Mission Impossible (?)

Mission I: Operation Garbage Dump


Since we are living in cute kampung community, we have been having problem of getting rid of our garbage. There is no door-to-door garbage pick-up service by the MPKT people in this area. The makciks around here just burn their garbage – contributing to the bad haze in KT.

Hence, on our 2nd day here, we went out in search for a place to dump our garbage. Our 1st location was a huge dumpster that we saw in front of a shopping complex that we visited the night before. So, dengan muka tak malu, I stopped my car close to the dumpster, while my accomplice went out to get the stinky garbage out of my car boot. Rasa macam nak rompak bank laa pulak, coz my partner actually checked out if there was any guards/police around at that time… hehehe.. Padahal nak buang sampah aje..

On our way back, we found two other huge dumpsters about 2 kilometres away from our house. So now we no longer behaved like criminals… Now main campak aje the garbage out of the open window.. Dah terror… hehehe


Mission I accomplished!



Mission II: Operation Wi-Fi tracker


Being so used to having 24/7 connectivity, I felt like a lipas kudung since I came here. Mana tak nya, there were no wi-fi signals around the house. I thought being the neighbour of the MB would give me a chance to surf the net from home. Alangkah keciwanya when I found no single wi-fi signal… Takkan anak MB tak guna Internet kut? Hampa sungguh!

So last Friday, after almost 10 days of no connectivity (cuti raya), I drove around town with my notebook on my lap, trying to track any free wi-fi signals around town. There were actually quite a few on Jalan Sultan Ismail. However, I can’t seem to be able to connect to any of it, either due to the secured connection or weak signals. I went from one building to another, driving ever so slowly, just to get the maximum signal strength. Siap buat illegal U-turns 2-3 times around the block tuh. Pathetic kan….?

Finally, I was able to get a good connection. Punya laa happy… Skali bukak web browser, it prompted for the TM Hotspot password… Hampa lagi!

Not willing to surrender just yet, I went in search for the Hotspot prepaid pack. The only place that I thought would stock it was 7-E, since they sell all sorts of prepaid reloads. I stopped to almost all the 7-Es that I know of – semua never heard of the Hotspot pack. Then I thought of the TM shop, but memang sah cannot get it that day laa kan, since it was a Friday and plus it was close to 7 p.m.

In the end, I gave up and went back home dengan perasaan yang hampa.


Mission II failed!



More missions in KT to come.....

Hari Raya for Bibik - Part III

Part I | Part II


Alhamdulillah bulan Syawal telah kembali. Ini bermakna kita telah sudah menyempurnakan puasa selama sebulan. Itu pun kalau kalian semua berpuasa laa kan.. hehehe…

Tahun ini bibik telah pulang beraya ke Kelantan, setelah lebih kurang 2 tahun beraya di Kuala Lumpur sahaja. Perjalanan pulang ke kampung pada kali ini amat menarik sekali karna bibik memilih untuk pulang melalui jalan persisiran pantai Kuala Terengganu.




Ya Tuhan….. amat kagum sekali bibik melihat keindahan pantai. Lantas bibik tidak habis-habis mengambil foto permandangan yang indah itu. Bukan saja foto pantai, malah foto lembu yang melintas dihadapan mobil bibik, dan foto kambing yang sedang meragut rumput tepi jalan juga bibik ambil.



Memandangkan itulah kali pertama bibik melalui jalan itu untuk pulang ke Kelantan, bibik telah meminta jasa baik teman bibik agar melakarkan pelan perjalanan buat bibik. Pada mulanya agak mudah untuk bibik mengikut pelan tersebut. Tetapi lama-kelaman bingung jadinya karna mungkin bibik terlalu asyik memerhatikan permandangan disekeliling bibik dari menumpukan perhatian kepada pelan itu. Maka asyik sesat sajalah… Nasib baik lah jalan yang bibik lalui itu jalan mati, jika tidak, ya ampun…, mungkin bibik sudah sampai ke London ketika ini…




Setibanya bibik di rumah bapa saudara bibik di Kota Bahru, bibik sudah diberikan tugas untuk menggantung langsir.. Mentang-mentanglah bibik ini paling tinggi, disuruhnya memanjat tangga yang hampir separuh reput itu. Syukur bibik ini kurus, jadi tidaklah patah dua tangga nya.

