It’s not Friday.
It is, in fact, the day after. But how the heaven did I miss it? Now I really feel like making it feel like Friday. Let’s just say I started the day with donning a kebarung. Yes, my sweet green kebarung of which the fabric was my wedding hantaran (gift). Some things do last longer than marriages, si? In fact… uh, never mind. 🙂
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As I was making breakfast for me Monchies this morning, I got thinking about my Fridays in Malaysia. Fridays back in the days when I was younger. Much younger. And I got thinking about what used to be the highlight of my Fridays back then. Especially when I was staying with my family in Taiping.
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Friday was the day for me, KaCher and me girlfriends to gawk at men. We were fifteen okay! What fifteen-year-old girls that don’t gawk at men? Umph! Well, any given day was a gawking-at-men day for most of us fifteen-year-old girls, really. But Friday was the official Gawking-at-Malay-Men-Going-For-Friday-Prayers-in-Kain-Pelikat Day! (Pelikat is the Malay sarong for men, Neil.)
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I couldn’t describe the feeling it gave us looking at those ‘cool’ sarongs on good-looking hunks. I still can’t describe it now. I blame it on the gawking-at-men-in-sarong deprivation I am suffering in Russia. But men’s sarong is probably the coolest one-piece attire ever invented in our Asian culture. There are sarongs for Indian men, the mundu and the lungi and many more. There are sarongs for Malay men, the pelikat, the batik – well, even the towels are seen to be a trend in some places. And for Chinese men, there’s the shang or the chang. Hmmm that explains why the Russians do not have these cool garments. They have no need for something cool. They’re cold.
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So yeah, I do miss the sight. The sight of men in their pelikat and Baju Melayu top, songkok on their heads on Fridays, looking so cool on a hot sunny midday stepping over the army truck tailboard while showing some skin and hair. Did I say showing some skin and hair? Oh I take that back. Pretend I didn’t tell you what I saw, okay? Pretend you didn’t know what sight I miss, okay?
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The picture above has nothing to do with sarong, pelikat, Fridays or my obsession with any of the above. I just got carried away with my gawking activity. And as I know that I can get myself in trouble with this entry, I have to confess that I can’t wait for summer! The probability of having a man wearing pelikat in my house is promising. I am gone ironing now to cool off.
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Questa è Enida 
ah enida, tiba tiba terasa segan dalam hati kecil akak yang agak merenyam ini walaupun sangatla menghela-ghela nak tau siapakan mr sexy back ini.bukan apa, akak takut tak berupaya mengawal perasaan dan akan menggeget encik sexy back di luar sadar lantas membawa malu yang amat besar untuk akak dan menyebabkan akak dimasukkan dalam list kengkawan anda yang tak boleh dibawak masuk majlis 🙂
p/s hati bertanya, siapa gerangan ek? 🙂
aghh aghh tekanan perasaan, of course i meant ‘whose’ bukan ‘who’s’ ….*lari hempas diri atas tilam kecewa dengan kesilapan tatabahasa sendiri.
Aaiiiiihhh janganlah kao menekan perasaan kao itu. It’s a genuine mistake walaupun Buguru Enida nan Garang terpaksa memotong markah sebanyak dua puntung.
If it makes you feel better, I’ll introduce you to the man with the delicious back and behind, and delicious feet nampak urat keting yang perkasa itu. Owhhh! I am drooling as I type ni haa. And look at that little ‘lurah bilut’ on his spine. Ummmppphhh! Imagine the two calves hidden in the pelikat peeping out to greet you when this delicious thing melangkah naik ke dalam bas yang berwarna… errr what’s the color again? I am color blind now because I am blinded by the vision of the calves yang berurat-urat tegap.
Am I turning this blog into a porn?
oh enida, who’s sexy back is that? pray tell *hyperventilating on maximum speed.
on a more stable breathing note, these gawking fridays of yours, are very much similar to the ones we had in our ppp rooms.all those young, delicious, strong calves exposed everytime the owners climbed onto the bas hijau ppp 🙂 tiba-tiba akak rasa nak mengegggeeettt, oh sabar la hati 😉
Aaah….those dudes were going to the mosques! hahaha…and you young things were having evil thoughts of them. so notti!
At least we get to see what you’re hankering for at the Malaysia Hall. Oh, because a retired Malay imam lives nearby, Eid days will see Malay families decked in their best baju melayu/samping/kebarung/baju kurung Just like in the old country. purrr….meow!
Muahahahahaha, Angelina! You made me blush!
What a young and wild thing I was back then. Welllll… even writing this, reminiscing my youth and wilderness makes me feel young and wild again. I just hid all the pelikat sarongs in the house before I go harassing Mr. Johnson making him wear pelikat in subzero winter nights. Yeeeehawww!