line letrik

i like being in a car. a moving car that is. and the driver must not be me, for i like to look out of the window and not the windscreen. the car's window is like an idiot box. to me that is. its frame acted as the tv screen. different views flashes right in front of you every second. woosh view lain, woosh woosh, view yg lain plak...wuu, love it. 

i like to ask questions. may be that's why im clever (heh). ad i like to ask my father these questions. well, i could not ask my mum...(very seldom that i will)...for she will go:"tak tau aku der dik...soklan ape jerlah yg ko tanya nihh???" so, i save these questions that i have for my father.

in his car, NBB 6115, en route to some where.

"yah, ape tu yah? yang macam bola tersangkut kat line line letrik tu?"

"maaaner?"

"tu." aku tunjuk ke atas. ke arah tiang eletrik (kot), alah, yang macam pencawang tu, segi tiga, mcm eiffel tower, bersambung sambung tu.

"oooh tu. org main bola, sepak bola tu kuat sangat, bola tu tersangkut kat situ."

"aaa...wow...kuatnyer org tu yah..." ternganga, looking at the electric thingy passes by, absolutely in amazement.

ya. aku dh tau fungsi bola tu skang.

oh tidak. aku takkan bgtau umur aku masa tu berapa.

now, setiap kali aku nmpk, or lalu bawah pencawang ni...aku akan ingat balik, ape yang ayah dh kelentong aku bulat bulat dulu.cis.