Friday, May 29, 2009

Puisi - Duka Palestin

duka Palestin
semakin parah
kerana manusia Zionis
terus menembak
dan membunuh
mereka yang tak

Lalu kita
masihkah terus alpa
dengan irama lama
tanpa sederap bangun
membuka semangat.

Kita selayaknya
membantu dan menolong
bangsa Palestin
dengan kemampuan
yang kita ada.

Bangsa Palestin
adalah manusia
saudara kita jua
di dunia hinggalah
sampai ke akhirat.

Nordin Hj Abdullah
Bagon Datoh, Perak
Dipetik dari Harakah
Keluaran 20-23 April 2009

P/s: Kredit untuk penulis asal.

To Those Who Are Married, Not Married And Soon To Be Married..

To those who are married,.. Not married .. and soon to be married ….
Some nice sharing……

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company..

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table.. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah.. blah.
These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.

P/s: Credit to the writer.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Lawak - Suami Kedekut

Suami Kedekut

Suatu malam seorang isteri meminta wang belanja tambahan dari suaminya seorang yang kedekut.
Lalu suaminya mengeluarkan wang RM 5000 dari poketnya lalu berjalan ke arah cermin.

"Awak tengok wang yang di dalam cermin itu ?" sambil menunjuk kedalam cermin....
"Awak ambil yang itu.. dan yang diluar cermin ini.. adalah wang saya!"

Malam berikutnya si suami terkejut ketika baru balik dari pejabat dan
melihat ada satey kambing serta rendang di meja makan. Lalu ia bertanya kepada isterinya,

"Mana awak dapat wang untuk beli semua ni?"

Isterinya tidak menjawab... dan terus menarik tangan suaminya masuk kebilik.
Di dalam bilik.. suaminya mengulangi pertanyaannya. . lalu si isteri pun menanggalkan semua pakaiannya dan berjalan ke depan cermin..

"Awak lihat tubuh yang di dalam cermin itu ?" sambil menunjuk kedalam cermin...
"Itu adalah kepunyaanmu. .. dan yang diluar cermin ini pula adalah kepunyaan penjual satey ini !"

wow... itulah dendam si isteri....

padan muke suami.. dasar kedekut!!!

P/s: Kredit pada penulis asal. Segala kesalahan tatabahasa sengaja tidak diperbetulkan untuk menjaga keaslian karya.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009



What is the difference between girls/woman aged: 8, 18, 28, 38, 48, 58. 68, and 78?

At 8 -- You take her to bed and tell her a story.

At 18 -- You tell her a story and take her to bed.

At 28 -- You don't need to tell her a story to take her to bed.

At 38 -- She tells you a story and takes you to bed.

At 48 -- She tells you a story to avoid going to bed.

At 58 -- You stay in bed to avoid her story.

At 68 -- If you take her to bed, that'll be a story!

At 78 -- What story??? What bed??? Who the hell are you???

P/s: Credit to the author.

Puisi - Kata Ibu..


Masih ku ingat kata-kata ibu
sambil memberi wang dan berpesan Sayang,
'Pergilah ke kedai Pak Mamat
beli sekati gula dan sekati tepung
kalau tiada pergi ke kedai Maniam
kalau tiada jua belilah di kedai Ah Chong'.

Sambil berlari girang
dicelah-celah pepohon nyiur yang melambai indah
dengan sarang-sarang tempua berhayunan
bagaikan buaian
aku membeli gula dan tepung di kedai Pak Mamat
bertahun-tahun begitu
sesekali aku kekedai Maniam dan Ah Chong.

Kata Ibu:
'Beli dikedai Pak Mamat kita dapat berkat
Pak Mamat membayar zakat
kalau beli di kedai Maniam dan Ah Chong
siapa menanggung dosa
kalau mereka jadi kaya raya
wang tadi dibina patung-patung dewa
kita terheret percuma masuk neraka
hanya sedikit yang masuk syurga
selainnya masuk neraka
kerana subahat membina Muruga dan dewa'.

Kata Ibu:
'Kalau mereka menjadi kaya raya
nanti mereka menjadi ceti
diberi Melayu pinjamnya wang
habis dilelongnya tanah warisan
kerana Melayu tak mampu bayar hutang'.

