If you’re using Maybank, it’s time to opt out. Here’s the thing.

17th August – Credit Card payment due. Since no payment was made, they blocked my account. That includes any transaction through Maybank2u. And I wasn’t aware of this until pay day. The amount I owe is RM 907, minimum payment RM 130.

19th August – Salary pumps in. I wanted to settle my loans, debts and everything that is on top of my head. Then I realised my account was blocked. Called Maybank remedial service, staff not in. It’s only 4.35 pm and they put me on machine. Everyone went home I guessed. So I called the next day.

20th August – Called them after Friday prayer. Was greeted warmly and explained my situation, that my savings is blocked and I can’t do anything. I asked them whether they can contra that from savings. They can, but they wanted the full amount of RM900.

That’s is a total BULLSHIT! All this while, I can ask them to immediately contra my account for minimum payment. Now they want full!!

I explained to the lady, it’s going to be Raya soon, and I need that money to do my shoppings, food for September, fuel etc. And guess what she said, no. WHAT AN IDIOT. HOW AM GOING TO LIVE TILL NEXT MONTH? DARN IT MAYBANK!

Well, to some extend, I understand that I owe them money but that’s a service. They are gaining from me from interest, late payment charges and other charges. Why can’t you just accept the minimum amount? I’ll pay accordingly later on! WHYY? WHYY ARE YOU SO THICK HEADED?

My car loan is RM 700, fuel to go to work plus highway, close RM700 as well. Lunch money for the whole month, RM 250. Minus other installment as well, I’m dead. At the end of the day that RM900 is going to be used for fuel and lunch money, which I plan to cut and use for raya shopping.

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Hari-hari di office time bulan puasa, ade kuliah waktu lunch. Ade hari aku miss, ade hari aku attend. Sedikit sebanyak, dapatlah aku mengisi dada yang kosong ini.

Ustaz Rosli, seorang pensyarah dan juga seorang ilmuan tamadun Islam. Daripada penceritaan beliau, beliau nampak begitu mahir dalam bidangnya. Antara topik yang pernah beliau bentangkan, adalah kisah-kisah sahabat, isteri-isteri Muhammad SAW, sebelum dan selepas kedatangan Islam.

gambar dari Nizam

Ramai yang tanya, mana lagi afdhal? 8 rakaat ke 20? Biar aku petik sebijik-sebijik ayat die.

Muhammad SAW hanya sembahyang 3 kali di Masjid dan buat 8 rakaat sahaja. Muhammad sembahyang 3 kali di masjid sebab 2 perkara; tak nak jadikan tarawih wajib dan masjid time die penuh sangat. Walaupun Muhammad sembahyang 8 rakaat sahaja, tetapi, 1 rakaat beliau ada 3 juz Quran bacaan. Selalunya Muhammad SAW akan habis tarawih mase dekat sahur.

Kemudian, ada orang tanye, 8 ke 20 rakaat? Jawapan beliau:

Orang Melayu selalu bergaduh pasal 8 ke 20, kenape tak gaduh pasal 30 rakaat ataupun 38 rakaat? Memang ada mazhab sembahyang 30 atau 38, tapi kita pilih untuk bergaduh 8 atau 20.

Sebaiknya, tarawih dan amalan kamu itu adalah antara kamu dan Tuhan. Terpulanglah kepada diri sendiri, nak 8 ke 20, atau tak payah. Ibadah tak semestinya dari berzikir, sembahyang tarawih atau bacaan Quran. Bekerja mencari nafkah pon ibadah. Begitu juga dengan derma, berkongsi ilmu, berbaik selepas bergaduh.

Cukuplah, panjang lebar aku sharekan intipati tazkirah. Tak perlulah nak berlagak kalau buat 20, kalau satu rakaat pon tak diterime sebab riak. Sekian.

ps: Kadang2 kalau aku balik awal, ade je suare sumbang, “Aik, 8 je?”

It’s been a while since I went up north to visit my grand parents. I was fortunate enough to tag along my cousin, also a partner in crime when it comes to DotA.

Grandma is doing well. Granddad, well, not so considering he’s in his 70′s. He tends to forget whether he prayed or not, so most of the time, he doubled it. And he’s always laying down, which makes it hard to lay eyes on him. Someone who used to be very strong and determined, now, flat on his back.

While heading out to Ramadhan Bazar, I asked grandma whether she’d want some delicacies for iftar. She gave me this list that I had to memorized, which was easy actually. Then I asked Wan (grand dad), what he wanted since he was listening to our conversation.

“Wan, ewin nak pergi pasar, nak pesan tak?”

He gestured a kueh,”bagi Wan.. alaa ape name ni.. ”

“Apam balik? ” I asked.

“Bukan! Ala mende kecik tu..” emphasizing his gesture.

“Ohh.. tepung pelita?” I asked again.

“Bukan!”, he denied.

“Kueh puteri lilin, karipap, murtabak, bendere, lapis, gulung, pau goreng, gule melake ..” I spoiled him with a long list of Malay delicacies.

“Bukann…! Ala.. mende kad kad tu, utk handphone” he replied.

“Ohhhh! Top up!” I guessed.

“Haaa.. betul la tu!”

“Maxis, Digi, Celcom?” I asked again.

“Maxis kot”

I had a premonition he’s going to be wrong, so I rushed into his room and got his mobile phone. It said, Celcom.

It’s this tiny detail that makes me miss my grandparents. I wish I could spend all day long, loitering their living room and talk about everything there is to talk about. After all, they won’t be around forever. It’s ok, I have 2 weeks off a month from now. Until then, let’s prepare a long list of questions!

ps: Sembahyang 8 ke 20? Next topic to share

My eldest brother has been recently redeployed at HQ from Kelantan. He was given a quarters apartment. Over iftar, I asked my mom where is his new house?

So mom started to indicate me on the intrinsic ways to my brothers new home. I roughly have some idea where it’s located, but unsure the exact place. I bet Garmin can solve this guidance issue. My youngest brother than hijacked the conversation, wanting his share of thoughts about the new place.

“Ewin tahu, rumah tu ade dua (2) perabot?”

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This is something to brag about, well, I deserved it!

It was hosted at Nilai Spring Resort, somewhere south of KL. The trip from my house took about 45 minutes. It was blazing hot and surprisingly very windy.

For me, it was the third time for me on a real golf course.

The first nine holes witness a mental break down. I was hitting everywhere else except for the target. The weather wasn’t helpful either, it was hot and humid. My peers were Wong and Herfa. Wong is regular and Herfa, just like me a beginner.

I was doing so bad until Wong told me, “Edwin, remember practise driving range.”

From there, things took off. I played much better, more composed and focused. Landed a few chance for birdie, unfortunately I was pretty much a sissy when it comes to putting. It’s always too short or slow to reach the hole. The score was good for the second nine, it was full of bogey and a par.

Having to recover from a bad game, landed me this..

.. 2nd place in Rookie Category and if I have to thank anyone, it’ll be Aisyah Rozi. If she hadn’t tried hard to understand my new hobby and the time needed to practise, I wouldn’t have a place in the rankings. Thanks hun! Also thanks to Dad for the set. Oh yes, and I played 108. Which is a big deal

ps: Ramadhan is coming, I doubt I’d have the time to swing. So puasa, is really PUASA