kenapa susah sangat nak makan bawang?

bawang merah
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Pengasingan bawang

Teringat aku semasa kecil dulu kalau makan masakan emak yang paling aku letih sekali kalau dalam lauk tu ada bawang. Jenuhla aku mengasingkan bawang tu dari nasik goreng ke mee goreng ke sebab rasa bawang memang tak sedap. Sampai mak selalu cakap.. 'alah.. bukannya mati pun kalau makan bawang tu..'

Sampai aku dah besar panjang masuk Universiti pun aku masih lagi tak suka bawang. Aku masih ingat ada kawan aku sorang ni pergi kedai tomyam siap pesan lagi kat waiter tu.. 'kasi saya tomyam udang yer bukan tomyam bawang' he he.. punyalah tak sukanya dengan bawang.

Masa berlalu begitu pantas.. sekarang ni anak aku pulak yang anti bawang. Apa saja yang aku masak, kalau ada bawang mesti kerja-kerja pengasingan perlu dilakukan terlebih dulu. Letih aku. Jangan kata bawang, sayur keret yang dah dimayang halus pun kena reject tepi pinggan.

Sekarang ni giliran aku pulak yang cakap.. 'apa salahnya makan bawang.'. 'bukannya ada rasa apa2 pun'..'bawang and carrot kan healthy food'.. 'bawang and bayam give us energy.'. dan macam2 lagilah untuk convince anak2 aku supaya telan aje bawang dan sayur tu.

p/s: Sebenarnya peel kita manusia ni sama aje masa kita kecik.

what would this world be without friends?

Sebenarnya 2-3 hari ni aku tak berapa sihat, tekak pun sakit then ada headache. Tapi sebab aku teramatlah bosan menyebabkan aku mengambil keputusan untuk apdet blog aku yang dah lama sangat bersawang.

This morning I got an email from a friend. She told me it was raining so heavily in her country lately and that makes her remember her childhood time. She said rainy days always remembering her of all earlier days where she used to go out walking under the rain and play with some friends regardless of all those flu, and fever that might caught her later. She loves to smell the grassland and wet soil after the rainy days. Making stuff with lego, playing at backyards, climbing trees to pluck fruits, walking at the parks and all those childhood activities.

Reading her email made my mind flew back when I was little, playing teng teng, main getah, konda kondi, batu seremban (especially during fasting month). Those are Malaysian origin childhood-playtime activities. I have also very fond memories of us riding bicycle together with close friends. We laughed, shared happy moments and sad time not to mentioned those bad times when we had fight.

Well... what would this world be without friends?