Time Tunnel

Tak mungkin ku percaya, kata kata yang penuh dusta, hanya dirimu berkata… Well, that’s Bengang song san by Akim, keep on repeating automatically in my mind. I like the song though the lyric is about trust. Today is the 2ns day my running nose. I blame it on the weather. Once it’s raining heavily, a minute later it’s badly hot. I know that my body is so fragile compare to my other siblings. I can easily get sick. And when got this running nose, it will stay until 3 – 4 months. Yes months, not weeks! Yes, I already see doctor and eat my medicines. Oh, at the same time I want to congratulate my cousin, Jamie for being appointed as a director of the Ministry of tourism Penang, with grade gaji 64! Not far from JUSA tu..!!
I want to comment a bit about AF8. So frustrated because non of them exceed my expectation. I’ve seen people yg kena audition and some were good and most of them were par with Brussles’s standard. I can say that the AF is trying to copy what the AiDOL is doing such as to have 2 emcees and to have the result out only on the next day to allow people’s vote counts. Ok, why can’t they give audition in stages like the American Idol does? Kala nak tiru, kenapa alang2 aje? It’s better to have it that way because I believe people need to be given more time to be prepared and present their best during the 2nd, 3rd until they are the final 12… I ‘ reckon it will be fare to everyone personally because at the end of the day, they are competing with the best among the bests! How can the AF8 judge judge them only hearing them sing once or twice in one day? To me, they should select the VERY BEST 12, and then let ME, who has the money to vote and select the champion! So.. sorrylah AF8, I rather watched Hagemaru on that Saturday evening… perhaps, maybe go outing with my wife by the esplanade! We have Esplanade now you know.. Jangan mare orang Miri…
Esplanade is the extension of the waterfront. Oh, Kuching is so beautiful now days. Despite the traffic jams and the rock forest we do keep our enchanting secrets of beauty. I know that most of the Kuchingites are so fond to see Kuching clean and safe place to live in. (Apo, what am I writing here!!) I love Sarawak Laksa, the Mi Sapi and the Mi Belacan! Too bad, good food makes you become less healthy. Em,,, should watched my diet is that what I’m trying to say here? I think now I size 47!!! Most of mu jeans are 44 and now are sexily very tight holding my butt up and my stomach is compressed like the black hole, trying to swallow everything including lights!!
No I seldom visit my brother’s clinic like what I always did before. So bad me kan… Nevermind, since my project is not ON, I’ll be there this Saturday then! At least lah cuci and mop the floor!! I’ll bring Dresden and Bruxels along! It would be fun! So what’s my plan this weekends??
My brother chat with me thru FB while my sister SMS me and another one call me last night asking me whether the BBQ is on or not tonight. Well, why not I said even thou I had a mild fever since 2 days back. But I love family gathering where everyone would meet with each other, eating and share stories. Oh ya, I just join the Lanang camp in FB. Lanang camp was the place where I supposed to grow emmm, maybe up to age 10? 15? But too bad, we moved to Kuching when I was nearly 6 years old so what could a kid remember in those early period? I remember playing in the drain after heavy raining, running around the big field infront of our house which was just near to the main gate and in front of the main Lanang road and opposite the ‘’greset’’[entah how to spell this - wide open hall]. Mom used to tell us that during communist period, dad was always not around us because he was in the jungle with the other soldiers. It was very scary she said that everytime, there would be chopters landing by the field carrying dead casualties and also dead bodies. The curfew were really a burden where very night, the light was offs and we live in the cold and scary condition. I believe mom was tough with us. What else to say, having me, as the 5th in the family was really a burden. Mom said I cried non stop for more than a normal babies would cry and over 30 days and 30 nights I did it without feeling any guilt within me. Personally I don’t like crying babies. I couldn’t stand the noise and the disturbed peaceful environment. But mom consistently took care of me and believe it or not, it took nearly a year for me to recover. I was not told what the sickness was but maybe I missed dad’s presence at that time. I thank God for His plan is so good to me. I don’t remember when we moved to the big green (BG) house but I do remember visited that BG house with mom. Ya, mom can drive at that time and she drives dad’s car. Boleh tahan mak aku!! BG house have 1 Master bed room and another room for all the children. Since we were small at that time, Andy and I slept with the parents while Doli, Igat and Ivy slept in the other room. Each room attached with a toilet. From the main living room, on the left side is the eating room; next to it is the kitchen cum the bar. I still remember having lunch with the whole family in that room and out of a sudden, the picture of Christ in the frame hung by the door fall down and the glass scattered all over the area, I remember swimming in the bath tub with my brother, I remember playing badminton a the car porch, I remember looking at Stella’s mom laying on our sette with her big round bulging stomach carrying Sharon in it. Gosh, kid’s memory is so limited… Emmm, I remember i saw Monopoly’s money in my sister’s cupboard but I never play with them…I remember on the last day in Sibu, at the airport, my dad persuaded somebody so that we could bring our cat Bang Bang in the same fligh to Kuching and finally it happened!. I remembered during the photo taking, one of my feet was bleed due to the sharp object but I manage to forget about it because I was so happy!

