10.9
In two weeks, I will be flying back to Leeds. As I am writing this, the little boy in front of me is impatiently waiting for his Styrofoam packets of Char Siew and Siu Yok rice. Swaying from side to side with a RM50 note in his hand, he continually peeks over the counter to check if the dishes he ordered to tapau is done. The intensity of his sways peaked, and then stopped as the lady handed him his plastic bag full of styrofoam packets.
He entered a car driven by his mother and they left. I did not like the way she parked, as she was slightly too close to the Alza on her right. My Alza.
It’s close to 2 p.m.
It feels so nice to have lunch alone at Uncle Yap’s Char Siew in Kota Kemuning. It’s peaceful. Customers, not many. Food, tasty and simple. Songs being played, Stay Away From Me by Secondhand Serenade.
What will one do without Char Siew and Siu Yok?
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21.9
In three days, I will be flying back to Leeds. As I am writing this, there’s a lady writing down her orders on a piece of paper. Beside her, a family is having their late lunch. A mother, a father, and their two little girls. The parents are busy engaging with the lifeless devices in their hands, while the little girls are busy trying to get their attention. Technology, no doubt, gets us connected with millions in this globalized, heavily interconnected world; but too often it disconnects us with the ones physically closest to ourselves.
How many times have we seen a large group of friends at a restaurant, instead of engaging in face-to-face conversations, tap their fingers away on the latest Instagram photos and most viral Facebook updates?
Is the answer ‘too many’?
Chonniu 