Kata Ibu:
'Kalau mereka kaya raya
habis dibelinya tanah dan bendang
padi naik harga kerana Melayu
hanya jadi kuli bukan tuan
kilang bukan kita punya
kedai juga bukan kita punya
tengok tu minum
kopi pun kata mereka
sedap dikedai Cina'.

Kata Ibu:
'Kalau mereka kaya raya
habis dibelinya pekan dan kampung
kita nantinya tinggal
dipinggir sungai bakau
dan berumah di bukit bukau
tapi kini sungai
juga dibeli dijadikan kolam udang
bukit juga dibeli dibina kondo mewah
Melayu mahu tinggal di mana
dalam hutan belantara?'.

Kata Ibu:
'Tanamlah kucai kita dapat berkat
kerana makan sayur yang tidak subahat
kucai di kedai Cina disiram najis babi
kalau kita tanam kucai
kita gemukkan kucai dengan tahi kambing

Kata Ibu:
Jangan makan tokua
kalau tak tahu siapa pembuatnya
jangan makan mi kalau Ah Chai yang membuatnya
kalau makan makanan subahat
hati hilang sinarnya
kerana memakan makanan subahat
hati dipenuhi bintik bintik hitam penuh noda dan dosa
hati akhirnya mati
kita nantinya semakin renggang dari kekasih tuhan
kita nantinya menjauhkan diri yang Maha Pencipta
dosa kita berganda-ganda
lalu tuhan turunkan bala'..

Itulah, bila ibu berkata rupanya benar-benar belaka. Fikir-fikirkan. ..

P/s: Kredit pada penulis asal. Segala kesalahan tatabahasa sengaja tidak diperbetulkan untuk menjaga keaslian karya.

Lawak - Interview Penjaga Landasan Keretapi

Sarjo memohon perkerjaan sebagai penjaga lintasan kereta api. Dia dihantar berjumpa Pak Basri , ketua bahagian lalulintas, untuk diinterviu.

"Katakan ada 2 keretapi melalui jalan yang sama pada masa yang sama,apa yang akan kamu lakukan?," tanya Pak Basri.

"Saya akan pindahkan salah satu rel yg lain,"jawab Sarjo.

"Kalau handle untuk mengalihkan relnya rosak, apa yang akan kamu lakukan?" tanya Pak Basri lagi.

"Saya akan turun ke rel dan membelokkan relnya secara manual".

"Kalau tidak berfungsi atau alatnya rosak, bagaimana?".

"Saya akan balik ke pejabat dan menghubungi stesyen terdekat."

"Kalau telefonnya sedang digunakan?"

"Saya akan lari ke telefon awam yg terdekat?"

"Kalau telefon awam rosak?"

"Saya akan pulang menjemput nenek saya."

"Ooo....tapi kenapa pulak awak jemput nenek awak?" tanya Pak Basri kehairanan.

"Kerana seumur hidup nenek saya selama 73 tahun , nenek saya belum pernah melihat keretapi berlanggar."

Azalea Kamarudin
3F Resources Sdn Bhd

P/s: Kredit pada penulis asal. Segala kesalahan tatabahasa sengaja tidak diperbetulkan untuk menjaga keaslian karya.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Lawak - Burung Kakak Tua

Burung Kakak Tua

Seorang suami yang baru pulang dari Luar negara membawa Burung Kakak Tua sebagai kenangan.

Isteri : "Kenapa abang beli burung ni? istimewa sangat ke?"

Suami : "Ooo.. awak nak tau ye??

Sambil mengangkat tangan kiri dan memainkan jarinya... secara spontan burung kakak tua itu menyanyi Lagu Pop... Lalu lelaki itu menurunkan tangan kiri dan mengangkat tangan kanan, burung kakak tua itu menyanyikan Lagu Rock pula...

Isteri : "Bagaimana kalau kedua-dua tangan diangkat serentak?"
Suami : "Cubalah lah angkat kalau nak tahu.. !!"

Isterinya terus mengangkat kedua-dua belah
tangannya dan terdengarlah. ..

