Whats happening in elMansoura

Lessons gained from the hospital of mansoura

2006-03-24T11:56:00.000-08:00

the environment was chaotic.. a boy was jumping on one foot trying to get to a doctor.. a man was groaning in pain, laying upside down on a hospital bed.. blood all over.. another man was dragging a half-conscious woman.. it seemed that the boy had broke a leg and he couldnt find a wheelchair for himself.. his expression was in pain but he needed attention from the doctor badly.. so he jumped on one foot to find one.. the bleeding man on the bed couldnt do much but just to wait for his turn.. and the half-unconscious woman.. i had no idea what was happening to her.. they were more people like them.. all in need of doctors.. and so was my friend.. i was accompanying her to one of the hospitals in mansoura.. it was not too chaotic when we first arrived.. we had a malaysian neighbour as a musyrif and also mama (the landlord) to accompany us.. we had a taxi driver who had a problem with his taxi's engine and couldnt get us directly infront of the hospital's entrance.. so we had to climb the high slope.. we paid him more than we should but he refused to take it coz he didnt get us to the entrance.. my friend was in so much pain that we had to find a wheelchair for her.. the ustaz got one.. the wheelchair was huge and made of iron.. so it's heavy.. with a person sitting on it, it became heavier.. we pushed her up the slope.. upon the entrance, one of the workers took over and pushed my friend over to the doctor.. mama and i went to register.. we showed her passport and got a paper with her name registered.. no payment at all.. we searched for my friend and found her not with one doctor but six altogether.. turn by turn asking her questions like "where's the pain?".. another asked "do you vomit".. so on and so forth untill all six had decided to give her a pain-killer that needed to go through her vein.. i had no idea what the doctors were saying but we just said "ooohhh aiwa".. so we were in a room with my friend having her pain-killer going through her body.. we waited and more doctors asked questions.. but this time unnecessary questions like "where do u come from?".. we said singapore.. and mama told her that we are students in kuliah dirasat.. its good to have mama around so we could just act stupid and dont need to answer anything.. another question from the doctor "do u know muhammad metawalli sya'rawi?".. dont know whether to think if its good to have a friendly doctor or not.. its just that we were not in that mood.. "somebody is sick here.. no time for friendster session.. sorry doc".. we waited and there was this very old woman beside my friend's bed.. her head was bowing very low so i couldnt get a look at her face.. but we knew that her sickness was bad but she was just keeping quiet.. no groans no complaints.. "subhanallah.. tabah".. then she called the nurse.. i saw her face.. her other eye had no eyeball but she was calm.. she called the nurse to ask for some water coz she's thirsty.. just that.."Subhanallah".. my friend was still in pain and so we went to find the previous six doctors again but this time there were too many patients.. so instead of six doctors for one patient, it became one doctor for six patients.. we waited and i had the chance to look around.. thats how i saw the jumping boy, the groaning man, the half-conscious woman.. i went further up and saw an injured man giving his cover to another injured man coz that other man needed more.. and he took it although the cover had already covered with the blood of the first man.. i wanted to see more and i strolled further up.. "ok bukan nak kepo tapi nak ambil pengajaran sikit".. "Ya Allah.. selama ini kite mensia-siakan nikmat yg ade".. this was nothing.. maybe there are worst case in other very poor countries.. how's their hospital look like.. hmmm.. thats about it.. my friend was feeling better after another jab and we went home.. i was walking with mama when she said something.. "the chaotic environment in the hospital just now reminded us of something isnt it".. "like what?".. i asked her.. "that chaos was nothing.. just imagine how it will be like when qiamat.. also in mahsyar".. i began pondering.. "yes mama, it will definitely be worst.. may Allah ease us on that day.. ameen"..

