Posa Blues

My colleagues and me make a pack to fast this week...So the four of us end up being tired enough to cause slightly mental disorder...everybody looked like Zombie Kg. Pisang civilians...

Kak Ros today experienced the worst mamai symptom of all....We're going home a bit late ..the tiredness was reaching its max at this time of day...Kak Ros went to her car...and me ..well I was safely boarded and on my way, even though I was conjuring up all the energy left to press the gas pedal...I thought she was fine behind me...but She seems to be left far behind...and I wonder why...

Kak Ros story begins when her kids and her aboard her car....the children were secured behind the back seats...but she comfortably sitting in the passenger seat....after awhile...her son Shahin said.."Ibu...sapa nak drive ni?" Then suddenly she realized she was in the wrong seat....Shihan her daughter also wondering who's going to drive the car since everyone in the passengers seats...Acting on the humiliating sense she just simply crossover to the driver seats....and I wouldn't had realized this event if Shihan hadn't blurted it out this morning to her friend...

Hai Kak Ros....why la.....I am bless with the same level of sengal collegues as me....hmmm...
Cant wait for Ramadhan....