First of all, this is not a love story. It is 2.05am on 9th November 2007. Although I am terribly tired today with all the activities which was quite eventful, I found out that I still can’t call it a day today, as though there is something in my mind that waiting to be released, before I can unite with my lovely bed beside this PC.
To begin with, Happy Deepavali to my Indian friends, especially my old mates in school; munies, satha, kagul, sanjay, prem, vinoshen ‘the chess master’, ganesh, thurai, prashant and ravi. May they still living in peace and harmony whenever they are right now. The day started quite early, 8.15am to be exact, as if it is not a public holiday (which allows you to sleep the whole day). But to do that in your middle-20s, as a man, as a working man, is as similar to what people call as ‘wasting time’. As ‘usual’ nowadays, my activities are not complete without starting with a ’short’ drive up to ‘presint 9′, where everything pretty much starts just after I knock that piece of 3′ x 7′ wood up on **th floor 
You cannot start a good day without proper breakfast, so we headed to a ‘garden’ somewhere around there for some ‘processed paddy’ and ‘boiled water with sugar and tea’, for energy’s sake. It’s gonna be a long, long day. I know some of you will laugh at this, but visiting the Zoo on a public holiday such as today is not a bad plan after all. In fact, I always enjoyed my trip to the ‘cage’. But this trip were not to be like any other previous trip, with the activities including a ‘costly twist‘ I should say. Let’s cut the chase, when you own a sets of expensively-assembled pieces of glass in your hand, the last thing in the world you want to see is, witnessing the pieces of glass breaks right in front of you, totally out of the blue. Guess what? THAT last thing happened!! How? Why? I don’t know, and I don’t want to know. As an avid photography fan, that was something that REALLY struck straight to my heart, like a sledgehammer knocked on your chest by your loved one. IMAGINE….
But hey, life’s more than just a ‘RM800+ pieces of glass’ right? It was painful, really painful to be honest, but thankfully IT CAN BE FIXED. There are more things in life that are worse than this, that are harder to fix, or cannot be fixed at all. If you know what ‘broken’ means, you know what I’m talking about…
After the small incident, we made another trip around the ‘cage’, this time by the transportation system they provide FOC. After we made the necessary ‘routine’, it’s time to say goodbye, a generous goodbye to the gatekeeper. It was 1pm+, so we headed for our lunch destination, which in turn becomes generous to both of us, thanks to some ‘family connection’, hehe. A free meal is like getting a 20cent from your mom to buy your favourite ice cream at a nearby grocery shop when you were a 6 years old. It WAS that fun, thank you very much. But along the way, we met with 2 road accidents, 1; a Kancil hitting a back of a car at a traffic light near KLCC, enough to fold his hood into a ‘house roof shape’ (I wonder where the driver was looking when he hit the brake). 2; a potentially fatal accident involving a WAJA and a motorcycle near Carrefour Wangsa Maju. We did not know the state of the motorcycle rider at the time, but from our observation from inside of our car, it doesn’t look good at all.
Thank God, that was the last incident we had to witnessed for today, unless you consider a ‘30 minutes wait for a car park space in midvalley’ as an incident too. The new complex called The Garden’s not bad either. Lions For Lambs was not an incident, it was a disaster!! Honestly, I thought the director must have been shot dead while filming the movie halfway, that nobody seems interested to continue filming afterwards, but they decided to air it worldwide anyway for some consolation. Sigh…..
The day ended on a happy note I think. A cup of hot Nescafe with your friends and someone and a bottle of sisha by your side is great enough for me to take matters to a close. My stomach were full of foods (thanks to her :-)), and a drive up back to ‘presint 9′ can be joyful, IF you’re not alone..
INCIDENT-PACKED, EVENTFUL, MIXED FEELINGS; that’s what today was all about. Tomorrow is a different story…
