My Special Friend

Isn't it funny
How some special people
Don't realize they are special at all?
They thoughtful
Without even thinking about it.
They're always right there
When you call
They share, not expecting
A thing in return.
Yet always seem richer
forgiving...
Isn't it love how
Those special people
Can teach us
So much about living!
You're one of those Special One!

My Kampung Life

It is a pleasure for me to talk about my kampung life. As a kid I am a hardcore kampung boy. I was grown up in a small village in Tanah Merah, Kelantan. My house is surrounded by mini jungle. When I was young, there was a rubber plantation, nearby the house. As the rubber tree is getting old and produced less latex, my father cut it off and sold it to the furniture maker.

I remember when I was young the bushes around my house was my playground. With my brother (1 year older, now work in Kota Bharu) and young sister (2 years younger, studies in UiTM Dungun), we explored every inches of the bushes. Our snack is rather simple...hahaa... We use to chew buah kenerai/cenerai, the small green berries produced by a small tree.The fruit is useful as bullets for our bamboo gun too....Or sometime we just chew pucuk kandis ( yarghhh.... its really sour until you can feel the pulling effect at your jaw...) with pinch of salt.It's like you're chewing a bubble gum..... You suck the liquid away and spit out the hampas... :). One thing i really don't like about this pucuk kandis(garcinia spp.) is it will give you a bitter taste that last for quite sometime. Other snack are buah mata ayam(ardisia crispa), buah samak(euginia palembanica) and buah kerian.

With a group of friends we used to play police sentry at the bendang there.There were a few time when my aunts ask us to pick the rumput jarum Emas (striga asiatica) for her as one of the ingredients for the afterbirth medicine. There are quite interesting when we try to competing with each other, to collected most! So instead of playing police sentry we kept racing for the jarum emas, which sometime turned into fight....:) some have scars to prove that...(grin)

I have sweet memories of catching fish, swimming in the swamp and river nearby the bendang there, rolling over the hill of grasses and paddy straw. Sometime when I close my eyes, I still can imagine my playground; smell the grass, the paddy field and the mud. There was one time when I catch something like a snake with my bare hand, mistaken it for a fish. Little that I know that the snake also in the same mission as me, try to catch the fish for dinner... :)

Life was hard...really, really hard, but when I look back, I just remember those old sweet memories. We used to enjoy our sweet time, lying down on the field watching the sky and try to figure out the cloud shape. But watch out!!!...while lying down my friends said you should not let the eagle fly over you or you will be a dead meat. Hahaha... now I know when I ask, my mother explains the bluff just not to let us lie on the ground and dirty our shirts, as we don’t have many.

I guess that experience brought me up to be what I am today. Even I’ve been living in the city for 2 years (because I need to complete 4 years here in USM), I still crave for the kampung life...

I’ll talk more about my kampung life next time... till then ...bye...

what's the problem?

one night, when i have conversation with my friends, then he suddenly ask me:

"sham, what you will do if you are rich?"

oh, let see... mm, actually his question make me think for a while.
until this third semester in USM, i never think about getting rich.

then, i realize when he called my name twice and then laugh at me!
then he ask me again.

rich... it so subjective... I'm to busy to coop with my assignment, ROTU activity and committee also...live is so busy! until no time to think. i have already got my PTPTN, but this semester i spent almost my money to buy new laptop, so no enough money now!

The last time in Pahang Matriculation College, i remember got allowance about RM1000 ( that value is high enough for a student) each semester , still not enough. although i spent it in the right ways, but i still rely on my mom to bank-in the money.

now, in USM, it's still not enough after getting RM3500 each semester? and what the relation between rich?

oh, i don't want to think too much..

mr. XY : "have you got a... someone special, someone you are admire most?"


me : '...mm, you mean a girlfriend?"
hahaha! why you ask this question like this?

mr. XY :i know many girls looking for you! they are really like to see your face.. not so handsome, but something interesting on your face when you smile..."

"oh, really? i never realize that!"

At this point, he laugh at me!
"hey, come on! tell me quickly!".

"what are you mumbling about?
are you say something to me?"

"hello! don't show your innocent face.
tell me who is your princess?"

"hey, i'm still single. no wonder i can smile to anybody i see.
satisfied enough?"

he is not satisfied with my answer, and force to to tell him!!
sorry man, i don't want tell you about my status.
secret!!

"mm, if you don't want tell to me now, you can tell me later..
hey, you are single rite now? how about get sahur with me!
you are single,right?"

ok, let go now! cafe is still open...
but, what the relation about rich, couples, and belanja sahur?
i still confuse...