Speak of the Devil

It's deja vu all over again.

The commuter train was delayed again last nite.. for a freaking hour. First of all they didn't tell us of the delay until after more than 1/2 hrs of waiting, then they finally announced that it has been delayed for 35 minutes more. By the time a train arrived, it was so full, i can practically see faces plastered on doors. When the next one arrived, my blood was boiling like hot lava. Luckily it was not as full as the first one.

But the guy i was talking about yesterday save the day for me.. yeah the singing guy. Except he wasnt singing last nite. That doesnt mean he was quiet tho. He's slowly starting to be my fav guy, cos he offered me a seat. Who would have thought he could be a gentleman, albeit a weird one.

Anyway, as i sat, i took out my sudoku puzzle and started wringing my brain. the guy was standing beside me, he look at my puzzle and started sprouting random numbers to no one in particular. It turns out, he was sprouting possible lottery numbers, and he thought i was collecting them. See, my sudoku puzzle is a 'medium' level puzzle, and it was stated as such at the top of the page. and the guy thought it reads "MAGNUM". then he started rambling on that he was never lucky at lottery, but "Insya Allah" one of these days his luck will turn. Did i mention that's he's Indian? But he sure like saying Insya Allah, he said it numerous times during his one sided conversation.

He made the journey back feels shorter. Didnt have time to dwell on the train delay and my ire. Was too busy trying not to laugh.

The Joy of Public Transport .... Interesting Commuters

There's not much to look forward to everytime I took the packed train to work and back again. Contemplating getting sqeezed in between all the strangers (cant call of of them strangers tho.. maybe nodding acquantance as I see some of them almost daily on the train) like a tin of canned sardine just deflate me more at the end of a working day.

But now and then, its presented some of the most interesting, shall i say, comedic relief to an otherwise boring routine. Just a couple of nights ago, on a packed (as usual) train back home from work, I was provided with such relief. I was trying to ignore all the crowd and concentrating on solving a Sudoku puzzle, when I suddenly heard a voice joyfully singing, not humming mind you, but really singing out loud a Tamil song.. one after another. At first i found it annoying as heck, then I started to find it comedic, when the guy suddenly graciously inform everyone and no one in particular, "I'm not mad or crazy ok.. I'm just happy..".. then he happily resume his singing. Man, was he a happy bloke, cos he didnt stop singing... from Tamil songs to funny Malay ditty "Kecik kecik, lembu jaga, sedah besar, masuk askar....".. or something to that effect. Thus i was treated with a free concert to entertain me on my journey.

Most time when I took the commuter train (in the morning or in the evening), i promptly close my eyes and fell asleep. That's if I'm lucky enough to get a sit, but if not, i dont let that stop me from catching a few Z's. After years of numerous train rides, i'm proud to say i'm an expert at sleeping on my feet. But on the rare ocassions that sleeps just escapes me, i turn to my next favourite passtimes, reading, crossword or sudoku puzzles, or if i have none of those on me.. people watching. I observes how ppl sleep on the train (and hoping i dont look even remotely like that when i was sleeping), how the guys just cant seem to keep their knees together when they are sitting, but instead splayed them out as widely as possible, how some ppl just cant help but read the papers the person next to him/her is reading to the point of getting right into their faces. How a lady's clothes doesnt match her 'tudung' or how humungous is the brooch pinning the 'tudung' in place perching on a lady's head like big dung beetle on a .. well, a dung. Or enjoying the brilliantly melodic musical composition of various snores and snuffles of sleeping passengers...

Thats about all that makes the daily commute on the train bearable... the interesting characters u meet and the various human behaviors, good or bad. Takes one's mind off one's problems and fatigue when oblivion is hard to come by.

Langkawi Photos

Create Your Own

What a guy would do for sexual gratification.. Ouch!

I was googling around for new myths and legend (if you've read my profile, you'll notice this is one of my interest), and I came across this cool site about Urban Legends, the truth or falseness of it. While browsing around, I read about a guy who work in a machine-shop who staples his own scrotum back on after he tears it off while masturbating at his work place using .. get this.. a canvas drive belt of a large floor-based piece of running machinery. Ouch!

Apparently he didn't feel the pain at the time of the incident (shock and andrenaline rush can do that I guess) cos after stapling it back on, he zipped up, and resume work. He didn't go and see the doctor until 3 days later when he cant stand the fever and pain any longer.

Its so bizarre its funny, but I'm sure the guy in question didnt think so. Boy did he learn his lesson not to play at the workplace that day. Read it here.

Hmm.. have I been here before?

Yup.. its been.. (who cares, nobodys counting) .. since my last post. Am I internet savvy or what?

Well, I have an excuse for this.. really. Not that its a good excuse, but who cares really. Actually, I forgot the URL for my own blog.. plus my blog's username. I have this very inconvinient problem.. short term memory span.. cant seem to remember names (unless its of someone I saweveryday), numbers or dates (I would have forgotten my own birthdate if I wasnt reminded of it everytime I'm prompted for my Identity Card number, since the first 6 digits is my birthdate), events etc. So, it comes as no surprise I forgot my blog username. Yes I know i can find ways to look for it, but laziness being my 2nd inconvinient problem, alas, i haven't gotten around to looking for it until today.

... I've found myself...