There’s a light, a certain kind of light that never shine on me.These lyrics are the picture
of my life throughout my early days back at my grandma’s ‘kampung’.One peaceful
day at my ‘kampung’ was disrupted by a fire at my neighbour’s house on one eery
and cold night.Everyone panicked to see the fire rising as high as the tallest
coconut tree around our house.Our neighbor was sleeping when the fire
started.They were left with nothing except for the clothes they were wearing on
that frightening night.The fire started from the firewood that was not totally
put off after the cooking for the ‘kenduri’ (thanksgiving feast) earlier in the
evening.The sparks from the firewood had turned into an angry giant of flames
soaring up and destroying the ‘innocent’ little wooden house.We were ordered by
the fire brigade to leave our house cos of the very close distance from the
scene.Smoke was rushing out from the fire and the heat was also rising around
our house.The banana plants around the house was destroyed by the angry flame in
just seconds.My grandma was shocked and she was depressed cos the raging fire
had damaged her crops at the garden as well.She was however thankful that we
are safe and our wooden house was safe too.Home is where love is.The following
day after the fire tragedy,I was very tired due to lack of sleep and exhausted
because we have to unpack all the clothes plus some personal belongings that we
manage to hurriedly carry out from our house as requested by the local
authorities in charge that night.I was frustrated to see my best friend’s house
burnt down to ashes and I could see my friend’s face is just so sulky sad and
pale.He had lost everything except for his family.Everyone from around the ‘kampung’
always advised the family to be strong and patience to face the days ahead.It’s
kind of irritating listening to them cos it’s easier to give words of
encouragement when you’re not actually in their shoes and only God knows how
they felt deep inside.What the family needs right now is a new roof above their
head.Someone must make the first move and effort to build a new house for
them.Whatever it is,life must go on and I believe there is a light at the end
of every tunnel…..
of my life throughout my early days back at my grandma’s ‘kampung’.One peaceful
day at my ‘kampung’ was disrupted by a fire at my neighbour’s house on one eery
and cold night.Everyone panicked to see the fire rising as high as the tallest
coconut tree around our house.Our neighbor was sleeping when the fire
started.They were left with nothing except for the clothes they were wearing on
that frightening night.The fire started from the firewood that was not totally
put off after the cooking for the ‘kenduri’ (thanksgiving feast) earlier in the
evening.The sparks from the firewood had turned into an angry giant of flames
soaring up and destroying the ‘innocent’ little wooden house.We were ordered by
the fire brigade to leave our house cos of the very close distance from the
scene.Smoke was rushing out from the fire and the heat was also rising around
our house.The banana plants around the house was destroyed by the angry flame in
just seconds.My grandma was shocked and she was depressed cos the raging fire
had damaged her crops at the garden as well.She was however thankful that we
are safe and our wooden house was safe too.Home is where love is.The following
day after the fire tragedy,I was very tired due to lack of sleep and exhausted
because we have to unpack all the clothes plus some personal belongings that we
manage to hurriedly carry out from our house as requested by the local
authorities in charge that night.I was frustrated to see my best friend’s house
burnt down to ashes and I could see my friend’s face is just so sulky sad and
pale.He had lost everything except for his family.Everyone from around the ‘kampung’
always advised the family to be strong and patience to face the days ahead.It’s
kind of irritating listening to them cos it’s easier to give words of
encouragement when you’re not actually in their shoes and only God knows how
they felt deep inside.What the family needs right now is a new roof above their
head.Someone must make the first move and effort to build a new house for
them.Whatever it is,life must go on and I believe there is a light at the end
of every tunnel…..
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