tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305269.post1185168837219431361..comments2023-09-29T19:37:43.920+08:00Comments on I Am A Bapak: For the love of train rides....Mior Azharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09808339339676265815noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305269.post-56916852083397723352011-02-25T11:23:46.158+08:002011-02-25T11:23:46.158+08:00kecik2 dulu ade le balik sg siput naik train...
o...kecik2 dulu ade le balik sg siput naik train...<br /><br />org bukit chandan ke?Liza @ Adzriel ABhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15798030551018662859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305269.post-32365049688842562372011-02-22T09:23:41.533+08:002011-02-22T09:23:41.533+08:00Leen,
eh awak ni sudah balik kah dari Turki????Leen,<br />eh awak ni sudah balik kah dari Turki????Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04359993413191967777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305269.post-86797463460961273412011-02-22T09:23:11.127+08:002011-02-22T09:23:11.127+08:00Bro Is,
Hahaha that was hillarious. I can imagine ...Bro Is,<br />Hahaha that was hillarious. I can imagine because during our recent train ride, there was also another makcik who also did the same. My... she could really talk and by the end of that 2 hour journey, I must say most of us are well acquainted with her life story like sapa yang tak bayar hutang dia lagi, cucu mana dia yang buas and so on... hahahaha.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04359993413191967777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305269.post-60404436888466689292011-02-21T20:09:23.418+08:002011-02-21T20:09:23.418+08:00that was so sweet...i luv train ridesthat was so sweet...i luv train ridesleennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305269.post-48903805746567798552011-02-21T18:24:25.563+08:002011-02-21T18:24:25.563+08:00Bro Mior Azhar,
I too love train rides. There wer...Bro Mior Azhar,<br /><br />I too love train rides. There were two memorable train journey in my life. One, when I was 7-8 years old, riding the train with my aunty to Pasir Mas from Kuala Lipis. It was Keretapi Mel, ones that crowded with people and chicken, and we had to bear the never ending stops along the way. I can stand all that. But one thing I just cannot stand was my aunt's incessant chatters during that 12 hour journey. Dia buat tren tu macam rumah dia. I swear from that day on, that I will never rides with my aunty again. Never.<br /><br />The second train ride I remember most was during my volunteer days in Laos. During one particular ride, I had to sit up straight and cross legged in 3rd class train all night long from Bangkok to Nongkhai in Northeastern province. Rupa-rupanya time tu cuti Raya, tiket habis.Iskandar Syah Ismail aka DR Bubbleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10892775590548296360noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305269.post-39980244055627075472011-02-21T15:43:32.462+08:002011-02-21T15:43:32.462+08:00Kah kah kah....I wish.... berangan la aku nak jadi...Kah kah kah....I wish.... berangan la aku nak jadi sultanAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04359993413191967777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305269.post-87515374322242185522011-02-21T15:29:53.255+08:002011-02-21T15:29:53.255+08:00Can feel your excitement of the train ride. Tapi k...Can feel your excitement of the train ride. Tapi kalo ko ada lesen bawak ketapi macam mamat ni mesti lagi best: http://goo.gl/ib7c4 :-D<br /><br />.azharinAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com