Beautiful.Mind.Life

My family and I managed to get ourselves back to Alor Setar, despite the hectic schedule we were having, here in Kemaman. I got back from offshore just a day before the long 4-days weekend, and surely, we couldn’t afford to lose that precious weekend + CNY. Yeap, we were late. I planned to leave the same day I landed, but fatigue prevented me. So we left on Friday evening at 4 p.m, and arrived safely exactly 5 a.m, Saturday morning, thanks to the weird traffic jam we had gone through.

Few weeks ago, our old friends from primary school (yes, darling. I met my wife the first time when we were in Standard 3. Amazing, huh?) had organized to have a bowling session during this year’s CNY. Although there were so few of us turned up despite a ‘busy’ thread in Facebook, we had fun. Some of us didn’t manage to show up due to personal reasons. No blames, though. I understand that as we grow up, it gets harder and harder to commit to something not so important, like silly-willy bowling we had, few days ago.

Truthfully, the bowling is just a game. What matters is that we finally got the chance to meet each other, after so many years, and had good laughs on those who bowled more in the drain than on the lane. We had good chat of what’s-up-now and how’s-life-going-on. We shared ghost stories at the legendary ‘Iman kuetiaw kerang’, awkwardly at midnight.

Even our beloved Standard 6 class teacher showed up, despite being busy with late night tuition class. And yes, he was one of them, whom I describe as ‘bowled more in the drain than on the lane’.

It was a good night. It got better, as I won both games with an average score of 150. Not bad at all, haha.

Looking forward for our next battle, guys!

Some of us. Tauke rusa muka tension tak dapat kejar markah aku. Haha.

No comment. Hahahahahahahahahahaha…..

Plus a few others that left earlier, these were the faces who came that night. Seriously, we can do better than this. Next reunion, anyone?

PS: Cikgu Anuar kecik ke aku yang besar?

Imran’s voice woke me up this morning. My family members were all up already. Yup, that includes my parents, sisters and brother. They are all here, enjoying holidays.

As part of my morning routine, I checked my phone before taking a shower. There were two SMS-es. One from Eddie, and the other was from an unknown number. Surely, someone from the 9600 brotherhood, as he sent the same exact message as Eddie did. Pondar aka Azil Afiq, my fellow 9600, was involved in a fatal road accident.

This is, by far, a very shocking news, if not the most (the most shocking news in my entire life was to find my also a fellow 9600 in the front page of Sunday’s news, accused of a first degree murder of a doctor). He was fun. He was loud. He was crazy. He was a 9600, he was my Sulaiman’s mate. And he was still very young. At 26, death is something that I believe, very inappropriate. But God has planned everything. God has decided our destiny.

We hadn’t seen each other for a very long time. I’m from Alor Setar and he was from Labuan. I’m working in Terengganu, and very few of 9600s work here too. We parted ways when we left school. We met few times after that, but none then. Still, he was a friend. A good friend. In school, we called ourselves brothers.

Sad and shocked, were the only feelings I had this morning, despite being happy with my family around here. Nothing can be done. The other 9600s will be having ‘tahlil’ and ‘solat jenazah’ at MCOBA Penthouse tonight. As much as I wanted to be there, I have to say that I just can’t. I’m sorry.

Pondar, may God bless you, and may He places you among those good people. You deserved nothing other than good deeds.

PS: Nobody can question of at what age a human being should die appropriately. That’s God’s job to decide. But surely, no one should die on the road.

PSS: Al-Fatihah.

Congratulations to both of you. We had a very tiring trip to Kota Bharu, filled with several enormously exhausting activities, but those tiredness were completely vanished when we saw the two of you, sweetly next to each other, looking ahead for your new chapter of life.

Once again, Selamat Pengantin Baru, Shahrul Aidil & Norsyezlin (let me know if your names are wrongly spelt).

PS: Gambar bawah, yang kanan sekali tu adalah experienced wife. Bolehla kalau nak minta tunjuk ajar =)

PPS: Goodie-bag-CD…jiwang gile! But great idea though. Never heard anyone has done that before.

We had our breakfast last night in Kemaman’s Room at Awana Kijal. A decent room with warm ambient, better food than last year (all the previous years in fact). New caterer perhaps. But still, I won’t pay such an amount of money to have dinner over there again. Unless it’s free like last night.

Imran was the limelight, maybe because he’s the youngest. Or maybe because everyone was expecting to see him. Or maybe simply becase he’s too cute to resist (papa’s son, where else would you think he gets his cuteness?).

Well, he almost scream last night, right after that funny guy announced we can start the food feast. But we somehow managed to put him into sleep, and eat happily ever after.

We left at almost 8PM. Heavy-headed and filled-tummy. There goes my diet, yet again.

Click on the picture for more images in Flickr.

PS: Mrs. Herbalife, I will need your great product again the soonest after Eid.

PSS: Ms. Coach, your order is done.

PSSS: Oh, free breakfast feast again tonight? Text me the place!

I was on SKYPE, chatting with an old friend. We came up to the where-to-have-breakfast-today topic. I copied the conversation below from SKYPE as I find it crazily amusing:

FRIEND: berbuke kat mane arini

tak p param ke?

MIND : param? mana tu?

apsal cam nama pelakon india tuh je?

FRIEND: PAsar RAMadhan la

pelakon india tu ANAMALAY

And within the quietness of the office, suddenly a huge laughter bursted out. A psychotic one, in fact.

PS: Tak bole tahan….