Please,Thank You, Sorry & Ego

Please, thank you, sorry. These are 3 words that are taught to us since we were small. Might be simple, but these 3 words can give a huge impact in our social life. It shows our manner, our upbringing, and how we deal with different situations in daily life.

Anyhow, the impact of these words vary on how we say it. Some people over-used it. Some people avoid it's usage at all. 

Over-used

I think, everything in this world has it's limit. Yeah, for sure. No matter how madly in love you are with something,someone,anything, if they're shoved to your face every day, every minute, every second, the affection will surely fades. That's why there's a Malay proverb quoting "Sayang isteri tinggal tinggalkan". Direct translation will be " Love your wife by leaving her"  Temporarily. Not to separate as in divorce. And why is that? So the love will get stronger. Okay, let me give you another example. Let's say you loveeeee butter prawn. But what if you have butter prawn as your breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper. I'm 100% sure by the 3rd day, you'll hate it.

 The affection is gone. Same goes to 'Please, Thank You, & Sorry' Nope! Scratch "Thank You"  . In my opinion, under whatever the circumstances, we have to say thank you. You know, I have a housemate who'll say thank you in everything.I mean like EVERYTHING. Even if I ask her to help me with something, buy a chocolate per se, she'll send it to my room and says : "Intan,here's your chocolate, and your balance. Thank you!" She's the one who's helping me and she's the one who says thank you? That's a big slap on my face!! But it's a good manner right? Anak sapaaaa la ni sopan sangat!! What about the word please? I think most girl really know how to use this word. Just say 'please..', and the work is done! Nak gedik sikit, you can prolong the harakat 'pleaaaaaseeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~~~~' Tadaaaaaa!! Who dares to say no??? But! But! But! 'Pleaaaaseeeeeeeeeee...' is totally different from 'Puhh leaaaseee'. One is persuading  and the other is annoyed expression.

Now we've come the most important word. Sorry. For people who always use this word, they must think 'Sorry is a magical word that can cures everything'. Nope.That is so very wrong. In so many level. What's done is done. It can never been undone. Unless you can erase selected memory. Just because you say the word 'sorry' everything is back to normal? So, in other words, I can slap you, and say 'sorry!' and we're friends again? What about I take a knife,stab this annoying girl that I've hated for my entire life and "Oopss, I did it again! Sorry!" Is that acceptable? And what if i repeat the same mistake over and over again and utter the word sorry for everytime, but at the same time make no effort to change, is that kind of apology accepted? No right? So you see now? The word is losing it's power because you over-used it. It's meaningless.


Under-used

I admit, I'm one of the people who rarely say the words 'Please & Sorry". But I can say thank you. Because I really appreciate what people do for me. But because of the overwhelming power of the words please and sorry, I'm afraid to use them. I don't like to say please because it's a proof that I'm weak. I need help. I need somebody to assist me. It's like begging people to do something that I'm incapable of. What a shame. What if after we 'Pleaseeeee..pleaseeee...' , the answer is no? Kita dah rendahkan maruah kita untuk mintak tolong, sekali kena reject mentah mentah. Mana nak letak muka ni?? But there's always one person that i can't say no to when that person says "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee". It should be past-tense. Because it was in the past.

I hardly say sorry because, like any other normal people, I hate to admit I'm wrong even though i know i am. Usually,I'll show it in another way, denoting I'm really super duper sorry.I always imagine, when i admit my mistake, and I say sorry to someone, that someone will ignore me. Yet,make me feel bad. And not accepting the apology. Wow,that's hurt! To say sorry itself need a tonnes of courage, what else being ignored. I can't take that much loads. I know it's not something that I should be proud of. And I also realize that, once i make a mistake I have to do whatever it takes to correct it. That's the price I have to pay. But the journey to get the apology is challenging. And sometimes it's not worth the mistake.

Some people say I have a huge ego. That's why it's hard for me to say sorry. And also to forgive people. Because I don't want my 'sorry' to be cheap. And I don't want people to do me wrong repeatedly. 
Some people say I actually have no idea how to express my feelings. So I reflect it on my actions. I think i have a little bit of both. Anyway, we can never be a judge of ourselves. It's people-around-us job.



