Enchanting Raya Season

After the whole month of hard-time fasting, Muslim finally able to thrill in the celebration of the new Hari Raya. Which mark an end to Ramadan month of every year. Along with the prodigious national Jubilee, my college had taken a week of holidays. Yet the burdened up coming mid-term exam and abundant undone revision had broach this dilemma of whether should I go home or not. And the subject of demanding bus ticket had screwed all my plan, by the time I've tried to book for ticket, all are sold, and flight was not available in economical price by the moment. Without any alternative, I have to hold back on this thought. But out of nowhere, Ang just bump into me and offered me a free ride back to Penang, in which, it may be a solution to all my pickle. I was extremely gratefully that moment. We went back together to Penang where Ang's parent settled. And I have to conduct myself properly throughout the stay despite the decent family. The bond of kinship amongst the members are well-built, even the relative engaged themself well in the others matter. The gramp would drop by for the weekend and the whole group of family member would went for a feast. The family are filled with future profession like doctor and accountant, and don't mention Ang(lawyer) himself. So I suppose that education has something to do on families relationship, might be insignificant, but this rationale might actually be real. On the fact that in contrast, I've seen family which are poorly educated, they are more keen to possess the trait of being self-centred and egoistic. Nevertheless, that just what I've regarded through my observation. Now going back to the Penang stay, we invited Meyven( a colleague which move to Penang for her further law degree) for dinner and then went on the Batu Feringgi for a stroll. The weather was not helping at all, again another wringing-wet experience I could say. Not a big deal for a big boy like us, but I was surprise Meyven never complain further about the downpour *chuckle*. Well that's about my journal back to Langkawi. Well as usual nothing much has changed back in my home. So before the day I went back to Nilai, I have this thought of having an informal reunion with my fellow form 6 classmates. And since I didn't have any transit to carry me from jetty to the bus station, and by chance Marisa was accessible and free, I've called her out to manage the whole gathering. And we've decide to bob up to the newest Old Town Cafe just located just beside the new shop lot beside Keat Hwa. The attendance was well...fair...around 8 to 9 of us, since most of them had not came back for holidays for the raya. Probably facing the same difficulty as mine. We have our twaddle, everyone was doing great, Marisa was doing her 2nd year dental course in UM, Ying Wei is doing her pharmacy as well, the rest also taking up different profession respectively. After the chatter, we went on to bowling at Pacific Mall. Then the gang sent me to the bus company around 11 before I actually go back to KL. It was such excrucaiting experience on the bus as I've forgotten to bring my jacket, and the air conditioner was extremely cold, I guess my miscount messed up my life. The bus went all the way to Genting to release some passenger before proceed to KL, and that's how my wholly 3 hours of time are wasted. Still I manage to get to campus in the afternoon, and yes the traffic was terrible. That's all about how my Raya journey begin and end, and now, time to persist on striving for the Mid-term exam.

A Whole New Sem

My Sem break had finally came to an end, more challenges and much fatigue endeavor to be accomplished. But of cause for the first week, I wasn't engaged much on my academic. I was the last of my class to get myself enrolled, the payment was made later as well on the fact that I mistakenly interpreted my schedule and book my flight for the wrong date, I wasn't really much out of line. I got surprised for the first class, our good old Tort lecturer Mr. Aru, brought some champagne to share for the whole class, I wasn't expecting any bash or birthday. And as I predicted, it was an settlement as what Mr. Aru had concluded last sem, a contract between us and him. This little informal contract provide that it is a breach for failed to attend for class without medical cert and an average of score that student must achieve for the exam is 60 and above as the covenant. The whole class was amused, yet pressure are sensed at the same time. This could be his idea of motivation or inspiration for us to face the battle, and yeah, this indeed stimulate me for that while. That's about all, there's not much happening for the weekday. Yesterday, Jonathan, who is a senior of mine that gonna fly off this month, came over to my room and overnight after settled his Visa application. That night we occupied ourself 3 to 4 hours of poker till 3 a.m with Chia Chee who is also from Jon's batch. The next day we accompany Ang to settle his fees payment at the bank then proceed to midvalley. The main objective for me to be there with them was to get myself a new swimming goggle, as the previous goggle I use was also borrow from a senior. Then I get a hair cut at Acut Above Saloon, I wasn't much satisfied for the service due to the hair was shorten than what I've expected from my stylist. Then again, I guess it's no harm to try on new style. The quick stroll with the seniors end soon, and this could be the only farewell event we had, and the last occasion I could seen them for this two years. Again, I had to take the congested KTM overflowing with tons of peoples, and don't mention it's Ramadhan or so called the fasting season, Muslim tend to go back home for dinner after 7. So I choose to catch the KTM earlier around 6, but then, the hassle doesn't make much of different, still I gotta wait for the 2nd turn before I could hop on the KTM. And by the time the 2nd train had come, I don't even have to move any step to enter the train, the crowd behind me will push the whole row inside jockey themselves for available space, yet another discomfort experience of mine. It take around 20 min before the misery end, all of us were suffocating, I even get a hard time drawing out my phone from the pocket. But something I've observe which bring some contentment on me, out of the chaotic, a harmonic scene of an old fellow with songkok sharing his "buah kurma" with the other Muslim to satiate their hunger temporary for the long journey ahead. Kurma is a dates-like fruit which Muslim enjoy during this time. Well we couldn't see much of the scene nowadays, the ethical of sharing and the virtuous of caring for each other had lessen. We've been brought up by a sophisticated society, but I still believe in the authentic nature of human's heart, where these fundamental value lies in every one of us. Selamat berpuasa everyone =)