Oleh karna bibik sudah kempunan kepingin makan McDonalds sejak bibik datang ke Kuala Terengganu, jadi bibik telah memujuk saudara bibik pergi ke McD yang berdekatan pada malam itu juga. Tetapi, bibik telah diduga karna terpaksa merenangi kesesakkan mobil-mobil yang banyak sekali. Ramai sungguh umat Kelantan yang baru pulang dari perantauan. Akhirnya kami sampai ke McD pada jam 11.45 mlm. Jika kami lewat 15 minit, mesti meraung bibik di situ karna McD disitu tutup pada jam 12 mlm.

Setiba dirumah, kami pun lantas membaham burger dan kentang goreng yang dibeli. Ya ampun…. Sungguh lazat sekali… Memang puas hati bibik dapat melantak begitu rupa..

Tetapi pada subuh keesokkan harinya, perut bibik telah dilanda angin puting beliung yang telah mengakibatkan bibik berkurung didalan jamban selama separuh hari. Ntah kenapa begitu, karna setahu bibik orang lain semua makan apa yang bibik makan. Kenapa bibik saorang saja yang kena? Nasib baik bibik diberi kekuatan untuk meneruskan puasa yang terakhir itu, walaupun lembik selepas habis segala isi perut bibik dikeluarkan.

Syukur sakit itu tidak berlarutan. Maka dapatlah bibik bermain bunga api dengan anak sepupu bibik yang baru pertama kali memegang bunga api pada malam raya. Seronok juga rasanya karna sudah berzaman bibik tidak bermain bunga api.




Bibik juga tidak ketinggalan untuk melaksanakan tugas bibik didapur. Bibik telah berjaya meng’influence’ saudara bibik agar menambahkan menu nasi impit dan kuah kacang ke dalam menu lebaran mereka. Jika tidak, mereka selalunya hanya menyediakan menu nasi dagang sahaja pada pagi lebaran. Sungguh tidak kena lah pada pandangan bibik.. Raya kenalah ada ketupat dan kuah kacang. Lagi enak jika ditambah kuah lodeh dan rendang danging. Tidak ketinggalan, atas permintaan ramai, bibik terpaksa laa berhempas pulas di dapur untuk menyediakan chocolate brownies sehingga ke jam 3 pagi. Sungguh capekkk….

Lebaran pada kali ini bibik berkesempatan menyaksikan berbagai episode kehidupan yang selama ini tidak bibik endahkan. Bibik mula sedar bahawa tragedi yang berlaku didalam sesebuah keluarga adalah satu dugaan Tuhan kepada kita. Bibik sedar bahawa walaupun sesuatu itu tidak boleh dilihat dengan mata kasar, tidak bermakna ianya tidak wujud. Bibik juga sedar bahawa perjalanan hidup ini memang sukar, walaupun berpandukan pelan perjalananan yang paling impressive.




Kini bibik telah kembali ke Kuala Terengganu dengan hidung yang tersumbat dan tekak yang amat gatal sekali. Demam….. Mungkin karna bibik telah dinaikkan pangkat menjadi supir pada Lebaran kali ini. Capek bibik dibuatnya. Didapur pun bibik nolong, di jalan raya pun bibik nolong.

the massive traffic in Kuala Terengganu

Bagaimakah Lebaran kalian pada tahun ini?

Lonely Ramadhan....

This might be my last post before Raya for I will be on leave from tomorrow til the next Sunday.. (saje jek nak emphasize that I cuti lama.. hehehe...)

