Anyway, I just came back from my husband’s hometown in Parit last Sunday, celebrating Raya. I had such a wonderful time I was reluctant to come back to reality. Across the road from his house is a place they call Padang on the bank of the long and winding Perak River which is exceptionally scenic and calming to the mind. Every time we go there, I swoon. Here in the city all I see when I look up would be high-rise condominiums and elevated highways with dust and smog doing waltz in the air 24/7…but over there…the clouds are like white puffs of cotton candy, creeping around the setting sun like slaves to the king…and the horizon…and the green, green grass where sheep graze freely…and oh the smell of pure air…
I took some photos with my camera phone but because it’s 3.2 megapix, they don’t do justice to the real McCoy. But still, here are some wonderful moments caught on well…memory card. Of course, I wasn’t on any of them being the one behind the lens, but my daughter is the one in red and black, lovingly held in the arms of the father. The others are nieces and nephews…



