Selamat Berbuka 3.

Openers and starters.

Selamat Berbuka 2.

Just dates washed down with iced cold water followed with plain but succulent roast chicken and finished with some sexy fruits ;)

Selamat Berbuka...

Another 5 hours before the sweet cool sirap selasih drench your parched throats. Hm mm.....

Call me...

That's what most will say but never do...

Busy Days

Trapped in the sands of time. 24 hours is never enough. Plan your days better. Need two pair of hands and everything else...

Have just been sooooo busy for the last couple of weeks and I expect it to be so in the next few weeks too. No matter what others say, you have to be in the thick of it to really appreciates what's going on.

Anyway, receive a rather sad SMS this morning. Dick and Jane calls it quits. Dick felt terrible for failing to uphold the marriage that he has been trying so hard to maintain for the past decade or so. I am at a lost for words. All I can say is, lets go and eat tonight, just the two of us. Hopefully he'll make it.

ISO 1600

It was late at night. The men and their machines came in a thunderous roar. Disturbing the tranquility of suburbia. Window panes cracked open, curtains slowly parted allowing querying eyes to witness the ruckus. Somewhere a baby wails from disturbed slumber. A feeling of uneasiness blanketed the once peaceful neighbourhood until...

..they saw that its only the contractors coming to mend and upgrade the roads in front of their homes.

While I was taking these pictures, an elderly Indian chap approached, I thought he was going to protest me taking pictures of them working. But as he got closer, it appears that all he wanted was some drinking water. He brought two empty mineral water bottles with him. His face and posture projected his weariness. I took the bottles away from him and gave it to my son to fill up. The bottles were returned full of warm water as we do not keep cold drinking water in the house (the kids are coughing and wheezing due to too much cold stuff...) and I apologise for that for I can imagine what pleasure it would be to quench one's thirst with ice cold water. He just gave a weary smile and walked back to his machine.

That sets me thinking, here is this man working late in the night to feed his family. I pray that his sons and daughters appreciates what he is doing. Oh, his wife too and hopefully she doesn't nag him too much on the household chores that doesn't get done when he is home for he deserves his break.

A woman's scorn

I received a disturbing phone call early this morning. A cry for help and desperate need to share her troubles. It came from Sim, a character whose story I posted some time back. I thought that after all this time, things would have settled somewhat. I was wrong.

He has another woman, an Indonesian whom he showers with money. I can't keep this to myself anymore. Please help me.

Huh ?

That old bastard is two timing me. I thought he is just getting bored with our lives but no, he is enjoying his other life. He ignores us, ignores his daughters, seldom comes back. We are reaching our twilight years. We have shared so much together. This should not be happening. When he didn't visit me in hospital I thought he was busy, when he didn't join the kenduri, I thought he was busy. It was with that bitch. What should I do ?

Come on, we have talked about this before. At this age, with his looks, do you still want him ?

He is mine. How can I let it go just like that ? He ignores us and now he only gives me RM20 per day for expenses. Why should I suffer like this ?

I don't know what to think or say, just seek solace from god.

Please find someone (witch doctor) who can help me. Just destroy them. If I am to suffer then he should too. Please, I have my savings. Use that, just help me to find someone who can do this for me.

Hmmm.

She was crying at certain parts of the conversation. I could feel her pain and desperation but what can I do ? Even if I could, I don't think I would like to be involved. I am just an observer and Sim is just paying for her deeds. I still fail to understand why she still wants him. Why keep something that you already despise, that bring hurts and pain whenever in sight ? Would it not be easier to just let go and get on with whatever life she has left ? I have told her this, but my words seems to be hitting a brick wall.

Please, don't tell me about feelings, its only so much that feelings could fulfill. It won't stave your hunger would it ?

Miss You Guys

Went over to a dear friend's blog this morning. It just crossed my mind, wondering whats going on in her life. That particular post of hers about a recent visit to Seremban made me really miss their company. They started out as my then girlfriend's chums. Back when I was still in tight jeans and many kilos less. As me and girlfriend's relationship worked out to marriage, they became my good friends too. Somehow as the years go by, we became constrained by time. Me constantly travelling, my wife jumping from job to job, kids growing up, family and relatives demanding attention. It robs us of the precious weekends that could be used to hang out with those guys.

I miss those times when all we would do is eat, watch TV, gossip, laze around and relax. At first I was saddened by the fact that we were not invited for this recent Seremban get together, but then reality kicks in. Even if we were, it would be nigh impossible to fulfill. I suppose after one too many decline, they might just as well let us be. Perhaps one day, when we get our time back, I'll make sure that my wife and I will hunt them down again. In the mean time, take care guys.

Street Traders

The touristy bits that we see.