So... It's almost the end of Ramadhan. It saddens me that I didn't get to enjoy it that much this year as I used to. I only managed to squeeze in 4 or 5 terawikh sessions this year. Terawikh used to be one of my favorite event during Ramadhan. Hence, I felt as if my Ramadhan this year is not complete.

On the other hand, this Ramadhan was the first Ramadhan in 8 years that I got to berbuka with the only grandma I have left at her house (my kampung) which I haven't visited since my parent's divorce. It kinda reminded me of the good old days where we used to go back a few days early before hari raya and make all the necessary preparation for the big day. It also made me realised that our lives had changed tremendously in the span on 8 years. Changes that had lead us on a separate course of life. Changes that had turned us all into strangers.

This Ramadhan also had witnessed me living my life in solitary. It was no doubt a lonely journey despite being around new surroundings and warm kind people. I chose to be alone, just to clear off my mind and soul. I needed the time away from all the problems that had been haunting me for the past few months. Have I found the peace that I seek for? Ntah laa....

It has been a long, adventurous and lonely Ramadhan for me. Am hoping that Syawal will emit some bright new hopes for me to continue my journey on this uncharted path.


How was your Ramadhan?

Selamat Hari Raya
&
Maaf Zahir Batin

to everyone that reads this stupid rambling space of mine...
May all of you have a blessed Syawal with your love ones...

binx: it's a lonely world...

My iftar adventure...

Since I'm left alone to fend for myself til Raya, I decided to venture out for iftar yesterday. There's no point in cooking a meal for one... Buang karan aje..

After checking with my ever reliable "KT Directory" a.k.a the newly appointed (by me) town mayor, we found out that even to berbuka puasa at the fast food joint pun have to be there as early as 5 p.m. If not, there will be no guarantee that you'll get any seats at all. So that option was scratched out from my list. What's the point of going there at 5 and melanguk for the next 2 hours kan...

He then suggested a local bistro by the Batu Buruk beach called Tropix. According to him and another colleague, the place is very hip laa amongst the KT ppl nieh. So, my colleague and I decided to check it out laa kan. When we arrived, we saw that they have laid out a buffet spread for RM22/pax. I thought it was kind of expensive lar for the amount and type of dishes that they were serving. When asked if we can order ala carte, they said that ala carte is only served after the Maghrib prayer. So dengan hampa nya we made our way back to the car.

After driving out the lane, we saw the well-praised Restoran Nil and thought that we should actually check it out. Parked the car, crossed the street and was smiling when we saw that there were actually one last empty table that was not already filled with delicious food and drinks. Mind you, the restaurant was actually empty when we got there, just that all the tables aje yang penuh with foods. I guess all the KT people suma call and book ahead laa kut kan.. We all aje yang dungu main redah aje all the food joints. So, when asked, we were actually brushed off by the rude waiter saying that there were no more tables left. Even the empty table were reserved.

Sedey giler ok... and it was already 6.40 p.m. by then. We here berbuka at 6.55 p.m.

In the end, we decided to head to KFC. How pack can it be laa kan... The KFC in TTDI is usually dead during the iftar time.

We were really shocked when we walked through the restaurant's door. There were no more tables left!! And the queue at the counter were still long!! So, nak tanak, we queued up jugak laa kan.. Dah nak dekat berbuka, there was no time to look for other places to eat. As my colleague queued for the food, I went around with muka tebal and asked each and every table if they have 2 seats to spare. Cause according to the worker there, people usually occupy the long tables despite having only 4 people in the group - 'jual ikang' sungguh mereka ini laa.. I was welcomed with angry stares and rude remarks when I asked them, so I gave up in the end and decided to just tapau the food and eat at my place.

However, 30 secs before berbuka, and still halfway in the queue, we saw one chinese couple got up from their table and left. Alhamdulillah... memang it was our rezeki to actually berbuka there. So we managed to get the table and ate our chickens in peace.

