Visitors of Malaysia

I was talking to one of my lads. He's the most charming boy i know of. All my boys are charming but he's the most charming of them all.

I teach him English and often end up learning Hindi instead!

Just when i thought things can't be any more gloomier, his words patted me in more ways then he would ever understand.

He said that when he was told that he's going to Malaysia, he was very excited. He was barely 13.

He went to a relatives' place and googled all about this land called Malaysia.

He was amazed with its beautiful landscapes and the greatness with which it was described.

But once here he said that he was greatly disappointed. He didn't get to see those greatness nor the beauty.

No longer in his motherland. Not much of freedom. Despairing situations.

Most disappointing he said, was fellow people.

People who wasted food. Threw away good things. Selfish, harsh people. Who stepped on the weaker ones.

I'm happy though Miss. That at least we have you. That's how he concluded.

I'm not alone after all.