hometown

I was waiting for Yeop to pick me up at the train station after sending Kema's Yamaha Ego for departure from Sg Siput to KL Station (then I have to pick it up and send it to Kema. It cost me RM83.10..)when this thought occured in my mind "It'll be nice if I can work in Sg Siput for the rest of my life".

for sure my Awek will not concurr with my thought but..it just nice to think that my parents is in here, my brother and sister also here and of course my relatives. Also people know each others. That what I missed a lot. Being away since 13, I dont have a lot of friends in here. But still, some faces still can be recognised and some also know me. That just nice, I think..

and I will always got the chance to eat my mom cooking everyday. day in and day out..yummy man...even though the dishes is simple, but the taste..slurpy..

and also the best part is I can get the fresh fruits such as betik, rambutan, mango during the season. last 10 years, we also enjoyed Durians during the season but now the durian's tree already in "nyawa-nyawa ikan" conditions. but still sometimes received durians from neighbours orchard.

life in sg siput seems easy. with RM2, I can get 10 slices of Pisang Goreng and Roti Canai still RM0.60 with delicious dhal (in Sg Siput we call it Parpoo)..

I'm thinking of buying house near to my parent.For my future retirement.....

lets see what kind of option that can I have..

opportunity and luck

opportunity and luck..

how does it related?

in my side of story it related in many ways.
Opportune enough to be named/selected to carry various duty in overseas in 2009 and luck that ensure my name be named/selected.

Yep. Was lucky when given the opportunity to go for Saudi, Qatar, Kuwait, Egypt, Chile, UAE and transit in Argentine on the various duty for the company in 2009. All on the Company's cost.

And for 2010, I do believe that my Passport will no longer be needed as I don't think my name will be listed again.

Time to enjoy moment in Malaysia, I think..

Cherish..

Salam Maal Hijrah..

dariuthantkedengkil

people show me such unpleasent and sympathic kind of reaction when i told them that i live in dengkil and work in jalan duta. somehow i also felt the same feeling..

but that was before i moved to the Gold Park, Dengkil. Its took me about 40 minutes and Rm2.50 to reach my place-where-i-find-food-for-life. so, its ok..not that bad.

despite all the hussle during the weekdays, i think i can live in peaceful and harmony place which is farfaraway from keyel during my weekends.

some gain with some loss i think