The thing is we should be subtle. Give those words (Please, Thank You,& Sorry) their right to be used wisely and correctly because only then, they can give the optimum effect! They may not correct everything, but at least they'll make things better. 


Till then,

intan.

Lam Loken! Lam Loken! Lam Loken!

Lam Loken. Pernah dengar? Tak pernah? Ladies and gentleman, it's a place. Not a person nor a food. Bertempat di Perak. Kalau nak lebih specific dekat Ipoh. Nak specific lagi? Depan Tune's Hotel. I bet tak semua orang Ipoh tau pasal Lam Loken ni.

Orang ramai di Lam Loken

Bagi anda anda di luar sana yang gemarkan barangan antik, inilah tempat yang anda wajib jengah. Keluarga saya memang tak asing gemarkan barangan antik.  Memang sangat sangat suka dengan barangan lama. Even kereta kodok/katak atau pun orang panggil wak segan tu pun kami ada. Satu tu beli, satu lagi tu kereta arkitek british pertama di tanah melayu. Haaa..yang tu dapat free je,sebab abah baik dengan driver kereta tu. Jadi disebabkan dia tengok abah's passion towards this car, maka, dia pun hadiahkan. Macam tu je. Senang kan? Arkitek mat british tu takyah tanyalah.. Sah sah dah gol. Pernah satu masa tu, abah bawak balik topi perang. Topi perang jepun. Yang ni pun kawan abah bagi. Kawan abah kata masa topi tu dijumpai, ada kepala lagi dalam tu. Kepala orang kena penggal. Gilos. Memang kitorang adik beradik tak pegang la topi tu. Mak pulak segala alat pemain piring hitam,mesin jahit dulu dulu, seterika arang, gasing, segalanyalah mak kumpul. Siapa yang pernah datang rumah saya tu mungkin pernah nampak benda benda tu. Begitu jugak saya. Saya suka dengan benda benda klasik. Saya rasa benda ni unik, nilai estetika yang tinggi. Cewahh~~!! Cerita lama lama ke, lagu lama lama ke semua saya layan. Even bunyi mesej handphone saya pun dialogue Pendekar Bujang Lapok..Namun ini tak bermakna saya sukakan jejaka klasik.

Klasik kan kipas tu. Barangan tembaga tu rasanya untuk upacara menepung tawar masa bersanding. Masa acu kawen dulu pun masih guna ni. Tu sebab ingat.

Where were we? Yeah, Lam Loken. Selalu tersasar! Okay,Lorong Lam Loken ni melambakkan barangan barangan antik. Tapi barangan tah hape hape yang lain pun banyak juga. Nak buah buahan pun boleh beli sini. Obat kuat pun bolehh.. Dekat perak setakat yang saya tahu ada 2 je ada tempat seumpama ini. Satu Lam Loken Ipoh, satu lagi Lorong Kulit, Taiping. Kalau nak rasa kemeriahannya, kena datang seawal 6pagi. Masa tu macam macam ada. Rambang mata! Tapi itulah,liat nak bangun pagi. 

Yang bestnya kat sini, korang boleh tawar menawar gila gila! Haritu mak nak beli lampu comel comel untuk rumah nilai, daripada RM60, dapat RM40 sepasang. Even ada yang boleh dapat diskaun 70%. Mulut kena pandai kak.. Kalau boleh cakap loghat perak lagi senang laa.. Di sinilah emak memainkan peranan. Teman tak gheti benor.. 

Memang berterabur pun cara jual. Tengok, barangan tembaga sebelah kasut masut.

