Susah ....

 These few days, we were literally overwhelmed by these shocking news... suicide.

Every other day, news of someone ,someone's child ,someone's parent took their lives the hard way.

There was this lad of a young age, went down 14 stories. Another 30 stories.

Ngeri. Seram. Menakutkan.

Kenapa mereka bertindak nekad begitu, tak susah nak cari sebabnya. Depressi yang amat.

Terbaca kita juga tentang famili yang terputus makanan. Kulit ayam jadi santapan anak beranak. Pucuk kayu dipungut utk dijadikan sajian . Sekadar melapik perut.

Seen that. Makan sekadar menghalau musik dalam perut.

Been so susah before. Know how it feels.

Macam terasa kita kembali berada di tahun 60 an . It was tough those years.

My father , defied odds to bring food to the table. Some days we managed to get through. But there were days when we were at a lost. There were no NGOs to turn to. Only considerate neighbours who chipped in to enlighten your plight. But its rare. You were left to fend for yourself .

Mum would be vigilant to do whatever she could to help . Sewing,baking were undertaken to earn a few moolah . 

A few things that I learned during those hard years were...vigilant, diligent as well as taking care of the finance.

The other day, I ordered a RM 16.00 small container of florentine cookies. Those thin biscuits with nuts for topping are sweet ,crunchy and nutty. 

Banyak ni RM 16? Dua tiga kali telan ,habis sebotol.

Tengah hari cikli bawa balik makanan . Lauk lauk yang ditapau dibeli kat restoran .

RM 20.00 utk bekas2 kecil. Sekali makan. Kalau dulu Rm 12-13 sahaja.

Terbayang hal anak bujang di KL yang selalu beli makanan . Habis duit kat situ. Di sana lagilah.

Nampak gaya kesan Covid 19 dalam ekonomi kita bukan kecil. Banyak terkesan. 

Hanya kesabaran dapat melepaskan kita dari gundah gulana akibatnya. 

Terkurung berbulan dalam rumah pun mula merimaskan. 

Ehh kenapa sibuk saja kereta lalu lalang menuju Kuala pagi ni? Ada pesta ka? SOP dah longgar ka?

MCO 3 bersambung lagi. Entah bila kita akan begini.