Untitled. I prefer it to be like this, this time
I was in Kuala Lumpur, one of the busiest city in Malaysia. Pity. That's what I think of this city. Pity, as I looked around, seeing nothing but cars. Pity. The people have huge cars and house, but with a heart smaller than those who are not exposed to development. Pity. I saw a man, with no legs to walk, lying on the sidewalk, waiting for people to throw him a coin or two. Pity. I saw a blind old man, playing some instrument with a case in front of it. There's a few coins, only a couple of MYR1 in the case. We see this a lot, we see this almost everyday. We, who live in towns like this. I wonder, why did the security ignored the man who was lying just 2 metres away from him. I saw a lot of foreign people, and they seem to be looking at the man. I felt a little ashamed of my own country, my own leaders. They promised, that these weak people will get help. They promised, that we won't be seeing them on the streets anymore. They promised, that these people will be given a b