Tetapi! Ya..ada tapinya. Korang mestilah pandai pilih barangan yang berkualiti. Sebabnya peniaga just akan melambakkan barang barang tersebut. Masih berfungsi atau tidak, itu anda yang kena pastikan. Kalau rasa rasa barang tu tak berfungsi, tapi anda rasa anda boleh repair sendiri, mintak kurang 80% dengan alasan dah rosak. Sure dapat. Balik tu repairlah sendiri ye dak? Macam dulu mak belikan saya beg luggage since saya belajar kat egypt kan.. Beg tu macam beg tentera balik kampung. Besarrrr!! Dalam tu cantik lagi. Siap ada tempat penyangkut baju lagi. Cuma warnanya je dah luntur and ada calar calar sikit. Tapi serious sangat smart & vintage. Mak saya mintak kurang sampai jadi RM 30 je. Balik tu mak beli spray warna hijau askar suruh saya spray. And I did. Looked brand new! Puas hati. Cuma berat jelah. Makan kg saya.. T__T

Apa barangan lain yang ada? Duit duit lama. Mesti ramai yang suka kan? Dabus, biola, seruling yang berukir ukir. Handmade okay! Lesung giling, model kereta antik lama lama. Congkak, barangan kemas lama yang diperbuat daripada tembaga ala ala Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam tu melambak okay. Barang permainan budak budak pun banyak. Murah murah.Radio klasik, telefon pusing pusing tu, keris, even kad pengenalan P.Ramlee pun ada! Pinggan mangkuk zaman maharaja china pun tak terkecuali.

Bila dah penat berjalan jalan, tetiba rasa lapar, kat hujung lorong tu banyak gerai makanan. Tapi di bulan puasa yang mulia ni kalau tak malu jugak, pergila makan. What else? What else? Gambar boleh? Gambar gambar ni diambil sendiri hari ahad yang lepas. Semua benda saya nak ambik gambar.  Bajet tourist. Haha.

Kasut ice skating pun ada! Mampew??

Abah and Banglang checking out an awesome model car.
Harga RM150. Belum tawar. Kalau pandai RM60 dah dapat. Berat ni. Memang berkualiti.

I like this one. Pakcik tu satu satu dia keluarkan nak bagi saya ambik gambar. Lepas tu dia keluarkan keretapi pulak. Jenuh!

Plat kereta mengikut tahun keluaran. 1922.

Haaa.. Bukan takat barangan antik, periuk nasik elektrik pun hado! haha!

Koleksi duit lama. Dari zaman kesultanan melayu pun ada tau.  Malas nak ambik gambar dari dekat. Ni pun ambik sambil berjalan je ni.

Lesung batu. BERAT SEMACAM!

Pakcik ni mula mula nak nyanyi tapi bila tengok saya pegang kamera, segan terus. haha

Haaa..Boot cowboy nih! 

Seram jugak tengok barang barang lama ni. Macam ada misteri disebaliknya. Penebuk lubang tu nampak tak? Berat. Baling anjing, hilang terus rabies. Dengan anjing anjing tu hilang nyawa.

Radio lama. Already have this one.

Barangan bertukang pun ada.

Scary kan?? Macam Childsplay!

Atuk yang malu malu kucing bila saya nak tangkap gambar dia.

Madu lebah. Hai obat.. hai obat.. mari beli obat..

Bekas tembaga yang besar tu tak silap orang dulu guna untuk ambik air dari sungai.

Kasut sekolah terpakai.

Anak patung porcelain. Tengok pun takut. Macam berhantu. Ni kes banyak sangat tengok cerita hantu omputih ni! Mak nak beli bagi mia. Tapi saya & adik tak bagi sebab benda tu menakutkan. Last last taukeh tu bagi separuh harga and mom bought it! =(

Sebenarnya nak ambik gambar monyet ni. Comel! Kecik je pakai gown warna pink. Siap pampers lagi. Haha.. Tapi tangkap dari tepi je sebab nanti tuan dia perasan nak ambik gambar dia pulak. Lepas tu kat highway jumpa lagi. Macam ada jodoh. dengan monyet tu.

Mak kata yang berambu rambu tu orang kampung panggil polong.

Lampu pelita yang berbentuk ayam. Unik kan?

dabus ke nama benda ni eh? harga RM60 boleh kurang.

Orang parit sebut basikey.. Orang bota sebut basika..

Kawah. Nak buat kenduri kawen senang.

Macam macam kasut ada. Terpakai la..

Bila tengok pakcik ni teringat satu scene dalam Pendekar Bujang Lapok yang hantu gigi tu tiup benda ni panggil geng hantu 007 yang lain. hahah! Pakcik tu cakap
"Gambor saya ni udoh lepeh ke menghate negeri. Saye je tak tauu" haha!

