My Sweet Memory in Kashmir Valley (11) - Lal Chowk and Cruising Dal Lake

This is the N3 yang i told u that i have to skip because of something. Coz i wanna make one N3 tribute to M r   F a h a d ' s   f a m i l y   especially for his Mama. That's not for anybody, but for me. For my memory with them. Anyway, this was a story on my fourth day in Kashmir. Once checked in to the houseboat we went to Mr Fahad  g r a n d f a t h e r ' s   h o u s e   kan.. Then after that i did some shopping at Lal Chowk.. It was raining. Heavy rain in fact. Tapi kami redah je.. Laju je kami jalan kat sini.. 

One after another we went to shop. I nak cari cotton dress. Tapi tak jumpa. I noticed abang kita tu macam tense je.. Maybe sebab melayan karenah i kot.. Heee.. Or maybe personal matter atau sebab mak dia ke.. ye lahh yang i pun tak berkenan semuanya. And at last i met one shop yang i suka kain - kain nya..

Lal Chowk ni macam hot spot lahh.. Many things happened here. It being the virtual center of Srinagar City. During decades of conflict, Lal Chowk bunker also became a primary target for scores of militants attacks. This town square seen as political epicenter of Kashmir.

After spending some times kat sini i  dihantar balik ke houseboat. Mr Fahad said i need to spend my time more in the houseboat. Ye lah belalang.. i pun sebenarnya kalau boleh nak jalan lagi.. Tapi dah dia cakap cam tu, ikut kan je lahh. Anyway...sebenarnyaaaa HUJANNNN.. sebab tu lah kami malas nak jalan - jalan lagi.. Pergerakan jadi terbatas. Risau gak i. Sebabnya kalau kat Malaysia sibuk lah berlindung dalam rumah dari hujan. Kok kat sini teman main dalam hujan. Sakan kitarang meredah hujan. Kepala i ni kiranya berrtudunglah gak.. Kepala Mr Fahad tu hahh.. Tapi depa kat sini macam kalis hujan pulak.. Heee..I pun ikut je lah.. Mintak - mintak tak kena demam..

Lepas dihantar ke houseboat ni, kami sembang kejap sebelum Mr Fahad meninggalkan i di sini.. Boring gak beb. Sorang - sorang. Tapi masa Mr Fahad nak naik shikara tu, he met one makcik from Singapore di houseboat sebelah milik Mr Asryaf gak..Dia siap cakap kat i,"heyyy!! orang kampung u lah... Then he told makcik tu, "aunty, itu orang dari Johor" (maksudnya i lah tu..) heee.. Then i went to that houseboat n we happily talking about Kashmir..

Time dinner, Mr Akhbar asked me what time my dinner should be served. Macma mem i u.. Ada butler tau. Suka i.. Dilayan macam queen gitu.. hee..While Mr Akhbar was preparing  my dinner, Mr Yaakub  bersembang dengan i about many things. Kira i ada teman berborak lah malam tu. Out there was so damn freezing. Dua lapis socks pun tak jalan i.

Then Mr Yaakub gave me this 2 things. Dried fruit n nuts dengan key chain. Cantikk... Katanya biar i tak boring. He had to go to Singaporean houseboat. Wanted to  arrange something. I bertambah boring lah sebab broadband yang Mr Fahad pinjamkan terpaksa diambil balik. Mr Fahad needed to cancel my ticket. Nanti i ceritakan kenapa kena cancel and book ticket  ni. Apa - apa pun jom kita layan food being served by Mr Akhbar..

Ada soup.. Ni chicken soup.

I love this. Grilled Chicken. Macamana dia masak pun i tak tau.. I tau makan je..

 Ada gak ikan.. Terpaksa lah i rosakkan diet i dengan mencampur kan ikan dan ayam dalam satu masa..Malam ni je..

Sayur..Depa punya style sayur ni kan depa masak macam nak hancur cam tu..Bukan macam kita.. sometimes bit raw kann..

Ada lak dessert.. Alaaa..Jomput - jomput pisang..

I ingat malam ni i nak tidur lewat sikit. Tapi di luar sana tu sangat - sangat lah sojukk.. Dan i tak tahan bilaaaa...

tengok katil i ni.. Ada electric blanket lagi.. Something yang best about this houseboat.

Bunga yang mamat bunga tadi pagi bagi.. Mr Akhbar letakkan dalam gelas.. So wangi. Ada Yembarzal.

Pagi tu i thot dapatlah nak tengok floating market, but failed. Hujan the whole night sampai subuh..And i decide nak cruising je lahh..

Sebelum i cruising, jumpa Mr Yakub for the last time sebab dia wanted to go to Sonmarg. Kena bawak Singaporean. 

Then i pun dibawa oleh Shikara man cruising the Dal Lake. Freezing. Siap ber blanket lagi..

Suka i tengok si dia ni.. hee.. Melihat sesuatu yang indah. hee. Sebab tu kot i tak sakit kat sini..Hee...

Lepas tu i took my second breakfast with Mr Fahad. And i was brought to his house and met his family. In the evening, Mr Fahad sent me back to the hotel. I checked in balik ke Comrade Inn sebab besok  pagi - pagi i ada plan. Berdua'a menjadi lah plan i ni. Tak seperti yang terjadi on my first day.. So sad..

Because of the time still early and i didnt go anywhere i decided to meet  another Kashmiri friend from FB gak. He also gave some infos about Kahsmir and sometimes macam pemberita lah before i came to Kashmir. . Kasi tau about Kashmir. Very young guy. Just about 25 years old. Now dah jadi doctor..We just met at the hotel restaurant after he finished his class. Minum chai lah jawabnya..Happy to meet him as my second Kashmiri fren and of coz  Mr Fahad is my first Kashmiri fren..

Tonite was the last nite i kat Kashmir.. Makkkk aiiiiii. i dah nak balik dahhh.. So malam ni i asked Mr Fahad to have dinner with me. Just had it at hotel restaurant. Food pun style macam ni lahh. Roti...

Food served as ala carte. I just took  bread je.. I noticed Mr Fahad pun makan sikit je. Tak tau dia nampak resah gelisah. Maybe coz of mak dia kot. I pun tak tanya lah.. Once dia balik, i pun naik ke bilik and did my packing. Nak balik dahhhh...Rasa tuuu...macam - macam rasa.. Kalau tak sebab ticket, mau i tambah hari lagi.. Hee...

Apa - apa pun, jom layan benda niii......The best moment ever...Nyaman sekali di waktu pagi.

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Volume 9, Book 90, Number 345 :

Narrated by 'Ata

One night the Prophet delayed the Isha' prayer whereupon 'Umar went to him and said, "The prayer, O Allah's Apostle! The women and children had slept." The Prophet came out with water dropping from his head, and said, "Were I not afraid that it would be hard for my followers (or for the people), I would order them to pray Isha prayer at this time." (Various versions of this Hadith are given by the narrators with slight differences in expression but not in content).