Yeah…I just said that. The morning before Hari Raya itself, I sent two SMS messages to NTV7’s The Breakfast Show. One mentioned how bored I was and wished that hari raya was already over; the other telling some friends of mine to fast on that ultimate day.
Then it was back to my new old house in USJ (bought in 2001, lived there for 3 months, moved out to Gombak and Sungai Buloh, now moving back there) and continued painting the house with my brother-in-law. He painted inside while I did the fence. I spent 5 hours in the hot sun before a violent storm threatened to strike me with lightning. By that time, I was so dehydrated and my hands were shaking worse than Ronald Reagan’s ever did. If it weren’t the last day of fasting I could have easily ejaculated by putting my hands where they shouldn’t be. That was how bad the shaking was.
The final breaking of the fast was done at a mamak restaurant with my brother-in-law (quarreled with the wife over the phone about whose parents’ house should we spend the next morning at…and we’re both from the Klang valley) so I was too pissed off to break fast with her and the children. Then I went off to my parents’ place to help out with preparations. By the time I got back to my mother-in-law’s place in Klang at around 1.30am, I had had to reply to 7,201,835 greetings via SMS. I slept at around 4.30am and woke up at 10.20am. So my wife won hands down.
Left for my parents’ place at around noon. Steady stream of people visited the house. Two diver friends dropped by, Keith Khoo and Kimi. Although the open house was supposed to end at 6pm, food ran out at 4pm and more had to be cooked in situ. Final guests left at 9pm. Had a quick shower, re-arranged the house, and off we went back to Klang, where I had the first meal of the day. Yes, worse than fasting itself.
Today, went to Datuk Maria Abdullah’s house (Malaysian’s know her by her stage name Maria Menado, the first Malaysian Pontianak). Got invited to her grandson’s (Ari) wedding on this 3rd December. She’s a superb cook and I remember her fish head curry when I stayed at her Melbourne house for two weeks back in 1993.
Then went to my partner-in-crime’s house. Syahmi Naim is a Brit, a Muslim convert, with a lot of amusing tales to share with you if he knows you well enough. Haven’t seen him in over a year, and now we’re back together again to diss some more people off.
Now I’m back at home in front of this PC. I feel a lot better.
Somehow Hari Raya is no longer for me. I like fasting better.
SeaDemon Says 
aiyo, i think that is part of the package of Raya lah… so enjoy it. if you really don like that, move far away (e.g. to Europe or some ulu corner) so that no one actually knew what Raya is… then you have your peace. 🙂
anyway, happy raya to you, and enjoy your holiday.
Raya is no longer intresting for ppl with age bracket >30 years old… haha…its more for the children….anyway… selamat hari raya again….
btw… which part of USJ?? near my place la… haha
Wahlau…raya is for people who don’t like fasting…and for kids. That is why I hate raya. I see wastage with a capital ‘W’. It’s too commercialised, and it has lost its spirit. It is just another Christmas. I’ve stayed in ulu corners of the world during raya…still, you will know it’s raya because it comes one day after the end of Ramadhan. I can live without raya. But I cannot live without Ramadhan.
Mocha: 16.
eh eh.. where’s my post on CNY case??? angpow giving sux!
hrmmmmmm.. i think blog had del my post on CNY.
i also hate CNY where i need to give angpow to those kids i dunno n keep popping at my hse. worst still is kena serve them n give them angpow!
i think next yr its gonna stop! those who never greet me sure won’t get anything. and must open one small gambling table to gain the money back! RECYCLE FOR THE FUTURE!
i think no angpow for those kids u dunno one lah… wanna earn them.. come n gamble (once a yr mah) so at least can teach them… MONEY IS HARD TO EARN!
Hahaha… Happy Raya to you all the same.
Everytime give angpow, I think about how many dives the money could have given me.
I lost 5kgs in that one month. Gained 7kg the first day of raya.
wah..so many things that I dont know about raya. U guys teach me a lot. I thought Hari Raya is an event where people counting dead bodies on the road throughout Malaysia.
the extra 2kgs maybe is ur pahala mah, so don’t worry too much bro
Ah Keong, that one also la. Waste of lives. All for some stupid lemang and rendang which you can buy on a daily basis in Gombak and most places in the Klang Valley nowadays.
Coutloon: I figured something out. The 5kgs I lost consist of 3kg of sh*t,and 2kg of sweat trying to berak everything out.
Hari Raya defeats the real religious purpose of fasting.
hrmmm come to my hse during CNY 2007. we can always play few ‘games’ and have some decent tonic drinks heheheheh
It’s good to see you again bro. About the open house, The food is so delicious. I wish to take some home. 😀
Selamat Hari Raya & Maaf Zahir Batin.
-kimi-