Once upon a story - 8 - berapa lama mau sampai da?

 masa gua mula2 ngajo di limau kasturi, hampir 35 tahun yg lalu, (pehhhh! dan-dan tu terasa tua nya, beb! haha!! walaupun kadang2 terasa macam baru semalam je peristiwa tu.. kn) agak mengharukan kalau nak travel dari rumah parents gua di PJ. 

standard routine masa mula ngajo kalau gua dh hbs cuti di pj dan nak balik Limau Kasturi adalah, pukul 630 pagi kaum gua Firdaus @ ma ang Daus akan amik gua kt rumah, pastu dia akan arrange gua naik MAS punya flight Subang ke KB. sesampai nya di pengkalan chepa airport, gua akan naik kete plate @ teksi ke KB pulak.

kt KB tu biasanya lepak dgn kaum kt Kedai Lama, Li paya bembe ada, MakSu Yah ada, Sara ada n ramai lagi kaum laa. kiranya meriah la. kadang2 gua malas je nk blk Limau, overnite kt KB smalaman. buat kuang ajo hahaa. biasanya bas pukul 11pagi dari KB ke Krai, gua naik. kadang2 naik teksi je ke Kuala Krai. sesampai di Krai, beli tiket keretapi pulak. lepak lunch n solat seme siap, naik la keretapi @ 3 ptg. kadang2 keretapi ni x ikut time pun. lambat . jenuh nunggu nya. ada je halnya. 

sementara nak nyampai ke Limau Kasturi tu, akan melalui Slow Poklong, Slow Temiang, Bukit Abu, Dabong, Kemubu, Kg Ingin Maju, Jerek, Bertam Lama n Bertam Baru, dan akhirnya dekat maghrib baru le sampai. kena hari, isya' baru sampai nya. Tua, gua ckp luuu! berapa lama mau sampai daaa..

tapi tu la dia antara kenangan yang x dapat dilupakan.

rindu: pada Bak n Mak

 Pagi tadi, setelah beberapa bulan, pergi ziarah Bak n Mak di tanah perkuburan Shah Alam. Sebenarnya dah lama terkenang n teringatkn mereka berdua, tapi tiada kesempatan kerana keracunan dunya tiada hentinya menghambat masa.

Maka pukul 945 pagi bersama missus n Iliya n Nia, kitorang drive dari Lekio ke Shah Alam. Pukul 1230 tgh barulah sampai. Mulanya ziarah kubur Mak, bersihkan n cabut rumput liar sambil menyembang cite2 terkini pada Mak, dan kemudiannya selang 50-60 meter ziarah kubur Bak pulak. Sama macam Mak, bercerita la pada Bak sambal membersihkan kubur dia. Akhir sekali sebelum cargas dari situ, kitorang mendoakan agar Allah menerangkan dan melapangkan kubur Bak n Mak, dan jadikanlah kubur mereka sebagai taman2 syurga. inshaAllah ameen.

Dan macam biasa kitorang lunch kt kodai nogori Sembilan di bt 3. Lepas tu terus balik rumah Pj. Al takde masa kitorang sampai. Pukul 3 jugak la baru dia balik. Lepak n nyembang dengan dia sampai 4++, dan memandangkan jauh lagi perjalanan pulang, kitorang pun cargas la. Sempat jugak jumpa Hakam, kaum gua dari zaman 70an lagi, walaupun hanya sekadar sebatang rokok je. Dah setahun lebih tak jumpa, padahal dulu2 tiap kali balik Pj je mesti lepak dengan dia. Tapi tu la, sejak Bak n Mak takde ni, kitorang pun jarang balik Pj dah. Tu yang lama tak jumpa.

Akhirnya setelah singgah amik nasi goreng kambing kat Jazeman otw blk tadi, sampailah kt rumah pukul 720. Lewat la sikit maghrib hari ni. Apapun Alhamdulillah.

terubat lah rindu, walaupun hanya untuk sekadar waktu.

alfatihah untuk Bak n Mak -

of football and running

 

I’ve always had the passion for football since I was a little boy, basically due to my brothers lah who have the same passion as well. Though I have never represented the state or country, but I think I was an excellent player then, ehem ehem.

I represented my school and played as the goalkeeper for the u15 and u18, though my preferred position was midfield. Guess there was too much competition back then and probably I didn’t have enough confidence during those years.

After leaving school, I played as a midfield in a few teams, controlling the tempo of the game, and dictating play by stringing passes. I do have the knack @ vision to see where I could make the passes ie through ball and changing side. Well, that’s how I see myself as a player lah.

But now as a teacher I do not get the opportunity to play as much as I like, except during practice session with the school football team, since I am the coach. I have been the coach since forever I think hahaa @ 23 years to be exact, and during those years, the team have been champion @ campeone six times, averaging once every four years.

As for running, I only realized I could run when I was in form five. Being among the rascals back then, we would always try to beat around the bush in almost all situations that were not to our liking. One day there was a cross country run at school, and together with some friends we decided we would fake injuries, so that we could stop along the way and not finish the run. But as it was, I found myself running at a steady pace and I came out at 10^th position. And because of that, it started my passion for running until today. My best run? Emm, in 1994, after practising for almost a month, I ran in the Terengganu Bridge Run @ half marathon. I targeted 30^th place because number one till thirty would get prize money, and since it was an international event where runners from all over the world took part, 30^th placing was a modest target. But alas, even though I ran my heart out, and my legs felt like jelly in the last 5km, I only managed 40^th placing, out of 1300 runners, in a time of 1 hour and 20+ minutes.

 

I still run, representing the education department at district, state and national level. My best achievement was coming out third in the national level 10km run held in Kedah in 2002, in a time of 45 minutes. And only a couple of weeks ago I took part in my final run for the district, which was held in Gopeng. It was a trail run, so the challenge was of a different level.

And this morning I ran with my school football players for 4km @ 21 minutes, and after a rest, played football with them for 35 minutes. It has been ages since I played football and I felt so good to be back playing. I managed to control the midfield and only had one misplaced pass. The game ended 1-1. But the thrill of playing again couldn’t be described in words.

Alhamdulillah is the best choice for now. And for ever, actually.

word play

 so tell me, how do you say these words?

bomb

tomb

comb

just a consonant change, and the sounds differ..

knn!

being happy @ BMW

 

nk