Questa è Enida

Was just taking it easy today at home. Well, not that easy. Called Chia, the locksmith, to get our sliding doors lock fixed. Bibik accidentally broke the key when she was trying to get the doors opened on the Raya morn, and half of the key was stuck in the keyhole. For two nights, those sliding doors were guarded by my #7 bro, Lam. Anyway, Chia came and Chia left with the whole lock removed from the door. Okay, whatever! He’s the locksmith. I am just a lovesmith. We were on two different categories if I ever made it to the Yellowpages.

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So Chia came, Chia left and Chia was supposed to come back later in the afternoon with the lock fixed. But Chia didn’t show up until I was about to leave for supper at Lil Sis’s house. And on top of it, Chia forgot to bring the duplicate key he made for the fixed lock! Alaaa Chia ni. So Chia is coming again tomorrow morning with the key. At the moment, the sliding doors are just wedged by an axe and a broken piece of wood from our old bed. The alarm is set, no worries, neither Chia nor Chickadee can come in without waking me up first tonight.

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So we had supper at Lil Sis’s house, only 14km away from home. Like always, Kitreena and I would have our little chat while I am driving. Tonight, wearing her sweet baby blue baju kurung, she got thinking again about her self.

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Mom, I am half Asian.
Yes, you are. Who told you that?
You did!
I did? I forgot I did. Yes, you are half Asian, half Caucasian. Caucasian is white.
I know what Caucasian is, Mom. You don’t have to tell me.
Oops! Okay. And you know, we Asians are the pretty kind. Just like Caucasians. But you are the prettier kind.
(I said that to cheer her up. She wasn’t happy with me taking it easy at home today. She wanted to go somewhere, like yesterday, we went to Pagoh.)

Kitreena had a big grin. For a few seconds she just stared at me, smiling.

But Mom, you know…you are one of a kind.

She just cheered me up instead. My day was made.
Easy!

Ice Cream

Your love is better than ice cream
Better than anything else that I’ve tried
And your love is better than ice cream
Everyone here knows how to fight

And it’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down to the place
Where we started from

Your love is better than chocolate
Better than anything else that I’ve tried
Oh love is better than chocolate
Everyone here knows how to cry

It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down to the place
Where we started from…

~Sarah McLachlan