Burung Kakak Tua : "SATU-SATU LAH... BODOH!!!"

P/s: Kredit pada penulis asal. Segala kesalahan tatabahasa sengaja tidak diperbetulkan untuk menjaga keaslian karya.

Lawak - Ikut Cakap Aku

Pada suatu hari Jasni dan sahabatnya, Karim, pergi memancing kat sungai.Dalam bosan-bosan menunggu ikan, Jasni berkata,

Jasni : aku ada satu cerita..
Karim: cerita ape?
Jasni : nanti kalau aku bercerita, kau kena ikut perkataan belakangnya, boleh?
Karim: yela...

Jasni pun memulakan ceritanya...

Jasni :satu hari aku pergi memburu.
Karim : memburu.
Jasni : aku masuk ke dalam hutan.
Karim : hutan.
Jasni : tiba-tiba aku rasa nak terberak.
Karim : berak..
Jasni : aku berlari ke semak.
Karim :semak.
Jasni : aku pun berak.
Karim : berak.
Jasni : satu hari yang lain aku pergi memburu lagi.
Karim : lagi.
Jasni : aku pergi ke tempat yang aku berak dulu.
Karim : dulu.
Jasni : aku lihat tahi aku sudah tak ada.
Karim : ada.
Jasni : aku pun tertanya-tanya.
Karim : tanya.
Jasni : siapa makan tahi aku?
Karim : aku.....

P/s: Kredit pada penulis asal. Segala kesalahan tatabahasa sengaja tidak diperbetulkan untuk menjaga keaslian karya.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Puisi - Padahal Kita Sama-sama

Padahal Kita Sama-sama

Padahal kita sama-sama berikrar
mendukung murni aspirasi
menegak kukuh tiang keadilan
takkan rebah oleh racun hasutan.

Padahal kita sama-sama tegar
suburkan benih azam dengan tekad
isi kesementaraan hidup dengan
jiwa kasih
ikhlas mengisi citra ilmu dunia dan
di taman nurani muafakat.

Entah kenapa tiba-tiba saja
kau putuskan tali persaudaraan
kau labuhkan hijab keliru yang
kau bina tembok curiga yang tak
dan angin kebencian pun menyerbu
mengeruhkan damai persahabatan.

Padahal kita sama-sama mengukir
sebelum diri dimamah usia tua
mengerjakan amalan sepenuh jiwa
entah kenapa kau muncul dengan
menghunus pedang amarah tajam
lalu mengisytiharkan perang!

Onn Abdullah
Dipetik dari Harakah
Keluaran 20-23 April 2009

P/s: Kredit untuk penulis asal.

Men Are Hard To Please

Men Are Hard To Please

The problems with GUYS:

If u TREAT him nicely, he says u are IN LOVE with him;

If u Don't, he says u are PROUD.

If u DRESS Nicely, he says u are trying to LURE him;

If u Don't, he says u are from KAMPUNG.

If u ARGUE with him, he says u are STUBBORN;

If u keep QUIET, he says u have no BRAINS.

If u are SMARTER than him, he'll lose FACE;

If he's Smarter than u, he is GREAT.

If u don't Love him, he tries to POSSESS u;

If u Love him, he will try to LEAVE u.(very true huh?)

If u tell him your PROBLEM, he says u are TROUBLESOME;

If u don't, he says that u don't TRUST him.

If u SCOLD him, u are like a NANNY to him;

If he SCOLDS u, it is because he CARES for u.

If u BREAK your PROMISE, u Cannot be TRUSTED;

If he BREAKS his, he is FORCED to do so.

If u SMOKE, u are BAD girl;


If u do WELL in your exams, he says it's LUCK;

If he does WELL, it's BRAINS.

If u HURT him, u are CRUEL;

If he HURTS u, u are too SENSITIVE!!

& sooo hard to please!!!!!

P/s: Credit to the original writer.

Lawak - Calon Isteri

calon isteri....

