Thurdsay morning, managed to make myself stay awake after the prayer...I dream of my outhouse where the creepy feeling always the first impression you would get whenever you want to do your 'business' especially when the 'light goes off'.
I'm not sure the reason, or should I say I kinda know the reason why the malay people built the outhouse (jamban, toilet or whatever you call it) outside of their house. Well, that's why we call it outhouse. From the islamic perspective I learn about how it's better if your toilet is not withing the same structure of your house. To make it simple, if you demolish your toilet, it wont affect your house. It means your toilet is not suppose to be an extension of your house, for cleanliness sake that is emphasizes by our teaching.
But in this modern days, it's better and more comfortable to have the toilets in our houses right. And it has been discussed among the ulama' and accepted to be build in such a way in this era. Well I still have the memory of my outhouse. I need to be accompanied by any of my siblings and the other way around. It's terrifying even more when most of these outhouses were built far from the house and usually they built it under the bamboo trees like having it far away from the house is not scary enough!!
My siblings or I myself would burn some dried cocoa leaves while any of us was doing the 'business'. In a way, it's fun!! We get the water from the ditch just near the outhouse. During the rainy season, it would be a mess because the 'shit-container' wasn't built based on ISO guideline and you know what I mean.
Back to my dream last nite. I dreamt of taking my 'business' when the bamboos fell over me along with the outhouse. I was rubbing my head when the outhouse was self re-built when I turned my head over. A spooky feeling when the outhouse was re-built by itself. gondorowo?? Hahaha!! well, you see..my dad bumped into Hantu Penanggal when he just finished his business and was walking out from the outhouse...sacaryyyyy!!!
Ah..enough with the nag. Gonna blog hop. Owkh..before that, here are some pics right after the raya forgiving session. Mom was the center of attraction. Everyone wanna have a bit to tease my mom and watch her latah.
Mom playing fox and the chicken letting no one pass!!
Mom is rocking!!!
And now bersilat plak!!