Rojak Mamak

Why lah rojak mamak? Err, because I have no specific issue to write about. I may start with telling you about Kiah and her new handbag but tengah2 jalan karang, I might want to talk about that bintang pilem yang pernah fofuler kerana menyerang lakinya kat lokasi kerana disaspek ada scandal dengan pompuan lain tetiba sekarang keluar gambar berlaga pipi bersama pakai telekung matching. Kau ada? Tak ada..kan?

Okeh...gua sudah pulang. Ke tanah tumpah air peluh. Might we also want to wonder why must we call our hometown our tanah tumpah darah?

Darah I memang nya banyak tertumpah kat UK ni...but if I say, UK ni tanah tumpah darah I, sure satgi ada orang organise pasar malam depan rumah I kan? Melayu yang tidak sedar diri ittew, katanya.

Mathematic perjalanan balik kali ini adalah sungguh pintar. Kami bertolak awal pagi...pukul 6 I dah keluar hutan rimba ambik taxi to KLIA. I didn't sleep. By the time I arrived LHR, it is almost my UK bedtime, so I sleep. All in all, I did not suffer much jetlag. The night before I left KL, MC, ahli sukan berjaya tu balik lambat so sebagai partner yang sangat mithali, I tunggu dia balik (dengan burger bawah pokok). When I get ready, dia pun tido. Yeah..memang chenta sejati. When the taxi arrived, one last hug (mata tutup) and I went. That is us. We don't talk much. The longer we stay (in relationship) together, the more I understand and learn to tolerate. Days where I hope things to change (for better) have gone.

Why should I?

There are so many things to be thankful for. I may not have said this but I am grateful for good friends. We may not have known each other for years but I know they will be there for more years to come. Good friends valued more than Burberry.

There are times when I had enough of useless people around me. Menurut kata-kata loyar sabung ayam yang I sangat value macam I value jam Rolex yang I tak ada, kalau benda or orang tak lekat dengan kita, makna nya memang Allah tak nak dia lekat dengan kita. True. So, so true. The last work meeting before I balik UK, this guy yang kononnya orang kuat Menteri Wanita yang tidak Wanita tu making comments on how I should think about finding a new work partner sebab katanya work partner I tak buat apa-apa. I sat through that meeting hoping dia kena langgar bas. When we done, I cakap dengan MB1, if I have to miss the opportunity of millions, then be it. I may not see or get this so called 'millions' but at least my work partner is there for me and together kita makan cucoq udang rupa roti kirai tu. Errk.

Okay...I want to share this. One of you wrote to me asking about my skill of 'knowing' people. I think he/she meant...I can know what sort of people by looking and talking to them. Ayoyo...I tell you, if I am that good, I'll be a bomoh. Some people are gifted with good instinct. I pulak yang jenis...kalau orang tu dah bagi I bad vibe..I may want to give he/she another go...ye lah, just because you don't like what you hear/see, takkanlah semuanya buruk kan? If you ask me, maybe I shouldn't bother at all, because once orang tu dah bagi I bad vibe, Allah will just show me few more round of bad vibe for me to spell out and knock into my thick scalp that manusia tu memang bad news.

So, yes...kesimpulannya..I am such a bad judge of character. But I can guess. And you all can too...alaa, apa susahnya nak mengagak, kan? Had I 'know' people, all is smooth sailing since. My world have basically revolves around care homes and psychiatrict ward. Little that I know that this world is a big care home and psychiatrict ward.

My bff didatangi masalah recently. Well, she finally got guts to addressed it. My bff is a lovely lady that if I could, I would marry her myself. But I am not in her marriage and as much as I like to guess sana sini situ can be fixed to make things better, I am not 'in' it to know what to fix. If we talk to pompuan yang banyak pengalaman (read..tua) their favourite sentence will always be...ohh, I know men too well. Indirectly, they're either trying to tell you they're bohsia yang berpengalaman dengan ramai jantan...or just makcik yang knows one then knows it all. Err, I think if you pernah berlaki berderet-deret macam Nek Wook (ke apa namanya) or Elizabeth Taylor, takyahlah nak claim you know how it is with jantan. Because one jantan can't be the same with all jantan.

Like..level kekeringan hati masing-masing tak lah sama, kan?

To sum up...we always think that with a little exposure and experience, we can be good at what we are doing. If you are talking about car or computer or alat-alat musik, maybe yes. Ko godak lah benda tu bertahun, sure pandainya.

But spending a little or a lifetime with someone will not make you an expert either.Like, you think kawan lama you..tak akan membuat tahik kat you...nak nak pulak kalau bercakap tu disertai dengan ohh I dah buat bacaan yassin, sembahyang hajat dan berwirid segala. Be surprise that they can bite too.

Just because you berbudi dengan orang...jadi despatch hangkut barang nya maka tidak bermakna dia pula akan bermurah hati jadi despatch you ye? Be surprise that macam-macam hal tak masuk akal pun boleh berlaku.

Ini kan pula roomate kita yang kita tahu pijak semut pun..kena pijak sepuluh kali baru mati...rupa2 nya, mempunyai hati yang sama kering dengan askar Belanda kat Batavia dulu. Who would have thought that a person who was once kalau tak sayang banyak, ada la jugak rasa sayang kat you..sama2 bersusah senang, pokai dan loaded bersama tetiba, dalam hati dan pikirannya think nothing but the worst of you.

Ohh..I cannot brain this. And yes, we cannot know everything even how good we think we are.