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Pagi itu kami bergerak meninggalkan Patani. Perjalanan hari ini agak jauh menuju ke Narathiwat. Sebelum itu, kami berhenti di gerai tepi jalan untuk makan di pinggir bandar Patani. Gerai kecil, lauk bertimbun. Macam-macam jenis. Cara masak pun saya tak pernah lihat. Tak tahu mana satu nak pilih. Kang ambik banyak-banyak sekali nak makan tak sedap selenge nak mengabih. Saya melewati dapur untuk membasuh tangan. Mata saya tertancap ke arah sesuatu. Terselit di celah-celah bahan basah ada sepinggan buah berwarna hijau. Ia bukan sebahagian bahan mentah untuk dimasak, bukan juga untuk dihidang kepada pelanggan. Ia adalah untuk dimakan oleh pekerja di waktu senggang mereka. Mungkin mereka terjumpa buah itu di pasar pagi tadi masa beli barang. Beli lah sikit buat makan kat kedai. Saya lantas memanggil pekerja kedai yang sedang lalu di situ sambil menunjukkan ke arah buah tersebut. "Saya nak beli sikit buah ni boleh?". I had to have at least one bite. Beberapa tahun yang lalu.. ...

The ride was never about fitness or distance—it was about healing a pain no medicine could reach. I crossed into Thailand not for escape, but for something quieter: a place where motion might soothe what words could not. On the road, the danger didn’t unsettle me—it sharpened my senses, reminded me I was still here. What stayed with me most were the encounters: the working class who spoke plainly about survival, their resilience reflecting the quiet endurance I hadn’t known I was mustering; the ruins, half-swallowed by time, standing anyway—proof that broken things could still hold beauty. Food stalls became small altars of comfort: the warmth of broth, the kindness in a vendor’s smile, the way a single bowl of Tomyam Kung could make me feel human again. And the sea, wide and indifferent, gave me a silence that didn’t demand anything from me. I never said aloud what I had lost, but in these moments, I saw it differently—not as something to run from, but something I could carry more gen...

Beberapa bulan kebelakangan ini boleh tahan juga sibuk. Langkah saya tidak pernah berhenti. Saya berpergian beratus-ratus kilometer untuk kerja, dan beratus-ratus kilometer pula untuk pulang ke kampung. Emosi dan kudrat saya benar-benar teruji. Saya bertahan seadanya kerana ada janji yang dipegang. Tanggungjawab yang digalas, saya selesaikan. Tugas yang dijadualkan, disiapkan, dihantar, dilaporkan.  There was something in me that felt like it had drifted far — like a part of the soul long separated, waiting to be returned to where it belongs. I didn’t know exactly when it went missing, but I knew, where I'll go was where I wanted to find it again. Deep South 2025 bukanlah sekadar destinasi kembara basikal, ia adalah sauh harapan yang disulam ke dalam hari yang jerih. Keep me sane, keep me going, keep me focused with what needed to be done. Tekad saya, apabila tiba masanya nanti takkan nak nengok saje. Saya akan berlari ke arah lautan, tidak menoleh ke belakang lagi, bukak semua pak...