kata kama

Here I am, back again for the umpteenth time, with yet another promise to stay committed (and not really believing if I ever could). The flesh has been weak for the longest time now but the spirit remains willing, that much I can admit to.
There was a time when putting pen to paper (so to speak) was as natural as doing one's daily toilette, and just as satisfying. Somewhere along the way, however, something happened. The thoughts plateaued and dimmed, lethargy set in, procrastination ensued...

It's never too late to embark on a new hobby. People I know have done so, and successfully too. An ex-colleague bought a Harley upon retirement and rode all over the country, his wife a willing partner. 
As for me, I had long wanted to build a collection of old china, ever since my late grandmother left me a pretty blue-and-white porcelain bowl (pix below) almost a century old....

Apologies are long overdue to a couple of folks who had me in their thoughts during their travels. I had been meaning to put this posting up a month ago... as always, kemalasan set in.. *sigh*
This beautifully crafted plate comes from Palestine, a gift from my colleague Amir Effendi who, together with fellow Muslim Aider Muhammad bin Kamarulazizi, went on a mercy mission to Palestine in November last year....

Hello folks, here I am again. Tenggelam timbul, bak kata orang Melayu (the English equivalent is 'now you see it, now you don't'). 
Before you know it, we are already halfway through January. Time rushes by so fast it's frightening. In the blink of an eye, tomorrow is yesterday, and we are all a day closer to the grave. ...