Di Malam Persandingan - Sharifah Aini

Cerita - cerita 2013 8

Young Melinda wiped her tears for the umpteenth time and each time the tears flow even more but this time she had to tell Herman for she could no longer hide from him. He has been too good to her all this while and has not even touched let alone kiss her on the cheeks. She loves Herman and Herman loves her,somehow on that score there wasn't doubt as to that position. Even though a bit younger than her Dad, Herman is as kind and understanding chap and loves her, perhaps, as the same as what her father can feel. But Herman can be a tad more that he wants to share a life with her. And she too finds Herman pleasing and in fact had fallen for him fully and wholesomely but couldn't at first accept him more than a friend but found love later and could not be deterred any more. Because even though he is much much older but after some time she made up her mind to accept him fully. They had confessed their feelings towards each other and only about to make arrangements to make formal their relationship that her kinsfolk wanted her to patch up with her ex fiance. Her parents wanted her to be happy but the elders in her clan insisted on inter clan goodwill. And her ex fiance too has mended his ways and truly repentant,her even begged her to take him back and even solemnly promised to be her slave, more than ever. The clan being strict with customs pleaded with her to comply. She reluctantly agreed but had to tell Herman. Yet, Herman being a gentleman and much older too has no objections,he even comforts her to accept things as fate even though his love for her will never cease. No tears came to him and they sort of broke communications after that. Except that he received her wedding invitation and attended - even, although alone that he drove up 350 kilometers. He managed to see her  upon the wedding platform and how beautiful and resplendent was she. She signaled to him from afar to take some blessings from the union and that was a kind of prepared take away - wedding dishes - elaborately prepared. On the way back and driving alone also, Herman entirely lost his composure, he cried all the way to Kay El!

Michael Buble & Tony Bennet, Just In Time

Cerita - cerita 2013 7

The posts below and much about my adventures or misadventures inside posh karaokes have been a few years since narrated. The girls have mostly moved from the club and one has even become very successful and in a much expanding business concern. Paula marries and a cute toddler her intense love interest now. All from the latest that I spied from their FB pages. Seeming like what that can happen to one and at one spot and at one time can never stand the same when faced with time. Or time,its subjectivity truly deep plays one to the hilt when one still has time, and, if only one moves in time and in perfect timing. Time too makes one gray and weather beaten and one mind's too must move along with. So whatever that was surmised before when one is at a time prior can never be as exactly as it was thought of the bit later or entirely different as cases may be. The clubs too moves a lot and in accordance with times, trends and preferences. Thenceforth establishments as such lasts only five years or less or that it transforms altogether. Only dangdut will recalcitrant like,makes its stand even though becoming irrelevant altogether..hoho. As it is club 21 exists no more and the people that were, too, has evaporated so the tales that were told have also vanished and its history unproved. Like anyone cares! hehe. That's the point because no one cares and no one wants to remember, better just leave things as they were and not even reminisce about like what happened to most when they die. And not unlike the singing clubs of old where everything can be up for sale - for a price! Hohohohohohoho! 

