It was my first time sitting at this venue where Singapore‘s Manchester United fans converge and watch live games on the big screen. I’m not a fan of frequenting these kind of places unless it’s a one-off thingy or if it’s an emergency, like if I’m overseas and the television in the hotel room doesn’t telecast the match. So why was I here??? The story goes like this…

At 10:20pm on Saturday 19th January 2008, and while I was tucked in bed watching “Alya” on Suria and waiting for the game to start at 11pm, a good friend of mine sms-ed to say she saw another good friend of mine from Kuala Lumpur (KL) at Vivocity with his family. Thinking that she saw this KL friend of mine earlier in the day, I assumed that he was already back at his hotel room after a long day of shopping. And so I sms-ed him asking how he is and how he’s enjoying his stay. He said he was still having dinner at Vivocity and invited me and the family to have lunch with him the next day, which I politely turned down as I had made plans to meet my interior designer in the afternoon. He didn’t tell me that he was here as he was afraid I’ve had other plans, since it was the weekend afterall. He wasn’t aware there was a match going on on television (he is a full blooded Manchester United fan like me) till I told him. So he said he’s gonna rush the family back to the hotel and catch the game. But…..

It dawned on me that ESPN is no longer broadcasting live English Premier League games on television, so he would definitely miss out on watching it. So I told him why not we meet up for a short rendezvous and catch the game at Crab Shack. At the very least I told him, we’d miss the first half, which was not too bad. He was definitely game for it so I made plans to pick him up from his hotel at 11:30pm. I met his mother and mother-in-law at the lobby and made small, polite chats with them before we took our leave.

At the Crab Shack, I introduced him to my fellow United fans from the Manchester United Singapore football team as “my friend from Malaysia“, without elaborating who he is, in respect of his privacy. We both sat all the way at the back, chit-chatting about our lives, football, the entertainment industry etc. We had lots to talk about since we last met last March when he was here for the “Cicakman” promotion. By now, I’m sure you guys would know who I’m referring to when I said “Cicakman” and since only one of the three brothers is married and has a family.


Yes peeps, it’s none other than Edry of KRU

The match itself was frustrating to watch with United missing chances after chances. It was a big relief when United scored in the 77th minute through Wayne Rooney and then Cristiano Ronaldo wrapped it up in the 90th minute. We both jumped up and down like excited kids and high-fived one another. It was our way of venting our pent-up emotions cos we both admitted having to stifle our excitement when we watch it at home with everybody else already retiring for the night. Aware that he had had a long day, I sent him back to the hotel with the promise of meeting him again later in the day, probably for lunch if my meeting with my interior designer ended early or later on when I see them off at the airport.


Two very happy United fans celebrating another win by the Red Devils

We almost did not meet as Edry‘s handphone went flat and I was only armed with the knowledge that they had to be at the airport by 3pm. Our meeting with the interior designer ended almost at 2pm so we made a calculated gamble to be at the airport before 3pm. We did not have to wait long as Edry and his family members arrived about half an hour after we reached Terminal 2. Whilst checking-in at the counter, Aida and I took the time to get to know Edry‘s mother and mother-in-law better. They definitely are two very nice ladies and were quite curious on some places here, having not visited Singapore for a long time. We were only too willing to oblige and tell them this and that.

During our conversation the previous night, Edry had mentioned how being an artiste can result in people staring at you when you are outside shopping or dining. It’s either people are too shy to come up and say “Hi” or they wonder if they had gotten the right person. I’ve heard this so many times from my other celebrity friends. They are always unsure whether smiling back would result in others thinking they wanna be noticed (or to put it simply – “Perasan“) or if they don’t smile, people will think they are aloof and think they own the world. I got to experience the staring thingy when we were chatting with his mother and mother-in-law and when he joined us after checking-in. A Malay family walked past us and kept staring. They even turned back and did a double take just to confirm it was a celebrity they saw. I could only shake my head and wished they wouldn’t be so blatant on the double take. At least come over and say “Hi” or something rather than stare closely and walk away. It’s like what we over here refer to as being a “Jakun“. Soon after, as Edry‘s family wanted to shop at the departure area, they split up and he and us went over to chill out at Coffee Bean since his flight was still about two hours away.

