it's the last working day before raya... and I worked until 4.30. pathetic gila. no, I didn't spend the time googling and such. I really sat down and did my work, even lebih tekun dari hari2 biasa...haha.
selamat hari raya!
selamat hari raya!
Friday, August 17
Tuesday, August 14
it's raya again
It's already been a month after Jignu passed away. I never failed to call his name out loud whenever i pass by his grave. Sounds stupid, but i do hope that he could hear me.
It's just a few more days before raya. I didn't make any preparation. What is there to be prepared anyway? Though i often admire my mother's spirit of celebrating raya, sometimes i do hope that she'll come to her senses and stop the routine of making so much rendang and stuffs. Why do we need so much food when we are the ones who'll be finishing them in front of the tv? It's a bless that my mother is busy babysitting AA, or else we'll have berbalang2 kuih raya in the house.
Maybe i should count my blessings. What would we end up without the raya spirit? I suppose i'll be in jeans and shirt after sembahyang raya. If i can find a pet sitter, maybe i'll be holidaying in some corner of the world. Or, kalau masa tu i tengah sengkek and can't afford to go travelling, then i'd probably just head off to office and buat2 sibuk. Sounds pathetic kan? A friend of mine said that he'll be going to malaysian embassy which is about 500km from where he is now to celebrate raya where obviously there are malays than his place. I guess when we are surrounded by unfamiliar environment, we tend to go back to our roots, we tend to miss what we usually have around us.
And that's why, just because i don't favour so much rendang and ketupat, and lagu raya, and everything that comes with it; doesn't mean that i should just ignore and not celebrate raya at all. That's why i still go with my mother's idea. She wants rendang, ok... i'll cut the meats. Ketupat, ...fine. Kena buat kek, ...ye laaa. But deep... very deep inside my heart, i do hope that one day i boleh pegi bercuti, without having to feel guilty of leaving all the FCs and all my other responsibilities behind.
It's just a few more days before raya. I didn't make any preparation. What is there to be prepared anyway? Though i often admire my mother's spirit of celebrating raya, sometimes i do hope that she'll come to her senses and stop the routine of making so much rendang and stuffs. Why do we need so much food when we are the ones who'll be finishing them in front of the tv? It's a bless that my mother is busy babysitting AA, or else we'll have berbalang2 kuih raya in the house.
Maybe i should count my blessings. What would we end up without the raya spirit? I suppose i'll be in jeans and shirt after sembahyang raya. If i can find a pet sitter, maybe i'll be holidaying in some corner of the world. Or, kalau masa tu i tengah sengkek and can't afford to go travelling, then i'd probably just head off to office and buat2 sibuk. Sounds pathetic kan? A friend of mine said that he'll be going to malaysian embassy which is about 500km from where he is now to celebrate raya where obviously there are malays than his place. I guess when we are surrounded by unfamiliar environment, we tend to go back to our roots, we tend to miss what we usually have around us.
And that's why, just because i don't favour so much rendang and ketupat, and lagu raya, and everything that comes with it; doesn't mean that i should just ignore and not celebrate raya at all. That's why i still go with my mother's idea. She wants rendang, ok... i'll cut the meats. Ketupat, ...fine. Kena buat kek, ...ye laaa. But deep... very deep inside my heart, i do hope that one day i boleh pegi bercuti, without having to feel guilty of leaving all the FCs and all my other responsibilities behind.
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