Petula Clark - Never On Sunday

Cerita - cerita 2013 6

Whilst Shasha was giving me the bear hug maneuver she uttered 500, I inquired what 500, she repeated again 500. I didn't get her and the 500 thingy remained a mystery. Princess arrived after that and I was lost in the shenanigans that followed. Most of the time me and Princess danced the cha cha and dangdut Shasha picked from the system and the evening ended when the lists of songs were exhausted. Since it was already late when I entered the club so the length of time spend innermost was only about an hour or a bit more to last a half hour in addition. Princess from time to time had to go to the other karaoke rooms to check on the guests that I only boogied with her butterfly like. Shasha looked tired so she took some time off for a nap. I ended up singing alone but I truly enjoyed the karaokeing as the club's system was fantastic. The mike was very receptive, the songs the latest version and the sound reverberates neatly,nicely and tightly within the compacted space that was the karaoke chamber,not unlike the entire room was professionally sound proofed that Aryati and My Way sounded so wonderful and so deep down sentimental. The fact was the entire operations started as early as 3pm to prepare for the early evening crowd coming in after 5pm or the happy hours part of the club's operating hours. Whilst I appeared a little after 11pm or the ending part of the day for the entire staffs. Somewhat the mystery of the 500 as lucidly mentioned by Shasha was never really solved until I had a mobile phone chat with Paula much later. I did go for a few times after my first ever visit to Club 21 when the buddies when hearing of my little tales were eager to go romp inside. Mikey was the most excited so he volunteered to underwrite the entire damages to be expected. The second time was late as ever and the protagonists as at first weren't there. Both had gone home early. Mummy Bella assisted us and that was when Paula was introduced. Paula forced me to take her number and the next day I called. While bantering with her with the sexy dancing part tickling her the most,the mysterious 500 figure was inquired. Still laughing she retorted " only 500 so cheap, should at least be 1000 if not more ". Somehow her words doesn't really answer the riddle? The infernal 500 or one k or two! hohohohoho!!!???

The Pussycat Dolls feat A.R. Rahman - Jai Ho

Cerita - cerita 2013 5

And there I was right in front of the building that housed the club - the posh karaoke - Mikey spoke about. I called him a couple of times but no answer, could be he was with a couple of his unknown buddies pulling the only arm of the notorious bandit even though the arm are now keyboards electronically functioned or that was what Mikey related and oft repeated pronunciation that he only observed the fun and not joining the game if ever. Well he recommended the joint and even mentioned the Lounge Manageress to ask for. Alone and in the midst of plushness that I entered the lobby of the club or was it the corridor immediately outside the lifts bringing me to the level where the esteemed establishment was situated. I must say I was like an incongruous figure what was with my schoolkid and enormous sling bag slung across my shoulder and my ordinary attire and to which the sole purpose could only be ordinary. However people in suits - Gentlemen and Ladies came to greet me; walkie talkies in hand: making their very presence - rather intimidating! Yet they were so pleasant and inquired as to my presence but with such delightful manners. All inhibitions disappeared when I mentioned the Mummy's epithet that was recommended by Mikey. But another Mummy was called and she arrived immediately after. Boy! She was so attractive - almost like a Bollywood mega star but with features subdued and in a wonderful way - more Malaysian and more beautiful. I can't really gather after that but I remembered following her like a meek little boy tagging behind his Mommy. And so that I ended in a snug little room but so resplendent, the giant flatscreen TV in front and the cordless mikes placed neatly inside a receptacle purposely built. A bathroom so cozy was even included in the singing chamber. A waiter came in a second later and he never left for he was in charge of the room and that was his only duty for the evening. Mouth agape and eyes scrutinizing the entire chamber that I not noticed another Mummy making her presence beside me. Beautiful also but slightly mature she softly asked about the girl that I liked to accompany me sing and to which I answered the Mummy that was the concierge! She gave a laugh and continued that Mummy Princess will join later and she and that was Mummy goddess was Princess's team mate. I said anyone that they would recommend and I will gratefully comply. She estimated all costs and gave me a figure that I find reasonable because the whole place and operations looked so expensive and plush. Shasha came and immediately kissed me on the lips and grabbed my balls at the same time. I was so shocked! I closed my mouth not allowing her slurp like kiss that I almost feel like being raped. I remember a friend in London thirty years ago who mentioned something about a Mombasa handshake where girls over there will greet you by grabbing your genitalia. A Kenyan of European descent and whose Dad ran a safari motel, Bill or was it Paul? Just can't remember the name - was so amicable and without any snobbishness at all. So that then was the Mombasa Handshake but more localized. Shasha had me in her embrace for quite some time  that I know not how to escape from the queer situation that prompted me to gesture to her albeit humorously that I was a Holy man by raising my arms prayer like indicating like a pious fellow that would not be prudent to be caught in such difficult circumstances. She immediately let loose but laughed aloud uttering "Bullshit! Why would a Holy Man be in a place like this?" I sheepishly laughed alongside, not knowing how to answer! Princess appeared and the second later was also embracing me but more loving like and not violently as per Shasha! The bit later I was embraced by both women - both pretty and menacing - and both so enticing. An upbeat number came to the speakers and the two ladies did a sort of sexy dancing with me in the middle. I did not how to reciprocate but to dangdut step along with. The girls guffawed with Princess exclaiming " Orang Lama" or an old hand and dangdut his forte. She changed the music to dangdut and there was I dangduting with a beautiful woman of my dreams. Two in fact but Shasha wasn't familiar with the beats so she just sat down but smiling and flirting with me from afar. Oh! Heaven! I'm in heaven. The evening ended with me driving back so dazed and so happy! What a club really! No wonder men can get lost in them! The bill was loud and the theme was sex but I did not do it as there were prices that I could not afford. And once,only once that I can visit! As another time would break me - financially and emotionally! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO.....hehehe!

