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I had recently moved from my favorite flatland to this cozy terrace house in Taman Tun. Well, that's the first thing to update. My mind was rebelling during the first month in here. There were so many things to begin with; neighbors, surroundings and all conditions at every inch of this house. It seemed that everything wasn't right at all. Actually, due to certain complications Abah had to bear, the Head Officer asked us to move here. In cases of urgency, it's easier for Abah to deal with them since it only takes fifty feet distance from our house to the police station. The irony is that, the Head Officer presumes this to be pleasure for him. He's no longer coming up on time and Abah got to do most of his works. Complains shall not be made for he is an officer and Abah is just an assistant of him. Even worse, the previous people who lived in here were driven out and it was asked by that fool. Total ashamed of what had happened, it was on our shoulder to redeem the affa...

Our Pak Long Bakar is a true hero of Kampung Chepor, Lenggong, Perak. He is invariably funny and outrageous, and at the same time always lovable and kind. He is not our real uncle, but a very distant cousin of my paternal grandmother. :) Pak Long Bakar has been married to Mak Long Zah for almost 50 years with 4 sons and 4 daughters around. Once they started bed-sharing, they always sleep facing each other. Err, that is what my Mama said. I wot that but too well, I'm still in my childishness affair. Just don't deliver any more, mama. *phew So last week, we went to his house for a visit since the last meeting was long ago. We could see there were construction works as an addition to that existing house. Pak Long Bakar was standing between the bricks, smeared by mixture of sweat and cement, he was seen too old for that. "Kesian Pak Long kan Ma?" "Kesian kenapa? Dia kaya tu. Memotong (menoreh getah) sehari dapat dekat beratus ringgit. Tu siap boleh tambah rumah. Kita...

Assalamualaikum semua :) The true lenses are heart corporates with brain. Both must be innocent. I have wondered why 'White' always adored as pure. Detergent commercials night and day pointing out the new white school uniform as clean, 'Wah, seperti baju baru! Gunalah Daia!' Whatever. For myself, that is not true. How do you know that new plus white equals to clean. Kau tipu tipu tipu aku lagi. You bought it involuntarily realizing that has been used by someone else. Who knows? It might has fallen in the stool. Yark! You just then fessed it up as clean. The resemblance associates with life. Pretty doesn't mean to be kind. White skin is not impossible to lie. Looks can be deceiving. Back to the top, use your 'lenses' to capture all the 'features'. It may be blurry so wipe them!