wow! wow! wow!
After spending 9 days in Kuching, I've realised and learned so many things. Amazingly, I did not miss my comfortable bed, nor the warm showers nor television programmes back here in Singapore. The only ones I missed the most was probably my parents and friends here. I guess Kuching gave me everything that I need and want, and more!
The times spent in Kampong Gayu made me realised something. How sad it is to see Singaporeans finding happiness and pleasure in materialistic ways, and they are always demanding and seeking for more and more, not to forget being so calculative, yet never seem to get satisfaction with whatever they have. As compared to the people in Kuching, most importantly Kampong Gayu, they live their lives in the simplest ways and yet receive happiness. Time really slowed down when we were there, unlike living in Singapore, the hectic fast-pace life we lead.
I really miss the village life in Kampong Gayu. The wonderful picturesque scenery, blackouts, candle-lights, motorbikes, bumpy long-winding road, the river, soccer field, cold water baths, the little kitten which made me not so afraid of cats anymore, caroling from house-to-house, delivering of christmas trees, the coolness and fresh air, cute little innocent kids, home-cooked food and fruits (sweet vegetables, kueh jap etc). Especially the LOVE exchange with the villagers. And as Cheryl says, the calmness of everything and the looks of sincere appreciation. How true that is!
I miss the carefree life back there. All burdens, woes and problems left temporarily. There was totally nothing to worry about. It was really sad to leave, and YES I cried, but that amount of tears was not enough to reveal how sad I am to leave that wonderful, amazing place that God has created. There's no other best place I could find to feel peace within me thoroughly.
Although during the trip, I got irritated with a group of people who constantly doesn't know how to keep quiet when asked to gather and pay attention, other than that, the whole trip was fulfilling and it was a meaningful experience that I will take with me.
Oh and on the last day, to my biggest surprise, Cyrus came to send us off at St Lukas! I Swear I didn't expect that. I was SO touched when I saw him, I nearly cried but I managed to hold back. Can you imagine, a 45mins ride on his motorbike from Kampong Gayu all the way to St Lukas to send us off. Moreover he was the only one from the Kampong who came. I swear, our group is superbly privileged!
Oh well crazy times>> The bumpy and speeding bus ride, motorcycle ride, 'we three kings'(w/ actions), 'moremoremore', macarena, seaside dining w/ techno, reflections, shopping and more shopping, swings at scv. Even more.
I miss everything and these memories will definitely stay on with me for life. I will go back next year. :)
