This post was intended for 19 August 2008, but, due to some technical issue, and time consuming, it was postponed till today. Sorry Ummi.

Ummi : trip to UK, 2008. She went there to do some research for her PHD, which is already on her life plan.

19 August 1958. The birth date of my mama. She was born in Kelantan, Pasir Puteh. Later then, after struggling during her secondary school, she went to Wales, UK, to continue her studies. She manage to grab a scroll named after Bachelor of Physics (Honours). Being a mother to 8 children (D’daus wasn’t borned yet) does not stop her from continuing her passion : continue her study in Master of Psychology. She persue her study by carrying a bag of CPU (seriously, a CPU, Intel Celeron) and travel forth and back from KL to Pasir Puteh. I seriously respect and solute my Mama as she was able to manage everything. None of us were left behind while she was busy with her Master Programme. I love you Ummi! Thus, to show my love to you, I have a short poem for you;

Ummi & Basyeer : with my brother, which finished his Master at Surrey, UK.

selamat-hari-ibu

Mama, I love you.
You woke up late at night,
Just to kiss my cheek,
Put me to bed,
And stay beside me, till I dose of in my bed.

Mama, I love you.
You were able to be the EVERYTHING for us,
When I need you to calm me down,
You always at my side.

Mama, I love you.
You were my leg, when I couldn’t walk,
You were my eyes, when I couldn’t see,
You were my arms, when I couldn’t reach,
You were my heart, when I couldn’t relax,
You were the everything that I couldn’t,
Mama, oh I love you.

Mama, I love you.
Today is your birthday,
And I wish I could be at your side,
As currently I’m far away from you hands,
Hands that always warm,
Reaching for her children,
Anytime, anywhere.

Mama, I wish right now I’m in your arm.
A warm hug that makes me feet safe.
Yes. Mama, I miss you.
But, we were separated by the blue ocean,
Which distant away your eyes,
Eyes of cure from your pure heart.

Mama, oh mama.
Happy birthday, and it’s already your 50th.
Love you mama. Always.
No one will ever replace you.
I LOVE YOU MAMA.

May GOD bless you.

p.s : mama, again, I love you.