Its Random

When Sheela dropped me off at the bus station and gave me a hug, I started to recollect about my trip. First, I want to give all thanks who saw me from February 19-24, 2010. You all were great. Oh yes, thanks for the food. My weight got to be at 200 lbs. The first time I ever reached that milestone. LOL. Most importantly, you have given memories that will last me a lifetime. I was told that I could bring a 100, 000 U.S. grand and retire but said no way and I didn't know why. It was a feel thing.

My first recollection is seeing my uncle's 1961 Mercedes Benz parked in the garage with the Lions club emblem on the grill. I kept staring at the car like I did when I first noticed our 1975 Oldsmobile parked in the garage. A hypnotic effect. Next, there is this park with a walk path and a football (soccer) field surrouned by these small restaurants and shops nearby. I think either the Iraqi embassy was nearby. Finally, Bala and Urmilla taking me to a Chinese restaurant. That tiger beer got me as well as the food amount. I loved how people inside seemed so friendly and carefree. Likewise, some time later, they took me outside to this vendor that served beef or chicken jerky on a stick. You saw the Malay youth having a good time, chilling with each other. Nice night to do so.

Sheela took me to see Percy Jackson. Decent movie but didn't meet the hype. I love the walkway behind that mall where a pond, children's playground, and a bridge meet. A couple of days before, we both were talking about the old Newhart show from the 70's. The opening intro of him walking to his office reminded me of that place with the surrounding buildings. Most of the buildings are new with those metal plexi-glass except this one which is a yellow wall plastered bank building. This building had a sealed ledge on each floor, about 6 stories high with a radio antenna on top. It reminded of building in Miami from the 50's.

When I came back from the Maleeka trip, I had to walk to the doctor's office about a mile or two away. Sheela gave me detailed instructions on how to get there. It was a bit of a drizzle but it held up long enough for me to get there. On the way, I asked somebody where this street that Sheela wrote (did I tell you that she even diagrammed the street?). Even though she spoke Malay, she nodded yes that I was on the right street. While I was walking, there was this bus stand where these uniformed school kids were waiting. Everyone seemed to be festive except this obese kid with a pen in his pocket. Though, everything was cheery, there was a secretness vibe about Kuala Lumpur.

I started feeling this when we visited this auntie, Lali akka, her husband, and her daughter, Ramya. They showed this movie with the daughter acting in this scene where does back flips to break the bank security at a bank (incredible). They invited us for dinner at this Malay restaurant, I think. I like that drink that I ordered. Non-alcoholic. But still this feeling stuck with me. When Bala took me back home, talking about Kuala Lumpur, and apartments, the vibe took a hold of me.

It wasn't till I got back home and came across May 13 on wikipedia that I realized what I was feeling. Whoah, Nellie. But it explained a lot of things me about the city's vibe. You sense the helpless of the conflict with the youth of Malaysia. They keep it to themselves and stay within their group unless its the classroom or seminars. But once graduation, time to seperate. I hope the ethnic groups can get together and not fight each other for Western money and trade. People working together in the open is much better than people working behind close doors.