We continued our conversation from where we left off the previous night. Honestly speaking, I am never bored talking to this guy and I believe those who have been in contact with him would agree with me that he is one intelligent dude (along with his brothers) with a sharp eye for the odd punchline. It’s no wonder that he is constantly churning out hits after hits for his proteges, not to mention the fact that he is a millionaire already. But behind the status, he is still humble, down-to-earth and definitely does not show that he is one. Even his dress sense blends with the people around him. That’s the biggest respect I can accord to him.

Chatting with him throughout the previous night and during the chilling session at Coffee Bean, I got to know better how the Malaysian entertainment industry works nowadays what with all the incessant reality shows going on and likewise I shared with him what I know of our own industry which is somehow or rather hogged by the two Idols. Other than that, we talked about everything under the sun, from family, to parenting, to football, a bit of politics, video-gaming (he was trying hard to tell me to go buy an X-Box 360 when he knew I am going for PS3) and a bit of everything else. Man, you can never get bored hanging out with this guy and I always cherish the times I spend exchanging views with him. Time always feels short even if we were to sit for hours.

Maybe some of you must be wondering how I got to know him on a personal basis. Well, I am a big fan of KRU since 1992 (I have all the albums right down to the singles!!!), when everybody else was worshipping 4U2C. Never missed any of their shows here in Singapore and was basically a rare groupie – rare because I think I was probably the only guy and the rest were screaming females. I was fortunate that Edry dropped by my online guestbook at Alamak Chat and left a note. At first I was sceptical, but once he confirmed that it was him when we met at a dinner showcase at the Marriott Hotel in which they performed sometime in 1998, the rest was history. I also feel I am fortunate to get to know him as being a guy and almost of the same age, we are able to click well. I have to admit, knowing Edry all these years made me lose my starstruck feeling whenever I meet an artiste. He is as real as they can get and he doesn’t have any diva or high-and-mighty feel about him, considering his status and popularity.

The funny thing was Syahindah, who is very much afraid of strangers, and will cry whenever someone approaches to reach out to her, was mesmerised and quickly warmed to Edry as the photograph below can testify. She did not even cry or bawl when Edry carried her all the way from Coffee Bean to the Departure Gate. She even wanted to follow him and shook her head when I reached out to carry her. Edry said that it’s a normal thing when kids see him, Norman and Yusry in that they will immediately warm to him quickly as compared to his brothers. Either that or I just hope she doesn’t follow my past footsteps on being a groupie and quickly warm up to celebrities, even at this young age!!! Before he walked through the gates, we shook hands and hugged and promised to meet up again whenever anyone of us were to visit KL or Singapore…  



On 11th January 2008, my close poly mates had a small reunion to welcome home one of our buddies, Mervyn, albeit for a short holiday. Mervyn is now residing in Brisbane, Australia after completing his studies. His family is there too and they have taken up permanent residency as well. It’s been more than 3 years since I last met the guy. Back in poly, he was one of my closest mates and one of my confidantes. Back then, we were all more like brothers and sisters, rather than friends. We practically hung out after classes and even skipped them in unison. Yeah those were the days where you wished you could relive all over again.


Deep in conversation…

Not only have I not met Mervyn for more than 3 years, the last I met the rest (Jumari, Ain & Ivan) was on my wedding night. Being away from them for ages, I don’t even know that people like Ivan has gotten married (though not officially) and Jumari & Ain had hooked up, even though they seemed coy and don’t publicly admit it. Speaking of “hooking up“, I did tell Mervyn about that ex-neighbour of mine who was so pissed off when I said we “hooked up because we were neighbours” on Facebook. So he explained that over in Australia, the term has a derogatory meaning, like you and that person involved had had a one night stand or something. No wonder this ex-neighbour of mine was bloody pissed off about it, but then again I just felt all those years living there have changed her a hell lot. Oh well, it’s over anyway…


The two couples (one official, one unofficial and still coy about it) sharing a laugh…

We had a great time over dinner at Novena Square‘s Magic Wok restaurant followed by another chilling session at The Coffee Connossieur (TCC), just reminiscing the past and doing a lot of catching up on our respective lives. Jumari had a field day calling me a “Celebrity Blogger” (Celebrity ke aku ni??? Tak rasa pun macam tu!!!). He said one of his colleagues is also a “Celebrity Blogger“, famous for making cupcakes as a sideline. Ok I won’t mention who cos I understand this fellow blogger friend of mine prefers to remain low-profile. Three hours of hanging out with them was filled with lots of giggles and laughter. Times spent with old friends like these makes one wish one can turn back the clock and go back to where we were ten years ago.


