Yesterday, when i received the call from Aunt Tanjung Malim, i was like so over the moon because i know that she'd be coming to pick me up for a scrumptious meal in Lawan Kuda, like always, just a stone's throw away from the college. I was asking my friends over too because the cafeteria apparently served literally no decent food due to the fasting period. They were having white rice+ketchup+French Fries+fried chicken and no gravy whatsoever just ketchup for lunch. Disgusting. i felt sorry because i'd taking up the very last scoop of the-only-flavoured-fried-rice and they ended up eating those ketchup and rice.
At night, Huiwoon and i went to meet up the fellows (guardians) of our block and asked for the confirmation/permission whether we could go out for a meal or something which would be real fast because we just realised that we're still under quarantined. Great. Our world split asunder. i felt lost and down and mad at the ridiculous reason they implied or rather just one of them.
It had been weeks we're put under quarantined and now we just want to go out and have a quick decent meal but we're let down by the absurdity. We just bear with no outings and excruciate over the weekends with no traveling but this is too much. We just want a meal.
i felt truly inexplicably lucky and overwhelmingly grateful for what i am. i could still constantly have drinks and food (although not so succulent like the other days). i feel like a theft sometimes in which i had to sneak over to have a gulp of water or a bite when my room mates are not around or paying oblivious.
i know i'm lucky and i'm grateful for that. So, i would just get over the depressing confinement stuff.
WE are the lucky ones , i'm the lucky one.
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