Sideline apart, my hormone is returning to normal I guess and since the past two days I’ve been feeling elated. Although I haven’t finish my work with the first bundle, I attended a special 'kenduri’ (party) my alma mater hold to say farewell to relatives and friends before embarking on a very special journey to do ‘haj’. Here’s wishing Nonie and hubby “Semoga mendapat haji mabrur” and I pray I too will get to kiss Hajaratul Aswad soon after you.
It so happened the kenduri was on the 10th Nov, the same day a big rally was supposed to take place in KL. I was too tired to drive, been without proper sleep and rest since I began the bundle. So, Pae (another alma mater) took the turn to drive (the two of us have been taking turn at the wheel whenever we attend events in KL). We were stuck in a massive traffic jam at Gombak toll. Took us one hour and a half from Gombak R&R to the toll. And both of us were in black with yellow ‘tudung’. He he he … we did expect to be stopped at the police road block but probably two old ladies did not look so much of rally participants.