Posted in Facebook, Sense, Write On on February 17, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Perbezaan di antara kucing lapar dengan kucing lapar yang bijak ialah…
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Kucing lapar akan menjilat bibir apabila terpandang sahaja akan makanan. Tetapi kucing lapar yang bijak hanya akan menjilat bibir sesudah makan.
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Sekian melaporkan pemerhatian sifat manusia gelojoh dan tak tau malu mengalahkan kucing kurap di Facebook.
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Ooh sang algojo, ooh nanti dulu…
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Posted in Sense, Write On on February 12, 2012| 10 Comments »
Ai tau ai manusia biasa. And sebab ai tau ai ni manusia biasa lah hari ni ai rili-rili nak membebel. Ai tau sangat kalau ai membebel pada yu, yu tu tak faham sebab orang yang berfikiran negetif macam yu akan cari kekurangan ai jugak sudahnya. Malas ai!
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Fersofall, yu tu kalau jumpa ai, mesti nak komen pasal badan ai. Tapi yang peliknya mata yu tu sentitip benau bila badan ai naik. Mesti nak menshen. Eh, yu nampak berisi lah sekarang. Eh, badan yu naik ke? Eh, yu punya pipi nampak chabi sikit daripada aritu. Eh, sihat nampak!
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Tapi bila badan ai susut, pinggang ai ramping, muka ai lonjong… yu nampak lah pulak jerawat ai kat tepi hidung! Eh, muka yu teruk sekarang kan. Tak macam dulu. Eh, yu banyak makan belacan ke? Eh, apasal muka yu tak berseri ni? Eh, ni mesti tak jaga kulit lah ni, muka tak lawa dah ni.
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And bila ai bergetah, wajah cerah dan ceria, nampak hepi macam tak ada gangguan… yu mesti rasa kaler baju ai tak sesuai dengan ekseseri yang ai pakai. Ataupun stail ai over sikit, sebab skirt ai putih, singkat pulak tu untuk wanita matang macam ai. Ai nampak muda sangat nanti. Muda daripada yu. Tak sesuai.
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Lepas tu semua benda yang ai cakap, yu tak percaya. Tapi yu mintak nasihat ai gitu gini, itu ini. Tapi bila ai nak kongsi ilmu dengan yu, semuanya yu dengar dengan muka tak percaya. Oh ye ke apa yu cakap ni? Oh betul ke laik dat? Tu tak betul, ni tak kena. Yu lagi percaya benda-benda karut zaman jahiliah daripada statistik dan risec ai. Tu menunjukkan betapa kurangnya yu ni membaca. Banyak benda yang anak ai darjah satu pun tau, yu boleh tak tau. Hish, cetek!
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Cara ai berfikir memang lain daripada cara yu. Ai kalau jumpa orang, ai akan perasan benda-benda yang baik aja. Lantak lah badan yu naik 39 kilo sekalipun, ai tak tegur. Wel, mebi sebab yu sendiri akan menshen awal-awal dah, badan yu naik. Wich, ai tak kesah pun. Badan yu. Yu tau apa yu sumbat kat mulut yu.
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Tapi bila ai rasa tudung yu lawa, ai puji aja lah seikhlas jiwa ai. Kalau tudung tak lawa sebab toncet yu tinggi sangat, ai buat lah macam tak nampak. Lantak yu lah, kepala yu. Ai tak ambik berat pasal kepala yu semacam mana yu ambik berat pasal kepala lutut ai yang terjulur bila ai pakai skirt putih Nichii ai tu. Skirt yang yu kata tak branded. Tak macam tudung jenama X stail cekik belakang tengkuk yu tu. Ratus ringgit selai. Memang ai tak brended.
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Tapi apa pun, ai bersyukur sangat yu tak duduk sebelah rumah ai.
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Posted in Write On on January 30, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Posted in Poetry on January 27, 2012| Leave a Comment »
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Biru dekat sini,
biru dekat sana;
Biru dalam hati,
rindu orang mana?
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*Enida
22 April 2011
Marina Island, Lumut
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Posted in Poetry on January 26, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Posted in Write On on January 25, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Yang jauh didekatkan. Yang dekat disatukan. Yang satu diduakan. Yang dua ditiga-empatkan. Yang tiga-empat diceraikan. Yang cerai dijauhkan. Yang jauh didekatkan dengan yang lain pulak. Hah, elok sangat lah tu. That’s why I don’t believe in multi-level marketing, or polygamy. Men should learn a thing or two about loyalty from penguins. Yeah, women too. Sekian.
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Hah? Tak lah! Tak marah langsung. To each his own. 😉
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Posted in Poetry on January 21, 2012| 1 Comment »
Enida berpantun di hujung halaman:
Tidak berpangkin lamanku ini,
buluh rimbun rotan berduri;
Tidak berpimpin tanganku ini,
jatuh bangun jalan sendiri.
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Posted in Inside Enida, Write On on January 20, 2012| 1 Comment »
There are times when I feel like letting my guard down, sitting here pouring my heart out in as many words as I can write on this Questa è Enida blog, telling about everything that I have gone through, everything that has broken me to pieces, slices, chunks, granules and eventually to dust.
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But as I was finishing the previous sentence, I was struck hard by my own inability to answer my own question: Why? Words might not come easy, and juicy stories might sell. But mine are not cheap. I only have one life here.
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The wrongs…
Do I write about them or do I just right them?
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Posted in Makan-Makan, Write On on January 5, 2012| 3 Comments »
I am pretty much like my dad when it comes to munching on snacks. Snacks? Uh, perhaps junks is a slightly more honest term. 😉 But the point is, we both like fish crackers — keropok ikan. Dad and I can eat keropok ikan like there’s no tomorrow. I remember back then, we could even have it with rice as lauk when we didn’t like Mom cooking cockles (kerang) for lunch, or beef lungs (paru or kelempung). Iyewww!
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Anyway, last year I was introduced by a local friend to a Kuala Kemaman’s fish cracker place called Keropok Intan. Yeah, what’s with the name eh? Regardless, the cleanliness of the place makes me feel like buying the whole shop! And so I have been munching on keropok Intan very very often since. Oh yes, very!
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But for the first time in my life, today, right here, right now, as I am writing this… I am experiencing some ‘technical difficulties’ continuing munching on Keropok Intan after only the fifth piece this afternoon at my office. I, the Questa è Enida, accidentally have a small piece of fish bone stuck in my tongue!
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As soon as I can get this bone out… I think I should call Kak Ani, the owner of Keropok Intan business, to urge her to rename the keropok. I am not going to talk about taking her to court for my tongue injury, or bertikam lidah with her about my lidah or anything. But if she is ever thinking about re-branding, she can use my name anytime. Kepok Enida, owk? 😉
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Now, who says lidah tidak bertulang?
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Posted in Poetry on January 5, 2012| Leave a Comment »
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Ada Tapi
Engkaulah kilat memancar
di langit berbintang
bulan mengambang
di hari siang.
Ada, tapi hilang.
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*Enida
Febbraio 2002
Piazza San Marco
Venezia
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