selingan..(1)

 This evening i went to bazar ramadan with my old man..he brought me by a car..a nice car perhaps..but it is not the point..every single stall we pass by, he will asked whether there is any of the delicacies that i wanted to buy..i said no..he always thought that when i wanted to follow him to bazar, it indicates that i wanted something..but it is not true..i love to see people..how they act in this very life..how they talk, lie, act & react, walk, and many others..i also wanted to see how malysian, especially malay running their bussiness at the bazar..some of them are very serious, and some just doing their job..somehow i felt proud to see them, to see them struggle for money to make a living..i hope god will make my life easier than what they have been living through..i hope one day, i can have time to feed my own child, with my own hand, with food that i cook or buy with the money that i work for..god, help me, pity me, bless me...