Almost two weeks since I was left alone in the new house. Its a situation I don't fancy but there is no choice. The first week was quite okay but by the second week boredom began to set in. Getting tired as well riding everyday to Puncak Alam for my water needs. Since I started buying water from the supermarkets, I have managed to reduce the trips. Sometimes its only once a day or even not at all. I have my bath with the little water that I have stored. No need to go to the Puncak Alam mosque anymore. Only when I need a good bath, where I can use the water to my hearts content, then I go there. Otherwise, its at home, for good or for worse. One thing about living alone though is my movement is now build around the prayer times. Five times a day, I do my prayers at the mosques. It can be at Puncak Alam, at Parit Mahang, at Bukit Ceraka or at Bukit Hijau. I am free to go where I want to go. If before I was tied up at the surau because I was the imam, now I go where I like. Its great.
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