Valley of the dolls...

It’s been lucky number seven, years since we reached millennium, well eight then if you count the problematic zero effect. So, bitches and SOB, what is like ever since? Despite reaching level 3 in globalization in this near year aka competitions amongst individual worldwide, socially, we’re preaching the same thing over and over the decade. I’ve been residing in KL aka Kuala Lumpur aka Kuala Lumpar, as the foreigners often said aka my birth place, after years been away, and am I left in raptures with what this metropolitan has yet to offer; hang on it doesn’t reach metropolitan status for haven sake, this city has evolve into? And the answer is not entirely in satisfaction aspects.

Looking back into my adolescent years aka my childhood, every images are portrayed in the most prominent moral. Thee elders are always right and made the virtuous decisions, no question about it. People should be nice and pleasant to one another, always try to make room to spread good essences in everyday life. We ride bike in the evening, trying to behold the adventure it seems, the serenade joy and innocent pleasure. Sometimes we play soccer, hide and seek, rounders aka kind of baseball, police and thief etc etc with the neighborhood kids, everyone seems fair and the only thing outstanding was how well we played. The evening seem the most anticipated awaited moment. We went to school, looking forward for weekends, watched telly although there is not much choice then as there were only 3 channels then to roamed, but we never complained. I clearly remember the time when it was Piala Malaysia everyone was all psyche; we could even hear the neighbors screams of excitement. We haven’t the luxury of cable TV or here in Malaysia we call em’ ASTRO, no chains of malls exciting enough to hang about, no internet and it was never a great deal to things and luxuries that we don’t even know. What we had was simple, moderate and most of all not even close to great, but we were sublimely happy with the simplicity of life back then.

Teenagers years, the reality of life place in motion revealing it true meaning, and in certain scenario leaving unhealed scar, unstable emotions, mixed feelings, ascending of anger and hatred, sexual awakening, social pressure to fit in, brand conscious, popularity toll, peer pressure, first sex then so on, friendship bonding, making enemies, starting point for long hours talking on the phone, backstabbing, fist fighting, cigarette, alcohol, drugs, music obsession, rebel without a cause, don’t we generation Y went through generally the same thing? They say it’s the hormonal changes, I say it’s the fucked up cosmos we walked into. No one gives a damn on these screwed up mumbo jumbo coz in this vain society all that matters are the surface, everything are fine and peach, no room for broken souls, so keep your chin up!