its friday!
anna al-friday
its your day
the mother of all days
Friday
and what will the mail monkey say?
its friday!
anna al-friday
what have you to say
a snafu day?
its friday!
anna al-friday
the end of all days
let us pray
its friday!
anna al friday
its not sunday
its friday
and we get to live another day
don't forget to pray
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Di Mana Mereka Sekarang
Minggu nie wayangsari nak memperkenalkan Siti Rohana a.k.a Minang.Sebenarnya tak banyak yang dapat diceritakan mengenai Minang..bukan sebab kisah dirinya "boring" tetapi kerana Minang nie terlalu berahsia dan enggan dirinya ditonjolkan di ruang mingguan ini. Puasa wayangsari pujuk Minang agar bercerita mengenai dirinya tetapi Minang kata 'janganlah, tak apa cerita menariklah mengenai diri I, you ceritalah pasal orang lain.' Tengok tu, amat merendah diri Minang nie. Itulah perwatakan Minang sungguh'humble' dan jarang nak menyakitkan hati orang lain. Always low-profile selalu menyorokkan diri di belakang tabir. Minang nie asalnya dari Hulu Klang. Masa kat KLP dulu Minang ni ambik "double major" dia daftar diri untuk SPM dan juga HSC (rajin budak nie!). Selang setahun, Minang dapat perkhabaran "gumbira". Dia berjaya dalam SPMnya dan ditawarkan belajar di negara asing dalam bidang bahasa - mat saleh bilang "linguistic". Bertahun-tahun di negara asing Minang akhirnya berjaya menamatkan pelajaran sehingga ke peringkat sarjana. Kini Minang mengajar di Universiti Malaya. Mendidik anak bangsa memahirkan diri dalam bidang linguistik. Satu usaha murni kan...Selain mendidik anak bangsa Minang jugak kini sedang sibuk menamatkan PhDnya (bukan Perasaan Hasad Dengki tau!) Kata Minang beliau berharap dapat menamatkan PhDnya tidak lama lagi. Katanya perlu dihabiskan cepat sebab anaknya yang sulung sedang mengikuti program matrikulasi dalam bidang perbankan - lebih tepat lagi perbankan Islam. Disebabkan tak banyak maklumat yang diketahui mengenai Minang sekarang terpaksalah wayangsari tamatkan episod kali ini di sini..(Untuk pengetahuan semua Minang pakai baju oren pada Malam TGG yang lalu) Paparan minggu depan...siapa agaknya ek..!
Sunday, February 7, 2010
When I look at you
By Anna Al-Friday
When I look at you I see not your grey hair nor your bulging tummy but a young man transformed
When I look at you I see not depression,obsession nor recession but that strong masculine Michelin standing tall behind me
When I look at you I see not Jimmy Chew, Prada, Gucci nor Mustika Ratu but a lovely smile engraved on your lips
When I look at you I see not your LCE,MCE ,HSE,STP,PHD,ACP,ASP,nor BCG but I only see KLP
When I look at you I see not Mahathir,Pak Lah,Najib ,Tok Guru,Lim Guan Eng nor Lim Goh Thong,I only see you
When I look at you I see not you racing for that best dressed trophy but reaching out to a friend’s hand
When I look at you I look out not for Siti with her strawberry chocolate but for my dearest Nona and those who play truant again
When I look at you I wonder why are you trapped underneath that tight corset all night (Let it loose babe it’s a free world)
When I look at you I wonder why someone so pretty like you-- a wall flower that night
When I look at you I see not that eighteen year old but a young paparazzi with that sharp intrument in his left pocket
When I look at you, Al-Sunday need not worry for there’s no tornado here to shake our relationship
When I look at you I saw you looking at me looking at you wondering if we’ll meet again.
By Anna Al-Friday
When I look at you I see not your grey hair nor your bulging tummy but a young man transformed
When I look at you I see not depression,obsession nor recession but that strong masculine Michelin standing tall behind me
When I look at you I see not Jimmy Chew, Prada, Gucci nor Mustika Ratu but a lovely smile engraved on your lips
When I look at you I see not your LCE,MCE ,HSE,STP,PHD,ACP,ASP,nor BCG but I only see KLP
When I look at you I see not Mahathir,Pak Lah,Najib ,Tok Guru,Lim Guan Eng nor Lim Goh Thong,I only see you
When I look at you I see not you racing for that best dressed trophy but reaching out to a friend’s hand
When I look at you I look out not for Siti with her strawberry chocolate but for my dearest Nona and those who play truant again
When I look at you I wonder why are you trapped underneath that tight corset all night (Let it loose babe it’s a free world)
When I look at you I wonder why someone so pretty like you-- a wall flower that night
When I look at you I see not that eighteen year old but a young paparazzi with that sharp intrument in his left pocket
When I look at you, Al-Sunday need not worry for there’s no tornado here to shake our relationship
When I look at you I saw you looking at me looking at you wondering if we’ll meet again.
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