...Sometimes I think I would rather go back to my home town instead my current place right here...meet my mom as I miss her every single day...eat her dishes that cooked with retro style...retro menu..suchlike her home made Roti Canai,her very own Halwa Maskat, ( i dun think most of those Y generation know it even my children) Pengat Labu,Betek Masak Rebus, Pucuk Kemangi, Ulam Temu and all that...Yes, spend my free time play around with my farm animals...stay away from traveling out on the road with my MPV all day long under hot weather that makes me dehydrate and sleepy...Err lazy actually....Sigh! Nothing compares when take a deep breath with fresh air in my late dad and mom orchard...Subhannallah!
...Well, in the middle of the night how quiet and calm environments...No air conditioner just a nature night cold....means you have to get tick enough blanket to cover your whole body to keep calm and sleep... Morning after Fajr prayer...Having early morning breakfast that I never practice in my home except after doing my routine exercise...When sun goes up and shining, kick-start my day by do brisk walk around the neighbourhood while listen to birds singing (left behind my MP3)...before spent my time cycling a miles away just to buy a news paper at our small town Beruas (well known as Gangga Nagara)..small and very small but its has a huge of great history...Well, you can find all the stories from the book by DBP yer know...Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa (not related with the film with the same title)
...I m getting back and still can remember long time ago back in 70's... one night with my dad we both went out to our orchard in the middle of the night with only the moonlight along with us just to find out who frequently stole our durians and mangoes...and I couldn't help myself to worry about snakes,wild boar and ghost as well..Hehehehe...I pray the sooner we get home is better...Geee it was really scary experience... anyway we found nothing that night...Fruits or even the intruder...Heehe...This is just one of many things happened in my life...and still fresh in my mind...Huhuu..
...Can't deny it I really miss our school time back then...Playing football on the field in front of my house no matter what...but to be honest football was not my cup of tea actually... but I have no choice as all of my friends into it...and I used to be the school player once..but after one inter school game I decided to quit hahaha... I told myself why should I do and keep in touch for something that I don't like at all...Actually I prefer to run, run and run as I could feel free as well!...That's my inner self!
...Unforgettable school time...and Che Gu Imah our English Teacher (she's so beautiful you know..hehe) who used to manage our dialogue sessions with the School teachers from others school...our Headmaster Che Gu Dollah, Mrs Yip ' Out loud screamer' and arrogant...Whoopss!! Che Gu Bidin with his attracted Beatles style soft cow suede boot that used everyday (I only get my Clarks soft suede 12 years later) ...Pak Zam, yes do you remember our Tokey Kantin with his famous half sliced Cucor Kucai with non cooked kuah kacang...But still we can't get enough with it taste and aroma......Muhammad...as known as Roti Teng Teng saler with hot fresh sekaya spread on bun that always be our first thing in the morning at school...Hahahaa...
...Sometimes went to the one and only cinema in the Beruas town and watching for every single Bruce Lee & Clint Eastwood movies and selective Hindi movies as well..Kati Patang, Brahmachari...Do you remember that!? During school holiday we spent our time by playing kite, gasing, konda kondi, police and thief, marbles, cards, cycling all around the place, swimming in the river....Walllaaa!....We really had fun...We fear for nothing and nobody can stop us from enjoy our life!
...Times like it was yesterday...and even now we 've grown older...brought back all the lovely memories from the best moments of my life...nostalgic,beautiful, touching...the feeling that it could last forever but never coming back anymore...there are no words to express how much it means to me...That's why I manage to said sometimes we need to looking back...feel it and appreciate everything back then...For me life is a reality to be experience...Sigh! All the memories just blown me away and could makes my tears run down my face (to be honest)...
...Cross my heart... sometimes I feels I wanna spend my whole life time stay in this small town...
....My friends...you better know we have our own right to spend life time with our style... and it's doesn't matter where we stay...actually serenity is everywhere and life is full of joy so enjoy it...as long as we never fail our responsibility to our self, Allah, mom,dad and family...My conclusion is simple enough... Integrity is a must!...So don't hesitate to keep it up.....
...Last but not least this is my life...I like to live by my style...and love the way that I choose to be myself...Yes really love it...Alhamdullillah...
....Ok, that's all...enough...it's already 2.30 am and I have nothing else to say...But still I can't get no sleep till now...Well... I took too much caffeine actually...Hummm that's my major problem...Hahhaa...Humm, ok bye... Chapter closed...
