From Husna’s Blog …

Saturday, December 22, 2007

MPF @ Rumah Solehah

We had a makan2 thingy last night @ Rumah Solehah, the new house (their very own home, no need to move like nomads now) is sumwhere in Jln Thavers, Kg. Pandan where we got lost !! The MPF (individuals la) did some Qurban for the kids of Rumah Solehah; a shelter for the women and kids with HIV and AIDS. Since my dad is the chairman of the house thus MPF is somehow related too. Last two years we did a fundraising for the house (raised close to 250K), and of course the usual visits. So technically my dad is the father for all the kids there, 25 or 26 of them. But sadly not all of them came last night, they were still in the old house @ Bdr Tun Razak because most of them were not well. We had yummylicious nasi pilau by Aunty Azra, and the main dishes of kerutup daging & fried chicken by Aunty Rohana (sedap giler !) , mee by Aunty Elya, different types of salad by Aunty Aishah, heavenly desserts cupcakes, donuts by Aunty Gee & Aunty Mils and cream caramel by Datin Wan and lots more. The whole family of Uncle Dr. Mazeni did the slaughtering & cooking at their animal fram in Klang. Uncle Manan brought a box load of presents and goody packs for the kids. And my mummy provided the crockeries ie paper plates, paper cups, forks and spoons and doubled as the mandor delegating all the responsibilities. And we had to send some of them back to the old house otherwise Mak Wan needs to make two trips. Kesian the kids cuti tak pegi mane-mane pun.

For those who are free, please do drop by Rumah Solehah and see by yourselves the kind of life they are living, the kids are desperately in need of your love and care. Just spend an hour or so playing with the kids will make you feel very much attached to them, indeed they are very special.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Tribute To The Kids of Rumah Solehah.
(a shelter for the =iv/aids women and kids)

The Smiles of Not Knowing

They came into this world without knowing
They go through the days without understanding
They live dear life innocently without much fear
They bear the sufferings with venerable vigor

All they crave for is your understanding and caring
Your warm touches, hugs and kisses
Your love and lots more
To live their dear life with a little bit of hope

The smiles of not knowing
Dear Lord, bless these tiny souls

UchnanaBanana
14th Dec 2007

(obviously edited a bit by the DV)

(will be featured in zatiandfarha’s BOOK)