Beautiful City…
Thursday, December 21st, 2006A while back, I had a guest from overseas. She studied in Kch for 6 yrs b4 returning 2 her hometown. Taking some time off, she travel to Kch again, will go 2 KL next, & then back home.
Somehow, that plan doesn’t seem right 2 me, s I was wondering, ‘what could there possibly in Kch that any1 would want 2 come here again?’. 2 those who grew up here, it’s a dif thing. I know I feel that way. I like this slow & steady life. There exists others who feel d same way, I’m sure. Still, I can’t quite grasp d concept yet, of any of my fwens from d west flying over here 2 settle down. It may b a sojourn 2 some, while others settle down 4 good. In truth, it’s nth unusual. Just, sth I find peculiar.
Anyway, back 2 this guest. It was pure reflex on my part when I asked her y she wanted 2 come 2 Kch again. Nonchalantly, she replied, "It’s a beautiful city."
That caught me. Whether it was said out of courtesy or honesty, I still didn’t c that coming. I mean, Kch is… well, Kch. D kolo mee, laksa, belacan bihun & many other food r 2nd 2 none IMHO. No mamak, but there sure r lots of coffee shops that open throughout d night. Happening? I don’t think so. Then again, I seldom go out, so I might actually b missing a lot.
It has been 2 days since, & I’m still thinking abt that casual remark of hers. I wasn’t born here, but here’s where I practically grew up. I seldom venture far, & only do so out of necessity. Seems like I’ll hav 2 start xploring more, wif d silent hope of discovering d reason y that particular guest would say that Kch is a beautiful city…