Pasu bunga zaman dulu. Terasa macam kembali ke zaman kesultanan melayu melaka. Cewah!

I really like this bag. Dengan warnanya tu. Still in a good condition. Harga? RM40. Belum tawar.

Yang ni bukan untuk dijual. Ni adik saya.

Saja ambik sebab saya lahir tahun kuda.

Tiup tiup apebenda tah. Tak tau nama.

Celak. satu RM10. Dulu opah banyak benda ni. Saya buat main kawen kawen dengan sepupu. hehe..

Ni ke polaroid cam?

Mangga zaman dulu. 2 hari 2 malam pun belum tentu pencurik dapat masuk.

Tali pinggang tembaga untuk perempuan. Harga? RM40

Banglang keluar dari bilik saje main main cuit patung ni guna kaki. Dia tak tau buat daripada porcelain. Dia ingatkan plastic. Terus patah ibu jari patung ni. Saya dengan adik 2-2 cuak,pastu ugut nak bagitau mak. Terdiam terus Banglang. Dia suruh kitorang betulkan. Tapi kitorang taknak.Bukan kitorang yang buat. Adik ambik patung ni and letak atas katil dia. Menjerit ketakutan Banglang. Dia keluar bawak patung tu ke hulu ke hilir tak tau nak buat apa. Lastnya dia letak atas katil bilik mak. Sampai hari ni kami rahsiakan benda ni dari mak. Dahlah anak patung ni scary. Terus internet takde 2 hari. Errkkk!!!

p/s : Karut je atas ni. Anak patung just anak patung. Mana boleh buat apa apa. Internet takde sebab router terbakar. Hanya takut kepada siapa? Ya.. Allah yang esa.



Till then...
Intan Payung.

Why I Love Airport

For an oversea student, airport can be the most loveable place and 'I-hate-this-place-so-much-I-can-burn-it-down-right-now' at the same time. It all depends on the timing. If you're coming back to your homeland, or traveling for holiday,it's the best place ever. But if you're going back to your university/campus/college I swear you'll hope someone blow up that place. Hey, don't you dare to say that out loud. Especially at the airport. Surely you'll get arrested. Use your creativity somewhere else.

For me, I always love airport. It's an amazing place. Magica! How is that?

1. You can travel the world in one place

Here,you dont need 80 days to round the world. You just need few hours. This way,the world will come at you. Isn't it amazing how people from various countries from all around the world collected at the same place? Simply amazing. As for me, I love watching people. Seronok sebenarnya tengok gelagat manusia ni. Tambah tambah lagi orang luar negara yang berlainan budaya,bahasa, memanglah menjadi mangsa mata ini untuk ditenung. But I do have 1 problem about this. My housemates said aku ni kalau tenung orang tak reti nak cover. tenung sampai tembus. Tenung sampai orang yang aku tenung tu tak senang duduk. 'PRANGG!!' *bunyi kaca pecah* All this while, I thought I was an excellent stalker. Never get caught! It turns out I'm an obvious stalker. Kebenarannya terbukti apabila 2 hari lepas di Airport Abu Dhabi, di Burger King, tiba tiba Anati cakap "Haaaa... Kak Intan, saya tau Kak Intan pandang apa" Lantas dia melirikkan mata kepada mat salleh berbaju putih di sebelah kami. Cisss!! Ciss!! Kantoi! Kantoi!! Plus, I have a weird interest towards people outside asia. That makes my parents worry. Real worry. Takut aku kawen dengan orang luar negara, and nanti aku tinggal luar negara taknak balik balik Malaysia. 'Cukuplah abah lepaskan anak abah belajar kat mesir 6 tahun.' Abah guna ayat touching. Tak aci.

Eh, apa benda kat screen tu? 

  2.    Toilet


Why toilet? I love airport's toilet. Big, clean, and......... wangi!! Selesa nak selesaikan urusan urusan kecil and mahupun besar. If you know what I mean kan.. And, after a long tireful journey, you surely wanna cleanup a little bit and get fresh right? All you need is a clean comfortable rest room. It's exciting to check all the facilities in airport's toilet you know.. Automatic this and automatic there..

