Friday, November 21, 2008
i'm finally BACK from cambodia. and i miss singapore sooooooo much! i miss our clean and green city(cliche as it might sound), our housefly free country, smooth and flat roads, and everything else.
5 experience enriching days.
1st day: its a FREAKING buddha day! all the buddhas in the world, wooden, marble, stone. whatever. i've seen it all. borken hands, feets, lost heads. URGH! yucks. i hate this statues so much.
1st night: we encounter a break-in into my 2nd storey hotel room, my parents room to be exact and we lost USD$2k + Hp. woke up to find the curtains flying, an open window and a broken window bolt.
BLESSING: passports, credit cards and us were save.
2nd day: interaction with the local police for the report that we needed in order to claim insurance. and i realise how much i love singapore once again. w/o cash, we were told that in order for them to help us, we'll need to help em too. with cash USD$100. bribery. in broad day lights. from a negotiation of investigation of 3 days, it took merely 2 hrs for the report to churn out. to be honest, i din wan this report. i'd rather walk uprighteously. parents din think this way. as they say, when yr in rome, do what the romans do.
3rd day: from phome phen to siem reap was a suppose 6 hr coach ride. arriving at the coach company early in the morning, we were inform that the coach did not hv services for 3 days. haa. what a 'pleasant' surprise. what to do? we are in cambodia. w/o computers, this is what happens. faints'
BLESSING: though last min, we manage to find another company to send us there. ( 6 hrs and the whole time, the coach's TV was blasting with cambodia MTV and local variety show) thx god i had my noise-blocking earphones.
4th day: to the famour angkor wat. actually, we visited so many temples i seriously think all i'm looking at is just stones. in diff places.
i see the living conditions of the people, the muddy roads, a darken city at night w/o street lights, market places that looks so make shift, the children...my heart just went out to them. for a mere 5 days, i felt like i've step into a refuge campsite. i asked myself, could i ever stay here after living in such comfortable conditions back home? i tried picturing myself in the broken down houses, aluminium tinned roofs, dusty floors, housefly infested areas, and i really found it hard to say yes.
as a christian, i'm posing this qn to all christians out there. if we say that everyone is our brother and sister and we're all a family, how could we sit here in our comfort zone knowing that they are suffering somewhere else in another part of this world?
one day however, i asked myself, perhaps in truth, they're happier than us. ? don't we sometimes just miss the simplicity of life?
so much thoughts, so much raw feelings, so much to type.
i use to hv a dream not to long ago, i wanted to set up a sch and teach the poor little children. spread to them the love of christ, give them a basic education. show some hope of a better future. gg to cambodia brought all that out again. in a gush... all these came rushing back. as if i could just drop everything i hv now, to do it. i'll pray though...i just need ot muster a lil more courage to step out of this comfort zone.
GOD my father has indeed bless and protected me in this darken country.
