a small walk in a big city

as i take a small walk in this Big city
make the eyes catch things that are more to see
from the dataran merdeka to the street of petaling
mixture of human that call them self a being

i take a few snap on what happen to the place we call home
create a little feeling like i'm a stranger in a place unknown
but me,sae and kecik continue our walking
like a free man with no string attach in our living


we stop to buy some snack at the side walk
a man with a cowboy hat selling fruits that kind of rock
he cut them all a piece by piece and mix them all together
in a plastic bag with "asam" as the added flavor


while i'm asking for "bang, 2 buah 2 bandung",
than suddenly, there this one Chinese old dude with a hair that quite long
he walking with a stick and grab some coins from his pocket
asking for fruit a packet

my mind spoke again on exactly that time
are those the only thing he dine from the sun set shine?

or did he get to enjoy a nice meal before the moon set?
then i looked he walk away with his stick..maybe looking for a bed




its still crowded with people here and there
with own destinations or with nothing to share
i saw a man who sleeping at a side walk
create his own blanket with a piece of paper box

in my mind it wonders
"where are his family,what are his life"
"how can this man keep on survive"
as we continue our way to the art market

there are still noises i can hear
but not like what i've imagined and the reason i'm here
the silent of "buskers"and the street performance are gone
make this place dull and mourn

a small area did stops me
where there is still things to see
a group of sketchers singing and draw
talk about how good life before

where there are easy to live and no tension in mind
like a free soul stuck at only one time
a cigarette to burn with a picture to draw
"this is life" he said..time changes the humans on things they saw

we walk around the central market
i saw a poster of "master of watercolor arts"
this man has a great of skills and a big name
but he still show his arts on the street proud with no shame

there are this small "mamak" stall behind the CM
where there is still people with guitar and cameras with them
"ah..this is life"i've said in my mind
where our passion that binds

there is a person i did notice
his style are like the hippies at the 80's
with a long hair that kind of sloppy
but he still relax and keep on laughing

Looks like they don't have to worry about a thing
except what to eat or where the spot for sleeping
but that is then to think about
what now is now and what out is out

we decide to walk to the petaling street
there are still some flee market are keep up the beat
calling the foreigners "comin comin"
"our items are something often you seeing"

a bit felt like Bangkok the areas resembles
where a lot of white skins hang outs at the tables
with a beer and the Chinese foods
laughing hardly in a good mood

its happy to see people enjoying their stayed here at Kuala Lumpur
its makes we feel a bit proud and inviting people more
I think that is enough for today
so going back is our way

(the night of 13 JUNE 2010 : Kuala Lumpur)