The “Bapak Budak” wanting to exchange places with his daughter. That’s Merv on the right…


I just received my goodie bag from RIA 89.7FM last week with regards to winning the “Karaoke Kelam-Kabut” segment during the New Year Programme with KC and Zan Sofiyan. For those who did not listen to that programme which aired on New Year’s Day from 12am-6am to commemorate RIA‘s extension from being a 20-hour station to a 24-hour one, the segment which I took part in was somewhere between 2-3am. As I had just got home from watching fireworks at the Esplanade, I thought why not I call in and join in the fun. To win the goodie bag, one has to sing a line from any song by a particular singer or group, whose name will be given at random by the deejays, and one has to get 6 correct within a time limit of one minute.

I was left frustrated when those who called in couldn’t answer the call to win the goodie bag. I tried to call but it was bloody difficult to get through, so I did the next best thing. I smsed the deejays through the public sms system a few times to say I can do better than the rest and they ended up calling me when no one was able to stand up to the challenge. By then they had given a discount by lessening the songs to five from six previously. I did not disappoint so to speak even though the first name “Kris Dayanti” drew a blank in my head as to which song should I sing. I remembered singing correctly songs by Sofaz (“Janjiku“), Samsons (“Kisah Tak Sempurna“) and Fazli Zainal (“Sejuta Nafas Cinta“). Couldn’t recall what were the other two I got correct…

RIA Goodies

I was stumped by what was in the goodie bag as I really did not expect so many things inside. There is a mini transistor radio, a pen, a notebook, 2 station car decals, a USB portable mouse, a jacket and also a lanyard. The lanyard, jacket and car decals were very much welcomed as I had longed for them for ages, especially the car decals. Now I can add them on along with my Class 95 decal. Thank you RIA, you’re most kind!!!


I got wind of late that this year’s Anugerah Planet Muzik (APM2008) is gonna be held in Kuala Lumpur sometime in April. Just the “right” timing I must say. Right smack after I’ve shifted to my new place and when my financial resources are low. Somehow I don’t understand this plan to bring the event offshores when our neighbours don’t give two hoots about our artistes at all at their own awards ceremonies. And even after the organisers had received negative reviews by mostly the Malaysian press for past events, I wonder if the move to do it on Malaysian soil would reap any rewards.

Maybe this time they’ve gotten better resources to support the show, maybe this time they’ve gotten better sponsors. I just hope whatever decisions they make, it will benefit all involved, from the production team right down to our artistes. Right now, the ones making inroads over there are Aliff Aziz and Imran Ajmain. Even the two Idols are finding it tough, especially our newly crowned Asian Idol who already has a negative reputation to his name by the Malaysian press, ever since he avoided answering them on his alleged relationship with Fazura at the last Anugerah Planet Muzik. That is why I don’t understand all these hype on our local radio stations that the two Idols are getting a lot of positive attention over there. The music charts on the top two radio stations, ERA & Hot FM, don’t lie!!!

I’m kinda sore about this whole APM thingy going abroad this year cos I’m sure I will be missing watching it live for the first time in its 8-year history. For their sake, I hope they could get a full-house attendance as compared to 2003, when the event was last held there and the Bukit Jalil arena was only half-full. Unless someone from their side will be kind enough to let me continue my attendance streak and provide me with complimentary tickets, transportation or accomodation. Hahahah dream on dude!!! It will never happen… I’m being extremely thick-skinned I know… Either way, I know I’m gonna miss watching APM and most probably Anugerah Industri Muzik as well, which always falls on the last weekend of April annually. Here’s hoping they will make last minute changes and do it where it belongs – In SINGAPORE!!!


