It's the Thought That Counts

I've never thought about the little things that goes into organising small meetings or gatherings, until last night. Be it a formal one or a casual little get together organised among old friends. The nice little gesture of inviting a person to come to a meeting, the calling or Yahoo Messaging of other guests, the coordinating of time and venue, the effort of getting the presents, the thought that goes into decorating the presents, the cards, the well-wishes; all blends together to create a pleasant little surprise that warms the heart. Thank you guys for last night!

Reflections

Okeh, it's been, what?, a month and 9 days that I've been home here in Malaysia. Each passing day I try to suppress my feelings and the urge to pour it all out here. But now haunted by my sleepless nights and restless days I've decided to let it out. Biarlah. Bak kata si dia ni, tulis je. Truth is, I miss Surrey! Or rather, the life I had in Surrey. Memang la best balik rumah. U finally get to see your beloved Mom, Dad, and kucing Botbot. Tapi.....

1. Terasa bila mak tak makan the meals I cooked every other day.
2. Sedih bila mak tak kasi keluar rumah on the basis of traffic jam. I am, for god's sakes, old enough to have my own family
3. Rindu of my serene, calm morning walks to work when every other soul is still under their covers waiting for the sun to come up
4. Miss bellowing "Good Morning!" down the hall to whomever it is you see. Val ke, Maddy ke, Janet ke, even the scary Ruth.
5. Teringin nak rasa again the walk back from work and you feel eager to meet your mates and get together in the kitchen to have lunch
5. Teringat-ingat at the unpredictable weather where you get to play guessing games over what to wear to go outside. Do I wear that blue hooded top, or, that Laura Ashley denim jacket, or, a light sweater, or just a plain t-shirt?
6. I even miss taking a shower in Stag Hill with its secluded shower stall where you feel like you are safe from prying eyes and the water is just the right tempeeature. Nice and really really really hot.
7. Meleleh air liur terkenang Tesco's trifle and creme caramel and danish.
8. Kaki gatal nak tawaf the aisles of Tesco, Marks & Spencer, Next, New Look, Laura Ashley, The Friary, Anatomy, Woolworths, Robert Dyas, Waterstones, Boots, Superdrug, even QS.
9. Pinggang tunggu nak sakit sebab daki bukit High Street and North Street.
10. Tunggu bila masa lagi nak pegi Enterprise, jumpa Toby and plan a road trip to anywhere.

Satu benda saja tak terkenang --- STUDY. Kih kih.

Huneydew, the grass is always greener kat Mesia sbb Mesia tadek Autumn atau Winter. Eheh. But nevertheless, enjoy the brown grass in UK while it lasts. Lepas ni boleh sambut birthday and raya kat Mesia bertahun tahun.

Selamat Menghayati Hujung Ramadhan and Selamat Hari Raya.

Mari Belajar Bahasa

Me : Do you know what kontol actually means in Indonesian?
Him : No, what?
Me : It means having sex!
Him : Oh. And do you know what gampang means in Indonesian?
Me : Someone or something bad, I think.
Him : No. It means ordinary, like, biasa ajer lah. Kinda like
sokmo in the east coast.
Me : You've got it wrong there. Sokmo means selalu. Like always.
Him : Oh, okay. Well then, when we get married lets kontol sokmo!
Me : Gampang aja!

Hope

A new development in bone science. Maybe there is still hope for Mummy.

Insaflah....

Semalam keinginan aku menjadi-jadi. Bak kata fidzan melantun-lantun. Tak boleh nak tahan. Malam sebelumnya aku tak leh tido pikirkan apa aku harus buat keesokan hari. Joe telefon tanya jadi ke tidak plan. Aku kata "Jadi, jangan tak jadi!". Busan busan tak boleh tido aku belek intisari rancangan tv untuk esok. Nasib baik nothing much on. Akak kan jadi couch potato sepenuh masa sekejap. Ada ulangan The Apprentice which I missed tapi tak apalah. Tak lauk pon. Eh, silap tak luak pon. Lapar!

Jantung berdebar la jugak. Nak di "tak jadikkan" plan aku rasa rugi. Hati meluap-luap mengenangkan what happened last time. Daripada aku lepaskan peluang ni dan melopong baik aku try. Kalau tak dapat I could say to myself that I at least tried. Aku berkira-kira baju apa aku nak pakai besok. Almaklumla ada orang yang agak penting nak tengok aku (note: bukan jumpa tapi tengok). Dengarnya orang tu nak pastikan rupa aku ni sebab orang kata (bukan aku kata) aku dah banyak berubah. Kembang semangkuk la jugak bontot aku time aku guling-guling atas katil tu.

