We Met Mr. Sam

I had fun yesterday. And thank you for the memory; I shall remember it for the rest of my life. The visit was well-worth, the sarcasm was well-enjoyed and yes the lesson will be documented should I re-lost possession of my sanity in the coming future.

Thus this post.

Last night the two travelmates and I went down near El-Borg to visit Encik Shamsul (I think I'm the only one calling him that, and the reason was for the sake of skema-ness). As it was three months ago, it was much enjoyable when he started gearing into his seriously serious mode.

1- Be respectful of titles where it concerns; addressing the ahlul bait with their first name without the proper Saidina/Sayyidatina title will warrant a full smack up your head.

Beta dah dua kali kene.. (“Ape Ali/Hussein tu adik-beradik kau?”) How should I know that place was called Saidina Hussein when all the seniors have been calling it Hussein ever since I got here! Tapi salah sendiri sebab tak peka dan terlalu bergantung pada orang.

2- Respect the local’s culture and be optimistic; there are good everywhere if you bother to look for them.


3- Love and respect knowledge and people who embrace it. Carry books with you everywhere.

“In my defense, my book is in my bag! Takkan nak bawak keluar buku depan orang yang kita ziarah?”

4- You are a traveler, be one! Eat (the local food) a lot, talk to the people, SMILE, and be naughty sometimes.

LOL. “By sometimes you mean how many times?”

5- Be careful, yes, but don’t breed prejudice. You will be none the better especially when you go back to your country.


6- Be optimistic. Remember how those neighbours wished you “Alhamdulillah bissalamah” when you came back from Malaysia? Isn’t that better than the sniding “Hai~~” when you see the girl walking alone?

Haha! I was at fault, yes, and probably deserved all the snide remarks in the world. I never did appreciate people rubbing it in my face, but their concern was very much adored and appreciated :)

7- Be grateful of what you have, the every opportunity you were given. Say your thanks and maximize them for the better good.

"Boleh la bagi zakat dekat ustaz-ustaz ni," Ustaz Faiz added with a twinkle.

But I wanna go to Europe again, haha! :P

But most of the time he was being the super jerk mengelentong orang, and I can only say, “Saya dah tak tahu yang mana satu realiti, mana satu ilusi dah.”

Together yesterday were Kak Lin the author (!) pursuing her PhD in Ottawa, the funny Kak Yi Tian (omg, we all laugh at everything!), Abang Azlan the Bank Rakyat branch manager and Ustaz Faiz of Rumah Pahang/KL who I pity for being bullied by them all.

Not. XD

I hereby hope none of the stated above ever stumble across this post :P

p/s: Mera*ap is my favourite thing to do now.