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Thursday 23 February 2012

nazir

Pagi tadi tengah aku asyik bagi lecture bagaimana nak jadi duta kepada organisasi, tetiba Pengarah Akademi masuk duduk di belakang.
Terus aku jadi sesak nafas, perut memulas hangin satu badan – rasa nak pengsan. Nasib baik tak kena heart attack.
Bukan aku tak biasa dengan dia, tapi bila dia datang untuk tujuan naziran, feeling jadi tak menentu, tak keruan.
Huh gelak le korang! Tak kena tak pe. Nanti kena naziran baru tahu camna!
Nasib baik score keseluruhan on lecturer 97.70%, kalau tidak jenuh aku nak explain kenapa tetiba aku jadi batang kayu – kaku.

Wednesday 15 February 2012

Laksa Redup Rimba dan Berok

Tak tahu la apasal,
Sejak bangun pagi lagi rasa macam haprak je
Bawa ke tengahari plak tu. Aku selalunya tak gini, tak produktif siot!
Tengah mental block pun sama nak update blog.
Sedang  driving cari makan, terdiscover tempat jual laksa redup rimba.
Ya Allah sedap giler, laksa ngan cendol, itu menu utama, tak jual makanan lain.
Gerai kecik je di tepi jalan dari kampong Teras Jenang menghala ke Bandar Bangi lama, selepas trafik light belok kanan. Ke kiri jalan belakang  ke UKM.
Sambil makan aku diintai oleh sepasang berok, habis je makan, terus melompat dan memerkam menghabiskan sisa cendol dan laksa. Aku marah pun ade, kesian pun ade pada species tersebut yang ternyata tak cukup makan. Lalu aku teringat peristiwa beberapa tahun dulu.
Tetiba, talipon ofis berbunyi. anak aku talipon suruh balik, rumah diserang berok, bunyi macam tak logic tapi memandangkan mereka masih kecil, aku bergegas balik, sampai je ke rumah semua tingkap dan pintu habis ditutup. Selepas menjerit beberapa kali baru anak aku buka pintu. Mereka mengigil dalam ketakutan.
“berok kat belakang, berok kat belakang”
Aku terus ke belakang dan membuka pintu walaupun akan-anak aku merayu jangan keluar rumah. Beberapa langkah aku maju seekor berok terus melompat dan hinggap dibahuku dan sempat aku tepis lalu jatuh ketanah dan dia mengacah menyerang. Dan baru aku perasan dihujung kaki ku ada berok terperangkap di dalam gumpalan kain sambil meraung. Sekumpulan berok lain terus berkumpul dan mengacah nak menyerang lalu aku masuk semula ke dalam rumah.
Rupanya dari tingkap aku dapat memerhati bahawa seekor berok betina telah terperangkap di dalam lengan baju isteriku yang disidai di ampaian.  Yang nampak cumalah muka berok betina tersebut pada leher baju, badan dan tangan serta kaki tersangkut dan terperangkap di dalam lengan baju. Boyfriend dia risau giler dan serang siapa saja yang mengapakan kekasihnya.
Aku terus  panggil bomba dan penyelamat.
Nak dipendekkan cerita setelah beberapa jam menunggu, bomba datang  dan sekumpulan ahli menghalau berok yang berkumpul. Dengan menggunakan  pipe panjang yang ada loop dihujungnya dengan mudah di jerutnya dada beruk tadi lalu menggunting baju yang tersangkut. Beruk tadi meronta dan terus dimasukkan ke dalam sangkar disediakan. Dia terus meraung memanggil kekasihnya.
Sebelum berangkat ketua bomba berkata.
“ dah lama dia intai, dan berkenan nak pakai baju cik ni. Tapi tu lah salah teknik – sebab tak pergi sekolah” “ orang pakai baju  ikut badan , dia pakai ikut lengan baju” berderai gelak anak-anak aku mendengarkan lawak abang bomba tadi.
Isteriku pun rezo korbankan bajunya; “tak kuasa nak basuh berak kencingnya. Rasa geli nak pakai semula, nanti dok asyik teringatkan berok tu plak”.

Sunday 12 February 2012

parting is such sweet sorrow!

but why?
at the airport you could see this often. there is only a couple or even a single member of a family that is going to perform the umrah and they are being mobbed by the entire platoon of family members that comes from near or a far. soon before the departure, the act of "kissing-hugging-crying" never fails to happen, almost never!
why is parting such a sweet sorrow? we should all be happy for those that has been chosen by Allah to become his guest on the holy land. shouldn't we be merry and laughing for the blessed trip. couldn't we shift our mindsets, not to think only on the negative side, you know that we will never see them again - that they will die in the holy land - just to put it crudely. statistics have shown that haj/umrah jumaah that return home makes about more than 93%. why are we bothered by small fraction?
shouldn't the couple that is going on a 8-hour long flight be left to concentrate on their journey? after all they have been deprived of much sleep needed days before departure, because they had to labour for the "kenduri" for family members that came to the house to wish them well and to send them off at the airport.
poor sons and daughters that has been left behind now battling the chores  of clearing the whole house, washing and scrubbing big pots and pans, putting away plates, glasses and utensils that has been used for the past few days. to entertain the guests as well as "totos" and mattresses, pillows and bolsters back to their original places. days of leaves are needed to complete the tasks.

here's a plan the next time you want to go to makkah to perform your haj or umrah.
  1. tell no one that you are going so that you are safe from the invasion of troops of family members and close friends that come to the house or the airport.
  2. no sobbing at the airport means that there are saving on boxes of tissue papers. do you know how many trees has been saved?
  3. you could concentrate better on your umrah's rules and regulations and doa's that you have desperately fail to remember or recite during the weekends lesson by the travel agents.
  4. physically and emotionally you could prepare yourselves better by resuming your brisk walks in the park or on the treadmill since haj and umrah requires physical fitness and strength instead of playing host and cooking madly the whole day.
  5. there is nothing wrong with entertaining your family members and friends upon successfully completing the ibadah when you return home. especially so, now that you could give away the little trinkets purchased in makkah or medinah during your free time or break. they are much happier that way.
no, i am not the poor son that has been left behind, but does that sounds like a selfish bloke that thinks he exists in this world all by himself and who needs societal support? 


but then again those tips were genuinely useful, don't you think?

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