When I Walked alone

Tulisan ini saya hasilkan bulan lepas...saya sampai KK pada 15/2/2015. Lapor diri pada keesokkan paginya. Catatan ini saya tulis pada 18/2/2015. Mulanya saya mau bagi tajuk "enjoying looser's life", tapi tetiba rasa nak tulis pengalaman berjalan kaki dan naik bas awam di tempat orang.

Umur dah 42, kerja dah lebih lima belas tahun, tapi pergi ofis naik kenderaan awam, you can call me looser, tak de hal.  Selama 3 hari ini saya menjalani kehidupan sebagai seorang looser. One of the day I even walk back home, from the office which is about 2km or so. Merentasi sebuah kampung yang dihuni oleh orang-orang kampung biasa. Tak sampai hati pula nak panggil gasar, sebab orang di sini  pelembut dan pemalu. Bayangkan perkampungan di celah bangunan batu agam milik kerajaan dan juga kapitalis kaya. As if looking at beautiful timid black pearls among, thorny roses. Red one ha ha ha.. ntah apa-apalah,kan… or like a timid tortoise with a giant panda who have been starved for days and hallucinating that the tortoise is a green mutant bamboo…

As I walked pass the kampung, I’m expecting a smell like the one I smelled/smelt??? when I was a small girl waiting for my kampung folk, hailing their catch from Selat Melaka….but I can’t smell anything at all. I've walked and walked and walked until I reached my apartment.

Each morning the Mini bus driver will play either dangdut song, or rock kapak ballet, on unrequited love theme. The song don’t bother me at all, as I am open to any type of song/music. But one of the morning I was amazed by this dangdut song, sang by a female singer. I don’t know the title but the lyric really taken me by surprise that it still drumming in my head until today….

Normally we heard about “api dalam sekam” but the dangdut lyric writer choose “asap dalam sekam” I almost laugh at first (I’m talking to myself, ini kalau dengar professor Bahasa ini sure heart attack dia…perosak bahasaaaaa! Minta kerajaan tangkap bole?) but the lady keep on singing “asap  dalam sekam tak boleh sorok, tentang selingkuhmu terhadap cintaku”…ha hapa-hapalah heh, sikit lebih kuranglah gitu. The lady sing and sing and sing until the song ended, while I’m busy digesting on the lyric. The song has long ended but I am still thinking about until I boarded from the bus and safely landed my big bum on my comfortable chair at my work station. That took me, roughly around 10-15 minutes. Then I told myself “there it goes, looser literature”