My Abah is quite an adventurous person. He'd usually spent his weekends hunting with my uncles or some of his friends. Today, Abah got home from work at about 4 something. By 5, he packed up some culinary appliances and told us that he's going to paddy field for a while. He'll be back by night. "Outdoor!" he exclaimed with a smile after a hard day at work.
And here I am, waking up, watching tv, filling up my tummy whenever I'm bored, scrolling the timelines and blog walking.
I'm beginning to doubt my age and questioning my purposes in life.