NAMA AKU MOHD SAAD?

bercakap tentang nama anak ni ada satu cerita paling best aku nak cerita kat korang semua. ya ianya tentang nama. ianya tentang aku. Actually this is my best shot. The best story yang aku pernah ada...kalau aku nak impress orang dengan kisah2 silam aku, aku ceritakan kisah yang ini....Dan bila aku dedahkan ini semua pada korang semua, it seems like i lost all my great aset. ianya berlaku pada awal tahun 1983.

nama aku Mohd Saad bin Omar. tapi aku hanya tahu yang itu nama betul aku pada hari pertama aku disekolah rendah. Januari 1983. Sebelum ini aku hanya dikenali dengan Amir. Semua panggil aku Amir. mak aku panggil aku Amir. Ayah aku panggil aku Amir. kakak aku, tok guru agama aku, kawan baik aku. tak pernah terlintas lansung difikiran aku yang aku ada nama lagi. nama Sah. nama kad pengenalan.

Suatu hari aku dikejut pada waktu pagi untuk bersekolah. Sebab aku tak pergi kindergarten, inilah pengalaman pertama aku kesekolah. Aku sekolah jauh ditengah pekan. sebelum masuk ke pagar besi itu ayah akau berkata "Bila cikgu tu sebut nama MOhd Saad kau menyahut ok"

"Huh?" jawab aku. keliru-keliru cute.

Ayah aku ulang apa yang dia cakap tadi.

"kenapa Mohd Saad?" tanya aku "nama saya Amir" jawab aku, lebih kurang.

"Bukan, nama kau Mohd Saad" jawab ayah aku lagi penuh sabar. Bukan senang dia nak menjelaskan hal itu kepada aku.

Aku makin keliru. Siapa Mohd Saad sebelum ini? kenapa dia tiba-tiba muncul dalam hidup aku?

I need an explenation, dad..kata hati aku.

Aku menjadi semakin risau. Apa akan jadi kalau aku tak boleh perform pada hari pertama aku disekolah? apa akan jadi kalau aku gagal mengangkat tangan bila cikgu memanggil nama aku Mohd Saad?Adakah ini akan effect SPM aku? Aku menghafal nama baru aku itu..Mohd Saad, Mohd Saad, aku Mohd Saad, Aku Mohd Saad...kalau cikgu panggil Mohd Saad bin Omar aku akan angkat tangan.....

tapi kekeliruan ini tak habis disini....

Didalam kelas, seperti yang ayah jangkakan cikgu kelas akan memanggil kesemua murid yang mendaftar dikelas itu, satu demi satu.

dalam hati aku menyebut nama Mohd Saad berkali-kali seolah-olah menghafalnya..Mohd Saad, Mohd Saad, kalau cikgu panggil Mohd Saad aku menyahut.

tapi disebabkan cikgu Cina itu pelat, nama aku yang ditulis Mohd Sa'ad itu disebut Mohd Said...

So dia panggil Mohd Said beberapa kali. "Mohd Said!" Mohd Said!" Aku tak juga menjawab kerana Mohd Said bukannya Mohd Saad...

Seorang rakan bangsa cina yang duduk dihadapan aku yang pandai membaca bercakap dengan aku "hey! Awaklah Mohd Saad!" Bila dia melihat tanda tulis Mohd Sa'ad dipoket aku.

Aku balas baik, aku cakap "Eh bukan lah! bapak aku cakap nama aku Mohd Saad bukan Mohd Said!" kata aku, walaupun sebenarnya aku dah cuak yang mana satu betul. mana tahu ayah aku juga salah eja nama aku....hehe.

Akhirnya cikgu tu macam dah nak gila bila tiada student bernama Mohd Said yang mengangkat tangan, dia pun memeriksa setiap seorang murid...Bila dia memeriksa aku, maka aku pun kantoi. "haiyya! U lah Mohd Said!"jerit dia.

"Mohd Saad!" balas aku balik berani tak hengat.

"U Mohd Said lah" katanya lagi tak puas hati.

yelah aku Mohd Said....kata aku dalam hati. Dan disekolah rendah mereka memanggil aku dengan nama Mohd Said sehingga aku darjah 4.

so basically thats my early confuses crisis. So in away, up until now aku pun confuse samada aku Amir ataupun Saad...bagi kawan2 yg kenal aku sejak dari kampung, aku adalah Amir kepada mereka. Kawan2 yg kenal aku dari sekolah dan sehingga kini, aku adalah Saad. Amir for me represent my early youth, full of wisdom, hope, fun, healthy, ahtletes..while Saad is the begining of my corruption but more matured.

and whats with the story behind Amir's name and Saad? About Amir..my mom couldnt explain further. its always a mystery to me until these days. and Mohd Saad...its simple story. After aku dilahirkan...Mak dan ayah aku tak tahu nak namakan aku apa. So nurse yang ada kat klinik tu cakap "why not namakan dia Saad. Sebba dia lahir hari Jumaat" U dont believe this dont u? so am i? But thats what my mom said. An unknown nurse named me Mohd Saad and they just use it....For those about to rock, i salute u.

