Shafique Danial

So apparently when I was not even born yet, my grandmother was known as Rocky among her friends or Auntie Rocky. Her real name though is Rokiah Talib, a retired prof, a strong opinionated feminist and oh good lord such a competitive human being. Always telling me how many juzu' she has finished today and asking me, "kau dah baca berapa juzu'?" just because of my boarding school background. But to me, she is just Opah to me.  Today is a monday and we all know what working feels like on a monday. So while today is a working day, but unfortunately I am just a weak human being. Your mind is still hangover from the weekend and your focus is still slowly increasing it's altitude like a plane that just took off from the runway. My work station at home is overlooking our backyard so as I was mindlessly floating and gazing upon the green grass, suddenly I heard strange sounds.  I saw someone raking the dried leaves on the yard slightly after zohor prayers or like the malay