The conversation will always start like this….where are u come from???...you are not from local right…yes I am not….how should I put it…I am from Perak I guess…born there…then they will ask this..why your plate number starts with P??...i taught your are coming from Penang???....n you always say you are going shopping n playing bowling in Penang(normally this kindda of person will only hear few stories from me..coz lately i always have the feeling just keep quite when am in the crowd...which is very diff of who iam few years back)…..long story cut short…I was born n even finished my education in Perak..but nowadays I rarely going back to my home town….my mum grave is at Penang while my dad is in Perak…so I need to travel to both land to be fair.
Then when its was long holiday…n when everybody was so excited of going back to their hometown…I will neva really bother about it…not going back this holiday?????....i will like…stare at them…n politely smile n say no I am not. Nowadays I only go back if sumthing important happened in my hometown..wedding or kenduri or sumbody close to our family died…that’s all..
Call me selfish what so eva…most of other people will never understand what I need to go through…nobody to count on except myself…so why bother what other’s would say…sorry I think I am being built to be a heartless person…I am too good to be a mean person… soredemo...kimi wo zuto….
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