Seniah Part 1

I actually posted this on Facebook. It will be in 3 parts but on second thought, I will share the parts here, in this blog instead of Facebook. My friends would know where to find me (here) if they are keen to know.

Namanya Seniah. Dia Mummy saya.

31 July 1959 – 7 July 2021

This will be in 3 parts. If you can read this, that means you are on my FB list. Means that you prolly have an idea of the type of person I am. Jenis yang sedih pun boleh tgk benda tu mcm kelakar. Tapi benda yang hadap sendiri la.. kita tak ketawakan kisah sedih kehidupan orang lain yer..

PART ONE : Watak bernama Seniah that I call as Mummy. Macam cerita orang2 kaya kat Tv3. Tapi tak kaya sgt.

The memories of myself with my mummy are mostly stored under the HUMOUR tab. She is pretty, smart and a great problem solver in almost always, an amusing way. Maybe sebab tu even though I experience a sad event, still boleh nampak event tu OK dan kelakar. 🌼 She was a very extroverted personShe speaks her mind. Perhaps that is a strong reason as to why I turned out as an introvert. Cause the mummy always speaks for you. Kalau kau itam, memang dia akan panggil kau itam. Generasi skrang mungkin akan cakap dia hina ciri2 fizikal orang tersebut, tapi untuk dia, dan mungkin generasi dia, itu je cara yang obvious untuk describe someone. Dan mereka yang di zamannya mungkin tak tau pun prejudis, diskriminasi dan stereotype tu apa. So forgive them but we should know better not to repeat the same innocent mistake.

Contoh;Mummy, mok berik sapa duit tok?[ mom, who am I giving this money to?]

Ya.. Si Dalan.. Nya botak juak di kedey ya.. Tapi paling itam[to Dalan, he is also bald in that shop but dark skinned]

To my siblings Norashikin Mustapha, Matin Mustapha and @Danial Mustapha who are wondering nok ne Dalan tok, sekda urang nama ya.. contoh jak..

🌼 She was adventurous and always willing to try new things.

She baked a cake from scratch for my birthday party at upland and decorated it with neon-like green and pink icing. I felt like a star!!Once she enrolled in her hairdressing class, she quickly put it to practice. We were abu Bakar Ellah for a month. I think Dora’s creators were also inspired by our haircut and decided to make it come to life decades later.

She sews our uniforms for schools. That is like jimat perbelanjaan already. I told her I wanted pockets for my baju kurung. She said no problem. The next day, I woke up with Doraemon pockets sewn on the side of the baju kurung. Wah.. Baju melayu hybrid. My friends were jealous cause I could fit so many things in there.

She loves Cosway products too – we get to try some nice and not so nice things. I am grateful that my mom makes me try milk. If not my growth spurt would be just as high as tesco nyer troli

🌼 She likes to bring us with her to experience interesting things

Like her weekly cooking class. These ladies make all the nicest stuff and make the children who were tagging along eat it. Makcik2ni suap, kita makan je lah kan.

Her driving sessions were also great. The instructor and mom in front. Me and my sister at the back seat. Sometimes it feels like an F1 race as we go around the corner. Nasib tak muntah. Angol palak jak. If she was an actress, she’d probably land a part in Tokyo Drift.

🌼She is the face of many characters – even a superhero.

Eventhough she did not receive a formal tertiary education, she was able to teach English. She is that smart. Like Sang Kancil. Using Peter and Jane books. She would buy the book one by one with the very limited money she had at the time until it becomes a complete set. Now my siblings can speak English like a Londoner. Wows. Salute my brothers and sister. I still spell ‘Snake Bite’ as ‘Snack bite’ on my prescription.

Once a salesman came knocking on the door. Dad was not home. We were relaxing in the living room watching tv with the door open, grill closed. Zaman tu, salesman berani sikit. Jenis yang sukati bukak pagar and ketuk pintu rumah. Salesman tu dah terpacak kat pintu tu, nasiblah everyone is like berbaju. Cuma mummy tengah terbaring relax  atas sofa.  Mummy senang je, dia malas nak layan, dia cakap dia orang gaji, tuan rumah takde.. Pastu tutup pintu. Wow.. Orang gaji apa tu baring2 kat sofa. Ha ha ha.

She is also a culinary chef. If we say a particular sauce or dish at a restaurant is sedap.. Her answer will be’mmmph.. Mummy molah lagik nayaman.. ‘[ I make it better]Merasalah jadi tester cuisine dia nak buat tu.. Amazingly , most of the time akan jadi. So talented this lady!!

Once, my friends Azah Adam and Fizatul Basri were staying with me during Year 4 of medical school. Sebab kena buat attachment at Putrajaya hospital. The only car we had at the time was a Suzuki, kalau tak silap. It was an old car and one day, it broke down. Di tengah2 rush hour kat traffic light!!! Who do we call? Mummy of course. Within a few minutes, we saw a strange tree floating towards us. It was her. Tgh bawak dahan kayu nak letak atas kereta untuk bagitau kat org lain

‘ budak2 ni kan… Kereta rosak.. Pastu tak tau nak buat apa..duduk je dalam kereta teww’

🌼She is a disciplinarian.

No boyfriends in school. Tiba2 gambar bf darjah 3, kevin tan hock siew, dah takde. Weekdays no TV. Masa makan, MAKAN, jangan baca buku cerita,

“Kelak mummy gantung book ya rah geruk ktk!!” [i will hang that book at your neck] Takut tak.. ?

Masa tu takut, skrang rasa mcm kelakar.

She cannot tolerate us sleeping in too long or doing mindless things in our room. She will conduct a spot check. She would open the door like a SWAT member without the guns. PANGGG.. pintu terbukak luas! Boleh mimpi buruk dibuatnya tiga hari berturut2.

🌼She was a woman with a big heart. A giver.

She is so generous that sometimes she fall for scams. Some harmless, some not. Yet, it does not stop her from always being the one yang hulur dulu or sponsor something. She loves giving gifts. Especially to her children. Sampai ke kita dah beranak pinak pun camtuh. Takde occasion apa. Tetiba je dapat buku. Tetiba je dapat gelang. Telekung. Baju. Dapat cadar. Dapat beg. Sometimes the most random things. Klip rambut. If she had lived in Melaka, agaknya dia tetiba datang kat rumah and letak dalam my peti ais sayur bayam 1-2 ikat.

🌼Above all, she is a social butterfly. Mesra alam. And a kind one too.

Sometimes, from our perspective as children, a bit too trusting of strangers. Very bold. But that is how she is. Pernah sekali, ktorg gi kedai. Tetiba dia nampak NASH. Wahhh.. korang ingat dia ada nak tgk diam2? Takde ok… dia terus “Nashhhhh..”

wah.. gugok jantung kita nengar. sik tauk sine mok tapok muka. pastu tegur sapa macam dah kenal lama. Even within her last few weeks, she was still able to make friends with those who are hospitalized like her. Sharing with them their joy and the burden of the sorrow. Some of her friends, being people we have never met in person but always speaks nicely of her. In fact, after her burial, my siblings were saying there was an accumulation of just over 1000 unanswered messages and phone calls on her phone. That’s a lot of love.

I am sure my brothers and sister, relatives and some of my friends have memories of her too. How could you forget Seniah kan, and aren’t those memories wonderful?

[gambar sebelum dunia kenal apa itu covid – my mum is the one in that pink purple jubah]

May be an image of 6 people, people standing, headscarf and indoor