已成往事。

那天，我一个人，收拾着。

在那里的那些日子，没有华丽得耀眼的成绩，更没有刻骨的往事。可我遇见的脸孔，说过的话出的糗，构成生命的一段回忆。

有人说：他们注定不让你离开我。呵呵，我知道她在说笑，却瞥见她眼角浅浅泛着的泪光。我知道那不是错觉，人始终是有感情的生物。

我端着他们的Orange Juice和Cappucino，知道这也许是最后一次。我告知他们，然后预见一丝难过的神情。他们离开，男的牵着老伴，一步一步走。希望他们安康。

他说：后会有期。我不隐瞒让他知道，香港人说这句话，特别有味道。是的，我们大多不会这么和人道别，都说：Take Care。


还有很多人，我来不及道别。也有一些人，注定让你在最后的时候察觉，原来你差点忘了他们。这些人，常见面，却只单纯点头示意，没有太多交集。

在那最后一刻，他问我要打火机，我远远挥手示意，没有。那时，我只想问他要电话号码，或Facebook。

我说：How are you?! 你腼腆的答说fine，声音小得可以。你脚步不作停下，不给我任何继续交谈的空间。

他们出现，是上天要我知道自己一直蹉跎的愚蠢，还是它慈悲给予的最后一个机会?!

脑里哼着周董的歌，“想回到过去，试着让故事继续...”我望着空乱的空间，觉得空气很沉。兴盛衰败，我们什么也办不到。自己已步入往事的一份子，轻若鸿毛。

Copy & Paste. :D

Don't Lie To Kids

There was this guy sunbathing in the nude at the beach. Well, this little girl comes up to him, so he covers his private parts with a newspaper.

The little girl says, 'What's under there?' The man answers, 'A bird.'

The girl goes away and the man falls asleep. When he wakes up, he is in a hospital and in great pain.

A doctor comes up to his bed and asks, 'What happened?'

The man answers, 'I don't know. I was at the beach and I fell asleep after talking to a little girl.'

So the doctor tells this to the Police, and they go to the beach to find any witnesses.

When they get there, they see the little girl the man was talking about. So they ask her if she did anything to the man.

She answers, ' I didn't do anything to the man, but while he was sleeping, I played with his bird. After a while, it spit at me, so I broke its neck, burned its nest, and smashed all its eggs!'
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Boss and his Secretary

Boss walked into the office one morning not knowing that his zipper was
down. His secretary walked up to him and asked 'Boss this morning when you left your house did you close your gate ?' Boss was not smart enough to understand so he went back into his office looking a bit puzzled !

When he was about done with his paper work he suddenly noticed that his
Zipper was not zipped up. He zipped up and remembering what his secretary had told him then boss finally understood.

He then intentionally went out to ask for a cup of coffee from his
secretary. When he reached her desk He said 'When you saw the gate open did you see my BMW parked in there ?'

The secretary smiled for a moment and said 'No Boss I didn't. All I saw was a Kancil 600 with 2 flat tyres.'

Boss went back to his office mumbling... kan ni ne......!

I Would Like To Know How She Thinks, & What She felt. :)

She woke up early. Took a shower, dressed up, "what a lovely morning" she thinks.

She reached her workplace, or maybe her institute, on time. The place is still dark, the CoffeeBean is not yet opened. She pulled a chair, & have her breakfast, a chocolate bun, which she bought while on her way.

After a while, the cafe is opened, her friend comes & join her, they were both waiting, & have a nice chat. They didn't know, that the cafe manager's observation n them is ON.

When they left, the manager yelling from behind, "Excuse me, Miss", with a toast on his hand. Obviously he was preparing customer's order."Would you please throw away the plastic after eating?"

She left the plastic cover of her bun on the table. Her face turned dark, arranged back the chair, picked the plastic & walked away.

I was the one yelling. I've always think, they are young, educated, pretty, so there should be just a little bit manners. Or else, sorry.

My staff asked: "Takkan stewardess pun takde manners kot?!" "Itulah" my answer.

That was in the morning. Then I saw her passed by my outlet again in the evening, obvious enough she was still upset. She avoids having eye contact with me, but somehow I felt like she was trying to be happy in the way she walks.

Suddenly I feel bad. Her day was spoilt, indirectly from her deeds, but straight from my words. Maybe she was just forgetful, or I might have spoken to her in a proper way. Free seating might be unwell, but rude is definitely bad.

"You started your day with a bad attitude" My staff said.

