…live in Malaysia on 25th October 2009, 8pm @ Bukit Jalil KL. Are you going? π Click for further details.
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Duration: 8th March – 21st April
After the car wrecking incident in Malaysia, I was forced to travel around for my visa appointments using the same car. The damage was not a big deal for dad and he insisted that I drove around for my chore using the same car. If you are planning a long trip to Kuala Lumpur, I would definitely suggest getting a car on rental instead of hopping around with cabbies that can cost a fortune. If I’d avoid cabbies, why can’t you? I drove a wrecked car for Pete’s sake!!! Sorry Dad.
Anyways, me and mom were scheduled for the trip to India. After collecting our Indian visa’s, packing, arrival at the airport, security check-in.. blah.. blah.. blah.. – we excitedly boarded the plane. The duration of flight was for 4 hours and 45 minutes. It was like forever! Half an hour before landing, I started popping pain killers* etc to avoid nasty Vertigo symptoms. Believe me, it’s nasty. My ear drums would ache so badly that it feels as though as it would burst anytime. Seriously. Flying is something I never enjoy. It came with a hefty price of pain.
Touched down with an OUCH! I could barely hear anything. These awful Vertigo symptoms lasts a few days. It’s sickening. Immigration and luggage clearance was a breeze. Met my hubby and mom in law at the airport awaiting for us. Hubby flew from US to India just a day before our arrival. We were whisked away into the car for the journey back to my sasural. Upon arrival, we were greeted by Papa, Bhaiya and Bhabhi. Not to forget our cute and adorable nephew, Shanu π It was a homecoming for me. Mummyji (mom in law) performed a small rite/prayer to welcome me into the family.
We had loads of fun. It was our first holi at my in laws after marriage. It was my first holi ever in my life. Holi is not recognized or celebrated at a large scale in Malaysia. We had to first look for worn-out clothing. This is not the day to be adorned with jewelry’s and fine sari’s. Before you know it, me and the gang was smothered with variety of colors. Boy oh boy.. It took loads of scrubbing afterwards!
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* I was prescribed with Vertigo medications/pain killers by my personal physician. In no way this suggests that I am addicted to pain killers π
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Malaysia. A land that still amazes me. With lush diversity of race, ethnicity, religion, beliefs and culture. All intertwined with personal upbringings, struggles and achievements. From Tunku Abdul Rahman Putra Al-Haj, Father of Independence to Tun Mahathir bin Mohamad, the 20th & 21st century revolutionary & modernization premier – Malaysian has seen a lot of progress from infrastructure to economical policy. There are stigma’s surrounding further development of Malaysia in terms of racial disagreements, re-structuring of our educational system and freedom of speech. This is clearly a platform every Malaysian’s can work towards success in building a nation without prejudices. Hand in hand, we can make Malaysia a better place for all of us, to live in co-existence.
Happy 52nd Birthday Malaysia π
Declaration of Independence, Malaysia, 31st Aug 1957
Image credits: 1. Merdeka!!! Merdeka!!! Merdeka!!!, 2. Joy…Bagan Lalang…Malaysia, 3. Merdeka Square – kuala lumpur, 4. KLCC Merdeka HDR
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Duration: 20th February – 7th March & 22nd Apr – 7th May 2009.
My β₯ fluttered as the plane touched down on the tarmac of Kuala Lumpur International Airport (KLIA). Sigh, I truly missed the airport. Seriously. Before marriage, a major part of my life involves chauffeuring family and friends to and fro the KLIA airport – lame isn’t it? Anyways, no flights for me during that period. Reality struck huge when it was my turn to board the plane for US, more than 3 years ago. Time flies.
I almost raced to the baggage claim and immigration. And then I saw them, at the arrival gate. Mom and dad.
Awaiting impatiently, I could tell π A tear rolled down my cheek. I wept. It’s been 3 years guys! We reunited, got to the car park and head for home. Mom asked, “what do you feel like eating?” Gosh! I truly missed Malaysian cuisine. We went ahead for local breakfast, and duh.. it had to be our staple nasi lemak and teh tarik! Yummylicious π
Arrived home with a full tummy, jet-lag and tiredness! Phew! It was a long journey back home. I snoozed and awoke a couple of hours later to the most delicious scent of aloo pakora’s π Mom, you are the best! What more can I ask for?
The next few days were packed with embassy appointment to renew my US visa, shopping, food sampling, dinner and lunch appointments with family’s and friends’. Fun was short-lived when I met with an accident. Nothing serious, no bodily harm or injury. Bumper dangling from each side of the car, with serious dents, bumps and bruises. Not to forget the fine of Ringgit Malaysia (RM) 300 that was slapped to me by the Police for allegedly not keeping a safe distance with a vehicle that was ahead of us. It’s a law in Malaysia, if you hit a vehicle at rear, you are automatically issued a ticket. It’s a very good law, only if I am immune to it π Sigh. The repair itself costs an additional RM600. What a luck? I am sorry for damaging the car Dad π
Lesson learned. The hard way.
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