getting famished

i think im getting old, i kept asking people, "today is..?".huh

either im getting old too fast or i just could'n be bothered about this year's eid. i didn't wear my baju kurung raya ,mainlybecause i left it at sepang ,i know, teruk betul . i was pretty darn confident of placing it in the bag ,thou . this year's eid is so,utterly differs from the previous ones,gulfh . we went back to Penang on 1st Syawal to visit arwah yaie's grave, it does lessen the boredomness we had at kedah .

After seven years leaving tmn sepakat,ulu kelang , i went back home, where i grew up to be me . it was like being there but, by there, as if im at some place else . where everything seem so big back then , my playground(rumah nenek is always a bungalow to me) gotten narrow, everything seem to have shrunk . feels like it, but it's the same . i know it's still home,i mean it's not exactly how i left it, it's like your own personal museum , or your family albums archives right there in front of you . i miss those days . how the hallway to the kitchen was always long and all of us used to run around freely,when we have nothing to lose ,not a single shed of problems running down our necks, when we don't need anything but each other . how times flies like a jet. now, my cousin,who contribute a lot during our playfull years,is going to get engage soon and he's the youngest in his family . i feel older, sheesh..i am older . like an old soul, stuck in this chest .whereas, my jouney is still long and unwritten, yet .


















the famous pokok mangga, yg byk kerengga

the hallway,it uses to be long and wide .