our excos visit to mansoura

2006-03-24T07:09:00.000-08:00

Our kak YDPH called to inform us that the singapore excos will be coming down to mansoura for a visit.. ok first thing first.. we have to find a place for the exco banin.. mama(the landlord) didnt allow us to bring guyz in bait singapore.. she said that its inappropriate.. "but mama, we're having a meeting pertaining our welfare".. mama still said no.. so ahlu bait singapore brainstormed.. we've got an idea.. maybe we can ask the young couple living below us to provide a place for the exco banin.. they're malaysians.. such nice neighbour.. "bleh kan kak su kalau kite nak tumpangkan exco banin dan ustaz faizal layan dorang".. this part settled alhamdulillah.. next was preparation of food.. aisyah wanna cook this.. susi wanna make that.. mashi this and that.. nadia also.. thats alot.. "kiteorg nak buat majlis kenduri keppe".. at last the menu was as follows.. macroni, donut, pisang coklat, dadeh, agar2, oren.. we took all night untill the next day to prepare everything.. "ok memang dah macam rewang majlis kenduri".. quite interesting thou.. the exco arrived.. "banat silakan naik ke rumah kami dan banin silakan ke rumah makdam pakdam di bawah".. we ate together.. the exco banat with us and the exco banin had ustaz faizal, our neighbour the pakdam to sit with them.. afterwards we went to the markaz malaysia for the meeting.. so as not to create problem with our landlord.. the meeting was an informal one.. our YDPI talked, we listened and the secretary wrote.. then we talked, our YDPI listened and the secretary was still writing.. then all of us have the chance to say something.. i couldnt remember most of our conversations but thats ok coz the secretary had everything written i assumed.. all in all.. it was about "kami prihatin dengan pelajar-pelajar singapore di mansoura dan ingin mengetahui perkembangan antum sambil merapatkan silaturrahmi serta menyatakan tujuan kami kesini".. ok, thats nice.. next was their meeting with the exco DPMM.. that was it.. we really appreciate their visit.. oh yes.. the exco banin did ask if our neighbour's name is adam coz we kept on calling him pakdam.. well not exactly.. his name is ustaz faizal.. and pakdam is the initial given by the malaysians to those who are married.. it came from the wife whom we refer to as madam but they pronounce it as 'makdam'.. so they only change the 'mak' to 'pak' for the hubby.. that's how 'pakdam' came about.. a new info isnt it.. such a simple thing can also be knowledge.. rite, maybe next time they can try to ask the person's name first before calling him pak adam or ustaz adam.. :D samihuna wabarakallah feekum for the visit

Declaring War with Cik Ti!

2006-02-23T08:42:00.000-08:00

nice and cosy bait singapore.. all 4 of us living in peace.. suddenly we have a new-comer.. she's more like an intruder.. its not even a she.. its an 'it'.. the name's cik ti.. short and more glamour.. the full name's cik TIKUS MONDOK!.. oooppss sori aisyah for saying the name out loud.. aisyah said "tak bleh sebut name panjang cik ti pasal die tahu yg kite ngah cakap pasal die".. cool isnt it.. we've an educated rat inside our house.. ok, maybe the cousin of pinky and the brain.. so, this cik ti came into our house without invitation.. how did we sense it's presence?.. it's shits were all over the kitchen.. ok let us call it faeces coz shit is not a nice word.. it's faeces were almost like the lizards', only bigger dirtier of course and alot.. further more, susi and mashi have noticed a 'kelibat' passing.. its too fast for us to get a good look at it and to confirm its existance.. but after seeing the shits.. errrmmm.. the faeces i mean and some mess in the kitchen.. its confirmed.. we have to do something.. like what?.. we're not going to search for it eeeuuuwww.. no way, its disgusting.. ok, tell mama (the landlord).. maybe she can do something.. we told her and her expression was like "oh really?.. no big deal".. maybe no big deal to her.. maybe a trivial matter to most of the people here.. they are living with these creatures.. they dont mind the least coz they cant do much.. these creatures are everywhere.. its like a norm.. to them but not to us.. only 1 cik ti entered our house but it's enough to traumatise our lives.. its enough to make us not to enter the kitchen and to cook our meals at the hall instead.. dont say that we're exaggerating.. juz imagine what these creatures can do.. they can be clever like jerry in tom&jerry.. they can be strong too like the mighty mouse.. they can even want to rule the world like brain in pinky&the brain.. errrmmm.. ok so what if we got our facts from cartoons.. they are still traumatising our lives!!.. coz we've no experience like this in our country.. untill mama asked us "there are no rats in singapore?".. "of course there are rats in singapore but they dont live in our houses", we answered to mama's question..

