Another day of Qorban. This time at the office garage . 3 in number. From 8 in the morning to almost 2 pm. Cut cut cut. slice slice slice.
Smelt of cow's blood all over me mixed with garlic, ginger and red onions.
The comradeship was strong amongst the new staff. Quite a number of the men veterans were there but the veterans ladies were MIA. Sported one or two only. The director's wife was there the whole morning, cut,cut, cut, slice slice slice.
She was one of us.
The climax of the whole event was of course the lunch. Lovely,lovely hot soup, beef slices fried in saffron, long beans with sliced liver. Hot,hot chili padi in soy sauce. diced tomatoes, sliced big onions and sliced chilies in tamarind juice.
But alas, all I had was white rice, one boiled egg , the fried long beans and some of the chili padi. Dare not touch the beef at all .Dare not go through another day of mabuk daging. Pressure is up, cholesterol is still high. And the head still feels dizzy .
All in all it had been a good Monday , blues or dark red. Doesn't really matter.
Dearest kak cik, so I was hit hard eh? Ya, I needed some excitement in my life...hahahah. Was Adam Hassan, a knight of shinning armour for me? Nah, am too sensible for that ...hahaha...but there's no harm in dreaming.But on a serious note, the spritual enlighting was very much welcome.
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