Al-Fatiha for the one who once held my hand...
Had a day and nites out with the dangdut gals..(there are guys!!)
Went to watch the so-called BIMBOTIC SHOW, mmm..what's the title, is it Just Like Heaven? I guess it is..its the one with Reese Witherspoon. Well, not bad..the comedy parts were quite hilarious but the sad part were not enuf of a tear jerker. Storyline, altho expectable, has a slightly intellectual twist to it somewhere..watch to find out ok!
After which, we went to the Makan House, made somewhat a BIG loop to get there! Hahah..needed to look for an ATM too..had to look high and low for one BUT it was made more efficient with me opening my mouth to ask for directions. Spoke Tamil to an old Indian security guard as i noticed he was reading the Tamil Murasu..WAHAHA! Found one..wanted to ask Bubz whether she wanted me to draw out extra la..den i accidentally clicked on her house number..her nenek picked UP! Was sooo SHOCKED that i just put it down!! Hahaha...walked back and we watched soccer at the same time while eating. Hmmm..lemon chicken..SEAFOOD..and pineapple rice. BOMBED my budget for this week! haiz...its oryt soldier...Singapore won 1-0 but they were still knocked out of the competition as Indonesia also won. Had to clinch top two position, Singapore is 3rd...haiz...but at least today they played better football than the other 3 matches which seemed so lacklustred that even my nenek got PISSED OFF! Hahaha..dun play play hor! She watched soccer even when Singapore was in Malaysian League ok..
Well, then we proceeded to Samar..for THEM to Sheesha. Have i ever said..I CANT SHEESHA..why?? Cos i would get headache and i cant sleep afterwards!! Tried that in KL with my cuzzins and sister, who are into sheesha, and that resulted in Ali and me, not sleeping the entire night..it was stuck in our noses!!! (the smell) Sheesha-ed till ard 9.30 i guess, then proceeded home.
Hmmm...well, got to know the dangdut gals better abit. PL, whom i never hung out before, HX, Syika, Mimi(Fahmy) and Bryan. Of course, Bubz...hahah..looney bunch! PL sounds like a minah when she speaks..her english so tainted wih Malay accent even though she's chinese. She's casual and open..and crazy! Ahaha..HX was quiet thruout.. the rest were as per normal..
However, while i was doing my maghrib prayers at Sultan Mosque, i suddenly had memory flashes of my Atuk. I became sort of teary..my atuk..who loved us so much. Sultan Mosque was a mosque he'd often bring me to for Friday prayers. Den we would go Islamic or Zam Zam to buy food back for nenek and Ain back home..also for those ppl who were still staying wif them back den. That area brings back memories.. He brought me to the barber, those back-alley kind, small one-seater. He told me that he would bring me to a special barber, got air-con..HAHAHA! I clearly remembered that the barber was toking to my grandpa that starfruit juice is good for soothing sore throat. Dunno why i remembered that..
My atuk is one who likes to travel, maybe i got that trait from him..actually yah, maybe. He can go out jalan2 alone also..hahaha..Always brings us to West Coast Park, the old one back den, alot of trees..go cycle and play playground..i was very naughty back den. EXTREMELY naughty..hehe..he bought for me bicycles. I remember that time, my old bicycle the tyre punctured..old liao..single geared bike. Den he brought me to a shop in clementi and we bought a new bike..blue colour mountain bike. Nenek always disturbed me with the phrase.."Cucu Tok! Cucu Tok.." Those were the times...till his passing away which left me with remorse and regret. The blame i forever carry..i still tear up if i think of him..a religious man, a caring grandfather, thrifty(although certain times i tot of his actions as stingy, but he was never calculative on us and he never fails to donate to the needy..) A man of principles..and a man who taught me a lot.
U have passed me, us for 7 years now. Did you noe i persevered in JC with u in mind..not anyone else..U Atok..when i got retained..i had this deep desire to pursue my design calling in poly but i remembered nenek saying how u wanted Ain n me to go to Uni..and the only sure way i knew of back den was through A' levels..i fought on. When i prayed.. have all my loved ones in my prayer..n u..i seldom forgot. U seldom apprear in my dreams..once..but u were angry..u didnt tok to me..n i realise i had to change then..i was deteriorating. Sometimes forget my bearings..my roots but seldom do i lose it all..this burden i once carried is now shared by two. He has never seen u before tho..But i never once believed that only the guys play a part in bringing glory to the family..never..all of us do.
I miss u..
Hmm...
I received two responses to buy my donkey so far..but quite quiet. Hmmm...should i or should i not sell it. But since im like decided liao..SELL ok. If by Dec 1st i dun get a solid response..i sell it to shop but minimum 1000. If not..hmm...dunno lar.
