first time to blog from home...

woke up today by a phone call, my cousin asked me a favor to accompany his sister, which is one of the closest cousin i ever had to come back to Gombak. First thing i had on my mind: Darn! i planned to have anice walk around K.L, particularly Jalan Tuanku Abdul Rahman and its surroundin areas. wanted to observe Malaysian's last minute habit. in this case, the last minute shopping for EidFitr. in my mind, i want to carry around my camera and take as many pictures as i can, and post it here. after some negotition, my cousin was willing come along with me, provided if i go to Puduraya with her. both of us said o.k and the journey begins.

i ( i mean we) started walking around. it wasn't a long walk as both of us need to be home for breakfast a.k.a iftaar.

so, what did i find?

Hardship of Life

As i was walking around the place, actually the first thing came across my mind was the strength of these people to go thru life. how life is so hard for them and they would do anything as to keep on living. at least to get a bite to eat for the day. some people got to manipulate others' popularity for their own good. best example, those sellers in the nighe market no matter what they sell uses Mawi, the winner of Akedemi Fantasia 3 to generate sales. i also managed to find one seller that maybe don't like Mawi as much as others, uses Ramli Sarip-Malaysia's Papa Rock as his icon.

encountered a scene whereby people from DBKL was confiscating a beg seller. maybe it was the permit issues. situation was tight, the guys at least 3 of them was arguing with 2 officers. so i snapped 2 shots. the 2nd shot was the unlucky one. one of the guys realized that, ran towards me and started to accuse me. his friends later came along. later i found out that they were immigrants from indonesis from the way they talk. the dialect, i mean. one of the fella tried to grab my camera off, but i was holding it tight. later i told him (yes, i lied to him) that i was just looking at pictures in my camera, which happen to be my torn adidas stan smith shoes. showed him that picture, gave a straight face, and started to walk off. i know for a fact that if i stay longer, i might get beaten up. one of them later asked him to let me go, so i just continue walking. damn, that was close.

Last Minuters

I am sorry to say this but i guess many Malaysians just love to do works at the last minute. i personally think that very much implies in the Malays. the people that i know, friends that i have, and sometimes myself, might need to have some attitude change on this particular part of their life. the thing is, nobody could help them in anyway except themselves. many people that i met, saw and talked to admitted that they WERE doing last minute shoppings. reason for it?
TRILLIONS of them.

Others

Basically i found the area as an interesting place to walk around. maybe its not too bad to say that by going to such places, you get to see the 'real life' of people, struggling day-by-day to live. Also, there are middle class people that go thru life as a routine. not much to worry about but to sustain whatever they already heve. the upper class people, pointing around as they were walking to get whatever they want while a boy was squatting, just beside his feet asking for a penny. eally reminds me to one song by Caburator Dung - 'Happy'. Anyway, are we happy now?
p/s pictures will be up soon. something wrong with the usb hub today. it just doesn't detect the camera...