Ceritanya begini, suatu hati di Kampung Pandan, Kuala
Lumpur,ada seorang ibu yang gusar kerana anak sulung
lelakinya tak kawin-kawin lagi, so satu hari, si ibu
pon bawakla calon-calon yang dirasakan sesuai untuk
menjadi bakal menantunya,
dia pun menjemput kesemuanya kedalam rumahnya.Lalu
memanggil anak sulong lelakinya untuk memilih kut
yang mana-mana dia berkenan...

ciri-ciri : Kulit cerah, rambut ikal
mayang, pipi gebu, BUKIT besar.....
Pekerjaan : Operator telefon merangkap

Si anak lelaki menolak calon pertama. Siibu
bertanya mengapa
dia menolak, lalu sianaknya pon berkata:
" Ala Mak...nih tak syiioookkkk. ...dia nih
selalu cakap

Ciri-ciri : Kulit sawa matang, mata bulat
dan besar,badan 100% bergetah, BUKITnya Just nice
Pekerjaan : Setiausaha
Lalu sianak lelaki berkata "Nih lagi tak
syyiiiooookkkk. ..asyik-asyik

Siibu pon gelisah kerana kebanyakkan calon
yang ditunjukkan tidak memenuhi kriteria anak

lalu dia pon menjemput calon terakhir...

Ciri-ciri : Kulit gelap-gelita, mata sepet
sikit, badan 99.99999%
bergetah, BUKITnya kurang memuaskan
Pekerjaan : Guru.

Tanpa segan silu dan memikir panjang lalu si
anak lelaki ini bersetuju
untuk memilih calon ini. Lalu si ibu pon
pening kepala lalu bertanya
kepada anak lelakinya mengapa dipilih calon

Lalu anaknya pun memberitahu. .. "Hah! mak nih la
syyiookkk sikit...kalau cikgu best
sikit..pasal diaselalu cakap ULANG SEKALI

Tiba-tiba adik ! lelaki tersebut yang berumur
10 tahun menyampuk plak... "Bang!!!.... Konduktor bas
mini lagi bagus bang....

Diorang selalu cakap...."NAIK CEPAT,NAIK


P/s: Kredit pada penulis asal. Segala kesalahan tatabahasa sengaja tidak diperbetulkan untuk menjaga keaslian karya.

Cerpen - Berapa Lama Kita Di Kubur?

Berapa lama Kita dikubur?

Awan sedikit mendung, ketika kaki kaki kecil Yani berlari-lari gembira di atas jalanan menyeberangi kawasan lampu merah Karet.

Baju merahnya yg besar melambai-lambai di tiup angin. Tangan kanannya memegang ice-krim sambil sesekali mengangkatnya ke mulutnya untuk dicicapi, sementara tangan kirinya mencengkam Ikatan sabuk celana ayahnya.

Yani dan Ayahnya memasuki wilayah pemakaman umum Karet, berputar sejenak ke kanan & kemudian duduk Di atas tembok nisan "Hj Rajawali binti Muhammad 19-10-1915: 20- 01-1965"

"Nak, ini kubur nenekmu mari Kita berdo'a untuk nenekmu" Yani melihat wajah ayahnya, lalu meniru gaya tangan ayahnya yg mengangkat ke atas dan ikut memejamkan mata seperti ayahnya. Ia mendengarkan ayahnya berdo'a untuk Neneknya...

"Ayah, nenek waktu meninggal umur 50 tahun ya Yah." Ayahnya mengangguk sambil tersenyum, sambil memandang pusara Ibu-nya.

"Hmm, bererti nenek sudah meninggal 42 tahun ya Yah..." Kata Yani berlagak sambil matanya mengira dan jarinya berhitung. "Ya, nenekmu sudah di dalam kubur 42 tahun ... "

Yani menoleh kepalanya, memandang sekeliling, banyak kuburan di sana . Di samping kuburan neneknya ada kuburan tua berlumut "Muhammad Zaini: 19-02-1882 : 30-01-1910"

"Hmm.. Kalau yang itu sudah meninggal 106 tahun yang lalu ya Yah", jarinya menunjuk nisan bersebelahan kubur neneknya. Sekali lagi ayahnya mengangguk. Tangannya terangkat mengusap kepala anak satu-satunya. "Memangnya kenapa ndhuk( anak perempuan) ?" kata sang ayah menatap teduh mata anaknya. "Hmmm, ayah kan semalam bilang, bahwa kalau kita mati, lalu di kubur dan kita banyak dosanya, kita akan disiksa dineraka" kata Yani sambil meminta persetujuan ayahnya. "Iya kan yah?"