A few congratulations are in order to the following people:

– To Brader Bo and wife Shikin, congrats on the birth of their second son Aydrean Kasyief on 16 January 2008. Hopefully you guys can get a musical group going on soon…!!!

– To Kak Lynne & hubby all the way in Copenhagen on the birth of their first child, a boy, on 22 January 2008. Name has yet to be disclosed at the time of typing this.

– A good friend of mine, Ian, on celebrating her ** birthday on 22 January 2008. As I had said in my birthday wish on air when Fiza O called to “sabo” her, may Allah continue to bless her with good health and blessings and hopefully may HE bestow another gift to her in the form of another child, so that little Qalysha could have a play mate and sibling to dote on.

– Another good friend of mine, someone I regard like a brother, my old neighbour Rozhan. You’re the first in our brotherhood to turn 30 today bro. May Allah bestow more than 30 years for you and may HE also gift you with the gift of a child to add on to the bliss in your marriage.

Ok that’s it for now… I’m knackered from all the typing…. 

Our Community’s Latest Trend…

I’m not about to rant about our community’s misgivings, neither do I want to talk about things which are synonymous to our Malay community (read: Lazy, Teenage Pregnancies, Divorce, Tattoos, Drug Abuse etc). Rather I would like to highlight a new trend that is chillingly emerging and this is to the expense of innocent little infants being killed before they even know the meaning of life.

When we first heard of the late Nonoi‘s case and the brouhaha surrounding the families involved, we thought it was just a flash in the pan and something which happens in every community. But when another similar case comes out and another child is sacrificed, you start to think if “Physical / Child Abuse” can be added on to the list I mentioned above. And I thought Mats are supposed to be hard on the outside and soft on the inside???

Even though the papers did not name the little boy and his parents in their report, one can still read about them on the Net. The similarities between the two cases are uncanny. Parents are divorced and child is left alone in the care of the mother’s new boyfriend / spouse. I’m starting to think these girls are dumb enough to have fallen for beings that are worse off than animals. What were these clowns thinking when they abused these innocent children and left them to die a slow, painful death???

This is a classic example of how our community’s minority is able to sway and create a stunning impression as to how good we are at doing something negative and in this case, heinous. If only public stoning is allowed in this part of the world. I am sure many people like me will join the queue to stone the killers and let them die a similar death. Compassion is sorely lacking and I am damn sure so is patience and faith when all these abuse were being carried out.

What is the mark of a true Muslim??? I’m sure “Compassion” must be somewhere at the top of the list. In Islam, an amazingly powerful emphasis is laid on developing love for mankind and on the vital importance of showing mercy and sympathy towards every creature of Allah Almighty, including human beings and animals. For indeed, love and true sympathy are the very antidote of terrorism and extremism towards others.

I’m sure you’ve heard of this famous story whereby Prophet Muhammad, may peace and blessings of Allah be upon him, that some desert Arabs came to him one day and asked: ‘Do you kiss your children?’ He answered: ‘Yes.’ They said: ‘We never kiss them.’ The Prophet (PBUH) said:‘What can I do if your hearts have been stripped of compassion?’ He also said that Allah Almighty has no mercy for him who has no mercy for his fellow beings.

The measure of compassion shown by the Holy Prophet (PBUH) cannot but amaze anyone who knows how rough and violent the society into which he had been born was. But that was then. How about now when life is so much better and peaceful in this part of the world??? Why do we still have these kind of ill-treatment being dished out to innocent children??? Why can’t we show more compassion to children who still do not understand the meaning of life???

I really really hope these senseless beings would be made to hang by the noose sooner rather than later and the President would not grant them clemency even if they were to appeal. These kind of behaviour has no place in society and I am ashamed that this latest case has only made our stature affected even further as other people will now think of us as child abusers. 

My heart goes out to the family members of the late Muhammad Izzul Salihin Bin Muhammad Farzid. May he rest in peace and may Allah place him together with all the pious ones (Salihin) and martyrs (Syahidin). Amin!!!

