Batu Lesung dan misterinya. Fakta yang anda tidak ketahui meskipun ibu anda masak hari-hari

The guy was walking towards the other end of the Mamak Cafe- A place where most men gather around at night maybe until the early morning expecting a nice football (i mean soccer for you American dumbasses ). His hair was all entangled in a randomized manner, without a certain predictable pattern of which direction a single strand is going. His facial skin marks a dark and bold skin that indicates a long, very long experience under UV's exposure. The torso was thin, arguably comparable to a toothpick. He wore an old, faded striped crocodile shirt with a missing button between the other two. The pants he was wearing was Cheetah, and the kind of which you'd likely seen in the morning at the field, by some kids warming up to get ready for Physical Education or (Pendidikan Jasmani). The kind of which you'd see with grips on both of it's end, gripping the man's ankles tightly. The teeth was rather weirder, a hole in the middle due to the absence of two front teeth- the ones that remarks the pride of Bugs Bunny, and they aren't there here in this man's cavity.

-, what on earth am i trying to say ?-


Allright, the point is the man is like, a total mess. Not like a crazy guy, I mean, you can utterly distinguish if he was a lunatic or not if you see him with your eyes in the first place. This guy ordered a Neslo Ais (another malaysian-invented drink, (proud to be malaysian)). You can never expect him to be a guy with fine and sharp brain. Neither I pictured him as an engineer for Yokohama and have a second home in Japan, which is much more amazing than the one he has in Malaysia.

He drove a Proton Wira, the one you'd never expect to have such montrous engine-Audi made 2.0 Litre FSI Quattro V8. You'd never expect every single wiring for his house is made by his very own deliberate hands. He was a very smart student back in his college years, he had been in the Dean List for 4 years straight without a single fail. Oh, he was a student from UPM, a graduate for a degree in Electric and Electronic Engineering. But what was way amazing, is the facts of his history, drawn best vividly in his own mind. But of course, someone else from his relatives must know his history. That's the way I get this story written on this page.

Back in his high school age, he was diligent, and hardworking. The moment he woke up, he hold his dream tight, until he sleep, he sleep with his dream tight. He was already excellent, and brilliant, in his study in school, and he put the aim to get into university. But his life didn't favor his dream at that time. But why give up hope ?

So, everyday, he cycled more than 20 KM with loads of palm oil to be sold so that he could earn some money for university. Yes , with a mere rusty bicycle. After all, that was all he can afford to move with. But he was determined.Like people say, it is determination that is the strongest force, way stronger than muscular brawn.

Fortunately,

He was smart enough to get a place among the smartest to be given a sponsorship by Petronas. For a time like that, to be able to achieve such sponsorship was a Holy Grail. And this had changed his life. Totally. With money to pursue his study to university, he literally has nothing to worry about. So he managed to get into UPM.

And through his remarkable, successful life he had in his college life, he built a stable life of his own. Great job, and great life.

The moment I finished my second glass of drink, a woman, a decent one, with a white and cute complexion came strolling into the cafe. Her smile was so charming- gracefully displays her white, even and well mannered teeth. Everything was in opposition to the guy I observed a moment before.

Unbelievably, the woman is the guy's wife. For real.

I was like, "How the heck..?!"

I like a guy, when he has such a great life, choose to stay modest humble. In contrary to those who have nothing, but as if he owns everything. well, you know what i mean. -.-

This is a story of successful man, a modest man, and a humble man. The kind that I'd like to be myself, and the kind I'd like to see more in the future.

---You might be wondering, I didnt even talked to this guy, not even a word, but still can unfold his enigmatic story as if I am his own relatives or such. No, I'm not. But my friend here, right in front of me, is his nephew.