I'm getting way too old for this.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
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"I think Tennyson got it right in the poem when he described someone as having died at a young age but burning the candles at both ends, and oh what a beautiful flame he made, that was Heath, what a beautiful flame he made and a great talent."
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
home again
am at work.
i haven't had enough sleep. i need more.
the plane touchdown at 10.35pm yesterday. haven't even unpacked yet. and D was banging on his new toy, the gendang.
he was already banging away at the airport.
babe, i think you should stop it.
kenapa?
you're starting to irritate some people.
sape ntah?
that man over there keeps glaring and this guy over here is staring too.
hek elehhh..
i'll blog more with pictures. later.
both trips.
thailand and east malaysia.
maybe. if i manage to catch some good sleep.
if i manage to hide that huge gendang.
i haven't had enough sleep. i need more.
the plane touchdown at 10.35pm yesterday. haven't even unpacked yet. and D was banging on his new toy, the gendang.
he was already banging away at the airport.
babe, i think you should stop it.
kenapa?
you're starting to irritate some people.
sape ntah?
that man over there keeps glaring and this guy over here is staring too.
hek elehhh..
i'll blog more with pictures. later.
both trips.
thailand and east malaysia.
maybe. if i manage to catch some good sleep.
if i manage to hide that huge gendang.
Saturday, January 05, 2008
love.
about less than two weeks back, the family went to to melaka to celebrate the wedding of one of my closest cousins, Reen (blog entry April 04, 2007).
she was giddy with excitement. hell, we were giddy with excitement. she waited so long for this moment to arrive. this was her high school love, her first love. seperated 7 years during varsity they found each other again and got engaged within a month and now they were getting married!
they went to school together in temerloh, back when her father was a police officer there. now retired, the family moved back to melaka. her mother's hometown. we arrived around 5pm. the akad was scheduled at 9.30pm. The five hantaran trays were still empty since Mummy had offered to buy stuff for her. my sisters and I were so sibuk2 helping the do this and that. decorating the hantaran and what not. since the preparations for my wedding were all done by the planner, it was fun having a hand a helping out. cantik? erm i don't know. but it sure was fun. heh.
Reen and her fiance, W came over to our house few times before the wedding. One time we took them to dinner. One time, they came for the open house. One time to deliver their wedding invites. Nice guy. Funny too. I could see she was extremely happy.W obviously cared a lot for her. W even paid for all her herbalife shakes. What a catch.
Anyways.
Everything was smooth and they were pronounce husband and wife, sekali lafaz. We spent a bit of time with them. Snapped pictures, had a few laughs. Talked about the reception tomorrow. Talked about everything. There was a bunch of us. Her mak andam, her photographer and his fiance. It was a merry merry night.
The reception the next day was great too despite the slight drizzle. She was so excited, chatting with us a mile a minute while getting prepped up. We sat with her the whole time. She wanted one of us to hold her umbrella and one of us to hold the kipas. So my sisters did. Me and D watched from under the canopy as the groom arrived and the bride went to meet him. D told me ' Look at her dad. Look, look! He looks so proud'.
We stayed for the entire ceremony. Tonnes of pictures were taken. Mummy calls us the Photogediks. Reen came up to us. She told us excitedly 'Tadi kan Kak S, kitorang dah buat photosession tepi beach best sangat tau! Kejap lagi nak pergi A Famosa pulak tangkap gambar lagi!!' Wow. Thats gonna be one hell of a photo album I thought to myself. We even watched them get photographed in the bedroom.
After all the guests had left, we left for the city. Three days after we left for Thailand. Mummy said she called while Mummy was on the way (Mummy arrived a day after we did). She was at our house and wanted to meet up with everybody. Mummy told her we were all in Thailand. 'Alaaaa...kenapa tak bagitau? Nak ikut! Tak honeymoon lagi..' Mummy told her it was a last minute planned thingy and she and her husband were welcome to join us to our our next Jakarta trip in March. Reen said yes, for sure they would come with us.
I resumed work on Tuesday. She called me at the office. It was her first day too.
'Kak S, haritu camera sape yang amik semua gambar wedding kite tu?'
' Camera kak S la. kenapa?'
'Kite nak semua gambar2 tu boleh tak? Please? Sebab kalau tunggu photographer kan lambat lagi'
'Memang la! Korang kawin baru 10 hari takkan la dah siap! I had to wait brape bulan tau!'
