"Nak tunggu january tak lama ke. You tak rindu family ke...." Another friend asked why I am only returning in January and whether I miss my family. Ahh... the question of missing. I have been truly blessed to have many people who care and miss me. I have "families" all over the world, in the USA, in Paris, in Nepal, and even in a tiny hamlet in Africa. To have people who encourage me and spur me on to greater heights, to have them comfort me in times of sorrow, to have them love me unconditionally and remember me in their prayers... these are definitely worth more than all the wealth in the world!
"Have you packed?" Wait a minute, isn't it too early to pack? Why can't you just say that you miss me and want me home soon?
I wonder... will my love life have a Wicker Park ending?
Or will it remain as an Anuar Zain's Mungkin?