Haifa Webe sings "Sway with me"

Cerita - cerita 2013 4

Life as of is as much as what one prepares after life or that this life is only fleeting and the good that one does here will be rewarded countless times in terms of good and heavenly pleasures afterwards. Life over here can be constrained but still pleasurable even though regimented: must the canons from the man above be dutifully abide by. In this world, excesses can always be detrimental but excesses still allowed as Godly canons dictate, example being; man is allowed four wives if can be fair to all. And so that I managed to attract a beautiful hostess in that she wants to go dating with me,not once, but  quite a few - during the short period of time that I was enamored. No binges like on spirit and wild wrestling, just quiet time singing and chatting. Even wale - wale,Lenny and Mikey tagged along and much at the posh and girlie karaoke joint that I wanted to check out and the very establishments - verily - out of the way from the dingy karaoke halls that we  were all all familiar with. And must say also that the damages for the same niteouts will cost ten to twenty times as much in the expensive singalong club. But the credit card was free then and I - for once - just wanted to see before pushing up daisies or lallang(tall grass). Paula came to me so easily and so fast that the chaps were truly surprised. The very first evening that Mummy Bella introduced her and she stick to me like super glue after which.  I don't why? Perhaps I looked like a Notable, but, did not at all dressed like one, no  three piece suits or expensive batiks just what an ordinary Joe would wear. And timepiece being a digital Casio instead of a blazing gold Rolex. But I had full set teeth then - dentures including; perchance - that I could be the most handsome of the group! Hohoho! Boy! Was I one proud bloke particularly with a pretty girl holding me close and at places very visible in that people gathered to observe. However, only nocturnal establishments as daytime locales can be too risky! hehehe!.. The many nieces and nephews may notice! And so it was at one upmarket coffeehouse that I came to be alone with Paula when the buddies excused themselves in order for us to be alone and innermost, which, that Paula asked me to spoon feed her a tiny morsel of what was on my plate. I complied not knowing that it was supposed to be romantic and one I wasn't aware of until much later when I had a thought about it. It was in fact an indication that she wanted to pursue the relationship further but I was just going along with the whole thing and not really thinking ahead. After all she was just a few years older than my little girl and her dad was just a few solar years senior than me. And all info from what she confessed when were out on dates the few times prior. I enjoyed the meetings and was wallowing in all the attention that I think not of anything further plus not even noticing her cues. I even proposed to her to call me for dates until the time she does not want to do so but to tell me when she decides that. Come to think of it,no sane girl would do that if she has something in mind and one of going up another level or a bit more of a permanent status. Right after that, she doesn't answer my calls anymore, or, that maybe - she has lost all interest, but good really as I would not know how to end things. When mulling things over with the comrades the tad later, Mikey suggested that I should have fooked first and only think at a later date. I said NO! A major sin and would be barred from heaven if not repentant! Howsoever,should I embark upon that option I would have signed an unseen and difficult contract and one too loose to enforce and too vague to make void! HOHOHOHOHO!