'Hahaha. Nak semua gambar okay? Gambar photogediks korang pun nak jugak!'
'Heh. Okies. Tapi tak boleh harini. Esok okay. Sbb camera kat rumah'
'Nanti email okay?'
'Okay!'
The following day I woke up a little late. Manage to transfer only half of the photos to my thumbdrive and brought them to the office. The whole day I was busy. Couldn't even fine time to attach the photos to the email. I decided that I would copy the rest of the photos tonite and email her the whole lot tomorrow, first thing in the morning.
Then yesterday boss called me in to join her for an emergency meeting at 9.30am. I thought that I probably email the pictures during my two hour lunchbreak. D called during the meeting. I whispered to him that i was in a Meeting and hung up. Seconds later, Mummy called. I stared at the phone. Blinking.
Should I take this call?
If Mummy calls during work, its usually regarding a fantastic airasia deal.
Blinking.
I grabbed the phone and shut the meeting room door behind me.
Mummy broke the news to me.
Reen's husband W was killed this morning in a hit and run accident.
After hanging the phone, I stood there in a dazed. I walked back to the office. Called D. Called my sister. Nobody could quite believe what had happened. I sat back in the meeting room. Stared the date on my organizer. 4th January. 12 days after the wedding. I was numb.
D called me again. He told me where should we go? I said I'll call Mummy first. Mummy was already at the mortuary. I told her D and me were coming. Papa came along with us.
The minute we got there Mummy was waiting at the mortuary hallway, she signaled to the three of us to follow her inside. There he was. Head to toe covered in white. Reen's father opened the cloth covering his face. His forehead was stiched. The left-side of his face was dented and sunken in. Despite that, his eyes, nose and mouth were unaffected. I stared at the pale face in front of me.
He was hit and run by a car. He was out buying supplies for his construction firm which he preferred to do so by motorbike even though he had a company car as he hated being trapped in traffic. He died of impact when he flew into the air and crashed into a concrete divider.
The doctor who performed the post-mortem told Mummy, that his skull was fractured in two places, his ribs broken and punctured his liver. The doctor said he died instantly.
I hugged Reen. She cried in my arms. She sobbed quitely on my shoulders. 'Kejap sangat kite dapat kenal die Kak S'...
The photographer and his fiance arrived later. He was in shock. His fiance told me they had just met two days back. Reen and W insisted that they wanted to see the pictures.
'Tak tau la kenapa..sebab selalu nye memang kitorang tak bagi lansung selagi tak siap. Tapi sbb diorang beria2 sangat nak tengok, kitorang burn je semua dalam CD. tak edit pun. Gambar yang tak elok pun burn jugak sbb die nak cepat. We met kat McD ampang park. Diorang makan sambil gelak2 tengok gambar'
He was buried at 6 in Melaka yesterday. We arrived late. Around 9pm.
Reen told me they had just moved in to the house three days ago. Reen told me stuff were still unpacked. She was in a lighter mood. I think she was still in a state of shock. She pulled my hand and took me aside.
'Tadi mase naik van jenazah, kite nampak W naik motor kat sebelah van tu. Die tenung je kite. Kite cakap kat mak kite..mak tu W! Mak kite kate bukan, bukan sbb W ade dgn kite dalam van ni. Tapi memang kite nampak die kak S. Die kat sebelah van tu. Die tengok je kite, lame2 lepas tu die tutup visor motor pastu masuk simpang tu die terus hilang'.
I took her hand and persuaded her to eat. She kept on talking.
She told me that the first day they moved in, he took her all over town. He told her the shortest routes, the nearest roads. He told her where to buy stuff, how to get to places. He told her she had to know her way around since he couldnt always be there.
She told me every morning he would make her herbalife shakes, iron her work clothes and mop the house before leaving for work.
She told me they had a long conversation before going to bed that very last night. He told her that he was now a very happy man. Everything he ever wanted he had found in Reen and now he wanted to move back to Melaka. He told her his new life was there. He told her to get a transfer back to Melaka.
Honestly in moments like these, there's not much that I could say except to just hold her hands and smile at all the memories she was sharing with me.
