cepat la, cepat la...

nak balik, nak balik, nak balik...

lalalala..

dah banyak benda tertinggal ni,
need to get updated balik with things that i'd missed.


haihh..rindu bebenor den ni ha. those pics are taken at abah's kebun. used to go there with abah, whenever we're at kampong. it's abah's favourite hangout place. and since there is no boys in our family, i have always been his faithful friend. yes, i know,, kebun tends to bore me a lott..
what do you expect? abah keeps on questioning me...A LOTT

"hur, ni pokok ape?"
"hur rse, bpe lama pokok ni leh bsar?"
"cbe teka ade bpe byk pokok yang abah dah tanam?"

and he has this famous story of his. about his old memories with his dad. how he falls in love in this kind of stuff. how much his kebun means to him.

and of course, i was not there just to listen to his stories. i did some of the works there too. you name it. from baja pokok, to tanam pokok, and potong rumput, plus kutip buah yang da masak and sometimes help abah to pasang the pagar..as there are lots of babi kat situ. not just that kind of babi. if you know what i mean. (hur, jaga mulot).

and mama sometimes tends to complain. on how i seldomly help her in kitchen, because i was at abah's kebun. on how anak dara is not suppose to do those kind of things. what will orang kampong cakap. tak manis la. x sopan la. and her unsatisfaction is well conveyed to abah of course.

maybe that is why i am not that interested in masak at first. (at first je ea, because i'm getting myself to it). because i was not trained in the kitchen. but that is definitely not an excuse. since abah is the greatest cook of all. seriously. i should say that mama is the luckiest woman on earth for having a husband like abah. not because he is my abah. but because he could be the greatest man alive. though he tends to be busy now and then. even his weekends are taken away, outstations here and there. meeting everywhere. lots and lots of functions. (trust me, i don't even want to be his secretary). but i know, if he could choose, this situation is definitely not one of his option. it is for our own sakes. and mama definitely drags me to the kitchen everyday. so, in the nutshell, all the blames are on me.

mama should be relief as i am now turning to become a proper girl. no need to act like abah's son, because the truth is, he has none. and i have always trying to be one, because i thought that could makes him happy. but i forget, it's not a son that he needs, but his own children, inheriting his own blood, to be by his side no matter what. it doesn't matter whether it's a girl or a boy.

but that doesn't stops me from going to abah's kebun for sure. it's just a matter of balancing my time at kampung to help my abah and my mama. yes, a busy person i am.

now, that my 3 not so little sisters had grown up, they understand the importance of abah's kebun too. since i was not there, they should be helping abah and mama. even if i was there, they should be doing the same. and this pictures taken from one of my sis's myspace proves it. and i can see that you guys are turning out BIG alright. probably bigger than myself. no offense ea.

and yes, kebun is not only a place for picnic, or where you can enjoy the breathtaking sceneries, or eating the delicious fruits planted.

it's where dreams and goals are planted.
and it grows with love and care.
and you can't do it alone.
with patience and sincerity,
not to mention plain hardworks,
the dreams, will one day,
turn out to be realities.
and i really believe in this, without doubt,
because abah and mama had taught me well.

p/s: i love you. =)