Friday, June 05, 2009

Rambling nonsensical

I havent spent as much time as i want to at 12 A this hols. reason being, currently my mom is in Holy City, performing her Umrah with Uda.

People would ask, apsal x pegi sekali? Sensenang je diorang tanya, abis tu adik lelaki saya yg 3 org tu sapa nak jaga. Mak mesti senang hati, walau kemana pun saya pergi saya mesti balik sebelum maghrib, to have dinner with bros.

Mak, we missed u lots!!!! (but i do miss 12A too)

Grille Butterflies yg dirindui


I do miss spend hols with my anak2 sedara at 12A. Cess, macam byk la kerja x siap so i hv to go 2 my workplace everyday... Almost everday except the day i went to Ipoh to see Auditor and visit Shahira who is still unconscious in Ipoh GH. That another story tho.
Met my neighbour, yesterday. Tu rumah dia. He's getting married this weekend. So happy for him. The bridegroom reception would be on 13th.
"Anything i could help?" i asked him sincerely eventho dlm hati saya sangat harap dia x suruh saya tolong memasak, memang sah2 ada yg hilang selera makan seumur hayat karang.
"x ada apalah.. semua katering".. jawabnya riang. Saya aminkan jawabannya dalam hati.
"cuma nanti berselerakla, nak pasang khemah" katanya..
"its ok. wanna use d porch?" i've told him i wont be around on his wedding.
"bolehke? ingat nak pasang karaoke kat situ" katanya x brp konfiden.. mungkin dia takut jiran dia yg keje ustazah ni komplen apa2..
i did not. in fact rasa ralat plak x dpt menyumbangkan 2,3 buah lagu. bukan hari2 ada jiran nak kawin. dalam Islam pun tidak dilarang berhibur asalkan x ada unsur maksiat.
"ha karaoke?" ntah perasaan sy je ke atau mmg muka dia cuak sikit.. "ruginya i x dpt nyanyi".. he would never know my niece, Ecah komplen kat Baby dia muntah dlm kereta sbb mak Andak dia x berenti2 nyanyi.. huhu...


"tapi jangan rosakkan pokok bunga i ye.." i sound so very teacherish!!!!

I couldnt help it..

I m a fool at heart. Setiap pokok bunga ada ceritanya sendiri...

Like d one up there (nama x tau) ... its from my LM day in Bagan Serai.

I was broke-all-d-time undergrad-trainee and rented the cheapest kampung house we could find. My housemates, Bali, Sue, Ida and Hani were such colourful characters.

On d first night, we broke d bed while doing "ice-breaking". We laughed a lot until the tenant, an old nice tok wan as we fondly called her, came to see wats happening.

later her visit became frequent, to share interesting stories with us. we juz love listening to her story. how i treasured the memories.

I remembered Bali who loves pampered us with her house-keeping skills. Sue's famous "masak lempah" wic she claimed Sarawakian specialties. ida's radio recorder wic we used to record our singing stint (at that time no laptop mmg takde lagi ye tuan2).. and hani, the tudung labuh but loves rock band so much. she has such a sweet voice too..

Almost everynight after finished with our daily chore we would sing our heart out.. biarla x bunyi mcm katak panggil hujan pun...

And on d last day at the house, i seek permission from Tok to bring back the flower plant. its so beautiful and bloom all year round, day in day out. i juz cant stand seasons flower r bunga pukul seploh pagi r lapan pagi. why shud it limit its time? ohh please...why shudnt the flower blooms 24 hours a day? why shud we deprived the beauty for insensible flower yg suka suka hati je taruk masa bila dia nak berbunga ke x.

So... i juz love that flower coz it represent my life at that time.

"terima kasih ye jaga budak2 ni elok2 masa diorang kat sini" mak saya yg baru sekali jumpa Tok cakap sambil nangis2 peluk Tok. Padahal tu la first time diorang jumpa. Saya x paham. Mak saya bukan suka nangis pun, tp maybe sbb masa tu arwah ayah saya baru je meninggal so my mom sensistif lebih. We parted our way that day. Saya x nangis..


A year later tok visited us at my kampung. She passed away few months after that. Sue fly from Sarawak to KL in 2006 and that was the last time i see her. I havent see Bali, ida and hani again.

I bet we would be seeing one another dalam keadaan2 yg langsung x dirancang in the near future. juz like we were destined to share that wonderful house of Tok's and shared amazing experiences eventho we never knew each other existence despite attending d same lecture hall, d same cafe, d same library and ida even said i was in his bro pix album.

no. i dunno his bro. neither do him. i juz that we went to d same trip and tgh dia n kwn2 dia posing me n my gang jd background plak. wat a coincidence!

And that flower wic was originally abandoned around Tok's house resembles a happy life when i was young.


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