I'm going back to Segamat on Friday. Haven't been back there in a long long time. It has been so long that I don't even remember when the last time was. It should be sometime when I was in secondary school. Used to go back there every school holiday when i was younger.
Grandma lives in this terrace house now. I miss the old zinc roofed house. It held so much childhood and fond memories for me. The slope just in front of the old house where we used to play sparklers and fireworks on every Chinese New Year. The rambutan tree just in front of the house. Running next door to play with Cong Swee and Hui Xian. Challenging Cong Swee to a good old game of Scrabble. They're all grown up now. Bet Hui Xian won't even recognise me this time when I go back for a visit. I must take lots of photos this trip. Cong Swee used to be sooooo camera shy. Haha.
Oh, I remember the old house's roof would leak everytime it starts to rain. And we'll get all the pails and basins we can find to contain the rainwater from the leaking roof. There'll be toads hopping around the house too. Not just on rainy days, we'll see them at night as well. We get to bathe with water from this huge water tank and it's icy cold. If u want hot water for a bath, u've got to boil it yourself---using those charcoal stoves in the cooking area outside the "kitchen".
I miss sitting on my uncle's scooter. My cousins and I used to squeeze onto the scooter for joy rides. I like sitting in front best. I would put my legs into the basket in front and enjoy the breeze blowing in my face. (Of cos, that's when i was little. I can't possibly put my legs into the basket now!) Sometimes, i'll get to navigate the scooter.
I miss the yun tun mian. Just up the street and round the corner from grandma's old place. I miss the satay and the roti prata too. Oh, and the you tiao.
I liked going to the rubber estate grandpa used to own. It means I get to sit on the scooter. Yay! Haha. We've got durian trees there too. I used to love durians. Not anymore. I don't know why but I just don't.
Ah mai tricked me into believing that unriped mangosteens were green apples once, when we saw them in the rubber estate.
I liked going to the
pasa malam every tuesday too, up the street where the shops are. They'll set up stalls on the roads. Too bad, I'll be returning to Singapore on Monday this coming trip. Mum said they have a pasa malam on saturday at another location nearby. I'll check it out.
I used to think that Grandma has the loudest voice in the whole wide world. Ok, that's a bit exaggerating. Ok, perhaps the whole town where she lived in. Maybe that's why everybody knows her. Haha. Nah, it's the kampong spirit, where everybody knows everybody. And everybody's sort of related to each other in one way or another.
Grandma's new house is further away from the shops. The ceiling doesn't leak, there's water heater in the shower and there's even air condition. Oh, and no more toads.
I'll give anything to have the old house back though. Anytime.