On a Tuesday morning
This made me smile.
Finding my feet
It’s been 3 months since I first muttered the words, “Hi I’m Andrew the intern pharmacist, how can I help you?”
God knows I’m still adapting to having my life revolve around my work. Coping with the commute has at times brought out my worst side (it takes me an average of 3hours to get to and from work). It took me a very long time to find my inner peace, and come to grasp with the confidence that I should have.
I do so dearly miss Klang. The sweet dusky smell of my green walled room. My bed that numerous people have deemed too low. The sweet silence of the night. Waking up to the rays of sun that pierce my window. Having my silly dog come pouncing down on me as soon as my door pops open.
And yet I find myself hesitating in taking that final step.
Malaysia has always prided herself in the unity of her multicultural society. It is as if the differences between the races is the very glue that binds us all so close together, and yet it saddens me to read about the sorry state of Malaysian politics these days. I have been forced to muffle more than a few WTF’s on my bus ride down to work (this is where an unlimited 3g data plan comes in handy) when catching up with the round-up of the day’s news.
How could we have strayed so far from the path that we originally trodded on?
Trust
Sometimes, we just have to look hard enough to catch a glimpse of the Lilliputian sized light that sits at the end of the tunnel we travel in.
Thank you, everybody.
And then Dompok says;
More importantly, “Allah” is their word for God, the same as for the Malays, who borrowed it from the Arabs.
So why exactly are you fighting over something that was never yours in the first place?
EDIT: Pardon the half-baked post. I was on the 720 this morning when I stumbled upon this piece and let’s face it, wordpress for blackberry is as bad an app as they come. It’s nowhere close to the iPod/iPhone version which makes it quite silly, but that’s not the point here.
My personal opinion obviously doesn’t matter much, but nothing begets violence.
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If only life were as simple as flicking a switch.
I miss Klang.
I miss the stinky drains, motorists who silently have death wishes, the insensitive nature of lives.
I miss my ritualistic Tuesday nights basketball sessions.
I miss being able to drive out to wherever I want. To have drinks at a proper shopping mall.
How did you ever find the strength to hold on and not lose who you were entirely?
Reassess
When ever in doubt, take a deep breath.
Be smug.
And believe that everyone else are brainless dicks.
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