we are working our asses off to pitch a year contract with one of the biggest corporate company in the country. the bosses are currently living in the office (i wonder how their wives feel ek?!). but anyways, i was assigned to do some surveying to make the comparison with the existent product that are already in the market and to do so, i have to go to several supermarkets in order to fulfill the task. and since it was a short last minute notice (becoz the intern was not feeling so well) i had to go to the nearest supermarket within the office area.
and today, this morning, i had a nice morning walk in Chow Kit Road.
throughout the past 24 years of living, i have never experienced walking along side Chow Kit Road. NEVER! apatah lagi kalau berjalan seorang diri. and today, i've officially break my own boundaries! it's a compliment though, from me to myself. i was never allowed to go to that place. oh, the acknowledgement of the history behind Chow Kit Road. but nonetheless, i was smiling while walking that road. for me, it is the REAL HEART of Kuala Lumpur. i mean, what's KL without Chow Kit Road? though it's a little bit cranky for the fact that the place is now taken over by the PATI but it is still THE Chow Kit Road that is filled with busy people looking for a sip of rezki. if anyone ask me what is the place that he/she should visit in Kuala Lumpur? my choice would be Chow Kit Road. try standing under the concrete wall of Chow Kit Road MRT Station (in between the traffic lights). you'll know what i mean.
and by noon, since none of the officemate wanted to have lunch, i went to Masjid Jamek to have McValue Lunch. i've been craving for big mac since i don't know when and for that, for the past few years, i finally had a medium size of coke. oh, that is not the point. the point is, my stomach is smiling happily for having big mac for lunch.
i saw school boys/girls at Masjid Jamek and it hits me while watching them. 7/8 years ago, i was liked them. heading myself to the place where i'm about to have my lunch. meeting friends from the school around that area. a group of girls with white ribbons tied nicely around their head bands looks familiar to me. boys wearing blue and green sampin lingering around waiting for friday prayers (ehem!) and girls with blue badges (the rival) were also there. they looked happy. i know i was when i was at their age doing exactly what they are doing.
i miss being 16 and 17. i miss my life being a high school girl and mostly i miss having white ribbon around my head band. i miss the blue color sarung. i miss the four alphabets and i miss having Nisi Dominus Frustra spirit in me.
and also Masjid Jamek (ehem! ehem!).
and the moral of the story, i saw a cute guy on the way back to the office. Subhanallah!
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