331. Enjoy your hard work.

Went to Jusco nearby my house today,
sitting on the bench in front of the stairs near CikenRaisShop.
trying to make up my mind to buy the swiss knife or not..
untill i have come to realize something.

Anda yang selim melim, lagi body pyon pyon diluar sana.
you have worked hard sculpting that body,
so be proud of your victory, show em out. brag on!!
you deserve it.

Expose those gebu skin like a gold medal,
let others envy your waist line.
cause believe me, u are an idol in your own way.
a winner among us who lost.
an eye washer for me :D hehehh.. (Cuci Mata)

Kira win win situation appaa..
anda sedang membangga,
pocket menjadi penonton nya.
dah tu nak bangga kehapahnya
kalau tak der penonton kan?

330. Secret is when u alone knows it.

Sndiri tahu, itu rahsia,
berdua tahu, itu gossip,
bertiga tahu, itu cerita,
berempat tahu, itu pengetahuan am.

so what ever u do,

dont tell a second soul of what did u do last raya.

cause its just a matter of time till it become a gossip.

and the gossip become a cerita.. like folk tales about hantu susu,

and after the fifth soul knows your secret...

Its pengetahuan am..every one know it already,

like how u know that cars usually have 4 tyres,

bicycle runs on air sirap,

and marriage is the end.

So pocketeers, do u have a secret?

dont wanna be public about it? go anonimes also can:D

(Cam post secret plak)

329. Praying... kuatkanlah iman ini ..

I use to have a lady friend who's cute and easygoing,
Tall and thin, fair as any vanilla flavored ice cream look like
with iq so high, u'd think she might be a prosecutor. talks a lot.
She was one of those who are genetically intelligent
but never got the chance to go to any good school.
The father never let her out of her kampung worrying
she will ruin her life by all those demonic culture
outside her kampung. and she stupidly obliged.

Lots of sweet memories with her, i was there for a few
of her first time experience. (Bukan bukan.. bukan !!!)
I was there on her first flight take off.
(She was the one holding my hand.. not me ok!!)
Her first visit to melaka,
(Did i mentioned she never left her kampung before?)
Her first swimming pool. (Malam lagiiii, ohh kenangan pergi la jauh!!)
Seems like from where she came from,
ladies are not allowed to swim
(...and i accidentally brought two of my swimming tights.. hummm?)

Well i have to admit that I was fond of her in so many ways.
One of them is that she allows me to touch her,
Now now pocketeers.. dont get too naughty..
when i say 'touch her' i dont mean touching her 'there'.
Easy said our skins were not foreign to each other and
this thumb of mine went in where i think no other men
have gone before. (Mengurut belakang leher lah!!)
She's intelligent,
amat lah sopan nyer salam cium tangan mama pocket,
she makes me milo one night.. and a picture of me growing old
with her flashed for 0.4second. ohh..
well what is there not to love about her.

but she have a BF.
Who is also from her kampung,
Who is also possesive like her father,
Who is not that handsome. (This i add up)
Who also knows about a handsome apek looking guy is flirting
with his girl.

There was one night i was sending her home after our johor trip,
he was waiting with a few of his friends wanting to plow this face
of mine with a metal buku lima. I got out of the car,
chest fully inflated like a gorilla offensive stands and say..
'wanna do anything to me, make sure i'm dead after,
or else i'll saman everyone here so high,
that your father will be looking for tin can to pay for food'
didnt think much!! yes i know. but it worked!!
no one moved, good! Make a bit of garang face and
got in the car, wet my pants.
Shivered like i'm having demam kepialu.
(Ok ok.. i'm not that brave.. i know)

We got separated after she left the company,
Some say her BF was intimidated by me and forced her to leave.
Some say she got better offer elsewhere.
I say she's afraid of falling for me, hence the resign letter.
(This... i perasan sorang sorang ok)

kept on wondering though... what if.

After three years, the dark cloud that hovers on this forever autum
life of mine opened a bit, letting a bright light shining over this land
of nothingness, for an instance a flower nearly bloomed.

Met her with some friends the other day,
giggling over some naked manekin in Jusco nearby my house.
'hai.. kenal lagi? lamanya tak jumpa.. sihat? kenapa tak call?'
'my hubby delete number u dlm henpon i.. then dia tukar number i ,
so memang la tak leh nak call dah... '
'sampai camtu skali.. dah kawin ngan dia?'
'dah, 3 tahun dah,' she tone down her voice,
slowly gliding away from her friends audible zone.
'uuu.. tak jemput pon. baby?'
'xder rezeki lagi, maybe u buleh tolong?'
i just smiled and say.. 'maybe'
but in my heart i'm screaming..
'buuuuuleeeeehhhhhh!!!'

After an awkward moment of fidgeting and swinging
left and right shifting my weight from one leg to the other,
'so call me please!! kenal kenal balik'
Her thin lips curled to a smile.
'umph.. i will!!'

and she left.

Got back to my crib and lay on my back with
my hand on my forehead wondering..
This is a great opportunity but,
why am I thinking twice to call her now?

Praying..
jangaaaan la kantul.. hummmmmmmm...

loh!! kesitu pulak?
Oi!!

328.Jatuh Iman Kang...

'...tapi pasai apa pulak nak kacau,
depa bukan nya buat apa pun,
semua nya hang nak kira zina tak betui la... '
farid still trying to defend his nephew who
went to pangkor in couples without adult
supervision.
'berdua duaan kat tempat yang sunyi tu buleh
menimbulkan kecurigaan, dalam islam kita
tak buleh nak buat macam tu.. memang la kena
ada saksi kalau nak tangkap basah ka apa..
tapi hang selaku...'
'Aaaahhh!! sudah lah!!'
Firwan was cut off by farid who started calmly
listening to the advise but now his blood going
up the roof. Annoyed with Firwan who cant
listen to good story without giving advise of wisdom.
'semua nak kira ikut islam, kalau macam tu apa pun tak buleh buat
la!! dok umah, terus jer tak maju macam tok nenek kita!!'
farid added.

and suddenly... all the other people who was
only listening from the beginning stand up
and stop him from continuing his words,
holding him like he's some lunatic holding
a parang trying to go amok.
'sabaq sabaq, jangan sampai jatuh iman ...
farid bawak istigfar ok, bawak betenang..'

yes yes pocketeers,
this happened the other day,
this karangan is 2 weeks old.
jangan sampai jatuh iman yer...
same to blogging, EffBii, Tuiter,
feel free to write anything, everything, something,
a thing or two, urat keting, puting botol susu...
but jangan sampai jatuh iman yer..

Nasihat utk pocket juga nih ^^;