But  I have this 1 bitter memory about airport's toilet. If I'm not mistaken, it was a transit in Dubai. Group of old ladies from Indonesia using toilet. But since the technologies were exagerated they didn't really know how to use it. Air terpancut pancut. Lepas tu toilet bowl tak flush. Because everything was pretty much automatic. Teriuh rendah la sekejap mereka di dalam toilet itu. Datang cleaner toilet marah marah those ladies. Teruk tau. Bahasa pun boleh tahan. "Hello, turn off the water! Why you use it like that? What? You dont't know how to use toilet? What? How come you dont know how to flush the bowl? Where are you from? Now I have to clean all this! Turn it off! Turn it off!"

Haritu Faz ajak melawat shower room. =.="

At that time I was putting on my eyeliner. Panasnya hati ni dengar. Orang tu dah tua tua kot. Tercengang cengang je diorang. Senyum je diorang tahan malu. Ramai orang dalam toilet tu! Geramnya aku tengok! What was her right to use that tone of voice to a tourist? Dalam hati sebenarnya dah merangka rangka ayat nak marahkan cleaner tu,siap nak panggil manager dia lagi. Belum sempat karang ayat,dia dah keluar. From that moment on, I swore if I ever face that kind of situation, I'll scold the rude people real nice. Tak payah rangka rangka ayat,ikut apa keluar mulut je nanti.

 
 3.   Snowball

Half of my collection.

I love snowball. I collect them. Each from country I visited. Yang ada trademark negara tu sendirilah of course. So far, I have more than 10. Ala-ala mygirl, but mine, beli sendiri. Sob..sob.. takde siapa yang nak bagi.. Except for my birthday, ramai yang akan bagi snowball. Tapi yang sedihnya, kat Airport Abu Dhabi aritu tiada kutemui snowball. What kind of airport yang takde snowball. Ok,Abu Dhabi memang noob.

 

   4.   Gate searching

I don't know why, I  have this passion finding the boarding gate. Don't ask me why. Seems like its a fate we always involve in this dramatic scene where we always late, that make us run to the gate. Stare us all you want. We don't care. As long as we don't miss our flight. Never was our intention. Just name it, in India, Europe, KLIA. We can never miss the running for the gate drama. Hindustan la konon.


   5.  Arrival hall


That feeling.. seeing your family waiting for you at the arriving hall, as you strolling your trolley full of luggage, waving at you,having someone waiting for you.. I can't describe it.

  6.  Wifi


I don't need to explain it.







That's why I love airport.

OBVIOUS THINGS

Honestly, i don't know what's happening to my blog. Bukak pun bila rasa rindu je kan.Itu pun sekadar bukak,tengok 2 minit,tutup. Shout widget whatsoever yang dah expired tu pun baru sedar. Entah bila la nak betulkan. Banyak benda dah tukar jugak.Aku rasa kena ambik orang gaji untuk uruskan blog yang takde orang baca  ni. Ya,aku memang selalu berangan aku ada orang gaji untuk gorengkan telur sahaja, sorang untuk basuh kain baju saja,sorang untuk sidai baju saja,sorang untuk kemas bilik aku saja. Aku pun tak tau kenapa aku taknak ambik sorang je orang gaji yang boleh buat semuaaaa benda tu. Mungkin sebab suatu hari nanti aku akan jadi kaya. Bukanlah tujuannya untuk menunjuk nunjukkan kekayaan,tapi untuk mewujudkan lebih banyak peluang pekerjaan.Masa hadapan nanti rakyat kita semakin ramai. Takkan kita nak bilangan penganggur pun ramai jugak kan? By the way that's not my point today. Not even close to it.




Okay, this one gonna be a short post. Something that happens in our daily life. The Obvious Things.


You know how sometimes we always ask stupid and obvious question. I think all of us did. Unconciously. Contohnya, "Hai,jalan sorang je?"  
Terang terangan dia jalan sorang. Tak taulah pulak kalau dia ada 'imaginary friends'.


Takpun, "Kau tido ke tu?" "Taklah,aku tengah practice camna nak mati"
Banyak yang bg jawapan macam tu kat Facebook sekarang.