Julio Iglesias - Hey spanish version english subtitles

Cerita - cerita 2013 3 - A Friend's Tale

My friend had a long distance relationship and with a lady he had not actually met but a strange thing that he confessed of having tender thoughts for her. And so it happened that he wanted to make legal their companionship should circumstances permit. Thenceforth the numerous phone calls everyday plus the lovey lovey one just before bedtime that he had to surreptitiously sneaked out of the house just to hear her voice before sleep. The poor Missus though never suspects a thing even after the affair fades as my buddy has this superior quality of putting on a poker face regardless of any situations. It happened then,the long gone sentiments that flooded back or a massive deluge overpowering his entire being. They wanted to meet but work and family on his part and work alone on the other woman kept them apart. Until as time and distance dictate the fire fizzles. However being the utterly passionate fellow he wanted the relationship to still persist even though losing much of the passion as at initial. One day he decided to see her, 300 kilometers away, hoping to bluff the better half and in whatever way should she called to inquire. But before doing so, he called the other woman just to ascertain that she should not be outstation when he arrived. Yet, her answer was for him not to come as she was too busy with deadlines and her Boss insisting on some work cases needed to be closed. A little bit frustrated that he visited another friend - a confidante and a street wise old girl. Strictly not a street walker but a woman much knowledgeable of the travails of Kay El life and of emotions and sentiments persisting in her(Kuala Lumpur). A long time Hostess in a long forgotten club but still existing. Well, he confided in her and only after a few minutes of listening, she said "the other woman already has someone in mind and definitely not my friend"! The dear buddy was disappointed but not to the point of being devastated as he had guessed all along but still needed to know even from someone not entirely connected. Somewhat a middle aged bloke still wants to hear of hope when he is wise enough to second guess as to none! Love can make fools of anybody! hoho

Tom jones - Kiss

Cerita - cerita 2013 2

I have a friend,an amiable chappie,much of my years,but dresses and acts according to his own,or that his disposition that bears not what his age dictates but his heart. He has many cyber friends - pretty girls - particularly,yet the women he wisely chooses. They that I gather, can converse with him,understand his jokes and amused and entertained by his light banter. Some he has met and most I think he has not. But one thing for sure - he enjoys their company. I envy him because he enjoys life and not with bundles to throw but just friendship although electronically only and far away. As to what he did when he met the ladies, I can only speculate. Not to bother,really,as everyone to his own. But I do wonder sometimes? One helluva tete a tete I suppose! Hoho! I too can do like him but to what purpose? He may be happy doing what he does,but does the same give anyone else the same happiness. Love can be the supreme equation when nobody questioned sex. Sex can be happy too and why not? Sex is always gleeful even though love wasn't discussed. So he had sex then or presumably so but one strange thing he uttered was, although a lady friend of his broke up their mobile phone and social network relationship, she is still open for one more or twice more - for old times sake! In that regard,sex, seemingly so, overrides love! hehehe.. Happiness or such a metaphysical component can be guessed in its given configuration but difficult in its entirety. For my buddy, perchance, sex is bliss but for me still bliss but without the proverbial chase or the phone calls,the chit chats, the naughty words and the secret rendezvous. Just a request and its on but spice it with a little bit or urgency - even better - or that something urgent like the car motor is still running...hihihi. However no sense of danger at all,unlike my dear comrade who was quite in a bind when he suspected his better half got a whiff a what he was at! HOHOHOHOHO! My advice,do it legal,less stressful...hohoho...again...Cheers! Peace! 

Rano Karno feat Baby Ayu n Linda Camela - Mau Kamu Suka kamu(MTV)

