End of Ramadhan 30sep08

Today it was already the last day in the fasting month… If only Ramadan could be longer, I would be very happy. But tomorrow it’s already syawal. This month I survive controlling my self with patience and the best thing is a lot of saving. That’s why I could give my mum and dad “Duit Raya” more than before, and also for my youngest sister, niece and nephew which seems like “multiplying” every year and not to forget my wife also get “Duit Raya” from me.

Today however, I managed to help my family by making cookie! Funny isn’t it? It’s been a long time I wasn’t at home making cookie with all my siblings in the ‘production line’. Hmmm… I hope I could celebrate Ramadan again next year. I’ve found the “night of thousands month” this year. And hoping I will found it again next year. Aminnnn...

Ramadhan 08

Today, it’s already 24 September 2008, which is also 24 Ramadan, that means today is the 24th day of fasting month. How short it feels this month. There are some sweet feelings that I have in Ramadan each year. Feeling of serene and peaceful always comes after few days fasting. I think this feeling only come during Ramadan only. It is quite sad noticing that I have only 6 days left in this peaceful month.

It’s a money saving month, because there’s no breakfast and lunch except dinner. Normally I have to think what to eat for Iftar, which is normally heavy meal (rice) and sahur. I usually eat bread and dates for sahur; most of it was dates, pistachios and plain glass of water. It is simple isn’t it? But it is the source of energy for me. But yet there are few days I didn’t wake up, overslept, woke up and heard the subuh azan hehehe…

There’s always free iftar this month, and buffet dinner. My CEO invites all executive for iftar in Crown Mutiara KL; my sister treats in KLIA and Putrajaya, and other in Heritage and some other in KLIA. And I treat my family in Marché. Nice Swiss meal plus some traditional meal. But of course I preferred more western and pasta.

But there’s one thing to be worried, the engine was not arrived yet. The chance of balik kampong might ruin. Ooh! I don’t want to experience Raya in workplace. Have experienced it back in 2005 and I dont want to be here in malam raya ever!

If malam raya you are working and you heard Takbir Raya from the mosque nearby, tears will flows realizing you are suppose to be in your hometown helping your family for Aidilfitri preparation where everybody was at home. If there’s no one going to do the engine exchange, I will disappear no matter what…

todays feeling

This morning I feel like I want to kill someone. why? I Dont know... maybe if I had a machine gun right now I think I'm already outside on a killing spree... but the important target must be terminated first..

Fasting at My Hometown

Due to long Independence Day holiday, I take an additional one day annual leave because it has been a long time I haven’t “berbuka” and "sahur" at my hometown. I think it has been four to five years back since I start working in KL and various other places. Normally, I take a night flight home when it is already Hari Raya’s eve and once I went home 3days after raya back in 2005.

A day before Independence Day I head off to my hometown. It was suppose to be a 6 hours drive if the traffic was not too heavy. But since it is a holiday season, the traffic is quite heavy so it took me about 7 hours to reach home even with high-speed driving.

It does not feel like Independence Day this year. It is a little bit different, maybe because everybody was not happy with the government I guess, especially when Pak Lah is still the prime minister. Let’s forget about that lousy minister.

On the first night at hometown, my mother in law make a feast at home calling all relatives, I just sit and chat with in law’s uncle holding my eyes to prevent from falling asleep while at the sofa. After the feast, everybody was discussing about the planned vacation next year, while I am trying to remain awake with the headache. But just a few minutes later my mother in law gently asks me to take a rest at my room. Maybe my face said everything about how sleepy and tired I am. My wife followed me and massage me to relief my headache. I think I fell asleep just few minutes later.

The other night I sleep at my parent’s house. Before sleep I called my technician since I haven’t seen him for a week thinking that maybe he’s trying to find a new job after married. After calling him, I was informed that he did get two new jobs, one near to his house in shah Alam and one in Middle East. I just encourage him to join the Middle East besides highly paid (six time his current salary) he can get a new experience internationally but I remind him to make a proper notice at least 2 weeks so that there’s time to get his replacement.

I went to my hometown mosque for first Terawih prayer, there I realize Tok Imam Tua already passed away, previously Imam Muda was now replacing him, and his post was replaced with new Imam Muda. Few other older Pakcik-Pakcik that always prays at the mosque with me last decades was also gone and replaced with other previously younger Pakciks. Kids who were once always playing at the back was now already become a teenager. This means it’s been a long time since I left my village to start my own life.

That night I had buah salak that my father takes from the orchard. That night I received a text message from Shah regarding his 24 hours notice, thus, I text to other two charge man to cover the shift for his Resignation. That night I had my sahur with my family and my younger sister’s family. The next day I break my fast at my in laws house. And the final day I leave my hometown to my workplace.

Maybe next year I should take a leave again in early Ramadan. It’s different.