mute [just p!ctogr@ms]

if you wander into a bookshop then the scents coming to your nose is deferent again. the smell of new books and magazines combined with the coolness of the air conditioner give the shop a unique atmosphere. bau perfume saya pun sedap pe? you probably end up buying more books than you intend to. such is the power of a good bookshop (mungkinlah kalo kedai buku yang mantap katanya). pwoooorrrrh, susah btul nak dapatkan buku “the mastery of love” by don miguel ruiz ni. it pleases your senses and makes you spent your money.

slaves to fashion.

pakai telok blanga dengan kerongsang bagai and make a catwalk into shoppin’ complex kira gerek tak? or karen in passion? today is friday-lah not a free-day. as a result, even though we are different, we strive to dress a like, use the same slangs, eat the same food and share the same hobbies. bab hobi makan tu setuju sgt. i sometimes “suspect” wakakaka tak tahan tu…that our thoughts may be a like too. then in the midst of such mental slavery, a bright individual may strike out on his own in another direction. other see him, admire him and then join him. it becomes fashionable to be like him. i like beckham; beckham like me tak? prasan* his individuality has given birth to another fashion.

next time you take a trip to town, reflect on the clothes you are wearing, the food you are going to eat, the things you are going to buy and the thoughts you are thinking about. see how much of these are subject to fashion. see if you can find anything genuinely your own.

our makan places.

trip yang sepatutnya cuma sejam dah forward ke 2 hour and half untuk sampai ke malacca by hiway muo-air keroh. ayooooo, mati ler kena sembelih dengan ain. melintas exit “lipat kajang” membuat emosi saya trus tak stabil, pikiran tak lepas memandang tak putus mengimbas kenangan bersama seorang “kenalan”. masih kenalkah saya pada dirinya? adakah saya terlepas sesuatu hingga terputus mengimbas kemanisan kenangan itu? benarkah saya seperti yang dikatakannya?

malacca my second home. bleh dapat tun or dato’ wira tak? kira promote ni. saya hanya menggunakan handphone cap ayam yang dibeli agak desprate untuk merakam semua keajaiban ni. setidaknya ia berhasil wa-lau-pun adoooorrr, no more to touch-up ler.

sampai mahkota parade, parking kreta, campak laptop dlm bonet and trus berlari ke tingkat 2 menaiki tangga. to be late, i am late!!! i’m soooooo sorry ain, i admitted i’m late. kesian durah…dah mengaruk sampai lelap dipangkuan ain. salah uncle la durah, lewat kluo rumah and stucked in jam. ada kemalangan versi solo van terbalik kat tengah divider.

ironinya, lebih 31,300 org tercedera dan terlibat dalam kemalangan jalanraya empat tahun lepas (dr. lobo plez correct me k). dat mean seorang potensi tercedera dalam setiap 15 minit walaupun hanya buat catwalk tepi jalan. ermmmm...dan hospital awam merawat kira-kira 165,000 org setiap tahun kesan kemalangan and that’s 19 people admitted in the spital every hour. what do you think? do your calculation. ni smua kesan pemandu sengal yang masih tak tau tanggungjawab ”sosial” mereka and make it ”sooooooo-sial” on de road.

ate di kenny rogers yang dirasakan tepat makin buat kami felt stupid. tak pernah lagi saya kena tunggu makanan 2 jam lebih. you bayangkan ler, order kul 2.23pm and dapat makanan kul 4.10pm dengan 5 kali kena remind mamat and minah amik order tu. sabo tahap dewa tau!!! kalo tak kerana durah merengek, dah lama saya blah dari situ. takan nak anto ais lemon tea pun perlu 2 jam? manager situ perlu blajo pr and watch-out ok before i’ll make the complains. if you nak join fear factor & test level sabo, plez try la ye. saya tinggalkan ain & durah after borak-borak cos durah dah semakin melalak after puas ba-cak with the ang-pow.

so i keep walking down the street at jonker and walk past all sorts of shops selling all “antik” of things. each shop has a unique smell. it gives the shop identity. wah, masih bukak ke? bukan ke kena kumpul makan beso? erm…amazing? if you were to be blindfolded and the led into different shops i am sure you will have no problems identifying the type of goods the shops sell simply by smell. there is no way you can mistake the smell of cloth in a tailor shop or the nose-tickling scent of halia in a hainan restaurant, or the sterile coolness of an air conditioned office. if you were to be left standing by the roadside i am sure you have no trouble picking up the unpleasant smell of “mat salleh” on the street. kwang-kwang-kwang. i smell michael webber 8 year ago at jonker, still thinking bout white underwear you wear up de stairs. arrrrrrr, forget it. saya datang hanya untuk refersh my mood. flavour free, its mahjong time ma.

i have a good port beside my ex-opis. check wi-fi and on laptop. di sini saya mulakan freelance, cuba dapatkan cinta dan buat smua keje giler…24 hour timeframe, nak meeting & still lagi editing bagai. syok huh! 5 tahun lepas nyer citer. angin petang ni memang best, rasa macam buat video clips beyonce. sempat gak saya ym dengan lavenus dan tanyakan kesihatannya sambil membaca komen dalam blog’s and update my facebook.

drive melalui duyung-serkam-umbai; renyai hujan menjadi lebat. sambil melayan koleksi lagu indon dan menyanyi kecil cukup menguji saya memandu. manakan tidak, smua lampu kreta bagaikan pecah dicermin depan…tak bleh nak speed. bawak dalam 45km/h jer cos tahap silau saya sgt tinggi. merungut sepanjang perjalanan ditambah pula pemandu m’sia yang semakin gilerrrrrr. alo pakcik, yang di belakang kreta tu lampu signal ye!!! bukan lampu lap-lip or lampu tanglung. ayo…..

and thanks ye mi for roti jala kuah kari tu….sedap hingga menjilat jari. kueh koci labu pun lebih sedap bila makan sambil ngumpat. hahahaha. saya singgah dine rumah mak angkat kat muo. at least, saya tak perlu lagi minum absolute vodka, chives regal or jacks daniel. good boy huh, siapa saya pada hayat lepas? terpikir plak soup drama ”lipstick jungle” and last movie ”rice rhapsody” di ntvsibuk; both of diz sama menarik. mana peginya cikgu raja ye? dah lama tak dengar dia nyanyi lagu “whatever will be will be” by doris day untuk saya.

smua yang saya jadualkan dah dibuat on diz break. semasa perjalanan balik tadi, saya tercari-cari sebuah masjid tepi jalan yang pernah kami singgah satu masa dulu. that de old masjid dan “uda” pernah solat inside there but i can’t find it. these are some of the scents and smells that i know. there are many others, too numerous or imposible to describe. they have to be experienced to be know. right now i can smell the approach of recess time. the smell of “itik gantung” from the tuckshop is calling me there!!! makan lagi?