not in the mood for nasi.
fiqah is eating maggi.
“kak yang. nak rasa. kari meletup?”
“hah? sape meletup? *eats maggi* huyooo, meletup nyah!!!”
az laughs. “kak yang makan maggi ke? saya masakkan”
me think …. hesitate. me change me mind. “boleh la. letak telur”
az puts a pot of water on the stove.
“takpe la, kak yang masak sendiri”
took over. made maggi. put it into a bowl and got my pirates of the carribean tumbler filled with pepsi.
“okaylah, kak yang nak meletup kat atas”.
went upstairs. put bowl of kari meletup maggi on me desk. open The Perfect Hostage: A Life of Aung San Suu Kyi to read while ‘meletuping’.
No. Subject matter too serious.
Opened The Essential Rumi: Translation by Coleman Bark.
Read 2 poems. Hurm. Too mellow.
Grabbed Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason from book pile.
Felt tamak, now got 3 books wide opened on table.
need to write down. if not, no reminder of tamakness, later in life will regret.
Hence, reason being me here writing this note.
apparently kari meletup didn’t have impak maksima on me.
Impak Maksima, good effort by Ahmad Idham but a bit of copycat. Thats personal opinion.
Now, wanna sambung reading. Dunno which book. Slept the whole day. Now …. cannot sleep. Heheheheheh ….