I didn't know how tired I was until yesterday. I came back from class at 2pm and then I had my lunch. The last thing I remember was the time when I chatted with my parents before reading the latest book I bought. The title is Legendary Lover from Susan Johnson. I know...Sha seems to be in the midst of dwelling with her romantic side a lot recently. Trust me, I can't control myself either.
I guess after a long, comfortable relationship - I'm suddenly finding myself in a conflict of identity.
But that book certainly dozed me off. The next thing I heard was my youngest brother saying this to ibu, "Lamanya kakak tido. Tak bangun-bangun ke?"
And I realised that it's not my habit to sleep during daytime. With the long hours in dreamland, my plans to watch Negri Sembilan vs Perlis in the stadium was gone. I have to make other plans soon.
So, I watched Cerekarama instead. The title of the drama was not that catchy (Dalil Cinta sounds like Ayat-Ayat Cinta, Ketika Cinta Bertasbih....Tahajjud Cinta). How about Cinta di Sakaratul Maut next time? (please sense the sarcasm, fwens.)
But considering that Fahrin Ahmad (FA) and Sharifah Amani (SA) were the main characters, I had instantly glued to carpet in front of the tv. I'm sorry Linda Onn and Scha, but this man is my favourite actor.LO was not my favourite DJ either - so why should I care about the gossip? C'mon...talent is the major thing, okay?! The drama was great - it managed to catch my attention until the end.
One great thing I learned from the drama was about how typical our culture is. A woman must learn to cook and clean regardless how educated she is. I remember someone said this to me, "Yelah...dunia sekarang perempuan nak sama macam lelaki. Akhirnya macam-macam jadi." Maybe in this drama, a girl gor married without knowing how to cook and the mother in-law compared her with the other Felda Girl.
Yes, blame the girl for not knowing how to cook - she should at least helped her mother.
But, do you realise how many mothers pamper their daughters these days? I have seen examples in front of me. A daughter is studying in the university, coming back for semester break for three damn months and still expecting the mother to cook for her? The mother, on the other hand, will say, "Anak aku penat belajar...biar aku tolong masak." The daughter will then spend her time talking on the phone until late night and wake up late the next morning.
That's normal in our culture these days, don't you think?
Yes, not all mothers are like Puan Zakiah - the mother of Sha a.k.a Cheryna Pires. Cooking is going to be the time when we will talk and share things. It will be the opportunity to pass the knowledge, reminiscing old memories or even to create the bond. Ibu won't care about the blistering hands. "What's the use of me giving you Crabtree and Evelyn for a gift?" she said.
I don't care if you hate to see me praising my own mother in my blog. But has it occured to you how much a girl will miss if she is not helping her mother in the kitchen?
Some say that spaghetti is easier to cook in contrast to cooking Asam Pedas. Look at SA in the drama, she didn't even know how to fry catfish (ikan keli). Ask her whether she can cook spaghetti using Prego. She might know how - considering that she is still a student and that is one of the normal menu. Ask her mother - she will say, "Anak aku memang tak pandai masak gulai tapi dia pandai masak spaghetti."
Mothers love to compete - trust me, they will compete over a canned spaghetti to save their daughter's ass. Can you blame them for their love and affection?
So, don't be surprise if you see catfish as your breakfast (like the one in the picture). One day we might not going to eat Keli Sambal - we'll eat the fish with hash brown & dollops of mayonaise instead:)