May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after...
Went to watch the so-called BIMBOTIC SHOW, mmm..what's the title, is it Just Like Heaven? I guess it is..its the one with Reese Witherspoon. Well, not bad..the comedy parts were quite hilarious but the sad part were not enuf of a tear jerker. Storyline, altho expectable, has a slightly intellectual twist to it somewhere..watch to find out ok!
After which, we went to the Makan House, made somewhat a BIG loop to get there! Hahah..needed to look for an ATM too..had to look high and low for one BUT it was made more efficient with me opening my mouth to ask for directions. Spoke Tamil to an old Indian security guard as i noticed he was reading the Tamil Murasu..WAHAHA! Found one..wanted to ask Bubz whether she wanted me to draw out extra la..den i accidentally clicked on her house number..her nenek picked UP! Was sooo SHOCKED that i just put it down!! Hahaha...walked back and we watched soccer at the same time while eating. Hmmm..lemon chicken..SEAFOOD..and pineapple rice. BOMBED my budget for this week! haiz...its oryt soldier...Singapore won 1-0 but they were still knocked out of the competition as Indonesia also won. Had to clinch top two position, Singapore is 3rd...haiz...but at least today they played better football than the other 3 matches which seemed so lacklustred that even my nenek got PISSED OFF! Hahaha..dun play play hor! She watched soccer even when Singapore was in Malaysian League ok..
Well, then we proceeded to Samar..for THEM to Sheesha. Have i ever said..I CANT SHEESHA..why?? Cos i would get headache and i cant sleep afterwards!! Tried that in KL with my cuzzins and sister, who are into sheesha, and that resulted in Ali and me, not sleeping the entire night..it was stuck in our noses!!! (the smell) Sheesha-ed till ard 9.30 i guess, then proceeded home.
Hmmm...well, got to know the dangdut gals better abit. PL, whom i never hung out before, HX, Syika, Mimi(Fahmy) and Bryan. Of course, Bubz...hahah..looney bunch! PL sounds like a minah when she speaks..her english so tainted wih Malay accent even though she's chinese. She's casual and open..and crazy! Ahaha..HX was quiet thruout.. the rest were as per normal..
However, while i was doing my maghrib prayers at Sultan Mosque, i suddenly had memory flashes of my Atuk. I became sort of teary..my atuk..who loved us so much. Sultan Mosque was a mosque he'd often bring me to for Friday prayers. Den we would go Islamic or Zam Zam to buy food back for nenek and Ain back home..also for those ppl who were still staying wif them back den. That area brings back memories.. He brought me to the barber, those back-alley kind, small one-seater. He told me that he would bring me to a special barber, got air-con..HAHAHA! I clearly remembered that the barber was toking to my grandpa that starfruit juice is good for soothing sore throat. Dunno why i remembered that..
My atuk is one who likes to travel, maybe i got that trait from him..actually yah, maybe. He can go out jalan2 alone also..hahaha..Always brings us to West Coast Park, the old one back den, alot of trees..go cycle and play playground..i was very naughty back den. EXTREMELY naughty..hehe..he bought for me bicycles. I remember that time, my old bicycle the tyre punctured..old liao..single geared bike. Den he brought me to a shop in clementi and we bought a new bike..blue colour mountain bike. Nenek always disturbed me with the phrase.."Cucu Tok! Cucu Tok.." Those were the times...till his passing away which left me with remorse and regret. The blame i forever carry..i still tear up if i think of him..a religious man, a caring grandfather, thrifty(although certain times i tot of his actions as stingy, but he was never calculative on us and he never fails to donate to the needy..) A man of principles..and a man who taught me a lot.
U have passed me, us for 7 years now. Did you noe i persevered in JC with u in mind..not anyone else..U Atok..when i got retained..i had this deep desire to pursue my design calling in poly but i remembered nenek saying how u wanted Ain n me to go to Uni..and the only sure way i knew of back den was through A' levels..i fought on. When i prayed.. have all my loved ones in my prayer..n u..i seldom forgot. U seldom apprear in my dreams..once..but u were angry..u didnt tok to me..n i realise i had to change then..i was deteriorating. Sometimes forget my bearings..my roots but seldom do i lose it all..this burden i once carried is now shared by two. He has never seen u before tho..But i never once believed that only the guys play a part in bringing glory to the family..never..all of us do.
I miss u..
Hmm...
I received two responses to buy my donkey so far..but quite quiet. Hmmm...should i or should i not sell it. But since im like decided liao..SELL ok. If by Dec 1st i dun get a solid response..i sell it to shop but minimum 1000. If not..hmm...dunno lar.
May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after...
0 comments:
Post a Comment