Well, I can go on and on but most of the memories are faded away… Yea, the TV was still black and white and not so much entertainment. On weekends, dad used to bring us out for ice-cream near to the Sibu Wharf. Oh ia, one thing which is so special about Sibu to me is the drain… Everytime after raining, Sibu would always flooded and it cleans all the passage and the big drain in front of our older house. So I always took the advantage to swim in there with the other friends… To be continued

Akademi Fantasia 8

AF 8 is here... pack my gear and here me go!!!

Happy Chinese New Year

Chinese New Year Holiday has passed by so quickly. The 2 days holidays were perfect! I did a lot of activities which mostly include eating!! Last Sunday, this was supposed to be the 1st day if CNY, at church, I was told by my sister Ivy that our grandfather (babai Nupat) has died. Many plans for home visiting but we decide to cut it into few less so that we would be able to go back to kampong to show our last respect to grandpa whom had suffer for the pass 10 years.
As usual my family likes to go visiting in one big group. The 1st house which we went to was my 1st cousin Kinyoi whom married a Chinese guy. Oh, she served mostly my favorite foods which I no need to elaborate here. The foods were perfectly decorated and served! I think I ate trice of my normal daily intake which made me full until that evening! Around 2PM, we went back home. Full and tired, I slept like a baby. The weather was sporting, cold and windy. We slept until 7pm. Later mom called around 7.30 inviting us to go back to Kampong with my brother, Andy. I agreed and they picked us up around 7.45PM in his Satria. Satria is perfect transportation to avoid jam, fast and for easy parking.
We arrived at grandpa home around 8.30PM. There were so many people and they were singing Hymns. I saw some familiar faces. They were my cousins and clos relatives, aunties and uncles! The service ended 10 minutes later and as usual, people would go and eat whatever was prepared on the dining hall. Around 12.00 midnight, we left for home. So tired!
The next day I woke up so early and yet it was a rainy Monday. Ton and his group came wound 8pm to build up a division so that my puppies could be control easily. It cost me RM480.00.. No discount ka Mr Yon? Around 2.30pm, wife and I went to check in at the Sheraton Hotel, where we had sweet memories and we want to treat it as vacation place. Hey we got married there, OK. Last time we were given the airport view but this time, wffe preferred city view. So we got a floor 7 room facing the city. Dolin and her family came later, with my brother and they proceed to the swimming pool. I came later.
Around 7.30pm, wife and I needed to get ready because Jethro is picking us up to visit my cousin Jamie. Many funny things happen while we were on the road. I could not mention it here due to some sensitive issue, just read this: Malaysian is considered guilty unless proven he is NOT! In other country, they are NOT GUILTY unless proved guilty! We arrived at Jamie's residency and immediately being fed with sumptuous foods too. We chat and talk and eat and update each other at the same time. Hafiz was always be the hottest topic while next were the government issues. We left around midnight and I was so damn tired. Thanks cousin for the hospitality. Jethro sent us back to the hotel.

JFTSO Blogging!

Yeah.. long time already I did not update the blog… How I wish the word busy never was appear in the dictionary. I have changed my job description and it makes me more occupied with office work. Being a process engineer is not so much different than an equipment engineer. Ah, leave work load alone. Let this blog clean from any work load story. Leave work load alone. Let it be where it supposed to be!
Last Saturday I was thinking having a small makan2 with my little family. How I miss them! Yeah, I miss each and every one of them!!! Being a husband I have more duties. One of it is to kill the housefly, eat what ever my wife cook, bathe the puppies, lit up the mosquito’s coils, say hi to the neighbor, pray for the meals and so on! Not to say wife have no chores, infact she has MORE heavy chores than me. Enough said, so last Saturday, after our music practice, I informed family to have an eating session at my place in the evening. The 1st to come was my parents and my sister Ivy and her family, Oh lily, Dresden’s sister also came. They were beyond control until they both needed to be tied far form each other. Later, my sister Doli and her family came. Too bad both of my brothers didn’t turn up, so they missed the fun and the eating session that we had.
While my parents and aunty Tookies and my brother in-law were having coffee after meal at the patio, the rest of us were busying watching DVD about a dog by the name of Marly. Oh it was such a nice story which made my sister Dolina cried like a baby. Ayoyo.. Sorry sis, no tissue that night. Around 11.30, every body went off! I had a great time watching Marly. Did I cry? Yes I did. Huhuhu…It’s so painful to keep the cry instead, just let it go…But I cry little bit only lah… hehehehehe…

