Speedzone with Heels.

the other day shabir and i went shoppin for his sister's delayed wedding present. not knowing nina enough to know what to get her, ive decided on a lame gift for newlyweds, a frame. shabir wanted something to show that he's eager for a niece/nephew so we bought a pair of baby stocking as well.

so shabir went to que up at the cashier. i went somewhere looking for cards. then it was his turn to pay.

cashier #1 : (saying to his fellow cashier, loudly) Ape kene mengene frame ngan stokin, dowh?
cashier#2 : A'ah, pekebenda ntah dia ni.
cashier#1 : Aku rase frame ni untuk awek dia kot. stokin ntok anak sedara.

Shabir, right in front or 'em, perfectly within hearing distance.

The two cashiers finished packing, turned to shabir. the wrapping counter is over there,sir kate salah seorang daripada mereka.

Shabir pon kate,Oh kat sane eh?time kaseh.

Those 2 ignorant idiots wrapped in morons were dumbfounded.

This is just of the many situations. but im not'na tell 'em all and not on shabir's side. as a matter of fact, i am pissed. with shabir (yeah you babe). ok maybe not shabir, but his deary mommy, Puan Syakila.(oh sorry for the abrupt change of story.im suddenly pissed).

Ive met her in person, shook her oh so graceful pakistan hands, even kissed it, smelled my best smell and smile my most captivating smile.

and the said person wouldnt even looked at me.

u see she's not against malays. she's friends with malays, speaks malay, read n write malay. she's definitely not a racist( i sure hope so). but oh no. no,no,no,no,no. no malays are to marry any of her children. nehi nehi not in my family.

Ive been with shabir for almost 2 years. so this is a really good news for me. mighty good.

what is the matter with malays?(bsides the obvious ones) why wudnt puan syakila own us as a family?does she know she's livin in malay soils for god sakes. why live with malay if u dont really approved of 'em? why let shabir drive an iswara and not some pakistani-made car? why put 'g' in bolognese if ur not gonna pronounce it?

oh no im not here to idolize and demonstrate malay goodness or tell another 'amani' story. let amar do that. this isnt bout race. no this is personal. im waging war. im waging war against my boyfriend's mother.

allrite, im exaggerating. and i know all the answer to all the why's im just being ignorant (like she is to his son's feelings!). i wudnt call it a war coz if it is, im the sore loser hands down. im the one who stays with shabir until now. im the one who's willing to let my years wasted to face uncertainties. dont get me wrong im not talking bout tying the knot. that is not gona happen for a veeeeeeeeeery long time. not with shabir. (but i do like to tease him just to see him sweat). but to put ur pakistan-self over my-malay-self is intolerable. to know there isn't even a tiny marginal space for myself to squeeze amid those hairy beings (sorry syg if ur reading this i do love ur hair they tickle me i like to be tickled) is unfathomable and definitely unsatisfying.

i started to sound grumpy here. its not like i hate his mother. thats a strong word. how cud anybody hate a mother, the one who gave birth to the man i love. yes i love that tall giant. that Big Friendly Giant with devastatingly handsome feature. i may have doubts, (plenty of doubts), advices against him, jeers, fights, misunderstanding, lied, cheated, my heart broken, broken his heart (big time,sori babe) and felt bored and unsatisfied, but who hasnt. we all live with it. n seriously ive never met anybody quite like him. i will not start describing shabir for public viewing coz he's all mine and im keeping it that way. i may look like a midget walking beside him, we have the classic case of misfit, but who'd care if i dont.

so im'na continue taking chances.


ps : this wasnt what im goin to write about in the 1st place. i was gonna write about this really tall guy, ( taller than shabir,yay!), ezrina and a pill-ladened guy and this chubby couple grinding their sweaty asses off at speedzone. they look like two huge, slimy jellybeans. what i sight i tell u. i, shabir, ezrina, apek, n some other guys, we had a blast. where the hell were you guys?
and whatever happen to that story?