SOME PICKY NICKED MY BIKE!

It’s been a week now that I’ve not been updated my Blog. Apart from Hari Raya celebration and back to school business, there’s another reason why I felt so NOT in the mood to update. I myself don’t know where to start because apparently there’s so much to tell and I try to summarize each subjects so that I won’t bore any readers if there’s any. I guess I will just jumble up my stories that I am going to cover and it won’t be in order.

I woke up lazily today because I had a back ache. I tried to stretch my back so it might relief a bit. I guessed it must have been from the last Sunday when I moved to the new cabin and I had to carry heaps of luggage in a few trips back and forth. Oh yeah… I got an upgraded cabin and I don’t know how it happened because I thought I have never requested for an upgraded cabin as yet. I planned to request for a bigger room after Ramadhan considering that I would be here for 2 years and it was just on Hari Raya Eves that my request has been fulfilled miraculously by God because I haven’t said anything yet. Or maybe somebody could have done it for me. Yet I won’t complain with my new cabin. It is bigger, nicer, comfy, and spacious with queen bed. Alhamdulillah and I believe in miracles.

It was on Sunday when I got home from London to Pompey = Portsmouth. It was 6 days of my Raya leaves and I returned to HMS Nelson Wardroom. I felt really good to be home. In my heart when I eventually arrived in Portsmouth Harbour Train Station, I said to my self, “Home Sweet Home”. Despite my relieves of coming back, there something left behind not the same as I was on my departure and here’s the story.

My overall Hari Raya Celebration in London was just not too bad. As I said before it is better than nothing and there is nothing to compare to Brunei. In fact I was lucky to be able to celebrate Raya with others because there is few unfortunate people working on that 1st day Raya. I would never forget my Takbir Raya in Brunei Hall and proud to be part of the small gathering to celebrate Raya together with other Bruneian. I would certainly never forget my 1st Takbir Raya recital. Brunei Hall Raya followed by another open house at Brunei High Commissioner at Belgrave Square in London boost Raya mood with lots of food and cakes as well as the crowds. The next day of 2nd Raya was another great open house at the accommodation of our Brunei Embassy down at Kensington.

It was just 2 days of Raya celebration and it slowed down immensely and the rest of the week was just a LOAFING days after a month of my settling down in Portsmouth. I had no where to go and stayed few days in our DA accommodation at Lancaster Gate facing Hyde Park. My loafing in London created a monotonous activity which forced me to explore London with my Bike. I remembered the purpose of me bringing along my Bike.

Getting a London Map would be a good start and I studied the Map and planned my destination. I started cycling down to Brunei Hall and I realized it was just behind Lancaster Gate then off to Waterloo Station. I passed over Marble Arch, Dorchester Hotel and Buckingham Palace and crossed over to River Thames Bridge and arrived at Waterloo station.

Loafing around Leicester Square down at Music shops and logged in Internet for few hours and headed home. Stayed another night in a DA accommodation and left on Friday morning and as I have always wanted to explore more on my own. I checked in at Bayswater HOSTEL for 2 nights and obviously cheaper, £16 per night and I was quite happy with the cleanliness and its security - Hmmmm….. I stayed in a 4 bedded room and felt great having the experience staying mostly with other backpackers from around the globe. Felt a bit strange and scary though at first and it was worth a money for just spending few hours of sleep in a sharing bed for 2 nights.

This is the saddest moment that I encountered when I stayed at the hostel or maybe I wouldn’t blame the Hostel. Some ‘picky bastard’ nicked my Bike after staying a night there and I was shocked then next day as I took out my bike locker key from my jacket and realized my bike was gone forever. I got shocked and I thought I must have parked it somewhere. Hmmmm….. Walked towards Whitley’s speechless and slowly I felt moody. I just bought my bike I guess 2 weeks ago in order for me to go for the Mosque for Tarawih and its gone. What a pity! Certainly I’m going to miss my SCOTT Brand bike which I bought a total of £418 at Fareham. What a luck! Nevertheless I was just ‘Pasrah’ maybe that bike is not meant for me and it may be for the purpose of going for Tarawih and now Ramadhan is over and my bike has gone.

Yesterday on Monday, I walked through the main gate of HMS Nelson and walked for 10 minutes to reach my Music Cell in a cold weather. It would have been better if my bike is still around….Oh yeah, I think this one’s funny. A night I lost my bike, I was stunned on my top double decker bed in that Hostel thinking of my bike and ended up reciting Yassin hoping my bike would be returned. Yet still missing! Uwaaaaaa……..

Hey, look at the bright side, I got my self upgraded cabin now, my Cornet starting to sound good and I’ve started my Piano lesson with Professor today with lots of homework. And the most important thing of all, I feel much more energetic and optimistic focusing on my music……Not forgetting I have been able to fast my Puasa Enam in Syawal for 3 days over the last weekends and hoping to complete them this coming weekends, Insyaalah.

My poor Bike.............