Ayahnya tersenyum, "Lalu?"
"Iya .. Kalau nenek banyak dosanya, berarti nenek sudah disiksa 42 tahun dong yah di kubur? Kalau nenek banyak pahalanya, berarti sudah 42 tahun nenek senang dikubur .... Ya nggak yah?" mata Yani bersinar keranana bisa menjelaskan kepada Ayahnya pendapatnya.

Ayahnya tersenyum, namun sekilas tampak keningnya berkerut, tampaknya cemas ...... "Iya nak, kamu pintar," kata ayahnya pendek.

Pulang dari pemakaman, ayah Yani tampak gelisah Di atas sajadahnya, memikirkan apa yang dikatakan anaknya... 42 tahun hingga sekarang... kalau kiamat datang 100 tahun lagi...142 tahun disiksa .. atau bahagia dikubur .... Lalu Ia menunduk ... Meneteskan air mata...

Kalau Ia meninggal .. Lalu banyak dosanya ...lalu kiamat masih 1000 tahun lagi berarti Ia akan disiksa 1000 tahun?
’Innalillaahi WA inna ilaihi rooji'un’ .... Air matanya semakin banyak menetes, sanggupkah ia selama itu disiksa? Iya kalau kiamat 1000 tahun ke depan, kalau 2000 tahun lagi? Kalau 3000 tahun lagi? Selama itu ia akan disiksa di kubur. Lalu setelah dikubur? Bukankah Akan lebih parah lagi?
Tahankah? padahal melihat adegan pameran dipukuli masa di tv kemarin ia dah tak tahan?

Ya Allah... Ia semakin menunduk, tangannya mengangkat, setinggi bahunya naik turun tak teratur.... air matanya semakin membanjiri pipi dan janggutnya…

”Allahumma as aluka khusnul khootimah”.. berulang Kali di bacanya DOA itu hingga suaranya serak ... Dan ia berhenti sejenak ketika terdengar batuk Yani.

Dihampirinya Yani yang tertidur di atas dipan Bambu. Di betulkannya selimutnya. Yani terus tertidur.... tanpa tahu, betapa sang bapak sangat berterima kasih padanya karena telah menyadarkannya arti sebuah kehidupan... Dan apa yang akan datang di depannya...

"Yaa Allah, letakkanlah dunia ditanganku, jangan Kau letakkan dihatiku..."

"Sebarkanlah walau hanya 1 ayat"

P/s: Kredit pada penulis asal. Segala kesalahan tatabahasa sengaja tidak diperbetulkan untuk menjaga keaslian karya.

3 Answers Men Are Afraid Of

1. (Whatever)

Men: What to have for dinner?
Women: Whatever...

Men: Why don't we have steamboat?
Women: Don't want, once i ate steamboat and later got pimples on my face.

Men: Alright, why don't we have Si Chuan cuisine.
Women: Yesterday we ate Si Chuan, why eat it today again?

Men: Hm..... I suggest we have seafood
Women: Seafood is no good, i ate it once, then later I got diarrhea.

Men: Then what you suggest?
Women: Whatever..

2. (Anything)

Men: So what should we do now?
Women: Anything

Men: How about watching movie? It's been a Long time since we
watched movie.
Women: Watching movie is no good, it's waste time.

Men: How about bowling, or do some exercises?
Women: Exercise in such hot day?

Men: Then let's find a cafe and have coffee.
Women: Drinking coffee will affect my sleep

Men: Then what you suggest?
Women: Anything

3. (You decide)

Men: Then we just go home
Women: You decide

Men: Let take bus, I will accompany you
Women: Bus is dirty and crowded. I don't want.

Men: Ok we will take a Taxi
Women: Not worth it... for such a short distance

Men: Alright, then we walk.
Women: What! Walk with an empty stomach?

Men: Then what you suggest?
Women: You decide

Men: Let's have dinner first
Women: Whatever...

Men: What to eat?
Women: Anything

P/s: Credit to the original writer.