Weekend With The Family…

This past weekend was filled with activities for the family and with the family. It’s definitely a far cry from what we used to do when we were still swinging singles (Not that we were party animals anyway). Now whatever things we do, we have to think and incorporate our spouse and kids in the mix. We’ve waited quite some time for this to happen anyway, so it was nice to finally kick things off at the start of the first weekend of 2008.


I’ve always wanted to introduce my daughter to the swimming pool as she has always enjoyed bathing in her mini bath tub at home. We thought it would be nice if she could enjoy the little pleasures in life while she can, when she is younger, cos I don’t expect her to be wearing bikinis or one-piece swimsuits when she grows up. And so we had planned with cousins Ezaad and Julie as well as my sister-in-law’s family, to go to Yio Chu Kang Swimming Complex last Saturday for a dip at the children’s pool. This pool is quite big and has slides right smack in the middle of the pool, like an island.


My sister-in-law, Kak Rashida, had gone off earlier to get a few extra hours in the pool for her kids but to her dismay, the pool was closed to public. So after some brainstorming with Julie, we decided to go to Wild Wild Wet at Downtown East instead since we all could get some discount via the NTUC Card. It’s been a long time since I’ve been there anyway, if I’m not wrong, when I was still a bachelor.

The kids had a great time, and so did the fathers who became kids all over again :p. Syahindah was kinda afraid of the water, a combination of it being cold and the rainy weather perhaps dampening her spirits. She was practically shivering and was quite clingy unto me. I think she’s not yet ready, unlike Eshaan who enjoyed crawling in the baby pool. But I guess this is normal for first-timers like her. I’m sure she’ll enjoy herself when she gets older. As a result of the rainy weather and throwing myself unto the slides, I’m aching all over and suffering from influenza. The fitness regime that I had planned to start this week has taken a backseat somewhat. Bummer…


On Sunday, Aida and I attended sis Hazrina‘s (also known as Elista in the bloggersphere) wedding to Hiddy at Ayer Rajah CC, sans Syahindah. We had left the little one at my in-laws’ on Saturday night as she had gone to sleep the moment we reached home from Wild Wild Wet. Initially she was supposed to follow us to the wedding, but she fell asleep when we were leaving home to fetch her from my in-laws’.

The wedding venue reminded me of the 80s and for its design in that era, it looked quite futuristic. I was more fascinated looking at the long ramp that was constructed in front of the stage. I did not notice it at first, till the groom and his entourage came and walked on it to get to the wedding dais. It was certainly something unique from what I’ve seen in most weddings done at community clubs. We were also treated to a dance performance by the Sriwana dancers who accompanied the groom.


It was nice to have met a few people from the bloggers community, notably Ayu who is well known for her cupcakes, and also happens to be a childhood friend of Aida and my sister-in-law. We managed to take photographs with the bride and groom and wished them all the best in their new roles as husband and wife. They looked good in their outfits and really looked the part of being made for each other…


Later on in the evening, we attended the first birthday of little Sharleez Nadya at Aloha Loyang. It was a yellow-themed party and most of the guests were dressed in shades of the colour. Aida and I do not have a single yellow outfit in our wardrobe so we kinda felt as though we disrespected the event and the hosts (Many apologies Diah!!!). But at least Syahindah was togged in yellow from head to toe.



I must say this party was well-planned and executed. I heard from cousin Julie (who is Diah‘s colleague and was also invited to the event), that some of the stuff were ordered from overseas. I was particularly impressed by the bouncing playpen (which I affectionately call the “Wrestling Cage“) and all the Winnie The Pooh stuff that were used to decorate the place. I’m sure all the little kids enjoyed themselves and the adults enjoyed the great company. Till now I still can’t forget the chicken drumlets and fishballs, which seemed to be a hit with some of my fellow bloggers who were also invited to the event.



The “Wrestling Cage“. I was treated to a 2-On-1 match between “Randy Orton” and the “Hardy Boyz“…

We missed out on Hady Mirza‘s presence as we had already left when he came. Not that it mattered much to me anyway as I’m not really a big fan of his, but it would have been good to at least congratulate him for doing the country proud, no matter how flawed his achievement was according to some quarters. It was also great to have met two of my ex-polymates, who had booked a unit next to where the party was held. The last I met them was at my wedding so you can imagine how long ago that was…



Thank you to Diah and family for inviting us and the kind hospitality rendered!!!


