Gigi susu

Ingat tak masa kecik-kecik dulu, korang ada gigi susu? Zaman tu gigi comel-comel je masing-masing. Masa mak aku cakap yang gigi aku tu gigi susu, aku pelik sebab tak rasa susu pon. Kebuduhan zaman kanak-kanak kan. Sebenarnya sampai sekarang pon aku tak pasti kenapa panggil gigi susu.

Yang nak dijadikan cerita tu, gigi susu ni akan cabut satu persatu, digantikan dengan gigi kekal. Ingat tak perasaannya masa gigi susu nak tercabut?

Mula-mula rasa macam gigi tu ada goyang sikit, tapi masih kukuh melekat di gusi. Kemudian sedikit demi sedikit gigi tercerai dari gusi, tetapi masih ada setengah yang melekat pada gusi. Lama lagi, tinggal sikit aje gigi yang melekat kat gusi, tunggu masa nak tercabut je kata orang.

Masa ni, nak makan minum pon tak selesa. Iye lah, gigi dok bergoyang kat dalam mulut. Tambah lagi, takut tengah-tengah makan nasi tertelan gigi tu. Sampai lah satu masa kita sedar yang gigi tu dah tak sesuai duduk dalam mulut kita. Kehadiran gigi tu buat kita rasa tak selesa. Kita takut nak cabut gigi tu takut sakit. Kita tak sedar, lama kelamaan gigi tu perlu dicabut jugak, untuk memberi laluan kepada gigi kekal.

Bila dah cabut, sementara nak tumbuh gigi kekal tu, baru kita sedar betapa comelnya gigi susu tu, betapa pentingnya  gigi kat dalam mulut kita untuk mengunyah makanan, juga supaya tak nampak rongak. Masa tu baru kita faham kepentingan gigi dalam hidup kita.

Hargailah benda/orang yang ada dalam hidup kita, sebab kalau kita tak jaga betul-betul, lama kelamaan mereka akan tercabut macam gigi susu tu.

 

Quality

Before you want to start blaming me, ask youself this:

Name three things that happened recently in my life? Have you ever try to show some interest in that?

When WAS the last time you asked about my day, how am I doing?

When was the last time you call me just to hear my voice?

And above all, did I or didn't I tell you if there's something as the questions above bothers me? What did you do about it?

Communication is one of the strongest key to relationship. Haven't you heard that? Its not about the quantity but its about the quality.

I didn't ask for much. But I'm not that strong to be in this alone. Not anymore.

The third voice

When you fall in love, your heart usually contracts with your mind. When your mind say no your heart usually say yes. That is the moment you starts to realize that you're in love.

As I can put it this way, you have two voices, which are "mind" and "heart". And as we all know, mind is the geeky factual voice and heart is the emotional voice.

And then there's the third voice. For about a fortnight now, something against the odds happen. The emotional heart co-operates with the geeky mind. And out of nowhere, this third voice is the one who contradicts with them. The question is, who/what is that voice and where does it came from?

After some thinking and observation, I name this voice as "memories". Let me give you an analogy. Lets say there's a new movie showing on cinemas. Heart and mind both agrees that the movie is not that interesting. But the memories keep showing the trailer, making heart and mind having second thought about watching the movie.

"Maybe it is good"

"Maybe it suits me"

"Maybe if we give it a chance we'll enjoy ourselfs"

But at the same time thinking:

"But I don't really like the actor"

"But this is the sequel of that sucky story"

"What if this one is bad too?"

So the three voices keep arguing and driving me crazy!

Guys, please settle down. I'm tired of all this. Really tired. 

Hantar barang

Ring ring... telefon berdering. Aku bergegas untuk mengangkat. Melihat siapa gerangan pemanggil, aku tersenyum sendiri.

"Assalamualaikum", kataku.

"Waalaikumsalam", jawabnya.

"Ye encik snowman, nak apa?", tanyaku, gembira dia mengingatiku.

"Tengah duduk aje ni. Ada kat mana?"

"Ada kat rumah aje, dalam bilik ni. Kenapa?", tanyaku lagi.

"Ade hantar barang, tapi posmen kata kena ada orang ambik. Cuba turun ambik barang, posmen kat depan rumah tu", katanya.

Hati aku mula berdebar, entah sebab apa.

"Tapi biasa kalau posmen datang dia tekan loceng rumah, tak dengar bunyi loceng pon", ujarku pada dia.

"Alah, turun je lah, barang penting hantar ni" katanya, mendesak.

Akupun menuruni anak tangga tanpa mematikan panggilan.

"Eh macam kenal je motor tu", kataku.

Rupanya dia didepan pagar rumahku, tersenyum. Suka dengan kejutan ini. Terubat semua rindu dihati.

Malam tadi

Aku mimpi kau datang

Masa aku tengah tak keruan mencari

Lepas tu aku marah kau sebab lari

Aku tak bagi kau lari lagi

Tolong, jangan lari lagi

Aku dah tak mampu
Tahan rindu

:-(