eidul adha 06
..and i realized that i have not visited my maktok and nenek for such a long time..and i have missed batu pahat. it was good to be able to see the whole big family all gathered for yet another celebration, kenduri and all, pushing aside the readings and workloads that are screaming for attention. few hours after i reached home, the whole family was 'packed' in our family car all ready to be transported; parents, kids, bags and all to my nenek's place. my mom's side, that is. my aunts and nenek who stays there have always managed to keep the tradition going every Eid celebration, which is, to cook everything. no caterers allowed. completement home-made food. right from the ketupat, all the way to the sambal kacang; lodeh and all. and they never fail to get the ketupat right, parfait the way i like it. not hard or overcooked; just nicely soft, a little 'lembik'. that's the term i use. ketupat lembik. just like how i love and prefer nasi lembik. anyways, since it was decided that we would spend the morning of Eid this time around at maktok's (abah's side) which is only around 13mins drive away; we spent the day at nenek's to help around and stuff. by night time, before we left for maktok's, it was a full house. kids running around, babies' crawling here and there, mom's and dad's voices chatting, laughing; it was meriah..but i know deep down every single person in the house, they all feel the absence of arwah atuk.. just how the last Eidul Fitr was the first without atuk, so was this Eidul Adha..
(true it was; my uncle voiced out how he really feel the absence of atuk as this Eid was his first time to slaughter a cow -bcause the masjd in front of the house do cows every year- without atuk..he said there was a lack of confidence..sedih..)
though atuk was never of those who would be laughing, or giving orders, chatting or telling stories, he would just sit on his chair quietly and watch everyone bustling around in the kitchen..yes, i have to admit, i do miss atuk..semoga Allah mencucuri rohnya..
Eid morning was at maktok's. everyone (Except pak long's as usual) was home for this Eid. children, grandchildren, and grand-grand's too! but too bad i was accompanied with a runny nose after zohor; not mentioning back ache and cramps. and it was after zohor la my maktok's place was swarmed, flooded, u name it; with people. they slaughtered a sheep earlier in the morning; and after zuhur, kenduri time. maktok made pulut kuning..( ehem.pulut kuning..)
(ohkay..i cant post pics of the kambing here because somehow the server's a bit moody here..will post it at the bottom)
anyways. i was telling my dad how i pity the kambing ( you will too when you look at the pic and see how cute and adorable it is. was, i mean..) because i was sure that he (Or she. i never got to know its gender) must have known of his/her fate, coming up the next day. he must have had all this monologues and dramas playing in his little not-so-round head right from the moment he was tied to the pole..and my dad immediately cut me off short with a "jgn cakak sedih..if you look at it in another point of view, he (or she) is actually the chosen one. to be di'sembelih'! not any kind of animal gets to be the one to be slaughtered..." and he went on about the raya haji and korban stuff..and all its relations..
so, instead of feeling sypathy for the kambing, i happily and calmly bid farewell to 'Mr.Wooly Burly' before the men gathered around him (i decided on hs gender when i had to choose his name) and get busy on him. of course, i did not watch the whole episode.
oh well..leaving for campus tomorrow and as usual, felt like tak sempat bernafas..oh well, cant be away for too long too..miss the life back there too..oh well, (again,) i guess i got used to this 'student life'..am all good..its a new year, welcome 2007..i pray, as lways, that this year would b e better than the last, anyhows, i just pray for the best, and i really really pray that God will make ease difficulties and hard times; come what may..
(true it was; my uncle voiced out how he really feel the absence of atuk as this Eid was his first time to slaughter a cow -bcause the masjd in front of the house do cows every year- without atuk..he said there was a lack of confidence..sedih..)
though atuk was never of those who would be laughing, or giving orders, chatting or telling stories, he would just sit on his chair quietly and watch everyone bustling around in the kitchen..yes, i have to admit, i do miss atuk..semoga Allah mencucuri rohnya..
Eid morning was at maktok's. everyone (Except pak long's as usual) was home for this Eid. children, grandchildren, and grand-grand's too! but too bad i was accompanied with a runny nose after zohor; not mentioning back ache and cramps. and it was after zohor la my maktok's place was swarmed, flooded, u name it; with people. they slaughtered a sheep earlier in the morning; and after zuhur, kenduri time. maktok made pulut kuning..( ehem.pulut kuning..)
(ohkay..i cant post pics of the kambing here because somehow the server's a bit moody here..will post it at the bottom)
anyways. i was telling my dad how i pity the kambing ( you will too when you look at the pic and see how cute and adorable it is. was, i mean..) because i was sure that he (Or she. i never got to know its gender) must have known of his/her fate, coming up the next day. he must have had all this monologues and dramas playing in his little not-so-round head right from the moment he was tied to the pole..and my dad immediately cut me off short with a "jgn cakak sedih..if you look at it in another point of view, he (or she) is actually the chosen one. to be di'sembelih'! not any kind of animal gets to be the one to be slaughtered..." and he went on about the raya haji and korban stuff..and all its relations..
so, instead of feeling sypathy for the kambing, i happily and calmly bid farewell to 'Mr.Wooly Burly' before the men gathered around him (i decided on hs gender when i had to choose his name) and get busy on him. of course, i did not watch the whole episode.
oh well..leaving for campus tomorrow and as usual, felt like tak sempat bernafas..oh well, cant be away for too long too..miss the life back there too..oh well, (again,) i guess i got used to this 'student life'..am all good..its a new year, welcome 2007..i pray, as lways, that this year would b e better than the last, anyhows, i just pray for the best, and i really really pray that God will make ease difficulties and hard times; come what may..
*ryhn*
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