A deep resonant of Hari Raya songs often amplifies the Raya mood longed for this beautiful occasion. This is the occasion where most of us are captured in our pensive mode rather than a cheery one. I'm not exactly certain to how this emotion came about for the majority of us but it persists to stay come each Raya. Even our takbir carries this tone, unlike some I heard from other countries, they belt their takbir in a victorious manner. For me, it's that sayu feeling of longing to go back, not just home but back to the days when we were kids.
I miss the times of packing the little that we had and drove back to Taiping where my grandmother stayed. Squeezing the four of us at the back seat with one squirming brother whose idea of pleasure was to see his sisters wail with unrestful emotions was an adventure in itself. The journey would commence with us fighting to have the seat next to the window. There were only two of those and there were four of us. It even started earlier, the night before, with us girls often "chup"ing the seats first but to our brothers, our words did not match with their might. And needless to say we lost to them aaaaall the time. Benci Tau!
Air condition was a luxury in those days. Travelling with the screen down was the way to go. We loved the wind in our hair, well not all of us though. Sitting with one brother who was adamant on saving his hair from the vicious wind and also from the embarrassment of unruly hair upon arrival, always left us perspiring more than we should,*laughs*. He kept the window on his side with a 1 and a half inch opening and that was after much argument and tossing and turning. If he had it his way he wanted it shut! He wanted all the windows shut, let rain or shine or fart or screams or shouts. We went berserk every time we had him travelling with us in one car. But we survived the journey with extra body odour to boot.
Oooh I could just rant about the hey days folks, but I still have bags to pack, cookies and cakes to deliver and that sayu mood to recapture. I have exactly the song to make me wobbly, shaky and tottery and you are listening to it right now.
Have a beautiful, blessed Eid with friends and family folks. Drive carefully, stop and rest if you must.
Ps. Honk if you see a yellow refrigerator on the road. Don't forget to wave too alright. I'll wave back atcha!
Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir dan Batin everyone!
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