Even though this could be stale news by now, I’d just like to welcome sis Nona Kirana to the RIA 89.7FM family. When I first heard that she was coming over from Warna 94.2FM, I was instantly reminded of a conversation I once had with her not too long ago. I remembered mentioning something along the lines of why wasn’t she in RIA or something to that effect. She said perhaps her mature voice made her suitable for the Warna audience. But deep down I just felt her rightful place is at RIA and I’m quite elated by the crossover. Listening to her is like listening to Isadhora Mohd, whom I loved listening to when she was with the station.

Now that Nona is helming the 6-10pm slot on Tuesdays and Thursdays, my loyalty will be split between listening to her and Linda Onn at ERA. I normally listen to ERA as I drive home from work. Now I have to put on an earpiece and listen to RIA with the other ear. Sounds incredible having to listen to two stations at the same time huh??? Anyway, here’s wishing Nona all the best in her new role at her new place. Now I’m just hoping she co-hosts Bistro with Hafeez. It’ll be quite a riot I’m sure…

Am I Gonna Die Soon???

What a way to start the New Year with such a title huh???

I dunno if I had received a sign the other night or am I thinking too much about it, but I just feel as though God is trying to tell me my time is gonna be up soon. I had a very late night on Wednesday night, being addicted to my Football Manager 2008 game on the PC. It was only at 3:25am that I retired for the night.

I felt as though I had slept for the longest time and I was dreaming a queer dream. In the dream, I saw a few people being whacked and one of them was Jose Mourinho, the ex-Chelsea manager. After seeing him being stomped at in the face till his eyeballs popped out, I was jolted from my sleep and woke up with my upper body shaking and shivering. I could even feel the waves from the tip of my hands till my head and I felt cold. I dunno if this was due to my sleeping half-naked (no shirt) but the thought of the first few signs of one’s incoming death came to my mind in an instant.

For those who have read those forwarded mails regarding the signs, you would know that the first sign was stated as your whole body would shake and shiver sometime after Asar as though you are like an animal that has just been sacrificed and you would feel confused. That’s what I felt, even though the time on the clock stated 4:20am and only half my body was shaking!!! I spent the next 20 minutes counting down the days to my expiry date and I came up with 12 April 2008.

I think I’m paranoid about it already and I read a little too much on things for my own liking. But what if, what if my time really really is coming up soon??? Am I ready??? I would say “Hell No!!!“. I’ll be missing out on seeing my daughter grow up, I’ll be missing growing old with my beloved wife and I’ll be missing out on performing my Hajj and countless Umrahs I had planned to do for the rest of my life. Whatever it is, I take it as a sign to reflect on past sins and make 2008 a better one with loved ones and biting my tongue more when I have to…


The birthday and wedding anniversary came and went just like that. Not that I’m the kind who celebrates it anyway. Those who know me well knows I don’t celebrate birthdays as I see it as a reminder that we are a step closer to our graves. Spent the first half of the day working (actually there was no work but an end-of-the-year eating session with colleagues) and the second half at my contractor’s office finalising details on how the interior design of the new place would look like. It was only at night that Aida and I had time for ourselves.


50 mins to go and the place was already packed…

We both had planned to watch the fireworks display at Marina Bay along with Syahindah, but since the little one had just recovered and bearing in mind that the place was gonna be crowded, we ditched the idea of bringing her and left her in the care of my parents. We reached Esplanade Drive, which was closed to the traffic at 8pm, at about 10:55pm. The place was already packed but not fully. We chose a spot near the junction of the Fullerton Hotel so that we could leave quickly once it was over like the previous year. The downside about this year’s event was it did not rain like last year. Therefore the crowd was definitely even more than last year’s affair.


Don’t you just love the city skyline at night???

The place was an absolute mayhem when the fireworks display was over. The Police had blocked off the pedestrian crossing at the Fullerton Hotel, thus preventing the crowd at Esplanade Drive from crossing over to the hotel en route to Raffles Place MRT Station. We were told to move towards the underpass opposite Victoria Concert Hall to get there. Halfway through, we were told to turn back. That’s when people started to turn disorderly and agitated. The officers were screamed at and some broke free and just dashed across the road to get over to the other side.

