Snail Mail

Pecah Kaca Pecah Gelas,

Lepas Baca Harap Balas,

Pecah Kaca Pecah Tong,

Lepas Baca Harap Gantung,

Yesterday one of my cousin upload the picture of Raya postcard that i wrote to her family in the FB. I sent it on 21.07.2012 and my cousin receive it on 28.07.2012. Only one week took this pieces of paper travel from Germany to Malaysia.

This year i send Raya postcard to all my family members in Malaysia. I taught it take around over one month to delivery my Raya wishes to them. I was quite shocked, too fast for me.

On FB comment about this Raya postcard, one of my old chinese friend mention about the "Snail Mail".

She said " Nothing beats the classic snail mail and postcards :) sweet!".
I reply to her " Leng Lui, sometimes classical mail have more value to remember".
And then she reply back " Yeah...Couldn't agree more. I personally prefers snail-mail especially the excitement of opening a letter wondering who sent it and what is inside. It is like opening present. Then you get to see how is hand writing is so much like the sender. Lastly, it will bring back so much memories when you read it again years later".

When the last time u receive snail mail or Raya Card from your friends?

From Wiki,
"Snail mail or smail is a dysphemistic retronym-named after the snail with its slow speed-used to refer to letters and missives carried by conventional postal delivery services. The phares refers to the lag time between dispacth of a letter and its receipt, versus the virtually instantaneous dispatch and delivery of its electronic equivalent, e-mail.

It is also known, more neutrally, as paper mail, postal mail, land mail, or simply mail or post. An earlier term of the same type is surface mail, coined retrospectively after the development of airmail.

Snail mail is also a term used in reference to penpalling. Snail mail penpals are those penpals that communicate with one another through the postal system, rather than on the internet which has become the more common medium.

Some online groups also use paper mail through regular gift or craft hot topics. In some countries, services are available to print and deliver emails to those unable to receive email, like people with no computers or internet access.

Similar terminology was used in the 1840s to contrast the already-operating postal mail with the new telegraph. The Philadelphia North American stated: "The markets will no longer be dependent upon snail paced mails"..."

Signs of native Germans

1.  Waiting for the green man

It's the classic expat experience, cross a road, nonchalantly scoffing at the over-obedient Germans waiting for the pedestrian crossing to turn green.

Me : hermm yeap good discipline that becoming my current behavior.

2. Panic shopping on a Saturday at 1:05pm

At the stroke of 5pm on a week day and 1pm on a Saturday, every single shop everywhere in German simply closes for business also in public holidays 

Me : so I need to alert when is Germany public holidays and my food stocks, if not haiyooo "kebulur wooooo" 

3. Eating a kebab while sober

In Germany, where the abundant Turkish community has turned the kebab into a tasty treat and a sensible dinner option.

Me : so far delicious kebab i had eaten is in Taklamakan, Uyghur chinese owner rest. near the Munich Main Central Train Station.

4. Irritated about tardy public transport

German people may feel a sudden spasm of rage when a well-lit information board informs that must wait couple of minutes because of  train delay.

Me : in my home country I can be patient to wait public transport until half an hour but at here train delay about 5 minutes I'm starting grouch.

5. Carrying a bottle around all day for the deposit

It's only 25 cents - but it's 25 cents, once collected four that will be one euro. In Germany every recycle bottle will be charge 25 cent per bottle as deposit. Once they refund this bottle, they will get back their deposit.

Me : I learn new thing, when you give some value to some thing, people will appreciate it.

6. Wearing Birkenstock sandals as slippers

Minded of Germans think that the best way to manage the health of their foot arches is to choose Germany's most famous orthopaedic footwear while relaxing at home.

Me : hermm I'm not try yet.

7.  Being comfortable naked body in front of family members.

During a long hot summer, Germans can't imagine anything more relaxing than playing frisbee with their grannies - naked. It takes years of living in Germany to shed the psychological shackles associated with swinging private parts freely in front of family members.

Me : hahaha this part "memang aku tak sanggup nak buat"....

credit to The Local..

Summer time come back, no football but still busy.

Summer time come back. Not like previous summer, no weekend football. Less of players because some of them moving to another area. Furthermore my little hero so tight with me, always want to follow everywhere i go even go to toilet.

Hermm but this summer time I am still busy. Right now i join German language class "sparchkurse" at mosque every Sunday and after Friday prayer. This free adult class was conducted by Mr Ekkehard a middle age German man. Purpose of this class to help foreigners mostly students and immigrant to understand and  learn right language to reduce the gap between the local community. (Hot issue in Germany right now immigrant from Turkey and Arabs had problems to adopt local culture and language). Sadly not many members want to join this class or consistence attending this classes. This week they coming and then next week they not show up but next following week they come back again like chipsmore "kejap ada, kejap tak ada". But i think this phenomena is common for adult class. Too many reasons.  

Mr Ekkehard is very nice person. He come to the mosque before Friday prayer and sit together with us hearing khutbah by Imam. I don't know why, while he can come after prayer. At the first sight i taught he teach us as voluntary. But one day, after the class we went to coffee session. One of my clique paid for his coffee and he little bit reluctant. My clique said "Allah will pay for your kindness teach us " and then Mr Ekkehard reply back "Don't worry mayor pay me for this job". Hehehehe I'm smiling and i admit what one of my friend said (she married with Germany) "in German nothing free".

Sparkling Words to my little hero in the making...

The day before yesterday (11.02.2012) is a birthday of my little hero.

Usually while i change his diaper, i'll monologues with him. Like a do'a for him.

