Day: April 14, 2008

During the Second World War, the British Broadcasting Corporation (BBC) Radio broadcasted series of messages meant for the Resistance movements in Europe. These encoded messages could only be understood by the intended recipients of the respective messages. So here are two messages that I would like to pass to certain people:

1. The little bed has been fixed. It no longer collapse.
2. The dining table has been fixed. It no longer wobble.

Okay, back to serious business. Or so’s the intention.

It’s been a funny day yesterday, I think. Well, some aspects of it, I suppose. Yesterday must have been a day for kids somewhat. In the morning, 3/4 asleep, I drove my stepson Alim to school for his annual sports day. 4 hours later I went to pick him up. Then my daughter Nisaa demanded my attention. So I was with my children for a while, taking them out to the shops nearby to buy some stuff.

In the afternoon, again I was with kids playing football at a basketball court…playing father. Then bumped into an old friend who was taking his kids to a playground somewhere. Then I had a lovely time doing groceries…yes, doing groceries can be fun actually when there is a real purpose for doing so.

Then there was that stupid episode where this tudunged elderly woman who kept reciting “Bismillah” for every single thing she did, from picking up a chocolate at the PETRONAS counter to signing the credit card receipt. For a moment I thought she was a religious nut with a meat cleaver in her hand (much like Taukeh Daging and Pengagih Daging) ready to slaughter those deemed unIslamic. I was ready for my head to be removed. Why can’t she recite the damned thing quietly? God is not deaf. This is why I keep saying that God looks for spiritual fruits…not religious nuts.

However it was later at night when reality hits me squarely in the face. I keep tossing and turning again trying to sleep. I got up several times only to be disappointed to know that it was only 20 minutes before that I had woken up for the same reason…and I know today is going to pass very slowly.

Though I dread the end of each night, I cannot wait for night to come again.

That is when I’m at peace nowadays…