Tapi kadang-kadang,dialog kat atas ni kita cakap tanpa kita sedar. Paling tidak terpaksa cakap sebagai ayat ramah mesra. Tapi ada lagi satu situasi yang kita buat  dalam keadaan sedar tetapi amatlah obvious dan bodoh. Tak tahu kenapa ada orang yang boleh bertanya soalan soalan sebegini rupa. Adakah kerana dia seorang yang benar benar tulus/mulus/innocent? Ataupun ada niat nak perli memerli di situ. Nak contoh??


1) Datang seorang gadis yang badannya slim aje kepada sahabatnya yang badannya macam tong drum.

"Eiiii,berat kitew dah naiklaa...Menciiii.. dah gemukkk! Sikit lagi nak adew double chin. Camne niww?? Susahla hati kiteww..camne nak kurus ni? Tau tak camne nak kuruskan badan???"

Such an insult it is.What do you expect actually?Agak agak la kan, apa yang kawan sorang lagi yang macam tong drum ni rasa? Dah dia pun badan macam tu.. Kalau dia tau macamana cara nak kuruskan badan,takkan lah dia masih gemuk. Siapa yang nak jadi gemuk?? Tak kecik ke hati kawan tu kena tanya macam tu? Mesti dalam hati.. "Aku taula aku gemuk. Takpayah la perli perli aku.Kalau badan kurus macam dia pun dah bising gemuk,aku ni teruk sangatlah ye?" Itu kalau dia jenis makan dalam. Kalau makan luar, mungkin anda boleh dapat jenama cap 'Bodygloves' di pipi kiri anda. 2-2 pipi pun tak jadi masalah. Bergantung pada skala panas baran dan size kawan anda. Aku tak pernah kena situasi ni sebab aku tak pernah gemuk. Ikut genetic mak. Alhamdulillah. Tapi aku banyak kali dengar kawan aku yang agak berisi kena macam tu. Kesian tengok air muka diorang. Kadang kadang aku rasa macam aku pulak nak tolong lempangkan orang yang bertanya tu. Tak sensitive langsung.

2) "Allllllooorrrrhhhh...ni yang titew tak sukew keluar panas panas niwww.. Habis sunburn! Hitam laaa kitew lepas niwww.... Nanti nak pakai baju or tudung warna apew2 pown susahhh..Awak awak...nak pakai krim apew yeee untuk elakkan kulit kitew jadi gelap?? tau tak? tau tak?"

Tanya si gadis yang kulitnya sah sah putih melepak kepada kawannya yang kulitnya ala ala hindustan. And apa yang dia claim dah gelap tu sebenarnya takde beza pun dengan sebelumnya. Mengada ngada kan? Benda tu obvious. Obvious sangat. Adakah mereka ini bercakap di luar sedar. Atau main bercakap tanpa berfikir. Seolah olah bertanya dekat orang gila macamana caranya untuk menjadi normal. Haaa..yang kes ni,aku pernah dengar kawan aku kena and aku sendiri pernah kena. Nak je aku jawab "ape kata lumurkan muka kau dengan tepung? Alang alang boleh audition untuk opera cina terus! Tak pun Kak Limah 2!!"  Al maklumlah,kulit aku ni agak hitam.  Tapi special okayyy orang gelap ni. Kitorang siap ada lagu lagi : Hitam Manis. R. Azmi ada ke nyanyi lagu untuk orang putih putih macam korang? Hado? Tak hado kan?? Lagi satu lagi satu, kitorang ada pantun siap untuk kitorang "Hitam hitam si tampuk manggis, sungguhpun hitam kupandang manis" Aku ingat aku masukkan pantun ni untuk choral speaking.Mampewww???? Dulu masa kecik kecik sibuk jugak nak putih,tapi bila dah besar, i take this as a gift. Tell me how many people can really pull a dark skin ?? So,I feel special. Tapi kalau ada jugak yang masih tanya macamana nak putih kat aku lepas ni,memang aku nak bagi jawapan tepung tadi tu.




Cukuplah 2 contoh sahaja. But I'm sure you get what I'm trying to say here. Think before you speak. I really mean it. Think. Please. Bertanya tu biar kena pada tempatnya. Sebab cara kita bercakap menggambarkan 'kepandaian' kita. If you know what i mean..