This weekend is the Chinese New Year and I’m really looking forward to this long vacation. Just imagine next week I only work from Wednesday till Friday. Wah… Honeymoon again.. hahahaha… I have not taken any leave since 1st of January and my carry forward leave is mounting! I thin after February, my leave remains 32.5 days. After March, 34 days and after May, HR will send an email so that I should apply for leave! Huhuhu.. I think let’s wait for the e-mail so that my new boss will be alert that I have many leaves and let he’s the one to ask me to take leave.. Hahahaha…

I receive sms from my friend Melcome telling me that he’s flying over to US. Wow, America, be prepare because a Sarawakian is coming to town. I don’t know how much strict the airport condition now even after the whole precautious step taken, there were still escapees! Scary! I hope there are no rules and regulations saying flyers must be checked thoroughly or flyers fly in nude! Hahahaha… I think I had enough of flying… What does it mean??? It means, maybe I should go tour on cruise or driving though it would not bring me far until US, hmmmmm, am I sick of flying? Believe me. Imagine this, you are located at the far end of a long tube, big enough to carry about 300 peoples, imagine those crowds whom sit infront and behind and on your left and right. The limited space and air makes me uncomfortable what else to stretch your body in the 12 hours journey where you have to change your time according to theirs and then when you arrive there, everything looks so differently and the weather and climate change too. Oh, I’ve experience all those things and I personally not to prefer but if it is a must, I’ll go, provided it’s FOC!

Huhuhu...

Last night I had a bad dream. It was about the destruction of planet earth. As usual, people in my dreams would sometimes presence on and off. Location, I was somewhere in Sarawak while mom and dad were also seperatedly somewhere in Sarawak too. But it was too obvious that dad was in the army again by looking at his attire and some army troopers who were with him at that time. They were physically hiding from something in a confine room, wrapped in Al or sort of metallic wrapping paper. Usually that would makes people think of radiation prevention! But in this dream, dad seemed not to be so close to me or could it be he was on duty and never to be disturbed! In this dream, none of my siblings were around. Even my wife, but my two puppies were there with me. I just watched dad helplessly from far praying that everything would be all right soon!
Kaboom! The 1st Nuclear bomb stroked the earth. I saw bright light everywhere but I don’t know where to run. There were so many people running here and there searching for sanctuary. I didn’t know where to go but later I found out that I was by the river bank with my puppies. Then suddenly there was a man from nowhere shouted at me "Watch out for your puppies, they might get killed for food!” At the same time, I called my mom and ask what was her situation back at home. She replied to me that she was fine together with the others and she continued so that I would be ready to face the 2nd nuclear bomb strike. “2nd one?” I asked her back for confirmation hoping that I did not hear her properly.
I have to get myself prepared for the 2nd one but how? I had not been eaten well and to drink the poisoned water by the river, it’s suicidal, only the tap water from one place was safe to drink because the source is from the mountain. Waiting for the 2nd strike was actually depressing. So some groups of people purposely get together some sort like a party to leave aside temporarily their problems and the bad feelings. I was there too, hoping to meet or see anyone that I knew in that place but too bad, everyone is a alien to each other but share the same fret which is mounting in them!
Some of them have their radio on and music was playing but still everyone had no mood or no reason to be jovial. Later the 2nd nuclear bomb strokes the earth. And it was 6.45am. I heard Madonna singing ‘Take a bow’ on my cell phone. I was awoken by the morning alarm Oh; thank God my nightmare is over... I’m glad that I don’t have to see nor experience the 2nd nuclear bomb effects. Not now, I guess, I’m not ready yet. Maybe I’m not ready for the 1st nuclear bomb effect too. It would be terrible I know!

But what happen if it was not a dream?