sensible yap

i travel with sole-intention of take-off and touchdown on the metal bird. LOL. ok kidding. i go travelling to see the world, experience the culture, admire the landmarks and architecture yadayada.

but the one that intrigued me the most is the culture. how the people of the nation behave, towards foreigners, the way they drive or queue for the public transport. these kind of things never cease to amaze me.

at times, there are a lot of things that my fellow citizens can learn from them. especially those little things we call courtesy or learning how to line-up to catch the bus.

the viets are stubbornly loyal to their mother-tongue of which i found it hard to move around and ask directions from the locals since most of them don't speak english despite the nation's capital being infested with amerikans. they are also very proud of their heritage as each of the shops' name starts with viet this or viet that. and with these loyalty and determination, they shooed away the amerikans during the war. i dunno whether it was a blessing in disguise or not, but the war destroyed all crocodiles in the mekong river coz of agent orange.

our northern neighbour left me with a lot to ponder. the roads are spacious and in very good condition. no holes whatsoever. you are ensured of a smooth ride even when you're in behind a hundred-year old truck. their internet speed is super-fast, that even when you're wifi-ing, you don't feel the lag at all. proven by my friend's uninterrupted fast picture upload. they are also close to worshipping their king. his picture is almost everywhere. i mean, what's not to respect when your king is one of the best biologists in the country who plants paddy species in the royal courtyard?

while our southern neighbour is very disciplined, their kiasu-ness is epic! everything is so organized and clean that you can't help feeling that you are a robot. programmed to do exactly this and not that. but the winner is definitely the govt-sponsored dating services. first, you're being paid to have babies and now to go on a date? i rest my case. though the local girls look fashionable and dolled-up, i still like the girls in my country, definitely prettier! like a local comedian used to joke about; yes, it was nice when the cabs are punctual, but after a while, it gets boring since it's predictable. true enough.

the garuda land, it is the poverty that tugged at my heart. they do all kinds of jobs, even dangerous ones like stopping speeding cars to make way for other cars. and the pay is meagre depending on the tips. all for the sake of money. the place is also full of demonstrations. and weirdly-shaped buildings. one thing is for sure. no matter their ethnicity, they stand unified as one nation. oh, bandung girls are pretty! LOL.

so, in the wake of the upcoming by-elections, i'm just pondering over the fact that if our neighbouring nations can, why my nation's men can't stand united as one, crossing race, religion and political beliefs boundaries?

darah sama merah.

jika nyawa terkorban, masih disebut manusia.

bukan parti politik mana.

dasar pilih bulu dan sekutu.

saya, islam dahulu!