Till then,
-intanpayung-

Sorry mom,I can't do that for.Even for your birthday.

11 January 2012..


Happy birthday mom.Selamat hari jadi mak. Sanah Helwah Ya Ummi.. I'm so grateful dah I am still able to wish you for your birthday. Jugak bersyukur sebab mak berada dalam keadaan sihat walafiat. Thats enough to make me happy since I'm so far from you.


Yes..Our big family might say, kakak ni anak mak abah yang paling baik. Dengar cakap mak abah, jarang melawan, rajin...bla bla bla.. But you know me the best mak..


You know that I'll do everything for you right? Anything. Everything. From the smallest to the biggest thing.

• Kalau kita pergi pasar, or pergi shopping, kakak akan angkat semua beg plastik tu. Kakak taknak bagi mak berat berat angkat. Kesian. Dahlah mak paling rendah dalam family. (Walaupun mak selalu claim mak lagi tinggi daripada kakak kan) kalau angkat byk barang,kesian. Lagipun kakak nak mak enjoy shopping. Or pilih ikan. Genting genting jari kakak pun takpe.

• Sepenat mana pun kakak, kakak akan temankan mak pergi program or mesyuarat mak yang boring tu even sampai tengah malam. Kakak risau mak penat. Risau kalau mak drive sorang sorang. Dahla mak tu suka drive sambil tidur. And Alhamdulillah,since kakak boleh drive, kakak banyak drive-kan mak. So,you can concentrate on your works.

         Ingat tak suatu hari tu, balik dari mesyuarat, kereta kita belakang kereta mayat cina ni. truck terbuka. Belakang tu ada apek tua duduk kat kerusi.Tengahnya ada keranda. Mak suruh kakak potong sebab lambat sangat kereta mayat cina tu. Masa kakak potong nampak driver dia pakai baju merah muka macam melayu sikit. Lepas tu kita pun sambung bercerita bersembang. 10 minit lepas tu kita ada kat belakang kereta mayat tu balik. The very same kereta mayat. Apek tua, keranda, driver baju merah. Masing masing pelik. Mak kata mungkin kita tak perasan kereta mayat tu potong kita masa kita tengah rancak bersembang. Then kita potong balik kereta mayat tu twice! And again,we always stuck behind it. Sampai kali ke-empat tu kita make sure kita betul-betul potong dia and make sure its behind us all the time sampai tak nampak lagi dah. Masalahnya kita bukannya takut. Last2 kita dua gelak gila gila sampai keluar air mata! Even until now i dont know why we laughed!


The other time,when you want to go to your friend's daughter wedding but abah had works on that day. Abah never let you drive in KL.Paling paling Putrajaya je. But you want to go so bad. So I offer myself to drive you. I'd never been to that place. Tapi bila abah tanya tau tak jalan nak pergi,kakak iyekan je. Abah cakap ikut jalan ni.. jalan tu.. kakak angguk je buat faham and tau. Padahal satu pun tak masuk telinga kakak. Kakak redah je. And Alhamdulillah, sampai je kita tanpa sesat. Hebat kan kakak?

• Mak sangat manja kalau kakak balik cuti dari Mesir. Hari hari balik kerja mesti nak kakak ambik. Kalau lambat sikit mesti mak merajuk. Tapi kakak lagi pandai,kalau kakak rasa kakak dah lambat,kakak akan bawak diniy sekali,mesti mak tak jadi marah. Breakfast pun nak hari hari dengan kakak. Pukul 9-10 pagi mak mesti call. Suruh datang dalam masa 10minit. Dahlah masa tu sure sangat kakak tidur lagi. Tapi terpaksalah datang jugak kan dalam tak mandi tak gosok gigi dengan baju tidur pegi office mak just untuk sarapan sama sama.

• Kuku mak memang kakaklah yang potongkan. Walaupun kuku tu dah pendek,nak jugak potong. Tu sebab kakak marah,dah pendek nak potong ape lagi. Sekarang opah pun dah berjangkit,asal nampak muka kakak suruh kakak potong kuku. Tapi kakak memang suka potong kuku orang pun. Kadang kadang tu cari orang siapa yang nak potong kuku.

