4 minutes conversation with a stranger

There was a woman, an old folk. 

In the age of

70,

or even

71,73,
or 75...

I mean,

who know?

She was, after all

alone.

With her black&white baju kurung,

& her pakistani scarf,

her grey-ish eyes stared.

We sat next to her & waiting,

but still,

no word spoke.

She was,

after all,

mysterious.

*Few minutes later.

The seats were full.

I offered my sit, 

and there the conv. started.

Me: Dudukla makcik.

Mak cik: Tak payah dik,Adik duduklah.. sekejap lagi turun.

Me: Ohh, ke mana?

Mak cik: KLCC. Depan tu je, jalan2.

*She's pointing her finger outside.

I shoooked.

 I asked

where'd she live,

and she told me somewhere in Taman Jaya,

but she was

after all,

walking around KL,

alone,

since she used to.

 I was alarmed then,

with her word 

'Dah biasa sorang2, nak tunggu siapa lagi?'

*Tersentak lagi.

'Nak tunggu siapa lagi bukan bgitu dik?'

Again, the words is repeated.

She stare at me, 

I guees, waiting 4 my reply.

But I didnt do anything 

more than staring her back.

I was speechless.

Thousand of questions

clouding my mind.

I know nothing about her 

& her life,

but it was clear,

that it was complicated enough.

In that very short minutes,

she told,

that before, she

lived in London,

Switzerland.

For almost 7-8 years.

After all,

it was, all by herself.

She used to it.

Lonelyness have been her loyal

company.

 I didnt dare to ask more,

for any deeper conversation.

Her face was beautiful

I dare to say

yet had had a tough

and a harsh journey.

She bear to face the everythings.

She was,

an old folk,

a very brave one.

Whom today,

have opened up my mind.

She was,

alone

but after all,

Allah are always with her.

I believe.

'Allah sentiasa bersama kita,
lebih dekat
daripada urat2 yang berselirat 
dalam badan kita!'

The train arrived

at the next station.

& I knew,

she's going off.

Goodbye, anonymous auntie.

A second bfore the train stop,

she turned to me.

"Adik, duduk cepat. Orang ramai dah ni."

I gave her my smile.

& a whisper of  'Thank you.'

How come you become so strong?

Even at the age like this?

Whatever it is,

Hope to see you again.

Even I dont know you name & so on,

but I'll keep your figure in mind- clearly.

InshaAllah.

ALLAH bless you, 

inshaAllah.

*The journey continue.