It was the last thing she said to me last night before I left that really reminded me of what I have. She held my hand, smiled at me and told me softly,
'Jaga husband elok2 tau, buat baik2 dgn die. Kak S jgnla garang sangat. Tengok macam kite sekejap je dapat sayang W. Nak jumpe lagi sekali kat syurga lambat lagi ..'
My heart bleeds for her and the families. The whole day it was on my mind. They both had a taste of happiness just the way God intended it to be, if only for a while.
Some people are granted a long, long life but never experience love.
Others like, W, live for while but experience true love. Love that went away and came back as a final resting place. His first and his last.
Al-Fatihah.
W and R.
24th December 2007.
she was giddy with excitement. hell, we were giddy with excitement. she waited so long for this moment to arrive. this was her high school love, her first love. seperated 7 years during varsity they found each other again and got engaged within a month and now they were getting married!
they went to school together in temerloh, back when her father was a police officer there. now retired, the family moved back to melaka. her mother's hometown. we arrived around 5pm. the akad was scheduled at 9.30pm. The five hantaran trays were still empty since Mummy had offered to buy stuff for her. my sisters and I were so sibuk2 helping the do this and that. decorating the hantaran and what not. since the preparations for my wedding were all done by the planner, it was fun having a hand a helping out. cantik? erm i don't know. but it sure was fun. heh.
Reen and her fiance, W came over to our house few times before the wedding. One time we took them to dinner. One time, they came for the open house. One time to deliver their wedding invites. Nice guy. Funny too. I could see she was extremely happy.W obviously cared a lot for her. W even paid for all her herbalife shakes. What a catch.
Anyways.
Everything was smooth and they were pronounce husband and wife, sekali lafaz. We spent a bit of time with them. Snapped pictures, had a few laughs. Talked about the reception tomorrow. Talked about everything. There was a bunch of us. Her mak andam, her photographer and his fiance. It was a merry merry night.
The reception the next day was great too despite the slight drizzle. She was so excited, chatting with us a mile a minute while getting prepped up. We sat with her the whole time. She wanted one of us to hold her umbrella and one of us to hold the kipas. So my sisters did. Me and D watched from under the canopy as the groom arrived and the bride went to meet him. D told me ' Look at her dad. Look, look! He looks so proud'.
We stayed for the entire ceremony. Tonnes of pictures were taken. Mummy calls us the Photogediks. Reen came up to us. She told us excitedly 'Tadi kan Kak S, kitorang dah buat photosession tepi beach best sangat tau! Kejap lagi nak pergi A Famosa pulak tangkap gambar lagi!!' Wow. Thats gonna be one hell of a photo album I thought to myself. We even watched them get photographed in the bedroom.
After all the guests had left, we left for the city. Three days after we left for Thailand. Mummy said she called while Mummy was on the way (Mummy arrived a day after we did). She was at our house and wanted to meet up with everybody. Mummy told her we were all in Thailand. 'Alaaaa...kenapa tak bagitau? Nak ikut! Tak honeymoon lagi..' Mummy told her it was a last minute planned thingy and she and her husband were welcome to join us to our our next Jakarta trip in March. Reen said yes, for sure they would come with us.
I resumed work on Tuesday. She called me at the office. It was her first day too.
'Kak S, haritu camera sape yang amik semua gambar wedding kite tu?'
' Camera kak S la. kenapa?'
'Kite nak semua gambar2 tu boleh tak? Please? Sebab kalau tunggu photographer kan lambat lagi'
'Memang la! Korang kawin baru 10 hari takkan la dah siap! I had to wait brape bulan tau!'
'Hahaha. Nak semua gambar okay? Gambar photogediks korang pun nak jugak!'
'Heh. Okies. Tapi tak boleh harini. Esok okay. Sbb camera kat rumah'
'Nanti email okay?'
'Okay!'
The following day I woke up a little late. Manage to transfer only half of the photos to my thumbdrive and brought them to the office. The whole day I was busy. Couldn't even fine time to attach the photos to the email. I decided that I would copy the rest of the photos tonite and email her the whole lot tomorrow, first thing in the morning.
Then yesterday boss called me in to join her for an emergency meeting at 9.30am. I thought that I probably email the pictures during my two hour lunchbreak. D called during the meeting. I whispered to him that i was in a Meeting and hung up. Seconds later, Mummy called. I stared at the phone. Blinking.
