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Malam dingin

by chics on Monday, 6 February 2012 - 12 am · 0 comments

in nostalgia

Tadi aku buka tingkap, sambil memegang sebatang rokok aku lihat ke luar.

Sepi dan udara menyamankan, baru lepas hujan.

Adalah terdengar bunyi cengkerik dan aku terbau asap umpama asap bakaran sampah.

 

Lalu aku terkenang suatu masa dulu, sewaktu aku masih kecil. Bau dan bunyi yang aku rasa itu saling tak tumpah macam kampung arwah datuk sebelah ayah.

Kadang-kadang kami balik malam, bila kereta sampai dan kami keluar cengerik-cengkerik itulah yang akan menyambut dan sayup-sayup terbau sisa-sisa asap dari sampah yang arwah datuk bakar masa petang tadi.

Kalau aku menoleh kebelakang, akan nampak cahaya-cahaya suram dari rumah berdekatan tapi untuk ke sana agak menakutkan kerana jalannya gelap, mungkin terlanggar kayu atau kaki kebasahan akibat becak.

 

Aku suka suasana itu, kerana aku tahu arwah datuk pasti tersenyum dengan barisan gigi yang kebanyakkannya sudah tidak ada bila melihat kami datang. Bersarungkan kain pelikat dia akan bercekak pinggang sebelah kiri sambil bersandar di ambang pintu.

Arwah mak su, mak mi dan arwah mak jai pun seronok sebab ada mangsa untuk mereka sakat. Kalau emak izikan, aku akan tidur bersama mereka, bertilamkan tilam kekabu dan selimut berbenang nipis.

Sebelum tidur, pasti ubat nyamuk berlingkar hijau akan dinyalakan, baunya menusuk satu bilik. Tapi hati-hati jangan sampai terpijak.

 

Arwah mak jai pandai bergaya, bila pagi tiba aku mesti akan tertunggu-tunggu dia bersiap untuk melihat baju dan dandanan apa yang akan di pakai untuk ke pejabat. Aku selalu berangan, kalau aku besar nanti, aku pun inginkan anting-anting dan baju-baju cantik seperti arwah mak jai.

 

Malam di situ memang indah, walaupun tak ada apa. Kadang-kadang aku teman arwah datuk menonton rancangan kegemarannya, Hikayat Hang Setia, terkekeh-kekeh arwah datuk gelak, aku sengih-sengih saja sebab tak faham. Kemudian aku akan sama-sama mendengar pilihan bersama dengan arwah maksu di radio.

 

Kecintaan aku dengan rock kapak memang bermula dari pengaruh arwah maksu. Aku, aie dan arwah maksu akan sama-sama menghafal lirik lagu yang kami dengar. Entah untuk apa pun aku tak tahu tapi yang pasti aktiviti itu amat menyeronokkan.

Sebelum tidur, kami akan minum air dulu dan kemudian ke tandas. Sejuk benar rasa bila tapak kaki mencecah simen dapur, apa lagi bila masuk ke bilik air.

 

Zaman yang serba ringkas tapi cukup indah.

 

 

Ah malam dingin, engkau membuat aku rindu!

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Kembali membola

by chics on Tuesday, 31 January 2012 - 9 am · 3 comments

in teteks

The last time I played futsal was 5 years ago, I think during Srikandi tournament.

After that I got lazy plus I pancit badly also.

 

But 2 weeks ago I started playing again with the girls I started playing with and this was before gol & gincu.

I thought I would really go pancit, I did pancit-ed but not as bad as I expected. It was different though, sebab halfway mumies terpaksa keluar padang menenangkan anak masing-masing. Hahaha

It was fun!

 

Look how happy I was!

 

And how I missed playing, not that aku Gerrard ke apa [WTF?] but I do enjoy the game and playing with the right people is one more thing.

Dulu masa study, dalam 2-4 kali jugalaklah we played and I didn’t remember feeling tired. And there was time when we played campur with the guys, selalunya diorang kasi canla hehehe. Apa nak buat aku insan yang lemah, hanya mampu berserahhh.

 

Latest version.

 

Diorang ni walaupun dah jadi emak but still can do, still boleh rembat.

Di sebabkan sexcited akan main once or twice a month, I went and buy a pair of futsal boots.

Tapi kena pakai saiz kanak-kanak because my size tak available for adults. Sadddd but the good thing is, kids shoes are cheaper, like half the price, which I like alsolah.

 

Dasar cheapskate hihi.

 

So expect more of me on the futsal pitch.

 

Macam sial je statement kau ingat kau artissss?

Haha

 

P/S. Photo credit to Kuman’s facebook.

P/P/S. Asal sexercise je mesti tetek aku basah, lactating ke apa? Sheesh.

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You have to choose

by chics on Sunday, 29 January 2012 - 8 pm · 3 comments

in deep thinking

Have you ever been in a situation where you know the person is not right for you but you still stay?

What makes it worst the person tried their best to detach themselves from you but you could just not see it. Maybe you could but your stubborn heart still keep saying you can’t let go because if you do, you wouldn’t know what will happen to you.

If I think about it, it is sad, really.

Sad because you are belittling yourself and you keep lying to yourself that things will get better eventually.

And there will be some moments when things are really magical and you though, it is worth it.

 

It is actually an insult to your dignity, your pride. You try to honour them with all your heart but the favour was never returned. And when there are moment when you actually find out that person is really unsure of his feeling for you until the extent letting other souls know either in a dignified way or by telling monstrous tales about you, you still want to hang on with the smallest hope you have.

 

Darling, if someone does not know how to respect your dignity, you better leave – that’s what I always say.

 

But then, walking away without turning back is one of the hardest thing to do. Walking to an empty space where darkness awaits, where your heart will break into pieces and blown away by the wind.

 

So you have to choose; between your pride and your heart.

 

Perhaps one day, you will find the courage.

 

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