" Ghazi Al Firas when you grow up, what you want to be?,
Ohhhhh! you want to be a doctor,
If you want to be a doctor, what school you want to go?
Ohhhhh! you want to go to LMU, like aunty Mima school.
Okay good!.
If you want to be an engineer, what school you want to go?
Ohhhhh! you want to go to TUM, like previous school of your mum.
Oraittt after this you study hard, further your study here and then your mum and me can visiting you."

* TUM - Technische Universitaet Muenchen
LMU - Ludwig Maximilians Universitaet Muenchen
TUM and LMU is a best Uni among elite Universities in Germany

Aku nak MAIN BOLA je laaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!

My early posting Not Syiah, Not Sunni, I'm Murni actually it was an evening conversation between me and my friends. I'm late to come down playing football with them and then this conversation suddenly happen.

During summer time, almost weekend I played football with them. We play at basketball court back of my flat. All of them are refugees. They live at refugee flat house, provided by the German government across the main road in front of my flat. Sometime a few student from my flat also will joining us play football.

If I'm not misremembering their name are Javed, Khalil and Ali from Afghanistan, Omar Khaiyum from Turkey, Mokhsin and Tony from Iran, Albert from Serbia and a few others I forgot their name. All of them communicate in Arabic language except Albert will speak German with them.. So when I joining them, I will speak english plus a few German words that I know also a little bit actions of body language to communicate with them. Some times it so funny when they shout or angry at me, I just smile and blur. Luckily to play football, I only need to use my feet. If not fuhhhhhhh headache to talk with them like chicken and duck talking each other.

Every time we played football, the rule of game will change; depend on who scored first. Example, last weekend player can score goal from outside the D area. This weekend when player from team A scored goal from outside D area, player from team B will argue and denied the goal by saying that the rule of game today is "player only can score from D area"...aiyakkk so their start mouth fighting like a children under age. Until a few player get sulk; don't want to play and  want to going back home. In my heart I want to shout to them, "Hellooooooo all of you are aged people, lantak koranglah kalau nak bertekak. Aku nak MAIN BOLA je laaaaaaaa"...


p/s : many thanks to pok chik oPEd, may god bless you for this coming new year.....einen guten Rutsch ins Neue Jahr (a good slide into the coming new year).....

arghhh azam tahun baru.....i need to work hard to increase posting in my blog....

    

Not Syiah, Not Sunni, I'm Murni...

A    : Why are you late, my friend?
Me : I performed my pray.
A   : Do you mean praying at here?
Me : Yup.
B   : Are you Syiah or Sunni?
Me : I'm Sunni.
B  : Owh, that's a forbidden statement to syiah. You will get caught or being killed if you make that kind of declaration.
Me : Ohh, okay. I don't know why, Syiah and Sunni need to hate each other. Both believe with the same God and Prophet.
C   : I'm Islam too but not Syiah, not Sunni. I'm Murni.
Me : Haaa...

A, B, C smiling.

D    : You know what is Murni?
Me : No. I don't  have any idea.
D   : Ya, they are muslim but only to the name. They don't practice Islamic rule at all.
Me : Oh, I see.
D   : I hope you won't take it serious. We always make a tease an other religions as well. That's common in my country. As for me, it is not a god manner.
Me : Ya, I'm with you. So are you Syiah or Sunni?
D   : No, I'm not Syiah or Sunni. I'm Bahá’ í.
Me : Ah haaa, okay. (Pening lalat lagi la aku camnie, untuk coverline buat2 muka macam tahu jer).




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Original Posting before edited by my beloved wife

A    : Why are you late, my friend?
Me : I'm praying.
A   : You pray at here?
Me : Yup.
B   : Are you Syiah or Sunni?
Me : I'm Sunni.
B  : Watch out my friend, at my country, Syiah will catch and kill you.
Me : Ohh, okay. I don't know why, Syiah and Sunni need to hate each other. Both believe with the same God and Prophet.
C   : I'm Islam too but not Syiah, not Sunni. I'm Murni.
Me : Haaa...

A, B, C smiling.

D    : You know what is Murni?
Me : No. I don't  have any idea.
D   : Ya, they still Islam, just in the name only. They don't practice it anymore.
Me : Oh, I see.
D   : I hope you not disturbed by this joke. In our country , you can make a joke about other religions. For me, this is not good.
Me : Ya, not good doing a joke about other religions. So are you Syiah or Sunni?
D   : No, I'm not Syiah or Sunni. I'm Bahá’ í.
Me : Ah haaa, okay. (Pening lalat lagi la aku camnie, untuk coverline buat2 muka macam tahu jer).

Spark of Inspiration

I write this post with big smile on my face (senyum meleret sehhhh).

Oped put me in his blogroll. Wow what the pleasure to me. Ya! what do you feel when blogger that you follow (actually I open up his blog almost everyday, waiting what the new story-mory)   give a little appreciation, put your name in his blogroll. Woaaaaaaaa...heheh..and then with his short comment, sparkling my day, inspired me to write second post in my blog.

Like you as a cleaner and then one day your big boss CEO of the company walk in front of you and say hello " Apa kabar sedara, sudah makan ke belum? Kerja rajin2 ye! ". Fuhh what the great day CEO talk to me la, a cleaner, a lower staff . Ofkos (new generation spelling for off course) after that I work harder than usual.

But this spark of inspiration packaging with a pressure. Pressure la need to write posting in english. For 1st simple posting I took around 2-3 hour to finish it. Thanks to uncle Google and my best friend Oxford Dictionary. I hope with this inspiration i'm not become hot-hot chickenshit.

Vielen dank pok chik RemGold..