Monday, March 8, 2010
Briyani Amal Birthday ( Part Two)
.....here how it went. We were camping around the small enclosed air-conditioned space right in front of the twin elevators. It all started when we were talking about ghost movies and i specially mentioned that "Santau" was a lousy movie and did not really scared me that much. Suddenly all of us were engulfed by a strange silence. There was a whirring sound and the elevator door behind me ( i was lying right in front of the left elevator) opened by itself. And right inside was...NOTHING. Thank God. We looked at each other and hastily moved aside together. No wait, "....hastily AND clumsily move aside together". We were shaken a little bit. But we reasoned out that the elevators were programmed automatically to open at the top floor for an interval of time. We continued with the stories.
As the 'mornite' (morning + night)slowly passed us, the elevators kept on moving up and down, from basement level to top level, from 1st floor to the 6th floor. However the elevators only opened up one more time after the first time. Nearing 3.30 am, we were talking on the "attacks of the unnatural" back in Irsyad Winstedt Rd. Upon reaching this part,
Jafni: " Eh korang ingat that time zakaria(jaleel) ceritakan cerita hantu tapi tk pakai name sebenar that hantu? kental lah. Kalau nk cerita pakailah name dorang yg betul..."
As soon as the he said those words above the elevator door nearest to us slowly opened. On the dot. Not a second too late nor a second too fast. Our reaction deserved an award for the "Most Shocked Boy Actors in a small space" award. Given up, we went to the mosque and sat there for awhile to cool down. To confirm that the movement of the elevators was not programmed, we went to sit in front of the Muis Auditorium to monitor the elevators. The elevators didnt even moved for a full hour! One stayed at level 1, the other at the basement level. We ended up sleeping in front of the auditorium.
Oh and thank you all to those who wished me a Happy Birthday on that fateful mornite. I really appreciate it very much and i will try not to forget your birthdays too! Insyallah.
That is all readers. salam. peace!
As the 'mornite' (morning + night)slowly passed us, the elevators kept on moving up and down, from basement level to top level, from 1st floor to the 6th floor. However the elevators only opened up one more time after the first time. Nearing 3.30 am, we were talking on the "attacks of the unnatural" back in Irsyad Winstedt Rd. Upon reaching this part,
Jafni: " Eh korang ingat that time zakaria(jaleel) ceritakan cerita hantu tapi tk pakai name sebenar that hantu? kental lah. Kalau nk cerita pakailah name dorang yg betul..."
As soon as the he said those words above the elevator door nearest to us slowly opened. On the dot. Not a second too late nor a second too fast. Our reaction deserved an award for the "Most Shocked Boy Actors in a small space" award. Given up, we went to the mosque and sat there for awhile to cool down. To confirm that the movement of the elevators was not programmed, we went to sit in front of the Muis Auditorium to monitor the elevators. The elevators didnt even moved for a full hour! One stayed at level 1, the other at the basement level. We ended up sleeping in front of the auditorium.
Oh and thank you all to those who wished me a Happy Birthday on that fateful mornite. I really appreciate it very much and i will try not to forget your birthdays too! Insyallah.
That is all readers. salam. peace!
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Sunday, March 7, 2010
Briyani Amal Birthday
Salam readers,
I would really like to apologize once more for the lack of updates. No wait, not 'lack'. I am sorry for the 'absence' of updates. Things have been busy and sometimes i think i would rather prefer doing a "Vlog" (vidoe blog) rather than a blog!
So on Saturday, i joined a few of Madrasah Al'irsyad's alumnis in helping with the preparation of the Briyani Amal and Maulud celebrations. Upon arriving in Irsyad, i was straight away led to the "big kitchen". There i was entasked to help with the cutting of vegetables. I was very glad to know that i was not needed to peel the onions. I am very sure that if i were to peel onions for a full 5 minutes, my face would have resembled that of a person who had just watched a hindustan movie! Now we would not want that to happen now would we?
Next on the highlight menu was of course the cooking of lambs ( wait, or was it sheeps?). Sighs. i should use the word "Shleeps" ( sheeps + lambs) then. But there was a catch, before we can cook the shleeps, we must first wash them up. Before washing them up, we must first seperate them into groups of 250 shleeps each in a big pot. Hold on, i should rephrased the previous sentence. "........into groups of 250 blood-covered-oozing shleeps." Trust me, me, fathi, hadi nuri, baihaqi, jafni and even Mr Muneer should have been invited to the hit series on Discovery channel, "Dirty Jobs With Peter Schemeichel". I rather face the onions. But, we held on. Barely.
Before reading this paragraph, i strongly advice that you read this in the brightest of room and the liviest of environment. Please skip this paragraph if you are faint hearted in nature. Nah dont worry i am exaggerating, but for the first time in New Irsyad i think me and my friends have experienced the unnatural! Well basically to cut it short, the lifts at the MUIS building really played a fool of us for a full hour ( 2am-3.30am). Well we deserved it actually since we were talking about ghost stories. So.......
(To be continued tomorrow) ;p
I would really like to apologize once more for the lack of updates. No wait, not 'lack'. I am sorry for the 'absence' of updates. Things have been busy and sometimes i think i would rather prefer doing a "Vlog" (vidoe blog) rather than a blog!
So on Saturday, i joined a few of Madrasah Al'irsyad's alumnis in helping with the preparation of the Briyani Amal and Maulud celebrations. Upon arriving in Irsyad, i was straight away led to the "big kitchen". There i was entasked to help with the cutting of vegetables. I was very glad to know that i was not needed to peel the onions. I am very sure that if i were to peel onions for a full 5 minutes, my face would have resembled that of a person who had just watched a hindustan movie! Now we would not want that to happen now would we?
Next on the highlight menu was of course the cooking of lambs ( wait, or was it sheeps?). Sighs. i should use the word "Shleeps" ( sheeps + lambs) then. But there was a catch, before we can cook the shleeps, we must first wash them up. Before washing them up, we must first seperate them into groups of 250 shleeps each in a big pot. Hold on, i should rephrased the previous sentence. "........into groups of 250 blood-covered-oozing shleeps." Trust me, me, fathi, hadi nuri, baihaqi, jafni and even Mr Muneer should have been invited to the hit series on Discovery channel, "Dirty Jobs With Peter Schemeichel". I rather face the onions. But, we held on. Barely.
Before reading this paragraph, i strongly advice that you read this in the brightest of room and the liviest of environment. Please skip this paragraph if you are faint hearted in nature. Nah dont worry i am exaggerating, but for the first time in New Irsyad i think me and my friends have experienced the unnatural! Well basically to cut it short, the lifts at the MUIS building really played a fool of us for a full hour ( 2am-3.30am). Well we deserved it actually since we were talking about ghost stories. So.......
(To be continued tomorrow) ;p
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