Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away, now it looks as though they're here to stay.............well, this song comes to mind when we visited my husband's family's old heirloon, their abandoned house from years yonder. Or should I say heritage. Not so long ago .....somewhere mid age for me. If it was more years, it would be during my childhood days. Anyway, back to the main topic... It was during the 3rd day of Eid Al-Fitri which falls on 03.9.11. It co-incides with the rambutan season and we get to gather as my sister-in-law's husband got his "once in a blue moon" leave. I just couldn't remember when was the last time we gathered. Seemed ages ago. The gathering was between my family and my three sister-in-laws from Ipoh (whose husband rarely get to take Hari Raya leave), Pahang and Kuala Lumpur.
Normally, we would spend 2nd day of Eid Aidil Fitri at my sis-in-law's house in Bukit Gambir . We would spend a few hours at her home, then visit other relatives but this year was different. We decided to stay a night in Muar but prefered to be comfortable , so my Ipoh sister-in-law's husband who is a police booked 3 apartments at the new Police block at 6th Mile Bakri-Muar. The new blocks are police quarters with 1 block used as transit for Police attending courses and for those police who needs accomodation like us....haha.
Well, like I said, on the 3rd day of Eid Al-Fitri, we visited my husband's old neighbour "Mak Uda" who was kind enough to look after the old abandoned house and keep the premises clean. And, while the ladies chatted with Mak Uda, the men impatiently started to pluck the fruits of my late mother-in-law's labour....or shall I say ....some relatives' labour, if ever...........now, not to bore the readers (if any) further, and I've run out of words, I've loaded some pictures and the rest are up to your imaginations.
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| My Son Rafi Relaxing the the Aprtmt |
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| View From My Family's Aprtmt |
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| The New Police Block at 6th Mile Bakri-Muar |
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| Lots To Chat about. |
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| The Small Hall of the Heirloom House. |
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| The Kitchen |
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| Eerie Cloth hanging from the ceiling. |
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| Dead Frog....LOL |
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| The Grown up Cousins. |
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| Faiz trying his hand plucking the Rambutans with a pole. |
Readers who wants to see more photos can meet me inn Facebook at this email : salinaerabdullah@yahoo.com. Hmm, I wonder when my extended family will meet again with a "full house" presense. Who knows, once the children are married, I doubt they'll be joining this group for the yearly meets................Wait, before I end this blog, sorry for the dis-organised pictures..hehe..not pc savvy....anyone interested in modifying this page? No service charge, please..
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