I was kinda agreed. "Just assume, I woke up from the wrong side of the bad today" & laughed.

Maybe I will say sorry to her someday. Because I know I will see her again, as long as we are still under the same roof, KL Plaza.

A World Beyond Ours...read at your own will.

There's flood again. In our own country this time, the Northern state Kelantan.

I read this on the papers days ago. Having the thoughts of what's happening to our mother Earth now. The recent disasters in every part of the world, are they the warning to us again?!

'Sekarang dah tak macam dulu kan. Dulu kita dapat predict macam pukul berapa akan hujan. Sekarang hujan lebat bila bila masa saja' my staff said.

Then I looked out. Was kinda ready for the change of weather in just a minute, & the strike of thunder storms to follow, again. But the sky is clear, streets are calm, things are fine, which is rare.

Suddenly this thing cross my mind. What if...everything is unpredictable?!

I told my staff, 'what if suddenly snow falls here, right along the busy streets of Bukit Bintang?!'

'What if Dinosaur suddenly appears out from nowhere?'

'Itu tak mungkin. Macam mana salji nak turun kat sini?! Kita kan dalam zon Khatulistiwa' he said, as if I'm stupid.

Well. I've said, unpredictable. Which for sure don't judge based on any logic, or do they make any sense. He just don't get the idea.

If we looked back, is there anything ever happened in reality, which was beyond logic to us?! Says the typhoon in Malacca?!

I have no intention to talk too much about weather. Those would sounds way too commercial since 2012 is nearer. Tomorrow when I'm writing this. I was merely having my own imaginations, of a world without logic & predictions.

If a man can die out of a sudden, right when he's walking to his office, with no pain no nothing. As if he has fallen asleep.

If the quakes can happens anytime anywhere. We are no longer in a safe zone. Do we still have pity on those suffered the aftermath!?

If butterfly bites. If flies attack humans. If rabbit grows to the size of elephants.

If H1N1 vanished in the next day morning. If the rain never stops for more than 13 days. If there's no rules, no boundaries. If we, live at our own risk.

Chaotic!? I guess it is.

But I do believe, we will be more responsible for our deeds, with more respects & loves to life itself. For when we live in a world as such, eternal would seems far & away, we'll value each & every minute, before the next. There shall be twilight within the darkest of humanity. I believe.


PS: I doubted myself why I had these unreal imaginations, perhaps I was badly influenced by the upcoming 2012. Haha.

PS2: I went to purchased the ticket for tomorrow's show. From 7.30pm onwards, all left only 1st row! Unbelievable. & I said mother fucker to a friend. Which shocked him. Hahaha.

味道。

我随手拎起了一件衣服，嗅了嗅，立刻将之放下，捡起另一件穿上。

那件衣服，很香，是我之前在越南中部，Hoi An一间七美金一夜的廉价酒店处送洗了的。我不舍得穿上，理由说来可笑，我生怕再洗刷过一次，会将那股香气洗掉，然后越南的那一段时光也随之淡去。

好笑对吧?!

去年，我一样对某一件衣服的香气，尽可能地将之保留。那时，每每闻到那淡淡的味道，总回忆起那段回不去的时光。走过的路，遇见的脸，和旅途上佛与色的矛盾。那是，泰国的回忆。

我想，人，也算是味觉系生物吧。

小时候，我们会对一颗小小的枕头，喜欢得不的了，睡前总会嗅嗅，才能睡得安心。就算年纪大了，也不舍得丢弃，哪怕上头沾染过大量奶水和口水的混合物。我们眷恋，那段有它的安稳时光。

人说：人与人相处，靠的是身上荷尔蒙的味道。哪天，他她走了，我们怀念起那股体味。如果人还在，多好。所以，我们有了辛晓琪的歌。

某街某处，我们吃上了一碗好好味的汤面，说：有家的味道。是的，妈妈炒菜煲汤，爸爸泡的Kopi O，所有的一切，靠着那丝丝的美味，我们记着。离家久了，越觉浓烈。

味觉的功能，我们用来辅助记忆力，让自己记着某段时光，回不去的美好。这么形容可不可以? 呵呵。

这些日子，很好。

曾经，有人这么说: 没有题材可以blog，是因为没有坏事发生。所以，应觉得高兴。

那时，我想，是的。

现在我离开的这么段时间，是否就表示日子过得安好?!

记得启程往越南那晚，我决定让自己与生活短截，看看自己可以做到什么程度。友人在FB上问: 我过得那么写意，何来消失的念头?!