Now i have tell u this i dont have anything else to say.. :)

WELCOME KID.

Kurang dalam sebulan aku akan jadi ayah...Oh my god the thought of that could make me pengsan. tapi itu bukan bermakna aku tak suka dapat anak. Sape tak suka dapat anak...aku pengsan kerana aku tak sangka ada budak nanti akan berbinkan Mohd Saad.

kalau dulu jangankan pikir nak dapat anak...Kahwin pun dulu aku tak pernah pikir dahulu.

tapi kententuan tuhan siapa tahu...the boy/girl needs a father and i was chosen for them.

Sekarang aku tiada pilhan lain kecuali memikul tanggungjawab ini dengan sepenuh hati.

Come out come out now im ready for u kid.

So far tak decide lagi pasal nama dia. Its like a never ending struggle .

beberapa nama dipilih..antara yang aku suka adalah LYDIA IRIS. LIDIA dalam bahasa Arab ada maksudnya dan IRIS sebab bila dia dah besar nanti aku nak dia masuk IRA..(IRISH! get it? hehe ) just kidding. IRIS adalah nama bung yang aku sendiri tak pernah tengok. Well i just like the idea of naming a girl after flower, nampak feminist sikit..like Melur, Mawar, dan juga Popi. (hahaha just kidding again ok)

Kalau akhirnya LYDIA IRIS yang dipilih it suit me well....nickname dia boleh jadi DIARI. lyDIA iRIs (get it?) But the mother wont allow it when i told her this creative combination.

Well why not ..imagine at 13 years old when she have her own diary..and her nickname is DIARI too..isnt that sweet? ironic right.

Why cant we have artistic name ? Look at PAK AGI...his sons name is GIBRAN AGI. (AGI= Abdul Ghafar Ibrahim) Dont u think its a weird name? Not weird sir its cool.

not weird sir because Pak Agi is an artist and its a green light for him to have artistic name for his son. But why not me? im an artist too! right? (kah kah kah)

well aku tak kisahlah nama anak aku apa...itu aku biarkan pada mak dia. Sebab dia yang tanggung dalam perutnya 9 bulan hehe...

berikut adalah senarai nama-nama untuk bayi lelaki atau perempuan yang aku pernah consider sebagai nama anak tetapi tak sampai hati nak bagitahu kat emaknya sebab tahu dia mesti tak akan setuju;

1) Demi Masa

2) Ahmad Dhani (eceh)

3) Anwar Ibrahim (muahahah)

4) Diri.

5) Mawar.

6)Bumi something

7) Alam.

8)Deria.

10)Rumi

macam tak percaya kan? baru korang tahu betapa seninya aku...kah kah kah.

AJIN YANG KU KENALI

And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It is the life in your years.
-Abraham Lincoln

since this blog is for friends..its about time for me to dedicated this post to Ajin ...or Syahrulfikri...

Cause tanpa Ajin, i wont write a blog.hes the one who push me to have my own blog.

As i mention earlier..people that influence me in life is divided into several categories..one is mainly from my childhood experience such as my brother in law, Pak Nun and Azlan my 2 years older...and then.....Ajin from my post graduate years as the people who influence me. And i dont think i can name others who influenced more than Ajin did.

I dont remember when i first met Ajin. dont remember first time i talk with him. we already get along. We first contribute idea to the first Right brain society oscar award back in 1995. That was a long time ago but for some people, the succes of the show still rely on us and our crazy idea ..ehek.

Ajin is a gifted in drawing. hes the best on his batch. which means he draw better than everybody. Like a good artist hes a good observer too. Now he enjoys his LOMO and one of the most active lomographer in town.

Ajin is fun guy to be with. The way he tell his jokes always makes me wanna rolling through the floor. So when with Ajin, mostly i just let him speak while im just listening to his story..the jokes and the story always worth listening.

he always ahead of me in almost everything....in technology, in politics, common knowledge, pop culture. He's the one who impress me with the shocking news. he introduce me to Run Lola Run. he bought Harry Potter more than i realise that i should have the same book just as for collectors item. he discover and enjoy the nuisance of blog than introduce it to me. he have his facebook while im still at Myspace. he is one of my hypothesis that KL kid always more advance (and more experience )in knowledge than out of town boy like me.

I spend some of good time with Ajin. Le Grand Voyage, his favourite movie, he watched it with me. And im glad i saw his face when he so impressed with that movie. One of the best new year I ever had, I spend it with him and others at Cherating. And of all my friends at RBS, hes the one who showed up at my wedding. (he and Fifi thank you)

Ajin believe in friendship. Without him RBS wont move. without him there'll be no trip. No langkawi. No cherating no Haadyai and without him Abang Jone will be alone on New years eve 2005 (i hope the fact right) without him the RBS wont unite under facebook.... when i lost my faith with RBS, Ajin still believe in it.

Ajin never afraid to voice out his opinion. A skill that makes him a pain in the ass sometimes. But its ok cause when he give his compliment to you....its like the best appreciation u'll ever get.

But all in all we can get together well because we share same silly jokes and we are not an Anwar Ibrahim fanatic like the rest of you haha...