mati pucuk

circa 1996

in the car, with my parents, en route to some where. definitely not to australia.

my dad, driving. my mum, may be staring at the dashboard - view limited, orgnyanyer tak tinggi. me, membelek bungkusan akar2 kayu. 

im bored and i love to read, so i read the information on the packet.

kegunaan: kesihatan dalaman badan, sengal sengal badan, cegah deman, batuk batuk ringan, menguatkan sendi sendi badan, menyembuhkan sakit tekak dan mati pucuk.

mati pucuk? ape tu?

"ma, mati pucuk tu ape?"

i can see my mum turned to my dad, perhaps seeking for help (?)

sambil gelak, "bang, baik awak jawab bang..."...gelak lagi.

"awak lah jawab..."...ayah aku gelak juga.

"mati pucuk tu ape yah?"... diaorg gelak. makin kuat.

"ko ni dik, mati pucuk tu bila k**** org lelaki tak leh naik lah." gelak lagi besar. mak aku pon.

aku tenung bungkusan akar kayu tu, lima saat pastu, campak kat tempat kaki sudah...

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.

kasut ni dah kecik

when u still cannot comprehend/differentiate between benda hidup and benda mati.

"ma, kasut ni dh tak muat!" 

"laa...ye ker? kasut ni dah kecik la nih..."

and so, tertanamlah idea, bahawasanya, kaki aku tidak membesar, but instead, kasut itu yang mengecil...bukan salah aku, jika aku tak muat kasut tu lagi...

ya, aku dah tau hukum alam sebenarnyer macam mana.

owh tidak, aku takkan bagitau bila aku sedar hakikat sebenar. 

may be im still in denial, since i can hardly find comfortable and suitable shoes for meself...kaki aku ok, kasut tu yang bermasalah. dammit.

Icha's kasut bulu bulu

ayah terer

"yah, buat lagi yah, buat lagi!!!"

ayah buat lagi.

"waahhh, me (read: may), me, tgk me ayah terer me!"

abang aku (meme) pon, aku rasa, equally terpegun gak kot.

ayah smirked, not smile mind you, but arrogantly smirked.

"ma, ayah terer ma kan..."

mama jeling ala-ala menyampah kat ayah...

"yah, camne ayah drive tak pegang stering tu yah?? tak accident pon...terernyer ayah...buat lagi yah!!"

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this was one of the tricks yang ayah suka buat masa dia drive - memandu tanpa pegang stering, especially kat sepanjang jalan nak menghala ke rumah kitaorg - jalan tu lurus kot...haha...tapi, aku mmg terkesima giler ar tiap kali ayah buat stunt magik dia masa tu. i really really really thot ayah tgh buat magik. haha..

now that i know how to drive myself, i always apply his magic stunt, on the same stretch of road...and everytime i do that, i have to fight very hard to stop tears from rolling down my cheeks.

~ Al-Fatiha ~