Everything

Some people can do anything. Some other awesome people can do everything.

Like my mom.

She practices delegation but most of the time she wants us to get to it now, despite my assurance that I am going and will get to it but my Anthony Bourdain will conclude in ten minutes so please let me do it afterwards?

And after ten minutes, I go and see that she has already done what she asked me to. I could only stare after her and buzz off to do something else, like my real calling instead.

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I think I do that to people all the time; not counting on them and just get on with the job. Good-natured people will feel bad but I nevertheless do it with no hard feelings. It is best to just get the job done and over with.

But it feels quite painful to be at the receiving end of it.

Sabah

Today Big Bro was interviewed by the SPA for his FYDO placement (the equivalent of us HO except dental students are only subjected to one year of scrutinization). He told us that his interviewer told him that "The reefs and islands of Sabah are very beautiful."

"Is he hinting that I'm going to be stationed in Sabah?" Hadi asked.

I could only say Pak Long had been prophetic. When we met him last week, he joked to Big Bro that he might be posted somewhere near the military base in Pulau Layang-Layang.

We at home discussed the possibility. Mom wanted to ask a relative of ours to ask his friend at the administration level to NOT post Big Bro to Sabah. But Dad said "It's okay. Even I got posted to Sarawak." 

"So that means I'm going to be sent to Sarawak too?" I quipped.

"No you stay here." Dad said without missing a beat.

I laughed. That reaction was completely understandable. After several years of running off without a care for the world, of course Dad wanted me cooped up. If he's lucky, I might even get HRPZ2; first posting is paediatric department.

Jangan bawak pulut masuk dusun.

Suatu hari dahulu, Mak Teh jumpa Ateh dekat dusun dan bawak pulut untuk makan tengahari. Tiba-tiba Mak Teh menangis teresak-esak.

"Kenapa dah lama tak jumpa kami? Dah tak ingat dekat kami ke?" Mak Teh sedih sambil tersedu.

Ateh terus bawak Mak Teh balik rumah. Bila ditanya, Mak Teh kata dia tak ingat apa-apa pun.

Chik kata, dulu arwah atuk selalu buat makan-makan dekat dusun. Buat majlis doa selamat je pun. Makan pulut dan durian beramai-ramai.

Kesimpulan daripada kisah ini adalah:
1- jangan bawak pulut masuk dusun.
2- kekalkan hubungan yang baik dengan jiran-jiran anda.

Selamat beramal.