The original clip is too big to upload and takes up about 8 mins 40 secs so I give you a shortened version of it for those who did not manage to go there to view yourselves…

It was pandemonium with people jostling and pushing one another. Thinking back, it was a blessing that we did not bring Syahindah along. Actually, all these could have been avoided if the pedestrian crossing had not been blocked. The police officers had a difficult time shouting themselves hoarse asking the crowd to move back but to no avail. People just wanted to go home or celebrate elsewhere after that. We both ended up walking back to the car, which was parked at Maxwell Road as the MRT station was too packed with people.


New Year’s Day was spent with the family. We had brunch together at Cafe Gourmet Carousel at Royal Plaza On Scotts Hotel to celebrate the belated birthdays of my family members in December, including yours truly. The only ones not born in December are my mother and Aida. So it made perfect sense to combine all the birthdays together on one day, even if Syahindah already had her own mini affair.

NY Makan

This beautiful sight greeted us at the lobby of the hotel and is made of wax…

The place was packed with diners but we had already made prior reservations beforehand. It’s been awhile since I last had a buffet meal so I didn’t know how I could eat the sumptious spread in store. Bearing in mind my New Year’s Resolution to bring my weight down, this was a start I could not have asked for but since my fitness regime only resumes on Monday 7th January 2008, I thought I should give myself a bit of leeway but minimising the rice intake, which I am trying to cut down this year.

NY Makan 2

I began with the Mushroom Soup and Garlic Bread

NY Makan 3

The second course consisted of Potato and Tuna Salad

NY Makan 4

I just love the seabass, can’t recall what was the name of the dish. The Stuffed Squids were also hot favourites amongst diners.

NY Makan 5

I just love Tofu and Omelette, though the Nasi Briyani was a big letdown. It lacked taste and was quite dry. Good thing I only took a bit of the rice…

NY Makan 6

I got turned off by the taste of the Cinnamon Tart so I ended up with just the ice-cream. Couldn’t eat so much as I was already full. I’m just not a buffet person…

After the meal, we all headed home to freshen up and perform our responsibilities before heading to Ang Mo Kio Hub to watch “I Am Legend” since we had complimentary tickets to watch the show. As elder sis Farah had watched it the day before with her friends and mum was not keen on watching, only dad, Nurul, Aida and me went. It’s a so-so movie, didn’t understand why it hit box office in the US. The ending was simply too abrupt and anti-climatic for my liking even if Will Smith saved the movie with one of his impeccable performances.

NY Makan 7

Syahindah enjoyed herself at Carousel

By the time it was 11pm and Manchester United versus Birmingham City was on the telly, I was already too tired to watch due to the previous night’s travelling and sleeping late. I think I slept by the 10th minute of the game and only woke up to see the highlights of Carlos Tevez‘s goal when Aida woke me up to watch it. The next time I woke up, the match had long ended and the clock stated 3:18am with the television still on!!! So much for being a die-hard fan, but I guess I didn’t miss much as that was the only goal of the game…


I know this is extremely late and almost a month stale but I somehow had forgotten to talk about this event I attended on 9th December 2007 at the McDonald’s Kallang outlet. It was the first birthday of my nephew Md Eshaan and only close friends and family members were invited to the event. As the event was more for the kids, the adults were contented to sit by the side and just converse with one another. The sporty themed affair was my kind of theme though I wished I could have worn my Manchester United jersey just to “spite” the hosts and remind them who are the current champions of the Barclays Premier League 😛 LOL… Football themes were banned as only the hosts could wear them and you can see from the photos why I wanted to “spite” them. I guess blood relations go out of the window when it comes to club rivalry, but I still love my cousins to bits all the same…

Eshaan’s Birthday

Cake cutting time…

This party was also the meeting of new friends but Syahindah wasn’t quite in the mood as she had just woken up. I just love seeing that cute girl in the centre wearing the cheerleader’s outfit. Will be seeing her again tomorrow 🙂