That was the most adventurous iftar ever... Scouting for place to eat.. Battling for seats... *sigh* At this point of time, I really miss the ample eating joints in KL... Orang KT nieh suma tak masak ke ek? All the restaurants and pasar ramadhan will be packed with people every single day...




binx: i want McD...!

Terima kasih daun keladi...

Someone told me that I have done nothing but to criticise his town and its people since I came here. Well, it’s not all true…

For one thing, I have one person to thank for making my stay in this town bearable. This person has been giving me info about the town, from where to get the essential items for the household to giving out direction to the nearest roti canai joint in town. I don’t know what I would do without this ‘local directory’ of mine.

This person had even gone out of his way to introduce me to another kind soul in this town when I was faced with an unfortunate mishap. With their help, my car’s front bumper had gone from…


this…



to this…



than this…




Amazing ain’t it?


The 2nd guy, Mr. H, didn’t just stop there… This guy had gone out of his way to drive me to the nearest market when I can’t find any store that opens at 8 a.m. And when I mentioned that I was trying to find time to renew my driving license, which I recently discovered had expired since June, he offered to actually have it renewed for me – with no extra charge. His kindness really took me by surprise. Never had I met any mechanic that would provide such extra service. Most of the mechanics in KL only think about the profit that they are gonna make out of you.

Hence, despite the slang and other quirks that I still find a wee bit weird, there are still kind souls in this town… The town with no McD.. uwwwwaaa.. I miss my weekly dosage of McD…




binx: i hate sundays!!!

I keep on falling.....

While busy preparing the Board papers for a meeting next week, the Company Secretary decided to share a funny story that had happened 30 years ago in one company's Board meeting...

Director A, who was also a Yang Berhormat, was one of the directors that attended the meeting. He was sitting opposite the said Company Secretary and was busy swiveling his chair throughout the meeting. Please note that during that time, the swivel chairs were still new. Hence, Director A was enjoying the excitement of the swivel chair.

Suddenly, 20 minutes into the meeting, the Company Secretary noticed that Director A's chair was empty. Even the Chairman noticed it

CS: Tiba-tiba tengok Director A hilang....
Us: Mana dia pegi?
CS: Dia duk syok swivel in his chair, suddenly ter'slip' jatuh kerusi
Us: *rotflol*
CS: I masa tuh duk tahan nak gelak...
CS: Mana boleh gelak time meeting, dah laa ada 8 other directors
Us: Then what happened?
CS: The Chairman didn't know what to do...
CS: So he actually checked under the table to make sure Director A was there..
Us: *rotflol*
CS: Director A then climbed back on his chair, while duk betulkan songkok dia
CS: Muka dia control aje..
CS: The director next to me was poking me with his elbow trying hard not to laugh
Us: *rotflol*

Sakit perut we all gelak... Sampai keluar air mata...


Another story about falling was told by the father of a 3 year-old boy.

Dad: You know what happened the other day?
Me: No.. what happened?
Dad: My kid went out with his brother...
Dad: And being the typical perasan besar kid that he is..
Dad: He wouldn't let the brother hold his hand...
Dad: So the brother assume that the lil' kid will follow him lar..
Dad: Tiba-tiba tgk adik dia dah hilang..
Me: Where did he go?
Dad: The brother retraced his steps, tgk2 adik dia dalam longkang..
Me: *rotflol*
Dad: Brother dia tanya ah camne bley jatuh longkang..
Dad: and the lil kid jawab...

"Abe nyo langkoh besar, adik nyo langkoh kechek.. Skali adik langkoh longke' jatuh... Habih keno air char.. Busuk banga adik..."

Translation: "Your steps are bigger than mine. So when I tried to step over the drain, I fell.. And now I'm covered with sewer water and I'm all smelly"


Me: *rotflol*

One final story about falling...

This happened almost 10 years ago in my old school.

While we were having our lunch at the dining hall, which were facing the guy's dorm, we saw my classmate, Toron walking towards the hall. He was walking along the drain with another friend.