Cerita - Cerita 2013 1

It was about 10.30pm that Wale wale called,asking whether I had arrived at Extravaganza - the dangdut joint,I replied I cannot go as I have been quite under the weather since late afternoon and was in fact feeling slightly drowsy when he rang. I inquired about Mikey and Lenny or whether that they too have arrived and waiting for him.He said he was only about to go out and added that they would be a bit late. The fact was wale wale waited for a good 45 minutes when they appeared outside the karaoke chamber wale wale had earlier booked. Quite of course Wendy was inside with him and they had sung duets together for a near long hour that wale wale was getting worried that Mikey was not coming since he was the one who arranged for the dangdut niteout along with his willingness to become the Towkay or the banker for the occasion.
      Lenny gestured upon entering that the room that 5 girls will be joining and already on the way. Wale wale managed to inquire as to where they were from and also how that Lenny got to know them. Lenny answered he befriended the Ladies in extravaganza itself when he saw them always chilling inside especially during weekends. What do they do quipped wale wale. They are professionals retorted Lenny. Wale wale stopped asking but the thought did come to mind, "professionals in what"?.
      20 minutes later the girls arrived,relatively young ladies consisting of ages from late twenties to early thirties,presentable in not being glitzy but totally relaxed in jeans and loose fitting T shirts. None sported the stunning look but all were rather attractive by virtue of them being young and laid back. They were quite reserved in disposition, plus, communicating exclusively, in thickly accented murmurings that wale wale found difficult to discern. It was a lengthy ten minutes later that Lenny introduced them as Traditional Masseuses from a nearby open concept massage parlor. And all of them specialized in Traditional Balinese and Thai Massages with some - more towards either. Good to massage chipped Lenny, "my body feels light only after a short session" he continued.
      Giving a wink at wale wale, Lenny said he has their numbers to call should he like a traditional massage. Wale wale smiled back but in his mind he was thinking of Pak or Uncle Safar that I used to mention and his brand of exquisite massage that the uncle called - machine gun massage - where he will guarantee one's gun will dutifully fire rounds after rounds without failing its sturdiness. Better to go for the machine gun massage and machine gunned the girls if not satisfied with their work, wale wale quietly laughed to himself.
      It was right about then that Mikey exclaimed that Wendy has already a boyfriend and doing that: direct in her face. Much surprised but only giving a slightly sheepish look but wale wale just laughed and answered that it could be none or anybody's business should Wendy has or has not a beau since its her life to live and her profession that can only be company even though for a short period of time that she stationed herself in a karaoke room, and, merely - to entertain patrons - to sing,dance,make merry and banter a bit. Wale wale reminded that the last time that he was in extravaganza was 6 long months ago and whatever that happened in between was of no consequence to him and to anybody associated or not. Meaning Wendy is a close buddy to sing along,dance a bit and to exchange light banter with and nothing more and nothing less. Mikey guffawed boisterously: being always the naughty and provocative fellow!
     However,Wendy is a nice person and truly wonderful to be with, and ever a friend to confide and talk. If she has a fiancee -and- still a hostess and not quitting, wale wale and I will always be booking her for dangdut company. On the other hand, there was one busty traditional massage girl that both Mikey and Wale wale liked. And Zul too, conjectured wale wale. Will want a traditional massage soon! Or that anybody care to join? Hohohohohohoho!

Michael Buble - "Save the last dance for me" (official music video)

When The Singer Asks To Dance!

     Hasheem smiled when quipped that I do not have to do bookings anymore as Fawzia can always invite me to dance with her whilst singing and further uttered that she may have tender thoughts for me. I smiled back and answered that that couldn't be the case as her beau would always be there for her but Hasheem retorted by exclaiming that he had heard that they have actually broken up. I did not answer but I too have overhead the same. May only be of no consequence to me as I and Fawzia are best of buddies and she knows quite surely of my love for dangdut boogeing and maybe it was just her way of appreciating the dance genre that she invited me and of late to dance along with her when crooning on stage. Well the dance floor is only a few inches higher and at the back of the dance floor and she would just walk a few steps forward and there she would be a few feet in front and I would only reciprocate her steps when she signaled to join. People don't even look as I would be like a flower pot in the dangdut joint being almost every evening situating myself inside the club and always conversing with the staffs,band boys and the girls and they can only guess that I was more like a part of the entire team. Even Hasheem too and there weren't any scandals as such that we would be involved in. Regular faces that bring no stories about and ordinary as to be actually harmless. Hasheem also is close to Fawzia. We knew all of them and attended invitations and coming over for Hari Raya year after year. And one thing that Hasheem and I both surmised that the dangdut gals can really cook!