Tuan Rumah

Keluaq dari restoran dengan perasaan tak puas hati sebab kena bayaq extra 30kc untuk minuman. Bertembung dengan tuan rumah dan isteri beliau yang riang gembira berjalan menghayun tangan yang berpegangan. Oh ya!mereka warga tua. Sang suami bersut dan sang isteri berkot musim sejuk. Dalam perjalanan pulang dari menonton teater mungkin.

Dengan nada mesra dan ceria
"Ha!!!apa kamu buat di sini?"
"sudah malam kamu sepatutnya berada di rumah"
sambil mengetuk-ngetuk jam tangan beliau
"balik rumah!balik rumah!"

Saya pun cakap ya saya nak balik la ni.
Mereka mengucap selamat tinggal dan meneruskan berjalan riang gembira sambil menghayun kembali pegangan tangan di sejuk musim luruh.
Hati rasa gembira punya tuan rumah yang baik hati dan mengambil berat.
Serasa sepicing kasih arwah2 atuk nenek dari mereka berdua.
Semoga Allah memberkati mereka dan memberkati saya.

ONG

We are on ONG rotation this week. Today on urodynamic testing

Dr : So, what type of urinary incontinence that you know about?
Student : problem with the penis
awkward silence.because the question is serious while the answer is honest aka a total disengagement from reality.
Dr jokingly said : we are in ONG department. I don't want to see penis. I see only my own penis *gesture to the part*

Photo for illustration. Not associated with the above story.

Kiss Kiss

30 something students were sitting/nodding/sleeping/dreaming in a neurosurgery lecture that seems will not have any break.
The class is a comfortable one with glass wall.
The last 15 minutes of the lecture, we got a full view of 2 Czech students kissing and hugging.
I don't know if they have any idea that the glass is see through. But then, knowing that they are Czech, I guess they don't mind kissing in front of a tense class.

Class Get Together

Noel suggested that we have class potluck and it gets materialised this evening.
I brought bubur jagung. This year, I've turned into someone who makes quick, easy and tasty recipe. Well maybe the part about being tasty need verification =p.

So what we have are
from Malaysia : chicken rendang, fried meehoon, currypuff, bubur jagung, vege crackers
from Kurdishtan : basmati toppe with red berry, basmati+potato slices, gravy with snake beans and chicken chunks
from Pakistan : black+yellow dhal, mashed potatoes with scrambled egg
from Spain : spanish omelette
from Russia : chocolates!
and FROM BOTSWANA : COCA-COLA

I have a liking for the energy of Spanish people. I am yet to encounter a Spanish that's not friendly. and their energy is infectious.

Thanks Allah we played a very fun game. Well if I have to compare it to previous game of stuffing soda powder followed by drinking mineral water/vodka and shaking your head...(actually they are not comparable, the latter is not even a game)
We played pictionary.
Basically we divided into 2 groups and write 15 words each.
The other team had to draw
1. shortcut
2. responsibility
3. thesaurus
4. incarnation
5. alginate
6. vestibulosusahnakeja

And we had to draw
1. ballet
2. inception
3. preserverance
4. War of the world
5. i don't remember OMG am I senile?

Anyway, I shouted a lot. I think I am the loudest.
On a side note, I think I am more tactful nowadays. Living with so many people from different cultural background do that to me.
Our class is made of people with a big spectrum of interest, so to be together is once in a blue moon.

Kudos to Noel for the initiative. Otherwise I would have lost my marble from extreme boredom on this weekend.

Sabar

Living in Europe generally and Czech Republic especially as someone who abstains from drinking alcohol requires you to answers the same questions over and over again.

To be honest, I am not curious at all to try them.

And I have forgotten to tell people something.

That I actually can drink wine. To be more specific, I will be offered wine of the top quality that's out of this world. Wine for me. That is if only I make it into the heaven.

When Islam comes, it bans wine because the cons outweighs the pros. Analogically, you can think of it like banning sweets and candies from a kid who has caries. It takes a lot of effort to restrain from enjoying what you really love.

So Allah promised the Muslims wine in heaven. The kind(s) that don't give you bad hangover or make you pink in the face/act silly. It takes a lot a patience and faith  because ignoring what you really want for a long time is beyond hard. So the reward has to match the obedience shown.

So to the very pious of Muslims, the worldly objects of desire are nothing. They can give until they have none more because they know in the immortal Hereafter they will be rewarded far better and in multiples.

Setting

Like usual, this one popped out in my head out of nothing.
I just realised that I was groomed in beautiful places.
It's not like everyone get that.

Most of my days before starting formal education was spent in Batu Feringghi, which, back in those days is starting to get spotlight from outsiders. So you can say the beauty is not yet demolished.

Then all the 89 born kids had to register for elementary.
My alma matter is a bicycle ride away. Smacked right next to the forest.
Boys would sometimes go south into the forestry to dip in the pools.
Our cross country includes running through the chinese cemetery perched on the hill and a view of Teluk Bahang Dam. Not forgetting the rolling hills right left back as the backdrop.
Our teachers are exceptional ones, so we were among the top school in 3K competition.
I had the opportunity to pick veges from the science garden, sneaking onto the small island in the middle of wade pool, hunting grasshopper on the school field and reading al fresco.
We had several neatly kept rock gardens, corridors bursting with colourful boards loaded with informations and countless trees as shades when it get too hot ~don't forget the place is named Telok Bahang and it does live up to its name.

3 Hijau 1998

My high school is a notch up from elementary. After all, it's a boarding school.
Although our girls quarter corridor faced withering houses, beyond the dorm door and on the top bunk, you can always catch the view of Bukit Mertajam.
If one big field is not enough, we had another small ones made like a theathre.
I like how Pondok Ilmu is cosy.
I love the pinang trees lining the road from our main entrance.
And although I super rarely was there, I think the rows of benches next to the security is the best place of all.
Being few decades old, the ground is dotted with big trees and potted plants.
The flora is not properly maintained but then it's not an eyesore.
The boards are taken up by societies, mostly boasting unfunctional hierrachy.
On the Geography board, we would write nonsense thing like typhoon on Monday and flooding on the day before.
We had rambutan, mangoes and tamarind trees on the school ground.

Cleaning the area of welcome board. 2006.

To be continued ~~ Kem PLKN Bukit Besar, MAIS