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Tuesday, 7 October 2008

:-) what can I say about my trip to Desaru. the grin is not going anywhere soon. it was a much needed break. thanks folks. 2years 9months later, i was able to take my Aidilfitri leave. my God. maybe thats the perk for working with blind bosses.

alot of things have been going on with work. sorry. not my worry now :-). a huge burden has been lifted off me ever since. i was able to drive 150 kilometres to Desaru worry free. not thinking about process, training, accounts etc. the entire journey (or half of it anyways) was filled with yapping old stories about the kampong and how i used to be a very mischevious one back then. 15 years. 15 years since i've been returned to Desaru. My God. thanks. Thank you God. As i drive to Desaru in my "borrowed" Punto Grande, i smiled. those memories of me there when i was just a small boy. dad used to drive us there every year. now its all part of good memories. now its up to us to make new good memories. i smiled. hearing mum talking about the good memories. i smiled when everyone was sleeping in the car... hah. turning to be a good driver. well, maybe its because of the long distance.

went to the first house. our aunt's house. damn nice. hell we almost missed it thanks to the improvements done to the house. yeap, almost every house has got a satellite dish. and yeap, no more red soiled roads. most are covered with gravel. human advancement.

most of them dun recognise me anymore. haha, well, could be due to the absence of geeky spectacles. most of them said that i looked like our late uncle who drowned some years ago. late years ago. wow. i think back. maybe thats where i developed my initial aqua phobia. my mum lost her brother in the sea... yeap. it was a nice reunion. all the hugs and kisses. never fails to warm my heart to see mum soo happy like that. i owe her alot. my mum. all her prayers. all her words of wisdom. all her encouragement when i was most down.

we then went to the second house. our grand dad's bro's house. thats where i found out that my mum is trying to hook me up with some of our distant cousins. yeap. heh... you've got to hand it to her. she even tries to settle my relationship issues. hah. people playing fireworks. woohoo... sounds like a warzone. but fun thou... heh

the first night was good. driving during the day and night thru Desaru is fun. Second night was even better. had lunch at one of our relative's place. what was served on the menu ? catfish ! yes catfish ! yum yum. first time had catfish. Mum was irking away at the fact that its lake water fish. surprisingly, the meat is soft and tender. it was cooked in two ways that day. barbecued and curry cooked. damn, it tasted good.

then went to more relatives house. all the cryings and stuff. most of them were delighted to see me. 15 years. it felt great to be back. the peace. the serenity of it all. looking at places not touched by advancement. well, they are advanced. but still retain its natural looks.

i actually can't put the trip into words. its just amazing... it was well worth the money we invested in the car and all the other stuffs. wish it would be longer thou.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Maaf Zahir Batin.

Zaki van Persie


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