Nak Balik Kampung ...

I
want
to
balik
kampung
for
Hari
Raya
...

Save the Last Dance

Hey ... I know, it is a 2001 movie. But who cares, I happen to like it, though I have watched it for several times. So ... that was my Friday night here, followed by Halloween: Resurrection. Both had Sean Patrick Thomas - but I still think Save the Last Dance is a better one. I feel like balik kampung ... keta tak de, naik bas kut ... haiyaahhhhh ...

Wishful Thinking ...

Have you ever met someone whom you could never imagined to have left such a profound longing in you to just meet him/her again? I have and I was too stupid, at that point of time, to put on my mask of ego. Damn, I should admit that, shouldn't I? I wasn't sure at first, only to learn more about each other during those last few days before he left. And surprisingly, I still hope to meet him after all this while, even if it is from afar. Just to see him ...

Hingga Akhir Nanti

(by Alleycats)

Hingga akhir nanti

kau tetap jadi pujaan walau seribu tahun

walau seribu zaman kutetap menanti

Hingga akhir nanti kau saja idaman hati

segala rasa cinta segala rasa sayang

hanyalah untukmu

hingga akhir nanti

Bulan takkan terang tanpa seri wajahmu

hati takkan tenang tanpa kehadiranmu

rindu dalam sepi rindu dalam mimpiku

tetap menantihingga akhir nanti

Datanglah kekasih datanglah padaku

kesetiaan diriku janganlah kau ragu

betapa kukasih betapa kurindu

seandainya kau tahu benarnya cintaku

Dari Temasek hingga ke Bintang

Finally... I decided to go out with my friends again. They called me on Saturday afternoon to invite me again. And what did I do, I politely declined by giving them an "excuse". Being ever so nice, they invited me again to attend Temasek Cafe's Grand Opening yesterday, for the majlis berbuka puasa actually. I thought about it the whole day, and then called K. Yuss that I'll be joining them. Rasa tak sedap pulak, org beria-ia mengajak, ada saja alasan tak nak pegi. Bukannya apa, tak suka menyusahkan org nak menjemput dan menghantar pulang. So, yesterday we went to the city to bukak puasa at Temasek. Pergi berkonvoi gitu, a few cars, dgn K.Ijan & Abg Musa, K. Kiza & Abg Mud, K. Azi & family, K. Yuss & Abg. Ramli, me, Lin and satu Wak ni. Temasek is actually owned by En. Azlee, a Msian. The cafe is located in Wiliam St, but I remember Northbridge better lagi than nama jalan tu. Sampai sana, ada lagi geng yg dah sampai Hani, Eda, K. Pa, dan yg lain2. Ala2 riuh gitu, maklumlah time nak berbuka. Tapinya, abt 40 mins after that, Abg Ramli kata let's go. Hehehehehe, kakak2 and abg2 cam ala2 tak berpuas hati sikit ngan layanan yg diberikan, makanya dorang semua kata let's make a move. I didn't say anything, sbb semenjak berpuasa kat sini, tak cerewet dah bab2 makan. In my opinion, the hosts weren't that ready to receive the guests, and the organisation of the place & the food were not as what the kakak2 and the abg2 expected. So we left.

We then headed to Victoria Park, Vic Park for short. There's a lot of halal restaurants there and oriental shops jugak. Makan2 Cafe is located in Vic Park, tapi we all tak makan kat situ. Wak took us to one Indon nyer reataurant, Bintang Cafe. Wahhhh, my kudos for the owner. The hospitality was great, from both husband and wife. The food was really nice and tasty. And I think the prices are really reasonable as compared to some Malaysian-owned cafes that I have been to, even Temasek Cafe for that matter. We had trout goreng, chicken, beef rendang (or dried kari), and a lot more. Penyudahnya ada goreng pisang panas, that one I tell you ... was the one I like most. The kids had their meals from the Charcoal House, Abg Mud blanje. Ape lagi, memalam makan aiskrim la. But the suasana was really good, rasa mcm makan di Msia, since all of us took our food outside. And riuh rendah with all the laughters, jokes and suara org2 Msia, it felt really at home. Tu semua Wak yg blanje. Might have cost him a lot gak I suppose, since there were easily 20+ of us.

And K.Yuss & Abg Ramli sent me back at 9pm. I told dorang I will be joining them this Saturday, and dah janji ngan K. Yuss to help her to cook the dalca. I am glad that I went with them yesterday. They are my family now.

On Friendship

Your friend is your needs answered.

He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.

And he is your board and your fireside.

For you come to him with your hunger,and you seek him for peace.

When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."

And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;

For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not;

For that which you love most in him maybe clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

And let there be no purpose in friend-ship save the deepening of the spirit.

For love that seeks aught but the dis-closure of its own mystery is not love buta net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.

And let your best be for your friend.

If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.

For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?

Seek him always with hours to live.

For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.

And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.

For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

(Excerpt from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran)

To Linda, TQ for the Sacred Red Rose of Friendship

Unhappy

Rasa sungguh tak gembira ...

Ramadhan Sepi di Rantauan

Sambal tumis ikan bilis, telur rebus and sayur sawi, that was my menu for today's buka puasa. Dengan siapa? Sorang-sorang le. Ramadhan datang lagi dan Ramadhan kali ini memang lain sekali. Jauh dari rumah, jauh dari mak bapak, jauh dari kawan-kawan, jauh dari Malaysia. Teringat pada Ramadhan yang lepas, Shintaro passed away on the very first of Ramadhan, berpuasa di antara Segamat dan Melaka, dan minggu akhir di Teluk Intan. Teringat pada lauk pauk kegemaran, teringat pada pelbagai juadah di Pasar Ramadhan. Teringat pada air tebu ...

I attended a pre-raya gathering last Saturday at Kak Ijan's house di Creaton Street. K. Yuss & Eda jemput di hostel, dan bila balik K.Yuss and Abg. Ramli yang hantar balik. I was there nearly the whole day. I have met some of them, but kali ni ada ramai students UWA. They were really nice, and satu rumah gegak gempita dgn orang dewasanya, dan dgn budak2 kecik. Lepas majlis baca Yassin, ada sesi photoshoot. Dgr cerita dorang nak post ke suratkhabar di Malaysia, mungkin ada la nanti muka-muka we all kat situ utk salam aidifitri dari perantauan. And the best part memang la about the food. Kakak-kakak tu semua memang pakar memasak, everything was really tasty - ada nasi dagang, mee kari, satay, nasi impit, kuih raya, cheese berbagai rasa, kuih bakar, pudding, kuih raya (tart nenas lagi tu) and many more, aaaaaaaannnd air cincau. I really had fun. I met mak Hani jugak, she's leaving for Malaysia (Tg. Tokong, org Penang) this Sunday. Makcik tu sebak sungguh masa nak balik, I know how she felt. Mesti la risau nak tinggalkan Hani sorang-sorang di sini, dah tu Hani pulak baru kahwin, kesian kena berpisah sekejap. Setiap hari Sabtu ada gathering utk majlis berbuka puasa dan solat terawih. I want to go, but takut nak balik malam-malam. Tak sedap hati pulak asyik berhantar dan berambik di residence. I will still sit on the idea.

Okay la, I wanted to type more, but simply am so not in the mood. Dunno why ... maybe I should just get some sleep. Need to wake up at 3.30 for sahur. Signing off.