Beautiful is how relationship blooms here. And appreciated too.
Malaysians are more Malaysian here than in Malaysia. That’s one cool expression. I just met new people, and how amazed I am to see the pace of bonding was as quick as time went by. By the time we were saying goodbye, we already exchange three hugs, cheeks brushing. Hurm…, that doesn’t sound right. Right after that, invitations to each other places exchanged.
What’s great being here is we are excited to see other people that are obviously in common with us. All those things about wanting to be friends with the white guys, all those are pretty much crap, depending on how you settled down when you arrived. I started to love other Malaysians, because I know how much we understand each other. Given that we speak the same language, of course. Way easier to express your feeling in your own mother tongue.
*Sigh* I am apparently a very bad English speaker. At least not as good as I imagined - flowing out of my mouth as if I am the creator of English language.
Back to the topic, if you study abroad, you meet a really big bunch of new people, which a fraction of them may be among the most important people in your life i.e. your wife, good friends that actually in the same frequency as yours (both may be the same…). Even now I am smiling, thinking about people I met during my first three months in UK. A variety of them. Like all the colours in the world.
Uh, that kind of make me miss my colours from my past. Past…. What a sad word that is.
I forget almost everything in my past. They just went by like the trains of London tube. If only I can jumped on the track, and chase them back. But the new train will catch me faster (fact: trains serving London underground can be as frequent as every two minutes).
Anyway, that’s reality of life. As those colours fade away, we just need to wait for new ones to come. And welcome to colourful UK.
PEDIHNYA MUJAHADAH INI
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