Should I take this call?
If Mummy calls during work, its usually regarding a fantastic airasia deal.
Blinking.
I grabbed the phone and shut the meeting room door behind me.
Mummy broke the news to me.
Reen's husband W was killed this morning in a hit and run accident.
After hanging the phone, I stood there in a dazed. I walked back to the office. Called D. Called my sister. Nobody could quite believe what had happened. I sat back in the meeting room. Stared the date on my organizer. 4th January. 12 days after the wedding. I was numb.
D called me again. He told me where should we go? I said I'll call Mummy first. Mummy was already at the mortuary. I told her D and me were coming. Papa came along with us.
The minute we got there Mummy was waiting at the mortuary hallway, she signaled to the three of us to follow her inside. There he was. Head to toe covered in white. Reen's father opened the cloth covering his face. His forehead was stiched. The left-side of his face was dented and sunken in. Despite that, his eyes, nose and mouth were unaffected. I stared at the pale face in front of me.
He was hit and run by a car. He was out buying supplies for his construction firm which he preferred to do so by motorbike even though he had a company car as he hated being trapped in traffic. He died of impact when he flew into the air and crashed into a concrete divider.
The doctor who performed the post-mortem told Mummy, that his skull was fractured in two places, his ribs broken and punctured his liver. The doctor said he died instantly.
I hugged Reen. She cried in my arms. She sobbed quitely on my shoulders. 'Kejap sangat kite dapat kenal die Kak S'...
The photographer and his fiance arrived later. He was in shock. His fiance told me they had just met two days back. Reen and W insisted that they wanted to see the pictures.
'Tak tau la kenapa..sebab selalu nye memang kitorang tak bagi lansung selagi tak siap. Tapi sbb diorang beria2 sangat nak tengok, kitorang burn je semua dalam CD. tak edit pun. Gambar yang tak elok pun burn jugak sbb die nak cepat. We met kat McD ampang park. Diorang makan sambil gelak2 tengok gambar'
He was buried at 6 in Melaka yesterday. We arrived late. Around 9pm.
Reen told me they had just moved in to the house three days ago. Reen told me stuff were still unpacked. She was in a lighter mood. I think she was still in a state of shock. She pulled my hand and took me aside.
'Tadi mase naik van jenazah, kite nampak W naik motor kat sebelah van tu. Die tenung je kite. Kite cakap kat mak kite..mak tu W! Mak kite kate bukan, bukan sbb W ade dgn kite dalam van ni. Tapi memang kite nampak die kak S. Die kat sebelah van tu. Die tengok je kite, lame2 lepas tu die tutup visor motor pastu masuk simpang tu die terus hilang'.
I took her hand and persuaded her to eat. She kept on talking.
She told me that the first day they moved in, he took her all over town. He told her the shortest routes, the nearest roads. He told her where to buy stuff, how to get to places. He told her she had to know her way around since he couldnt always be there.
She told me every morning he would make her herbalife shakes, iron her work clothes and mop the house before leaving for work.
She told me they had a long conversation before going to bed that very last night. He told her that he was now a very happy man. Everything he ever wanted he had found in Reen and now he wanted to move back to Melaka. He told her his new life was there. He told her to get a transfer back to Melaka.
Honestly in moments like these, there's not much that I could say except to just hold her hands and smile at all the memories she was sharing with me.
It was the last thing she said to me last night before I left that really reminded me of what I have. She held my hand, smiled at me and told me softly,
'Jaga husband elok2 tau, buat baik2 dgn die. Kak S jgnla garang sangat. Tengok macam kite sekejap je dapat sayang W. Nak jumpe lagi sekali kat syurga lambat lagi ..'
My heart bleeds for her and the families. The whole day it was on my mind. They both had a taste of happiness just the way God intended it to be, if only for a while.
Some people are granted a long, long life but never experience love.
Others like, W, live for while but experience true love. Love that went away and came back as a final resting place. His first and his last.
Al-Fatihah.
W and R.
24th December 2007.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Conversation.
Friend #1 : I regret buying that car. Now I can't get all emo and quit my job like I always do.
Friend #2 : Suck innit? It's an evil ploy to get us to commit to the job.
Friend #2 : Suck innit? It's an evil ploy to get us to commit to the job.
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