呵呵。原来，往往别人看见的只是表面。风光背后的代价，只有自己知道。

也许，那也已足够。他人不懂，也可省却虚假的问候。

是时候，整顿思绪，理理面容，送你们一句: 我回来了。

A Thief & A Casualty?!

This is a story about learning to protect yourself.

This certain guy came into where i work. He kinda started an argue with 1 of my staff. They are both male, though this guy is obviously into the same sex.

OK. before he came in, I've had an idea of what happened. My staff was being "peep" from far during his business in the toilet. It was this guy who set his eyes on him. Then when he passed by my outlet, my staff couldn't hold himself any longer & shouted at him: Apa you pandang pandang ni?

So they fought when I wasn't around. Thus this guy returned after a while, perhaps he feels angry being shouted at.

Basically I don't know the exact scenario. In the toilet or in the outlet. So they fight. I was caught in between & listen.

The sissy guy say:

1. Where he wanna set his eyes is his freedom. He can look at anything he like.

2. If my staff thinks it is no longer safe to pee using toilet bowl, he might use the toilet rooms. "To protect himself."

3. He was standing far from my staff. He couldn't see anything from that distance, some more he's facing his back.

4. He didn't approached him near. So there's no proof or something that in ways harassed my staff.

5. My staff said he sort of licked his lips in seductive form when facing him. He claimed that he may do that whenever his lips are dry...

6. HE SAID: HE DOESN'T WANT ANYTHING. HE JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR TO MY STAFF, HOW TO PROTECT HIMSELF IN THE WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. IT'S RUDE TO SHOUT AT PEOPLE WHEN WE ARE ON DUTY. THERE'S SO MANY TYPE OF PEOPLE, HE SHOULD BE EDUCATED BY ME HOW TO BEHAVE & BE POLITE!

This is what I told him. Even eyesight can be harassment. I think he doesn't know.

This is what I told my staff. You are taught by a thief not to show your "asset" openly. haha.

离别的时节。

MJ的死，我并没有像很多很多人那样，觉得悲哀。某种程度上，我觉得一个人的人格和作品一样重要。他可以是个走错方向的巨星，也可算是个唱歌跳舞很棒的怪胎。

简单地说，我没有很喜欢他。

再来，是赵明福。有人说那是：black murder under bright lights。我想是的。来龙去脉，我至今还不清楚。所以不想多说，暗地里为他祷告便好。

毕竟，我政治冷感，也坦白说，我是时事白痴。

那天，终于看了《入殓师》。

死，其实再平常不过，那是每个人哪天将要面对的一刻。讽刺的是，我们往往天真以为，我还有很长的日子可以活，可以挥霍。哪天面对分离，活着时的纷争，瞬间瓦解，却显得手足无措。

像电影中说的：人生最后买的一件物品，是由别人来决定的。

我确定，再看一遍，眼泪肯定掉下来。


不明白，这是个什么季节，为何“死”离不开报头，避不过人人谈吐间的空气?

Yasmin Ahmad。我错过了Sepet，赶上了Talentime，却再也看不着她往后的作品。我想，就连她自己，也出乎意料吧。

天，渐渐也灰了。

我怕了，怕误了些什么，以后空留遗憾。可怕的不是死亡，而是惊觉人生无常的那一刻，叫人觉得心寒。所以，我想说的，我不隐瞒，生怕以后再也没有说出口。我能做的，我想，你们该感受到了。我就不想，哪天，大家面对离别的当儿，还得承担遗憾的苦楚。

你们都还好吧? 我回来了。

十年老雨。:)

他拖着发臭的垃圾桶，往外头去。他静静地认真干活，有点吓人。我远远看着，十年前的我在干嘛? 而十年后的这个小伙子又会在哪?

他回来时，衣服都湿了大半。我以为那是汗，他说，那是雨水。

外头下着雨，我忘了。

然后他找不着替换的衣服，我说他不介意的话，我有一件。他耍帅说不，向我道谢。我也不勉强，只提点他当心患上感冒。

他得粘塔塔地，乘搭地铁回家。

是的，天气不好，得好好照顾身子。

十年前，就在他这个年纪，我也会耍帅。任由自己被雨水淋湿也不打紧，要妈妈担心。那时天真，帅比其他什么的都来的重要。我们会嫌弃老妈老土，怪她们想太多。

现在，我看见自己老土，啰嗦，会担心他人着凉。

当初看不见长辈的用心，年纪大了，越能明白他们的用心良苦。看来，我老了。呵呵。