Truly Asia

While the rest of Singapore was celebrating national day on Thursday, I was sent down to KL for WORK. Why not make full use of the Malaysian, right? I am feeling piffed because I had done my share of standing outside the tarmac at frigging 7am every morning and belting out the national anthem in my younger years. Not forgetting doing the embaressing Great Singapore Workout (which I always try to get out of by 'forgetting' to bring PE shorts).

Why can't I be entitled to a day off??

Piffed.

But right now I am not feeling so piffy. I am sitting in the Club Lounge on the 33rd floor of Le Meridien Hotel KL and watching the KL traffic below. It is strangely very calming. I feel like a Higher Being sitting on my private cloud nine watching the mere mortals struggle with their everyday lives below. I'm Queen of the World, bwahahhahaha (ok frou, enough with the free champagne....)

So, with my head light with champers and a stomach full of capers, I'm sitting here thinking of patriotric thoughts. After all, the Malaysian National Day is not too far off - 31st August. I am coincidentally also born this month (I just HAVE to slid this in somehow).

They say that no matter how far you have gone, home is always where the heart is. When I say home, I don't mean the place where you sleep everynight. It is not even the house where you are born or grow up in. It is that unique place to you where you feel that you belong. Where your heart is easy; where you are free to be yourself; where you can just kick back and not give a rat's ass. That's home, my friend.

And KL is definitely my home.

Whenever I am weary of life and confused with the directions I have taken, I always come back here. Just a day or two is enough for me to replenish and recharge my thoughts. They say that touching base with home is very important for it reminds you of where you come from and how far you have came. I cannot agree more.

A safe sanctuary, that is what KL is. The ease of life here, the laid back KLites, the energy of the city. Whenever I chill out in KL, I can just kick back my havaianas and be as unglamourous and loud with my friends. And that's fine. No judgement.

And that is exactly what I like about KL. It is raw and people don't put up pretenses. Yes the transport system sometimes don't work. And yes there are rats running next to the drain where I am having my teh tarik. We live with them or we adjust to them. Despite all the inconveniences, Malaysians are still the smiliest bunch in the region.

Because Malaysia is truly asia.

(Ok, more champagne.....)