Then suddenly, out of the blue (takde angin takde ribut) we saw him with his two legs on one side of the drain and his two hands on the other side of the drain. His body was facing up, macam kura-kura terbalik gitu...

I guess he didn't think that anyone would notice it cause he quickly straightened up and walk straight to the hall to get his lunch as if nothing happened. Only a few of us that saw the incident had a good hard laugh at him in class the next day.

I bet you would have your share of stories about falling incidents.. Do share it with us...


Have a great weekend people.. Make sure you don't fall k..




binx: selok perut gelok

Nanananana... Gannu kite....

Warning: Post ntah ape2.. read at your own risk...


Macang gini cerite nye… Since datang sini, saye asyik suke (gelak) aje,… Mana dok nye…

1st day kami sampai, singgah laa dekat se gerai tepi jalang dekat dengang Rantau Abang for berbuka. Dok dang nak berbuka dekat KT sebab jalang jeng the whole way.. Sampai2 aje, kakak gerai tuh tanye…

Kakak: Maghi jual ke dik? (sambil tunjuk ke kereta saye hok penuh dengang barang)
Saye: Tak ah kak..
Aunty: Anak saye nieh nak masuk sekolah…
Kakak: Oooo.. Ingat nak jual…

Gelak laa kejap kang… Ade ke datang jauh2 nak jual batang mop se, berus toilet se, tilam se, periuk nasi se, dang laing2.

Lepas tuh, time nak order makang, gelak se-round lagi…

Saye: Kak, nak order..
Kakak: Nak makang apa dik?
Saye: Apa ada kak?
Kakak: Sup tulam…
Saye: Sup apa kak?
Kakak: Sup tulam.. (sambil tunjuk papang tanda)
Saye: ooOOoo… sup tulang… boleh la kak…
Aunty & Saye: kakakakaka.. creatip sungguh bahse kakak nieh…

Sambil tengah makang, kakak menjerit…

Kakak: Mek..! Abang pakai kasut itang tuh order sup tulam…!

Wakakaka… Abang jalang2 pakai kasut itang datang makang sup tulam…


Masa kami jalang2 dekat pasar ramadhang, macang2 laa kami dengar/tengok hok buat kami gelak…

Satu papang tanda: “Murtabat RM1.00”

Dok dang saye nak amik gambar sebab bile saye bawok klua camera saye hok besa tuh, semua orang tengok. Pokcik hok buak ‘murtabat’ tuh pung tanya saye…

Pokcik: Eh.. amik gambar ke dik?
Saye: Buleh ke pokcik?
Pokcik: Buleh…
Pokcik: Masuk Majalah 3 ke dik?
Saye: *tergamam*
Saye: Tak laa pokcik.. masuk majalah Remaja je…

Pokcik pung bergaye ler menebar murtabat itu… Ciang Pokcik tuh nanti gi beli betul majalah Remaja tuh.. hehehe…

Hari nieh pulok, mechanic hok duk bekki kete saye gave me a tour of KT… Dok jalang2 tuh dia pung sebut ah nama tempat tuh..

Mechanic: tempak nieh namanye Cheghung Lanjut
Saye: Chegung?
Mechanic: Ho lar.. dulu tempak nieh tempak air lalu dari bukit..
Saye: ooOOoo.. cerun eh…?
Mechanic: Ho lar…
Mechanic: Jalang nieh dok jeng.. Kalu lalu jalang besar tuh jeng giler…
Saye: oooook….

Jeng… jeng… jeng…

Saye rasa by the end of the month, mesti saye pung cakap macang orang Gannu. Mana dok nye… asyik jalang2, jalang jeng, gi makang kepok lekor, ikang & ais kreng goreng dengang anging pantai batu buruk hok dok buruk tuh aje…

eeeh.. tak mbooh ambo... tak mboooh…

by the way, this is my current address...

binx: Gannu ppl… don’t sue me k… lawak2 aje… ;)