Otak aku laju merencana aktiviti untuk hari esok. Takut dan gementar pon ada. Sebab plan ni berisiko. Kot tersalah langkah mungkin memudaratkan hati, perasaan, nyawa dan juga kasut color turquoise aku. Last-last aku tak sedar pon aku terzzz. Sedar sedar tepon aku bunyi. Oh alarm clock aku call nak suruh bangun. Sayang betui aku kat alarm clock aku ni. Aku bangun pastu pack apa yang patut. Aku simbah sana simbah sini. gosok mana yang berkarat pastu sembur sana sini sikit. Siap. Jeng jeng jeng. Saat di tunggu dah tiba. Aku kena tabahkan hati bukak pintu bilik nih. Aku keluar toleh kiri kanan. Takde orang pulak. Mana depa ni? Aku dengar suara abah aku tengah ajar budak mengaji. Alah abah tu kacang ajek. Yang sorang lagi ni yang aku gemuruh sikit ni. Sekali tu aku dengar bunyi orang flush toilet. Yay! Mummy aku berak! Aku capai kunci Cik Tot terus keluar. Bukak pintu pagar, masuk kereta, start engine, chalo! Abah aku pesan satu jek. "Dik, tolong bayar parking ticket abah tu. Semalam lopa nak bayar". Hu hu hu. Selamats.

Aku tunggu Joe dekat rendezvous point. Lama gak. Berasap sekejap telinga aku. Mamat ni selalu punctual. Hari ni pulak nak buat roti canai basi. Tapi tak apalah since dia yang akan tolong aku jadikkan plan ni. Bila joe dah sampai kitorang tukar kereta and jalan. Bermulalah plan aku. Hati aku berdebar jugak. Rasa lambat jek nak sampai. Takut ni kalau-kalau anything happen on da way. Tapi alhamdulillah kitorang sampai jugak. Terus menuju ke destinasi dalam plan yang aku karam malam semalam tuh. Okeh agenda nomo satu ngan nomo dua dah settle walaupon tak megikut kehendak aku. Agenda nomo tiga - di tengok oleh Kak Long! Kak Long kata aku dah kecut. Yehoo!

So semua dah settle. Agenda nomo empat jek lagi. Kitorang berenti kat Jalan Dot Dot Dot (macam Leez plak aku rasa kena rahsiahkan identiti lokasi) dan joe keluar kereta nak mengambil the goods in question. Aku hulur duit untuk barang tu tapi as usual Joe kata "Takper, ambik! Bumiputra Commerce dekat jek". Dia support lagi la kan. Sukanya hati jahat aku. Dah dapat barang tu. Joe masuk kereta terus jalan balik.

Hati aku tak sabar lagi dah nak bukak barang tu. Tapi joe kata sabar sebab belum tiba masanya lagi. Hari dah nak gelap dah. Joe suruh aku recce tempat sesuai nak bukak barang tu. Sebab kalau tak kena tempat tak syoklah kan? Aku berkira-kira aku rasa aku tau tempat sesuai. Aku tengok jam. Macam lagi lima belas minit tu time sesuai tu untuk bukak barang tuh. Aku suruh joe berenti tempat tu. Kitorang park cantik-cantik kat parking lot dan bergerak keluar. Barang tu aku kelok dengan berhati-hati. Taku pecah lah. Kitorang melilau carik port best. Dah jumpa pastu kitorang duduk. Isk berdebar nya hati aku. Ok ke tak ok ni? Tibai jek lah. Aku toleh orang keliling. Takder perasaan semuanya. Nak tunjuk depa poser la tu. Aku pon poser gak tapi aku ada perasaan. Perasaan lapar la. Tapi bagus jugak depa stone jek tadek la perasan apa kitorang nak buat dengan barang tu. Dah lama lepas tu aku tengok orang dah mula active. Ini signal baik nih. Aku bukak cantik-cantik dan slow-slow barang tu. Satu persatu aku keluarkan. Bila tiba masanya aku pon tibai la cukup cukup. Apa lagi Nasi Beryani Restoran Insaflah......

Perut aku memboyot. Bukan busung tapi nak pecah perut melantak nasi beryani insaf. Tobat aku tak buat lagi. Insaflah...

Of Cream and Fish

My cat Botbot's motivation in life is that bowl of Friskies seafood platter and the occasional bowl of cream or milk. You could say that his mind thinks of nothing but food and the call of nature, oh, and sleep. That is what motivates a cat, or any other animal for that matter, to stay alive. So what makes human beings motivated? Other than the want and need for a perfect well being in life there is the occasional muse or a particular person that we makes us click; the reason that we do whatever we do in life. What happens when that person no longer exists or no longer pays attention to us? Do we continue to be motivated or fall deep into the recesses of loss and depression?

On a side note: Mum's ayam percik and nasi minyak does motivate me to do all the dishes and the cleaning up, oh yes they do!

Hidden Agenda

I know some people would befriend others for their own hidden agenda. Like you get to know a person because you would like to ask for help from that person. But is there ever a time when you ask help from a person just because you would like to get to know that person better?