Melankolik

Last weekend i went back to Nilai. My second time eversince i settled down in Penang. In case you slept through your geography class in highschool, Penang and Nilai is quite far from each other. Jadi adalah sungguh inconvenient untuk pulang setiap minggu. Melainkan bapak kau Tony Fernandes,maka boleh diva balik naik flight tiap minggu.

Bila dah lama tak balik rasa sungguh seronok bila dapat jumpa family. You realized that your mom subconciously being extra kind to you (takpayah basuh pinggan,massaging your head etc), your dad voluntarily paid for your expensive medical books walaupun JPA baru bagi elaun buku and your siblings....well siblings dont really change.

Then it hit me. Sepanjang hidup ni kalau ditotalkan ive spent most of my time with friends rather than with my family. Start sekolah menengah sampai form 5 duduk asrama. Habis SPM straight away went to UTP lepastu terus buat A-level.

pungpangpungpang dah fly duduk Dublin 2.5 years. And now im here in Penang. Lepas grad i have even less time with family. Ini sungguh sedih.

I still cant accept the fact that one of my younger brother has finished school and now is waiting for his uni/scholarship offer. Kids nowadays grow up super fast dont they? To make it worse, my younger brothers are both taller than me now. Mungkin ibubapa beli beras mahal sekarang.

Sejak balik dari Dublin sampai sekarang,i only met my youngest sister once. Itupun dalam sejam je waktu melawat dia dekat sekolah. She's an anak dara now,growing up gracefully and alhamdulillah is involve with her school's usrah thingy.

When she told me about her achievements,jadi head prefect lah,best debater lah i would laugh at her and go 'cannot be meh'. But secretly im so proud of her,i just dont say it out maybe because deep inside i hate the fact she's growing up so fast.

Growing up sucks,no? Inevitably,you will be drifted away from your family. And later when you start your own little family setahun sekalilah jumpa adik-beradik dan ibubapa. Itupun if you are lucky enough to get cuti for Hari Raya.

Despite living independently and practically raised myself for the last couple of years, i still need my parents to assure me that everything is going to be OK at the end of a really crappy day. I guess im still a little kid at heart walaupun muka macam duda beranak 6.

First step to mark my foray into adulthood:

Conquering my fear of driving on Penang Bridge. Selama ni my friend would drive my car whenever we lalu the bridge. One box ticked.

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