ok then mama understood the reason for our extreme fear.. she's so nice to get us a trap.. orite here goes.. we're gonna put some food and trap cik ti.. its not that difficult.. so, we put cheese.. juz like tom alwiz did to jerry.. but the cik ti in our house didnt want the cheese.. ok, maybe rats in egypt dont eat cheese.. what do they eat?.. qushari?.. mahshi?.. or maybe tho'miah?.. ok, that's ridiculous.. mama told us to put fish and so we put fish.. it didnt care about the fish either.. "eeeee cerewet lah plak si tikus ni".. then mama laughed at us saying that we have to fry the fish.. "What!!.. fry the fish!?!.. ni dah melampau dah ni.. dah lah cerewet, high taste lagi".. ok, we then fried the fish.. "what next?.. nak kene letak perencah kari, garam secukupnye jugak ke".. we waited again, wanting it to be trapped.. shortly after that.. uhhuh, GOT IT!.. ambik ko hahah.. ehem ehem.. i mean Alhamdulillah.. cik ti has been captured.. its already inside the trap, looking fierce.. ok, what now?.. none of us dared to carry the trap with that thing inside it.. its huge!!.. mama came to the rescue again.. she carried it away and freed it outside.. just like that?.. no way.. what if it wants revenge?.. we just couldnt help thinking with our active minds or rather active imaginations.. sure enough.. 2days later we had another break in.. "ni mesti si cik ti dulu panggil geng2 die".. this time's worst.. they made noise in the kitchen at 1am or 2am.. "waah dah berani buat pesta lagi".. we wondered, where did they come from.. we got the answer.. they bit the pipe of our toilet bowl which means they came from the sewage.. double euuuwwww.. "dah kotor, ganas somemore.. cement pon bleh pecah.. gigi jenis ape ni".. we did the same process.. took the trap, FRIED THE FISH and waited.. at last, got it.. this time, mama did somethin with the pipe.. not only cemented it but also put wires.. "kalo besi pon die bleh kunyah.. hmmm.. tak tahu ah nak cakap ape lagik..".. so that's our story morning glory.. What an experience.. The war with Cik Ti.. Hope that it doesnt happen again.. If it does, we already know what to do inshaAllah..

BlackSmellyMushroomFungus

2006-02-22T08:52:00.000-08:00

the story goes like this.. besides bait singapore, we have another house under singapore also but only 1 singaporean lives there and the others are malaysians.. the house is nice and the landlord is kind.. what more can we ask for.. then one day zila told us that they have a problem with their house.. i thought maybe its another common problem like the water doesnt come out from the pipes or the water heater doesnt heat etc.. but the problem proved to be major.. they grew mushrooms.. not that they have planned to grow them.. The mushrooms grew by themselves on the walls.. The walls at the hall were'nt like before as though they've painted them black to make their house eerie.. ok, I've to do something to help.. these were not mere mushrooms.. we can eat mushrooms but these?.. they are called fungus or molds.. I decided to inform the landlord but they couldnt do much, saying again and again that "the house just needs ventilation and the weather causes the growth".. well yeah everybody knows that.. the ahlu bait had washed the fungus off but it kept on growing.. tiring and frustrating.. so, i searched the internet for solutions.. ok, the internet showed that.. molds are dangerous, they cannot be ignored and be left in houses coz they have effects towards the breathing system and can kill.. "wow, I love internet but i hate it when it gives out scary informations".. so what should we do then?.. ok great.. here's one solution.. it stated "buy the solution to wipe off molds online now!".. another stated "an incredible book on how to get rid of molds and fungus.. buy now!".. "great.. nilah dunia.. smue nak kene duit".. there must be somewhere.. c'mon solution, please appear.. "kasihanilah kami pelajar-pelajar yang dhaif Ya Rabb".. Alhamdulillah.. at last!.. after hours of searching.. biiznillah.. the solution!.. and also free.. it stated "use bleach to wash off molds and fungus.. then ventilate the house.. next time, use non-fungul paint for your walls.. click here to buy the paint".. at least, i can use the first two solutions without buying.. "issshh bukannye susah sgt nak blang.. nak kene pakei beli2 plak".. ok, so I asked them to try that out.. use bleach to clean than ventilate the house.. since molds are said to be dangerous and should not come in contact with the skin, i'd asked them to use gloves and masks while washing them off again.. they did that and all praise to Allah, I was told that there are no more growth.. "tamatlah riwayat mereka"..