50th Merdeka..

before we all know it, the day is gonna end.. and only just, i thought back... only just, i realised.. what Merdeka meant..

at 6, as usual, its football time at the field.. however, hardly anyone was there.. were only 5 kids..

so, reluctant to go back, i suggested a game to them.. "Galah Panjang" , using the badminton court lines.. only few knew that game.. i had to teach the others.. they were all malay.. then a friend of mine came, he's older.. then he made me realize, we're playing a traditional game.

If I could I relive those days, I know the one thing that would never change ....- Nickelback

i had flashback of my primary school days.. i'm those few these days who actually played traditional games like galah panjang, the skipping thingy.. and bottlecaps.. of course i learned and became good at it.. all thanks to my malay buddies.. they treated me like their own.. i think i'm fortunate being those few who experienced those games myself.. they never die.. unless its stopped being played..

like what happened today, i had to teach those kids how to play em.. they havent even heard of Galah Panjang, which i used to play it under the sun, everyday before and after school..

sad isnt it.. as being outdoor these days are not encouraged.. and we're afraid of walking alone.. who knows what do we fear in the future? afraid of going outdoors?? activities like fishing and playing kites will be missed... there is this feeling when we look at the sun, with the blue sky as the natural wallpaper that cant be replaced.. looking at the sky releases tension and stress.. everything will be forgotten.. no wonder they say sun bathing are addictive..