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Friday, April 25, 2014

#4

Assalamualaikum.
Yang kurik itu kendi,
Yang merah itu saga;
Yang cantik itu budi,
Yang indah itu bahasa.

Pagi Sabtu bangun agak lewat sedikit kerana badan agak kepenatan setelah berjalan sepanjang hari  dari Madrid ke Toledo dan kemudiannya kembali semula ke Madrid. Malamnya pula berjalan sekitar Puerta del Sol melihat suasana kawasan Madrid ketika waktu malam. Sungguh ramai manusia yang berkeliaran, mencari kegembiraan disebalik ruang-ruang kecil kota Madrid, mencari ketenangan yang hati mereka dahagakan dengan berbagai-bagai perkara. Aku sekadar berjalan-jalan melihat karenah manusia yang pelbagai. Dari segenap umur, bangsa, agama dan negara. Ada yang membuat pertunjukan roller blade, tarian dan sebagainya. Pertunjukan jalanan untuk mendapatkan sesuap pasta. 

Hari itu, aku berjalan sekitar kota Madrid melawat Palacio Real de Madrid. Walaubagaimanpun, istana itu tidak dijadikan tempat kediaman para bangsawan. Hanya digunakan untuk majlis rasmi. Para bangsawan lebih selesa tinggal di Palacio de la Zarzuela. Beruntung menjadi golongan bangsawan ini, tempat tinggal yang mewah, mendapat populariti, beroleh apa yang dimahukan. Tapi berapa ramai manusia bangsawan yang mempunya jiwa yang bahagia seperti kalangan manusia yang tidak berharta, tetapi sentiasa merasa cukup dengan apa yang ada. Makan dengan hanya satu atau dua lauk, tetapi keenakan yang terasa, sungguh dicemburui golongan itu.

Ramai pengunjung pada hari itu, aku membuat keputusan untuk memasuki istana kerana malas untuk beratur panjang. Cukup sekadar duduk di luar pagar, memerhati keseluruhan binaan istana, melihat gelagat manusia dan mengambil 3-4 gambar sebagai kenangan. Itu sudah cukup menghiburkan.

Kemudian, aku pergi ke Stesen Chamartin untuk membeli tiket kereta api ke Segovia. Memandangkan masih ada masa, aku pergi melawat sebentar Estadio de Santiago Bernabeu. Stadium ini terletak ditengah-tengah bandar. Kalau menaiki metro, ada nama station Santiago Bernabeu. Boleh turun di sana, kemudian keluar ikut pintu sebelah kiri. Keluar daripada terowong, akan kelihatan tersergam indah Estadio. Takjub melihatnya buat kali pertama. Sungguh besar sekali. Aku mengambil beberapa gambar untuk tunjuk kepada kawan-kawan di Malaysia. Sekadar untuk memberi semangat kepada meraka untuk datang ke mari. Sekitar 30 minit aku pusing sekitar Estadio dan membeli sedikit cenderahati. *Sebarang tempahan tidak akan dilayan.*



                                                                     Puerta del Sol


                                                                         
                                                                         Puerta del Sol


                                                                  Plaza Mayor de Madrid




                                                                   Palacio Real de Madrid


Estadio de Santiago Bernabeu

Insyaallah kalau ada wang dan masa, akan datang melihat Real Madrid beraksi di stadium itu. Alang-alang menyelam sambil minum air sekali. Aku bergegas semula ke stesen Charmatin. 

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Anecdotes of the common people.

Politeness is so uncommon today. Here are some examples.

First example:

You’re on the train and you’re sitting down. At one of the stops (KL Sentral), more people come in and you see an elderly lady (arnd 40-ish) standing in front of you in the crowded coach. So you immediately stand up and offer your seat to her. The lady is grateful and sits down, but lo and behold, the other people around you in the train think it is so fascinating and out of this world to give up a seat for an able-not-so-old lady.

Now tell me, to be courteous, should there be requirements? Should there be a certain age for you to give up a seat for someone? Should the person be pregnant? Disabled? What if that person is young and carrying a heavy load? Should you not let them sit down?

Second example:

Queuing up at Subway to buy a sandwich. It’s your turn to order, so you say ‘Parmesan Oregano please.’ The guy says that they’re out of Parmesan Oregano and they only have Hearty Italian and wraps, would you mind if it’s Hearty Italian? So I say, I don’t mind, that’s fine. So he goes about and makes my order. (It’s 8pm on a Sunday, he’s the only one on shift taking orders and managing the till). The usual sequence of events occur – which vegetables do you want? Which sauce? Are you dining in? Do you want a drink with that? Anything else? – and I pay the guy the amount that I should, and he gives me the change and slips a booklet of coupons.

Now, if I’m not mistaken, you’re supposed to spend a certain (massive) amount of money before you can get that booklet, so I say so to the guy. He replies with a kind smile, ‘You’re the only customer today who doesn’t mind changing the bread because we’re out of stock.’ Apparently he’s been given the stink-eye from the customers all day. So I say thank you and take the coupons after making sure he wouldn’t get in trouble.

Third example:

At Maybank. You’re there to withdraw money from the ATM, when there is a really rude, high-pitched roar of a voice from the customer service counter. In a distinguishable accent of English (which I should not mention), a man is talking rather unnecessarily loudly to the staff, going on and on and on about some other thing or another.

Certain words that the man is blabbering: Stoopid service. You all ah, very stoopid you know. I called your centre and all you did was made me wait. You think I got time for this bullsh*t ah? My card cannot even work and when I called, you tell me to come here. And now I come you don’t even know what’s wrong. BE PATIENT?!! I waited for so long already and now you tell me to stop yelling? BLA BLA BLA BLA.


So embarrassing. So uncouth. So immature. And the man is probably around his twenties or thirties. Who says maturity comes with age…

You see, the bank also uses internet service for whatever that needs to be done. And if there’s a disturbance in the internet usage, they cannot do anything, much like us when there’s no internet. So whatever reasons you have, none of them permits you to be rude and inconsiderate to anyone.


The point?

We should be more kind and considerate. A little bit of kindness would bring you further. You never know, you might be the one person to make someone’s day bearable; be it a friend, an acquaintance or a stranger.

Also, nobody wants to be treated like a piece of horse dung. 


-I apologise if anyone was offended by any of the words used above, it was not intended-



(by: aalia abdul rashid)