It's been ages since I care to write anything here. So these are the highlight of my life in the last couple of weeks.

I didn't return to home for the last 6 month, and it's inevitable that the nagging from mum to return home received every time I called home. So last Labour Day, I decided to come home. My usual choice of transportation is by express bus, but since the ever reliable Transnational buses was unavailable, I decided to try the train for the first time of my life. Even though my backyard is literally train railroad, I never got the chance to ride any train before so that day I give it a go. It's kinda weird boarding a train coz it's felt less inertia than boarding an LRT or bus, but it sure noisy.

I stayed at home for a day, and later I was told that my grandma misses me, so I had to return to Muar, to my birth place. Even before I arrived there, I started to feel the essence of my grandma’s house, like the smell of plantation afterburn on the gambut soil (the orang kampung don't give a fuck about global warming), the chilly night where you can really see the twinkling stars literally like diamonds (coz it was like really dark there, and the only source of light during the nights are the stars - I shit you not!), and other old skool stuff. I was greeted by my grandma who was just got back from her pineapple plantation. Apparently she just cleared the orchard (by burning nonetheless) and in the process to plant the new batch of pineapples. So the next day, as the favorite grandson, I had to help her plant those baby pineapples. Since I didn't bring any spare shirt, I have to squeeze in her farmer shirt (she is one petite woman), and get down and dirty. I was sweating like a real man should sweat *snort*, and got dehydrated pretty bad (I'm too cool to drink plain water), I had a major headache later that night. I stayed for a couple of days and then return back to my home at JB. After a few days, I boarded another train to KL.