Here he comes again.
The Old Man and the Sea.
Again at three o’clock the door bell rang loud and clear, once, twice. I rushed downstairs and through the window I saw him coming through the gate, a plastic-bagful of fish in one hand. This time I had the presence of mind to grab my camera which happened to be hanging with key rings on the wall beside the door.
“ Ada ikang sikit lagi Pakcik,” ( Some more fish, Pakcik) said the man from the sea. He was dressed in his same red and blue ‘fishing uniform’. On the chest of his top was some Chinese ( or was it Japanese ?) characters. For all you know, as ignorant as I am, he might think the writing was Bahasa Melayu saying ‘1 Malaysia’!
“Hold it there. I am taking your photograph,” I gave him the order.
I will not elaborate what he had to tell me. In a nut shell he earned about two hundred ringgits four days ago, the day he brought me some fish. And today he had a similar windfall. I was speechless.
I ended my last entry with the following:
Dari titisan peluh
Tuhan luaskan lagi
Dalam hati aku berdoa”
One new visitor to Almanar, calling himself/herself ‘p3chandan’, kindly amen that by saying:
“ ….. mudah2 doa Pakcik kpd dia dimakbulkan Insyaallah..Amin.”
Dengan itu biarlah Pakcik akhiri cacatan kali ini dengan doa:
Keikhlasan dan kejujuran
Pintu rezeki dan rahmat berpanjangan
Ya Alrazzak, Alrahman
Berkhidmat kerana Tuhan untuk kemanusiaan