Kuala Lumpur

Kuala Lumpur, a huge city in Malaysia, a city of life, a city with vitality, and tension. Full, be it morning, noon or night. When you're living in a city like this, it's a matter of survival. Survival of the Fittest? Yes. But what worries me is just survival of the Fetus. Often we are daunted by stories of babies found in rubbish bins, by the riversides, in the forests, absolutely everywhere possible. Why does this happen? Doesn’t these babies mean anything to the parents? Well, I don’t think anyone can really answer these questions except for the people who are involved directly. But we should all ponder on the issue and find ways to solve the matter.

There is also numerous other social problems in the city of KL, loads of rapists, murderers, kidnappers, child molesters, robbers, thieves, the usual I would say. How do we actually protect ourselves from these unfortunate events? How do we try to make the world a better place? I’ve been critically thinking of these issues that I’ve stated, why is it that our world is becoming worst? And everytime I start to get tensed by the many problems of the city life, I’ll stop! And I’ll then put on a beautiful song that I have grown to love so much, one that reminded me of death, and I’ll sing-a-long and just smile. Smile though your heart is aching, smile eventhough it’s breaking, so says Charlie Chaplin in  his song.

Apart from social issues bringing about tension in the city, living in Kuala Lumpur is also very often associated with road congestions, and it seems that everybody around me hates being stuck in one. What about me? Do I hate it? No, I absolutely don’t. I enjoy being the center of attention on the road, why you might ask? This is because I’ll be the only person singing happily, dancing at times, swaying to the music I’m listening to. I’ll bring a traveling cup filled with my favourite cappuccino, with a little something to munch and I’m already so content. In a way it gives me time to get my mood to a positive mode for the whole day. And I would definitely say this has worked wonders to my social life.

To me, living in the country side, is just wonderful. The sound of the river flowing, the gentle touch of wind, warm heat of sun, but I still rather love being in the city. There’s so many places to go, so many things to be done and enjoyed. So I thought, I should definitely be happy with what I’m already blessed with. Living in Kuala Lumpur, I love joining my friends, fellow photographers, out for a street shoot. Taking pictures of things that are wonderful, photos of people and places that are priceless, different races and cultures right under the same cloud. This is the beauty of 1Malaysia. How is it possible? Thanks to our 4 fathers, this is what we have achieved after 53 years of independence. Kuala Lumpur, home of one of the world’s tallest building, the Petronas Twin Towers, one of the world’s tallest tower, the KL Tower, is really a gorgeous well developed city moving towards globalization. I am proud of my country, proud of my city, my place of origin, my home.