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TRW

5:07 PM Ellie 0 Comments Category :

Tonight is the night..

Yes, a mouth-watering match between my home team TRW vs the Elephant Army. The East Coast clash! It is so damn obvious that I am rooting for TRW to win…and just like before I am not going to predict the score and talking about the formation, players selection and what not….heheheh.. Let others do the part, I just want to enjoy the match at home...

Football is the only entertainment which is celebrated by all. All walks of life appreciate the local team, the kids even persuade the parents to buy the jersey (sadly the counterfeit one) and travel to KL each time there is a final. The young one always look forward to fight for the tickets and made a journey by train, cars, buses flight and motorcycles just to be with their heroes. Don’t be surprise to see the old folks either men and women getting ready in front of the telly at home or 'kedai kopi' hehehe to cheer for the team.

Those scenarios in Kelantan will l remind me of England. On the match day, during the world cup, the Briton closed the shop early..in one situation I have to finish our lunch early as they wanted to close earlier than usual....everybody proudly walking in the jersey, almost all houses decorated with flags, the supermarket cashier, shopkeepers wearing the jersey, the memorabilia such as mugs, scarves, hats, shirts, stationery with 3 lions logo or Union Jack were sold cheaply in lieu of their participation in the cup. Not only that, don’t be surprise to see the workers in the office, whom I saw in the post office clad with England shirts welcome you. Yes, I would love these happen in Malaysia on the match day…the solidarity beyond political party and creed.

Subsequently I can say that footy is enormous in Britain and no wonder they can be mad either they lose or win the game. So hooliganism is not strange sadly (no pun intended). Yes, we were once caught up in that situation, a group of young intoxicated man made a noise on the street, yelling, singing and dancing. Alhamdulillah no bad thing happened, we just walk away as fast as we can and luckily the men in uniform were everywhere at that time.

I don’t want this to be happened in Malaysia and the brutal culture should not be inside and outside stadium. I am against the idea of bringing the kids to the stadium as many people swearing with negative words if the situation risen up, people enraged thus it is better for them to watch at home.

Either win or lose, let us accept the fate! There will always be another opportunity next time, next match and next cup. It is not worth it to throw bottles to the other fans, to throw flares, to engage in brawl and to mock the losing team. It is just a game! Also it is not worth it to do things which transgress the religion boundary the like of death treat and mad provocation.

To all let pray for an entertaining game, free from bookies, a wise referee decision, good and sporting fans and don’t forget to bow to Allah whenever you are!

Gomo Kelate Gomo!

Shall the best team win tonight!

Complicated

12:12 PM Ellie 0 Comments Category : rambling

Home Sweet Home

11:25 AM Ellie 0 Comments Category :

Yes, I am back to the places where I can feel the abundance of love. The place with trillion memories, from childhood to teenage year to adulthood. This is the place where I have never failed to miss each time I was away from home….even million of miles away. This is where the happiness and sadness engulf me. I was brought up there, met few childhood friends who we used to cycle together every morning to school, cycled back from home and together made plan to skip our Quranic class…..which was not that often as my sisters Angah or Along would eventually found out! Hehehe…however all of us including my little brother finally completed the Quranic class. Then on weekend, we made a pact to met at river bank, spent a day at the river till dawn or Along would come, scolded us and with drench clothes, we ran off immediately to reach home...…hahahah…sometimes we spent at the secret hideout which they (my sisters) already knew…hahahahha….

Those are the memories which always be in my heart……….

This is a home which Along left in 1988, left us 3 small kids to be brought up by us! This is a home that my father left to meet our creator on 9th September 2011. This is a home which has gone tremendous physical change, they were once covered up with solid wood, now each pieces of them slowly decay, aging with time… This is a home full of memories hanging on the wall…. in each photos portray unforgettable stories. This is my home which I never felt tired or bored although I just stared at old artifacts ranging from my sister's old records, my brother's old bicycle skeleton and my mother's worn out sofa whenever I am back.

Now I officially have a new home. A sanctuary of my own. About 10-15 minute drive from my mother's house, alas, I still adore my original home. Yes, my new home is built from steel, cement and stone but nothing can compare the creaky sounds of the wooden floor. The utensil and cutlery are certainly new and probably emblazon on it the famous brand, however I fond to drink an earl grey tea using an old Arc opal brand pairing with different saucer….hahahhaa….

Home is where my heart is…….