Bila tengok Lizard* punya Honda EX5 teringat aku zaman masa kat UTM dulu.
Aku jalan kaki atau naik bas kampus la tapi selalu la pinjam moto kawan untuk pergi sini sana beli makanan ke, shopping kat Jaya Jusco Taman Universiti atau pergi ke perpustakaan Sultanah Zanariah.
bila kawan aku yang suka tuang Sembahyang Jumaat, dapatlah aku pinjam motor diorang nak pergi masjid.
Teringat kat Motor EX5 ni.
Motor honda ni tahan, enjin dia bagus empat lejang dan senang bawak.
Tempat duduk dia kusyen yang disarungkan dengan PVC warna hitam. Aku memang suka bawak.
Jadi pergi sembahayang Jumaat dengan kain pelikat,
Sembahyang jumaat tengah hari buta panas, Khutbah UTM panjang, nak pulak aku suka datang awal sebab nak cari dinding atau tiang.
Jadi lepas sejam lebih bawah matahari,dengan tembat duduk PVC warna hitam,
bila aku duduk atas motor tu nak balik dengan kain pelikat.
P/S - Dah rasa macam Refleksologi Haba lah pulak, habis terbukak segala urat-urat.
*Lizard adalah nama samaran kawan aku.
So yeah there was this one time a poet friend of mine invited me to watch her rendition.
It was at this house somewhere in PJ, I think they called it Food not Bomb house. Single story, brightly coloured and have various ornaments and weird things hanging about the whole place, it's like a communal hippie home.
until I smelled shit. Probably some dog decided to leave a few scented souvenirs for these poet lovers.
all sort of people began to flock around after eight, some were dressed rather differently, some were overly dressed to get attention which is quite ironic since many tried to do that thus the uniqueness wears off. In fact the most unique person in that whole fiasco was my lovely poet friend who came wearing this dashing kebaya, probably her "baju raya", truly stood out from the hippies.
There was this chick with totoro plushie in her hand and dressed like an anime character, then there's that high drunk hippie, the ones that had to take several shots of JD before rendition.
But you know,
I did had an open mind, I had always fancied the 60s and woodstock and I love people who don't follow the norm. My initial thoughts was that this might turn out to be a very good night.
And I like poetry too.
At first it was decent, some music, some guitar strumming and what not.
Then of course came the real deal,
the deep angry emo against the establishment sort.
Of course there's also that girl who couldn't stop smiling and keeps saying the she loves everyone and everything then sings a song about death and 2008 general elections.
All that talk about universal love came down to 2008 general elections.
There was this one dude who passionately rendered his poetry about Felda settlers, wow Felda settlers, I bet he has never even been to one and the fact that actual felda settlers are quite groovy about the whole plantation thing (I happen to know quite a few settlers).
Later on I found out this was the "Telawi" crowd, you know the Hishamuddin Rais sort, I personally like Hishamuddin Rais, on certain times and certain situations of course.
Well the sort that smokes weed then talk about love, communism, freedom and flaming the establishment.
I mean I guess I could try to blend in,
I would love to learn more,
it's just that
I wish that some of them,
Malaysian Emo Scene,
Ain't about nicely combed jet black hair writing poetries about heartbreaks, no sir, It's all about angry hippies quoting philosophy books.
Oh well, it was an interesting experience nonetheless.
Oh the razor cutting part, well I used to use a razor for shaving and occasionally I'd cut myself. Does that count?
"Apa la best sangat Putrajaya ni?"
"Eh jangan kutuk Putrajaya ni tau, I really love this place, used to walk around here alot during my college days."
"Ahh yes MMU"
"Yeah it's nearby Cyber."
"What is there to see"
"Well there's that lovely lake with fishes and when I'm stressed or anything I would bring in some bread to feed them, I even saw some fishes grew as time goes by."
"Wow impressive, fishes."
"And the buildings are beautiful, plus I like to walk at this housing area where they place the high ranking civil servants and imagine I live in there."
"Okay look so it's nice, I admit, but as a tourist but to live in here"
"What's wrong with it? It's peaceful and quiet"
"Exactly it's peaceful and quiet, I seriously don't see settling down here, I mean after nine there's nothing here everything is closed, there's no nice coffee shop and places to go. Bandar macam mati, senyap sunyi, apa la kejadahnya nak buat malam kat putrajaya ni."
"Laa nak buat apa lagi MAIN lah!"
Who knew talking about Putrajaya with a girl can be so interesting. Do take note, that I don't really fancy living in Putrajaya.
Scene - Kedai Kopi Haji Tapah
"Betul bro aku pun buat macam tu jugak, bawak bini aku jalan-jalan lepas tu ye lah, ko paham je lah bila dah malam."
"Habis tu bila bini kau outstation?" (Note that his wife is working in Penang and she drops by once a week)
"Aku main game PS3 dengan XBOX aku, besok pasang UNifi, boleh main online game"
"Betul betul main ni"