Yesterday was 31st. A quiet 31st August.
I had a three day off, the weekends and the eventful merdeka day on monday. Nothing special happened but i came across a very familiar sight on merdeka eve.
I was driving home from tesco.bought a few cans of coffee to keep me awake throught the night.I need to finish off a few work which i couldve done on the satruday but i didnt. Had to take it till the last day of holidays to settle.You see, to me, holidays are sacred. No work is forceful,rightful enough to be mentioned on my sacred day. So, i sorta trying to finish off last week matters that night.
As it happened, i came across a group of cyclers with flags tied to the tyres and handles.Think theyre from kampung sebelah. A whole gang of indian boys, aged in their teens carrying backpacks and water bottles. So i gave them a headlight and thumbs up as i pass by. They made noises. They must be going on some merdeka tour or something cause i had the same thing back when i was 12. not exactly the same event going on, just the mind set.
We had kak dilah stayed over that night. We were living in Setapak then. So as innocent as we could be, we planned something out. Something for us to boast to our favourite friends the next day we wake up. Innocent at 12 and 14, our world was flat and square. We count down-ed and waiting for 12 pm. The moment midnight came, we pronounced "yea.tade sape jage sampai kul 12!!! Merdeka!". As if 12 was the 12th hour (?). We cheered, talk and laugh till 1230. By 1235, our innocent soul cant take the heap. We were all asleep. The next day, ma dad scolded us for being noisy at 12.
It was funny looking back. I learn something good that night, worth staying up for; the earth is round and bold, no matter how you see it. I got wiser by the midnight.Hah.funny. So as i got home, id hope the kids learned what i did and not get scolded for what theyre doing. Let them and their spirits of merdeka cycle through town. Let them learn.
I had a three day off, the weekends and the eventful merdeka day on monday. Nothing special happened but i came across a very familiar sight on merdeka eve.
I was driving home from tesco.bought a few cans of coffee to keep me awake throught the night.I need to finish off a few work which i couldve done on the satruday but i didnt. Had to take it till the last day of holidays to settle.You see, to me, holidays are sacred. No work is forceful,rightful enough to be mentioned on my sacred day. So, i sorta trying to finish off last week matters that night.
As it happened, i came across a group of cyclers with flags tied to the tyres and handles.Think theyre from kampung sebelah. A whole gang of indian boys, aged in their teens carrying backpacks and water bottles. So i gave them a headlight and thumbs up as i pass by. They made noises. They must be going on some merdeka tour or something cause i had the same thing back when i was 12. not exactly the same event going on, just the mind set.
We had kak dilah stayed over that night. We were living in Setapak then. So as innocent as we could be, we planned something out. Something for us to boast to our favourite friends the next day we wake up. Innocent at 12 and 14, our world was flat and square. We count down-ed and waiting for 12 pm. The moment midnight came, we pronounced "yea.tade sape jage sampai kul 12!!! Merdeka!". As if 12 was the 12th hour (?). We cheered, talk and laugh till 1230. By 1235, our innocent soul cant take the heap. We were all asleep. The next day, ma dad scolded us for being noisy at 12.
It was funny looking back. I learn something good that night, worth staying up for; the earth is round and bold, no matter how you see it. I got wiser by the midnight.Hah.funny. So as i got home, id hope the kids learned what i did and not get scolded for what theyre doing. Let them and their spirits of merdeka cycle through town. Let them learn.
3 comments:
hihi.. nnti ajak ar anak2 k0 raikn skali bila da k0l 12.. =)
slamat arie merdeka dear..
tbe2 ak teringat dak2 naek basikal bawak bendera kat bandar kt ngah hujan~~
ak dlm bas odw nk balik kl~~
titon!haha!
balik kl? dari kampungkah kamu?
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