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Ramadhan is drawing to a close. Wasn't it just yesterday I was asking if it was too early to start playing lagu Raya? How time flies. Oh that's so cliche' huh?
With less than a week from Hari Raya, you must be in another country if you didn't notice the hype. Today might be the last day of work before the long holidays for most of you. I wasn't allowed to take any leave this Raya season, which means I'm stuck here in this old building on the eve of Hari Raya. Now that's a first.
The boss wanted people to be in the office. I could understand that. You never know when someone will do a Karam Singh Walia and make a surprise visit, provoking the millions at home with, "Di manakah semua orang di pejabat ini??!" and wrapping it up with a kick-ass pantun or two.
No biggie. I'm here in my hometown. My balik kampung would technically mean the journey from the pejabat to my house. Thrilling stuff, huh?
I've never really felt the true joy of balik kampung. The farthest that I travelled to come home was when I was in school. You see, both of my parents are from the Seremban area. It has its pros and cons, but you feel kinda left out by the whole balik kampung experience. Both of my grandparents have passed away so there isn't exactly a kampung to look forward to anyway. My balik kampung for the last 6 years has been the trip on the KL - Seremban highway. Nothing much to shout about, I know. But it feels kinda nice to get those crappy freebies and fake smiles from the PLUS operators. And the free Nescafe' at the Petronas stations are okay too. It's not exactly gourmet, but heck it's free so just teguk je la.
Which leads me to the point of this entry, which seems pointless up till here. I just wanna wish everyone a safe journey home this holiday season. I know some of you will travel less than the journey I take, but some of you might be going on a cross-country trip too. Wherever your destination is, near or far, just be careful okay. I don't have that many blog readers, so I wouldn't wanna lose the precious few :P
And of course, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri to everyone. Maaf zahir batin for any of my wrongdoings, intentionally or unintentionally. Take care and God bless.
P/s: Who's working on Wednesday next week? Contact me and we can sing 'Dendang Perantau' together while listening to the countless Raya dedications on Era. Are you up for it?