tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post384240589254680189..comments2023-11-05T16:14:07.974+08:00Comments on kata kama: The Breaking of A HeartKama At-Tarawishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11203707782759183847noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-32057826842263594322008-09-18T04:59:00.000+08:002008-09-18T04:59:00.000+08:00The moral/(immoral) of the story. If you want to ...The moral/(immoral) of the story. If you want to go for an oversea stinct, don't leave your beau behind -- (pergilah,nanti menyesal).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-55209532213751325132008-09-18T00:17:00.000+08:002008-09-18T00:17:00.000+08:00I can't even begin to rationalise, kak teh, but wh...I can't even begin to rationalise, kak teh, but what you said is true. The words that roll off their tongues cair ajaa...<BR/><BR/>mat dear, you may well be right, personally, I think four years of exposure to 'angin england' probably set him thinking about his fiancee's academic deficiency. tak setaraf, perhaps. she was gadis kampung and a mere nurse with form five qualification while he qualified as an architect from a British university.Kama At-Tarawishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11203707782759183847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-70642658685021876742008-09-17T17:12:00.000+08:002008-09-17T17:12:00.000+08:00Sorry to hear about what happened to you aunt, ma'...Sorry to hear about what happened to you aunt, ma'am. It was probably for the best; something tells me he would have been mean to her.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-53504609268187479062008-09-17T17:11:00.000+08:002008-09-17T17:11:00.000+08:00puteri , what a sad story!!But why is it that when...puteri , what a sad story!!<BR/>But why is it that when men do things like that, they then mitigate by saying, I didnt mean to...Read, watch all those stories of betrayals...always, always, I didnt mean too, but they did it anyway.<BR/>Such a beautiful story beautifully told. Am sure my Goneng would agree. will alert him when he wakes up.Kak Tehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00856864485917633260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-52441348959834877922008-09-17T14:04:00.000+08:002008-09-17T14:04:00.000+08:00HAHAHAHAHA bergen... wondering that "tok" bergayut...HAHAHAHAHA bergen... wondering that "tok" bergayutan"g" tang mana?<BR/><BR/>Akak..masing-masing ada bahagian masing-masing..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-66387668369652700982008-09-17T13:54:00.000+08:002008-09-17T13:54:00.000+08:00Masa kecik2 teacher asked; 'what's is your name?' ...Masa kecik2 teacher asked; 'what's is your name?' Jawapan dia: 'Tok mung noneng' Lepas tu teacher kata 'You go back!' Dan jawapannya: 'Baiklah, tok mung ggobek sireh'.Bergenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09766443566607849335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-3571758237102791092008-09-17T13:20:00.000+08:002008-09-17T13:20:00.000+08:00kak enon1. he married his new love and they live h...kak enon<BR/>1. he married his new love and they live happily ever after, in KL :)<BR/><BR/>2. menoneng is trengganuspeak for 'hanging' (bergantungan/ bergayutan). definitely not kuih (koi) bukak posa..heheheKama At-Tarawishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11203707782759183847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-46482126533187316652008-09-17T13:08:00.000+08:002008-09-17T13:08:00.000+08:00Akak,1.What happen to that fella? the one that lef...Akak,<BR/>1.What happen to that fella? the one that left your late aunty? <BR/>2.The words "mek goneng" and " menoneng-noneng" sound "delicious" macam bunyi "koi" bukak poser..heheheAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-54318054258266730642008-09-17T12:47:00.000+08:002008-09-17T12:47:00.000+08:00Indeed BB, my aunt did marry someone else. sadly e...Indeed BB, my aunt did marry someone else. sadly enough, ties between the two families (they were cousins) became strained because of the break-up. Mek Goneng? not by a mile. I am still menoneng-noneng..:)Kama At-Tarawishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11203707782759183847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-26108281719582074542008-09-17T11:28:00.000+08:002008-09-17T11:28:00.000+08:00I remember En Ghafar worked in the Accounts Depart...I remember En Ghafar worked in the Accounts Department in Bukit Besi. I knew him well. He was in charge of Pay Roll. Others with him in that Department I remember were Ramly, Harun Rashid and Yaacob Buang. He came from Penang. He was a member of Bukit Club Band and he played Saxophone. I met one of his daughters in the USA in the 80s. She accompanied her husband one Tengku Nordin from Kuala Terengganu now in KUSZA I think.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-34629319195822802342008-09-17T11:11:00.000+08:002008-09-17T11:11:00.000+08:00This is a story of life. It happens all the time. ...This is a story of life. It happens all the time. As it turned out the girl found a new happiness and started a new chapter in her life. For every woman there is a man they say. But this story touches the heart of every reader I am sure. You certainly present this tear jerker very skillfully. A Mek Goneng in the making?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-916041277377357032008-09-17T11:07:00.000+08:002008-09-17T11:07:00.000+08:00hehehe bergen.. you still remember cage, eh. I hav...hehehe bergen.. you still remember cage, eh. I haven't forgotten her, either :)<BR/><BR/>this lady in question is my late aunt. she died four years ago. that's why I berani write about it.<BR/><BR/>btw, i remember cik ghafar tapi lupa which one anak dara dia. must be a lot younger than my aunt la tu bergen, if you berkenan kat dia..after all you are muuucchhhhh younger than me la..heheheKama At-Tarawishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11203707782759183847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548373318997308915.post-36267322046178455042008-09-17T10:52:00.000+08:002008-09-17T10:52:00.000+08:00I thought she was anok cik zainung ropar, i.e Enci...I thought she was anok cik zainung ropar, i.e Encik Ghafar - he was among a few Malays who spoke English and had a good job kat Bukit Besi. They were our neighbour. Anok dia, forgot her name, menang ratu kebaya - gambar masih ada di kedai Hollywood, Dungun. She was pretty, but her sister was prettier - the one I thought I'd marry and live happily ever after. <BR/><BR/>Good entry - (tak tau nak call you puteri ke cage, he he)Bergenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09766443566607849335noreply@blogger.com