• Kalau kakak datang pejabat mak, sebab tak tahan kakak merengek rengek, mak akan suruh kakak taipkan kertas kerja mak. At least i had something to do to shut me up. Hehe.. Sorry mak.

• Kakak suka ikut mak pergi hotel for food tasting. Because i can order whatever i want. Yes, because of mak and abah's job, since i was little I've been to hundreds of hotels all over Malaysia. Kecuali Sabah Sarawak. Selalu ponteng sekolah sebab mak memang kalau boleh taknak tinggalkan kitorang.

• Yeah, I know you know how hard my heart is. Kakak dengar je mak and abah sembang pasal kakak. Masa kakak tidur, abah peluk kakak, mak kat sebelah kakak, kakak dengar je abah cakap  "Anak manja abah sorang ni, jarinya panjang panjang..mulutnya sobang sobang. Muncung je bila merajuk" sambil pegang pegang jari and mulut. Sobang? sobang tu mulut muncung kalau merajuk. Hahaha. Diorang hyperbola je tu. Then mak sambung " Walaupun kakak ni paling lembut cakapnya, suka gelak,sikit sikit gelak,sikit sikit gelak, tapi hatinya keras. Memang susah nak ubah. Egonya tinggi. Ikut abanglah." Abah senyap je.. "Kalau dia merajuk tu,pujuklah macamana pun. Susah betul. Dulu dia taknak cakap dengan abang dulu lama. Dekat seminggu. Abang pujuk dia taknak. Lepas tu abang marah balik and abang merajuk,dia buat tak tau je. Abang pujuk dia balik barulah dia nak cakap dengan abang. Dasyat..dasyat.." sambil pukul pukul manja. Tapi sakit tau bah! terpaksa tahan.. tahan... pura pura masih tido. Sorry bah,itu masa kakak kecik, lepas tu abah marah kakak atas sebab yang tak betul, sebab dengar cakap orang luar. Memanglah kakak marah. Kakak ni kan anak abah. You should trust me.

• Ada sekali tu kakak gaduh dengan adik sebab baju kurung. Then kakak merajuk, taknak pakai baju kurung tu. Tapi emak menggunakan kuasa veto sebagai emak suruh kakak pakai jugak baju tu. Mana aci guna kuasa veto mak!!!

• Balik summer yang lepas lah kakak paling tak boleh lupa. Mak bagi your backstabber @ your ex-bestfriend @ your ex-staff join your programme kat hotel mana tah kakak lupa. Itu kakak tak kisah lagi. Just don't let her in front of me because I might curse her right there. Tapi masa kat bilik, mak suruh makan sama dengan dia. Hell NO! Mak mungkin dah maafkan dia. Tapi kakak tak. Takkan. Kakak takkan lupa apa yang dia buat kat mak. And how dia buat seorang anak yang jauh dari Malaysia risau macam orang gila dekat mak. I'll never forget that. I dont even want to look her in her face. Even I once considered her as my second mom. I hate her with all my heart. Mak, we argued for about an hour. Abah just kept silent. Because he knew how i felt.So u said at least I could greet her. Mom, I never want to talk to that old lady! You kinda begged me for that. So i said yes. Salam je. Thats all I could do. And I got out of our hotel room and cried. Because I didn't want to touch that hand of a person that once hurt my mom. You found me crying and you said how proud you were of me, and you understand i acted like that because I love you so much and hugged me. That was the only reason why i was abled to 'salam' her. But thats all I did. Dengan muka ketat, salam dia, biarkan dia cakap sorang sorang. I didn't utter a word. Satu soalan dia pun aku tak jawab. The next week,she invited us family to her son's wedding at Teluk Intan. I went to Teluk Intan, but I didn't go to the wedding. I asked abah to drop me & adik at steak house, and fetch us after the wedding. Mak dah tak berani nak paksa. Abah ok je dengan plan kitorang. Siap bagi duit belanja lagi!

I'm so sorry mak. Thats the only thing I can't do for you. Ever. I can never forgive the person that hurts you. Even for your birthday.. Happy birthday mom.