September 28, 2009

What I’ll be missing: the last part

The truth is, I don’t really feel like missing UK at the moment. Maybe after some years? Currently I’m enjoying my time in Msia, so why should I miss something else?One week before I got back, my heart was already in Msia, I was only physically in UK, thus parting from people over there didn’t really sadden me. It has been almost a month since I got back, and had a blast eid for the whole last week. Celebrating eid that had lost its feel since last 3 years..and last week it had been awakened again and I’m so grateful.

Anyway, I know I would still miss some other things:

*wonderful Msian families in Bradford and their lovely kids, especially the ones that blend well with me

*catching a train or bus to get somewhere easily, no matter how near or far. I really miss and need this excellent public transport system. It makes anyone can go anywhere, but in Msia, without a car, you just can go nowhere. Public transport? No comment. Only LRT, Putra, KTM Komuter and ERL would make me think less about safety and convenience.

*carrying my handbag anywhere without any worries. But in Msia, I can only feel secure if I use a sling bag. So when can I use my handbag? I dunno. Only when I think it is safe for me to walk around with it, without the chance of it being snatched by any scumbag and get myself injured afterwards, or even die, just like any other victims (naudzubillah).

*fast speed internet!!! Why is my streamyx is sooo lousy?? Currently it is so unstable that it disconnects itself anytime it likes it (and frustrates me). This is truly berukband. Even in CC.


Maybe I shouldn’t miss UK that much. Plus, I’m enjoying my life in Msia now, with its pros and cons. I’ve made my decision to be here and my future is also here. Here in my home.

September 4, 2009

What I'll be missing: III

A bit bout my experience in the plane, as soon as it touched down (KLIA), and the passengers were ready to get their luggage in the storage cabin above head to get out, well I witnessed something that made me ponder.

There was this one young lady, sitting in front of me, and like others, she wanted to take out her bag from the cabin. Her bag seemed to be big n heavy, but she managed to pull it out by herself. And the young malay man, who was beside her, juz watched her, din't even lend a hand to help her. So not gentleman. Tho he juz got back from UK as well, but din't he learn anything bout being gentleman?? Duhh.. And when it was my turn to pull my things from the cabin, he also juz stood and watched. Hampeh tol..

I dunno why I felt 'hampa', maybe because all this while I had been pampered by those white guys that ALWAYS helped me to take my things from upper cabin; most of the time, they took it out without me asking for help, coz they know someone must want to get them anyway..

Back to the plane story, as people were queuing to walk out of the plane, I was actually taking some time, coz I din't wana stuck in the long Q. But as soon as I stand up, the white guy who was near the Q stopped walking and allowed me to get in the line before him. I smiled and thanked him, his action juz healed my frustation over that malay guy.

It's not that I'm judging malaysian guys, but this one thing I will miss it (since it is not always available back home) : the gentleman-ness of the men. Generally, most men in UK are always being gentlemen to ladies. I dunno if they really prefer 'ladies first' concept, but sharing my experience, if they really want ladies to go first, as in queuing to get in the bus or getting inside a room or something, if they want you ladies to go first, my advice is JUST GO. Coz you won't win that situation even tho you don't mind if they go first.

And this also applies to most Malaysian guys in UK. So, if you meet with any of them, but they happen to be not-so-gentlemen, then you are so unlucky - that species is very rare. At my very early times, it was so awkward to me and I kept wondering why they have to treat us ladies that way. But later on I realised that they are just practising manners with ladies, and I really appreciate them. No loss on their side, but I think they are more respectable that way.

This is not including the part where they (most guys) always hold the door for me to get through when I was behind them, sometimes they let me walk through first before them. Terharu. Appreciated. (coz I normally a bit lazy to hold the door longer, only juz for a while).

What are other examples? Too many to say I guess, but I really like it. I like it when men do some goodness to you, without expecting anything in return. Keikhlasan. Keikhlasan that I feel quite hard to get in Msia, when most men do some goodness to you / help you but expecting something in return. Buat baik yang ada makna. Takde makna mmg tak sah. Mesti ada macam, "terima kasih je ke?", "kene blanje nih", or nk berkenalan la pulak kan.. plg koman pon mesti dh start perasan or pandang pelik..huh..

Mcm mamat spain yg gua cerita dlm post pasal Spain tu, beriya2 die nk tlg gua, tp takde pon nk lebih2 mcm mitak no tepon ke ape. Lepas dah tolong, abes kt situ je la kan. Kan best. Nmpk sgt ikhlas. Mcm mase turun tangga kt stesen underground, bile tgk angkat beg berat nak mampos turun tangga, ade je org nk tolong - well biasanya laki la kan.

I guess I must be expecting the guys here will pamper me as well - and I'll end up frustated?? Manjakah aku..or juz hoping them to be more gentlemen? Hee..I prefer the 2nd one...